This Person is Too Serious Chapter 46

　　 High-quality ingredients often only require simple cooking.

　　 With a graceful smile on his mouth, Wu Mao kept flipping the grill in front of him, and the two tender meats from the legs of the thousand-year-old fierce beast exuded a faint sound.

　　 Senior Shennong sat aside with a gloomy expression, turned his head and looked thousands of miles away, the old man and the woman in black who had been hanged upside down in the enchantment of the daughter country.

　　"If you hadn't stopped Wuwang just now, the old man would rush back to the human domain tonight!

　　 How long has this been peaceful? They are so defiant, arrogant and domineering, and they have given me back the privilege and defended the way!

　　 Up and down effect, teach by example!

　　 I thought this Sihai Pavilion was not rotten to the bone, but now I realize that the problem is so difficult! "

　　 "Senior, calm down, calm down," Wu Wei persuaded warmly, "If you want to take action, it's not your turn to take action."

　　 Shennong suddenly cast a relieved look.

　　 Wu Wang changed his words in an instant: "You can arrange for a few generals to station in the Sihai Pavilion, and it will be solved."

　　 "Oh," Shennong shook his head and said again, "Don't bother so much. After the old man solves the most important matter, he can return to the human domain and rectify his internal affairs."

　　 "Senior found what you are looking for?"

　　 "I just learned a few clues," the old man smiled with a fire reflected in his eyes, "You know, the last time I sent you to the Women's Country, I was ready to see you when you became a fairy.

　　 Never thought that you did such a show in the women's country, which is really surprising.

　　Believing in becoming a god, the conditions of the women's kingdom are truly unique... Wuwang, how did you think of such an idea in such a short time, is it because your mother Cang Xue had this intention? "

　　 Wu Wang:...

　　 "Ah, yes, I have learned everything I know how to become a god."

　　 Shennong suddenly narrowed his eyes, but his smile quickly faded, and then he sighed, "Is Kitano going down this road too? This walk is a **** storm. I don't know how much blood will be shed."

　　 Wu Wang raised his eyebrows. There was something in the words of the old predecessor, as if he wanted him to ask a few words.

　　 Can he ask?

　　 Just what happened to me today, the tone of the two immortals in Sihai Pavilion just now...

　　Really, Wu Wang swears with the hair of the Star God.

After he went to the human domain, he immediately concealed his name and dived into the soil. He must create a perfect false identity, find a family with good looks and balanced male and female disciples, and honestly learn the postures and poses he wants to learn. ,Knowledge.

　　 After finishing school, immediately go back to Kitano and hide!

　　 The more I talk to the older generations now, the more trouble I will cause;

　　 If things spread out about soaking feet, scalping heads, eating meat and drinking with the contemporary emperor, maybe it will arouse many people who are jealous.

　　 In case they misunderstand who they are the heir to the emperor, it is not always necessary to directly carry out the assassination.

　　 So Wu Wang calmly exposed the topic: "The daughter of the country, the lord of the country is so beautiful, it's a pity."

　　 "What a pity?"

　　 Shennong said with a stern face: "She may become a deity in the future. Although she won't have much combat power, she may play a role at a critical moment.

　　 Speaking of this episode of Niancheng God, you know that Human Domain also tried it in its early years. "

　　 Wu Wang could only shook his head with a smile, and whispered a few complaints in his heart-it was really not easy to break the topic that the old man wanted to talk about.

　　 "You said, I just listened to it."

　　 "In the current human domain, how many people still know that it was not easy for the sages to develop in those days."

　　 Shennong's eyes slightly squinted, and he let out a long sigh, as if sighing clouds and fog.

　　 Wu Wang blinked, and suddenly saw a picture scroll appearing behind the old predecessor. He put down the grill and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but there was nothing left again.

　　 just listen to the old predecessors:

　　"The battle of the innate gods in the past was a chaotic battle between the innate gods of the two major camps in the north and the south.

　　 Our mother and daughter of the human race were also involved in this huge catastrophe, and eventually disappeared and disappeared.

　　The human race had been thriving between heaven and earth for a long time. It took root in most areas of Jiuye and was inevitably involved in it.

　　 The final result of that battle of gods was that most of the innate gods had died out. The new overlord, Diqiang, defeated the ancient overlord, Candle Dragon, who led some of the innate gods to disappear without a trace, and Emperor Qi established a heavenly palace and sealed Jiuye.

　　 Your star **** in the North Wild was the strong man in the Emperor's camp back then. His strength was enough to fight with the Emperor, so he was able to monopolize the North Wild with a severely wounded body in the end.

　　 Look at Nishino, there are dozens of innate gods, and none of them can fight.

　　 The degree to which Dao is mastered, and the power of Dao itself, has led to a very serious polarization of the strength of the innate gods.

　　 Do you know, who was the strongest under the imperial account? "

　　 Wu Wang pondered for a while, and said slowly: "The **** who monopolizes the southern wild?"

　　 "Yes, it's the **** of Nanye, the ancient **** of fire."

　　Shen Nong stopped talking, took out a soil xun from his sleeve, and blew it on his mouth for a while.

　　 The night breeze is coming, and the heaven and the earth seem to be extremely cool.

　　 When Wu Wei's meat was almost roasted, the old man took out two gourds and threw one to Wu Wei. The two of them ate and talked.

　　 "That's really, a long dark night...

　　 People who have passed away in the distant past do not know whether they are peaceful at this time.

　　The ancient fire **** has a tyrannical temperament and has no sense of identity with creatures. If it doesn't go well, it will fall into the sky, but it will not let go of any beautiful creatures.

　　 Those who fled across the sea in the southern wilds will be burned alive. The first thing all living things must do every day is to pray to him in exchange for a little mercy.

　　 The people at that time depended on gathering and hunting for their livelihoods, and a small number of creatures mastered the word of God, and thus became the spokesperson of God, with a second layer of oppression.

　　Finally, disaster fell on the human race..."

　　 In the Great Wilderness back then, there was no fire at night. If you want to use fire, you can only wait for the blessing of Vulcan, or get some natural fire occasionally.

　　 A young tribal leader of the human race caught fire by drilling a wood, and this method was promoted. The human race and the hundred races in the southern wild quickly mastered how to control the flame.

　　 Because of this, their fear of flames has subsided for the most part, and they began to associate with the bonfire at night, and they danced around the fire.

　　 This angered Vulcan, and Vulcan descended a roaring fire, destroying many creatures.

　　 Finally, the angry Vulcan was calmed down, and the young leader of the human tribe was to be executed.

　　 The leader did not bow his head easily. He arranged everything so that the tribesmen turned him to the throne of Vulcan, and Vulcan pardoned his tribe.

　　 Vulcan asked the leader who had found a way to control the flames to confess his guilt, but he declared war on the gods. He was hit by a finger from the ancient Vulcan sitting in the volcano, wrapped in flames in the air, and finally fell into the sea.

　　People thought he was dead, and Vulcan felt that he had already wiped out his soul.

　　 But this is how he survived.

　　 No one knows how much suffering he experienced later, and no one knows how many difficulties he has survived.

　　 Finally, thousands of years later, when the ancient Vulcan once again descended into the sky to vent the humiliation he suffered at the banquet in the palace, an old man stood up.

　　 He wore a drape, bare feet, and stepped on the smoke of the sea. He walked to the throne of the volcano where the Vulcan was sitting, looked up and shouted:

　　 "Vulcan, please give us a land to thrive!"

　　 Ancient Fire God stared at the old man, looked at the familiar eyes, grinned, and pressed a finger towards this thin figure.

　　 The old man stood still, his hair fluttering, showing the scars on his cheeks.

　　 That finger slammed down like a mountain, but it paused as it approached the earth. A fiery wind rushed from the fingertips to all directions, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.

　　 Vulcan was stunned, feeling a force erupting from his fingertips, spreading throughout his body;

　　 Feeling the rotation of the heavens and the earth, his huge body soars, and immediately falls heavily, smashing out mountains.

It struggling to sit up in shock and struggling, looking at the position where its fingertips had just tapped, the figure standing there quietly, the clothes on its body had fallen, and its figure jumped up, stirring the universe, breaking through the world, and hitting The Vulcan forehead...

　　 "A fierce battle lasted thousands of days and nights."

　　 Shennong put down the wine gourd, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "And guess what?"

　　 Is this still a guess? The result is not obvious.

　　 Of course, you must pay attention to your tone and intonation, and you must highlight your nervousness and worries, and ask with concern:

　　 "Vulcan defeated?"

　　 Shennong smiled a little, and said slowly:

　　 "Vulcan was defeated.

　　 is really fortunate that he has a bad temper, and offended the innate **** who can offend him. Before he finally fell, the world was full of lively gazes.

　　 And when the godhead of the ancient fire **** was smashed to pieces by the old man, many innate gods suddenly realized something. "

　　 Wu Wang spit out three words: "Till God."

　　 "Yes, it's slaughter."

　　 Shennong's eyebrows flew up, and the whole person was a little elated: "This is the first time that the acquired creatures in the great wilderness have defeated the powerful innate **** head-on.

　　 Just when the innate gods hadn't recovered, the old man of the slaughter **** swallowed the **** of fire, burst out a bright flame, control the avenue of fire, and stood in the sky of the South Wild.

　　 its name, Suiren. "

　　 The gods fell into a panic and launched a road-to-road offensive. The Suiren clan stood firm and fought with the besieging gods while comprehending the avenue of fire.

　　 The sky of Nanye was filled with endless divine light, and several innate gods fell in endless flames.

　　燧renshi let out a loud roar, his long hair turned into a cloud of fire, and he fought back against the gods.

　　The emperor of heaven was furious, and the army was crushed.

　　The battle is going on darkly, the silhouettes beside Suiren are constantly passing away, and new people continue to stand up, all the way out of Nanye, into Zhongshan, and the sword is pointed at the palace!

　　 "That's when the Emperor of Heaven sent someone to negotiate a peace."

　　 Shennong's eyes were full of emotion, he shook the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip, and said slowly:

　　 "At that time, although the Suiren clan was stronger than Vulcan, but the protracted battle made him hurt all over, and he supported it with a single breath.

　　 Tiandi Dichang is the strongest innate god, and Suiren has no chance of winning half.

　　 In order to save the hard-won fire, Suiren did not meet with the emissary of the Emperor, and led the people out of Central Continent and returned to Nanye.

　　 After the fall of Vulcan, Nanye has become a wilderness, and most of the hundreds of races escaped.

　　 The sages opened up the human domain there.

　　燧ren died of his wounds, and handed the Vulcan Godhead he had taken from the Vulcan to his chosen successor.

The story of 　　 Fuxi's family also began. "

　　 When the old man talked about this, his eyes were full of longing and yearning.

　　 He looked at the bonfire in front of him and smiled:

　　 "Wuwang, you have to remember that fire is taken out of dead wood by hand, not given by gods.

　　 Heaven and earth should accommodate the survival of hundreds of people, not belong to the gods.

　　The battle of the gods is just fighting for territory, fighting for believers, and plundering the power that makes them stronger and live longer.

　　 Our predecessors moved forward bravely, throwing their heads and sprinkling blood, so that we can live in the wilderness with our heads up and our chests high, without having to look at the faces of the servants, and without looking at the faces of the gods.

　　What is God? It's just a strong man who has mastered his power early. "

　　Wu Wang nodded slowly, and asked, "In that case, cultivating immortality is self-cultivation?"

　　 "Yes, this is the fundamental reason why Suiren can defeat the Vulcan. Essence, Qi, and God are equally not to be lost, and the self is not to be forgotten."

　　 Shennong smiled and said:

　　 "You are still young, so you must remember these and tell the latecomers.

　　 This is the root of Human Realm, the root of our Human Realm different from the Great Desolate Hundreds, and it is also the foundation for Human Realm to have such a prosperous age. "

　　 Wu Wang smiled and said, "I'm from Kitano, senior."

　　 "Ah, it's almost the same, now do you understand what the Yandi Order is?"

　　 Shennong said slowly: "When I got it, it was called the Vulcan Order. It is a key that can lead you to master the avenue of fire, condense the **** of fire, and inherit the throne of the emperor."

　　 Wu Wang: Are you a professional locksmith?

　　 Shennong stretched his waist and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it today, I'll take the time, the old man should also set off."

　　 Wu Wang looked at the small pile of skeletons in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "Should I go to the next owner of the Yan Emperor Order to tell a story?"

"Hahaha!"

　　 Shennong laughed, with a slight guilty conscience in his laughter, "You all know that?"

　　Wu Wang's forehead is covered with black lines, it is not just him!

　　 lie, all lie!

　　 This old man just casts the net widely, cultivate more, and sooner or later he will meet a big fish!

　　 Wu Wang sighed faintly, his mood just surging, he was a little bit disappointed.

　　 Shennong picked up the wine gourd in front of him, and said with a smile: "I came to you this time, in fact, I want you to do me a favor. The benefits are indispensable for you, here."

　　In the course of speaking, Shennong threw a small cloth bag. Wu Wang opened it and found a dark medicine cauldron inside.

　　 "I will practice alchemy for you."

　　 "Senior, younger generations prefer to refine tools."

　　 Shennong's eyes stared.

Wu Wang immediately put the medicine pot into the storage magic weapon, showing a charming smile: "Workers must first sharpen their tools if they want to do good things. The younger generations mean that only by refining the matching magic weapons can they refining better. Of medicine."

　　 Shennong's smiled his eyes: "You this time..."

　　 "Senior, junior would like to ask a few questions!"

　　 "Just say it."

　　 Wu Wang said: "If other holders of the Yan Emperor Order take the lead in repairing to the ninth level, get the Dao of Fire, and condense the God of Vulcan, what will happen to me?"

　　 "There will be no abnormalities," Shennong said warmly, "Emperor Yan orders the first eight layers to let you understand the Dao of Fire step by step. There is only one godhead per path.

　　 Others cultivate to the ninth level first, so for you, this technique can only be cultivated to the eighth level, and there will be no other impact. "

　　Wu Wang nodded slowly, and then asked: "Innate gods can live forever, so why do seniors have a life limit?"

　　 "The shackles of the emperor, you don't need to know much about this."

　　 "Is there a limit to other strong people in the human domain?"

　　 "There are also, those who surpass the gods can fight against the innate gods, but the longevity has been locked," Shennong laughed, "but compared to Kitano, he can live tens of thousands of years longer."

　　Wu Wang nodded slowly, and muttered: "In this way, other paths may also reach the human emperor's strength."

　　 "Not bad, but very difficult."

　　 Shennong waved his hand and continued:

　　 "Your trip to the Women's Country ~www.mtlnovel.com~ really gave the old man a lot of surprises; the old man went to find the spirit grass, although he was sure to get out of his body, but he was not sure that he was successful.

　　 The old man still has one wish. If you go, maybe you can help the old man fulfill this wish.

　　In this way, the old man will have no worries.

　　 Didn't you say last time, for the sake of my diagnosis of a strange disease for you, did you agree to help me? "

　　 Wu Wang corrected: "I promised to contribute to your life."

　　 "Oh, yes, you think I forgot, thank you for correcting."

　　Shen Nong smiled and said, "Go to Kunlun Hill. If you take you by your side, you can also help me out."

　　 Wu Wang:...

　　 Kunlun Hill? Under the Emperor of Heaven? There is actually one of the top innate gods of the Great Wilderness, Queen Mother West Garden!

　　 Even Emperor Shennong Yan only dared to retreat all over his body, what he could do in the past.

　　 "Senior, I will help you fulfill your wish! This is incumbent on the younger generation!"

　　 "Never," Shennong leaned over with a smile, and grabbed Wu Wang's shoulder, "How can the old man deceive others, kid, you can't say nothing, right?"

"I……"

　　 Wu Wang couldn't help crying without tears.

　　 "Your wish is more important, I can't help you, senior!"

　　 Shennong narrowed his eyes with a smile, took a half step under his feet, and disappeared silently with Wu Wei.

　　 There are only those bonfires burning in the long night, as if reminiscing the sentence:

　　 That is really, a long dark night...

　　 [PS: Mythology originates from culture, and culture carries civilization. Don't forget the sages and martyrs of the Chinese civilization in the dark, and don't forget the **** of war who never retreats in the wind, frost, rain and snow.

　　 Next chapter, Kunlun Hill... Passing by. 】

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