Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

"I remember correctly."

"He should be being bullied by the whole village now, foolish and foolish."

"It's right to stay at the entrance of this village to bask in the sun every day."

Cui Can's answer moved Tu Shanjun's mind, and Feng Er's magic unfolded.

Soon I heard someone in the village talking about a fool named Chen Mo.

How did you suddenly become smart recently?

Tu Shanjun's expression changed slightly, and he asked subconsciously.

"The idiot you mentioned is called Chen Mo?"

"Yes, you found him?"

Cui Can nodded immediately and asked.

"People didn't find out."

"But I heard some villagers say that he seems not to be stupid anymore, but smarter."

Hear Tu Shanjun's words.

Cui Can couldn't hide his astonishment at once, and then he looked annoyed.

"hateful."

"Are you late again!"

"Idiot Chen, no."

"Now he should have returned as an Immortal King."

"From now on, he will be the famous King Chen Dabi in the Great Tribulation."

Return of the Immortal King? !

Tu Shanjun gasped.

Good guy.

The saviors that Cui Can took him to find are more than one cowhide.

The fairy kings are all out?

Why don't you fucking say that he is the supreme angel descending to earth!

Tu Shanjun looked at Cui Can with eyes full of suspicion.

Bragging should also pay attention to the basic law.

Soul pale!

Chapter 342 The Crowd Part 1

"Let's go."

"King Chen Dabi is different from other saviors."

"This guy is decisive and has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years in other universes."

"Persecution paranoia is very serious."

"Before he finds us."

"We have to leave as soon as possible, or it will be miserable."

Cui Can seemed to think of something, and immediately urged Tu Shanjun to leave.

In his words, he looked like he was killing people like hemp.

Tu Shan Junben was still somewhat disapproving.

After all, what Cui Can said was too fucking outrageous.

The return of the fairy king or something.

Tu Shanjun really couldn't accept it.

But next second.

Suddenly, Tu Shanjun was like a light on his back, with an astonishing killing intent concentrated and locked on.

He turned around subconsciously.

Then he saw a man dressed as a shepherd boy, barefoot, walking slowly with a basket of medicinal herbs in the medicine garden outside the village.

In his hand was a sickle.

Obviously it's just an ordinary farm implement.

But at this moment, it seemed that there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and there were corpses of immortals and Buddhas falling from the sky.

The immortal body of the immortal Buddha flows through the immortal blood, forming an endless sea of ​​blood.

And an incredible stalwart, the God of Killing who is full of endless killing power, just stands in the sea of ​​blood.

Stepping on the immortal body of the immortal Buddha in the sky, he looked at him coldly.

Just a glance.

Tu Shanjun immediately believed that the body of the shepherd boy in front of him indeed contained the soul of a fairy king who met gods and killed gods, and who met Buddhas and killed Buddhas.

Run!

No hesitation.

Tu Shanjun decisively pulled Cui Can and flew three thousand miles in one breath.

Only then did he feel relieved, and asked Cui Can with lingering fear.

"Is he really the Immortal King?!"

"Ah."

Cui Can was also frightened and nodded vigorously.

"This King Chen Dabi is the most vicious of the future saviors."

"I heard that part of his soul traveled through other universes."

"Because I have suffered inhuman treatment."

"So after getting an adventure and starting to practice."

"So I embarked on a path of cultivation that all things are born to support people, and people have nothing to repay the sky."

"Finally, he earned the title of Immortal King of Seven Kills."

"It's only when you finally want to prove the Dao and become an immortal emperor."

"Because I realized that my soul is not complete."

"So turn back the time and go back to the original."

"This is the incredible scene of the return of the fairy king."

"The Immortal King of his universe is said to be comparable to the Mahayana of our Celestial Universe."

I am Nima.

Tu Shanjun's scalp felt numb all of a sudden.

I really want to ask Cui Can whether he understands the gold content of our Mahayana.

It is true that there will be an immortal king comparable to our Mahayana to return.

Where is the other side of the catastrophe needed?

Just its own existence is enough to make the entire Spiritual God Realm, no, the entire Silver and Blue Starfield tremble.

"too exaggerated."

"It's too exaggerated."

"Xiao Cui, it's not that I don't believe you."

"It's just that the education I've received since I was a child makes it impossible for me to trust you."

"If that person is really the return of the Immortal King as you said, he used to be an existence comparable to our Mahayana."

"I don't believe that my lord of the mountain will let such an existence go unnoticed."

Tu Shanjun couldn't bear it anymore, he asked.

I thought Cui Can would quibble.

But unexpectedly, Cui Can just said quietly.

"Grandpa Mountain God, how long has it been since you heard anyone say that you want to practice for the rise of the human race?"

Tu Shanjun was stunned for a moment.

Practice for the rise of the human race.

This sentence is so familiar yet so strange.

He remembered it should be many, many, many years ago.

As far back as He was just a child.

At that time, it seemed that the phrase 'practice for the rise of the human race' was posted everywhere in the world.

In the world, in the fairy courtyard.

In mortals, in monks.

Everyone used to be high-spirited, united because of this sentence, worked hard, and did not dare to slack off.

But that was a long, long time ago.

The current human race in the Celestial Universe no longer needs so-and-so to practice for the rise of the human race.

"I guess not only has it been a long time since you've heard from anyone."

"Even if someone talks about practicing for the rise of the human race."

"Presumably what I got is just ridicule from others."

Cui Can sneered.

"Don't you understand yet?"

"Born in sorrow, die in peace."

"We in this era have already been in the glory of the prosperous age that has lasted for countless years."

"Too much has been lost."

"In the eyes of the current group of powerful venerables in the Tianxian Great Universe."

"We're just a bunch of rabble."

"But in my opinion, they are also a group of rabble."

Tu Shanjun was speechless for a moment.

Many people were skeptical at first, thinking that Cui Can was exaggerating.

In this second, the moment makes sense.

He was silent for a long time before speaking softly.

"So the catastrophe is approaching, what shall we do next?"

……

"Made."

"Qitiandi, this bastard, is indeed a master of demagoguery."

"Tu Shanjun is an idiot."

"Did you lose your mind when you were enlightened by Shefeng?"