The temperature of the entire Daqian Dynasty and even the entire world has risen a lot because of this name. Wherever this name is resounding, the air in the place will boil.
"Mengshenji is completely seeking death. Just when he is about to survive the eighth catastrophe, he actually makes such a fool of himself."
In the tavern, some people were talking loudly, and there were also some people nearby who were joining in the fun and listening.
"In the past many years, Meng Shenji was the creator. He lived alone and didn't take anyone seriously. However, the various schools of thought are no small matter."
What these people are talking about is the Dream God Machine.
"What is the Creator?"
Some people feel very noble when they hear this name and ask in surprise.
"When a cultivator reaches the realm of ghosts and immortals, there are nine levels of thunder tribulation. After passing the seventh level of thunder tribulation, they can become the creator and can shape the soul. The Nine Fire Flame Dragon of Meng Shen Ji is a product of the realm of the creator."
Xu Lang joined in the fun and explained to the people next to him: "But the Creator cannot create a physical body. That's why after the Dream God Machine was shattered into a human and immortal body, he could not create one for himself. Instead, he was reincarnated. Comeback after ten years."
As soon as this kind of spiritual information was mentioned, everyone who had been listening to the excitement turned their heads and looked at Xu Lang and Su Mu beside him.
Xu Lang was wearing ordinary clothes and had an ordinary demeanor, while Su Mu was also wearing simple clothes. Without her heavenly aura, when others looked at Su Mu, they just thought that the girl was fairer and prettier, but not that stunning.
"Is this also a practitioner?"
"Please sit down and talk."
The Taoist priests heard Xu Lang's opinion and quickly asked Xu Lang to invite him.
Someone who can clearly understand the power of the Creator must be a senior figure in the spiritual world.
"I am He Yin from Zhengyi."
"This is Fan Hao from the Fan family."
"This is Hu Yuanlong from the Heart Fist Sect."
After Xu Lang took his seat, these people bowed their hands to Xu Lang and introduced each other.
Zhengyiyi is the righteous way designated by the Daqian Dynasty. The leader Ji Changyue was born in the Ji family. He took the imperial examination and later entered the Taoist sect and became the leader of Zhengyiyi. He is a famous righteous force in the world.
The Fan family is the leader of hundreds of families, and its family savings are richer than those of the Great Zen Temple.
As for the Heart Fist Sect, it is a small sect. Under the general premise of the Daqian Dynasty prohibiting martial arts and Taoism, once a member of the Heart Fist Sect is caught, they will be flooded with manholes, stripped naked and hung on the tower. However, this The Heart Fist Sect is also capable of running a business, and has secret connections with local forces and the Gate Sect. For example, when Zheng Yiyi and people from the Fan Family come here, the Heart Fist Sect quickly comes out to greet them.
"A certain family's surname is Xu."
After Xu Lang sat down, he looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, back then, a certain family lineage specialized in making official and unofficial history, and almost impacted the various schools of thought. However, the ancestors at that time did not reach the Creator. Later, the family lineage was not as good as the previous lineage. It has been passed down to this day, and there is nothing more to say.”
When Fan Hao heard this, he thought for a while and said, "It turns out he is a novelist."
The official history, street talk, and hearsay are all combined into one, and he is a novelist.
However, many things have been lost in the lineage of novelists. Fan Hao only revealed the lineage of novelists because of the long inheritance of the Fan family, the numerous books, and the detailed teachings of this lineage.
"good."
Xu Lang nodded, shook his head, and said: "I am determined to revitalize the line of novelists. After the incident of Meng Shenji appeared, I ran around the streets in the past two months, collecting various rumors, just to bring this story to life.
Recording things and spreading them to the world will help me understand my thoughts and go further."
He Yin heard this and nodded in understanding.
Cultivation is to cultivate the understanding of thoughts, and by setting a goal and doing this, you can make your thoughts very clear. The bigger the goal you set, the greater the rewards you will get.
Hong Yi set a goal for everyone to be like a dragon and moved towards the goal. Once the goal is truly achieved, the immeasurable merit gained is completely unimaginable.
"If that's the case, we might as well come together."
Fan Hao looked at Su Mu and realized that although this woman had no temperament, she was still somewhat beautiful. He patted his chest and said to Xu Lang: "This time the Meng Shen Ji offended my Fan family, the ancestor of my Fan family.
I have already arrived at the East China Sea with the Brahma Wheel. Mr. Xu, if you follow me, you will definitely be able to see the fall of the Meng Shen Ji!"
"hiss……"
Su Mu was breathing in the cool air beside him.
There is an ancestor of the Brahma family who suffered six thunder tribulations, tearing apart the realm of the void, and the Brahma Wheel was the divine weapon created by the Brahma Son to compete with the eternal kingdom. Holding the Brahma Wheel, you can compete with the Creator.
At the juncture of Meng Shen Ji going through the tribulation, an ancestor of the Brahma family appears, which is a bit of fun.
"Not just the ancestor of the Fan family."
He Yin said from the side: "The leader of Zhengyi Dao and several Supreme Elders have also arrived nearby, and we have tracked the location of the Nine Fire Flame Dragon of the Dream God Machine."
The Nine Fire Flame Dragons are nine fire dragons that are immortal in water, a skill that Meng Shenji is good at.
"Really?"
Xu Lang pretended to be surprised.
"good."
He Yin said: "This time the encirclement and suppression of Meng Shenji is the joint effort of hundreds of schools of thought, the righteous way of the world, and even the joint efforts of many Taoist sects outside the territory. In addition to us, there is also the owner of the Xuantian Pavilion, the Heavenly Snake King,
The Peacock King, Zhen Gang Sect Master Bai Fengxian, and the masters of Jing Yuan Temple, this time, Mengshenji is the enemy of the whole world!"
"hiss……"
Su Mu let out another breath of cold air.
"Asshole!"
In this restaurant, someone jumped up from the table, looked at He Yin and asked sternly: "You mentioned the master of the Xuantian Pavilion, the Heavenly Snake King, and the Peacock King. Why did you mention the Saint Tuyuan of the Jingyuan Temple?"
At that time, use a master to skip it?"
Everyone looked over and saw that this man was wearing a white robe with a white cloth wrapped around his head, which was very different from what Da Gan was wearing.
"you are……"
He Yin felt that this person's energy and blood were unusual, so he asked cautiously.
"I just want to hunt down the Saint Tuyuan of Mengshenji!"
The master of Jingyuan Temple shouted loudly, and at the same time, the blood on his body was released, as if a furnace appeared in the restaurant, making He Yin, Fan Hao and other people who practiced Yin Shen very uncomfortable.
"You're a novelist, right?"
Saint Tuyuan looked at Xu Lang and asked.
"Yeah."
Xu Lang nodded and said.
"Okay, you, and you."
Saint Tuyuan stretched out his hand and pointed at Xu Lang and Su Mu, and said: "You two follow me, Mengshenji is about to escape the tribulation. We have received the news and calculated the time and place of his tribulation. We are now going to hunt him down."
, you are a novelist, so read it well, write it well, and describe the power of my Jingyuan Temple in more detail!"
Saint Tuyuan stretched out his hand and pointed, and a three- to four-foot blanket was spread out on the ground, with red blood on it.
This is Hong Yi’s early manned flight magic weapon...
"Walk!"
The saint's figure wrapped around Xu Lang and Su Mu soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
