When the ancestor of the Bai family said these words, Bai Shifu's eyes revealed uncontrollable disappointment.
He thought that the other party might have some ways to force the evil god to give in.
Now it seems that the ancestor may be very resourceful, but he can only deal with opponents at the same level. When facing this superior god, he is no different from those weak mortals and can only grovel.
But the knight A is different. A few years ago, the ancestor could still compete with him. Looking at his current performance, one can scold the evil god head-on, while the other can only grovel. Compared with others, he is simply in Pinghu. sky.
Bai Shixin was calm and not disappointed. Although the ancestor has great magical power and extraordinary wisdom, he is still a step away from the level of a god. Only when the giant rat clan becomes truly powerful can there be any hope of becoming a god.
And the other party was a god millions of years ago.
As for the freak Knight A, he is the son of destiny and cannot be compared with him. There are always some people in the world who are like this. As a wise man, he was very open-minded about this.
"Wait a minute, this mysterious food realm has an owner. Even if you want to compromise and settle the matter, you can't leave it to him." Fang Ning said suddenly.
Several other people were shocked when they heard this. The ancestor of the Bai family narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked: "Is the God of Cookery still alive?"
"Impossible. If he was really alive, how could he leave a legacy?" Bai Shixin shook his head.
Fang Ning stretched out his hand and a black pot appeared in front of everyone.
A divine aura suddenly filled the place.
Different from the illusion of the black figure of the God of Plague, this aura is real.
On top of the black pot, an old man with a dignified appearance appeared, with a long beard and white beard, and a kind face.
"Well, this old man's appearance is not bad. I really can't tell that he lies so naturally. He is no worse than you, the rich man." The uncle sighed very much.
"Don't use me as a negative example." Fang Ning said angrily.
"I know you best, so of course I have to use you as an example." The uncle said plausibly.
At this time, the God of Cookery smiled and said: "The old man is indeed not really alive like this. He is just lucky enough to survive. It's just that the cave sky when he was alive is not something that can be treated like this."
Bai Shixin felt it for a moment and nodded slightly. This is right. If the God of Cookery still has all his beards and all his tail, it will never be their turn to take advantage of the opponent's cave.
Now this divine soul has no appearance, and has no divine power at all. If it were not protected by the black pot, any pond-level master could kill it.
But he didn't understand why the other party ended up like this.
Some gods can retain part of their power, like the God of Plague in front of him. Although he is just an incarnation of the lower world, he still has some divine power and can quickly master the laws of this world; some gods are not even as good as the God of Cookery, and cannot even have a soul. preservation.
The secret of this cannot yet be understood at his current level, but it should be a very terrifying secret.
But at this moment, the God of Plague's eyes lit up, staring closely at the God of Cookery's soul, as if he were seeing a peerless treasure.
Then he said calmly: "Old God of Cookery, you have become like this, how dare you be strong? Leave it to me, it is better than falling into the hands of a group of monsters, at least it will not humiliate you."
"Hmph, you are the god of plague and sadism, making people sick, and I am the god of delicious food. They are naturally opposites. How can I give you the secret realm of my cave? A good food garden has turned into a poisonous one. Where the cave is, it would be better to just destroy it to save the trouble." The God of Cookery put away his smile and said coldly.
Bai Shixin said nothing and watched secretly.
The two gods from the upper world were bickering on this wild earth, which actually gave him a lot of knowledge.
It turns out that these aloof gods are not too surprising. They will also fight for face, and they will also target someone because of their personal likes and dislikes.
But obviously, their strength is no longer enough to support them to fight with their divine power, and they can only engage in verbal disputes. It's really... great!
He was secretly happy that today's gathering was really not in vain, it allowed him to see clearly the reality of the gods.
These gods have lost their power to change the world, and all they have left is wisdom.
In terms of wisdom, he doesn't think he is much behind the other party.
The key is to master enough intelligence. As long as there is no information asymmetry, the other party will not be able to make any powerful calculations.
When the God of Plague heard this, he didn't get angry. He just shook his head and said: "It's really ridiculous that you have reached this point and still can't let go of this obsession. Even if you enjoy all the delicacies in the world, even if I can only make people sick, so what? ? I can still retain my divine power and be powerful in the lower world; but you can only live in a black pot and live an ignoble existence. The blessed land of cave and heaven in your lifetime will also become a prey for everyone to fight for. "
"..." A trace of shame flashed across the old God of Cookery's face, and he remained silent for the moment, with no words to refute.
Because what the other party said was true, how could he refute it? Being slapped in the face by a human being, even a god would be angry. But at this time, He has no power at all and has to rely on others to stay safe. How can He have the right to be angry
If you could do it all over again, would you still be the God of Cookery
Why did he lose his divine power and why did he fall? He was not confused and knew nothing about it, and he could also deduce the real reasons.
The great catastrophe is approaching, and the upper world is on the verge of extinction. Someone needs to burn themselves to delay the process of extinction. And gods like them are naturally the best fuel.
It’s just that there are before and afters of burning. For some gods, if the background is not deep and the backstage is not thick, then it must be burned first.
Like the river god that day, he was a noble innate god, but because the relationship was too great and the cause and effect was too deep, he had to burn.
This is the root cause of why the opponent gave up most of his power and went down to the realm in advance.
The scene was now at a deadlock, and everyone remained in a stalemate without saying a word.
The current situation is obvious. All forces from all directions have appeared, and the prey surrounding them is a solidifying secret realm of the cave.
To be honest, Fang Ning really looked down upon this prey.
Whether it was the Insect Spirit Secret Realm with half of the shares, or the City of Righteousness and the Land of Blood Killing with full shares, any one of them was several times better than this half-finished Mystic Realm of Food. How could he take a fancy to it
But as soon as Fang Ning came up with this idea, he was hit hard by the uncle.
"Look at you, you just started to accumulate some money, but you immediately start not cherishing it. Don't you know that the sages said that the more you don't relax, the richer you will be; the richer you are, the less you can relax."
"Uh, are you reasonable? I just thought about it casually, and I can't really give up the benefits I deserve." Fang Ning said very aggrieved.
"Don't even think about it. Just be on guard against the slightest possibility, you know?" the uncle taught him earnestly.
Fang Ning muttered: "I don't think you should be a hero in the future. Change it to the Gelangtai system. Tofu Xishi and Yan Jiansheng are all your predecessors..."
"..." The uncle had nothing to say.
I don't know how much time had passed before Fang Ning suddenly said: "I have always hated trouble the most. This is the map of the Mysterious Food Realm. Today I will cut the mess with a quick knife..."
He stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, and a circular map with mountains and rivers interspersed with undulating terrain appeared.
"The entire map is divided into four parts. The so-called yin and yang are in harmony, and the fragrance and smell correspond to each other. You three parties each occupy a place, and this seat serves as a buffer to prevent you from conflicting with each other."
As he spoke, he drew an equilateral triangle in the center of the map, which divided the circular secret realm into four parts, and he naturally occupied the largest central part...
"Well, Rich Man, your painting style really wins my heart..." The uncle was very satisfied.
The other three parties looked at each other in confusion.
The God of Plague thought for a while and nodded first: "In that case, I will give you a face and save you from getting entangled."
The biggest saboteur has bowed his head, and the other two parties have no reason to get entangled.
They all know in their hearts that it will not benefit either party if they continue to entangle. Now it is obvious that Shenlong is the strongest. He is mediating here and naturally wants to take away the largest share.
It doesn't matter if others don't give in, because the other three parties are all interested in it, and only the other party can leave or stay. It's not a pity to lose a food mystery realm, as they have the greatest initiative.