The young man put down his hands and stared at Yu Sheng with a look of pride on his face.
"And I am a follower of the God-Slayer, the only descendant of the God-Slayer in the world, and I am nicknamed the Sword God." He pointed at himself.
Sword God?
Taking a step back for the rest of his life, is this a young man who has replaced the bones of a saint with his own body, and then become a generation of swordsmen?
This man has set a new record for the human race to become an immortal, and will be recorded in history forever.
But for the rest of my life, I shamelessly thought, could I have broken the record of human beings becoming gods?
Regarding this relationship, Yu Sheng gave up and said, "Disrespectful, disrespectful, it turns out he is the descendant of the God Killer."
Being complimented like this by Yu Sheng, Shi Jingtian smiled from ear to ear, "Low-key, low-key."
"As the young master who owns the Four Seas and the Eastern Wilds, Alliance Leader Yu is even more remarkable. We all need to keep a low profile."
He asked the brother next to him to give up his seat and asked Yu Sheng to sit down. When Yu Sheng raised his feet, he bumped into an old man's bamboo cage.
The bamboo cage is not very high, but the things inside are so heavy that they won't move at all when Yu Sheng touches it.
This made Yu Sheng take a curious look, and he was surprised to find that the giant inside had a baby-like shadow.
Without waiting for Yu Sheng to take a closer look, the old man suddenly moved the bamboo cage away, leaving only an afterimage of Yu Sheng.
"This brother has a weird temper, Alliance Leader Yu, don't let him go outside." Shi Jingtian poured a glass of wine for Yu Sheng, "They are all followers of the God Killer."
Only then did Yu Sheng have time to look at Shi Jingtian's men. Apart from the beard, there were two people carved out of the same mold.
If I hadn't measured it from side to side for a long time and then rubbed my eyes to confirm, I would have thought that I was dazzled.
The last one was the old man. Except for his cold face and a slight stoop, he was no different from ordinary people.
Not entirely true, his eyes were very cloudy, and the whites of his eyes were covered with a layer of gloom like deathly gray.
"To be honest, Alliance Leader Yu, we are members of the God-Slayer Alliance. I am incompetent, so I will temporarily serve as Alliance Leader." Shi Jingtian pulled Yu Sheng's gaze back.
"What, the God-Killer Alliance?" Yu Sheng leaned back subconsciously. He was now considered a demigod.
"Yes." Shi Jingtian didn't see Yu Sheng's actions and raised his head again, "We are determined to follow the steps of the saint's son, the God Killer, and crusade against those who once made us cry and bleed, and still oppress and enslave us in the Central Plains.
of gods.”
"The son of the saint has given us revelation that God will bleed, and God will also be afraid."
"Only by making the gods bow their heads can we make all the demons surrender and lead the human race to glory." Shi Jingtian became more and more excited as he spoke.
"For the glory of the human race, for the glory of the Godslayer." At this point, Shi Jingtian raised his fist.
"Glory, glory, glory." The people who followed him shouted.
The old man with gloomy eyes was no exception, his eyes even burst out with enthusiasm.
Yu Sheng looked at them in surprise, as if he had seen a fan who wanted to give birth to a monkey for his idol in his previous life. He was very alert and stayed away from them.
Shi Jingtian lowered his head and saw Yu Sheng retreating.
He said proudly: "Young Master has an extraordinary background, so he must not understand our respect for the God-Slayer."
"He is like our prophet, our teacher, and even our father, guiding us forward in a secret way."
"So, please don't laugh, Mr. Yu." Shi Jingtian still looked proud.
Facing the rest of his life as the son of God, he made no secret of his admiration for the God-killer.
"Not funny, not funny." Yu Sheng said, "Actually, I also admire the Godslayer very much. I even worshiped his god when I was a child."
The so-called shrine is a memorial tablet erected in memory of a person whom people believe in and worship after his or her death.
Many ghosts draw the power of faith and become gods through this, and the god of agriculture is his friend for the rest of his life.
This made Yu Sheng remember that it had been a long time since he sat down and had a good drink with the Goddess of Agriculture.
As for worshiping the God-killer, this is not a lie either.
After all, he is the strongest person in the human race. People in the world often pay homage to him during the New Year and festivals, praying for the demons and ghosts to retreat and keep their homes safe.
Those who worshiped together were King Donghuang and King Xihuang, and those doing business were King Nanhuang.
However, at the inn, only the eighteenth generation of the Yu family's ancestors were worshipped.
At that time, Yu Sheng didn't know that his mother was the King of Donghuang, and he was deeply afraid that one day he would be taken away by some monster.
So Yu Sheng invited the kings of the East Wilderness, the King of the South Wilderness and the Godslayers back, but was thrown out by Lao Yu before they could pay their respects.
Now it seems that it is indeed inappropriate to worship them for the rest of my life, especially the King of Nanhuang.
Judging from his mother's friendship with King Donghuang, it seems that you can't get rich just by paying homage to him, but by robbing him.
"Leader Yu also worships the God Killer?" Shi Jingtian felt even more proud now, "Then things will be easier to handle."
"What, what?" Yu Sheng looked at him puzzled.
"The ancient god who was resurrected but went crazy will arrive at the alliance leader's territory in half a month. Doesn't alliance leader Yu not know about it?" Shi Jingtian said.
"I know that." Yu Sheng said. He had been a little worried about this matter recently, but he wasn't too worried.
If it doesn't work, just pull over King Donghuang. The Supreme God doesn't even need to use his hands to deal with an ancient god.
"Leader Yu, how about we join hands to kill this crazy ancient god?" Shi Jingtian made a gesture of wiping his neck.
I was shocked for the rest of my life, my mother, the King of Donghuang, these god-killers have great ambitions.
But the free thugs don’t have to go in vain. “After we cooperate, who of us will listen to whom?”
"Hey, you are the young master of Donghuang, and I am the leader of the alliance. Of course, we have something to discuss." Shi Jingtian said.
For the rest of my life, I didn't understand for a while whether his identity as the young master of the East Wilderness outweighed his identity as the leader of the alliance.
"By the way, I am still the leader of the alliance." Yu Sheng emphasized.
"That's right, so we are not divided into superiors and inferiors. We will help each other when the time comes." Shi Jingtian's expression did not change.
It seems that the position of leader of the God Killer Alliance will be unavailable for the rest of my life.
Not only that, Shi Jingtian also suggested: "Leader Yu, do you want to join our God-Killer Alliance to kill gods and lead the human race back to the age of saints?"
It's rare in my life to meet someone stupider than him. "My mother is a god, and I am also half a god."
"You are different." Shi Jingtian waved his hand, "During the Battle of Saints, King Donghuang was on the side of the human race."
Yu Sheng pouted because the headquarters of King Donghuang was on the sea, and it was none of her business to turn the wasteland into a mess. She was happy to watch the excitement.
"That's not necessary." Yu Sheng waved his hand, he was not that stupid to go against a group of gods.
Shi Jingtian was about to speak again when he saw someone coming in at the door. He took a closer look and was stunned.
Yu Sheng looked back and was shocked. He stood up like his butt was burning, "You..."
Standing in front of him is a skeleton, wearing a robe and a bamboo hat, with a long sword on each side of his waist.
"Shopkeeper, stay at the hotel." The skeleton stretched out his pale palm, with a bank certificate on it.
Yu Sheng, who was still surprised, immediately closed his mouth and said, "Sir, please come inside, coconut cake, and some good tea."
Yu Sheng ordered, and the person quickly took the money over.
The skeleton retracted its hand, thinking that what the ghost saint said was true. As long as you have money, you can stay in a hotel with only a skull.
However, Ye Zigao was a little embarrassed. He pulled Yu Sheng back and said, "Shopkeeper, wouldn't it be a waste to serve good tea?"
Yu Sheng looked back and saw that it was true, but he turned around and urged Ye Zigao again.
Waste is waste, and it is better to sell the tea than to take away the extra money when leaving.