"That's right."

"Changlin Taoist" slowly raised his head and his voice was calm.

The sound is still the original figure.

The old Taoist priest is still the same old Taoist priest.

But at this moment, no one would think that he was still the Taoist of Changlin, even his own disciple.

The little Taoist boy in Mingxin stood in the distance, his body trembled, and he felt a wave of cold air coming out of his heart, and he felt a huge fear for no reason.

It was clearly just a plain sentence, but he trembled uncontrollably.

Xie Qiye!

In the world of practice, even ordinary people, who has never heard of the name of black and white impermanence?

He never dreamed that at this moment, the legendary Master Xie Qi would actually come to the world with the body of his teacher.

"Half a pound of donkey mixed, one portion of donkey tendons, one portion of donkey ears, two ounces of soju wine, very good, you're very good."

"Changlin Taoist" glanced at the wine and food on the table, and a deep remembrance appeared on the surface:

"Fujun and second brother, I like to eat like this..."

Amid a gentle sigh.

An Qisheng captured extremely deep emotions.

In a trance, he seemed to see something.

It was a path under the afterglow of the sunset. A burly and ugly man was driving a cart. It was a cart pulled by a cow and a horse. A tall figure in a gray robe lay on the hay, looking at an ancient book.

Two little guys, one little big, were lying on the left and one right, looking at the sky...

"Just Master Qi likes it."

An Qisheng drank the wine in the glass and picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for the person in front of him.

The wood charm in Jiaoyuan Mountain, the encounter at the tavern in the underworld, and the Taoist Changlin were all the preparations made by Mr. Xie Qi to meet him.

An Qi knew this a long time ago.

It was only then that he came.

Xie Qi picked up the wine glass, sniffed it deeply before slowly drinking it.

The drink turned around in his mouth before swallowing it slowly.

"ha!"

Xie Qi put down the wine glass and sighed a long time ago, feeling a little satisfied: "It's rare to see this world's breath for a long time, and it's not in vain that I've been ruining so many hands and feet."

An Qisheng looked at Xie Qi quietly.

He was wearing the body shell of the Taoist Changlin, but what he came from was not his incarnation, but just a wisp of divine will. However, he could still absorb some spiritual distraction from the incarnation of the real person of heaven.

At this time, no information about Xie Qi was captured at all.

Empty, like a long sky.

This was also the first time he could not capture the spiritual imprint on him at all.

This is truly a perfect match. Even if there is only a trace of divine will, there is no flaw at all.

An Qisheng was looking at Xie Qi, and Xie Qi was also looking at An Qisheng.

His eyes were faint, and An Qisheng's figure was reflected inside. I don't know if he was determining something or deducing something.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

He raised his glass and moved his chopsticks at the same time.

Mingxin Taoist looked at him from a distance, but saw that the two of them didn't say much. After a few conversations, they looked at each other for a long time, and then started drinking and eating food.

There is nothing strange about the wine and the wine is mixed.

On the contrary, there was a strange feeling that made him unable to explain.

The two of them ate very quickly.

Not long after, the table was swept away.

At this time, An Qisheng put down his wine glass and said with a faint look:

"Is it that Master Qi wants to see me, or is it that Lord Nether Mansion wants to see me?"

Since he arrived in this world, he has heard the legend of this Nether Palace Lord in countless times.

According to legend, he suddenly appeared and suppressed the nearly immortal Emperor Tian Shili. According to legend, he swept away the demonic atmosphere and brought the world brightly. According to legend, he opened up the underworld and the dead were able to survive. According to legend, he established the order of the underworld and established the city god in the world...

Too many legends.

"You're smart."

Xie Qi also put down his wine glass and patted his stomach, but did not answer An Qisheng's question, and instead asked:

"You said that food is the most important thing for people. What should be the next sentence?"

"Food is the most important thing for people, and food is the first priority."

An Qisheng's eyes flashed and he said slowly.

"No, no, no."

Xie Qi looked at Qiongtian and murmured:

"Food is the most important thing for the people, and then it should be that the sky feeds the people..."

People regard food as the heaven, and people as the people as the food...

An Qisheng's heart moved and he heard the meaning of Xie Qi's words.

"Can't think or say..."

Xie Qi looked at An Qisheng deeply, and his eyes were deep, as if endless stars were rising and falling:

“He is watching.”

It is natural that who He is.

An Qisheng nodded slightly, cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart, and then said seriously:

"Does Qi Master remember the real person of God's will?"

"God will be real? Who is that?"

Xie Qi frowned first, then shook his head: "You are talking about the evil son that day? His soul was just beginning to become popular and he wanted to peek into the Netherworld Secret. Somehow he looked at me. I remember that he seemed crazy..."

Crazy?

An Qisheng thought about it and had to admit that Tianyi Zhenren was indeed crazy.

How can normal people suddenly realize the strange magical powers of "the division of the soul".

However, it is almost indelible than the real person who is willing to be a real person.

This Mr. Xie Qi seems to have no impression of him at all.

This is a sad fact.

"The Lord of the Mansion is in chaos. If the situation is confused today, I can't get out of the underworld. I don't know what has happened over the years..."

Ripples appeared in Xie Qi's eyes, but after saying a word, he seemed to have learned something.

"It's a big deal."

He smiled, his smile a little cold:

"The Lord of the Mansion once said that the city gods should have a disaster, and I think it should be on this person's head."

"After this time, the Yinsi City God has died in name only."

An Qisheng had no concealment and told him his purpose:

"I want to conquer the city gods in the world and return to the mountains, rivers and mountains. What do you think?"

Xie Qi refused to comment:

"If you want to collect the city god in the world, you will follow you. However, without the city god in the underworld, how should those ordinary people deal with the evil ghosts and demons born every day in the world?"

Even though someone in front of him wanted to conquer the city god in the world, Xie Qi seemed to be not angry, and his tone was calm as if he was discussing what to eat tonight.

If this scene is seen by the people, demons, demons, and ghosts who have died for countless years, they will probably not be able to believe it at all.

"The king of the palace opens the underworld, sets up the underworld, and governs the world, divides people and ghosts, and binds the city gods with incense. One by one, it is extremely incredible."

An Qisheng could not deny that this King of the Underworld was very talented and wise.

If there is no city god in the underworld, if there is no underworld, the chaos and tragic nature of this world will be a hundred times better.

Just binding ghosts and gods with mortals with incense may not be the best way.

"But, a gentleman strives to improve himself and strives for self-improvement. People should strive to strengthen themselves and save themselves, and they cannot rely on the alms of ghosts and gods."
To be continued...