The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

In a private room of a high-end restaurant, Ye Feng looked helplessly at Li Daoru who was sitting at the table devouring.

"Master, your old man hasn't eaten for a few days."

"It must have been three or four days." Li Daoru picked up a large chopsticks with pickled vegetables and meat, stuffed them into his mouth and mumbled while chewing, "Modern people are so heartless. An old man fell down on the road. No one dared to help when it fell down, alas, I really couldn’t see it, so I went to help.”

"And then?" A bad thought faintly rose in Ye Feng's heart.

"Who would have thought that that stinky old woman would actually work for Pengci! There isn't even a camera there!" Li Daoru patted his thigh and lamented, "Master's money has been stolen, and he has been hungry for three or four days. I really can't stand it anymore. Suddenly remembered that you kid is still alive, haha, there is no limit to the road."

"..." Ye Feng was a little speechless towards himself as a superb master.

"I said, master, otherwise you can live in peace and stability for the elderly. This disciple earns a lot of money, so you can do whatever you want..."

"Nonsense!" Li Daoru slapped his chopsticks on the table, blew his beard and stared and said, "Do you think your master is old and useless? Tell you, master, I am at the best time of my life, and I don't need you to serve me! Just take care of yourself!"

Ye Feng was a little helpless. He had raised this issue with his master more than once, but every time he mentioned it, he would get angry with him.This time, he didn't even eat the rice. Ye Feng talked about it, and Li Daoru picked up the chopsticks again.

"Let me tell you, I didn't ask you to come here this time to grab your food. Let me ask you, did you receive the news about the ruins of the Southern Kingdom a few days ago?"

"Got it."

"Then are you going?"

"go."

"Hmph, boy, let me ask you, where is the bowl I gave you?"

"This..." Ye Feng just remembered that the alms bowl was still at home. He had put the alms bowl at home since the first time he went to Zulong's tomb, and after going through a series of things, he almost forgot about it.

"I knew it!" Li Daoru looked like he hated iron but steel, "Obviously Master has passed on all the good things to you, but you don't know how to cherish them, so you have to go far away to pursue some relics!"

"No, Master," Ye Feng said with a wry smile, "You have misunderstood me. I went to the southern country because of the needs of the country and also for the sake of world peace. Odin must not be allowed to become a god. How could I lose everything?"

"I believe you have a ghost." Li Daoru rolled his eyes, "Have you researched anything from the bowl for so long?"

"Yes, master. I have researched the realm above the demigod, you see!" Ye Feng said, showing his divine door to Li Daoru.

"That's about the same." Li Daoru nodded, and then sighed: "Every time the world changes, there will be a big crisis in the world. I can see that you have the ability to protect yourself, so I can rest assured as a teacher."

Ye Feng's heart moved, and he asked quickly: "Big crisis? Master, what do you mean by that?"

Li Daoru sighed again, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple, you know that there is reincarnation in the world, and the rise and fall of human nature, all of which are in line with the principle of the change of yin and yang. The world has been peaceful for too long, and it is time for a turbulent world to come."

"Impossible, master. Now all countries have nuclear deterrents, and the world economy is interconnected. Unless they want to destroy together, no country will dare to stir up a world war."

"No, disciple, your thinking is too simple. There may not be a world war between countries, but the battle of luck in martial arts will definitely break out."

"Luck?"

"That's right, the peak of martial arts is the god realm, but how can the god realm be so easy to break through? Only those with great luck are eligible to become gods. If you want luck, you have to grab it.

Especially now that it is different from ancient times, the way of heaven has changed, and it is impossible for this era to support the appearance of too many gods. I have done my calculations for my teacher. I am afraid that only two people will become gods in this life, and it is not surprising that only one will become a god in the end.

Disciple, haven't you noticed that there are several demigods that haven't appeared in the past hundred years, and now there are several in a row, and the number of masters who have entered the Tao is also the most in more than a hundred years. A sign of the coming of the world! "

Ye Feng was really shocked, he had never heard of this kind of statement before, and seeing Li Daoru's confident expression, he probably wasn't fooling Ye Feng.

"Master, doesn't this mean that the divine state cannot be achieved by human efforts?" Ye Feng asked.If it is not talent, hard work, or hard work that achieves the divine realm, but the so-called luck and the favor of heaven, it will be too shocking.

"Hey, apprentice, you have to know that when manpower is exhausted, the heaven and earth are endless. When one day you really achieve the state of the gods, you will find that what the gods control is actually the mighty power of the heavens and the earth."

"The mighty power of heaven and earth?" Ye Feng chewed the word, reminding him of the twelve golden men in the tomb of Zulong, who could use the strange energy there to exert a strength far beyond their own.At the time, Ye Feng thought it was caused by a special region, but now that he thinks about it, maybe it was a display of the power of the gods.

"And it's not that you don't need to work hard to achieve the divine realm. It's because people's potential has limits. When you reach the strongest under the gods, you will find that your own background is far from enough to support you to cross the hurdle of the divine realm, and The luck of heaven and earth is the only force to help you overcome this hurdle.

Therefore, one's own strength is essential to achieve the god realm, and the strong man of heaven and earth wants to compete for luck to become a god, and if he is not a demigod, he is not even qualified to participate. "

Li Daoru explained slowly.

"In that case, the biggest competitors are me, Odin, and Ye Nantian." Ye Feng thoughtfully said, "In this case, Ye Nantian and I will work together to kill Odin first, and then the two of us will discuss how to deal with it." How to become a god, very stable."

"It's not that simple!" Li Daoru said: "The world of great controversy is not a child's play. Under the influence of luck, many, many people will inevitably participate, whether they want to or not. And, do you really think Are you three and a half gods alone in this world?"

"Isn't it?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Of course not!" Li Daoru shouted abruptly.

"A Daoist master has a lifespan of more than 150 years. If he becomes a demigod, his lifespan will be increased to more than 500 years, while a real master of the divine sect has a lifespan of more than 100 years! Let me ask you, those 200 years ago, 300 years ago Where did the masters from 500, [-] or even [-] years ago go?"

Ye Feng was startled!
"They are all waiting for the opportunity! In normal times, luck is scattered, and it is difficult to become a god. In the world of great struggle, when luck gathers, it will be the time for them to be born again!"

"You have to fight not only Odin, but also those old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years!"