Soon, the drunkard covered the injuries on his body and smiled disdainfully, "It's okay, I can live for a few more years, but the chances of taking action cannot exceed three times, otherwise..."
Speaking of this, the drunkard didn't continue to talk, and he understood everything.
"It's only a few years of life?"
Zhang Yi was shocked. Unexpectedly, the drunkard's seemingly powerful life was covered with bruises, which made Zhang Yi feel a little unacceptable for a while.
If it were before, he might not have felt much, but since the drunkard knew the importance of the charlatan of fortune and gave it to him, he was touched and knew that his seemingly cynical master had given it behind his back.
Many.
"Is there a way to recover from the injury?"
Zhang Yi asked with a frown.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi thought of his Tianshu Gum, which is not the only way to repair everything? Moreover, the human body should be able to be repaired to a certain extent.
But I saw the drunkard waved his hand and said indifferently: "No matter him, I will show you this wound not to help you heal the teacher, but to tell you that the injury was left in the cemetery of the gods, so...
…Don’t ask about the cemetery of the gods, and don’t step into it before you become the Immortal King!”
"And... don't tell Zi Ling about this."
Obviously, the drunkard doesn't want too many people to know about this, so he reminded Zhang Yi carefully.
Zhang Yi nodded heavily. He was originally interested in the cemetery of the gods. After all, it was very likely to be related to the gods. But after listening to the drunkard's warning, he knew very well that with his current strength, he still dared not contact the gods.
cemetery.
"Master, I have a strange medicine here, which may be helpful to your injury."
While speaking, Zhang Yi took out the few remaining glue and handed it to the drunkard.
Although the Bu Tian Gua is precious, it is obviously not worth mentioning compared to the life of a drunkard.
The drunkard picked up the Butian Gum and looked at it. Finally, he smiled and shook his head and returned the Butian Gum to Zhang Yi, "This medicine is really strange. It actually contains a trace of the power of creation. You must live a precious thing like this.
custody."
"Master, give it a try!"
Zhang Yi pushed Butianjiao over again and persuaded him with a anxious expression.
The drunkard felt warm in his heart, but his attitude firmly refused, "It's useless. My injuries were hurt by the gods. Unless there is a way to eliminate the remaining divine power on me, it's useless."
"Take it, I know what you want, it's great to have this."
The drunkard smiled and forced the Bu Tian Gua to Zhang Yi, his eyes very pleased.
"Being hurt by the gods? Master fought with people from the god world back then?"
The only god Zhang Yi contacted was the Kunlun goddess, and the Kunlun goddess was still cursed at that time, so he had no idea how powerful the true god was.
"It can be considered a fight with the gods in the cemetery of the gods."
The drunkard subconsciously touched his waist, but finally looked at the wine pot hanging on the top of Tianjiu Peak with regret. Whenever this happened, he always wanted to take a sip.
"Master, what is a god? How can we eliminate divine power?"
Today, Zhang Yi seemed to have opened the door to a new world. He took this opportunity to learn more and also inquire about ways to eliminate divine power.
"What is a god..."
The drunkard showed a contemplative look on his face, "Those who possess the divine nature are the true gods, and the others are false gods. How can a true god become a god if he fails?"
"As for eliminating divine power... I'm afraid only divine power can eliminate divine power."
"What? You kid don't want to help your master eliminate the remaining divine power, right?"
After saying that, the drunkard joked Zhang Yi and waved his hand with a smile: "This idea is very dangerous, please give it up quickly! The gods are still too far away from you!"
Zhang Yi actually wanted to say that the distance was not far. Although he didn't know whether the Kunlun goddess was a true god, he himself came from the divine realm, so how could he talk about the distance?
"Master, try not to take action if you don't take action in the past few years. When I become a god, I will eliminate the remaining divine power on you!"
Zhang Yi said very seriously.
For a moment, the drunkard was stunned when he looked at Zhang Yi's persistent eyes. After a while, he came to his senses and laughed: "Hahaha, do you know how difficult it is to become a god? Even the Emperor of Heaven has spent a hundred years.
None of them succeeded.”
"Since you have no divine nature, you can kill the gods and attain enlightenment!"
Zhang Yi knew that the gods in the mouth of the drunkard were not people in the divine realm, but a state of mind. This thing was a radish and a pit. If there was no pit, pull out a radish.
Hearing this, the drunkard laughed loudly, and the laughter suddenly echoed across the Tianjiu Peak, "Okay! I am worthy of being my disciple, what a god-slaughtering enlightenment, I promise you for your master!"
The drunkard seemed to see his original self in Zhang Yi. He also wanted to kill the gods and at that time, but he just failed. "This time, my master will not let you fail!"
"Master, can people from the God Realm descend to the Immortal Realm like people from the Immortal Realm descend to the Ancient Realm?"
Zhang Yi asked about the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time. After all, the Kunlun Goddess and the others came from the God Realm, and he also fell from the God Realm to the Ancient Realm.
"Of course, they can only come to the cemetery of the gods, and if people from the gods come to the fairy world, they will be suppressed by this world. It's the same principle as people from the fairy world who go to the ancient world."
"What if the people from the God Realm are going to descend to the ancient realm?"
Zhang Yi asked again.
"The people from the God Realm descended to the ancient realm? Isn't that necessary? The ancient realm is a place of exile for the God Realm, and only a body of sin can go."
The drunkard shook his head and said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi fell into deep thought. He was thinking about how he came to Wuling. The matter was probably even more complicated than he thought.
"Zhang Yi, do you know why people in the world want to become gods?"
The drunkard suddenly asked.
“Why?”
Zhang Yi really doesn't understand. If he seeks immortality, reaching the realm of the Emperor of Heaven will almost be immortal.
"Learn slowly, you may become a god when you understand it thoroughly one day."
The drunkard turned into a riddle again, leaving Zhang Yi to think alone.
"I've told you too much today, but this also gives you a preliminary understanding of the God Realm. I believe that your journey is definitely not just the Immortal Realm. This world is very exciting, and there is a wider world waiting for you to explore."
"Grow up quickly!"
The drunkard patted Zhang Yi's shoulder earnestly and said in a deep voice.
Zhang Yi also felt the expectation in the eyes of the drunkard, and nodded heavily. He asked a question by a devil, "Master, did the matter back then have something to do with becoming a god?"
The drunkard was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at the sky silently. The stars could not eliminate his silence. He waved his hand and said, "Get back, there will be a good show tomorrow!"
The drunkard did not give the answer, but it seemed that he had said everything and everything was indifferent.