Soon, the alcoholic lunatic covered up his injuries and said with a disdainful smile: "It doesn't matter, I can still live for a few years, but I can't take action more than three times, otherwise..."
At this point, the alcoholic lunatic did not continue talking, he understood everything.
"How many years to live?"
Zhang Yi was shocked. He didn't expect that the drunk maniac's seemingly strong life would actually be covered in bruises. This made Zhang Yi unable to accept it for a while.
He might not have felt much before, but since the drunken maniac knew the importance of the Divine Stick of Creation and gave it to him, he was touched in his heart, knowing that his seemingly cynical master had put in so much effort behind the scenes.
Quite a few.
"Is there a way to recover from the injury?"
Zhang Yi asked with a frown.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi thought of his Sky-Repairing Glue, wasn't it just for repairing all things? And the human body should also be able to be repaired to some extent.
But the drunk maniac waved his hand and said indifferently: "Ignore him, I am not showing you this wound to help my master heal it, but I want to tell you that this injury was left in the cemetery of the gods, so...
...Don’t ask about the tombs of the gods, and don’t step into them until you become the Immortal King!”
"And... don't tell Zi Ling about this."
Obviously, the drunkard didn't want too many people to know about this, so he reminded Zhang Yi carefully.
Zhang Yi nodded heavily. Originally, he was very interested in the cemetery of the gods. After all, it was likely to be related to the divine world. But after listening to the warning from the drunkard, he also knew that with his current strength, he did not dare to contact the gods.
cemetery.
"Master, I have a strange medicine here that may help your injury."
While talking, Zhang Yi took out the few remaining glue and handed it to the drunk maniac.
Although the rubber patch is precious, it is obviously not worth mentioning compared with the life of a drunkard.
The drunk maniac picked up the Tianbujiao and examined it. Finally, he shook his head with a smile and returned the Tianbujiao to Zhang Yi, "This medicine is indeed strange. It actually contains a trace of the power of creation. You have to live well with such a precious thing.
custody."
"Master, give it a try!"
Zhang Yi pushed the Tian Mending Glue over again and persuaded with a somewhat anxious expression.
The drunk maniac's heart warmed up, but he refused resolutely: "It's useless. My injuries were caused by the gods. Unless there is a way to eliminate the remaining divine power in my body, it is useless."
"Take it, I know what you mean, it would be great to have this."
The drunk maniac smiled and forced the rubber to Zhang Yi, his eyes were very pleased.
"Injured by the gods? Master, did you fight against people from the God Realm?"
The only god Zhang Yi came into contact with was the Kunlun Goddess, and at that time the Kunlun Goddess was still cursed. He had no idea how powerful the true god was.
"Fighting against the guys in the Cemetery of the Gods can be regarded as fighting against the gods."
The wine maniac subconsciously touched his waist, but finally glanced regretfully at the wine bottle hanging on the top of Tianjiu Peak. He always wanted to take a sip at this time.
"Master, what are gods? 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 about it and find out how to eliminate divine power.
"What is a god..."
The alcoholic lunatic looked thoughtful, "Those who have godhood are true gods, and the others are all false gods. How can a true god become a god if he doesn't die?"
"As for the elimination of divine power ... I'm afraid that only the power can eliminate the power."
"How? Don't your kid want to help the teacher to eliminate the residual power?"
After that, the wine lunatic joked Zhang Yi, and waved his hand with a smile: "This idea is very dangerous, hurry up! The god of the god is too far away from you!"
Zhang Yi actually wanted to say that the distance was not far away. Although he didn't know whether the Kunlun goddess was a true god, he himself came from the god of God. How can he talk about it?
"Master, you can try not to shoot as much as possible in the past few years. When I become a god, I will eliminate the residual power of my body!"
Zhang Yi said very seriously.
For a while, the lunatic looked at Zhang Yi's persistent eyes and stunned. After half a noise, he returned to God and laughed: "Hahaha, do your kid know how difficult it is to become a god?
Nothing has never succeeded. "
"There is neither a god, so it is the Tao of the Gods!"
Zhang Yi knows that the gods in the mouth of the wine lunatic are not the gods of the gods, but a state. This stuff is a radish and a pit. If there is no pit, pull out a radish.
After hearing the words, the lunatic loudly laughed, and the laughter suddenly sounded the sky wine peak. "Okay! It is worthy of my disciple.
The wine lunatic seemed to see himself in Zhang Yi. Why did he want to slaughter the gods and prove that he had failed? "This time, the teacher will not let you fail!"
"Master, can the people of the gods come like the immortal people to come to the ancient domain?"
Zhang Yi asked the doubts that had been buried for a long time. After all, the Kunlun goddess came from the god of the gods, and he also flowed from the realm of the gods to ancient times.
"Naturally, they can only come to the graveyards of the gods, and those who want the people of the gods to come to the fairy world will be suppressed by the world, and they go to the ancient realm with the people of the immortal world."
"What if the people of the gods come to ancient times?"
Zhang Yi asked again.
"The people of the gods come to ancient areas? There is no need? Ancient territory is an exile for the gods of the gods. Only the body of the sin will go."
Wine lunatic shook his head.
Hearing that Zhang Yi was in contemplation. He wondered how he came to Wuling at the beginning. The things in it may be more complicated than what he thought.
"Zhang Yi, do you know why the world wants to become a god?"
Suddenly asked.
"Why?"
Zhang Yi really does not understand. If you ask for a long life, the realm of the emperor is almost immortal.
"Slowly realize, it may become a god when you realize it one day."
The wine lunatic was transformed into a riddle again, leaving Zhang Yi to think alone.
"Tell you too much today, but this also gives you a preliminary understanding of the god world. For the teacher believes that your journey is absolutely more than the fairy world, the world is very exciting, and a wider world is waiting for you to explore."
"Grow up quickly!"
The lunatic lunatic patted Zhang Yi's shoulder in a long heart, and said deeply.
Zhang Yi also felt the expectations in the eyes of wine lunatic. He nodded heavily. It was actually a ghost and asked, "Master, is the thing that year?"
The wine lunatic stunned, turned around, and silently looked at the sky, but Wanzhang Xingchen could not eliminate his silence.
The lunatic did not say the answer, but it seemed to say everything, everything was self -evident.