Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

Unconsciously, so many years have passed.

Yang Jian's eyes were full of emotion, and he recalled: "It's been a long time since I had any soup, I almost forgot the taste."

"Being able to taste the taste of hometown before dying, there is no regret, Screaming Dog, you have a heart."

He smiled, picked up the packing box in his hand, and then took a breath with a "hoola".

I have to say that the heat preservation effect of the packing box is absolutely superb. The soup is not cold at all. In the mouth, a strong fragrance suddenly spreads out. His mouth is no longer able to hold it, and the fragrance flows directly along his mouth. His stomach and facial features shook his whole body, and he seemed to have fallen into a river called Yummy.

And his tongue, soaked in the soup, seemed to be wrapped in countless softness, the juice flowing, with a slightly hot temperature, massaging the tip of the tongue, making him feel intoxicated.

It's delicious, so delicious!

Just a sip of soup completely conquered Yang Jian, leaving his brain blank and full of delicious food.

"Goooo!"

With a slight movement of the throat, the warm and jade-like soup flowed down, moisturizing the throat, passing through the esophagus, fierce and strong, filling the empty body, and the whole person suddenly felt a burst of fullness.

Immediately after that, there was an extremely comfortable feeling, and the pores all over the body seemed to stretch out, breathing.

Wow~

Yang Jian held back no sound, only onomatopoeia in his heart.

For a long time, the slightly squinted eyes slowly opened because of enjoyment, and the pupils were full of aftertaste and incredible looks.

Looking at the bowl of soup in his hand again, my heart can't help but fluctuate.

Is this really the taste of hometown?

Haven't tasted the taste of hometown for many years, has it changed so much?

Damn, such a delicious soup, doesn't it affect my Dao Xin? I was ready to sacrifice for the heroic Three Realms, but suddenly I couldn't bear to die.

But the next moment, he was taken aback.

Just feel a flow of heat starting to swim in the body, it is like a breath, wherever you go, you will feel a burst of lightness, and a little bit of dissipated power gradually begins to return.

"This, this, this is..."

Yang Jian opened his mouth slightly, looked at the soup in his hand in shock, and looked at the snarling dog.

But I saw that the snarling dog was also looking at him, nodding slowly, with grape-like eyes gleaming.

Useful, it seems really useful to the owner!

"Good soup, good soup!"

Yang Jian laughed, holding the bowl in both hands, holding it in front of him, and then started to pour it down with a "gumbling", not even picking out the wing-tip bones, mixing it in his mouth, and chewing a few times. Down, swallow them all together.

The Roaring Sky Dog stared at Yang Jian quietly with his head up, with crystal clear saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth. When he watched Yang Jian drinking soup without spitting out bones, he fell into a sluggishness.

It was expecting the owner to spit out the bones, and taste it for himself, but... there was no scum left.

This wave is lost.

After a bowl of soup, Yang Jian's face suddenly became ruddy, he only felt that there was a stream of heat surging in his body, this was vitality! The same is mana!

This soup... actually has the effect of healing and strengthening tonic, it has surpassed the so-called innate spiritual roots, it is simply amazing!

terror!

incredible!

How can there be such a magic soup in the world? Is it nurtured by heaven?

Tian Dao is actually a cook?

Because this is really incredible, Yang Jian started to think about it all his own.

"Heh, what a foodie! Tsk tsk tsk, a bowl of soup is just like this? The owner likes to eat it, and the dog likes to eat it too!"

The sealed person felt a bit amused, and said jokingly: "Yes, this is the last bowl of soup you can eat. Naturally, you should cherish it."

In fact, seeing Yang Jian drinking so fragrantly, he was still a little uneasy.

Is the soup in this world really delicious? When I get out of trouble, let's try it first.

Yang Jian looked at the surrounding stone walls, suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "You just said that I only have two ways, in fact... there is one more!"

"Oh? What can I do? Come and listen."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "I will kill you by myself!"

Around the stone wall, a mocking sound was heard, "Hahaha, are you dreaming, just by who you are now? Could you not recognize yourself after drinking a bowl of soup?"

Yang Jian exhausted his entire life and suppressed this person just to prevent him from escaping. Why was it suppressed instead of killing, because Yang Jian's power was not enough.

But... this time is different.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth were smiling, and his eyes flashed with a stern light, and the momentum was like the awakening of a blue dragon, and it began to rise.

At this moment, his temperament has undergone a huge change, from the original Young Master Pian Pian to the killing general, without flexibility, and replaced by majesty!

The sealed person obviously felt an unknown premonition, but felt it was absurd and impossible.

Yang Jian no longer sat cross-legged, but slowly got up, walked to the side, raised his wrist, and a three-pointed two-edged sword instantly turned out and appeared in his hand.

Where he originally sat cross-legged, which is the center of the seal, a figure slowly emerged from the bottom of the mountain, and finally formed.

It was an old man in gray.

The old man felt a little unbelievable. He looked at Yang Jian and said: "I didn't expect that you would really dare to let me out. It was really surprising that you swelled up to this point."

Although he was still suppressed at the bottom of the mountain, Yang Jian, who was in the front of the battle, gave up at this time, and his suppression was greatly reduced. Although he did not return to his peak, he could easily kill Yang Jian and the Sky Dog.

Yang Jian's approach is no different from death.

Yang Jian's face was cold and stern, and the tip of the gun was slowly raised, "Huh! There are so many things you can't believe!"

"Huhuhu—"

At this moment, a gust of wind was blowing towards Yang Jian, flying his hair uncontrollably, causing Yang Jian's brows to frown.

I couldn't help looking at the snarling dog who was blowing **** the side, and said: "Snarling dog, what do you mean?"

The snarling dog immediately closed his mouth and stood up, scratching his head, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

The gray-clothed old man stared blankly, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't have time to watch your master and servant perform. For the sake of your initiative to let me out, I will give you a happy one!"

He killed and fell decisively, directly raising his hand, the mighty mana Pengbai surging, with flames rising, turning into a huge flame palm, and heading towards Yang Jian.

After this palm, he stood there, waiting for Yang Jian to turn into ashes before he officially broke through the mountain!

However, a dazzling light flashed, like a full moon, from top to bottom, splitting the palm of the flame in half, Yang Jian stood there with no expression on his face, staring at the gray-clothed old man coldly, his whole body was like a stormy wave. Beat the shore, suppress it!

Can actually block my blow?

Could he still hide his strength?

No, it's not right!

This momentum...

It is the breath of the peak!

"How can this be?!"

The gray-clothed old man widened his eyes, and was shocked by Yang Jian's momentum. He took a few steps back, his scalp was numb, and his voice changed. "You actually recovered your cultivation?!"

His thoughts turned sharply, and he quickly thought of the reason, and took a breath, "It's the reason for that bowl of soup! It's impossible. How could a bowl of soup have such effects? It's impossible!"

"you do not need to know!"

Yang Jian's voice was cold, he did not dare to delay, for fear that something might happen.

The three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand gently swung towards the old man, and suddenly formed a huge blade, slashing towards the old man!

"Impossible, this is not true!"

The gray-clothed old man was crazy, he couldn't figure out why.

Under the crisis of life and death, he used all his life-saving methods, and he did not hesitate to lose the foundation, but he has been sealed for so many years, and his strength has long been out of ten. How can he compare with the current Yang Jian.

After not struggling for long, he was so disfigured by the sword and light!

Yang Jian looked at the place where the old man disappeared with complicated eyes, and suddenly felt a dreamlike feeling.

The enemy who had troubled him for countless years disappeared so easily, and the root of all this was just... a bowl of soup.

Not to mention the dead gray-clothed old man, even he himself felt that the world was too crazy.

The Sky Dog was not surprised, this was what it expected, and following Da Hei, its vision was already much higher, and proudly said: "It's so dead, it's so cheap for him!"

On the other hand, Yang Jian was extremely solemn, and said: "Snarling Dog, where did you get this soup?"

"begging?"

The snarling dog shook his head, "This soup was specially packaged and brought here during a banquet in Tiangong."

"The banquet in Tiangong?"

Yang Jian took a deep breath, his mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't believe it, and said in surprise: "For so many years, Tiangong has been so powerful? Have you started to drink this kind of soup?"

The changes in this world are too fast and too fast.

Yang Jian suddenly felt like a turtle.

"Master, it's a banquet in Tiangong, but it's not held by Tiangong, but a monstrous expert. This soup is also made by that expert."

Speaking of the expert, the Sky Dog's eyes showed deep awe, and then he said with pride: "I also recognized a super powerful dog brother, who raised his hand to easily kill the quasi-sage of another world."

Yang Jian realized that the world might have undergone major changes that he didn't know about. The information he knew so far made him get goose bumps all over his body, and something called craze began to flow all over his body.

The monstrous master.

This soup was actually made by someone.

There is also the dog eldest brother recognized by the snarling dog, who can kill the quasi-sage...

Anything is challenging his worldview, but he doesn't doubt everything the Sky Dog said.

He knew that he had to go to the Heavenly Palace, but before that, he spoke to the Snarling Dog in a very solemn manner: "Snarling Dog, after you go out, tell me everything that happened!"

...

Mozu.

The Great Demon King knelt again in the place where the Demon God was sleeping, his face was sad.

His eyes were slightly fierce, and a mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth, spitting out on a black flame not far in front, and immediately, the black flame burned, with a strong magical energy radiating out.

The Great Demon King showed expectation and immediately shouted: "Great Demon King, please see Lord Demon God!"

However, until the flames gradually dissipated, there was still no response at all.

Having not seen him for so long, the Great Demon King has not only not recovered, but he is also three points thinner than before, which can be described as skinny.

The originally round face was thinned into a super awl face with prominent facial bones.

This is the result of him constantly squirting blood and calling the demon god.

However, the loss was so great, but he still couldn't get the slightest reply from Lord Demon God, and the heart of the Great Demon Lord was too painful.

"Master Demon God, my demons have been humiliated by others, and now I don't even dare to do anything wrong outside. It's already too miserable!"

The great demon said in a sad tone, with anger, and said: "The Heavenly Palace and Buddhism were rebuilt. Even the ancestor of Styx borrowed the Killing Spear, but it didn't mean to return it at all. This is because everyone does not put us in their eyes. Please also the Lord Demon God to wake up and revive my demons!"

The Great Devil sighed and felt aggrieved.

Who would have thought that the original imposing and unscrupulous Demon Clan had fallen into such a frustration in such a short period of time. The Demon Lord died inexplicably, and even the innate treasure would never return.

But at this moment, a magic envoy hurriedly walked from outside and said in a hurry: "Master Demon King, Ancestor Styx is here!"

"He is embarrassed to come?!"

The Great Demon King's eyes sank, then he got up and went straight to the hall of the demon clan.

Not long after, he came to the main hall and saw the ancestor Styx sitting on a chair swaying, he immediately snorted and said: "The ancestor Styx is here, but he came to return my demon clan’s sharp spear. ?"

Although Styx is a quasi-sage, the Great Demon King represents the entire demon clan, and there is a demon **** behind him, so naturally he will not bow to him.

"Not bad." Ancestor Styx nodded, raised his hand and waved, a dark spear appeared in his hand and placed it on one side of the table, and then said: "But... I hope you can tell me one. news."

The big devil frowned slightly and said, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know where the dead bodies of their two saints, Zhundi and the lead, went to after Buddhism was destroyed?"