Chapter 162: If the mountain is not high, the immortal will be famous; if the water is not deep, the dragon will be spiritual.
In fact, after the teaching has ended, No. 18 no longer has the power to command the great philosopher. There is no superior and subordinate relationship between the black soul messengers, and all the black soul messengers are just under the management of You Ye.
At most, the relationship between them is just that of senior and junior. What's more, Dazhe is still the black soul in charge of Zhanlu Sword. Naturally, No. 18 will not treat him as an ordinary black soul messenger among them.
"No, it's my own business." Regarding Dazhe's offer of acquaintance, No. 18 calmly refused, "Besides, I remember that you should be looking for the master, right? Why are you here?"
"Some magical things happened and it took me a long time." Dazhe shrugged, "Besides, my boss gave me half a day off."
Half a day off?
No. 18's face covered by the black mist was slightly surprised. She couldn't guess for a moment whether this so-called holiday was the same type of holiday as she knew. It's just that the black soul messengers are strictly speaking independent individuals.
Apart from the common point of looking for financial backers from the club, the entire group of Black Soul Messengers can be described as self-defeating.
In the past, when there were many black soul messengers, there were many examples of some black soul messengers who never exchanged a word before they died.
"Really, then you should cherish it." No. 18 nodded.
"Yes, so I prepared some things." Dazhe smiled, then glanced at the bag in his hand.
No. 18 took a look and found that there were some ingredients inside. She shook her head. Black Soul can survive without food. In her opinion, Dazhe was wasting his time. "Whatever you want, as long as I don't disturb you."
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"Understood." Dazhe nodded.
At this time, he felt like he was returning home, and naturally he didn't pay much attention to what No. 18 wanted to do. He said hello to No. 18, and a twisted spiral appeared behind him, and the big
Zheye walked step by step towards the whirlpool.
No. 18 watched quietly, and she could clearly feel what was going on with this twisted vortex... This was the power of the new boss. It might be a one-time one-way transmission, or it might be a one-time two-way transmission back and forth.
But it was enough for No. 18 to experience a lot of things.
She even couldn't help but have this thought: Sure enough, it was because she was the direct descendant of the new boss that she received special care... and so did the idiot Taiyinzi.
"Oh, by the way, this is for you!" Just when Mo was about to enter the whirlpool, Dazhe suddenly stopped, reached out and dug into the bag, and then something was thrown towards No. 18.
She subconsciously took it, took a look, and asked in surprise: "What is this?"
"Small cake." Dazhe said casually.
No. 18 said calmly: "I know. I ask you why you gave me this kind of thing? Black souls don't need to eat."
Dazhe waved his hand, and his figure slowly disappeared in the whirlpool, and the twisted whirlpool also disappeared quickly. Only Dazhe's voice finally came, "Didn't you say that last time you and Dazhu were in the park?
Is it your birthday? Actually, I don’t know if it is, but we are colleagues after all. I don’t know when your birthday is, so just treat it as that day. It’s okay to treat you to a piece of cake. Just treat it as a good relationship.
Well, after all, we all work for the boss. Moreover, I just remembered this matter, so you..."
No. 18 could not hear clearly what was said later because the whirlpool had disappeared.
She looked at the small package of cake in her hand. Whether it was before or after becoming the Dark Soul Messenger, this was the first time she received such an insincere thing.
The dark soul on No. 18's face kept rolling, as if to indicate that her expression at the moment was gloomy and uncertain.
Finally, she raised her hand and threw the little cake out, snorting coldly, "It's so boring!"
It's just that the little cake was falling downstairs, and at the moment it was about to land on the street, it suddenly rose upwards, reversing the path that made Newton angry, and finally fell into the hands of No. 18 again.
"For the sake of you being the successor of Zhan Lujian, don't call me unkind in the future." The voice of No. 18 seemed very unhappy, and finally he incorporated this thing into his black robe.
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Loosening the scarf around his neck, the handsome young man walked out of the twisted whirlpool and arrived at the door of a unit in a semi-new western-style building.
The young man took a deep breath and arranged his clothes. At the same time, his young appearance began to mature and gradually took shape, now that he looked more than ten years older.
He knocked gently on the door.
"Who is it? Please wait a moment!" A woman's voice came from the house.
He then said loudly: "Sister-in-law Lin! It's me, Gan Jing! I bought vegetables, let me cook for you!"
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Zixing observed the True Dragon Saint in Zixing Land. After she carefully stated her experience in Yan Wuyue, even so, she still told the story about the animal skin map she finally found in Nagato's house.
Hidden.
Because the other party is the True Dragon Saint, Zixing will naturally not look at the other party with the same eyes as an ordinary little girl. However, can this True Dragon Saint relieve some of his confusion?
"Well...according to what you said, Izanagi and Izanami actually appeared in Yan Wuyue's world..." Long Xiruo touched his chin with one hand, seemingly lost in thought.
Zixing didn't bother him in any way.
Long Xiruo said slowly: "These two guys are the gods of incense and fire who first grew up on Fusang Island. They can be regarded as the incarnation of the indigenous people's wish on Fusang Island. They are not particularly strong when it comes to being strong, and they are not necessarily weak when it comes to being weak.
If they unite, there will be some threats. But if everything you said is true, I have some speculations about the disappearance of the gods in Fuso Kingdom and the decline of Shinto."
"How do you say this?" Zi Xing frowned.
Long Xiruo said calmly: "You should know that the rules of this world exclude all extraordinary things, right? The more powerful you are, the more extraordinary you will be suppressed."
Zixing looked solemn and said: "The end of the law..."
"Yes, and no." Long Xiruo shook his head, "To be precise, this can be regarded as a kind of struggle of the world's instinct. Because extraordinary existences have always been devouring the resources of the main world. In the face of predators, who would not
Will you resist? There are many pantheons in the present world, but they have all disappeared in the long river of history. The most famous one is the Twilight of the Gods in the Western system."
"According to what the Saint said, is it possible that the Twilight of the Gods is driven by the will of the Lord in this world?" Zi Xing opened her mouth in surprise.
"I'm just speculating." Long Xiruo shook his head, "However, different divine systems have disappeared or fallen one after another, and even the gate of the underworld in our country has been closed. Now the demon clan is also showing signs of collapse, and they have to use help.
Humanity's destiny is to survive, and many of these factors are irrelevant. I don't think so."
Speaking of this, Long Xiruo suddenly looked at Zi Xing and said, "What flourishes must decline. No matter what it is, even if it is a so-called divine body, as long as it has not transcended, it will eventually be unable to escape the five declines of heaven and man. Some people don't want to die in the true sense.
, they can only try their best to completely separate themselves from the main world as much as possible, in order to find a corner. But after all, these guys plundered countless resources from the main world at the beginning, and marked themselves as the main world early. Now,
How easy is it to make a real cut?"
"Her Highness the Saint, is she saying that Izanami's Yan Wuyue world is just to sever the connection with the Lord's present world?" Zi Xing came to his senses.
"It stands to reason that it should be." Long Xiruo was puzzled: "But if you had this intention, why did you open it again and suck you in more? The movie theater...could there be someone else behind this?
Push quietly.”
"Your Highness the Saint, do you know if there is a transcendent person who has succeeded in this world?" Zi Xing suddenly asked.
"Maybe, maybe not." Long Xiruo shook his head again: "I... Because the real dragon originated from the Divine Dragon Vein, it can be said that it is completely tied to the Lord's present world, and there is no possibility of separation. Once the Divine Dragon Vein is separated from the Lord's present world,
It will perish... If there is a place where transcendent people gather, how can I go there..."
Her voice has gradually become deeper. Zixing heard the great helplessness contained in these words, and fell silent at the moment. Regarding the matter of detachment, there are also vague records among the Greedy Wolf clan. This is not her first time.
I heard it, but also felt heavy.
"It is said that Penglai can make people become immortals and transcend heaven and earth." Zi Xing looked at the other party coldly, "It is also said that the first true dragon in China came out of Penglai..."
"I know what you want to ask." Long Xiruo frowned, "But I advise you to give up this idea. To tell you the truth, regarding the origin of the first generation of true dragons, there is nothing in the true dragon inheritance.
The so-called first true dragon originated from Penglai, whether it is true or not, even if it is me...this true dragon is from the family, don't talk about outsiders."
She changed her position and seemed to feel more comfortable. She looked at Zixing again and said slowly: "Many years ago, there was a Tanlangxing in the Greedy Wolf Clan who was extremely talented and had a heart as high as the sky. He once wanted to know this secret.
, so I met the true dragon of the same generation... After that battle, I believe you also know what happened to the greedy Wolf Star who was like a genius, right? I think this part cannot be recorded by inheritance. "
But Zixing did not give up and said: "But Your Highness the Saint, can you only watch the demon clan being consumed by this world and eventually become completely extinct?"
"I have no choice." Long Xiruo sighed: "If this is really the case, then we can only comply with God's will. Nowadays, humanity is prosperous, and the luck borrowed by the demon clan from humanity can still make the demon clan
It will survive for a long time. As for whether there will be a solution in the future, no one can say for sure. So, you don’t have to worry too much. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
"It is said that the top of Mount Tai was the place where Penglai last appeared." Zi Xing took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness the Saint, for countless years, the monks from China and our ancient demon clan have held a memorial ceremony on Mount Tai every ten years.
You said... is it just a futile effort?"
Long Xiruo was silent for a long time, looking at the young master of the Tanlang tribe who was still very young to her, and finally said softly: "The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there are dragons, it will be spiritual."
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"Your Highness the Saint?" Zi Xing seemed to have some realization, but as soon as his thoughts changed, he couldn't grasp anything.
"You go out, I'm a little tired." Long Xiruo shook his head, "There is a place for food in the back, and there is a kitchen. If you are hungry, you can make yourself something to eat."
Zixing knew that what this True Dragon Saint said so much today was extremely rare. Now that she had been kicked out, she was arrogant and had no intention of continuing to entangle her, so she bowed directly to Gongjin and slowly said
quit.
Long Xiruo looked at the closed door and suddenly murmured: "Everyone says Penglai is good, but who knows the suffering of immortals?"
She shook her head, sighed, glanced at the folded A4 paper, and immediately cursed: Damn it! How can I find it!!
Just when Long Xiruo was really planning to light up another cigarette to calm down her shock, there was suddenly another knock on the door outside.
"Who is it?!" She muttered impatiently, and then said in a bad tone: "Come in!"
The person who opened the door and came in was Zhui Feng who was looking around. Long Xiruo was stunned when he saw Zhui Feng coming in. Of course, Zhui Feng was also stunned. He originally thought Lord Long was here, but he didn't expect to see Lord Xiaolong.
Regarding Master Xiaolong, he had heard Mo Xiaofei mention it, and he had met him once or twice, but he didn't have much conversation with him.
"Zhui Feng? What do you want from me?" Long Xiruo asked subconsciously.
"Ah...I'm not! I'm here to see Lord Long. She's not here, so I won't bother you." Zhui Feng said and slowly wanted to leave.
But Long Xiruo hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, if you want to talk to her about anything, it's the same as telling me. She told me before she left, let me pay more attention to your matters! Just tell me!"
Regarding your matters... Zhui Feng doesn't know who you are referring to, but since he said this, Zhui Feng still stopped.
"That's right, Lord Xiaolong." Zhuifeng stepped forward, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked: "I originally planned to ask Lord Long for some knowledge about the ancient stars."
Long Xiruo was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously said: "Ancient star knowledge? Why do you want to learn this? The system of this thing is very complicated. If you don't have more than a hundred years of immersion, don't even think about getting started! You are young.
People, don’t aim too high, it’s the royal way to lay a solid foundation. You should cultivate your demonic power first and then talk about it!”
It seems that you are only that old... Zhui Feng moved his lips, as if he wanted to argue something, but he seemed to have some scruples, and finally nodded, "Okay, I understand."
Long Xiruo sighed, but suddenly remembered something. He stood up from the executive chair, stared at Zhui Feng and asked: "Wait, why do you suddenly want to learn the knowledge of ancient stars? Who told you
of?"
"I...I heard that." Zhui Feng hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt that he came here rashly, as if he was a little lacking in thinking.
Long Xiruo stared at Zhui Feng up and down for a while, then squinted her eyes again, as if to see through Zhui Feng. Then she frowned, a hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and then she fell silent.
"That...Master Xiaolong?"
"Chai Feng, right?" Long Xiruo sat down, "From today on, you and Mo Xiaofei will go to the training ground underground of the hospital to receive training!"
"scare??"
"Also, from now on, you need to keep a distance from Zi Xing!" Long Xiruo stared at Zhui Feng extremely seriously and said sternly: "Don't let me get in love!"
