"I'm not black, I'm mixed race. My dad is Nigerian and my mom is Chinese."
A black man who is somewhat similar to Will Smith has a smooth imperial accent.
If you don't look at the person's face, anyone would think that the person speaking is an out-and-out Chinese person.
"Whether you are black or mixed-race, what is your purpose? You can always talk about it."
Unable to detect the memory, and not sure whether the thing behind the other party would come directly, Chu Feng used a gentler way to ask.
As for the dying Huang Yaoshi and the seriously injured Zhou Botong, Chu Feng casually repaired their bodies and immediately knocked them into coma.
"We are here for the young girl Huang Rong, and a shopkeeper offered her a high price."
The black man who had a slight resemblance to Will Smith saw that Chu Feng didn't scream and killed him, so he honestly stated his purpose.
"Who are the shopkeepers? Who are you? Is a certain system directing all this, or is a certain god directing all this?"
Chu Feng, who had also read some novels, looked confused.
The black man, who was somewhat similar to Will Smith, immediately put on an expression that was indeed true.
"Being able to name the system and the main god means that we are not natives of your world or from other worlds. Well, let me tell you the truth. We are reincarnators from the Reincarnation Hall under the control of the main god. We belong to the x9527 team. I am Leader of the low-level martial arts group. As for the shop owners, there are some people under the main god who are responsible for opening the shop and do not participate in daily reincarnation matters."
"It goes without saying that the shopkeeper you are talking about is either very rich or very powerful!"
Chu Feng said playfully.
The black man who looked somewhat similar to Will Smith nodded and changed his solemn face.
"The shop owner is very powerful, and this world cannot bear it, so he has issued a reward for people with low strength. Even if you kill us today, others will come. In the end, you will die of exhaustion. By the way, that person The shop owner is very obsessed with the heroines of Jin Yong's martial arts novels and has collected a lot of them, Huang Rong, he will not give up."
"Death from exhaustion"
Chu Feng felt strange in his heart. Could it be that the jet-black guy in front of him thought that his ability to enter this world meant that his cultivation level was not that high.
"I admit that your props are very advanced and can deflect the bullets we shoot out of thin air. But you have to know that there are many things in the Reincarnation Hall that can kill the enemy in an instant. I advise you not to get involved in this matter."
A black man who is somewhat similar to Will Smith has a somewhat threatening tone in his polite tone.
"I really don't know what you mean. It's very common for reincarnators to die when performing tasks."
Chu Feng said with a half-smile.
"It turns out that you didn't kill us immediately because you were afraid of the Lord God. How could I be so stupid!"
The face of a black man who looked somewhat similar to Will Smith changed drastically.
The five people behind him quickly reached out to pinch the silver balls on their wrists, but to no avail.
“Not too stupid”
After Chu Feng said that, with a look, the black man who was somewhat similar to Will Smith and the other five people turned gray.
After being silent for a while, Chu Feng asked: "System, Pindao is very curious, who is more powerful between you and this Lord God?"
"Of course I am powerful, needless to say, but I can't take action casually. This time I am preaching in all the worlds under the control of the Lord God. You must take care of yourself. This time is much more dangerous than the last time I traveled to the Westward World."
The system reminded.
"Preaching, what do you mean? You said you are just building the Ten Thousand Realms Academy. How come you are preaching the Tao?"
Chu Feng was stunned, why was it different from the previous script.
"Okay, to tell you the truth, from the time you entered the new urban world, you have entered a world under the control of the Lord God. I was worried that you would be afraid, so I didn't tell you. The Ten Thousand Realms Academy actually allows you to train a Criticize the natives, fight against the reincarnations, and when preaching, you hide in the dark to avoid attracting the attention of the main god. I asked you to come here suddenly this time because I didn't expect the people in the Samsara Palace to attack Peach Blossom Island so quickly."
The system said.
"So that's what happened. You don't have to go around in circles. Don't worry, Pindao has always been very careful about his own safety and will not act rashly."
Chu Feng said dumbfounded.
Come on, it turns out that we are still preaching, but this time it is the world under the control of the Lord God.
If you ask on Zhihu what it is like to preach in all the worlds under the control of the Lord God, I wonder if anyone will answer.
"This is the world of the Lord God. Her and I have the same life. It's best not to meet. You have to rely on yourself next. Try not to expose your own strength, Taoist Priest, take care of it."
After the system finished speaking, it went offline directly.
Chu Feng shouted several times but got no response. He felt a little irritated. The system said it was awesome, but it was so cowardly that the mission might not go smoothly this time.
Alas, the road to the Supreme Taoist Ancestor is so difficult. Last time I traveled to the Westward World, I spent three hundred years squatting in a kiln in the Abyss of Darkness. I must be more careful this time.
Pindao cannot become a salted fish Taoist priest who is imprisoned in the Reincarnation Hall.
With a bad mood, Chu Feng walked up to Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong, lowered his head and looked at them. Huang Yaoshi had a fair face with a beard, a slender face, and a slightly sharp eyebrow. At first glance, he was not an easy person to get along with. Zhou Botong was wearing a uniform. A worn-out monk's robe is somewhat similar to the one he wears, but it's a little too shabby, making him feel like a beggar.
After thinking about it, Chu Feng woke up Zhou Botong first.
A burst of white air came from Chu Feng's mouth and penetrated along Zhou Botong's nostrils.
Zhou Botong, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes, and then jumped up like a monkey, slapping his legs with a cheerful expression.
"My legs are healed, I'm fine, hahaha..."
After going crazy for a while, he looked at Chu Feng, with a sunny smile on his face, like a carefree boy.
"Little Taoist priest, you must have saved me. You are so powerful."
Chu Feng's nose was so angry that he was crooked. He was a little Taoist. He was hundreds of years old. He was neither old nor young. He didn't respect the old or the young at all.
"Ahem, young man, Pindao is already over two thousand years old."
Chu Feng's voice suddenly turned old and hoarse.
Zhou Botong's expression froze, and then he burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, you are pretty good at this. Can you teach me? I can exchange with you. I can't teach you my martial arts, nor can I teach you the Nine Yin Manual. Well, I created a set of seventy-two ways. Kong Ming Quan is very powerful."
Chu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was really not an ordinary trouble to communicate with a person with a pure heart.
"Zhou Botong, your Seventy-two Ways of Kong Ming Fist and Nine Yin Manual are not worth mentioning in the eyes of poor Taoists."
"Oh, let's try it out."
Zhou Botong put away his smile and looked at Chu Feng, his eyes showing eagerness to try.
