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Chapter 313 A soft rice from ancient times

"One of your child's greatest strengths is your strong curiosity, but if it is not controlled, this curiosity will destroy you sooner or later."

Listening to Po Meng's sincere persuasion, Hu Qibao nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, his biggest shortcoming is that he is easy to swell. Once he swells, it is easy to get things to a point where there is no end, such as this fake death plan. That's why.

And in an inflated state, his strong curiosity can easily kill him.

"Then what should we do?" Hu Qibao frowned. It would be too embarrassing to say that he couldn't do what he had promised just now.

"It's not impossible." A stream of water from the Forgotten River flew into the pot again, and Po Meng said while stirring.

"Huh? Is there a way? Madam! I want to learn!" Hu Qibao said excitedly.

Is it some kind of cheat that can cause unlimited death?
"It's very simple. Daoyun's out-of-control rampage is nothing more than your lack of realm or personality. If the gap is too big, you will naturally be unable to control it. My advice is not to rush when it comes to cultivation. Take your time and be more practical step by step."

Hu Qibao nodded, he thought so too, otherwise with his current connections and the arrangement of one lecture a day, it would not be a problem for him to become an immortal within a year.

But in this way, the fun of practice is lost. It is like playing a game. Cultivating is the most fulfilling. Buying a finished product directly is equivalent to playing with someone else's wife. It may be a little pleasurable for a while, but over time there will be no passion. Yes, I have to buy a new account.

Haoqian can be bought again, and Laowang can be played again, but practice is not so easy to start over.

"So you can think of ways from the perspective of status. As long as your status is improved, you can't suppress it, but you can at least stabilize these Taoist charms."

"Personality? I seem to understand a little bit, but how can I improve this?" Hu Qibao asked curiously, touching his chin.

Personality, he knows, is something related to luck. Although it sounds mysterious, it is actually a relatively common thing. Even ordinary people have ordinary personalities, but most ordinary people do not have personalities. Of any role, the one with a little bit of extraordinary power is the emperor's status.

For example, the founder of the country where Hu Qibao lived in his previous life walked in a hail of bullets and missed a single shot, and some missiles fell and got stuck in branches but did not explode, and other outrageous actions.

These are the little bits of supernatural power of the Person.

As an immortal cultivator, Hu Qibao now has his own status, but it is very low. The status of an immortal cultivator is very simple. It only depends on your cultivation level. Regardless of your talent, luck, or combat power, you are the transformed god. In this period, your status is to become a god, unless you improve your realm.

Of course, for immortal cultivators, there are other ways besides improving their cultivation level, but he can't think of any way to improve so many personalities at once, to the point where they can stabilize the Six Paths of Reincarnation. And the state of creation and Tao Yun.
"Isn't this ready-made?" Po Meng said casually while stirring the soup, "It is enough to become a Yama in the palace and control the power of a hell. Anyway, there are almost two Yamas now. "

Hu Qibao came to his senses immediately and looked at Po Meng speechlessly: "Hello, my dear, you have gone around in such a big circle and are waiting for me here?"

"What? Do you think this hell is not good enough for you? Or do you think this old bone can't protect you?" Po Meng glanced at Hu Qibao and said lightly.

"It depends on what you always said." Hu Qibao quickly ran behind Po Meng with a smile, stretched out his hand to press her shoulders, "How can this be possible? With your protection, who dares to touch me?"

"Then it won't end." "But..." Hu Qibao was a little helpless.

"I know you have a but, tell me. But what, tell me and see if I can accept it."

"The first one is, I want to try it out on my own. After your enlightenment last time, I have figured it out. I still want to do what I want to do. The fake death plan is indeed the result of many factors, but at least for now, Even if there is no threat from heaven, I will still choose to fake death, because there are many things I want to try in this fake death plan." Hu Qibao said with a smile while pressing Po Meng's shoulders.

"The second but is that I want to build a perfect underworld for you, my empress. If I take the position of Lord of Hell, then this underworld will not be perfect."

"Nonsense, for me, this hell wouldn't be perfect without you." Po Meng rolled her eyes, but she didn't think so much about letting Hu Qibao be the Lord of Hell, because the smile that showed on the corner of Hu Qibao's mouth just now was... From the bottom of her heart, she respects her precious apprentice's choice, so she will also respect Hu Qibao's choice and let him do what he wants to do.

"Hehe~ Qibao knows, so doesn't Qibao take the position of a soul seducer again? Don't worry, I won't leave the underworld.

"Hmph~ It would be great if you could rest assured. Don't press the button. My old bones haven't softened to that point yet. You'd better think about how to solve the matter of the Conferred Gods List first. The two of them have already negotiated." Po Meng shook her shoulders and shook off Hu Qibao's hand.

Hu Qibao glanced at Lin Gang, who was looking at him in surprise by the Naihe Bridge, and shrugged helplessly: "Okay, but thanks to your reminder, I have already thought of a solution."

"Oh? What way?" Granny Meng stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked at Hu Qibao curiously.

"Humph~" Hu Qibao smiled proudly, but did not say anything, but turned to look at Zhao Sihan and Lin Gang, who had already reached an agreement.

"How are you going to distribute it?"

"It seems very dangerous, is that okay?" Zhao Sihan frowned. She also heard part of Meng Po's words just now. Although she knew that it was part of the argument to persuade Hu Qibao to become the Lord of Hell, the danger did exist.

"There shouldn't be any problem. Besides, I'm going to try it in the underworld, with my lady watching, what can happen to me? Right my lady." Hu Qibao turned around and said with a smile.

"You~" Po Meng shook her head, a helpless smile appeared on her face, "Try it, I will protect you if anything happens."

Lin Gang and the Great Sage were a little surprised by these doting words, especially the Great Sage. He didn't know much about the Pingxin Empress, but she did know a lot. She was one of the few powerful people in the Three Realms whom he respected. She was actually so kind to Hu Qibao...

The Great Sage also knew a little about Hu Qibao's situation, but he was the person favored by the Sanqing. In this era when the Sanqing abandoned their past grudges and shared the same hatred, few people dared to have other thoughts about Hu Qibao. This person also included the Saint. !
Suddenly, the Great Sage frowned, and he thought of a rumor. It was rumored that this Empress Pingxin seems to have accepted a new female disciple...

Thinking of Hu Qibao's title of Soft Rice King...

Suddenly, the Great Sage looked at Hu Qibao with a slightly weird look...

(End of this chapter)