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Chapter 1381: Old business, changing times



Looking at the three little demons kneeling before him, Jingzi couldn't laugh or cry.

Wave your hands.

Butterfly and the other three felt a force wrap around their whole bodies, and their knees straightened out of control.

"Except for the boss, no one in the maid group is qualified to make other sisters kneel down, including me, the boss's mouth." After patting the little rabbit in the front, Jingzi looked at Linda and said softly: "I'm sorry to trouble you.

Linda, leave the rest to me."

"Okay." After gesturing, Linda glared at the group of people watching the fun, laughed angrily and scolded: "I've never seen the newcomers, one by one, don't stay to watch the fun, do what you are supposed to do."

"Okay!"

"Sister Linda, these three new sisters are each smaller and cuter than the last. Has the master's taste changed?"

"Yes.

Master doesn’t always like fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged people. Except for the personal maids, the average height of the maid team is at least 175cm. How about today?”

Linda walked back, and suddenly a group of little girls gathered around to inquire about the situation.

"You asked me who I asked, by the way, are those dragons honest?"

"Hehe, with your sister Linda taking action, it's just a few little dragons, how can they be dishonest." Hei Changzhi followed Linda with a smile, and then complained: "It's just that those few dragons seem to be a little weaker than you."

It's completely different to say that you appear weak because of external oppression."

"Ha!" Linda chuckled, hugging Hei Changzhi, "I bet that the master hasn't discovered it yet. In fact, we are the only ones suppressed in this world, and those people outside are really only that strong.

They are both immortals, but they are really weak, while the sisters are suppressed to the same level."

"I don't dare to make a bet with my master." Hei Changzhi shook his head like a rattle and quickly refused.

Although I was lucky enough to climb into bed with Sister Linda's help, I knew my status well and didn't want to cause trouble for myself.

"Tch, it's boring." Linda let go of Hei Changzhi's shoulders and waved her hand: "Let's go, remember to keep an eye on the dragons for me and don't let them cause trouble."

"rest assured.

Although everyone is an immortal, immortals are not the same." Hei Changzhi waved his hand confidently and waited until Linda was out of sight before turning and walking towards the training ground.

For Linda, even if it was only a few opportunities to crawl into bed, the girl was still grateful.

At least, I got to eat the master, and not many people had the chance to eat it at the same time.

Thinking about the feeling of expansion, the continuous shock waves like ocean waves, it is still unforgettable.

Jingzi led three people and patiently explained the maid group and how to use daily equipment.

Looking at the tall back, the three little demons, who were less than 1.7 meters tall, felt so much pressure, even greater than Sister Linda.

Except for the master, this is the first time for both men and women to see such a tall person.

Thinking again of the giantess who flashed by, Butterfly took a step forward and boldly asked: "Sister Jingzi, is the giant that my sister just saw?"

"Giant women, they belong to a rare race in the maid group." Jingzi turned around and smiled, pointing to the sofa, "You are almost familiar with the things in the house, so I can just introduce you to the maid group."

When Jingzi sat down, the three little demons timidly crowded to one side.

Seeing a few people just half-sitting, Jingzi smiled and shook his head, without any particular emphasis.

I have met countless new people and can guess a thing or two about their thoughts.

It's normal to be nervous, just get used to it.

"The maid group is the maids under the boss, and their main task is to serve people." Seeing that the three of them seemed to know the work of maids, Jingzi didn't waste any words and continued: "In addition to serving, maids also have to constantly improve and polish themselves.

Once there is danger, you must not only be able to protect yourself, but also have the awareness to take the initiative to defend the boss."

"...."

Under Jingzi's narration, the three little demons are adapting to the landscape of the country and the life of the maid group.

After a hundred years of silence, tilapia came out of the col again.

However, this time he left was different from the previous ones. He was no longer just looking for the vixen, but started doing something he had done countless times before.

Starting from Jinshan Temple, we visited each Shanmen sect one by one.

What is different from before is that the visits are more careful and secretive.

Everywhere you go, you have to think ahead and plan accordingly, either sneaking in secretly, or knocking you out with a sap, and reading your memory.

The center is blooming. Starting from Jinshan Temple, it took decades to complete all the famous mountains and rivers.

It's very interesting. The more powerful the sect is, the fewer the techniques are recorded.

It’s not that their inheritance is small, it’s just that their inheritance is basically passed down orally, or the master teaches his disciples and directly passes on what he has learned to his disciples. What’s worse, he simply teaches the disciples in the form of sermons.

Directly understand what belongs to you.

"The Tao can be taught, but it is very Tao." There are some things that others cannot understand even if they are written down in books.

I didn't think so before, but now I seem to understand.

Everything that can be written in books is all art and words, and it can never become the true Tao.

Just like my own understanding of distortion, even if I write down my experience and give the fruits of distortion to others, it will still be difficult for others to develop their abilities to their current level.

Along the way, Luo would immediately organize the robbed memories into volumes through the gene engine, or turn them into data projections.

He knew that in the future, the library would not only contain paper books, but also the insights of countless practitioners on their own magic at a certain moment.

Over the past few decades, the world has become increasingly chaotic, and war has long reignited in the northern land.

Along the way, he discovered not only the major sects but also the heavens' management of the human world seemed to be getting looser and looser.

It's been two hundred years since I traveled to this world. Two hundred years ago, when the water covered the Jinshan Mountains, gods would perform miracles from time to time.

At the end of the plot, I have been waiting for a hundred years of crusade from heaven, and there are fewer and fewer incidents of immortals and gods appearing.

Not once in the past fifty years.

Many once-immortal dojos now only have two or three kittens left, or they have become sects.

The real owner is nowhere to be seen.

The flames of war reignited, the world was once again in chaos, and the demons and monsters that had been hidden for centuries were once again rampant.

The quality of the demon is low, and the quality of the practitioner is also low.

Witnessing everything, someone knows that the great prosperity of the human race is about to reach its peak, and with it, the gods and Buddhas will become legends.

It may take hundreds of years to reach its peak.

For mortals, hundreds of years have brought great changes.

But for the gods and Buddhas, hundreds of years are just a snap of the fingers.

After spending fifty years gathering real resources, knowledge, and inheritance, Tilapia returned to the mountain col again.

The Mongolian iron hoof conquers the world. Unlike before, this time he specially prepared a formation to cover the mountain col.

In order not to waste the little merit, the butterfly who entered the Shanhe Sheji Tu to study returned to the mountain col again.

The map of mountains and rivers and the country does not care about the merits of butterflies. The world here will give her the green light.

Tilapia goes into retreat to sort out what she has gained and understood from this world.

Outside, a new round of competition for hegemony has begun again.

The Yuan Dynasty flourished but then declined, and the Ming Dynasty reorganized the Han people.

Liu Bowen slayed the dragon, and the cultivation of various sects became more and more difficult.

Winter comes and summer comes, spring passes and autumn comes, the world has gained too many things, and by the time someone walks out of the mountain col again, the world has already been turned upside down.

As if reincarnated again, tilapia once again witnessed the peak of humanity.

The monsters and monsters that used to cause trouble in troubled times now only have two or three kittens left.

There was no way around it. By the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, even though there were frequent wars, the number of humans could not be compared to what it once was.

Humanity is at its peak, and monsters and monsters naturally have no place for survival.

The emergence of thermal weapons is fatal to those little demons who have just born their intelligence.

Not to mention little demons, even some demons who have been practicing for a hundred or two hundred years cannot withstand the baptism of guns as their cultivation becomes slower and slower.

Tilapia... never realized from the beginning to the end that the only ones whose power was suppressed were outsiders like them.
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