A long time ago, someone once asked - Table Table, who is the most beautiful in the world? Table replied, you are the most beautiful, and then used the person's bones to make a strong table leg.
A long time ago, the table sat melancholy on a hill, where there was a mountain road and a small pavilion. He would ask passers-by who was the most beautiful in the world, and no matter how the passers-by answered, their bones would become a solid table. leg.
It was still a long, long time ago, and the table didn't know how long it had passed, but he had 999 strong table legs and was firmly rooted in the mountain. He asked himself that no one could topple him.
Then one day, a man came and he actually used bribery to answer questions. Although the table didn't want him to pass, who doesn't want good things? Besides, he has a second question.
Then the table received another bribe. He felt that his intelligence was insulted, but who doesn't want good things? Besides, he has a third question.
If the person in front of him could keep bribing him, he wouldn't be able to graciously let him go -
But it was really a wrong decision. Many years later, every time the table thought of that sunset-bloody dusk, and every time he thought of that chubby, silly-looking man with a meaty smile, he had a heart-piercing feeling. The pain is like a hundred thousand iron nails poking through the body!
How many times have the table dreamed back to midnight, thinking, how wonderful it would have been if I hadn't asked the third question? In this way, his fate will not have any connection with a man named Cousin Mu, and he will not be bound here to do coolies until now, no, forever, forever, and will never be reincarnated -
"Oh, I'm dreaming again."
Lying on the table, looking at the pale moonlight outside the window, it was like a cold knife piercing his body. Even the woman beside Ru Shui couldn't make him feel half warm.
So he got up and put on his clothes.
"Where are you going?" A confused voice sounded.
The table did not turn around, but paused in his steps. There was a flash of scarlet in his eyes. He needed more beautiful table legs, but just as this thought came to his mind, a muffled groan came out of his mouth, and there was an extremely arrogant wooden thorn in it. He was jabbing wildly in his heart.
The table staggered out and burst into tears under the moonlight.
He is a weirdo, an extremely evil weirdo, a weirdo who is extremely thirsty for life, blood and even the soul. He is so powerful that even cultivators have eaten countless weirdos.
Now they are forced to marry and have children. When the wife dies of old age, the son dies of old age, and the grandson dies of old age, he marries another wife and has children. It has always been like this.
That damn fat man-Master, I was wrong.
A moment later, the table appeared as warm as jade in the Earth Meridian Scheduling Center. The smell of his cousin Mu Nan still lingered in the air, which made him extremely trembled and angry. He was extremely eager to kill this guy, and then he could untie the knot. His tragic shackles of fate, yes, as long as his cousin Mu dies, he will be free. This is the answer he got when he asked the third question.
But that is impossible, not to mention the strength of my cousin Mu Jin, not to mention the arrogant wooden thorn in my heart, just that terrible damn fat man who seems to be able to see everything - Master, I was wrong!
"What's wrong with you, table? Do you want to take a break?"
Liang Jin asked with concern. He knew that this table with mysterious origins was the famous figure next to Daozu, and he had almost all the shady power in Daozu's hands, so Liang Jin did not dare to be rude.
"I, I'm fine, thank you." The table reluctantly showed a smile.
"Don't be too reluctant. You have to command and mobilize a total of 1,500 wood demon legions, more than 150 billion wood demons. This is very rare. If it were me, commanding so many ferocious wood demons, I would think It's scary to think about it. This time, thanks to you mobilizing the wood demon army to protect the ground and swallow the ashes of the three-headed monster corpses, otherwise the network of hidden sword veins will definitely be damaged, which will result in some sword energy that cannot be recovered. Yes, so if you can evaluate merit, you are the one who deserves the most credit."
Liang Jin praised him without hesitation. He was telling the truth. The uncle who came just now and others thought that Liang Jin had made the greatest contribution to this battle. But if it hadn't been for Daozu's strict order, he really wanted to I have to say, the real hero behind the scenes is here!
The hidden sword network is indeed powerful and miraculous, but everything has a problem of attrition. Those violent sword energy storms are not little white rabbits. They are really ferocious and violent. They can destroy the entire land. If it is flattened, it can really reduce the dimension of a plane to the fifth sequence.
There is an upper limit to the number of sword energy storms that can be withstood in each area, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. When the upper limit reaches, there will definitely be losses, but look at the ancient god's army now. He had been committing suicide for three days and three nights, but there was still no sign of retreat.
So in a sense, that ancient god "Yi" is the real smart person, the person with great wisdom. He knows all this and is also waiting for the collapse of the hidden sword network. This is really a competition. Endurance, competition of trump cards, a war that looks smooth but is actually extremely cruel.
Once the hidden sword network fails, the sword energy storm alone will completely disrupt one's own position, and then be rushed to the ground by the overwhelming three-headed monster, and everything will be over.
The key to all this lies in the mysterious table in front of him, because only he can command the 1,500 wood demon legions.
Now the fellow disciples of the Tianjian Sect outside have affectionately called the Wood Demon the most beautiful ally. This friendship of sharing the same hatred and fighting together is indeed very sincere, but the truth is destined to be buried in the deepest underground. These people who are exiled in Qingmu Will the wood demons in a more secret world of heaven and earth be friendly to humans? Will they be willing to obey orders
As an old man who had joined the Tianjian Sect during the Green Underworld era, although Liang Jin was a second-generation disciple, he knew quite a bit of the truth. The wood demon was pure and kind? A good friend of the wood demon? Haha, have you forgotten the fear of being dominated by the overwhelming and fully evolved wood demon tide in the early days of Tiandao's birth
"I dare not accept this honor!" Desk said humbly. His whole person exuded humility, gentleness, calmness, and calmness from inside to outside. He looked like a real boss at first glance, and being able to be followed wholeheartedly by such a boss Taoist ancestor, how great and miraculous is that
For example, the great uncle Mu Shi of a generation, such as the smart and proud Uncle Qu Shang and Uncle Tao Yao, plus this mysterious table, ah, Taozu will definitely create an extremely great era of sword immortals.
I, Liang Jin, am so virtuous and capable. If I can live in this great era, I will definitely live up to the trust placed in me by the Taoist ancestors.
"Uh, are there no problems here?" He asked gently on the table, but his heart was filled with sadness. Of course he could see the enthusiasm in Liang Jin's eyes. This was towards that damn fat man - Master, I was wrong! Worship, there are so many such people in this world, and they are often not well-known, but they are all in the most important positions.
What a terrible plan this is!
Yes, the table knows now that if he controls the Wood Demon Legion to rebel, that damn fat man-Master, I was wrong! His lair will inevitably collapse. Even if his plan is one link after another, as long as one link collapses, everything will be ruined.
However, he must not be the one to break these links, and he will never dare to break them. He can only hope that someone extremely smart and powerful can see through these links and break them!
Please, Lord Almighty, You are so great.
The table's thoughts were racing, and he quickly smoothed out the wooden thorn that he had 'accidentally' fused. Alas, this was not fused by him accidentally. It was clearly the fat man - Master, I was wrong, I just poked it casually. Come in!
"There is no problem on my side. After all, the most serious impact was blocked by the wood demon army, and there are three layers of hidden earth line buffer protection in the earth. I am worried, will those wood demons have some complaints?" Liang Jin asked carefully.
"No! Do they dare?"
A disdainful smile appeared on Table's face, but his heart became even more sad. Yes, those wood demons did not dare to rebel because their ancestors, the four spiritual world trees cultivated by special methods, were in Table World. Where to thrive
Alas, now that I think about it, he is really stupid.
He thought that fat man—Master, I was wrong. I had forgotten about him a long time ago, so I secretly worked on various developments in the table world, and even single-handedly created an army of wood demons with the characteristics of spiritual plants. Then, a wooden thorn punctured all the good things.
Although he was extremely reluctant at the moment, the table reiterated his promise again. In short, he could never make mistakes in the part he was responsible for.
"Don't worry about the Wood Demon Legion. As long as there is still one Wood Demon alive, there will definitely be no loss of Hidden Sword veins!"
"Then thank you for your hard work, Mr. Desk." Liang Jin sincerely thanked him. With this mysterious Desk's affirmation, he was confident that he could carry it for another month. And one month later, haha, according to the two million three-headed monsters per second The killing efficiency - in short, he must not make mistakes in this link. In addition, it is also time to start the Hidden Sword Earthline 3.0 era.
Otherwise, every time we encounter a human sea tactic, we have to ask the wood demon army to act as a shield. This feels weird. Sure enough, Taozu is far-sighted. He shouted long, long ago, "Those who are not from our race will have different hearts." 's slogan, so you must keep the core thing in your own hands, otherwise one day the Wood Demon Legion will suddenly rebel. Although this mysterious table master looks very reliable, what if there is a contingency?
It can’t be left to chance!
"Well, if anything happens, please contact me immediately. You're welcome."
The table said a gentle farewell.
"I will, Mr. Table, please take care of yourself."
Liang Jin thanked him again, from the bottom of his heart.