Taotie glared fiercely at the Sky-Swallowing Demon King, warning him not to act rashly.
The Sky-Swallowing Demon King hesitated for a moment, ignored Tao Xi's warning, swallowed his saliva and said, "I want to eat!"
"It is the same kind as your demon clan. It can even be said to be the ancestor of your demon clan."
He Ping'an paused and then continued to ask: "Are you sure you want to eat?"
The Sky-Swallowing Demon King said without hesitation: "It is normal among the demon clan to devour each other."
"Besides, our toad clan and the gluttonous clan are determined to fight to the death."
"Although Tao Huan has long ignored the toad clan..."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
He Ping'an became interested and motioned for the Sky-Swallowing Demon King to sit across from him and asked him to cut off a piece of meat and talk while eating.
"The king of our toad clan, the last sky-swallowing toad that year, died at the hands of Taotie..."
Tuntian spoke slowly, revealing the root cause of the toad clan's downfall.
Back then, this Taotie had just become a demon god and was very ambitious. He wanted to continue to improve his cultivation and reach the realm of demon emperor.
I learned that the supreme king of the Toad Clan, the Heaven-Swallowing Toad, has the same innate magical power as the Taoyan Clan.
If he could swallow the Sky-Swallowing Clam, both his innate magical power and his cultivation level would have a huge breakthrough.
Later, he succeeded in a sneak attack, but he did not leave the Sky-Swallowing Clam behind, and he escaped. From then on, the Sky-Swallowing Clam disappeared from this world and never appeared again.
This disappearance lasted ten thousand years.
In the middle of this, there was a toad demon who was lucky enough to become a demon immortal, but he was also swallowed by the Taotie Demon God.
At this point, the toad clan has completely declined.
"It turns out there is still this matter. Come on, let's go..."
He Ping'an was about to comfort the Sky-Swallowing Demon King. He just raised his right hand, but found that there was nothing. He couldn't help feeling disappointed, and he lowered his raised hand again.
Coming to this world, I haven’t had a beer for a long time. I wonder if Qingdao is still miserable? Are the snowflakes floating? Baiwei doesn't have enough stamina? If Wusu takes his life, should he take his life?
Thinking of this, He Ping'an waved his hand and shot out his magic power from the air.
A hundred miles away, in Taiping Fucheng, there is the Taohuayuan Restaurant.
Several jars of old peach blossom wine stored in the cellar in the backyard suddenly crashed through the cellar, burst out of the air, and flew out of the city.
"Wine, wine flew into the sky..."
It was not lunch time at this time, but the waiter who was busy in the backyard noticed the abnormality first. His eyes were so frightened that they almost fell to the ground, and he stumbled towards the front of the restaurant.
"Shopkeeper, the wine is gone..."
The waiter came to the front of the building and shouted in panic.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why is the wine gone?"
The shopkeeper, who was lying on the counter and taking a nap, was woken up and opened his eyes sleepily. He walked out of the restaurant door and saw the old wine flying into the air. He suddenly screamed and shouted: "Monster, the monster stole the wine..." ..”
Taiping Mansion was close to Southern Xinjiang, and the first thing he thought of was that monsters would come to steal the wine.
He quickly ran to the cellar with his waiter to see how much peach blossom wine was missing.
The peach blossom wine in the cellar is old wine that he has collected for many years. Compared with the old wine sold outside, both the taste and price are much better.
At this moment, a golden talisman floated down from the sky and fell into the hands of the shopkeeper.
"What's this?"
The shopkeeper looked at the talisman in his hand with the dog drawing a peach and a husk, and took a closer look. It knew me, but I didn't know it.
"You monster, you stole my old wine and you want to use this fake talisman to trick me in the lake?"
The shopkeeper pointed in the direction where the wine jar disappeared and cursed angrily: "I will report it to the official soon. I must ask the Immortal Master of the Eternal Life Palace to capture you monster!"
"Shopkeeper, how do you know this talisman is fake?"
The waiter next to him asked doubtfully.
"This can still be true. The words on it are like tadpoles. I don't recognize any of them!"
"The talismans painted by the Three Immortals Temple Master in the city are not like this!"
The shopkeeper unfolded the golden talisman and wanted to tear it up. Who knew that it was just a piece of yellow paper, but it was extremely tough. No matter how hard he tried, he could not tear it apart.
At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a blue Taoist robe and a kind face suddenly appeared in front of him: "Shopkeeper, can I let this Taoist take a look at this talisman?"
Many monks in the city had discovered the scene where the monster stole the wine just now.
The shopkeeper took a casual glance and realized that nearly a hundred monks had unknowingly surrounded him.
There were only about thirty people on the ground, and there were still more than sixty people standing in the air.
These people were all staring at the talismans in their hands.
So many immortal masters... The shopkeeper hesitated, seeming to realize that the talisman in his hand was somewhat extraordinary.
He glanced around and happened to see a thin old Taoist not far away who had just mastered the escape light and flew over. His face suddenly lit up and he shouted: "Master Lingxuan, come and help me take a look at this talisman."
This thin old Taoist is the Three Immortals Guanxian Master that he trusts very much.
The many monks surrounding him all looked at the sixth-grade Lingxuan Taoist.
"hiss......"
Master Lingxuan was suddenly stared into by the scorching gazes of many high-ranking third-grade experts. He suddenly felt extremely stressed, and cold sweat broke out on his palms in an instant.
"Master Lingxuan, come here quickly..."
The shopkeeper was very anxious and wanted to quickly confirm the authenticity of this talisman. This would affect whether he should go to the Palace of Eternal Life to report it to the official.
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Seeing Old Taoist Lingxuan standing there blankly, he couldn't help but hurry up.
Old Taoist Lingxuan was unable to bear the faint pressure of so many senior masters at this time, and could not hear the shopkeeper's shouts at all.
Just when he was hesitating whether to withdraw from the crowd, the voice of the middle-aged Taoist with a kind face fell clearly into his ears: "Since I asked you to come, you can come."
Just a soft voice, but it immediately resolved the pressure of everyone around him, allowing Master Lingxuan's six senses to return to normal.
"Yes, thank you Master Chongyang."
Old Taoist Lingxuan quickly came over obediently.
Seeing Master Lingxuan listening to the middle-aged Taoist's words, the shopkeeper looked at the middle-aged Taoist with some surprise. This Taoist seemed to have a higher status than Master Lingxuan.
"Master Lingxuan, a monster just stole some jars of my treasured peach blossom wine and left behind this talisman. Please help me take a look."
The shopkeeper handed over the golden talisman in his hand.
Old Taoist Lingxuan hesitated for a moment, glanced at Master Chongyang, and saw the other person nodded slightly, then took the talisman and put it in his hand to consider it carefully.
After ten breaths, Old Taoist Lingxuan was sweating profusely and looked anxious.
This talisman is really weird.
From the looks of it, it's just drawn on ordinary yellow paper, but holding it in your hand gives people an extremely solid feeling.
He poured all the spiritual power in his body into the talisman, but it was like a mud cow pouring into the sea. The talisman did not react at all.
"How about it?"
The shopkeeper was very anxious and kept urging him.
"Well."
"Probably, it's worth one hundred taels of silver..."
Old Taoist Lingxuan didn't know how much this talisman was worth, but so many experts were eyeing this talisman. It was right to say it was expensive.
Just when he was about to blurt out, he saw the sharp eyes of Master Chongyang, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, and he quickly changed his words: "Gold!"
"One hundred taels of gold?"
The shopkeeper's expression changed. He didn't expect that such a talisman was actually worth a hundred taels of gold.
You know, when he usually goes to the Three Immortals Temple to seek an amulet, it only costs ten taels of silver.
And all the fine wine in his cellar was emptied out, and it was worth at most a hundred taels of silver, which was twelve taels of gold.
Calculating it this way, I am simply making a lot of money!
The shopkeeper suddenly smiled brightly, with the corners of his mouth raised to the sky.
"Well, shopkeeper, do you still want to report to the official?"
The waiter on the side asked "knowingly".
"Report to the official? What official to report to? When did I say that?"
The shopkeeper asked in surprise.
Damn it, you don't accept what you just said... The waiter complained in his heart and continued: "That monster just now..."
"Don't talk nonsense, that's not a monster, it's obviously the God of Wealth!"
The shopkeeper covered the waiter's mouth and said.
No matter how desperate he is at this moment, he still knows that he has met a noble person.
At this moment, Master Chongyang on the side asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, are you willing to sell this talisman?"
"I'm willing to pay one hundred and fifty taels of gold!"
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