Chapter 405 My Son-in-Law Has a Big Appetite

"... Ahem... His name is Qi Yuan." Jiang Ruhua said, a little embarrassed.

After all, who in this world doesn't know that Qi Yuan can eliminate great disasters now?

It was really embarrassing that his son-in-law had the same name as that person.

When Wang Lingtong heard this, even though he was a great master, his heartbeat suddenly jumped at this moment.

He suddenly looked at the stairs in front of him, and saw a blood-red figure in a long robe slowly coming down, stepping on the stairs, making a treading sound.

Jiang Lingsu, who was wearing a plain robe, was holding that figure, and there was an irrepressible joy in the depths of her eyes.

All the monks who were drinking at the scene put down their wine glasses at this moment and stood up silently.

In the restaurant, only the rustling sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs could be heard.

Jiang Ruhua did not notice that those monks stood up, but the sound of Qi Yuan stepping on the stairs made him blush.

Alas, his son-in-law is worthy of coming from a small place like him. The quality is almost the same, and he walks so loudly.

Didn't you see how quiet it is here?

Quality!

He decided that when he returned to the East, he must educate Qi Yuan well. When he went out, he must not lose face for the East cultivators.

When the blood-colored robe came into view, a handsome face with a little laziness, as if he was still sleepy, appeared. Jiang Ruhua stood up suddenly, looking at the young man hugging his precious daughter, and he was about to question him.

But he saw all the cultivators present bowing together, and the deafening sound also swept at this moment.

"We pay homage to Senior Blood-robed Sword God!"

"Senior has eliminated the great catastrophe, and his merits are immeasurable. You should be the emperor of my Canglan Realm!"

The voices were uniform, as if they came from one person, splitting rocks and flowing clouds, and resounding through the sky.

At this moment, the great masters in the restaurant shouted together, no matter how noble their status was or how prominent their origins were.

In front of the blood-colored robe, they were all humble to the extreme.

Jiang Ruhua blinked, as if he doubted his ears and eyes.

His heart felt empty, as if struck by lightning, and his whole body felt numb.

The voices of these cultivators turned into a ringing in his ears.

Qi Yuan... Is it Qi Yuan? ! !

He was a little confused and couldn't think at all.

He was very anxious. He had just said something cruel, and he was going to hit Qi Yuan in the nose.

Now he was in a dilemma and could only pretend to be dead. Then... a huge surprise surged in his heart.

Dao Ye... has become successful?

Wang Lingtong secretly glanced at Jiang Ruhua, and he was a little expectant, expecting this brother to really go...

Of course, he only dared to think about it, and didn't even dare to think too much.

After all, the one in front of him was a ruthless man who destroyed three thousand great disasters!

There were thousands of Yang Shen Tianzun under his command!

In the upper realm, he might also be a supreme master!

At this time, Qi Yuan, who looked lazy, yawned, and there was still a strong sense of fatigue in the depths of his eyes.

He glanced at the great masters present and Jiang Ruhua who seemed to need emergency treatment, and he spoke slowly.

"The title of Human Emperor represents responsibility, I... don't deserve it."

As a Human Emperor, he should shoulder the responsibility of Canglan.

How can he shoulder the responsibility when Canglan Realm is swallowed by him?

So, he is not worthy!

All the great masters dared not speak when seeing this, and there was not even one to refute.

After all, this is the Blood-robed Sword God who destroyed the great calamity!

His words are more effective than the law.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, he was sure in his heart that Qi Yuan was the real Qi Yuan.

Otherwise, these cultivators came here... to act?

No wonder he couldn't tell the cultivation of these cultivators, these weakest ones...are probably all great masters.

"Senior should be the common master of the world!" Great Master Baiyu bowed down and said, the former number one in Canglan Realm.

The other great masters echoed.

Now that the great calamity has been eliminated, if the Blood-robed Sword God is not the common master of the world, how can they exist?

After all, in the current Canglan Realm, the stars in the sky are gone, and only ten suns are seen in the sky.

Where is the future and the road ahead?

"Although the catastrophe has been eliminated, you still have the mark left by the one behind the catastrophe.

That's why I swallowed up the Canglan Realm and put it into my Purple Mansion.

If you leave my Purple Mansion, the one behind the catastrophe wants to take revenge, you will all die in a moment.

So... you will still live in my Purple Mansion for the time being.

I am a very generous person. I swallowed you without your consent this time. Some of the forced rents and sales... I won't charge you rent."

Qi Yuan stretched his body and spoke calmly.

The great masters around him looked at each other or looked surprised and suspicious when they heard this.

At this time, Wang Lingtong stood up and said loudly: "What Senior Blood-robed Sword God said is true. I came from Xingli Realm. The Heavenly Venerable of our realm once said that the person behind the great calamity left a mark in our bodies. Our life and death are all in a thought.

Now that the great calamity has dissipated, if that person knows, he may extinguish the mark and harvest us!"

The other cultivators broke out in cold sweats when they heard this.

The great calamity is so terrifying and powerless, and the person behind the great calamity... is simply unimaginable.

All the calculations and ideas before this have become empty.

The Great Venerable Baiyu stepped forward at this moment, his eyes firm: "The will of the senior is the will of the Canglan Realm!"

At this moment, he did not mention the common master of the world.

After all, all the creatures of the Canglan Realm owe Qi Yuan.

"I'm not interested in these. I'm just a cultivator with no ambition, weak strength, and difficulty in protecting myself. I'm a little socially anxious and a bit of a homebody.

Alas, it's all because of this damn social atmosphere.

If it weren't for the Black Mountain Sect being too rampant, the Bright Palace being too coercive, the Dark Sun being arrogant and domineering, and the Great Disaster being cold and ruthless.

Some netizens troll me online every day, how can I be so tired?

I just hope to see a peaceful, friendly, harmonious, and upright world of immortal cultivation. It's that simple.

If this were the case, how great would it be for me to huddle in the sect and play games every day? "Qi Yuan said seriously.

He is inherently afraid of society and is not suitable to be a savior.

It's fine in the game, but it's not necessary in reality.

When the other great masters heard this speech, they all looked at each other and some did not dare to speak.

The blood-clothed sword god's words really made them a little confused.

Jiang Lingsu looked at his senior brother with a smile in his eyes.

The eldest brother is still the familiar eldest brother, and what he says is always so strange.

"Senior, don't worry, we will do our best to clean up the atmosphere in the world of immortality!" Master Baiyu spoke with a firm voice.

The Great Master, who originally liked to use swear words, had cold sweat breaking out on his back.

"We are willing to create a peaceful and friendly world of immortal cultivation for our seniors!"

"Not bad, not bad." Qi Yuan complimented casually, and then said, "Wait a moment, the aftermath of the battle with the Great Tribulation caused the death of many creatures. Alas, this is all my fault."

Qi Yuan lamented that fighting against the great calamity would inevitably have aftermath, even if there was a separation between Yin and Yang in the underworld, it would still be unavoidable.

Great Lord Baiyu said quickly: "The sin of this battle is not the fault of our predecessors!"

"This is a sin of great calamity!"

No one dared to blame Qi Yuan.

Even if someone blamed him, they, the great masters, would not let those voices enter Qi Yuan's ears.

"Fortunately, I am smart enough to be prepared."

Qi Yuan, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, stretched out his palm. Following his voice, the original lazy temperament was swept away, and his aura became extremely sacred, like a god sitting upright in the ninth heaven.

His arm around Jiang Lingsu never separated.

Seeing Qi Yuan like this, Jiang Ruhua felt a sense of worship in her heart.

The other great masters also thought the same way.

The previous blood-clothed sword god was too friendly and approachable, too dreamy.

Such solemnity is in line with his temperament.

It was infinitely sacred and mysterious, and suddenly, the aura became extremely dark again.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if a netherworld had opened, and endless mysterious aura filled the air.

But when the tall and tall god spoke, his voice was vast and deep, like the voice of ancient sacrifices.

"The soul is back, please don't ask for help from all over the world!"

"It is luxuriant without roots, but duckweed is more floating and sinking."

"There is no one to rely on, and the fluttering catkins are scattered."

"Everything I mark will return!"

With Qi Yuan's voice, the world was shaken at this moment.

The weird aura was extremely strong.

It was as if the gates of Hades were opening.

This sound spread throughout the world of Canglan, and all living creatures heard it.

"Is this the voice of the Blood-clothed Sword God?"

"What is he doing?"

Countless monks and mortals, as well as insects, birds and beasts were confused.

All the great masters also left inexplicably to investigate, only to see the broken mountains and rivers nearby, and the dead mortal monks, who were all summoned by inexplicable calls and returned from the dead silence.

"I'm alive?"

"No, what happened?"

"Dad, you are still alive!!"

Countless monks were shocked, and some showed fear.

In the Canglan Realm, all the creatures that had fallen because of this war were reawakening at this moment.

Their bodies either turned into dead souls, then instantly transformed back into their original state.

Countless monks saw this scene and regarded it as a miracle.

And in the Canglan Realm, who else can perform such a miracle besides Qi Yuan, the Blood-clothed Sword God!

"Blood-clothed Sword God!"

Countless people kowtowed in worship, while some monks were trembling.

This has exceeded their imagination.

Especially for those great masters, the scene before them was not recorded even in ancient books.

At this time, a complex look flashed across the eyes of Qi Yuan, who had a sacred expression: "The boundary between life and death turns out to be change. Alas, it's another day of growing brains."

When using the function of the underworld, Qi Yuanruo gained something and understood that life and death, to a certain extent, are also transformations of energy and changes in all things.

This is somewhat similar to Ning Tao's realization when he stepped into Yangshen, that time does not exist, but time is change.

Of course, he only gained a small amount, and there seemed to be more unknowns about his underworld.

Jiang Ruhua swallowed when she saw this scene.

As for sinus piercing, he couldn't even think about it.

The blood-clothed sword god in front of him was powerful beyond his understanding and imagination.

Those great masters felt deeper than him.

The stronger you are, the more you understand how shocking the miracle of the Blood-clothed Sword God is!

"Okay, is there anything else?" Qi Yuan said, his sacred temperament disappeared, and he turned into the ordinary Shenguang Sect Zifu Daxiu before, "If nothing happens, I will go back and catch up on some sleep."

He was still sleepy and tired.

The previous battle consumed too much of his energy.

At this time, Wang Lingtong suddenly knelt down, and Wang Lingshan beside him also knelt down.

"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God please...swallow my Xinglijie!"

The purpose of their coming here is to seek help from the Blood-clothed Sword God.

After all, the great calamity has been destroyed, but the marks on them are still there.

If the man from Taihuang Palace thinks about it, all the creatures in Xingli Realm will perish in an instant.

Seeing that the Blood-clothed Sword God did not speak, Wang Lingtong continued: "As long as the senior Blood-clothed Sword God swallows the Xingli Realm, all the skills in the Xingli Realm will be owned by the senior!"

"Senior, don't you want the atmosphere in the world of cultivators to be better? Alas, most of the monks in the Xingli world have some problems with them, including alcoholics and people with bad mouths. We still need seniors to correct the atmosphere!"

"There are other worlds where there are great tribulations. The world of immortal cultivators is in a state of depression. Many cultivators have mental problems. This also requires the blood-clothed sword god to correct the atmosphere!"

"All the techniques in the Three Thousand Realms will be acquired by the Blood-robed Sword God!"

"Senior please, swallow three thousand realms alive!"

Wang Lingtong's voice was low and his attitude was pious.

It was obvious that he had made some preparations before coming and knew some of the character of the Blood-clothed Sword God.

Of course, he also knows that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Making unreasonable assumptions and pleasing the strong man's preferences may arouse the strong man's dislike.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but be cautious.

The Three Thousand Worlds may be destroyed at any time.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he thought for a moment: "What you said makes sense."

The skills are second.

The techniques of the Three Thousand Realms are actually not as good as those collected in the Buddhist Kingdom.

Now, if the man from Taihuang Palace knew the fate of the great catastrophe, he might activate the mark and harvest the Three Thousand Worlds.

Having harvested the Three Thousand Worlds, the one from Taihuang Palace will definitely become stronger.

Therefore, in order to prevent the evil-doing Taihuang Palace from becoming stronger, he had the obligation to swallow up the Three Thousand Realms.

The most important thing is that he, Qi Yuan, is a law-abiding and kind-hearted person who never kills innocent people indiscriminately and will blink his eyes when he kills someone.

Therefore, these three thousand realms must be swallowed alive!

"Senior, these are the coordinates of the Star Li Realm. We will give you the coordinates of the other three thousand realms as soon as possible!" Wang Lingtong was extremely excited and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

As long as the other party is willing to swallow it, there is still a way to survive in the Three Thousand Realms.

The man in black robe next to him was a little happy when he heard this, but he was more regretful and disappointed.

Because, his hometown has long been swallowed up by the catastrophe, and not a single scrap has been left.

"No need, I got all the coordinates during the great catastrophe." Qi Yuan's voice was calm, and then he looked at Wang Lingtong, "I swallowed so many realms alive, what if I get diarrhea?"

When Wang Lingtong heard this, he was a little silent and didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, no more nonsense, I'm going to swallow the Three Thousand Worlds. After I finish swallowing, I'll sleep for a while to eat."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he took Jiang Lingsu and disappeared, leaving only the Master who was present with a shocked look on his face.

"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God swallowed three thousand realms alive... It's simply unimaginable!" Great Lord Baiyu spoke with an incomprehensible voice.

The other great masters could not imagine what kind of scene this was.

"Senior, the blood-clothed sword god in the Canglan Realm is a blessing from the Canglan Realm!" A great master sighed with emotion.

The catastrophe was solved, and they still seemed to be in a dream at this moment.

They knew deeply that the great calamity was so powerful that they could not resist it with the power of the Canglan Realm.

But who knows, the great catastrophe is more powerful than imagined. Three thousand great catastrophes are enough to make all the monks have no desire to resist.

In the end, he was still suppressed by the Blood-clothed Sword God!

At this time, Wang Lingtong looked at Jiang Ruhua, took a deep breath, and said with a hint of flattery in his voice: "Senior, I didn't expect that the woman next to Senior Blood-clothed Sword God is actually your daughter."

When Jiang Ruhua heard this, she was a little happy at first, but when she thought about it, how could you transmit a message to something like this?

You should speak up!

The monks in this big place are so blind!

Seeing these great masters discussing the Blood-clothed Sword God, Jiang Ruhua suddenly sighed inexplicably, but the voice of emotion was loud: "Oh, my son-in-law has a big appetite, and he will eat three thousand worlds alive at one time. If he comes to my Jiang family as a guest, How to entertain people?"

As Jiang Ruhua's voice fell, the eyes of all the great masters present fell on Jiang Ruhua.

Shock, surprise, awe...all kinds of looks.

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, she felt extremely happy.

"My Jiang family is so poor, alas." Jiang Ruhua sighed again.

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"I cultivated to become a god in my dream".

Introduction: Shen Yan came to a world where monsters and monsters were plundering strangely. Here, the only way to gain a foothold was through martial arts.

However, the martial arts in this world are quite strange and can only be inherited from the gods.

If you want to obtain martial arts inheritance from the gods, you need to give something extremely important to yourself.

Someone once went to awaken the martial arts in order to avenge a blood feud.

He successfully awakened to martial arts, but he forgot about avenging bloodshed.

Some people go to awaken martial arts in order to protect their loved ones.

The awakening was successful, but the lover was completely forgotten.

In this world where monsters are creepy and want to kill and eat people, and gods are playing tricks on people.

Shen Yan refused to trade with the gods. He carried water and chopped firewood in his dreams, and was recognized by the masters in his dreams. He was taught martial arts and transformed from a mortal to a god in his dreams.