Plural Apostles

"Stop, stop!" Siegfried raised his hand to stop Baili Yaomeng's proposal, "Do you want to exhaust Qiyana to death? Even if Kiyana makes steamed buns day and night, there will only be a few thousand buns at most , you pick a sect and we can't change the status quo, I'm just doing an experiment."

Baili Yaomeng frowned slightly: "Experiment?"

"Since the pursuit of the level of individual life, it must be related to the quality of the individual. Whether it is xinxing or something, these are all related to the individual, especially breaking the limitations of life. The promotion of an individual is itself transcending one's own race and society. However, monks have formed a common whole, relying on the support of mortals to evolve this special form, if they can become immortals in this way, it would be too ridiculous for a true god?" Siegfried threw a spirit stone in his hand , "Groups have commonalities, and individuals are divided into high and low. Since we want to take the path of becoming a fairy, then naturally we must focus on the individual..."

"The immortal way of immortality comes first. If you can't bear a little bit of suffering, how can you become a fairy? It's better to give up the immortal way with peace of mind and be a mortal honestly. At least according to the current results, among the five thousand monks, who can It would be good to have one-third of it persisted for a long time.”

Siegfried said, and patted Qiyana: "So girl, hurry up and make steamed buns! This is to save the common people!"

"..." The corners of Qiyana's mouth twitched, her eyes were subtle, "If my buns are delicious, wouldn't they be useless?"

"How is it possible!" Siegfried said incredulously, "I don't know your skills yet? Of course, if you don't think steamed stuffed buns are good enough, you can cook other dishes as well. As long as the speed is fast enough, just ask me what ingredients you need!"

Kiyana stood up, she couldn't believe it!As long as you put your heart into it, you can make something delicious!

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"puff--!"

Under the Tianxin Sect, in a living area quickly built by the monks, Mu Fengyun, who was practicing in the room, opened his eyes and vomited blood. He pinched his throat with an ugly expression. In terms of his sense of taste, even if he tried to block the sense of taste, it would have no effect, so there was no way to calm down and absorb spiritual energy for cultivation.

That fairy is really scary. The buns he made look ordinary, but they have such a magical and terrifying effect... Climbing to the sky, he is only one step away from that realm.

Mu Fengyun held the spirit stone and closed his eyes again, trying his best to resist the smell penetrating his soul...

"puff……"

"puff……"

"puff……"

Today, many monks will only find out when they practice. It is only the beginning when they get the Lingshi. It takes a lot of perseverance to practice while being beaten by Fu Hua and dominated by the terrifying taste of buns. and resolve things.

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"The history of this planet is so old that it's scary... Tens of thousands of years or hundreds of thousands of years? But fortunately, the division of the historical process and structure is relatively clear." In a room of the Tianxin Sect, Ji Zi took it from the shelf. Put down a few pieces of jade slips, "The development of these monks is still very good. The information is stored in the jade slips, and you can read them with your mind. It is more convenient than a computer U disk or something."

At the table, Fu Hua sorted through several pieces of jade slips, watched Ji Zi walk over with the jade slips, and wrote: Major Ji Zi, these jade slips only record the deeds of some monks. The history doesn't seem to care much.

"After all, the pursuit of immortality and enlightenment is individual strength, and the characteristics of the group are less..." Ji Zi put a few pieces of jade slips on the table, and then stuck them on the eyebrows one by one and flipped through them, "Well... in general Is it divided into three periods? However, the content of the three periods is too vague and superficial, and the records of events in them are also very poor."

Fu Hua glanced at Ji Zi who was flipping through the information in the jade slips, and wrote: Major Ji Zi, how many jade slips have you found?

"It should be said how much information I have read... I don't know how much. After all, I only need to find the information I need." Putting the jade slips aside after reading, Ji Zi pointed at the table with a pen , "The monks still recorded some major events. For example, there were no monks in the barbaric period. Intelligent humans and ferocious beasts lived on the earth. At that time, there was no sun and moon, and all life lived in darkness. Until the sky appeared, opened up the land of the eight wildernesses, tore apart the endless darkness, created the sun, moon and stars, drove the beasts out of the eight wildernesses, and then passed on the law to human beings."

"The condensed energy of heaven and earth converges into aura, and thus transcends the vulgarity to become a monk. After passing the Dharma, he returns to the Nine Heavens Tower, and leaves behind the words of those who have attained the Tao. The first immortal... After the barbaric period, according to the scattered records, the existence of monks has become a normal phenomenon, and the historical development finally formed the current social structure that has lasted for an unknown amount of time."

Fu Hua frowned, and wrote: Baili Yaomeng seems to have a lot of resentment towards the sky, the empire tacitly allows us to accept her entrusted help... Could it be that there is something wrong with the existence of the sky?

"If there is something wrong with heaven... I feel that there are too many twists and turns." Ji Zi shook his head, tapping the pen on the paper, "These are ancient legends passed down among monks. The monks who came here are either old or have ascended to the Nine Heavens, and it is difficult to find people who know the historical truth hidden between the lines."

"However, transformation gods can generally live for 3 years, and monks always pay attention to individual life. Ask Mu Fengyun, maybe you can find some monks who know something."

Fu Hua looked at Ji Zi who was thinking and thinking of a solution, raised his pen and wrote on the paper: Major Ji Zi, is it really useful for you to do this?

"Huh?" Ji Zi raised her brows, understanding Fu Hua's meaning, she put away the jade slip with a smile, "If you don't do it, how do you know if it's useful? Could it be that you wait for the other party to take the initiative? You can't wait for a result. "

Chapter 510

Crack——crack!

A piece of chain was broken, Teresa angrily lifted these broken chains aside, then touched her throat with a distorted expression, damn Siegfried!To actually stuff the steamed stuffed bun made by Qiyana into his own mouth...you will die, do you know that? !

Well, Siegfried punished himself once again, if the headmaster doesn't write down this account book today, he must take revenge!

Teresa looked at a newly built house on the edge of the open space, with bursts of cooking smoke rising from the top of the house. She saw Qiyana and Zig flying in just now, presumably they were making murderous buns.

Pulling Judas out of the ground full of cracks, Teresa rushed to the house with Judas: "Siegfried! I'm going to kill you today..."

The door of the room opened, and a white thing flew out of the door like an arrow. The corner of Teresa's mouth twitched in the gallop, and she braked quickly, her feet plowed a black mark with sparks on the ground. stopped.

With a bang, the little white thing fell on the ground in front of her and broke into a pool. Teresa looked at the bloody bun in horror, and shouted towards the room: "Siegfried, you have grown out! Today I'm going to kill you bastard!"

Siegfried in the room didn't answer, just took out a wooden sign and stuck it in the door, and pulled the door of the room behind his back.

It read crookedly on the wooden sign: If you have the guts to come in, I will let you spit it out.

Spit out?Teresa looked down at the bloody bun, as if she saw the evil in this world on it, she hesitated for a while, and felt that it was not worthwhile to sacrifice her own life to kill Siegfried, and she might not be able to teach her a lesson When it came to Siegfried, she had to find another good opportunity... She couldn't swallow this breath!

Angrily glaring at the room, Teresa dragged Judas away from Tianxinzong angrily.

Siegfried, who looked at Theresa through the window, was a little strange: "Did this little man eat explosives today? He's crazy."

"I think it's all the anger that my aunt was cheated by you." Qiyana, who was working hard to make steamed buns, said quietly, "If it wasn't for...hmph, one day I will definitely find you like this and die together!"

Siegfried raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiyana seriously: "Don't worry, this is absolutely impossible!"

Qiyana was stunned for a moment, and the face-to-face action slowed down a bit. She looked into Siegfried's eyes, and her voice was a little strange: "...You mean, don't make me angry anymore?"

"How do I know when you are angry and when you are not angry." Siegfried waved his hand, "I mean, you must be the coolest one in the end if you want to die with me."

"Cut! Sooner or later, Miss Ben will beat you to death!" Qiyana curled her lips, still in the same state, "Hurry up and take down that steamer, the buns are about to be steamed."

"I said little girl, your current method seems to have no effect at all." The bored Sirin laughed casually in Kiyana's mind, "Unless you come directly, otherwise the other party will never understand what you mean , If you don't say something, it's useless to bury it in your heart."