Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapters, the only one who has not died through the ages, only I am unparalleled
A group of worshipers reacted and realized that they had been deceived, and they were all furious. In fact, they had doubts in the first place, but in order to obtain the orthodox inheritance of Ji Shi Dao, they couldn't help but "worship" in excitement.
Seeing that the situation was not good and that the worshipers were "rebelling", the chamber pot quickly spoke to appease the worshipers, promising to bestow blessings on the worshipers and even some inheritance related to the way to save the world.
"Really?" All the worshipers were doubtful.
"Of course it's true." The chamber pot said confidently: "Only the best people can become the real Taoist masters of the world. Even if the others fail, they will still be blessed in the end..."
"What is the best person?" someone asked.
"The qualifications are unique, the talent is astonishing, there is no one like it before, and there will be no one like it in future generations." The chamber pot replied.
Xia Mang was slightly startled. This statement was really... domineering. If this was true, perhaps he could really be worthy of being called the best person.
"Isn't that... unparalleled throughout the ages?" Li Zhanye muttered, "What a loud tone!"
"Hmph! What do you know?"
The chamber pot heard what Li Zhanye said, snorted coldly, and said: "If you are not unparalleled throughout the ages, how can you be recognized by the inheritance of Jishi Dao, how can you become the new Jishi Dao master and compete with the heroes of all the worlds?"
"Competing with the heroes of all the worlds?" People looked at each other, their tone was simply overwhelming!
"The Unparalleled One?"
At this time, Xia Mang spoke. He took a few steps forward, smiled at the chamber pot hanging in the door of Jishi Hall, and said, "So, this new Taoist Master of Jishi must be me."
Li Zhaiye was stunned. He really wanted to ask Xia Mang. You are so thick-skinned. You clearly just said you were not interested in the inheritance of the Taoist tradition.
"Oh? So confident?" The chamber pot's tone was a bit disdainful.
"I am the only one who is unparalleled throughout the ages!"
Xia Mang smiled and said, he has a handsome face, a green shirt with a sword on his back, and flying black hair. He has a good demeanor, which is inexplicably heartwarming. Even his enemies secretly know that this guy's appearance is indeed good.
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Unparalleled throughout the ages, I am the only one who is unparalleled!
In one word, show your invincible confidence!
This kind of Xia Mang was really aloof and refined, causing the women present to look sideways frequently. Even Yu Lingxiao, who had a bad relationship with Xia Mang, had her beautiful eyes flashing slightly with a strange luster.
The geniuses were moved, Xia Mang said so boldly, didn't he regard this inheritance of the world's Taoism as his own?
Behind the geniuses, a strange color flashed across the deep eyes of the Heavenly Demon King, and he said to himself: "I am the only one who is unparalleled throughout the ages... This boy has such great courage!"
"The Daxia royal family... is really hard to die!" He sighed with emotion.
"You're an interesting kid." The chamber pot seemed to be shocked. It paused for a moment, sneered a few times, and then said: "But I want to give you a piece of advice. Not everyone is qualified to say this."
Xia Mang didn't care about this. He squinted his eyes and asked, "What I want to know is what your so-called qualifications are based on."
The rest of the people were also curious, staring at the chamber pot. The potential root bone was too ethereal and illusory. What should be used as the criterion for judging? This really needs attention and cannot be ignored.
"Of course I am the Immortal Pot who has the final say." The Chamber Pot said in a very proud tone.
"You have the final say?" Xia Mang frowned.
"Of course I have the final say." Chamber Pot said matter-of-factly: "The Tao of Jishi is passed down to me. I shoulder heavy responsibilities and naturally have a pair of golden eyes. Otherwise, wouldn't I be entrusting the Tao of Jishi to someone else?"
Xia Mang chuckled, this damn chamber pot is not only a big liar and an old ruffian, but also extremely narcissistic.
"You all come forward one by one and let me see your qualifications and abilities." The chamber pot said: "If my fairy eyes are opened, there will be no mistakes and I will never bury you."
The geniuses were indifferent, but the worshipers looked at each other in confusion, ready to move.
"What are you waiting for? Why don't you come forward quickly?" The chamber pot shouted loudly, with quite a bit of authority.
A worshiper gritted his teeth and walked hundreds of steps to the edge of the ninth heavenly pass. This place was already very close to the Jishi Palace. He stood still, bowed slightly and said, "Please give me the Dharma, Master Xianhu."
"Well, let me take a look at this fairy pot." The chamber pot returned to emerald green, and a dark green mist rose up. After a while, it actually condensed into a human form.
He looked like a middle-aged man, about forty years old, in his prime. His face was strong and handsome, and he looked quite powerful. It must be said that his appearance was quite good. Of course, this did not include the cluster of green lights above his head.
of green hair.
"The mist transformed?!" people exclaimed.
However, the Demon King's expression was slightly condensed, and he said to himself: "The manifestation of the soul... well, it's not simple, it's not simple, is this really a fairy pot?"
The middle-aged man's body appears to be very solid, without any sense of illusion, but he still seems to be not satisfied with it, especially when he is staring at the green hair on his head, he is very dissatisfied and depressed.
People were speechless, with green hair... as if they were wearing a cuckold.
"I've been sleeping for so long, and I can't even manifest as I want. My long green hair... what the hell!" The middle-aged man cursed, looking quite depressed and dissatisfied.
"Master Xian Hu..." Seeing that Master Xian Hu seemed to have forgotten him, the worshiper quickly reminded him.
The green-haired middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the worshiper. The depths of his eyes were gleaming green, and at the same time, two deep green beams of light rushed out, like divine rays.
"Alas." Then, the green-haired middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.
"How is it?" the worshiper asked with a worried look on his face.
The green-haired middle-aged man looked at him with eyes full of pity, which made the worshipers even more uneasy, and asked in a low voice: "Master Xian Hu..."
"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear lies?" The green-haired middle-aged man interrupted him and asked before he could finish speaking.
This worshiper is speechless. How do you want me to answer this?
"Master Xianhu, please tell me the truth." The worshiper gritted his teeth and said.
"Since you said so, I have no worries about this Immortal Pot." The green-haired middle-aged man looked at him, the pity on his face became more intense, and said: "I have never seen a creature with worse qualifications than you.
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"..." The worshipers were stunned on the spot.
The rest of the people also looked at each other. What do you mean by "I have never seen a creature with worse qualifications than you"? This is too shocking. This worshiper is twenty-seven or eight years old, but he is already a strong man in the extraordinary realm. How can he be considered a powerful person?
He's a genius, is he really as bad as this green-haired middle-aged man says?
People were suspicious, thinking that the middle-aged man with green hair was trying to attack the worshiper.
The worshiper held the last glimmer of hope, looked at the middle-aged man with green hair, and said hopefully: "Master Xianhu..."
The green-haired middle-aged man sighed again, and floated in front of him, patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "Just take care of yourself for the rest of your life."