Retire from the human world

Considering Kunpeng's gigantic size, the widest sea area on earth is just a big pond. Why would he get lost?Because you forgot to calculate the depth of this pond.

I don’t know how many thousands of miles there are on the back of the Kun, not to mention the thousands of miles from the back to the belly of the Kun. As a fish, its body is scientifically flat. If it floats out of the water, it’s not an island. act as a continent.

Kunpeng's vacation travel is from the North Sea to the South China Sea, and he is not familiar with the coastline here.

Besides, it hasn't lived in the sea for many years...

Such a huge monster has been wandering in and out of the American continent, from Canada to Mexico, and down to Chile in South America. I am very excited to see the wind and waves wanting to rush forward...but its size does not want to change from Drake. The strait is a little overhanging, and I can only look at the direction of the sun and continue to swim forward depressed.

When the book is used, there is little hatred. Why didn't the mortals pass the world map?

What, you ask why it doesn't get smaller, or change back to a human appearance, hey, now this size can be "recovered".Heh heh, it is very important to plan ahead. It has stored a scale in the Panda International Express Company. Once it gets lost, activate the spell in the air, and it can automatically send a courier to Du Heng.

As for whether Du Heng will come or not, it doesn't really matter.

As long as the package is opened and the scales fall out of the sealed state, it can be positioned quickly and swim back. How convenient.

But why hasn't the courier arrived yet?

Yu Kun continued to wander depressedly, obviously it was a courier in the same city, so it should be delivered soon!

Could it be that the courier company is short of staff recently?The express delivery is out of stock?Or maybe this bastard Du Heng has gone somewhere, and the courier can't find the recipient to sign for it?

Wandering along the coastline for three hours is enough to plow the sea off the American continent into fertile fields.

The waves surged violently one after another, and then slowly flattened strangely. This state has seen the fish head, but that state has not waited for the fish tail to pass. What is this?

So the governments of several countries were furious and desperately threw official ultimatums to China across the Pacific Ocean.

——How long will this monster stay?Hurry up and drag it away... No, according to international friendship regulations, rare species must be sent back to the country!Even if you throw garbage, there is no reason to throw it at someone else's door!

Under satellite surveillance, a fat fish continued to paddle.

The person in charge of the negotiations held the official ultimatum and couldn't laugh or cry. He wanted to gloat, it seemed immoral, and he expressed concern.

——Look, it’s just a fish. Please don’t make it seem like we parked the aircraft carrier group in your country’s territorial waters. Only your country likes to do this kind of thing. We have no interest in this kind of performance art.

- Shit!is that a fish

--if not?The satellites all illuminate clearly, with a head, a tail and fins, why isn't it a fish?

—Have you ever seen a flying fish?

The person in charge here looked up and thought, the White House spokesman must have lost his mind, isn't there a fish called flying fish?But at this time, it's better not to say it out to provoke him, but to change the rhetoric.

——In the east, even monkeys can fly, let alone fish.

Well, it got stuck there, so I hurried to the special department to deal with it.

In view of the fact that it is an "international issue" that is beyond the scope of science, an emergency meeting was held here, and Zhan Yuan sat there calmly drinking tea, although this kind of Calmness of Mount Tai collapsed before, and the elk walked on the left without turning his eyes Kung fu is indeed worthy of admiration, and it really is worthy of being a cultivator who is said to want to become a fairy and a Buddha—but even Shen Dong has clearly seen the second-hand nature of the cultivation world. Will a country leader who has been playing with the city all his life be fooled?

What, you talk about the world view, that thing has already been refreshed by knowing the existence of the cultivation world, and that there is no compulsory education in the cultivation world, and 90.00% of them are illiterates who don't know what a satellite is.If you analyze the problem scientifically and systematically, you will be able to see the strangeness without any strangeness, and the strangeness will defeat itself.

"Kunpeng lost his way?" The movement of wandering along the coastline of others can be directly replaced by a lost child walking slowly and dejectedly along a street, looking around and waiting for an acquaintance to pick him up.

"Don't worry about it!" Zhan Yuan gritted his teeth, and then realized that this kind of mood is not good for practice, and immediately changed into a spring-like smile, "Medicine can cure diseases, Buddha's journey is destined for people, even if I am a Buddha, There are also stubborn people who can't make it through!"

"..."

Master, your ferry, is it the ferry of extradition back to China?

"Don't worry, in the cultivation world, even if a pig lives for 800 years, it can become a spirit. Kunpeng has been as old as a fossil since ancient times. He just lost his way. There must be a way to save himself." The swallowing big fish suddenly paused, turned around, set off huge waves in the sea, and rushed straight to the other side of the Pacific Ocean without turning.

At this moment Shen Dong is squatting in the living room, picking up the dark and translucent "carpet" with his fingers.

It's still very thick, and the arc-shaped lines on it are very clear, with distinct layers in circles.

I seem to have heard that trees look at their annual rings, and fish look at their scales?

So Shen Dong enthusiastically began to count how long Yu Kun had lived, counted to a hundred, measured the approximate distance with his fingers, and compared the size of the entire scale, Shen Dong immediately froze.

"That guy is [-] years old?"

"Maybe more than..."

Living fossil!

Shen Dong belatedly began to wonder what among the ancient beasts was fish.

There are a lot of monsters with a human head and a snake god like Erxiang in mythology, but when it comes to fish, there are not many. The most famous one is only one. The most coincident thing is the name of Manager Yu. .

Isn't it Yu Kun who disassembled Kun?

——No wonder Chi Mao called a mouse Chimao, and said it was popular in the cultivation world.

Lei Cheng left with the courier box in his arms in a daze. He pretended to rush to make other money, but he was actually muttering, even Kunpeng has it. Why hasn't Lu Dongbin and He Xiangu completely overturned the nether world in the realm of comprehension? Woolen cloth?

Of course, even if he asked this question, Shen Dong would look at him with contempt.

Although I don't know what the origin of the second defeat is, but Xingtian, who wants to fight without a head, is the god of war in mythology. He can win the record of Nantianmen from the mortal world alone, and the Eight Immortals at this level are not worth seeing. Maybe I have to go to Huaguo Mountain to find the Monkey King - Fu'er, this life is really over.

"Those monsters were thrown into the Netherworld. Could it be that there are no gods guarding the mortal world?"

Too irresponsible, regardless of environmental hazards.

"Even in the world of self-cultivation, Heavenly Court is an illusory legend."

Du Heng stacked the bamboo slips in his hand and put them on the table. He had no intention of going out to find anyone. He looked at the whole scale that could serve as a carpet: "The Underworld disappeared. Regardless of Leiyin Temple, no one has seen it anymore. Seven or eight hundred years ago, there was always news of immortals descending to the realm, or so-and-so's ascension, but gradually such things disappeared, as if the whole world was separated from all walks of life Cut off any contact."

Cultivators want to become immortals, and demons and ghosts also want to attain Taoism. Even the residents of the Netherworld want to play with the demon world in the legendary Six Paths of Reincarnation. But the unfortunate fact is that they seem to be thrown on the earth.

"Yu Kun has lived for so long, and he has always seen those gods."

Anyway, whether it exists or not has little to do with the current life, Shen Dong thinks it's nothing to think about.

However——he suddenly realized that those stories about a certain god who lost his way for 400 years, or that a certain god turned a mountain into a magic weapon, maybe it was Yu Kuntai who wentssip about it, otherwise he would not even be able to see the shadow of the god in the end. Where would the cultivation world know such anecdotes?

Then he gritted his teeth, maybe after many years, Yu Kun would still gossip with others triumphantly. Once upon a time, there was a sword repairman who accidentally lost his sword. Many unknown stories happened afterwards...

"Let him stray to death!"

Shen Dong kicked the scales, and went into the kitchen to pour water.

But his right hand was seriously injured, and he couldn't move at all. After dawdling for a long time, he poured half a glass of cold water, then stretched his head out to the living room and shouted, "What's the more complicated method you mentioned, I have to fix my hands!"

Du Heng seemed to be distracted, closed his eyes slightly when he heard the sound, stood up and said:

"Well, I've also been restless recently, and I'm a little weird."

"What else do you have to practice, the Heavenly Tribulation won't slash again!" Shen Dong drank the water in the cup in one breath, and suddenly wondered if his words were too revealing and poking at the wound?

So he added, uncomfortably: "Could it be that you were too aggrieved in the fight just now? Or did you plot to go crazy?"

"..."

It does feel like going crazy, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with being plotted against.

Du Heng watched Shen Dong walk into the bedroom—actually, there was no other way, there was nowhere to sit cross-legged in this dilapidated house, there was no other choice but the bed, he couldn't sit on the floor.

For a sword cultivator, it is difficult to say what your sword looks like. Maybe they come to clearly find out every nuance, but swords can't speak, and they won't express their opinions on one thing. He will not stubbornly insist on living his own life.

From the moment Du Heng threw his sword, he knew that something would change.

So even when I saw Shen Dong standing in front of Shanhai.com, it was not the kind of joy of "found it", but the relief of finally letting go of the hanging heart of "as expected".

Shen Dong looks no different from most people. Even though he looks pretty good, there are so many monsters in the cultivation world who can transform into peerless beauties. Cultivators don't care about their appearance. If they haven't seen each other for 200 years, it's hard to say they met Finally, whether it can accurately recognize all acquaintances.

But at first glance, the eyebrows and looks are unfamiliar, when can you even close your eyes to outline the score?

Du Heng was distracted, while Shen Dong recalled the poses he saw in the TV series, and posed decently. When he saw Du Heng enter the door, he thought of something belatedly: "Wait, don't tell me to Undress."

"you do not need."

Shen Dong heaved a sigh of relief, his experience is that everything in the realm of comprehension cannot be theorized as usual.

"Hey, what are you doing then?"

"I just said you don't have to."

"..."

Shen Dong stared blankly, before he could see anything clearly, his left hand was grabbed, and the palm was pressed against Du Heng's forehead, with the Laogong acupoint on the palm facing the center of the brow.

Warm heat poured in along the arms, as if thrown into a hot spring.

Shen Dong was in a daze for a moment, this warm feeling would only make people want to sleep.

"Calm down, hold your breath." The voice was steady and low, because it was so close this time, it sounded a little mellow.

Shen Dong was yelled at, so he managed to pull himself together, and couldn't help but want to complain about how to meditate in such a situation, and try to meditate while throwing you into the bathtub for a sauna!The only way to think about it is to fall asleep.

So the more he tried to wake up, the more confused he became, he couldn't even tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north, not to mention imagining the qi going through the dantian described in martial arts novels, running through Ren Du's two meridians, some kind of hot current flowing through the meridians... It's all nonsense, it's just the feeling of lying on the beach basking in the sun, with heavy eyelids, heavy hands, and can't even straighten your waist, just want to fall headlong into Meng Zhougong.

The whole room was illuminated by this faint brilliance.

Compared to Shen Dong's shaky look wishing he could sleep to death, Du Heng remained silent with his eyes closed, but as time went by, his expression gradually changed from stable to complicated, and even his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Just at this time, the window of the living room was kicked open.

"I want to complain to the courier company, it's too slow, and you, Du Heng! You are really heavy swords and light friends..."

Du Heng, who was holding Shen Dong's palm, trembled slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes. The bed and chairs in the room were all turned into powder, and the evil spirit overflowed. Almost at that second, the whole neighborhood was instantly plunged into darkness.

Yu Kun in the living room fell headlong on his scales:

"What happened? Xing Tian is chasing you?"

Du Heng, who was shirtless, came out of the bedroom. His flying black long hair gradually calmed down and fell neatly behind his shoulders. It looked the same as usual, but there was a strange, slender, bright red font between his eyebrows.

square.

The ten directions are destroyed.