I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 609: Negotiation (1)
The Southern Song Dynasty, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.
Li An'an and Chu Weiwei fell down.
The ‘Mother Li Shan’ who was already waiting here greeted him immediately.
"Two girls, the old man has arranged this place properly!" The old mother Li Shan, who looked like an old woman, said kindly, leaning on a dragon-head stick.
"You have work!" Li An'an and Chu Weiwei are both creepy.
Because, they obviously didn't say anything.
They didn't even get through with this old mother.
Always just vaguely say "Qingcheng Mountain".
How did she know?
The old mother Li Shan seemed to see through their minds, and smiled: "Two girls, don't be nervous!"
"The teacher of the old man, who knows the origins of the two girls, specially lowered the treasure to calculate the cause and effect for the old man, and conceal the secret!"
"Teacher?" Li Anan swallowed.
What kind of power should it be to be a teacher of immortals?
And that great power, who has never seen him before, can easily figure out the choice of the two of them?
Do you even know their origins?
Lee Anan only feels cold on her back.
"You two really don't worry about it!" Li Shan laughed: "Old teacher, the two girls should have heard of it too..."
"Dare to ask the old mother, who is the teacher?" Chu Weiwei asked.
The old mother Li Shan turned towards the nine heavens, and slightly arched her hands: "The teacher of the old body is the sect of all souls, the Virgin of the human race, and the lord of the palace of the snail in the sky of Tai Su is also..."
"In the world where the two girls came, there should also be the legends and traces of her old man!"
The two women are horrified.
"The female snail woman?" Li Anan asked tentatively.
"Also!" Li Shan's mother lowered her head slightly.
The two women shook suddenly.
The legend that Nu Wa created humans and repaired the sky is familiar.
Even the Federal Empire has held grand official ceremonies for this creator many times.
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In the underground ruins, Yang Jian's eyes gradually converged.
He can no longer use this magical power.
However, this is not important.
"This world must have a chance!"
The prehistoric world has already exhausted its potential.
A heavenly saint and six Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian have already occupied the top-level resources of the entire prehistoric world.
Although, the Daozu Zixiao Palace preached at the beginning and determined the status of the seven saints.
But in fact, the prehistoric world can only give birth to six saints at most.
The reason is simple.
Dayan’s number is fifty, and its use is forty-nine.
There must be margin for everything.
For individuals, for families, for countries, and for heaven and earth!
If you don't leave any margin, you will kill yourself!
Even, with the evolution of the prehistoric world, the number of monks from heaven and earth is increasing day by day.
The vitality of the world began to be consumed continuously.
After all the disasters.
Heaven and Earth are already overwhelmed!
So, as early as millions of years ago, Daozu had forbidden saints to go down at will.
The saints restrained the disciples and disciples.
By now, the saints have disappeared in the prehistoric world, and the golden immortals can't come out.
Yang Jian once heard his teacher Yuding Zhenren say that today's tribulation of heaven and earth cannot be resolved without the blood of a saint.
So the saint does not come out.
The six sages are all seeking ways of detachment.
As long as you are detached, you will naturally be able to resolve the catastrophe and give peace to the world.
Therefore, there is a prophecy saying: The saint is immortal, and there are more thieves!
Without doubt.
There are keys in this world.
Just now, Yang Jian looked around with his gods.
What you know and see is different from the world you have traveled in the past.
If the wild world is an independent river.
The rest of the projection realms are the tributaries of this river.
Then, this world is the intersection of the main river channel and another or even several different rivers.
The legends meet here, and the myths appear here.
And the fish and turtles in the river, if they can find a chance, maybe they can migrate from the flooded river to another river.
Even, jumping into the sea, a vast world.
Even, fish jumped over the dragon gate, and it was different from now on!
Yang Jian couldn't help but his heart surged.
Suddenly, on a whim, he lowered his head, and before he saw his idol, the figures of the two women gradually solidified.
It can be vaguely seen, behind them each reflects a ghost like a snake but not a snake, and a dragon but not a dragon.
And as the phantom behind them gradually solidified.
A new shadow appeared in this scene. It was an old woman with gray hair, hunched over, and kind eyebrows.
Yang Jian's eyebrows twitched.
"Why?" he muttered to himself.
Above the golden immortal, you can already change infinitely.
But no matter how much you change, no matter how you can do it.
Dao Yun from its roots cannot be faked.
Yang Jian is very familiar with the Taoist rhyme on this old woman.
It is the Golden Immortal who retreated from the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods in the past years, the Immaculate Mother!
It's just that, at this moment, the old woman transformed by the Immaculate Virgin, the line of cause and effect that fetters her body is not Biyou Palace.
but...
Yang Jian swallowed.
In his eyes, he only saw a picture of God embroidered with heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, hiding behind the old woman.
The pictures of mountains and rivers and sheji!
No doubt!
Today's Madonna of Immaculate Conception is a member of the Snail Palace!
"The sage calculates, it's horrible!" Yang Jian quickly reduced his mind and began to pretend to be dead.
Although he knew it, he was just hiding his ears and stealing the bell.
Since the picture of the mountain and river shrine is here, even if the Snail Emperor does not personally descend here with a divine mind, at least he is watching this place far away.
But Yang Jian knows.
If he refuses to hide his ears and steal the bell, he will not give the Snail King a face.
Then, don't blame the Snail Emperor for giving him a hit of Hydrangea across infinite time and space.
It’s just that, Snail Emperor, her old man, isn’t she already sleeping in the Snail Palace and is thinking hard about the chance to earn a ray of life for the monster race?
Her old man, why did she have time to interfere with the mortal world?
Thousands of thoughts flashed in the divine mind.
The phantom in the ruins slowly solidified.
The old woman with hunched back and bent over slowly appeared in front of her eyes.
Yang Jian looked dumbfounded.
"How can she?"
"In this world, there are no saints who set up rules...Isn't the living **** enter?"
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Mother Li Shan slowly looked at the things in front of her.
An unknown light shone in front of my eyes.
She stretched out her hand gently and felt the psychic power of this world.
Very weak, very weak.
She estimated that when she was in this realm, she might only be able to make a full shot at most once, and then she would exhaust all the power of this clone and fall into a deep sleep.
But...
This is not important!
The important thing is-she is here~ IndoMTL.com~ The mission and task that Snail Emperor confessed to her is half done!
She raised her head, looked at the two women who were gradually waking up, and deeply surveyed: "Thank you two girls for your help!"
"Two more, please take me to meet the officials in this world!"
This is a big deal.
A major event concerning the future of the Yaozu!
It must be discussed as soon as possible.
Li Anan and Chu Weiwei stood up and nodded: "Okay!"
"It just so happens that our captain is on the Qingcheng Mountain not far from here!"
Yang Jian listened, dumbfounded.
This was the first time he had met, and the saint's disciples talked about the secrets of both sides in front of him.