Chapter 3410                                                            �

Chi Xingtian would never dream of the so-called son of the Heavenly Lord, actually the daughter of the Heavenly Lord.

Unexpectedly, this noble man from heaven who has become a saint since he was born will sell white porridge in a porridge shop in the world for decades.

The fairy in heaven has become an old woman.

The people around her who were dressed in plain clothes all knew her and they were very familiar with each other.

The reason for all this is because Xuanyuan Lian lost to Zhang Ruochen back then. In order to complete the bet, he had to sell porridge here for a hundred years.

But Zhang Ruochen did not expect that the person selling porridge here was not Xuanyuan Lian's clone, but his real body.

The entire porridge shop is a corner of the golden frame.

Zhang Ruochen felt quite moved and said, "The original bet was just to let your clone enter the mortal world. Why did the true body come?"

The woman was quiet and peaceful and said, "When I come back in vain, there is no need for everything in the heavenly court, so I will take care of it. I have been busy for many years and have been doing big things that I think I will help the world. It is rare to have time to calm down and do some simple small things, crush rice, chop firewood, carry water, make fire, help neighbors to deliver their children, speak up for the unmarried girl, and funeral the father of a friend... are not big things in the world, but it is big things for one person and a big thing for one family."

"I have seen the disputes in one world and the chaos in one clan, and now I look at the disputes in the world, the grudges of ordinary people, and the ruthlessness of the ruthlessness, and I feel a sense of great enlightenment."

"A thousand feet of dike is destroyed by the holes of ants; a hundred feet of room is burned by the smoke from the cracks."

"In the past, sitting in the sky and looking at the earth, seeing all the 100,000 mountains and rivers at one glance, the heart suddenly felt compassionate and heroic ambition, and vowed to bring peace to the ages."

"Now that I have been in the world for decades, I realized that there is no difference between sitting in the sky and watching the earth and sitting in the well. To create peace for all ages, it is even more difficult to get a hell."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why, I have no ambition?"

"The ambition has not been lost, and the vision has not been destroyed. But I think there is still a lot of things I need to learn. If I am not perfect, how can I think about the world?"

The woman smiled like a self-deprecatingly, looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar who turned his back to him without any trace, and said, "Stop talking about me, where are you?"

"Can you really do it with all rivers and embrace everything?"

"The Sword Realm is a transcendent force in the world, gathering all races and civilizations. There will be many contradictions and struggles within the future. What do you plan to do? The battle between heaven and hell, can the Sword Realm be permanently neutral?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "You are not going to calm down and be a mortal, why are you asking about the big things in the world again?"

The woman said: "Big things are the result of small things, small things are the microcosm of big things, and the two are not distinguished from each other."

"Your level is getting higher and higher!"

Zhang Ruochen did not answer her immediately. After careful consideration, he said: "As long as there are three people, there will be conflicts and struggles. The sea embraces all rivers and embraces everything. At present, it is just a supreme pursuit. Before there is a strong cultivation level, this is a completely fantasy."

"But this kind of fantasy must not be discarded, otherwise you will be lost in the pursuit of powerful power."

"As for the internal contradictions and external strategies of the sword world you are asking about, I can tell you the truth. I have not thought deeply about it yet. Because survival is the foundation of a civilization. If the sword world cannot even survive, how can we think about these things? The sword world's purpose for a long time in the future will be to survive."

"The disaster is approaching, and the question that should be considered the most is to survive by surviving and helping more people survive."

The woman was silent.

After a while, she said, "Didn't you stand in the perspective of an absolute superior? Do you think about how to rule? For example, faith, such as regulations."

"If I were the ancestor, I myself would believe in it, and my thoughts would be laws and regulations, and the words would follow the law." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

Logically speaking, a god's words must be a shocking sound when he said this.

However, the woman saw that Zhang Ruochen was not so serious when she said this, and was teasing herself, reminding her: "Don't say some things casually, pay attention to the influence."

Zhang Ruochen said, "Qingqing doesn't believe me? I don't think I have the heart of an ancestor? If I do not bet again, if I become a great ancestor in the future, will you make porridge for me for ten thousand years?"

When the Witch God Civilization Between Betting, Xuanyuan Lian said that Zhang Ruochen lost and drove for her for a hundred years. Zhang Ruochen still remembers this, and he returned it today.

For some reason, whether it is facing Xuanyuan Qing or Xuanyuan Lian, Zhang Ruochen does not like serious and rigid negotiations and exchanges so much, but treats the other party as a friend of the opposite sex and does not want to be too restrictive.

It's too formal, and the distance is far, and many things are not enough.

"If you talk crazy again, I will drive you away!"

The woman stood up and wanted to leave.

Zhang Ruochen took out two sealed divine wood boxes, put them on the table, and said, "I came here not to be crazy, but to express my gratitude. The word "Tianzun" saved my life in the face of crisis."

The woman snorted: "You are returning it now, are you afraid that the Heavenly Lord will sense your position according to it? If so, you must be careful. The Heavenly Lord is on the starry sky defense line, and maybe you already know that you are here at this moment."

Zhang Ruochen said, "I believe in the demeanor of the Heavenly Lord, and I will not deal with me as a junior. Besides, with Qingqing, you will not allow the Heavenly Lord to kill me, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned slightly and urged, "Why haven't my porridge been launched yet? Shop, can you do this business?"

The woman glared at Zhang Ruochen fiercely, put away one of the divine wood boxes, and said, "The divine power of the Heavenly Lord in the word "Tianzun" has been exhausted. With your current cultivation level, a certain distance, it is enough to hide from the perception of the Heavenly Lord. The things I gave have not yet come back! Let's leave quickly, it's best not to come again, and don't disturb my state of cultivation."

Zhang Ruochen thought about it, put away the Tianzun word scroll again, and did not take Xuanyuan Lian's words to heart, and said with a smile: "I had something to ask for..."

"roll!"

The woman took the porridge straight and walked towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Zhang Ruochen was also tactful and walked out of the porridge shop. His voice floated in from outside and said, "I will wait for you to break Wuliang and continue your previous relationship."

The woman stood beside the middle-aged Confucian scholar, worried and whispered: "He has such a personality. Sometimes, he is like a child who has never grown up and likes to talk nonsense. But when he really does big things, he has great courage. Most of the organizations are risking his life to find it out. In short, it is not as fierce as the rumors outside."

After a pause, she said again: "After all, it is the descendant of the Holy Monk. The Holy Monk should not misjudgment!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar took a spoon, took a bite, and said, "Not bad."

I don’t know if it’s evaluating white porridge or something else.

...

What Zhang Ruochen gave to Xuanyuan Lian was naturally the Tongtian Divine Pill.

He always repays his kindness when doing things.

At the same time, he did regard Xuanyuan Lian as a friend of the opposite sex, not just an ally of interest.

Chi Xingtian sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that the daughter of the dignified Heavenly Lord would be tricked by you to sell porridge here. If the Heavenly Lord knew about it, I would definitely not be able to spare you."

"What is cheating? Xuanyuan Lian is a stunning talent. With this world experience and the Tongtian Divine Pill, there will be an amazing transformation."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly said, "Did you notice that middle-aged Confucian scholar?"

"Which middle-aged Confucian scholar?" Chi Xingtian asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It's the table next to us..."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen suddenly shut up and his face turned pale, Chi Xingtian asked, "What's wrong?"

"I found that I couldn't remember what he looked like!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Xingtian said: "Don't you make fun of it, okay? How can there be any middle-aged Confucian scholars? There is still some serious business tonight, so go with me."

Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Xingtian's eyes carefully and saw that he didn't seem to have seen the middle-aged Confucian scholar before. He suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart. He immediately pulled him, walked out of the city quickly, and asked in a low voice: "I didn't say anything wrong before, right?"

"No, I just teased the daughter of the Heavenly Lord, and it seems that it was not the first time I did this! It's not a big problem, she didn't really get angry." Chi Xingtian said.

Zhang Ruochen felt a chill in his vest and felt that he was in trouble again. After leaving the city, he and Chi Xingtian immediately left the world of the Witch God civilization.

Chi Xingtian said: "Don't go back to Kunlun Realm first, there is really something serious tonight."

"You go, I have to leave quickly." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Xingtian grabbed Zhang Ruochen and said, "Luo Xu has survived the divine tribulation and held a god-raising banquet in the Thousand Star Civilization World tonight. Many holy cultivators from Kunlun Realm will come to congratulate him. The Dragon Lord is worried that something will happen, so he asked me to secretly go over and take charge just in case."

Zhang Ruochen gradually calmed down and thought about the terrifying possibility and possible consequences.

"It must be. Xuanyuan Lian has been reminding me from the beginning. Fortunately, there is no problem in answering major events. As for teasing... it shouldn't count!"

Zhang Ruochen gradually calmed down and was able to walk out of the porridge shop and the witch god civilization, which meant that it was safe at least for the time being.

"What did you say just now? Luo Xu has survived the divine tribulation?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Xingtian said: "That's what happened! Lord Dragon was worried that someone would take this opportunity to take revenge on Kunlun Realm and capture all the young talents in Kunlun Realm, so he asked me to go over and take charge. At the same time, it also means to lead the snake out of the cave!"

Zhang Ruochen is a nostalgic person and still misses some old friends in the Kunlun world very much. So he suppressed his desire to escape and followed Chi Xingtian to the world of Qianxing Civilization.

Unexpectedly, I met an acquaintance on the way!

A holy ship flew across the sky, with battle flags on the ship flew. The Great Sage of Qingxiao wore white armor and was still very heroic. However, this senior brother who had taken good care of Zhang Ruochen in the past was obviously much more vicissitudes, with thick beards and a little white hair on his temples, and he looked like he was in his fifties.

Beside him, two women stood.

A woman in her thirties looks like a palace dress with a very beautiful red stamen on her eyebrows. Her cultivation level is close to that of the Great Saint, and she is obviously his wife.

Another young man, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, is wearing a goose yellow dress and a ponytail, with a very lively and clear eyes. His appearance inherits his parents. He is a rare pure beauty. There must be countless suitors in the younger generation.

(End of this chapter)
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