The advancement of the world is still 'slow' and steady.
The theocratic era set by Ke Xiaoliang will last for about three thousand to five thousand years. From birth to destruction, from generations of gods and god kings killing each other and replacing each other, it will all happen within these three to five thousand years. Finish.
Of course, in this process, many events with vague time boundaries will occur.
Many mythological stories are amplified.
Until Ke Xiaoliang rang the bell for the second time, the theocratic era was still buried.
Averting his gaze, Ke Xiaoliang sat in the Supreme Demon Palace and brewed a pot of tea for the first time in a long time.
Just a moment ago, his soul had a throbbing feeling and a premonition.
When the ancient tea that has been growing on the cliffs of the fairyland for thousands of years is boiled in the divine liquid, the burning spiritual fire constantly jumps out of the spiritual brilliance under the tea stove, sometimes condensed into a pair of cute eyes, pleasing to the eye. When looking at Ke Xiaoliang.
An old man with a half-bald head and a big belly, wearing a gray cloth robe, appeared in front of Ke Xiaoliang, completely ignoring the large number of formations and restrictions that blocked the palace and the mountains.
"coming?"
"Drink tea!" Ke Xiaoliang stretched out his hand calmly, as if he was entertaining an old friend who was already familiar with it.
The old man also sat down calmly, picked up the teacup, and drank the hot tea in one gulp.
"Good tea...but drinking is more delicious. I have the sacred wine stolen from the wine world of Dionysus. If you are not worried about being jealous of Dionysian, then drink with me." The old man said. He took out a black wine gourd and opened the stopper.
The mouth of the gourd did not reveal any aroma of wine, but instead had a milky aroma like a newborn baby.
Drops of wine floated out of the gourd's mouth, suspended in mid-air.
Every drop of wine seems to record many wonderful stories.
Ke Xiaoliang opened his mouth and inhaled slightly, and drank dozens of drops of wine. The taste was very close to that of ordinary wine, but it seemed to be filled with all the beautiful tastes.
This is a complex and unified wine, and tasting it is like reading about the most popular beauty in the world.
"The wine is good, but it's not suitable for me." Ke Xiaoliang said.
"It's really not suitable. You have mastered several worlds, and you have the deepest understanding of the world's various conditions and mundane things. I was negligent. I will steal a bottle of drunken brew for you next time..." the old man said with a smile. There was also a sincere apology.
But Ke Xiaoliang knew very well that this was actually the temptation of the old man in front of him.
He was peering at Ke Xiaoliang's control over the many realms in the gourd, and trying to figure out the depth of it.
"The Black Heart Patriarch is definitely not visiting me for no reason. He came to see me. He must have something important to do. You might as well ask, if you can help... I will definitely help." Ke Xiaoliang directly revealed the identity of the old man, and at the same time rushed to occupy it. Taking the initiative is like an immature child pretending to be mature.
However, who can be sure that this kind of performance is not a new temptation or disguise?
The black-hearted old man squinted his eyes, looked at Ke Xiaoliang carefully, and then smiled meaningfully... When you are temporarily unsure how to face it, such a smile is a master key.
Both sides facing each other are trying their best to interpret each other and try to gain the upper hand.
"Your method is good. There was civil strife in the Ten Demon Sect. You made a first move and defeated the tentacles of the real demon world. Then you made a backhand plan and placed your own chess pieces and eyes and ears in the recovered tentacles."
"Unlike you, your control over the Ten Demon Sects is absolute, while the control of the two Demon Lords over the True Demon Realm is relatively fragmented. Your chess pieces will only be buried deeper, and you will not choose to activate them until you wait for the right time. .”
"However, the real demon world is cold after all. The recycled tentacles will probably be completely eliminated in a very short period of time. Your plan is destined to fail unless a third party intervenes." The black-hearted old man A few words that were casually chatting, but named Ke Xiaoliang's secret arrangement. At the same time, he turned his back on the guests and regained the right to speak.
Of course, this is also a series of temptations.
Since Ke Xiaoliang chose to counterattack the real demon world, it was impossible to only consider this aspect.
Among those demon cultivators who returned to the real demon world, burying chess pieces and mixing in their ears and eyes can only be said to be done conveniently and to take advantage of the situation.
How to make the chess pieces fall where they should be, how to let the eyes and ears preserve them, and deliver useful information...that's the real skill.
Facing the black-hearted old man's doubts, Ke Xiaoliang's eyes widened and he looked at him with confusion.
It was as if he had no idea what the black-hearted old man said.
Then he burst out laughing in embarrassment: "Ha...haha! That's right! I...I did make such an arrangement, I did it smoothly, I did it smoothly! I am lucky to succeed, but I have nothing to lose." regret."
"I can't...someone punched me twice in succession and I didn't even punch back! Then what have I become?"
Such an attitude seems suspicious.
Just like Ke Xiaoliang himself, it was only after the black-hearted old man reminded him that he could think of such an incident and such means and skills.
Before that...he didn't have the slightest awareness in this regard.
Pretending to be stupid like this, when dealing with an old fox like the black-hearted old man, seems even more insincere.
The black-hearted old man was not upset. Since he decided to come out to find Ke Xiaoliang, he had already made a complete plan.
Now that you are here, you cannot leave empty-handed.
No matter how Ke Xiaoliang chooses to deal with it, he has a way.
"Two versus two, or three versus one, it's you...what do you choose?" The black-hearted old man saw through Ke Xiaoliang's first layer of disguise, followed the trend and entered the second layer, and began to choose straightforward threats.
"Are you threatening me?" Ke Xiaoliang sat up straight, then looked down at the black-hearted old man from a higher posture and asked.
The black-hearted old man said: "It's not a threat, it's an advice."
"I came with good intentions. We belong to the same sect and we should be united and help each other."
"And you are very wary of me and always on guard. This shouldn't be the case!"
Faced with Ke Xiaoliang's sudden strength, the black-hearted old man responded with strength.
It's just that Ke Xiaoliang's strength is sharp and sharp, while the black-hearted old man's strength is restrained and knows how to be thick and black.
"Pfft...!" Ke Xiaoliang laughed.
In an instant, the solid atmosphere in the entire practice room began to melt rapidly, just like ice and snow seeing the sun for the first time.
"Okay! Open the skylight and speak frankly. Baishou and Qianblade make me very unhappy. I want them dead. I also ask the Black Heart Patriarch to help me." Ke Xiaoliang said suddenly and boldly.
The black-hearted old man rolled his eyes: "Don't make trouble!"
"It's easy to hurt them, lose their face, and even temporarily seal them, you can also plan. But kill? How to kill? If you stand on the complete river of time, you can remove their existence from all existence. If you erase all traces of their past, you can kill them."
Ke Xiaoliang had a serious look on his face: "If they take the initiative to suppress all traces and then enter my world... do you think they can't be killed?"
