The first thousand two hundred and eighteen chapters
The immortal took a deep breath.
"What does it smell like? It's so fragrant?"
He raised his head, his nose woke up first, found the direction from which the scent came, and then opened his eyes.
When he saw the little white fox nibbling on the goose head, his eyes widened and his stomach growled.
During the day, I only focused on drinking and only took a few bites of food.
"Shopkeeper, here, give me a dog's head," he greeted.
"This is a goose head."
"The geese you have here are too weird." The immortal muttered, "Then get a goose head."
"As always." Yu Sheng said, "You first pay for the food and drinks during the day."
"Eat it first and tie it later," the immortal said.
"That's not possible. In our inn, we always have a meal and a meal." Yu Sheng said.
"I am an immortal, can I still owe you money? Even if I don't give you money..." The immortal stood guard and glanced around, "Before I got drunk, I faintly heard that the son of King Donghuang and the son of God Killer were also here. The two of us were here.
I am a family friend, so he will help me pay for it."
As the immortal spoke, he couldn't help drooling, and said: "Quick, quick, I'm starving to death, please give me another bottle of wine."
Yu Sheng came back to his senses and looked at him, "The son of King Donghuang won't help you pay the bill."
When the immortal looked at Yu Sheng's face, he remembered that the son of King Donghuang looked like this.
"Oh, you are the son of King Donghuang. I am disrespectful to Yinxian. I am disrespectful." He stood up and handed over to Yu Sheng.
"Insidious?" The city lord muttered, this name was too ostentatious.
"It's not sinister, I'm an immortal, the kind of immortal who creates music." The immortal quickly corrected the city lord.
The city lord suddenly understood, and then asked him solemnly: "It turns out that you are a music immortal. I wonder who you were as the music saint of the Central Plains back then?"
"He is my ancestor." The immortal said proudly.
The city lord turned his head and said to Yu Sheng: "Kick him out."
"Huh?" The immortal and Yu Sheng were surprised at the same time.
"Kick him out. It was Yin Sheng who escaped from the battle in the first place, and that's why your father was defeated by the Xingtian warriors and was killed by the gods." The city lord said.
"No, no, no." The immortal waved his hand, "That's not the case."
Yu Sheng was also puzzled, "He said it was Yin Sheng who had diarrhea. He screamed for half a minute and went to find a place to relieve himself."
"Yes, yes, that's it." Yinxian said.
"That's unforgivable. The battle between the God Killer and the Xingtian Warrior is almost related to the victory or defeat of the sacred war. Is diarrhea more important than this battle?" Ye Zigao said.
"Yes, even if you pull your pants, you still have to stand your ground." Fu Nan said.
"Then, what if it's true that I really pooped my pants?" the immortal asked a little embarrassed.
"What?" Everyone looked at him.
The immortal simply gave up.
"Anyway, it's far, far away now, so I won't hide it from you."
The immortal moved a stool, squeezed between Fu Nan and Ye Zigao, and picked up a piece of old goose head for himself.
"The gods of the Central Plains are so despicable. The laxatives they administered were too strong. My ancestors were still able to hold on when they first defecated in their pants, but that thing was like the water of a great river."
"Stop it." Yu Sheng interrupted the immortal.
"We are eating, please skip this," Yu Sheng said.
"What's this?" The immortal ate it with gusto and didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.
However, he still followed suit and skipped this paragraph, "Seeing that a river is about to form beneath me, my ancestors can only solve this problem first, and then fight."
No one could have imagined that this solution would take a long time, and that the God-Slayer would have been defeated when he came back.
"This is the truth." The immortal said to the city lord.
"Then why is it reported that the Sound Saint has escaped before the battle?" the city lord asked.
"Hi." Fu Nan knows a lot about this.
He said, "If word spreads about escaping in battle, it will be a shame at most. If the truth is spread, it will not only be embarrassing, but the name of the Music Saint will also be lost."
"Yes, yes." The immortal said, "Shit Saint is absolutely undesirable."
They spent the rest of their lives looking at him together.
"You are really an unfilial son." Yu Sheng said.
At most, they feel that this name has to be lost, but the descendants can just find a good name for their ancestors.
"Is the misunderstanding resolved now?" the immortal smiled.
He pointed at the city lord, "Who is this girl?"
"My wife is a sword fairy." Yu Sheng said.
"Oh, your wife is really a sword fairy." The immortal hurriedly handed over to the city lord, "I am also an immortal. It is fate that the two immortals met here."
"Go, who is destined to be with you?" Yu Sheng said angrily.
There is no shortage of anything in the Eastern Wasteland, not even immortals.
"You pay for the food and drinks for the day first." Yu Sheng said.
"Who among us is following whom? According to seniority, you are still my old man, and this is my old lady. Talking about money is too vulgar in our relationship." The immortal waved his hand.
"Screw you, uncle, you dare to eat for free here?" Yu Sheng said.
"My uncle should be your son." the immortal said.
"It's determined by seniority, you changed it for me." Yu Sheng said, it's okay for him to be an old man, but for an old lady, he just called the city lord old.
The city lord has been unhappy these days because he is pregnant and out of shape. Isn't this grandson causing trouble?
"That's not possible." The immortal said very seriously, "The issue of seniority is very serious and cannot be taken lightly."
He looked at the city lord, "Old lady, where are you from?"
The city lord rolled his eyes and said, "I won't charge you for the meal. Don't call me old lady."
"Yes." The immortal agreed happily.
Yu Sheng looked at him and said that he was very serious about his promise and couldn't be careless?
"Where are you from, aunt?" The immortal turned a blind eye to Yu Sheng's gaze and continued to ask using another title.
"What's there to ask? It's none of your business." Yu Sheng blocked him with words.
He was afraid that after the city lord answered, the immortal would bring up the topic of Chang'an City and reminisce about the past, which would arouse the city lord's sadness.
"As you said, we will fight side by side in the future. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we be victorious in every battle." The immortal said.
For the rest of his life, he was helpless. He had seen uneducated immortals before, but this was the first time he had seen such an uneducated immortal.
"We are not enemies. We know each other well." Yu Sheng said.
"Yes, we are comrades-in-arms, so we know each other well." said the immortal.
Yu Sheng was stunned, what this guy said made sense.
"Who wants to fight side by side with you? Let me tell you, I am not going to go to the muddy waters of the Central Plains now." Yu Sheng said.
Even if we go to the Central Plains, that will only happen after the girl comes out.
However, it would be okay to open an inn first.
When the time comes, put a word "sword" on the inn and stay in the inn to amuse the gods of the Central Plains.
They are left with no choice but to live or die, which makes them happy just thinking about it.
"No." The Immortal was anxious, "The Central Plains is now full of hunger and death, and the people are living in dire straits, waiting for us to save..."
"No." Yu Sheng stopped him, "The saints can't handle it, so just the two of us can save them from dire straits?"
"This is different."
"What's the difference?"
"The saints are all people with both talent and virtue. They are responsible for sowing the seeds, and our task is to make them sprout. We have all the abilities and talents. Now it is time to rise up and let the seeds sown by the saints sprout. We will become famous.
Thousands of chances." said the immortal.
I will taste it for the rest of my life.
"No, are you going to accuse me of being immoral after cooperating with your grandson?" Yu Sheng replied coldly.
"It's us who are immoral." The immortal corrected Yu Sheng.
"Go away, you are immoral, don't drag me into immorality." Yu Sheng said.
"Don't you understand this?" The Immortal said, "Now in the Central Plains, if you are not immoral and abide by the etiquette of a gentleman, you will never be able to achieve great things."
"Besides, those demon gods are much more wicked than us. To deal with these wicked people, you have to be even more wicked to succeed." The immortal said.
He picked up Fu Nan's wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hey, this is mine." Fu Dong said.
"I am an immortal." The immortal replied to him.
"You are an immortal and I despise you." Fu Nan said politely.
The immortal ignored him and continued to say to Yu Sheng: "Now a group of people has emerged in the Central Plains. They are called the God-killer Alliance after your father's name. They are now using unscrupulous methods to deal with the gods of the Central Plains, and they are quite effective.
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"What kind of wickedness?" Yu Sheng was curious.
"They secretly used cold guns to kill many demons and monsters, and hid them like mice. The gods of the Central Plains wanted to seek revenge on them but they couldn't find them. They almost made the gods of the Central Plains mad to death." said the Immortal.
Not only that, many people in the Central Plains were inspired by them and joined their ranks who were secretly shooting.
The gods of the Central Plains were tortured unspeakably.
"However, when I came to the Central Plains, the gods of the Central Plains came up with a way to deal with these people." The immortal said.
"What method?"
"Use one person to control another!" said the immortal.
When he came, he heard that the gods of the Central Plains were recruiting martial artists from the Central Plains, Northern Wasteland, and Eastern Wasteland to form a team to defeat these people.
"They want to make people kill each other." The immortal said earnestly, "Shopkeeper Yu, if we don't take action, humanity will really be doomed."
Hearing this, Yu Sheng frowned.
The people, monsters, and gods of the Central Plains are very good at playing, and they use all these tactics and strategies.
However, even when talking about this, Yu Sheng's answer to the immortal is still to shake his head.
If the immortal continues to speak, I will stop him for the rest of my life.
Yu Sheng said: "My top priority now is to ascend to the position of King of Zhonghuang, defeat those giants, or take them as my own."
"But Zhongyuan..."
"Do you still want to experience another sacred war and let the giants join forces with the gods of the Central Plains to defeat us?" Yu Sheng looked at him, "Especially since the Xingtian warrior has found his own head and regained his sanity, no longer looking like a headless person.
Flies are scurrying everywhere."
The immortal stopped talking.
What Yu Sheng said was reasonable. The original Holy War was due to the variable Xingtian Warriors, which accelerated the defeat of the human race.
If we want to reignite the war now, we can only eliminate the Xingtian Warriors first to avoid future worries.
The only question is, "But, are we the opponents of the giants?" said the immortal.
His idea was to use cold guns, wait for opportunities, and usually hide in the dark. This was the way to deal with the gods and monsters in the Central Plains.
If it comes to dealing with giants, the Immortal has no confidence.
"Don't be afraid, it's not me here?" Yu Sheng said proudly, "To tell you the truth, there is already a group of giants who are about to be taken under my command."
When the immortal heard this, his eyes lit up, but he was still dubious.
If a giant helps, it will naturally be even more powerful, but it was the son of King Donghuang who said this to him.
It is well known that the giant has a grudge against the King of the East Wilderness. Will the giant surrender to Yu Sheng's army and lose his mind?
"What you said is wrong." Ye Zigao said, "Those giants have not lost their minds, they have no brains at all."