The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 406: My son-in-law has a big appetite

“…Ahem…his name is Qi Yuan.” Jiang Ruhua said, feeling a little embarrassed.

 After all, now, in this world, no one knows that Qi Yuan can eliminate the great calamity.

 His son-in-law has the same name as that person, which is really embarrassing.

When Wang Lingtong heard this, even though he was a great master, his heart beat violently at this moment.

He suddenly looked towards the stairs ahead, and saw a blood-red figure in a robe slowly descending, his feet stepping on the stairs, making a stepping sound.

Jiang Lingsu, who was dressed in a plain robe, was holding the figure on her arm, with an irrepressible joy deep in her eyes.

 All the drinking monks present put down their glasses at this moment and stood up silently.

 In the restaurant, the only sound that could be heard was the rustling of footsteps on the wooden stairs.

Jiang Ruhua didn't notice the monks getting up, but the sound of Qi Yuan stepping on the stairs made him blush a little.

 Sigh, my son-in-law is worthy of coming from a small place like him, and his quality is almost the same. He even makes such a loud noise when walking.

 He was a little confused and couldn't think at all.

At this moment, all the dignitaries in the restaurant shouted in unison, no matter how noble they were or how prominent their backgrounds were.

 Where is the future and the way forward?

“Although the great calamity has been eliminated, you still have the mark left on you by the One behind the great calamity.

Jiang Ruhua blinked, as if doubting his ears and eyes.

　　When all the great lords saw this, they did not dare to speak, and they did not even have anyone to refute.

But he saw all the monks present bowing in unison, and a deafening sound swept through them at this moment.

 Quality!

He decided that when he returned to Dongtu, he must educate Qi Yuan well, and he could not lose the face of the monks from Dongtu when he was away from home.

 So...you are still living in my Zifu for the time being.

 That’s why I swallowed the Canglan Realm and put it into my Zifu.

There are thousands of Yang Shen Tianzun under his command!

 “Let’s pay our respects to the senior Blood-clothed Sword God!”

 In front of the man in the **** robe, they were all humbled to the extreme.

The voices of these monks turned into a ringing in the ears.

His heart felt empty for a while, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was numb and numb.

I am a very generous person. This time I swallowed you up without your consent. Some of them were rented and sold by force... I will not charge you rent. "

 Therefore, not worthy!

 Otherwise, these monks are here...to act?

　　If placed in the upper realm, it would probably be the supreme one!

At this time, Qi Yuan, who looked lazy, yawned, with deep tiredness still in his eyes.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, she was already convinced that Qi Yuan was the real Qi Yuan.

 No wonder he couldn't see the cultivation level of these monks. These weakest ones... are probably all great masters.

When the blood-colored face came into view, a face that was extremely handsome and a little lazy appeared, as if spring sleepiness had not yet been resolved. Jiang Ruhua stood up suddenly and looked at the young man holding his precious daughter. He was about to question.

Now that the great calamity has been eliminated, if the blood-clothed sword gods are not the common masters of the world, how can they exist?

 After all, in the Canglan Realm today, the stars in the sky are not there, only the ten suns are visible in the sky.

 Now that he is in a dilemma, he can only pretend to be dead, and then...a huge surprise surges in his heart.

Wang Lingtong secretly glanced at Jiang Ruhua, still looking forward to it, hoping that this brother would really go...

 Qi Yuan...is it Qi Yuan? !

 “Senior, you have eliminated great calamities and made immeasurable merits. You should be our human emperor in Canglan Realm!”

 Leave my Zifu, if the person behind the catastrophe wants to take revenge, you will all perish in a single thought.

 After all, the person in front of you is a ruthless man who has destroyed three thousand catastrophes!

 Master Dao...has become famous?

 He glanced at the great master present and Jiang Ruhua, who seemed to be in need of first aid, and spoke slowly.

 After all, this is the blood-clothed sword **** who caused great catastrophe!

 His words are more effective than laws.

　　　He who is an emperor should carry the blue waves on his shoulders.

Haven’t you seen how quiet it is here?

Of course, he only dared to think about it, not even much.

 The rest of the great lords agreed.

“Senior, you should be the common master of the world!” Lord Baiyu bowed down and said, the former number one in the Canglan Realm.

The sound was uniform and uniform, as if emanating from one person, splitting rocks and flowing clouds, resounding throughout the sky.

The Canglan Realm has been swallowed up by him, so how can he carry it on his shoulders?

 He was in a hurry, and the harsh words he just said were going to hit Qi Yuan's sinuses.

"The title of Human Emperor represents responsibility, and I... don't deserve it."

Qi Yuan stretched his body and spoke in a calm voice.

Hearing this, the great masters around looked at each other, or looked surprised.

At this time, Wang Lingtong stood up and said loudly: "What the senior Blood-clothed Sword God said is true. Someone from the Star Li Realm. The Heavenly Lord of our realm once said that the people behind the great catastrophe will remain in our bodies." Seal, our life and death are all in one thought.

Now, the great calamity has dissipated. If that person knew about it, he might wipe out the mark and harvest us! "

 When the other monks heard this, they broke into a cold sweat.

 The great calamity is so terrifying and powerless, and the people behind the great calamity... are simply unimaginable.

 All the calculations and thoughts before coming here have come to nothing.

Great Lord Baiyu stepped forward with a firm gaze: "Senior's will is the will of Canglan Realm!"

 At this moment, he did not mention the common master of the world.

 After all, all the creatures in Canglan Realm owe Qi Yuan.

"I'm not interested in these things. I'm just an immortal cultivator with no ambition, weak strength, and even difficulty in protecting myself. I'm afraid of some societies and some of them are otakus."

 Sigh, it’s all because of this **** social atmosphere.

If it weren't for the Black Mountain Sect being too arrogant, the Palace of Light forcing people too hard, the Dark Sun being arrogant and domineering, and the Great Tribulation being ruthless.

 Some netizens troll me online every day, how can I be so tired?

I just hope to see a peaceful, friendly, harmonious, and upright world of immortality. It’s that simple.

If this were the case, I would huddle in the sect and play games every day, how great it would be! "Qi Yuan said seriously.

 He is inherently afraid of society and is not suitable to be a savior.

 In the game, it’s fine, but in reality, it’s not necessary.

 When the other great masters heard this speech, they all looked at each other, and some did not dare to speak.

 The words of the blood-clothed sword **** really made them a little confused.

Jiang Lingsu looked at his senior brother with a smile in his eyes.

The senior brother is still the familiar senior brother, and what he says is always so strange.

“Senior, don’t worry, we will do our best to clean up the atmosphere in the world of immortality!” Master Baiyu spoke with a firm voice.

Cold sweat broke out on the spine of the great gentleman who originally liked to use swear words.

“We are willing to create a peaceful and friendly world of immortality for our predecessors!”

“Not bad, not bad.” Qi Yuan complimented casually and then said, “Wait a moment, I fought against the Great Tribulation before, and the aftermath caused the death of many creatures. Alas, this is all my fault.”

 Qi Yuan lamented that fighting against a great calamity would inevitably have aftermath, even if there were the yin and yang of the underworld separating them, it would still be unavoidable.

Great Lord Baiyu said quickly: "The sin of this battle is not the fault of our predecessors!"

 “This is a sin of great calamity!”

 No one dared to blame Qi Yuan.

Even if someone blames someone, they, the great masters, will not let those voices enter Qi Yuan’s ears.

 “Fortunately, you are as smart as me and have been prepared for it.”

 Qi Yuan, who was dressed in a blood-red robe, stretched out his palm. Following his voice, the original lazy temperament was swept away, and his aura became extremely sacred, like a **** sitting upright in the ninth heaven.

His arm around Jiang Lingsu never separated.

 When Jiang Ruhua saw Qi Yuan like this, he felt a sense of worship in his heart.

 The other great masters also think the same way.

　　The previous blood-clothed sword **** was too friendly and approachable, and too dreamy.

Such solemnity is in line with his temperament.

 It was infinitely sacred, mysterious, and suddenly, the breath became extremely dark. Between heaven and earth, it seems as if a **** has opened, and an endless mysterious atmosphere fills the air.

But when I saw the majestic and upright **** speaking, his voice was vast and deep, like the voice of ancient sacrifices.

"The soul is back, don't ask for help from all over the world!"

 “It is luxuriant without roots, but duckweed is more floating and sinking.”

 “The Wuyi Qing Dynasty is just a little bit fluttering.”

 “Everything I mark will return!”

 With Qi Yuan's voice, the world was shaken at this moment.

 The weird aura is extremely strong.

 It was as if the gates of Hades were opened.

This voice spread throughout the world of Canglan, and all living creatures heard it.

“Is this the voice of the **** sword god?”

"What is he doing?"

 Countless monks and mortals, as well as insects, birds and beasts were confused.

　　All the great masters also left inexplicably to explore, only to see the broken mountains and rivers nearby, and the dead mortal monks, all of whom were summoned by inexplicable calls and returned from the dead silence.

"I'm alive?"

 “No, what happened?”

 “Dad, you are still alive!”

Countless monks were shocked, and some showed fear.

In the Canglan Realm, all the creatures that perished due to this war reawakened at this moment.

 Their bodies may turn into dead souls, and then instantly turn back into the same shape as before.

Countless monks saw this scene and regarded it as a miracle.

As for the Canglan Realm, who else can perform such a miracle besides the blood-clothed sword **** Qi Yuan!

 “Blood-clothed Sword God!”

Countless people kowtowed in worship, and some monks were trembling.

 This is beyond their imagination.

Especially for those great masters, the scene before them is not recorded even in ancient books.

At this time, a complicated look flashed in Qi Yuan's eyes with a sacred look: "The boundary between life and death turns out to be change. Alas, it's another day of growing brains."

While using the function of the underworld, Qi Yuanruo gained something and understood that life and death, to a certain extent, are also the conversion of energy and the change of all things.

 This is somewhat similar to Ning Tao's realization when he stepped into Yangshen, that time does not exist, but time is change.

Of course, he only gained a small amount, and there seems to be more unknown about his underworld.

 Jiang Ruhua swallowed when she saw this scene.

  As for sinus irritation, he didn't even dare to think about it.

 The blood-clothed sword **** in front of him was powerful beyond his understanding and imagination.

Those great lords felt it more deeply than he did.

The stronger you are, the more you understand how shocking the miracle of the Blood-clothed Sword God is!

"Okay, is there anything else?" Qi Yuan said, his sacred temperament disappeared, and he turned back into the ordinary Shenguang Sect Zifu Daxiu before, "If nothing happens, I'll go back and catch up on some sleep."

 He was still very sleepy and tired.

 The previous battle consumed too much of his energy.

At this time, Wang Lingtong suddenly knelt down, and Wang Lingshan beside him also knelt down.

"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God, please...swallow my star from the realm!"

 The purpose of their coming here is to seek help from the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 After all, the great calamity has been destroyed, but the marks on them are still there.

If the man from Taihuang Palace thinks about it, all the living creatures in the Xingli Realm will perish in an instant.

Seeing that the Blood-clothed Sword God did not speak, Wang Lingtong continued: "As long as the senior Blood-clothed Sword God swallows the Xingli Realm, all the skills in the Xingli Realm will be owned by the senior!"

“Senior, don’t you want the atmosphere in the Immortal Realm to be better? Alas, most of the monks in the Xingli Realm have some problems with themselves, including drunkards and bad-mouthed people. We still need seniors to correct the atmosphere!”

“There are other worlds where there are great catastrophes. The world of immortal cultivators is in a state of depression. Many cultivators have mental problems. This also requires the blood-clothed sword **** to correct the atmosphere!"

“All the skills in the Three Thousand Realms will be obtained by the senior Blood-clothed Sword God!”

 “Senior please, swallow the three thousand realms alive!”

Wang Lingtong has a deep voice and a pious attitude.

 Obviously, he had made some preparations before coming and knew something about the character of the **** sword god.

Of course, he also knows that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Making unreasonable assumptions and pleasing the strong man's preferences may arouse the strong man's dislike.

 But at this moment, he could no longer be cautious.

 Three Thousand Worlds may be destroyed at any time.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan thought for a moment: "What you said makes sense."

 Gongfa is the second best.

 The skills in the Three Thousand Realms are actually not as good as those collected in the Buddhist Kingdom.

Now, if the person in Taihuang Palace knew the fate of the great catastrophe, he might activate the mark and harvest the Three Thousand Worlds.

Having harvested the Three Thousand Worlds, the one from Taihuang Palace will definitely be stronger.

 So, in order to prevent the evil-doing Taihuang Palace from becoming stronger, he had the obligation to swallow up the Three Thousand Realms.

 The most important thing is that he, Qi Yuan, is a law-abiding and kind person who never kills innocent people indiscriminately and will blink his eyes when he kills someone.

 So, these three thousand realms must be swallowed alive!

“Senior, these are the coordinates of the Star Li Realm. We will give you the coordinates of the other three thousand realms as soon as possible!” Wang Lingtong was extremely excited and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

As long as the other party is willing to swallow it, there is still a way to survive in the Three Thousand Realms.

 The man in black robe next to him was a little happy when he heard this, but he was more regretful and disappointed.

 Because, his hometown has been swallowed up by the disaster long ago, and not a single scrap has been left.

"No need, I got all the coordinates during the great catastrophe." Qi Yuan's voice was calm, and then he looked at Wang Lingtong, "I have swallowed so many realms alive, what if I get diarrhea?"

Wang Lingtong was a little silent when he heard this, not knowing how to answer.

"Okay, no more nonsense, I'm going to swallow the three thousand realms. After I finish swallowing, I will sleep for a while to eat."

 After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he took Jiang Lingsu and disappeared, leaving only the Master who was present with a shocked look on his face.

“Senior Blood-clothed Sword God swallowed three thousand realms alive... It’s simply unimaginable!” Lord Baiyu said, his voice incomprehensible.

 The other great masters could not imagine what kind of scene this was.

“The senior swordsman in blood-clothed clothes in the Canglan Realm is a blessing from the Canglan Realm!” An eminent person sighed with emotion.

 The catastrophe has been solved, and they still seem to be in a dream at this moment.

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But who would have known that the great catastrophe was more powerful than imagined. Three thousand great catastrophes were enough to make all the monks lose the heart to resist.

 In the end, he was still suppressed by the **** sword god!

At this time, Wang Lingtong looked at Jiang Ruhua, took a deep breath, and said with a hint of flattery in his voice: "Senior, I didn't expect that the woman next to Senior Blood-robed Sword God is actually your daughter."

 Jiang Ruhua was a little happy when he heard this, but then he thought, how can you transmit such a thing?

You should speak up!

 The monks in this big place are so short-sighted!

Seeing these great masters discussing the Blood-clothed Sword God, Jiang Ruhua suddenly sighed inexplicably, but the voice of emotion was loud: "Oh, my son-in-law has a big appetite, and he will eat three thousand realms alive at one time. If he comes to my Jiang family as a guest, How to entertain people?"

As Jiang Ruhua's voice fell, the eyes of all the great masters present fell on Jiang Ruhua at this moment.

 Shock, surprise, awe...all kinds of looks.

 Jiang Ruhua felt extremely touched when she saw this scene.

“My Jiang family is so poor, alas.” Jiang Ruhua sighed again.

 (End of this chapter)