Turns Out I’m A Big Cultivator

Unconsciously, so many years have passed.

Yang Jian's eyes were full of emotion, and he recalled: "It's been a long time since I had any soup. I almost forgot the taste."

"Being able to taste the taste of hometown before dying, there is no regret, Screaming Dog, you have a heart."

He smiled, picked up the packing box in his hand, and then took a breath with a "hoola".

I have to say that the heat preservation effect of the packing box is absolutely superb. The soup is not cold at all. In the mouth, a strong scent suddenly spreads out. His mouth can no longer hold it, and the scent flows directly along his mouth. His stomach and facial features made his whole body shake, and the whole person seemed to fall into a river called Yummy.

And his tongue, immersed in the soup, seemed to be wrapped in countless softness, the juice flowing, with a slightly hot temperature, massaging the tip of the tongue, making him feel intoxicated.

Delicious, so delicious!

Just a sip of soup completely conquered Yang Jian, leaving his brain blank and full of delicious food.

"Goooo!"

With a slight movement of the throat, the warm and moist soup flowed down, moisturizing the throat, passing through the esophagus, fierce and strong, filling the empty body, and the whole person suddenly felt a burst of fullness.

Immediately after that, there was an extremely comfortable feeling, and the pores all over the body seemed to be stretched out, breathing.

Wow~

Yang Jian resisted without making a sound, only onomatopoeia in his heart.

For a long time, the slightly squinted eyes slowly opened because of enjoyment, and the pupils were full of aftertaste and incredible looks.

Look at the bowl of soup in his hand again, my heart can't help but ups and downs.

Is this really the taste of hometown?

Haven't tasted the taste of hometown for many years, has it changed so much?

Damn, such a delicious soup, doesn't it affect my Dao heart? I was ready to sacrifice for The Three Realms, but suddenly I couldn't bear to die.

But The next moment, he was taken aback.

Just feel a stream of heat begin to swim through the body, it is as if there is a breath, wherever you go, you will feel a burst of lightness, and a little bit of dissipated power gradually begins to return.

"This, this, this is..."

Yang Jian's mouth opened slightly, he looked at the soup in his hand in shock, and then at the Roaring Celestial Dog.

But I saw that the snarling dog was also looking at him, nodding slowly, with grape-like eyes gleaming.

Useful, it seems to be really useful to the owner!

"Good soup, good soup!"

Yang Jian laughed, holding the bowl in both hands, and holding it in front of the owner, and then began to pour it down with "gumbling", not even picking out the wing-tip bones, mixing it in his mouth, and chewing for a few times. , Swallow them all together.

The Roaring Sky Dog stared at Yang Jian quietly with his dog's head up, with crystal clear saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth. When he watched Yang Jian drink the soup without spitting out bones, he suddenly fell into a sluggishness.

It originally expected the owner to spit out the bones, and taste it for himself, but... there was no scum left.

This wave is lost.After a bowl of soup, Yang Jian's face suddenly became ruddy, and he only felt that there was a flow of heat surging in his body. This was vitality! The same is Magic power!

This soup... actually has the effect of healing and replenishing, which has surpassed the so-called Xiantian Spiritual Roots. It is simply amazing!

fear!

incredible!

How could there be such a magic soup in the world? Could it be from Heavenly Dao?

Heavenly Dao is actually a cook?

Because this was so incredible, Yang Jian started to think about it all his own.

"Heh, what a foodie! Tsk tsk tsk, a bowl of soup is just like this? The owner likes to eat it, and the dog likes to eat it too!"

The sealed person felt a bit amused, and said jokingly: "Yes, this is the last bowl of soup you can eat. Naturally, you should cherish it."

In fact, when he watched Yang Jian drink so fragrantly, his heart was still a little uneasy.

Is the soup in this world really delicious? When I get out of trouble, I'll try it first.

Yang Jian looked at the surrounding stone walls, suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "You just said that I only have two ways, in fact... there is one more!"

"Oh? What way? Come and listen."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said every word: "I will kill you by myself!"

Around the stone wall, there was a mocking voice, "Hahaha, are you dreaming, just by who you are now? Could it be that you have a bowl of soup and you can’t recognize yourself."

Yang Jian exhausted his entire life and suppressed this person to prevent him from escaping. Why was it suppressed instead of killing, because Yang Jian's strength was not enough.

But... this time is different.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth were smiling, and his eyes flashed with stern light, and the momentum was like a Canglong awakening, and it began to rise.

At this moment, his temperament has undergone a huge change, from the original Young Master Pian Pian to the killing general, the flexibility is not there, and he is replaced by majesty!

The sealed person obviously felt an unknown premonition, but felt it was ridiculous, it was impossible.

Yang Jian no longer sat in the Lotus Position, but slowly got up and walked to the side. As soon as he raised his wrist, a three-pointed two-edged sword instantly turned out and appeared in his hand.

Where he originally sat in the Lotus Position, which is the center of the seal, a Daoist shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of the mountain, and finally condensed into shape.

It was an old man in gray.

The old man felt a little unbelievable, looked at Yang Jian, and said: "I didn't expect that you would really dare to let me out, and it was really amazing that you swelled up to this point."

Although he was still suppressed at the bottom of the mountain, Yang Jian, who was in the front line, gave up at this time, and the suppression power was greatly reduced. Although he did not return to the peak, it was easy to kill Yang Jian and the Sky Dog.

Yang Jian's approach is no different from dying.

Yang Jian's face was cold and stern, and the tip of his gun was slowly raised, "Huh! There are so many things you can't believe!"

"Huhuhu—"

At this moment, a gust of wind was blowing towards Yang Jian, and his hair was flying uncontrollably, causing Yang Jian's brows to frown.

I couldn't help but look at the snarling dog who was blowing hard on the side, and said: "Snarling dog, what do you mean?"

The snarling dog immediately closed his mouth and stood up, scratching his head, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

The grey-clothed old man looked at him blankly, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't have time to watch your master and servant perform. For the sake of your initiative to let me out, I will give you a happy one!"

He killed and fell decisively, directly raising his hand, the mighty Magic power Pengbai surging, with flames rising, turning into a huge flame palm, and heading towards Yang Jian.

After this palm, he stood there, waiting for Yang Jian to turn into ashes, and he officially broke through the mountain!

However, a dazzling light flashed, like a full moon, from top to bottom, splitting the palm of the flame in half, Yang Jian stood there with no expression on his face, staring at the gray-clothed old man coldly, his whole body was like a stormy wave. Beat the shore, suppress it!

Can actually block my blow?

Could it be that he still hides his strength?

No, it's not right!

This momentum...

It is the breath of the pinnacle!

"How can this be?!"

The gray-clothed old man widened his eyes, and was retreated by Yang Jian's aura for a few steps, his scalp numb, his voice changed, "You actually restored the Cultivation Base?!"

His thoughts turned sharply, and he quickly thought of the reason, and took a breath, "It's the reason for that bowl of soup! It's impossible. How could a bowl of soup have such effects? It's impossible!"

"you do not need to know!"

Yang Jian's voice was cold, he did not dare to delay, for fear that something might happen.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand gently swept towards the old man, and suddenly formed a huge blade, slashing towards the old man!

"Impossible, this is not true!"

The gray-clothed old man was crazy, and he couldn't figure out why.

Under the life-and-death crisis, he used all his life-saving methods, even at the expense of the foundation, but he has been sealed for so many years, and his strength has long been out of ten. How can he compare with the current Yang Jian.

I didn't struggle for long, but I was so disfigured by the sword and light!

Yang Jian looked at the place where the old man disappeared with complicated eyes, and suddenly had a dreamlike feeling.

The enemy who had troubled him for countless years disappeared so easily, and the root of all this was just... a bowl of soup.

Not to mention the dead gray-clothed old man, even he himself felt that the world was too crazy.

The Sky Dog was not surprised, this was what it expected, and following Da Hei, its vision was already much higher, and proudly said: "It's so dead, it's so cheap for him!"

On the other hand, Yang Jian was extremely solemn and said: "Snarling Dog, where did you get this soup?"

"begging?"

The snarling dog shook his head, "This soup was specially packaged and brought here during a banquet in Tiangong."

"The banquet in Tiangong?"

Yang Jian took a deep breath, his mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't believe it, and said in surprise: "For so many years, Tiangong has been so powerful? Have you started to drink this kind of soup?"

The changes in this world are too fast, too fast.Yang Jian suddenly felt like a turtle.

"Master, it's a banquet in Tiangong, but it's not held by Tiangong, but a monstrous expert. This soup is also made by that expert."

Speaking of an expert, the Snarling Dog's eyes showed deep awe, and then he said with pride: "I also recognized a super powerful dog Dage, and raised my hand to easily kill the quasi-sage of another world."

Yang Jian realized that the world might have undergone major changes that he didn't know about. The information he knew so far had caused him to get goose bumps all over his body, and something called a craze began to flow all over his body.

The monstrous master.

This soup was actually made by someone.

There is also Dage, the dog recognized by the snarling dog, who can kill the quasi-sage...

Anything is challenging his worldview, but he doesn't doubt everything the Sky Dog said.

He knew that he had to go to the Heavenly Palace, but before that, he spoke very solemnly to the Sky Dog, "Sky Dog, after you go out, tell me everything that happened!"

...

Mozu.

The Great Demon King knelt again in the place where the Demon God was sleeping, his face was sorrowful.

His eyes were slightly fierce, and a mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth, spitting out on a black flame not far in front, and immediately, the black flame burned, with a strong demon energy radiating out.

The Great Demon King showed expectation and immediately shouted: "Great Demon King, please see Lord Demon God!"

However, until the flames gradually dissipated, there was still no response at all.

I haven't seen him for so long. Not only has the Great Demon Lord not recovered, he is also three points thinner than before. It can be described as skinny.

The originally round face was thinned into a super awl face, with prominent facial bones.

This is the result of him constantly spraying out Blood Essence and calling the Demon God.

However, the loss was so great, but he still couldn't get the slightest reply from Lord Demon God, and the heart of the Great Demon Lord was too painful.

"Master Demon God, my demons have been humiliated by others, and now I don't even dare to do things outside. It's already too miserable!"

The great demon said in a sad tone, with anger, and said: "The Heavenly Palace and Buddhism were rebuilt. Even the ancestors of Styx borrowed the Killing Spear, but they didn't mean to return it at all. This is because everyone doesn't put us in one's eyes. , Also ask Master Demon God to wake up and revive my Demon Race!"

The Great Demon couldn't help sighing, feeling aggrieved.

Who could have imagined that the original imposing and unscrupulous Demon Clan had become this way in such a short period of time. The Demon Lord died inexplicably, and even Xiantian's most precious spear would never go back.

But at this moment, a magic envoy hurriedly walked from outside and said in a hurry: "Master Demon King, Ancestor Styx is here!"

"He is embarrassed to come?!"

The Great Demon King's eyes sank, then he got up and went straight to the Great Hall of the Demon Race.

Not long after, he came to the Great Hall and saw the ancestor Styx sitting on a chair swayingly. He immediately snorted and said: "The ancestor Styx is here, but he is here to return my demon clan’s sharp spear. of?"

Although Styx is a quasi-sage, the Great Demon King represents the entire Demon Race, and there is a Demon God behind him, so naturally he will not bow to him.

"Not bad." Ancestor Styx nodded, raised his hand and waved, a dark spear appeared in his hand, placed on one side of the table, and then said: "But...I hope you can tell me one. information."

The big devil frowned slightly and said, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know where the dead bodies of their two Sages, Zhundi and the lead were gone after Buddhism was destroyed?"

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