I am the leader of Huangquan

Mu Jiqiu's heart skipped a few beats, and he said, "If the world is full of immortal cultivators, then there will be no immortal cultivators in the world. At that time, everyone will be that mortal..."

"It's like the current mortal world. Customers who eat free food on the street will be beaten out by the owner of the noodle shop with a rolling pin. Customers who don't pay for drinking will be caught by the restaurant owner to wash the dishes."

Everyone imagined that scene, the world has returned to the most distant ancient times, the era without immortality, everyone is mortal.

You swordplayer, if you dare to eat free food, you will be beaten up by the restaurant owner by the side of the road until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen.

Thinking about it, that picture feels bizarre.

"This is not cultivating immortals, this is comprehension!"

Mu Jiqiu stood up slowly, and thought silently: "We cultivate the ethereal and lofty, away from the chaotic world of mortals, they cultivate the world of mortals, and cultivate the world of daily use. This is a brand-new practice system, which can be called a cultivator... this The Jingzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm is already the Jingzhou Cultivation Realm."

"We are cultivating immortals, and he is cultivating, amazing!"

A young Demon Lord next to him was startled, his eyes flickering.

No matter what, they all clearly felt that someone was spreading various exercises, and no matter where the source was, it must have been spreading for a long time.

I'm afraid, they are not the first to notice.

We are hindsight.

"The source, I'm afraid it's still wandering in the streets of Jinghuang City, walking among hundreds of professions." Mu Jiqiu said with a smile, "Everyone, tell me, who is that person?"

The complexions of the Tianjiao who were gathering in the restaurant changed a bit.

Who is it?

Is there any need to guess?

The young Confucianist before told about his experience, traveling around the world, learning hundreds of professions, looking for an answer.

What is in front of me is just reintegrating into the crowd.

After all, the people of Jingzhou are very enthusiastic about him, they don't always say a few words:

He came from the crowd and returned to the crowd.

Some people practice in order to become a master, and some people practice in order not to be a master.

"The man was born."

Someone stood up slowly, and said enthusiastically: "The Imperial City of Jingzhou is already the place where the world's heroes gather, and now, we have finally met the recognized No. 1 of the younger generation, and held this The young emperor of the party."

"If you can compete with him?" Someone said slowly, with longing eyes and a fierce fighting spirit. There is basically no one who is not good at fighting with traditional spiritual roots.

"I hope that in the Jingzhou Grand Competition, he will play in person." Someone was fascinated, "It's not because he doesn't show up, but he knows how to plan and plan behind the scenes."

"I don't think it will appear. He cultivates hundreds of professions, and he is not good at killing and killing. It is still a blessing to sit with him and discuss the Tao!"

They were inexplicably excited.

It has been so long since I came to Jinghuang City, all the powerful figures of the younger generation have basically dealt with each other, only that person only heard the name, but did not see him.

In the next second, everyone was slightly stunned, but they saw a voice coming from the street below the teahouse: "Collect waste, collect waste."

Dangdang Dangdang!

He didn't take a few steps, and knocked on the gong with a crisp sound.

"Recover a large number of rotten pots, rotten shovels, rotten weapons, broken magic weapons, rotten neon clothes, old coins and bad coins."

The man was wearing a coir raincoat and a straw hat, shouting loudly, but he had the appearance and appearance of an ordinary farmer, but he had no image at all, and he could be seen everywhere in the streets.

However, behind him, a mortal, a group of hidden monks silently followed, forming a long queue behind him.

"Collect waste, collect waste~~"

Everyone was stunned, and suddenly smiled a little, put down their teacups, and looked at each other: "That person, I'm afraid it's the current Jingzhou sage."

Chapter 221 Jingzhou is surging, the Holy One is fishing

As soon as these words fell, everyone's hearts moved.

even.

Many people wanted to communicate and say hello, after all, they came to Jingzhou's Immortal Cultivation World just for this legendary young man of the same era as them...

How not to be curious?

At the moment, on the teahouses at the top of the restaurant, several people who were drinking, eating and discussing food had the intention of jumping out of the window and fighting that person.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, Mu Jiqiu hurriedly stopped them.

"Why do you stop me?" A slightly irritable-tempered Son of God was full of dissatisfaction.

Mu Jiqiu shook his head, smiled, and said, "You thought you would be the first to stop the other party's request for a competition? Others couldn't think of it? Why are they still curled up behind, silently following, not daring to act rashly? Look The common people who collect trash?"

"How do I know??" The strong man snorted coldly, but he also came to his senses.

If you think about it carefully, it's really weird!

According to this situation, the monk obviously exposed himself.

But it is also normal.

This is spreading the law and learning everywhere, wandering from one profession to another, and sooner or later he will expose his heel, and others can guess.

And this obviously has been exposed for a while, and everyone has grown up behind them, ostentatiously, but no one dares to step forward, which is outrageous.

"Let's take a look," Mu Jiqiu said.

Everyone is a proud generation, but in front of them, they calmed down, felt that there was something strange about this matter, and began to observe silently!

really.

After secretly observing for a while, they saw this rag-gathering commoner and walked through a few more streets. When they passed by some Tianjiao groups in other teahouses, they also guessed the identity of this person like they did. In all probability, it is the young emperor of today.

"It's him!"

A tall and mighty young man with a scar suddenly stood up, put down his teacup, showing a fierce fighting spirit, jumped down from the teahouse, and stopped in front of the trash collector.

"Are you the young emperor of Jingzhou today?" The young man with the scar showed a bit of complicity and awe, and clasped his fists and said, "I want to compete with you!"

"Master Immortal, what are you talking about?" The commoner looked cowardly and fearful, backed up a few steps in fright, and said in a weak voice, "I'm just a mortal who collects waste, how can I talk to that superior man?" The emperor to compare?"

The temperament exuded by this person gives people a timid, weak and timid atmosphere.

In their state, one can tell at a glance that this person's fate is a low-level mortal, and belongs to the kind of fate that collects waste, which cannot be pretended.

Is it possible that I am really wrong?

This personality is obviously inconsistent.

But in the next second, the scarred boy woke up in his heart:

No, they are ordinary people, how could there be so many people following them?

Master said, his fate is unprecedented!It is an alternative variation of the fate of the sages, the fate is "the common people in the world", and it is naturally lifelike to become one of the common people.

"No need to pretend, I know it's you!"

The young man with the scar immediately said, "I know that you go deep into the people, play roles, transform into gods, and transform into mortals first. You are indeed an ancient genius! When you ascended the throne and killed the emperor, it was only the early Yuanying period. Ten years now, but 40 years have passed, you have reached the Dzogchen from the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and you have to enter the world to practice and prepare to transform into a god."

"Three years of Golden Elixir, ten years of Nascent Soul, 60 years to complete the transformation of the gods, your aptitude can be said to be rare even in the torrent of history."

He smiled confidently: "But you can't hide it from me."

"Hey, Master Immortal, I really don't know what you're talking about?" The common people pulling the dilapidated abandoned car became more and more frightened.

"Don't lie to me!"

Seeing that the other party was still acting, he couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry.

Click.

He reached out to grab the other's wrist.

But in the next second, a thunder exploded in the void, and the scar genius from the holy land of the magic sect in Liangzhou flew upside down in an instant, spitting blood.

In the void, there was a voice:

"Enter our Jinghuang City, during the period of participating in the world martial arts performance, you are not allowed to use force to provoke trouble in the city, and those who violate it will be disqualified from the Grand Competition!"

The words fell.

This person was swept by a gust of wind and sent outside Jinghuang City.

Obviously, in the most prosperous time in Jingzhou's world of cultivating immortals, there are naturally several great emperors in the Transcending Tribulation Period who sit in the city and monitor, so as not to mess up the rules.

And the people at the top of the restaurant showed a drastic change in expression, with lingering fears in their hearts.

"He's fishing, and he's fishing again!" The muscular man just now wondered, "I almost got caught."

In the imperial city of Jingzhou, force is prohibited to disturb the discipline.

If you make a move, you can eliminate some enemies and competitors, which is really a good calculation.

Everyone immediately looked at each other.

Reminiscent of the various amazing tricks and calculations of this person before, this is a powerful strategist, and he will be brought out if he is not careful.

They worked so hard to be squeezed by Po Meng and reincarnated in Jingzhou through Huangquan Road. If they lost the qualification for elimination before starting the competition, wouldn't they be killed by the sect behind them?

"Although it's seducing, it's just attracting some irritable waste." A woman next to him smiled and said: "But the current saint in Jingzhou is entering the play and transforming into a mortal. We really can't communicate with him or interfere with him. Just watch."

"Indeed."

Another existence secretly calculated in his heart, "He is transforming into mortals, and he is also preaching a hundred dharmas to the people of Jingzhou. He is for me to watch the ceremony. When the opening ceremony of Jingzhou's martial arts... witness the detachment of mortals, the opening of the era's complete transformation, let I am a witness to history."

"If someone doesn't understand his methods, his opening ceremony, and breaks in to interfere, then he deserves to be eliminated." Someone smiled.

Everyone was shocked.

This world martial arts performance in Jingzhou City is now undercurrents, and a large number of other contestants have begun to be eliminated. If they are not careful, they will be counted out.

They were terrified in their hearts, as expected of that young Confucianism.

He is too dark.

"Let's join in the fun too? Follow behind to watch the ceremony?" Xu Xinying said enthusiastically, and then got down to follow behind the master, which seemed to be very fun.

Xu Xinying's words moved the people around him again.

Although you can't do anything, but following behind to witness the opening of a vast era, the transformation from the cultivation world to the birth of the cultivation world, as a witness is enough to remember for a lifetime!

Let's go back ten thousand steps.

Even if you don't witness the grand opening ceremony of the era, just follow behind, see him transform into a mortal, integrate into one by one folk profession, in the streets and alleys, among the common people, constantly rotate the venue, deduce various exercises, maybe you can get a glimpse of his ancestors. It is a great opportunity to follow his footsteps and learn the unique skills he deduced.

Xu Xinying said: "Let's just follow behind? Form a long queue!"

"stupid!"

Mu Jiqiu knocked this best friend on the head, "Our present sage in Jingzhou has a dark belly. You only saw the first trap, but now you have fallen into his second trap."

"Huh?" Xu Xinying was at a loss.

Mu Jiqiu was still puzzled when he saw him, but he looked at the mighty long dragon and said, "You see the trash collectors pulling a cart full of junk and a group of people behind them. What scene?"

Xu Xinying took a closer look and suddenly looked strange.

Collecting waste, isn't it true that the long dragon following him is all waste?Follow the trash farmers, are they all trash?

This is swearing.

This is Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait.

As soon as Mu Jiqiu's words fell, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

They bowed their heads.

"Collect waste, collect waste."

Dangdang Dangdang!

He kept walking through the streets, and every few steps, he beat the gong with a crisp voice, and he still shouted slogans: "Recover a large number of rotten pots, rotten shovels, rotten weapons, broken magic weapons, rotten neon clothes, and old coins and bad coins."

His slogan still sounded simple and ordinary, but it fell into the hearts of several people at this moment, as if forming a different scene:

This young emperor...

Take Jingzhou Imperial City as a fish pond.

Take Kyushu Tianjiao as the fish.