And the Great Witch of the Flood still couldn't understand.

This is why the exit came to find Zuo Changlu.

"What's going on? What do you think of this? It means that our brothers were ignored by the senior leaders of various races and did not regard us as opponents... It hurts too much self-esteem!"

The Great Witch of the Flood was very angry.

Why don't you look down on me?

Not so ignorant of people.

I am the number one expert in this life.

Zuo Changlu was very careful and twisted the white zi leisurely, and made up for a break, saying, "It's better to hurt your self-esteem than to hurt your life. I think it's good now."

"I don't believe you are not frustrated. Now, people not only don't treat us as dishes, but they also don't see us at all!"

The Great Witch of the Flood has never been ignored like this in his life, and he just feels that his lungs are about to explode.

And there is an indescribable puzzle: "The powerful people of all races are back. Where have the powerful people of our witch clan gone? And you should also have top bosses in the human race. Where have the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors gone?"

Zuo Changlu's face also showed distortion for the first time: "This... I really don't know..."

"Anyway...it's all...it's all the things that come out now seem confused and inexplicable."

"Indeed... in the long run, it's really not a problem."

Zuo Changlu got a son and said, "But I have to say that now, or the last period of self-diligence between the Star Soul Human Clan and the Wu Alliance, it makes sense that all races cannot see us. Whether we have high-end combat power or general level, we are far behind the races. This is an inconvenient reality. There are so many masters on the battlefield where the races fight. If you just pull out one, you will feel that it is not weaker than you and me... There are still many, many, many, much stronger than you and me. Based on this premise, why do people have us in their eyes?"

"Haha, it's just that we don't have a fruit position; and they have come from ancient times and have their own roots and feet. The fruit position of Daluo Golden Immortal has long been; and we are just Daluo scattered numbers and have not entered the true flow, so we cannot be considered the real Daluo Golden Immortal, that's all."

The Great Witch of the Flood was a little disdainful.

"Isn't the fruit position a Western religion?" Zuo Changlu's knowledge of this aspect is really not as good as that of the Great Witch of the Hongshui.

After all, after thousands of years of destruction, the things that the ancient human race could have been passed down have long been destroyed.

"more than."

Hongshui Dawu said: "Since ancient records, all practitioners who have achieved success in their cultivation and have survived the heavenly tribulation will receive rewards from heaven and temper their physical body and soul, which is considered to have attained the fruit position; the so-called heavenly immortals, golden immortals, and mysterious immortals... are all fruit positions, or a kind of recognition of the status of cultivation."

"A moment of thought arises, the heaven and earth are born and resonate, and white clouds naturally rise under your feet. The so-called clouds and fog are the methods of immortals, which are the methods of the immortals."

"Since the mainland split and the way of heaven is incomplete, we have lost some rules for evaluating higher practitioners... so that even if we have achieved success in our cultivation, we can fly thousands of miles in an instant, but there are no auspicious clouds rising under our feet. This is the essential difference between us and them."

The Great Witch of Hongshui sighed: "In terms of combat power, we may not be inferior to those of the same level of cultivators, but in terms of spiritual energy and immortal power, the power of the universe is far inferior, and the level is clear."

"For example, you can easily destroy a mountain now, but can you easily create a mountain out of nothing?"

“That’s the fundamental difference.”

After pushing the chessboard, the Great Witch of Hong Shui sighed: "I have tried my best to deal with it. God won't bless me. I lost this game of chess."

Everyone covered their faces speechless.

From the beginning of walking seven steps, you were pulled into a car... You were defeated clearly, and you still looked sighing...

I’m so embarrassed to say that God doesn’t bless me, what does this have to do with God or the way of heaven? Is this really determined by personal strength?

"I've eaten, will you drink some?" Zuo Changlu's face was full of energy and complacent.

The two consecutive games made him feel particularly happy, especially when he was playing against the Great Witch of the Hongshui.

"I just like your unyielding chess spirit!" Zuo Changlu sincerely praised.

This is a heartfelt word, and there is no falsehood.

I am afraid that I would have admitted defeat halfway through the same person, and it is absolutely impossible to win so much and show off my wishes.

"Drink some!"

The Witch Hong closed his eyes and focused his mind to think, where was the loss in this game of chess just now? What was the key step?

"Now this world is this chessboard."

Zuo Changlu comforted: "Now, all parties are playing chess, and the chess pieces are appearing on the stage, and we are not yet on the stage."

The Great Witch of Hongshui nodded and said, "I understand what you mean. We are the veterans, the commander, or two soldiers. Generally, we cannot act rashly before the emergency moment and consume it too early. The continent behind us has no barriers to speak of, and we can only let the mermaid meat."

Zuo Changlu was dumbfounded: Is this what I mean?

I want to say that our two tribes are not qualified to join the market at all. We need to study further and adapt to the prehistoric ancestral land as soon as possible...

But following the words of the Great Witch of Hongshui seems to be...a little reason?

That's when.

The Great Witch of the Flood suddenly frowned.

The left long road immediately raised his eyebrows.

Then everyone was alert...

But it's too late, or even if you are alert earlier, it's meaningless!

Because as a thick white mist poured in, and when the white mist dissipated, the scene had lost traces of the left long road and the flood witch.

"who?!"

Wu Yuting opened her momentum and blew up the void around her and shouted, "Who!?"

The void is silent, and there is no movement.

...

Zuo Changlu and Hongshui Dawu only felt a flash in front of him. When they came back to their senses, they found that they were already in a strange space. They sat upright, looked at each other with their eyes, and understood their hearts and their meanings.

This space was established by a master, and it cannot be broken by the power of two of you!

"Two lay Buddhists, polite."

In the void, the mist dissipated, and a Taoist in white walked slowly. This man looked kind and handsome, and had a tall figure.

And with his arrival, it seemed that the entire space was filled with bright and bright moon, and great compassion.

"Senior is polite."

The two stood up and greeted: "Dare you ask me, "Sir, your surname is honored? Where are you coming from? What do you want to bring me here?"

"I came from the western border, and saw that the red light cover was covered with luck, so I deliberately stopped for a while, intending to make a good relationship with the two lay Buddhists."

"Good fate?"

Zuo Changlu frowned and said, "Please also explain the reason and give it a name."

"Meeting together means being destined to be destined. The so-called name is just a code name. Why should two lay Buddhists be attached to false names?"

The Taoist in white smiled and said, "I just heard the two lay Buddhists talking about the difference between Daluo and Daluo Golden Immortal Fruit. I felt something in my heart and wanted to tell me a little bit."

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Chapter completed!