Turns Out I’m A Big Cultivator

"Papa."

Everyone applauds.

Meng Junliang turned a deaf ear, walked into the crowd and looked up at the statue.

"Although my Tao is lost, I know that the Tao you spread... is wrong!"

A faint voice came from his mouth, but it resounded in everyone's ears like a thunder.

"Um?"

The demon's brows suddenly wrinkled, his eyes flashed with killing intent, and he shouted angrily: "It turns out to be a lunatic, cross him out!"

boom!

A majestic aura suddenly emerged from Meng Junliang's body, making the people around him unable to get close. Everyone looked up, but felt a mighty and ethereal aura surrounding the scholar.

It made his whole person look unreal, standing tall in this world, but he felt a sense of detachment.

"This, this is..." The pupils of the old man who cultivated immortality suddenly widened.

"Looking for death!" The demon's eyes condensed, and with a wave of his hand, the endless black energy enveloped Meng Junliang.

However, at The next moment, he was stunned. Those black angers were half a meter away from Meng Junliang.

Under everyone's eyes, Meng Junliang slowly raised his hand and pointed at the statue!

"The mortal way is not something you should be involved in! I... erase it for you!"

boom!

Like a trial, an overwhelming force suddenly pressed against the statue.

At this moment, thunder roared, with electric light falling from the sky, directly splitting the black cloud covering the sky from it, and the sun was projected out and shining on Meng Junliang's body.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, the statue actually cracked a gap!

Then the gap spread at an unimaginable speed, and finally covered the entire statue!

"boom!"

Like broken glass!

The statue suddenly exploded with thunder, turned into powder, and collapsed.

The devil is stupid.

The cultivator is stupid.

The villagers were also stupid.

Staring blankly at the place that had become empty, he couldn't turn the corner for a while.

The black clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, and the sudden light pierced people into a trance.

The statue of the demon god, is that gone?

It's too abrupt, people are not prepared at all, it's just like dreaming.

"you you you……"

In the void, the demon was trembling and pointed at Meng Junliang, and his terrible anger almost made him lose his mind, "Dare to offend Lord Demon God, I will kill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned into a escape and rushed towards Meng Junliang.

At this moment, bursts of black air rose from his body ascending, and then dissipated into blue smoke.

As soon as he rushed to the sky above Meng Junliang, the Spirit Power of his whole body dissipated and turned into an ordinary person, like a plane crash, rushing into the ground straightly, and fell into sludge with a "slap".

The other demons also trembled all over, and as a gust of black energy separated, they suddenly spread weakly to the ground.

There was silence in the audience.

The group of villagers looked at the wreckage all over the floor in despair, their eyes turned from shock to panic, then at a loss, until finally despair and anger.

"What are you doing? Our lives are going to die!"

"Why? Why should we ruin our last hope!"

"Asshole, the statue to accompany us!"

"Master Devil, don't abandon us!"

Many people scolded, and more fell to the ground, trembling all over, and the plague broke out.

One of them suddenly knelt down to Meng Junliang, "Scary, please help us, please help us!"

The others were taken aback, and then more and more people began to kneel down.

Meng Junliang tightened the bamboo slips in his hand, fell into confusion again, and said, "I'm sorry, I...can't save it!"

The group of people was desperate again, and many of them were ready to rush to fight Meng Junliang desperately.

Fortunately, the dozens of immortal cultivators came and pushed aside the crowd.

The old man sighed and said, "Senior, the people in this whole village have been infected with the plague. There is no way to save them. Come with us."

Meng Junliang couldn't help asking: "Is there really no way to save it?"

"There are too many people, and the elixir is not enough. Moreover, with a mortal body, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist the properties of elixir." The old man showed embarrassment, was silent for a moment, and continued: "Moreover, plagues happen from time to time. Natural disasters, we immortal cultivators...Even if we want to manage, we have more than enough energy and we don't have enough energy!"

Which immortal cultivator would be so idle, helping mortals to refine the elixir for curing diseases every day?

Treat yourself with Spirit Power? It is even more impossible.

The disciple behind the old man said: "Senior, we are born in troubled times. What we can do is to beware of demons taking the opportunity to cause chaos and defend the way."

"There must be a way!"

Meng Junliang raised his eyes to look at the eastern sky, "It's just that my understanding is not enough, I can't think of it."

He wants to go back and ask an expert!

Once again, he glanced at the mortals all over the floor, helplessness and despair intertwined, making his complexion complex and heart ups and downs.

At this moment, he felt as helpless and at a loss as these mortals.

The old man shook his head and said, "Senior, how stupid mortals are, you don't need to be familiar with them."

"Isn't it stupid? The instinct to survive." Meng Junliang lifted his foot and left here, walking all the way to the east.

"Master, I remember!" The disciple behind the old man suddenly said, "This scholar is the one who talked about "Journey to the West"!"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, "So it was him? No wonder!"

He chased it out and said respectfully: "Are you Wu Chengen senior?"

Meng Junliang's footsteps kept coming and his voice was long, "I am just a book boy by his side."

While chasing after him, the old man said loudly: "Senior, I would like to go to my denomination, I am willing to regard senior as my denomination, Elder!"

There was silence in response.

It was obvious that Meng Junliang was not walking fast, but he was extremely vague. No matter how he chased him, he couldn't catch up. He could only watch his disappear step by step.

...

Qianlong Xianchao.

Two escape lights passed quietly through the air and landed on a clearing.

They were two demon men in black robes.

They secretly looked around and made sure that there was no one around, and then they put down the sedan chair in their hands. The sedan chair was huge, in fact it was more like a huge cage, in which more than a dozen mortals fainted.

These mortals have huge red marks from their necks. In severe cases, they even spread to their faces. They look shocking, which is a sign of the plague.

The two demons looked at each other and smiled, then destroyed the sedan chair.

"Jie Jie Jie, let the plague spread in the mortal world, and let pain and despair envelop this land. When that time comes, the power of the demon god can spread throughout the entire world of immortality. How can those immortal cultivators stop us?"

"The road to Xianfan has begun to reconnect, and the world is changing imminent. This plague comes at the right time. It's true that the gods help the devil god!"

"When the mortal begins to believe in the Lord Demon, the Demon God of the Demon Realm can also come. Then, what is the fear even if the immortal descends to the earth?"

The two talked to themselves, laughed triumphantly from time to time, discussing a bright future.

At this moment, one of them was taken aback for a while, swept towards the woods, and said in surprise, "Huh? Do you think that person is carrying a falling demon sword on his back?"

"Impossible? You must be dazzled."

The other person's gaze swept indifferently, and he was taken aback for a moment, "It's really the sword of falling devil! How can the sword of falling devil be in the hands of a mortal?"

Without knowing it, they approached there together.

"It's developed, it's going to be developed this time! It's like a pie in the sky! If we can find the Falling Demon Sword, maybe we can get the empowerment of Lord Demon God and fly directly into the sky!"

"Don't be careless, if it's an ordinary mortal, he would have been affected by the devilish energy of the falling demon sword. He has nothing to do, wouldn't it be strange?"

"Awesome! Unexpectedly, you observed meticulously. Isn't this person pretending to be a pig and a tiger?"

"I'm afraid so, it's better for us to hide in the dark, approach carefully, and give it a fatal blow."

"Good strategy!"

The two of them hid in the woods, approaching Li Nianfan very cautiously, and even controlled own breathing, staring attentively.

At this moment, they felt their own shoulder being patted.

Because they were too focused, they didn't care at first, and after dozens of pats on their faces, they finally became impatient.

Turned his head impatiently.

The pupils couldn't help but shrank, but they saw a huge pig's head and a bear's head leaning against them, grinning at them.

Their scalp numbs, their hairs stand on end, and their mouths suddenly opened.

Just before they could yell out, a bear and a pig directly covered their mouths and dragged them into the depths of the woods, "Man, talk in the toilet..."

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