The strong from the wild

"Fellow Daoist just said that there are ten great disciples under the Buddha's seat. I don't know who are the other nine Buddhas besides Subhuti? I have only practiced for a short period of time and I don't know much about Buddhism. Please help me."

Liu Yi cupped his hands lightly, which is a very thoughtful etiquette when greeting people.

Meng Chengshen cupped his hands to return the gift, but he thought in his heart: "I, Meng Chengshen, have practiced for 17 years. Although I am not a top expert in Hengshan, there are definitely not many who can beat me. As the number one thief in the world, even if others disrespect me, they still have to fear me and beware of me stealing his magic weapons and treasures. This man is young, but he is neither humble nor humble in front of this old man. He actually calls me a fellow Taoist... ...Could it be that his seniority is already extremely high? Could it be that his master is a person who has lived longer than me, so that this person is of such a high seniority that he can talk about friendship with this old man?"

Meng Chengshen was thinking about it, and naturally he had no time to answer Liu Yi's words.

Seeing that Meng Chengshen didn't answer, and didn't get entangled in the matter of the top ten disciples of the Buddha, Liu Yi thought in his heart that when he went to Zhumo Temple and met the little nun Hui Lin and her master Master Wufeng, he would naturally be able to ask about these Buddhist sects secret.

Anyway, there is not much connection with Buddhism at this moment, and there is no causal entanglement with the golden figure of Buddha 8000 meters away. There is not much difference between knowing one day earlier and knowing one day later.

"I don't know what sect this fellow Taoist is from?"

Meng Chengshen's eyes flickered, he puffed on his cigarette, and asked Liu Yi a question.

The dark clouds blowing from the distant sky made the light between the sky and the earth dim.

The pattering autumn rain pulls between the sky and the earth like a curtain.

At this moment, Liu Yi couldn't help thinking of Wen Yingkong, the head of the Heavenly Slaughter Hall, and the Liquan Spear in her hand, which was several meters long, and replied, "My name is Liu Yi."

"Liu Yi? Which Liu Yi?"

Meng Chengshen squinted his eyes, pondered for a while, and said: "Although I have dreamed for thousands of years and slept outside the cave hidden by the old monster in Yaochi, I am also very concerned about many things in the world. The old man knows far away. In the realm of Qiongyu deep in the void, there is Xuantianzong. Ling Wanjian, the head of Xuantianzong, is a talent from the sky. Can sneak attack him..."

The more he talked, the brighter Meng Chengshen's eyes became.

"Although Ling Wanjian is a talent of the sky, he is the apprentice of the great god Ling Qiujian after all. He has obtained the true biography of the great god, and it is reasonable to be able to fight the devil emperor with the cultivation base of a land god. But Ling Wan Compared with his little brother Liu Yi, his sword skills are far behind!"

Meng Chengshen stared at Liu Yi, patted the bamboo tube in his hand, and said, "It is rumored that Liu Yi came from a wild land, and was accepted as an apprentice by four sword immortal masters of the Xuantian sect at the level of true immortals, and worshiped in the Xuantian sect." In less than two years, his cultivation was only in the Pure Yang Realm. But when Liu Yi was in the Pure Yang Realm, he used the sword in his hand to kill the Queen of Hell and Shen Tuhu in front of the [-] monks in the Qiongyu Realm, killing the two big Taiyi Golden Immortal master beheaded..."

"Does your excellency think that I am that Liu Yi?"

With a smile on his face, Liu Yi shook his head and said: "With the cultivation base of Pure Yang Realm, it is really extraordinary to kill two great Taiyi Golden Immortal masters!"

When he sold himself and boasted, Liu Yi didn't even blush!

It was not until today that Liu Yi felt that boasting himself was a different kind of enjoyment.

"How could you be that Liu Yi? If you were that Liu Yi in Qiongyu Land, how could you be caught by Dong Xuzang?"

Meng Chengshen smiled calmly, knocked the big cigarette stick in his hand, shook off a large amount of soot, and said: "The Qiongyu Realm only has a 10-year practice history, and none of the cultivation methods originated from the ancient profound arts, so it is impossible to practice at the same time." Three dantians. The Black Prison Queen and Shentuhu he killed are far inferior to Dong Xuzang, but...but you are in the Immortal Realm! If you are really Liu Yi, you can kill the Black Prison Queen and Shentu Hu at the Pure Yang Realm. Once you reach the immortal realm, you will definitely be able to kill Dongxuzang..."

Speaking of this, Meng Chengshen's eyes became more and more far-reaching.

He lit the big cigarette stick in his hand again, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Generation of talented people come out from generation to generation, and each leads a 10-year hair! I'm afraid that in the next 10 years, in the entire heavens and myriad worlds, The prestige of that Liu Yi will be circulated!"

"Will his prestige spread throughout the heavens and myriad realms?"

Liu Yi frowned and asked, "Could it be that the monks from all sides in the heavens and worlds are connected with each other?"

"In the heavens of all directions, geniuses and heroes emerge in large numbers, and those with profound strength are as numerous as the sands of the Milky Way, countless! There are enough powerful people, and naturally many people will cross the borders, walk in the worlds of all sides, and interact with each other. How could there be no contact between them?"

Meng Cheng looked a little lonely, shook his head and said: "As for the human realms of all parties, they basically don't communicate with each other. But in many realms, such as my Hengshan realm and the Qiongyu realm, only a very small number of people have the strength to cross the border alone. Go. If the rest of the people want to cross the border, they can only rely on a large number of spiritual stones and treasures to arrange a large formation to move the universe, which will cost a lot. The connection between the two worlds is naturally very small..."

It turned out to be the case.

Liu Yi nodded, and had a little more affection for Meng Chengshen, not only because he was very talkative, but also because Meng Chengshen revealed a lot of information in his words, which made Liu Yi know a lot of secrets.Today's conversation can be regarded as Liu Yi owed Meng Chengshen a good fortune.

Liu Yi took out the two wine jars from his sleeves.

One jar was handed over to Meng Chengshen, and the other jar was opened to drink by himself. Liu Yi asked again: "Fellow Daoist said that there are talented people from generation to generation, and each leader has 10 years of sao...Why is there only 10 years?"

"Good wine!"

Meng Chengshen took a big gulp, wiped his lips, and said, "If you are a talent from the sky, you will surely pass away within 10 years! If you can't become a god within 10 years, then you can't be considered a talent from the sky! Since ancient times, In the heavens and worlds, there are quite a few people who cultivated to become gods, and all of these people became gods within 10 years. However, no one who has lived for 10 years has been able to cultivate Become a god..."

Liu Yi asked, "Why?"

"I don't know about that either."

Meng Chengshen drank the wine very comfortably, but felt a little lonely inside, and said: "I have lived for 17 years, and I am doomed not to become a god in this life. No matter how hard I struggle, it is useless. So I seldom fight with others." , the biggest hobby on weekdays is being a thief everywhere..."

This man is honest.

Being a thief is not an aboveboard thing, but Meng Chengshen spoke of it in such an aboveboard and high-sounding manner.

This person has messy hair, and there are already many wrinkles between his eyebrows.

If the age is calculated according to the appearance of ordinary people, he is about 50 years old.

Fifty knows destiny!

There is a saying for the three words "knowing the destiny of heaven": it means knowing what God's will is, what can and why can't be done.

Another weird way of saying it is that you can die.

Meng Chengshen has lived to this day, and his time is running out.

Liu Yi took a deep breath, staring at the 8000-meter fuzzy Buddha statue behind layers of rain curtains in the distance, and said with a thought: "I have a secret, I want to give it to fellow Taoists! I can keep fighting for the career of being a thief until the end of time and the end of the world.”

[Author's Digression]: Outbreak Chapter 1