Two guests, an old man and a young man, came to the remote village today.
The old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes and looked very simple, but his white hair and beard were meticulously groomed and he was in excellent spirits.
The young man was dressed in brocade clothes and robes. Although he looked ordinary, he was full of bookishness and had a ruler at his waist.
The two people immediately attracted the attention of the villagers when they walked into the village. However, the villagers were also discerning and knew that the two people were extraordinary, so they did not dare to come forward to talk to them.
The old man and the young man did not run around after entering the village, but came to the only pork shop.
"Boss, I want three kilograms of pork shank." The young man dropped a handful of money at the pork stall.
The pork seller was an old man. His black and white hair was tangled and tangled. He glanced at the copper coins with half-lidded eyes, and then said: "The pork is sold out today, come back tomorrow!"
The old man pinched his beard and smiled: "Butcher, I know you keep a little of the best pork leg meat every day!"
The old man selling pork raised his head and said with a dark face: "Master, we have been hiding from you for nearly a hundred years, why do you keep chasing me and the drunkard?"
The master smiled and said: "You are the only two people who survived the last eternal night. I am very curious, how did you escape Haotian?"
The butcher threw down his butcher knife and said angrily: "We escaped Haotian, but we still haven't escaped your master."
Wang Gang, who was next to the master, smiled and said, "You thought you had escaped Haotian, but you didn't know that Haotian was just too lazy to pay attention to you and the drunkard."
The butcher was stunned. Wang Gang pointed to the east. The butcher followed his finger and found a beautiful woman in white clothes and bare feet standing on the roof, looking at him with an emotionless look.
"Hao, Haotian." The butcher's legs immediately softened and he knelt down.
The goddess slowly floated down, stood in front of the butcher, and whispered: "Where is the drunkard?"
In the village wine shop, a man who had been lying down shivered all over, disappeared in an instant, and knelt down next to the butcher.
"The drunkard meets the goddess!"
The Drunkard and the Butcher are survivors of the last Eternal Night. They are both extremely powerful practitioners and have survived for thousands of years.
The Butcher broke through to the Heavenly Demon realm thousands of years ago, and his physical body is so strong that he is infinitely close to the seventh realm of the Demon Sect, "Immortality."
There is no limit to the number of drunkards and no distance between them. When it comes to the ability to teleport and hide, there is no one like him in the world.
The two of them have been hiding in a small mountain village to avoid Haotian's divine punishment and live an ordinary life. No one in the whole village knows that they are practitioners.
"You two follow me back to Chang'an." The goddess said expressionlessly.
The drunkard and the butcher lowered their heads and looked at each other. They were extremely confused and didn't understand how Haotian and the Master could mix together.
Shouldn't they start fighting when they meet?
Wang Gang helped the drunkard and the butcher to solve their doubts.
"The Goddess and the Master would like to invite you to Chang'an to jointly study the moon-making project."
Wang Gang told the drunkard and the butcher in detail about the moon-making plan, and then they understood why Haotian and the Master could coexist peacefully.
"Can man really create the moon?" asked the drunkard.
The Master said: "Actually, I can create the moon myself, but it will cost my life. Wang Gang has never let me do that."
The drunkard and the butcher opened their mouths in surprise.
Wang Gang said: "My plan is to gather all the great practitioners in the world, use the seven volumes of heavenly books as consumables, combine the Master's Wuju, Haotian's power of faith, and the power of thousands of practitioners to transform the earth under our feet and take out
Part of it made the moon!”
The goddess said: "At that time, I will integrate the Haotian Divine Kingdom into the moon, and the world will no longer be suppressed by the Divine Kingdom, and I will be reborn."
The drunkard and the butcher were moved. They didn't believe Master and Wang Gang, but they thought there was no need for Haotian to lie to them.
"After the suppression of the Kingdom of God is eliminated, as long as the cultivators have a breakthrough in knowing destiny, they can soar into the vast universe." Wang Gang threw out another temptation.
"The universe is so big that not even Haotian can find you."
"It's done." The drunkard immediately expressed his position: "Haotian has an order, and we dare not disobey it."
The goddess turned around, disappeared, and returned to Chang'an Laobi Studio.
When Ning Que saw the goddess coming back, he immediately said happily: "Sang Sang, you are back. I have cooked your favorite hot and sour noodle soup. Come and try it."
The goddess said coldly: "I am not Sangsang. Sangsang is just a false personality I used to deceive the Master. After Haotian regained consciousness, Sangsang has disappeared."
"No, you are my maid Sangsang." Ning Que said stubbornly: "Sangsang took care of me before, now it's my turn to take care of you."
The goddess frowned and raised her hand, a ray of Haotian's divine light appeared.
Ning Que screamed and was kicked out of the old pen studio. Wang Gang and his wife happened to come back with the drunkard and saw this scene.
Wang Gang took a look at Ning Que and found that his right arm was broken, but he was fine and could recover in two days.
The bowl of hot and sour noodle soup made by Ning Que fell into the hands of the goddess without spilling a drop.
The Master smiled and said, "Ning Que, you can also make me a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup."
Ning Que said bitterly: "Teacher, my hand is broken!"
"It doesn't matter, it'll be fine in a while," the master said happily.
Wang Gang directly used all his hands to help Ning Que heal his injuries, then led the drunkard and the butcher into the old pen studio and threw the scroll of the Book of Heaven to him.
"You should meditate on the Great Way of the Sun and the Moon. I will go to the Buddhist Kingdom to find the chief lecturer in a moment."
The drunkard and the butcher took the scrolls of the Heavenly Book and began to understand it as if they had found a treasure.
After Ning Que's arm was cured, he made noodle soup for everyone and some fried chicken nuggets, which he served in front of the goddess as if he were showing affection.
"Sang Sang, this is my newly developed fried chicken, please try it."
The goddess waved her hand again, Ning Que screamed and flew out again, and the bowl of fried chicken fell into the goddess' hand.
Wang Gang drank the noodle soup, then walked out of Laobi Studio, and picked up Ning Que.
"Come with me to the Buddhist Kingdom! By the way, I can seek revenge from Xiahou!"
Ning Que was so excited that he stood up instantly.
"Xiahou is in the Buddhist country?"
Wang Gang nodded and said: "After Liansheng Thirty-Two escaped from trouble, he immediately found Xiahou. The master and the disciples went to the Buddhist Kingdom to find trouble for the leader of the lecturer."
Ning Que said seriously: "I'll go get the Yuan Thirteen Arrows right away."
Wang Gang smiled and said: "Go! I'll wait for you."
Ning Que ran back to Laobi Studio, but was thrown out by the goddess after a while.
Wang Gang looked at Ning Que who was lying on the ground speechlessly. This time, both of his legs were broken.
"Why did you offend the goddess again?"
Ning Que said in pain, "I'm going to seek revenge from Xia Hou! I thought that Sangsang was my destiny, so I asked her if she wanted to go with her."
Wang Gang raised his eyebrows and said, "How dare you speak! You really thought she was still your little maid!"
"She will always be my Sangsang." Ning Que said stubbornly.
Wang Gang lifted Ning Que up, healed his injuries, and said: "Come on! Try to be the first man in Hita!"
Boom.
Suddenly a thunderbolt appeared in the sky and struck Wang Gang like lightning. Needless to say, it was definitely the work of the goddess of heaven.
Wang Gang shrank his neck and immediately moved away, leaving Ning Que alone to be struck by lightning!
