Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 1009 Demon Seeds Naturally Formed (43)

Winter is finally over.

The sudden heavy snow made the already sparsely populated village even more lonely and cold.

Although the snow has stopped, there are still several families who have the idea of ​​leaving again.

Because in the early spring of this year, a man came to the village.

Dressed in fluttering white clothes, holding an emerald green long sword, the soles of his feet seem to be stepping on a ray of breeze when he walks, and his good-natured expression is always calm, elegant and unique.

The first sentence that came to this village, the human said.

"I didn't expect such a secret realm to exist in the God Realm."

After that, the people in the village finally knew that at the foot of the strange mountain they were in, it turned out to be the God Realm, one of the most noble among the six realms.

They are all protoss.

The blood of the gods in the body is even purer than those who ascended from the lower world.

If they are willing to practice, they can easily master the method of riding the clouds and prolonging life.

It turns out that the lifespan of the Protoss people is far longer than [-] years. It turns out that there are more vast and beautiful places beyond these mountains.

No wonder those young people never came back after they left.

The man also introduced the prosperity and beauty of the god race in detail in the village, and he also sighed why so many people continue to stick here in such a god world, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Someone in the village asked.

What do you eat if you don't grow food?

The man laughed out loud suddenly, as if he had heard such a big joke, he almost couldn't even straighten his waist.

"You are really a place where the aura of the gods is rich. The melons, fruits and food are inexhaustible. You don't need to plant them to harvest every year, and you don't need to work hard at all. And located above the seventh heaven, the aura is the strongest and purest The people of the Protoss have already practiced bigu, and they only need to absorb the aura of the weather to maintain the status quo. It is not easy to practice after eating too much of these common things. In short, there are too many good things that you can't imagine .”

Everyone's faces, without exception, showed expressions of envy and longing.

It's easy to be tempted.

"Then, if you don't farm the land every day, what do you do?"

"Hahaha, there are all kinds of fun things, and the road to cultivation is endless. Satisfying the appetite of the gods is no longer something that the Protoss people need to consider. They only need to practice every day and sing songs every night."

"Is there really such a good place?"

"If it's not good, then why didn't the people who left the village come back?"

Everyone nodded, and the originally calm heart suddenly seemed to have set off a stormy sea.

What this person said made everyone feel that they were the most stupid Protoss people in the world.

With such a noble bloodline, to be a mud leg here, and to worry about how to harvest the food in the field every day, but they don't know that just across the mountain, there are inexhaustible delicacies.

When everyone was looking forward to it, they even started to feel annoyed.

Why didn't those who left say that there are such good places outside the mountain?
Why should I waste my pure blood of the God Race, who can obviously live a happy and happy life, but now I have to stay in this kind of poor place, bound by the four seasons and weather, and even endure the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The arrival of this Protoss man was like a basin of cold water poured into hot oil, which directly stirred up all the turbulent waves in a peaceful life.

"I don't want to live like this anymore."

(End of this chapter)