"Oh, the phoenix that landed on the ground is really not as good as a chicken." The God of Cookery looked at the giant painting in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
The upper world collapsed, the gods were helpless, and not a single one could still retain their strength.
I don’t know who can benefit from it, saints or gods
Anyway, from the perspective of the God of Cookery, he can't see clearly. The world has changed so drastically. He, a god who likes to enjoy himself, has no ambition as a god of death. He wants to take advantage of the situation and make a comeback.
All He wants is for the world to be stabilized and then achieve results.
Anyway, no one in the world can escape from the word "eat", so he doesn't have to worry about his way being cut off.
"I wonder if senior has any friendship with the god in this painting? Do you know his true identity?" Fang Ning was still very polite.
After all, his character has not changed significantly. He is being trusted every day, so it is difficult for him to change his character.
If it were another person, from a humble mortal, to possessing the power of the system and surpassing the gods in one fell swoop, how could he be polite to a bereaved god at this time
Most of them have to give orders and shout around.
The God of Cookery felt a little emotional in his heart, and he did not hide it at the moment: "These are the two gods of sleep and dream that the venerable was looking for before. These two gods are one body and have two sides, and they sleep and dream."
"That's very good. I wonder if you, senior, can persuade this god to make a deal with me?" After Fang Ning determined his goal, he felt happy. He finally had a technique that could help him become a god while lying down.
"I wonder what the deal is?"
"He passed on his inheritance to me, and I will keep him safe." Fang Ning said matter-of-factly.
"Well, I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about this matter," the God of Cookery hesitated, "The divine position is limited. If it is passed down to the venerable, how can the other party ascend to the divine position again?"
Yes, this is the fundamental conflict between the two parties. Where fundamental interests are involved, there is no compromise at all.
Fang Ning was still thinking about not being too violent and being gentle. Now it seems that there is only one way to let the uncle defeat the other party.
"In this case, I will not embarrass Senior God of Cookery. You can rest well."
After Fang Ning finished speaking, he left the system hotel.
The God of Cookery looked at the opponent's back and sighed again. Once upon a time, the gods slaughtered mortal beings as cattle and sheep, but now, with the rotation of heaven, they themselves have become cattle and sheep in the eyes of others.
The so-called God's way is easy to return, nothing better than this.
How easy is it to remain prosperous
Only when you are prosperous can you restrain yourself, so that when you are in decline, you will not fall too far.
This is the truth of Kanglong having regrets.
Back at the system Internet cafe, Fang Ning said rudely to the uncle: "Hey, uncle, is there any way you can get the guy in this painting to reveal his cultivation techniques?"
"This is not simple. The sages said that under three trees, what can you ask for?" The uncle was very confident.
Fang Ning had a black line on his forehead, and that was indeed the case.
He waved his hand and said, "Stop dragging Wen. Anyone who can say such things is a cruel official and not a sage. Don't go astray."
"Isn't it normal to use heavy scriptures in troubled times? Leave it to me and I will give you the skills tomorrow." The uncle agreed directly.
"Hey, you pushed me around before, why are you so obedient this time?" Fang Ning said in surprise.
"That's nonsense. You have the skills, and I have the magic weapon. We have to divide the work and cooperate, but I can't do it in vain."
"..." Fang Ning had nothing to say, and finally reminded him, "Be careful, don't violate the rules."
"I have learned from the rich man that this is all for the sake of all the people in the world, so I must use torture to deal with these gods who extract the people's fat and anointing, so that they can feed the people back. When doing big things, don't be constrained by small details." The uncle said righteously.
"Yes, yes, I gave it all back to you."
"I am ordered by heaven to protect all living beings. The stronger I am, the more people I can defend. Without my system domain, dozens of planets would have been in ruins. This is in line with the rules of chivalry." The uncle said plausibly.
"Well, that's right, Gouzi, you really need to start training soon." Fang Ning was quite pleased.
"If you didn't scold me, we could still be good friends."
"I'm here to remind you, don't get carried away. No matter how powerful you are, there will always be someone who can supervise you."
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The next day, Fang Ning looked at the giant painting again. The hill giant in it was already covered with wounds and was no longer human. The hills turned into plains, showing the brutality of the beating.
"Okay, this is the inherited skill you want, "Dream Nerve", which is divided into nine levels. Each level has nine levels, totaling eighty-one levels. You can practice hard." The uncle handed over a huge thick book. The extremely dark golden book was thrown to Fang Ning.
"The name is really ugly. You couldn't have chosen it casually, right? Why is it so heavy?" Fang Ning struggled to lift the huge book and said casually.
"Well, you guessed it right at first glance. His inheritance is too complicated and cannot be summarized in one book, so I will summarize it for you to facilitate your reading. Of course it will be very heavy. This is the inheritance of God. Don’t underestimate any god. There are thousands of gods, but how many have we killed in total? We all relied on outside help, and I’m not very powerful.”
"I think sooner or later you will turn me into a psychopath." Fang Ning said helplessly.
"No, it can only be mental illness. There can be no problem with your nerves. I use it every day and it is very strong." The uncle explained.
Fang Ning didn't want to talk to a fool, so she started to float on the big book and opened it to read.
At this time, the rule prompt appears.
(The system is thinking...)
(The system decides to find the artifact.)
"Damn it, you are the most diligent every time it comes to this time." Fang Ning muttered, and was quickly attracted by the contents of the book.
The uncle made no sound at this time. It was obvious that his spirit had been attracted by the so-called artifact.
Fang Ning looked at the book and couldn't help but fall into it.
"During sleep, the consumption of all gods will be reduced. The general outline of enlightenment lies in this. Living things need to sleep, and the world also needs sleep. Those who are as strong as a true dragon will sleep for thousands of years and consume very little vitality."
Seeing this, Fang Ning couldn't help but realize that the God of Sleep also had a way to reduce the consumption of the world.
Moreover, it is difficult for the Demon Saint Wisdom to extinguish the star. In the final analysis, it is not to let the star sleep
Just like the wild bear in the cold winter, in order to survive the winter when there is a lack of prey, it has the nature of dormancy, which not only gives it a chance to survive, but also gives the natural ecology a chance to breathe.
It can be seen from this that not all the gods in the upper world are corrupt, but there are also many wise people who are searching for various ways to delay the decline of heaven and earth.
Fang Ning continued to look down.
"The way to get started is to regulate the mind so that it has no distractions and all things are empty. It is so ethereal and not attached to things, so you can sleep when you want to..."
Fang Ning decided to give it a try, and then he lay down on the bed.
Start practicing according to the instructions in the book.
Within three minutes, he fell asleep.
Before the drastic changes in the world, when he was an ordinary person, he couldn't sleep so quickly. He always had to worry about whether there would be a phone call or whether he would be scolded tomorrow. As a result, he tossed and turned and stayed up for more than half an hour, or even more than an hour, before he could sleep. Fall asleep.
Until he was taken into care by his uncle, he had nothing to worry about and his sleep quality was getting better and better.
You can almost fall asleep by touching the pillow.
But this also brings up a big problem, how does he practice this technique
I don't know how much time has passed, but the system uncle finally spoke up.
"Aren't you practicing Kung Fu? I've found three of these artifacts, and you've been sleeping for three days?"
"Uh," Fang Ning rubbed his eyes and said coquettishly, "The technique is indeed very good. My sleep quality has improved a lot, and I didn't even notice it."
"Hmph, I think you're doomed. I guess this method can turn you into a cripple. Now it's three days, and then it'll be three hundred, three thousand, or even thirty thousand years. When you wake up, you'll be dead." Take pleasure in your misfortune.
"It's impossible. I must be new to it and lack self-control. Once I get familiar with it, I will have a solution." Fang Ning did not admit this at all.
Then he rolled over and started to study the book "Sleep Nervous".
It is indeed broad and profound, capable of seeing the great from the small, and from the ordinary to the divine, implying the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. It is no wonder that the hill giant in the painting can rely on this way to become a god.