The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 198: Origin Tianzun is here, and the people of Feiwucheng have

Chapter 198 The Heavenly Lord of Origin is here, and the people of Feiwu City have something to eat.

In Qingshui Village, the Great Lord Divine Thunder watched the expedition team leave, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.



Beside him, Zhu Zhuangshi looked at the **** dog showing off his power and expedition with envy in his eyes.

 He looked at the Great Lord Divine Thunder next to him, and his courage suddenly became much bolder.

If in the past, he would kowtow and kneel when he met a powerful man at the level of a true god.

After following the Patron Saint for a while, he also became devoid of any awe.

Of course, the patron saint still has to be respected.

“You’ll get used to this kind of scene if you see it too many times.” Zhu Zhuangshi shared it with Master Shen Lei as if he had experienced it.

 Following the patron saint, which old man among them is not immune to such a scene?

The Great Lord Shen Lei glanced at Zhu Zhuangshi, waved his sleeves and said, "Those who dare not go to the table after being pressed to the ground by a dog are not worthy of talking to me."

When Zhu Zhuangshi heard this, his previous demeanor instantly disappeared and he became aggrieved.

 Some time ago, while having a banquet, Zhu Zhuangshi drank too much and held the **** dog in his arms while recalling the glorious past.

 Unexpectedly, the **** dog knocked him down directly.

Wang Zhongshan, who was next to him, immediately joked to Zhu Zhuangshi: "My sworn brother is so different now and then, how can I allow you to be so reckless?"

Wang Chongshan’s sworn brother is the **** dog.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuangshi’s expression of aggrievedness became even more aggrieved.

 …

 Outside Feiwu City.

 Officials stood in two rows outside the city.

These officials have different expressions.

 Some are looking forward to it, some are worried, and some are heartbroken.

 “Commander Ji, why are you staying?” The man with the mustache was wearing a green robe, looking tall and majestic, wearing a gray belt, and he was very energetic.

Ji Ji glanced at Wang Chunfeng and remained silent.

When Wang Chunfeng saw this, he was not angry. He held his hands and said, looking very kind: "From now on, we are all colleagues, so we have to take care of him."

 There are no ancient gods in Feiwu City, only the city lord.

Ji Ji is the commander-in-chief of the city lord's palace and is also in charge of a battalion.

Nowadays, changes are happening, and the big shots in Feiwu City have chosen to flee.

Today's Ji is not the same. He is the highest-ranking person in Feiwu City who has not left.

As for Wang Chunfeng, he is a businessman with no position. The new **** is about to take over Feiwu City. He is the first to be loyal to him, so he has become the representative of the new god's power.

At this time, they stood outside the city to welcome the arrival of the new god’s motorcade.

These officials all have their own agendas and are standing outside the city.

 A little rain is nothing to monks like them.

Wang Chunfeng looked at Ji with a smile in his eyes: "Commander Ji, you don't like me, a mere merchant?"

 Otherwise, he looked at Wang Chunfeng seriously. His voice was thick, concise and powerful: "We have never."

“That’s good, Wang will always admire Commander Ji.” Wang Chunfeng smiled like the wind, “When the Lord comes, we must serve the gods together.”

 When it comes to the new gods, Wang Chunfeng has a look of awe in his eyes.

 The new **** will assimilate some of its people, but not all of its people.

The New God has also promised that those who are loyal and loyal can leave the mortal world with the New God and live forever.

Wang Chunfeng's foundation is in Feiwucheng. If he leaves Feiwucheng, all his accumulation in the first half of his life will be in vain, so he chose to stay in Feiwucheng.

 There are many speculators like him.

Of course, there are more ordinary people in Feiwu City who are old and weak and unable to leave Feiwu City.

Even if you have foundation building and Yuan Dan cultivation, in this world, if you leave Feiwu City, you will most likely die.

Ji Ji could not bear to govern his people, so he chose to stay.

 “Yeah.” Ji looked at Wang Chunfeng and nodded.

At this time, Wang Chunfeng thought of something and said: "Commander Ji, a new **** is coming, and we, the people, must do something.

We are going to hold a banquet for the virgins. Commander Ji is the most familiar with Feiwucheng, so I also ask Commander Ji to organize the virgins. "

Ji Ran's eyes flashed with a fierce light, but he immediately restrained himself: "Feiwu City is in ruins and is waiting to be renovated. We should consider the long-term plan for holding a virgin banquet."

 “Don’t you think so, Commander Ji?” The smile in Wang Chunfeng’s eyes became even wider.

"What do you mean?" Ji Ran's eyes were filled with anger, and he rolled his sleeves and glanced at Wang Chunfeng.

Wang Chunfeng stretched out his hand and clapped.

 Suddenly, two guards came over escorting a child who looked to be seven or eight years old.

 The child was pressed down and struggled constantly.

Wang Chunfeng smiled and said: "If Commander Ji can't bear to hold a banquet for virgins, then he will hold a banquet for boys. I will try my best to catch a boy."

 “You!” Ji was furious.

 Because it was his child that Wang Chunfeng brought with him.

 He chose to stay in Feiwu City and coexist with the city.

 He did not force his family to be like him.

 So he sent his family out of the city.

 I never thought that I would be caught by Wang Chunfeng.

How there is no anger in his heart!

The aura of perfection belonging to Zifu burst out at this moment, and he wanted to kill someone!

When Wang Chunfeng saw this, he said calmly: "Your Excellency is about to come, does Commander Ji want to rebel?"

Wang Chunfeng originally wanted to fight for power and gain, but he planned to avoid it and became the most capable person under the evil god.

Otherwise, the breath of the whole body is filled, but he wants to take it down, but he is suppressed by him.

At this moment, a suona sound came from the front.

 Everyone outside the city immediately looked over.

 I saw a long team advancing slowly in the sky.

Led by them, there were more than a dozen middle-aged women wearing white filial piety cloth. They were flying in the sky, crying loudly and feeling extremely sad.

The sad suona sound moves people with sorrow, and all those who hear it feel hurt and feel immersed in the scene.

“Whose funeral procession is this? How do they get to the city?

Today is the day when the new **** comes. If we see these things and make the new **** angry, we won’t be able to live with it! Wang Chunfeng was furious, "Come here, drive away those mourners!" "

At this time, Ji couldn't help but said: "The dead are the greatest."

“They are a bunch of unruly people, don’t they know what day it is, so they chose to go to the funeral today, they are so heartbroken!” Wang Chunfeng was really afraid that the funeral procession would collide with the new god.

He was also very puzzled as to why someone would go to the city for a funeral at this time.

 He was puzzled, and what he was most worried about finally happened.

At this moment, a fairy sound came. Above the sky, twelve beautiful fairies were flying in the sky. Large areas of snow-white skin were exposed on their shoulders and chests. Their calves were wrapped in cool silk stockings. They looked extremely charming.

 The huge auspicious beast pulled the fairy chariot and followed closely behind the fairy.

 This team finally met the funeral procession in the air.

Wang Chunfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely frightened.

At this time, the golden-eyed man in the immortal chariot had his eyes slightly closed, and in his arms sat a very hot young woman.

At this time, a soft female voice came from outside the fairy chariot: "Lord God, there is a funeral in front of you, blocking the way."

The man with golden eyes opened his eyes, with an impatient look in his eyes: "Is their coffin big? Put everyone else in it."

The woman outside heard this and was stunned for a moment: "They... don't have a coffin."

 She then noticed that the procession not far away looked like a funeral procession, but upon closer inspection, it was different.

At this moment, a lazy voice came.

“Is that Venerable Fengliu ahead?”

When the golden-eyed man heard this, he immediately smelled a strange smell.

However, as a new **** and still in an occupied area, he was very bold: "Speak."

"Our funeral procession is missing a core figure. I wonder if you could condescend to be a corpse?" The voice was light and airy, with a sense of refusal.

 These words echoed outside the city.

 Officials waiting outside were stunned.

These are not mourners, they are here to cause trouble!

Ji Ji is also a little confused, who is this... so brave!

 In today's occupied area, everyone in the ancient gods is in danger. How can any ancient **** come to control Feiwu City?

 He looked at the funeral procession with a strange look in his eyes.

 “How brave!” The immortal chariot of the Fengliu Venerable exploded with his furious voice, and the burning woman in his arms also exploded into **** pieces.

He glared at the crowd in front of him, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "Send your name, I won't kill unknown people!"

"Qingshui Village, Origin Tianzun." Qi Yuan said leisurely, "Okay, can you lend me your body?"

At this time, Wang Chunfeng heard this and became bolder: "If you dare to be rude to the gods, you are seeking death!"

 This is his best chance to perform!

  I didn’t realize that Lord God still had a chance to win. Are you ready to beat Xiao Xiao to death?

 Unexpectedly, at this moment, Venerable Fengliu, who originally seemed to be preparing to show off his power, shouted loudly.

“I have memorized your name. My brother-in-law will not let you go!”

Venerable Fengliu put down his harsh words and chose to run away. Although he didn't smell danger, in this case, it was better to run away.

Venerable Fengliu ran away, shocking Wang Chunfeng's jaw.

Qi Yuan looked at the running Venerable Fengliu and couldn't help but sigh: "The pomp is bigger than mine. I thought he was a hero. I never thought he was a bear."

As Qi Yuan sighed, four true gods suddenly appeared in front of Venerable Fengliu.

These four true gods are clearly the four Arhats.

They are Happy Arhat, Long-Eyebrow Arhat, Gatekeeper Arhat and Happy Arhat respectively.

 Four Arhats who stepped on the sky came and blocked Venerable Fengliu's retreat.

 “I’ll lend you your body!”

 The four Arhats spoke at the same time, their voices sounding like thunder.

Seeing these four arhats, Venerable Fengliu's expression froze: "All the ancient gods from Feiling Palace are here? No, you are not the ancient gods from Fengling Palace!"

These four Arhats are not any of the ancient gods in his memory.

 The four Arhats were too lazy to talk nonsense with Venerable Fengliu and took action at the same time.

 Arhat Fist!

 This is both a boxing technique and a magical power.

 Eight fists attacked Venerable Fengliu, and Venerable Fengliu felt endless pressure.

 Although he opened four spiritual orifices.

Logically speaking, with one divine acuity and one step in the sky, he can easily defeat four enemies.

 But among the four people in front of him, he felt that even facing one of them would be difficult.

"Who are you?" Feng Liuzun shouted, struggling to hold on.

 These four, if they grow up, will definitely become great masters.

 Moreover, he is not just an ordinary Great Master.

 The four Arhats didn’t even bother to pay attention to Venerable Fengliu.

 The four of them formed one body and punched Venerable Fengliu one after another.

 The surrounding area continues to collapse.

The heart realm is very stable, and an ordinary Yin Shen can only destroy a city with a full blow.

Had it not been for an Arhat to protect them, the fight between several true gods would have affected them.

At this time, Venerable Fengliu was fighting while trying to persuade them to surrender.

“Your talents are second to none even among our New God camp. Why should you serve the Ancient Gods?”

Venerable Fengliu is telling the truth.

 “I’ll lend you your body!” The four Arhats were indifferent to Venerable Fengliu’s persuasion to surrender and repeated what Qi Yuan had said before.

 The fighting became more and more fierce and then reached a fever pitch.

Venerable Fengliu was anxious and thinking about ways to break the situation.

 The only way to break the situation is to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

There are four true gods here. The guardian **** of Qingshui Village must be short of money. There is only one true **** protecting the others.

He sneaked over and captured Qi Yuan in an instant, and he was able to survive this disaster.

Venerable Fengliu fought on his way to Qi Yuan.

"It's too slow. If this continues, it will probably delay the opening of the banquet." Qi Yuan looked at the confrontation between the true gods and felt bored, "Four Heavenly Kings, you..."

 Qi Yuan said half of what he said, but he didn’t say it anymore because there was no need to say it.

At this time, Venerable Fengliu's spiritual power suddenly surged and he rushed towards Qi Yuan crazily.

There was a smug smile in his eyes: "I have experienced the divine war and walked out of the fight. How can you, the pampered natives, fight with me?"

 He rushed towards Qi Yuan, extremely proud.

 “Tianzun, be careful!”

 “Tianzun, be careful!”

 Following Venerable Fengliu's voice, suddenly, the four heavenly kings stood in front of Qi Yuan.

 Four beauties, each one of them is a true **** in terms of strength.

 The four heavenly kings took action, and the remaining twelve arhats were like stacks of arhats, protecting Qi Yuan.

The auras exuded by these Arhats are also true gods.

Seeing this scene, the smile in Venerable Fengliu's eyes froze. He swallowed hard, a little in disbelief.

"kill!"

 Sixteen true gods took action at the same time.

The sound of pipa, the sound of umbrellas turning, the sound of bells, all kinds of sounds filled the air.

Venerable Fengliu then saw twelve pairs of iron fists rushing towards his face.

"No!"

 Powerful divine power swept across.

 Encountering an attack that was too powerful, Venerable Feng Liu's divine orifice was shattered in an instant.

However, the Iron Fist continues.

Venerable Fengliu’s divine orifices could not be sustained and were broken into pieces.

Looking at Venerable Fengliu’s miserable appearance, Qi Yuan couldn’t help but sigh: “If you had lent me your body earlier, it wouldn’t have been so miserable.

Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll let your soul sit on the table and have a feast. "

Following Qi Yuan's sigh, Venerable Fengliu was beaten to death by an iron fist.

How could a young man like Venerable Fengliu be able to withstand the iron fists of a dozen burly men?

 Qi Yuan had a smile in his eyes and looked at the officials outside the city.

Those officials were all confused at this moment.

 They looked at Qi Yuan with deep fear in their eyes.

Venerable Feng Liu was actually killed!

 And... by twenty true gods!

 Feiling Mansion, where are there so many true gods?

"The banquet is open." Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold look, "Kill all those who were going to help the evil **** just now, just in time...the banquet will be open for one more day."

Following Qi Yuan's voice, the Arhat subduing the dragon and the Arhat crouching against the tiger rushed into the crowd, as if they were in a deserted land.

 In an instant, there was a burst of screams, cries, and wailing.

 Officials who were aloof before and regarded all living beings like ants are as fragile as paper in the hands of the Arhat who subdues the dragon and the Arhat who subdues the tiger.

Qi Yuan looked at Ji, and his voice became lazy again: "I'll give you a task."

Him, otherwise you would be nervous in your heart and say with a stern face: "Your Majesty, please speak!"

In front of you is an ancient god. He has great admiration for the ancient **** who dares to stand up for Feiwu City.

“We came all the way to Feiwu City just to hold a banquet for Venerable Fengliu.

 We have the chef, mourning team, and band together, but we didn’t bring any food.

 Go and get ready and bring some food. "Qi Yuan said casually.

 The villagers behind him became very appetitive when they heard that the banquet was about to begin.

 The happiest thing for them following Qi Yuan was having a banquet.

 Longji was a little confused otherwise, and finally nodded: "Okay!"

He didn't know the patron saint of Qingshui Village, but he felt that he was definitely not just holding a banquet.

 This move must have a profound meaning!

“The Heavenly Lord of Origin is here, and the people of Feiwu City...have a table to eat.” Qi Yuan looked at Ji Buruo’s back and the majestic city in front, and suddenly felt something.

 Qi Qi stood aside, her eyes excited, but deep down there was a hint of loss.

It is a pity that in Tianfu... and other cities, those innocent people who died tragically at the hands of the evil **** did not have the opportunity to eat the evil god's table.

Qi Qi decided that she would eat well and eat it on behalf of all the people of Tianfu who died in the war.

Qi Yuan took Venerable Feng Liu's storage bag with his hand and glanced at it casually: "If I had met him a few months earlier, he would still be qualified to be my Bai Yueguang, but now...that's it?"

Of course, there are no good items in the storage bag, but the evil spirit's power and experience bar are increasing.

 This is also a very good harvest.

However, Qi Yuan's eyes paused slightly when he saw something.

In the storage bag, there is a broken pair of armor. The armor is riddled with holes and there are still bright blood stains on it.

 On the armor, Qi Yuan felt a familiar aura.

“Wenqi, is this... your grandfather’s armor?”

 Qi Yuan waved his hand, and the tattered armor appeared in front of everyone.

 The power of the evil spirit spreads and flows in the armor. It can be predicted how tragic the original battle was.

ps: There is another chapter at two and a half.

  

  

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