Chapter 1747 The Most Popular Thing in Another World

"Master Ancestral Tree has existed since ancient times. I don't know how many years I have lived today. It is definitely one of the longest-lived beings in Tianlan Continent." Yuwei said slowly.

"The Kraken is immortal, and there are those mysterious dragons, plus..." Hu Kuang blurted out, and couldn't help but refute Yu Wei's point of view.

Yuwei took a deep breath and smiled on her charming face: "Come here, I'll add two buffs to you..."

If it wasn't for the scruples that the origin store prohibited fighting, she would have to let Tiger Crazy remember everything she said.

Wait, adding a buff doesn't seem like a fight, right?

The smile became more and more kind, and his heart was eager to try, wanting to verify it, Hu Kuang swallowed, and clearly saw the red light flashing in Yu Wei's eyes.

She really wants to do it!

"Calm down! Calm down! Don't let you do anything in the boss's store!" Hu Kuang could only move out of the rules of the Origin Mall.

He stared at Hu Kuang for a few more seconds, until the latter's forehead was faintly oozing with sweat, then he snorted softly and continued eating ice cream.

Tiger Kuang heaved a sigh of relief, a feeling of the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"All in all, that customer must have lived a long, long time, at least much longer than Lord Demon Emperor, but certainly not to the level of Lord Ancestral Tree." Yuwei expressed her speculation.

"By the way, is there such a person in Tianlan Continent?" Hu Kuang couldn't help asking.

"Who knows." Yu Wei shook her head, "Tianlan Continent is so big, and there are only a few famous powerhouses. How many venerables would care about that little reputation?"

In fact, generally speaking, the higher the strength, the less concerned about the insignificant external things such as reputation. Those things such as names that are circulated are generally spread spontaneously by the people who eat melons.

Of course, there are some exceptions, such as those bizarre stories and legends about dragons.

"Okay, that's what I said." Hu Kuang learned to behave this time, and only expressed his approval, "By the way, what is that customer doing now?"

"Using a holographic device." Yu Wei looked at Tiger Crazy with the idiot's eyes, "What do you think she can do in an interior space with only a holographic device?"

Hu madly scratched his hair and decided not to speak.

"Let's go, it's boring." Yuwei's ice cream is almost eaten. "Boss Ziyan and the others are not there. I feel that the store is a lot deserted. I'm going to go to Lingyun College to see."

As a royal family of monsters in the realm of the Venerable, no one dared to say anything when she went to Lingyun Academy.

Hu Kuang watched Yu Wei leave, and used his spiritual power to control the package of potato chips to fly into the trash can. He was too lazy to run over, so he took out another package of potato chips and ate it.

...

Overcast clouds completely obscured the sun's trail, and it was drizzling in the mountains and forests that had been clear for several days.

The damage to the surrounding environment caused by Buddhism is still extremely conspicuous. The exposed mud and rocks have turned dark brown under the rain, and the muddy mud water is flowing freely.

However, if you look closely, you can vaguely see a little bit of green dotted in the middle, and the seeds buried deep in the ground take root and sprout, and nature inadvertently shows amazing resilience.

Cangxi Ancient Village is also a very old village in the southern border area. It has a long history. The mottled stone walls in the village are covered with moss, and the surface is hung with a little water droplets, which looks like a matcha cake.

There is a hint of heaviness in the simplicity of the old buildings in the village. The bluestone path has long been smoothed out, and the sunken area in the middle is full of rainwater, shining like a mirror.

The ancient village is surrounded by mountains and rivers. There are rivers and lakes in the high mountains and small plains. A river runs through the village. The daily water depends on the river.

Because of the rain, the people in the stockade were also idle, but today is a little different from the past.

"Three with one." Bai threw four cards at random.

"Go." Sang Yun looked at the cards in his hand, hesitated for a while and then shook his head gently.

When it was Lord Buddha's turn, he raised his eyes to look at a certain holy beast, his expression always as indifferent as water: "Bomb, four ten."

Bai narrowed his eyes, looked at Lord Buddha, and then at Sang Yun, and quickly made a decision: "Four sharp points!"

There is only one card left in the hand, and the dawn of victory is beckoning, showing a smile that belongs to the winner.

The corners of Sang Yun's mouth were slightly raised, and he took out two cards from the full hand, and dropped a few cards in the middle because he was not very skilled: "Wang Zha."

The innocent face smiled slightly, and he looked down at the last two in his hand, regaining his confidence.

"Pair three." Sang Yun continued to play cards.

"Yes, four." The old god of the Buddha Lord is present.

"Yes." Bai gritted his teeth, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

"Continue." Sang Yun still had a lot of cards left, but as long as one of the trump cards was cleared, the peasants would be victorious.

"Three four five six seven." Lord Buddha played all the remaining cards.

Bai looked distressed as he watched Sang Yun and Lord Buddha take away the snacks around him, willing to admit defeat is the demon's code of conduct, and secretly determined that he must not be careless.

Priests, old patriarchs, and many ordinary villagers were all around, interested in this kind of thing called "Fighting Landlords" brought out by Lord Buddha.

It turns out that people in Buddhism also have daily entertainment methods, and they have never seen them before. It is very interesting to watch them next to them.

"Master, did you create this?" The priest was very respectful.

Ever since the Lord Buddha made his move that day, he has understood that even if all the experts from the ancient villages in the Southern Border add up, they are not necessarily opponents.

Just live there, it's not that there are no extra houses in the stockade,

Besides, the Buddha Lord lives no different from ordinary villagers on weekdays, and he also helps out for the stockade. Everyone does not reject it, and many villagers are quite happy.

"It's not me." Lord Buddha shook his head.

"Who is that? Do you know him?" Sang Yun asked curiously.

To be able to create such interesting things, I think the creator himself should be a very interesting person, it would be better if we could meet.

"Know." Lord Buddha showed a look of memory, "He is... a very interesting person."

The priest and others guessed the identity of the man in their hearts.

It is not difficult to see the relationship between the two sides from the expression of the Lord Buddha. It must be known that the friends of the strong are usually strong, and the creator of Dou Dizhu is also a super-strong.

"Interesting?" Bai blinked, sitting obediently and listening to the story, "Can you tell it carefully?"

"I don't know how to evaluate it." The Buddha thought back seriously, "His personality is very lazy, and what he likes to do most is to stay at home every day. According to his self-evaluation, that is, 'I am just an ordinary person. , the boss of interest'."

"Boss?" Bai tilted his head in confusion.

"Well, boss." Lord Buddha nodded, "He opened a shop, so we call him the boss on weekdays. As for the real name, not many people would care."

At the end, the Lord Buddha made a rare joke.

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