The enlightened people of the three thousand worlds collectively forage for food

Return to Qin's house.

Qin Yuan devoted himself to refining the demonic path he had just obtained.

Close your eyes.

A scene of killing.

Full of despair.

This is the way of magic.

open one's eyes.

Close it again.

A peaceful and peaceful scene.

This is also the way of magic.

Why is there such a completely opposite scene?

It's not just a group of people.

All things in the world are limited, so some smart and powerful people occupy more, and some people occupy less.

This is a way of saying.

All things in the world can be infinite, after all, there are only so many people.

This is another way of saying it.

Why is there the latter statement?

Because more and less are man-made, high and low, rich and poor come out.

Qin Yuan opened his eyes in a flash.

The devil is done.

Check the time.

Another eight thousand years have passed.

Qin Yuan's age reaches 120,000 years, and his magic power reaches 1.2 million years.

It feels like it’s just a meal, and time flies by so fast.

Qin Yuan looked around the house.

After all this time, the house is still in good condition.

Really solid.

"Senior, you said you would let me go eight thousand years ago. I have supported this house for eight thousand years. Can you let me go?"

A black Xuanwu underground said.

Xuanwu.

Qin Yuan 8,000 years ago, on his way home, he randomly picked up a big demon from the far north and used it to fix the house.

"Okay, I, King Zhou You, have the final say."

Qin Yuan said.

The power bound to Xuanwu disappeared.

Xuanwu flew away with joy in his heart.

Qin Yuan raised his hand and struck it with a divine light, killing it.

Everyone knows that King Zhou You doesn’t mean what he says.

(At least it’s an allusion to King You last week who kept his words)

There was a knock on the door.

Qin Yuan came to the door.

Ni Di is standing outside.

Compared to eight thousand years ago, Ni Di has become much older.

"Government"

Qin Yuan bowed and saluted.

Then he released his true god realm cultivation.

“No need to be polite”

Ni Di smiled and said: "This powerful person in the True God Realm, you won't let me talk to you at the door, right?"

Qin Yuan got out of the way.

Ni Di walked into the courtyard.

After looking at it for a few times, he smiled and said, "There is so much evil in your yard."

"I just killed a turtle monster lurking under my house."

Qin Yuan said without changing his expression.

Xuanwu: "..."

First, you put me under the house.

Second, I am a Xuanwu, not a turtle.

Ni Di said indifferently.

Come to the hall and sit down.

Ni Di said very directly: "The power of the Demonic Cult is getting bigger and bigger. Only by making ordinary monks live a better life can the Demonic Cult not take advantage of them."

Qin Yuan nodded.

"I plan to forcibly take over the Tiandi Bank to the imperial court in the near future to improve the welfare of ordinary monks."

Ni Di said seriously.

"This is a great cause that has not been accomplished by many great emperors. The ruling will surely be remembered for eternity."

Qin Yuan flattered.

No matter how much I try to persuade the other party, they won't listen.

Ni Di was very happy and said modestly: "It won't last forever, it won't last forever."

Said a few more words.

Ni Di explained his purpose: "I hope you will help me."

"good"

Qin Yuan agreed readily.

Ni Di was about to leave.

I saw a coffin placed in the room to the side.

"I prepared the coffin for a friend."

Qin Yuan said.

"This friend can't be me"

Ni Di joked.

Really good at guessing.

Qin Yuan almost stopped laughing.

"no"

Qin Yuan denied it.

After saying a few more words, Ni Di said goodbye and left.

Qin Yuan returned to the room, sat down, and practiced again.

Suddenly, I felt someone approaching.

Qin Yuan stopped practicing.

Soon, a figure appeared in front of Qin Yuan.

This person is none other than Li Yingqi, who has been married to Qin Yuan three times.

She was a little strange today.

The face is sometimes calm and sometimes not.
To be continued...