In a temple on a green hill, a young man looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva in front of him, and there was no respect in his eyes, but a faint disdain in his eyes.

This young man was dressed in white, the kind of clothing of ancient times, and his long hair was tied back of his head, like a Xiucai who had come out of ancient times, but his body exuded not the literati atmosphere of Xiucai, but was full of a kind of killing aura that only a general can have.

The young man is angular, has extremely handsome facial features, and has a fair face, like white jade, just with this appearance, it will make people unforgettable at a glance.

If he walks on the street, it will definitely cause many star-chasing girls to scream, he is really handsome.

It's a pity that in his eyes, he is too indifferent, as if everything in the world is just a scenery for him, and it is not worth any nostalgia for him.

He is in this Taoist temple, but he is just with a game mentality, as if he is a god descending from the sky, and he sees everything very lightly.

"There is no god in the world, and the weak always pin their hopes on the gods, which is really unchanged for thousands of years. The young man said lightly, and in his tone, there was a kind of vicissitudes of history.

"Little friend, people live a lifetime, always have awe, if there is no faith, just like a ship walking on the sea can not see the lights, you can only go with the flow, ups and downs. An old monk who was meditating suddenly spoke.

"You mean, I should believe that there is a god in the world?" the young man sneered.

"The gods have always been there, and it has always watched over us. The old monk continued.

"Ignorance, if there is a Buddha in this world, I really want to see it, but unfortunately, it is just an illusory person, it has been like this for thousands of years, in my opinion, if you want to worship the Buddha, you might as well worship me. The youth said.

"Little friend, you are insulting God, and you will go to eighteen layers of hell after death. ”

"I never believed in any eighteen layers of hell, and if there were, I would break it. The youth said.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous...... At a young age, without reverence, and without regard to gods and Buddhas, there is anything else in this world that you are afraid of. ”

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of anything, because it's always other people who are afraid of me. The young man laughed.

The old monk shook his head, feeling that the heart of young people is higher than the sky, and in today's society, sooner or later he will suffer a big loss.

However, when the old monk got up to look back at the figure of the young man, his eyes suddenly contracted, and he saw that on the stone slab of the main hall, there were clear footprints of the young man, until the young man walked out of the main hall, and the bluestone outside the main hall also fell with the footsteps of the young man, and there were traces that were not deep or shallow.

The young man carried his hands behind his back and did not look back, but the old monk was already dumbfounded, because he saw the young man step by step into the air, stepping into the air.

"Living Immortal ......" The old monk suddenly knelt down, folded his hands, and bowed to the young man with five bodies.

The young man who was far away showed a faint smile and shook his head gently: "Ignorant human beings, walking in the air, are just a means of martial artists, so they are all called gods and Buddhas by you, and they are really ignorant." ”

After touring the mountains, the young man sighed that this modern society is becoming more and more unfavorable for cultivation.

"In such a world, I'm afraid it's hard to produce a strong person. The young man shook his head, showing pity, and then, he came to the place where martial artists often gather in the martial arts, and felt a few slightly powerful breaths, and couldn't help but sigh again: "It's really weak, even the true qi realm can't be reached, this continent is getting more and more degraded." ”

The warriors in the martial arts have no feeling for the peeps of the youth.

When the young man returned to his lodgings, he saw a middle-aged man standing at the door, waiting for him.

"Done?"

Hearing the young man's inquiry, the middle-aged man shook his head silently.

"Hmm, a trivial matter that even stumped you, the king realm, I doubt that I left the wrong person in the first place. The youth's gaze fell on the middle-aged man.

"Young Master, something has changed, if it weren't for the appearance of that Ye Qiu, I would have taken back the recipe for the Ten Thousand Soul Liquid a long time ago. The middle-aged man lowered his head, a warrior from the Human King Realm, bowed his head to the young man, which showed that the identity of this young man was extraordinary.

"Oh?" the young man looked surprised, the reason why he wanted to know the recipe of the panacea liquid was because of the magic of the panacea elixir.

The energy contained in the elixir of all kinds of elixirs can make ordinary people get rid of all diseases, strengthen their bodies, and increase their lifespan, this effect is too unusual, although he has also tried the effect of the elixir, which is of little help to him, but he is very curious, how can ordinary humans make such a thing as a panacea elixir that is similar to the effect of elixir.

Ye Qiu...... When you talk about this person, I think of it, I heard that the magic elixir came from his hand, but you are a king, facing a young man, you will not return in vain. ”

Speaking of this, the muscles on the middle-aged man's face trembled.

"What the hell is going on?" the young man realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

Then, the middle-aged man recounted the experience of his fight with Ye Qiu, and even the fact that Ye Qiu asked him to get out in the end.

The young man showed a hint of surprise, being able to defeat this old slave of his, this Ye Qiu was very unusual.

"It depends on the owner to beat the dog, this Ye Qiu knows my existence, and he humiliates you so much, a little backbone. The young man did not get angry immediately, but showed a trace of appreciation, but this look of appreciation was fleeting, and his face instantly turned cold: "However, the person who moved me, even if you have the backbone, you will die." ”

"Young master, this person's strength is not low, so he can't be careless. The middle-aged man reminded.

"Are you worried that I won't be able to clean him up?" The young man's eyes flashed suddenly, and the middle-aged man hurriedly changed his words: "No, I'm just reminding the young master not to despise him." ”

The young man didn't care, and said lightly: "Now in this world, it is not easy to cultivate to the realm of the human king, I naturally will not look down on him, on the contrary, I am very interested in him, but I can't wait to see him." ”

"I thought there was no one worthy of me in this world, although this person's strength is only the realm of the king of people, but he can also practice his hands, I haven't done it for so many years, I feel that my bones are going to rust, and it's time to move, I just hope he doesn't let me down too much. The young man said slowly.

The middle-aged man buried his head and said: "The young master makes a move, no matter how strong this person is, he will be defeated after all." ”

"Hehe, I hope that he will not fight some, and before the big opportunity opens, it will not be too lonely to have such a guy to play with me. The young man smiled.

"The great opportunity must belong to you, young master, at that time, we can take the opportunity to leave this declining world and return to the ancestral land. The middle-aged man said.

"After a thousand years of sleep, I can't wait to return. The young man sighed, but he could hear excitement in his voice.

(End of chapter)