Hitting the dog is of course a joke.
How could Cao Zhe be such a narrow-minded person?
Cao Zhe looked at the dog head flying past in mid-air, and Cao Zhe shouted, "Don't do this."
Then he conjured goals and baskets for the ghost cultivators who were running with the ball, turning the chaotic movements into rules and regulations.
"Don't just pass the ball, shoot! Shoot! You can also shoot! You can also shoot!"
"Hey! That ghost! What's the matter with you? Is it okay to shoot with your feet?" Cao Zhe's voice was mixed in the roar of the crowd, and it didn't seem so obvious.
As for the dog's cry for help, there was no one...ah! No, no one cares anymore!
After a mixed-sport game, all the depression I felt just now was gone.
All the ghost cultivators were lying on the meadow under the starry sky, looking at the stars in the sky and chatting with each other.
The ghost cultivator team, which might have been divided into two factions, completely merged into one after this hearty competition.
When things come to a head, everyone has a choice, which is understandable.
As friends and comrades-in-arms in the future, of course blessings are the most important thing.
Everyone must move forward. At the intersection where we part ways, don't be resentful or unwilling. Just look at each other's backs and wish each other well.
If we meet again one day, we may not be able to play football again.
If you continue to be a ghost cultivator, you can certainly shine in a specific position. But if you switch to a martial arts cultivator, can't you become a force that protects the tribe?
The dog's head was hung on the filter under the basket, hanging there, rippling when the wind blew.
And there he was singing.
The singing was out of tune for thousands of miles, but the ghost cultivators lying on the ground all sang along.
The headless dog body holds its neck with both hands, twisting its body like a caterpillar, performing an indescribable rhythm and awkward dance that makes people just want to pluck out their eyes.
Cao Zhe did not leave, but had a crazy afternoon with these ghost cultivators.
The little bit of unfamiliarity and estrangement between them seemed to have completely dissipated during this time of play.
Sitting next to Gouzi's body, Cao Zhe patted Gouzi's shoulder, and then said in a voice that only Gouzi could hear: "Anyone who laughs, curses, or is disrespectful will have something sad. I don't care, but Remember not to become a demon."
"In the years to come, on the battlefield of all races, we, you and I, need to take more care of each other."
Gouzi's body was stunned.
In fact, if you look closely, without the funny dog head, the dog's figure is upright. Even if he is just sitting casually, he looks more elegant than other ghosts.
"Got it!" Gouzi didn't say anything provocative this time. He just spoke from his belly and answered with three short words. His voice was rich and calm, and there was no joke at all.
Cao Zhe quietly disappeared into Xuanyin Peak during the lively second half.
Then he threw the concealing spirit ball that he had been playing with for many days.
The environment in the lower realm has been stabilized, and the concealing spirit ball has been polished. It is time for Cao Zhe to go to the lower realm and continue his previous plan.
Although it is the lower realm, except for the slightly thinner vitality, there is no shortage in other aspects.
At this time, the cultivation sects in various Lingshan blessed places have already returned to their posts.
The martial arts taught by Cao Zhe have been spread all over the world and have been learned and used by many people.
Although it is still far from catching up with the progress of the upper bound, it has gradually become the mainstream.
After all, the requirements for cultivating immortals in terms of qualifications, cause and effect, foundation and other aspects are too strict.
Unlike martial arts, anyone who is alive and able to breathe can learn it and then improve through hard work.
After Cao Zhe entered the lower realm, he did not delay.
He casually mobilized a large network of sentient beings and summoned all the candidates who had been selected long ago into a valley.
All around the valley, the green light blocks out the sun, full of vitality, full of all kinds of flowers, and countless exotic fruits from Lingshan.
A thousand people appeared here at the same time, but they all just looked at each other, and no one asked rashly or made a fuss.
Since Cao Zhe wanted to select his ambush troops, he would naturally choose those who could endure loneliness and tend to be more stable in temperament and character.
Cao Zhe will not choose those who are too reckless or radical, no matter how talented they are.
When Cao Zhe appeared in front of everyone, many people in the crowd showed astonishment.
"It seems that none of you are surprised."
"Have you guessed it was me a long time ago?" Cao Zhe asked.
No one answered among a thousand people, it was as quiet as if there was no one alive.
Cao Zhe was very satisfied.
"There will be no record of our conversation here today."
"Anything...including the sight that seems to be omnipotent and omniscient." Cao Zhe continued.
At this time, all the peeping spirits present were blinded by Cao Zhe's magic spell specifically aimed at them.
The Appraisal Technique has long warned that these little guys have low IQs and are easy to fool... As long as you find them, discover them, and use illusions in a targeted manner, it is really not difficult.
In the field of view they saw, all the subjects who were 'followed and photographed' were carrying out their original activities as usual, and there was nothing abnormal.
"Frankly, none of you are particularly outstanding."
"The only advantage is that compared to some other people, you may appear calm... or even a little indifferent, but this is not entirely your own background, it may just be a shell to protect yourself."
"Because I'm not good at handling things and dealing with people, I disguise myself with indifference and calmness." Cao Zhe bluntly pointed out this fact.
There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and some people seemed to be unable to hold back what they wanted to say, but in the end they did not speak.
Cao Zhe is right. The calmness of most of them is not due to talent or ability, but a disguise for self-protection.
How can there be so many experts who can truly survive the collapse of a mountain without losing their color?
It is completely impossible to select a thousand people out of less than 200,000 people.
In other words, those who really have this ability are already outstanding, so why wait until Cao Zhe comes to select them?
"I chose you because you can endure loneliness."
“Only when you can endure loneliness can you maintain prosperity.”
"You may be curious as to why I am looking for you."
"I can tell you first... it is definitely not a good thing! On the contrary, it will be extremely difficult, and even more humble than your previous silence."
"If you don't want to continue, you can take a step forward immediately. I will never hold you accountable. I will just erase this memory and send you back to your original life trajectory. I will never intervene as a dragon or adult." Cao Zhe continued.
Nearly a hundred people in the crowd hesitated for a moment, and then took a step forward.
Cao Zhe did what he said, taking away their memories of this period with a wave of his hand, and then sent them out of the valley.
These people are truly brave men. Their long-term silence and dullness have deprived them of their last trace of courage and confidence in 'adventure' and 'exploration'. Forcing them to stay will not be of much help to Cao Zhe.
What Cao Zhe needs is a secret keeper who can endure loneliness.
Rather than a coward who has truly lost his courage and dares not fight or fight again.
People have to save themselves first before others can reach out and give them a hand.
