The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 889

"Come find me."

"How much reward do seniors need?"

"I don't think there are too many of these things, but you need them more than I do, so you should keep them yourself." The young man said generously.

He has such a good heart?

There was a big question mark in my heart.

After witnessing the tragedy just now, Lan Shuying hesitated for a while before speaking.

"I should have another chance to ask questions."

Those mentioned above are all about the branch of Jialan's whereabouts, which should not be included in her chances.

The young man nodded: "Ask."

"About, my talent." She was a little nervous, "The third talent, I want to know why it is not complete."

The third talent, eating evil.

She herself can hardly remember when it appeared.

Opening it requires preconditions, the first floor, the second floor, she has filled the quotas of those villains, only the golden number on the third floor, even though she has killed many evil monsters in Shen Yin's world , it always stops at 1/7.

That 1 was added after killing Alan Green in the killing game.

"Talent...this thing, as far as I know, is called God's Blessing." The young man said calmly and calmly.

She used to deal with this word a lot in a certain game.

The two cannot be compared, they are made up to entertain people, and the one in front of you is a real God.

"What do you think the Three Thousand Reincarnation Realm is?" he asked.

This is a harder question than the working principle of the main system... Lan Shuying hesitated to answer:

"battlefield?"

She wanted to talk about the Colosseum even more. If she really said that, she would scold herself too.

The young man shook his head, rarely showing gloom: "It's the cemetery."

"A cemetery that is bigger and more dynamic than you imagined. You come from the Land of Ten Thousand Races, and you can see that they have all sorts of strange powers, right? Only there can carry them to destroy them day and night... If you take them Throw it into the Three Thousand Realms without restraint, hmph, sooner or later all those places will be demolished."

"Yes." Lan Shuying agreed, "I once met an exiled race, the Zhurong clan. They were suppressed by the rules of that plane, and they could only migrate to live in the depths of the snowfield, and their lives were not very good."

"Zhu Rong, the wine made by that boy is very good, but unfortunately I can't taste it anymore." The young man smacked his lips and continued, "Those in the Land of Ten Thousand Clans are descendants of fallen ancient gods."

He glanced over, as if asking her: What can you think of?

Shock!

Yes, it was shock.

Even though it only took her and Zhen Ge to reach the gate of the central realm in dozens of days, it was because as soon as Zhen Ge recovered, they flew close to the clouds and had never fought against the sky races.

In fact, the land of ten thousand races is quite large, and the number of races living there...

It really lives up to its name.

"1 ancient gods...are all buried in the Three Thousand Realms?"

"No."

She took it up again after a breath of relief, because he said:

"Of course it's more than ten thousand."

"..."

Wholesale of ancient gods, sale at high price?

She wanted a godhead so much, and only now did she realize that this thing is actually very common?

So, that legend is true, the secret of promotion is hidden in the Three Thousand Realms, because countless ancient gods are buried, if you get their godhead...

Her eagerness to try was all too obvious.

——"Don't be so happy so early, want to be promoted? Want to get Nanming down? Huh, it's just bones. They smashed their godheads when they were alive, and you can't find them even if you are exhausted."

The wicked taste of youth emerged again.

"..."

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly."

He put on a long-winded posture, and Lan Shuying suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the "tail" waiting outside.

Wait, wait patiently for the end of the speech.

Questers going back and forth in the cemetery will awaken the will of the gods.

What kind of people attract what kind of gods.

Lan Shuying corresponds to the taskers she knows, indeed, their respective talents are very suitable for their personalities.

In other words, it was the appetite for those ancient gods.

The remaining will of the ancient god spilled out a little casually, and was unconsciously picked up by the tasker.

A seed develops slowly.

After a specific assessment, a certain amount of accumulation, when it finally breaks out of the ground - talent, it is done.

"You guys are too fragile, you can only carry two at most, but you have a third... Haven't you ever doubted it?"

"Yes, I am greedy, as long as it belongs to my power. I have killed many villains, but it has stagnated. Please give me some guidance."

"What's it called?"

"Eating evil."

"Hey, do you know whose god this is?" The young man clapped his hands, "Do you want to know?"

"..."

"I don't even want to tell you."

it is as expected.

"You are raising pigs, which grow well at first, but suddenly they don't grow any more. Isn't the answer very simple, you are feeding the wrong things!"

"Senior, I don't think this is raising pigs..."

"The reason is similar, do you still want to listen?"

"……listen."

"But I don't want to say it!"

"..."

Lan Shuying's teeth became sour for a while: You are so cheap.

The young man hummed and motioned her to look at the light curtain again.

What I showed her before was how the canyon restriction harmed Jialan.

But now, what is reflected inside is the prosperity of the world.

It can be seen that this is an ancient market, similar to the scene on the scroll of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

The picture zooms in.

Lan Shuying watched intently, and suddenly her consciousness was pulled into the painting!

The hustle and bustle of the market was right next to her ears, and she still maintained the posture of looking up at the light curtain just now, and her goal was the blue sky.

Someone yelled at her: "You're in the way!"

When she got out of the way, she looked down at the shopkeeper, and suddenly froze.

Attention immediately stopped behind the salesman.

She recognized the seven light balls of different colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. The largest one was like a ping pong ball, and there were other large and small ones, all of which were mixed colors.

Looking at the other people on the street, they all follow behind, and they are all different.

Her feet swayed slightly, and her consciousness returned to the side of the round table. The teacup in her hand was tilted, and half of it was poured out, "Sorry."

"Small things."

"What are those?"

"It's hard to say, like those books say, three souls and seven souls, seven emotions, six desires and eight sufferings, and what kind of greed, anger, and obsession... Hey, you can get involved with numbers, it's really troublesome."

The young man finished complaining gruffly, and then said: "You played a trick back then, picking and choosing, saving everything you wanted to keep, and throwing in what you didn't want. Now you should know that you regret it? Hey, now This way of eating evil should be filled with your own evil thoughts, but you can't give it, so you can only borrow it from others!"

Lan Shuying's face was slightly hot.

"If you don't understand it, think about it again, what kind of thing is Green you killed!"

"It's...greedy."

She took a long breath.

The remaining six finally understood.

(End of this chapter)