Chapter 634 Master, I was wrong

A long time ago, someone once asked the table, who is the most beautiful person in the world? The table answered, you are the most beautiful, and then used the bones of this person to make a sturdy table leg.

A long, long time ago, the table sat melancholy on a hill. There was a mountain road and a small pavilion. He would ask passers-by who was the most beautiful person in the world. No matter how the passers-by answered, their bones would become solid table legs.

It was still a long, long time ago, and the table didn't know how much time had passed, but he now had 999 sturdy legs, firmly rooted in the hills, and he asked himself if no one could overturn him.

Then one day, a man came and actually used bribery to answer questions. Although the table didn't want him to pass, who wouldn't want good things? Besides, he had a second question.

Then the table received another bribe, and he felt that his intelligence was insulted, but who doesn't want good things? Besides, he had a third problem.

If the man in front of him could continue to bribe, he could be generous and let him go -

But this was a wrong decision. After many years, whenever Desk thought of that bloody sunset, and that fat, silly-looking man with a chubby smile, he felt a piercing pain, as if there were 100,000 iron nails piercing his body! Desk had dreamed of midnight many times, thinking, how good would it be if I hadn't asked that third question? In this way, his fate would not have been connected with a man named Cousin Mu, and he would not be bound here to do hard labor until now, no, forever, forever, and never be able to be reborn.

"Oh, I'm dreaming again."

The table was lying on the bed, looking at the pale moonlight outside the window, which was like a cold knife piercing into his body. Even the gentle woman beside him could not make him feel the slightest warmth.

So he got up and put on his clothes.

"Where are you going?" A murmured and confused voice sounded.

The table didn't turn around, but its steps paused. There was a flash of blood in his eyes. He needed more beautiful table legs. But as soon as this thought came to his mind, a muffled groan came out of his mouth, and an extremely arrogant wooden thorn was poking at his heart frantically.

Table stumbled out, tears streaming down his face in the moonlight.

He is a monster, an extremely evil monster, a monster that is extremely thirsty for life, blood and even souls, and is so powerful that even immortal cultivators have eaten countless monsters.

Now he is forced to marry and have children. His wife dies of old age, his son dies of old age, and his grandson dies of old age. Then he marries again and has children. It goes on and on.

That damn fat guy—Master, I was wrong.

A moment later, the table appeared in the earth vein dispatching center, as smooth as jade. The scent of his cousin Mu Nan was still in the air, which made him tremble and angry. He wanted to kill this guy so much that he could break the shackles of his tragic fate. Yes, as long as his cousin Mu died, he would be free. This was the answer he got when he asked the third question.

But that was impossible, not to mention the current strength of my cousin Mu, nor the arrogant thorn in my heart, just that terrible damn fat man who seemed to be able to see through everything - Master, I was wrong! "What's wrong with you, table? Do you want to take a break?"

Liang Jin asked with concern. He knew that this person with mysterious origin was a big shot around Daozu and controlled almost all the hidden power in Daozu's hands, so Liang Jin didn't dare to be rude.

"I, I'm fine, thank you." The table forced a smile.

"Don't force yourself. You have to command and mobilize a whole 1,500 wood monster corps, more than 150 billion wood monsters. This is very rare. If it were me, I would be terrified to think about commanding so many ferocious wood monsters. This time, it is thanks to you that you mobilized the wood monster corps to protect the ground and devour the ashes of the three-headed monster's corpses. Otherwise, the network of the hidden sword veins would definitely be damaged, and some sword energy would be unable to be recovered. So if there is any merit, you are the one who deserves the greatest credit."

Liang Jin praised generously, he was telling the truth, the uncle Mu who just came, and others all thought that he, Liang Jin, had made great contributions to this battle, but if it weren't for Daozu's strict order, he really wanted to say that the real hero behind the scenes was here! The Cangjian earth vein network is indeed very powerful and magical, but everything has a problem of loss. Those violent sword energy storms are not little white rabbits, they are really brutal and violent, they can flatten the entire land, and can really reduce the dimension of a plane to the fifth sequence.

In each area, there is an upper limit to the number of sword energy storms that can be sustained, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. When the upper limit is reached, there will definitely be losses. But look at it now, the army of the ancient god has been committing suicide crazily for three days and three nights, and there is still no sign of retreat.

So in a sense, the ancient god 'Game' is the truly smart man, a man of great wisdom. He knows all of this and is waiting for the collapse of the Cangjian earth vein network. This is really a war of endurance and trump cards, a war that looks smooth but is actually extremely brutal.

Once the Cangjian network fails, the sword energy storm alone will completely disrupt their position, and then they will be rushed to the ground by the overwhelming three-headed monster, and then everything will be over.

The key to all these lies in the mysterious table in front of us, because only he can command an army of 1,500 wood demons.

Now, the fellow disciples of Tianjian Sect outside have already affectionately called the wood monsters the most beautiful friendly army. This kind of friendship of fighting together against the same enemy is indeed very sincere, but the truth is destined to be buried in the deepest underground. Will these wood monsters exiled to a more secret world in Qingmu Heaven and Earth be friendly to the human race? Will they willingly obey orders? As an old man who had joined Tianjian Sect in the Qingming Realm era, although Liang Jin is a second-generation disciple, he knows the truth at all. Wood monsters are pure and kind? Wood monsters are good partners? Haha, have you forgotten the fear of being dominated by the overwhelming and fully evolved wood monster tide when Tiandao Xiaoniang was just born? "I don't deserve this honor!" Zhuozhuo said humbly, and his whole person exuded a humble, warm, calm and calm aura from inside to outside. He was a real boss at first glance. And how great and magical is it that Daozu can be followed wholeheartedly by such a boss? For example, the extraordinary Great-Master Mu, the intelligent and proud Uncle Qu Shang, Uncle Tao Yao, plus this mysterious table, ah, the Taoist will surely create an incomparably great era of sword immortals.

How could I, Liang Jin, be so worthy of being born in this great era? I will definitely live up to the trust that the Taoist Ancestor has placed in me.

"Uh, is there anything wrong with your side?" He asked gently on the table, but his heart was extremely sad. Of course, he could see the fanaticism in Liang Jin's eyes. This was the worship of that damn fat man - Master, I was wrong! There are many such people in this plane, and they are often not well-known, but they are in the most important positions.

What a terrible plan! Yes, the table now knows that if he manipulates the Wood Demon Army to rebel, the damn fat man's nest will inevitably collapse. Although his plan is a chain of links, as long as one link collapses, everything will be ruined.

However, the person who can't break these links is definitely not him, and he absolutely dare not break them. He can only hope that there is an extremely smart person, someone with extremely strong power, who can see through these links and then break them!

Please, Lord Almighty—Man, you are so great.

The table thought quickly, and quickly smoothed the wooden thorn that he had fused by accident. Alas, this was not fused by him accidentally, it was clearly that fat man - Master, I was wrong, I just poked it in! "There is no problem on my side. After all, the most serious impact was blocked by the wood demon army, and there are three layers of hidden ground veins in the earth to buffer and protect. I am worried that those wood demons will have some complaints?" Liang Jin asked carefully.

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"No! Do they dare?"

The table showed a disdainful smile on his face, but his heart was even more desolate. Yes, those wood monsters did not dare to rebel because their ancestors, the four spiritual world trees cultivated by special methods, were thriving in the table world? Alas, now thinking about it, he was really stupid.

He thought that the fat man - Master, I was wrong. had long forgotten him, so he secretly developed in the world of tables and even created a wood demon army with spiritual plant characteristics. Then, a wooden thorn pierced all the beauty.

Although he was extremely reluctant at the moment, Zhuozi still repeated his assurance once again. In short, there must be no mistakes in the link he was responsible for.

"Don't worry about the Wood Monster Corps. As long as there is still one Wood Monster left, the Hidden Sword Vein will not be damaged!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Desk." Liang Jin thanked him sincerely. With the affirmation of this mysterious desk, he was confident that he could hold on for another month. And after a month, haha, according to the killing efficiency of two million three-headed monsters per second - in short, there must be no mistakes in his link. In addition, it was time to start the era of Hidden Sword Earth Vein 3.0.

Otherwise, every time we encounter human wave tactics, we have to ask the Wood Demon Army to act as shields. This feels weird. It turns out that Daozu is far-sighted. He shouted the slogan "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts" a long time ago. Therefore, we must master the most core things in our own hands. Otherwise, the Wood Demon Army will suddenly rebel one day. Although this mysterious table master seems reliable, what if there is a surprise? We must not leave it to chance! "Well, if there is anything, contact me immediately. You're welcome."

The table said goodbye politely.

"I will, Mr. Table, please take care of yourself."

Liang Jin thanked him again from the bottom of his heart.

(End of this chapter)