"What about it later?"

Fang Yichen didn't want to get involved in this topic anymore. He asked.

"Later? About 100 years after the Battle of the Gods, a man came here alone. He called himself the "Imperial Master". No one knew where he came from."

"After seeing these, a random wave appeared in the sky."

"Then the emperor said, 'In the future, this interface will become a world. I will give you another interface in the world of cultivation. All extraordinary people will be moved. Mortals are the foundation of cultivators, so I will give you a chance. Mortals will exist in the world of cultivation. But in the world of cultivation, there are still people who dare to disturb the lives of mortals and will be directly punished by heavenly thunder. You go...go......'

After saying that, the man waved his sleeves and all the existences that were not mortals in this interface disappeared. Until the last sound of "Go" ended, the passage in the air also closed. And only mortals were left in this world."

The old drunkard explained with his eyes glowing. Obviously, he admired the person who called himself "the imperial teacher".

"Wow, that's so awesome. Hey, it's not right. Since they have all disappeared, why do you still exist?" Fang Yichen said in confusion.

"Haha, I asked that person the same question as you at that time." The old drunkard drank a sip of wine and said with a smile.

"Oh? Then how did he answer you?" Fang Yichen became interested.

"After I asked him, he smiled and said to me, 'You are the only one who dares to resist them now. I believe in you, so I keep you. I want to ask you to help me with something, but if you don't want to, I can send you to them now."

The old alcoholic stopped and drank a sip of wine and continued to say

"I thought at that time. I am a casual cultivator and it doesn't matter where I am! When I go there, I have to face those hypocritical people. It's also good to stay and do things for him. His cultivation level is so high that I won't harm such a small character as me."

After another sip of wine, he spread his hands and said

"So I agreed readily, so I was the only one who stayed."

"Oh? Then what did he tell you to do? You haven't left yet, aren't you done yet?" Fang Yichen asked with some gossip.

"I'm giving this to you. I just finished it today." The old drunkard said angrily. After that, he muttered in his heart, and he was embarrassed to ask, it was you, you kid, who had been waiting for 3,000 years.

"Ah?" Fang Yichen was shocked again. He felt a little embarrassed. For himself, he had to wait for others for 3,000 years, and thought to himself. 'Why did the old man feel a little uncomfortable with me at the beginning? I asked him to wait for 3,000 years'.

This favor is quite great. No matter what, I still have to thank others. But I really have to say this, but I don’t know how to speak. After holding it in for a long time, I said something

"That...that...that old alcoholic, thank you!"

Although the words were a little simpler, the old drunkard still felt much warmer when he heard it. Although he had never thought about rewarding it when he promised to do it. However, it is normal for people to be happy when he heard others' thanks.

In fact, it is quite interesting to argue with this kid, so although I feel comfortable, I say

"Just thank you! Look at how you can't bear to leave me with a few bottles of wine I just took you."

"Hehe...hehe..." Fang Yichen did not argue, but just smiled at the old drunkard. At this time, he saw the old drunkard forgetting in the kitchen, and then looked at him with a smirk. He felt that it was not good and could not get involved with the old drunkard on this issue, otherwise his only bottle of wine would not be able to be saved. He quickly opened the topic and said.

"That old drunkard, your mission has been completed now. Are you going to the cultivation world?"

"Go to the cultivation world? I don't know where the passage is. How do I go?" The old drunkard rolled his eyes and returned angrily.

"Ah? That's not that you will be trapped here all your life?" Fang Yichen said with some guilt when he heard the old drunkard's words.

"Who said? I'm leaving, but not going to the cultivation world. But to the immortal world!" The old drunkard raised his eyebrows and said stinkingly.

Seeing Fang Yichen's surprised expression, he was quite satisfied, so he continued to say.

"I had survived the heavenly tribulation two thousand years ago. Speaking of this, I actually benefited from your lightning, and I had the jade talisman for you on my body. All the thunder of heaven was absorbed by it. I was drinking leisurely next to me."

"Ah? After the disaster, will you be automatically sent to the fairy world after a while?" Fang Yichen thought that this was what he wrote in the novel, so he asked.

"Oh, you know this, and it's true to try it. As for why I'm still here, it's because of the jade talisman I just gave you. With him around me, the light of the guide cannot sense me. When you start using the jade talisman later, or if I leave a hundred meters away from the jade talisman, it's time for me to leave." The old drunkard looked at the sky, drank a sip of wine, and explained to Fang Yichen.

When Fang Yichen heard the old drunkard's words, he suddenly felt a little reluctant. Although he had been together for a short time, he felt that he had known each other for a long time. But now others have really upgraded to the fairy world to be an immortal. Although he is reluctant to leave, he is also happy for the old drunkard. I don't know when it's time to meet again, so I'd better finish all the questions I want to ask. Thinking of this, I continued to ask.

"That old drunkard, since the gods and immortals are real, are the martial arts also real?"

"Of course, after the cultivators left, the forces they supported were all stayed because they did not belong to the cultivators. They all learned the basic methods of various luck, and gradually followed them, and became the current martial arts. However, as time passed, they have now declined. Most of them have been lost, and only a few hermit sects and some large families have retained some, but most of them have learned incomplete learning." The old drunkard sighed. If you have never experienced it, you will never be able to experience the feeling of turning into mulberry fields.

"Oh, hehe, then I am not an invincible existence here? This old man has been here for more than 3,000 years, and there must be bad treasures. Didn't the book say that if you become a disciple, will there be good things to give? Although this old man is a little hateful, he will give me this secret to cultivation, and it is not a loss to recognize him. The most important thing is that he can get all his good things."

Thinking of this, Fang Yichen smiled evilly and said

"That, the old drunkard. Look. Now that you have taught me to practice, should I be your teacher?" After saying that, he rubbed his hands and stared at the old drunkard with hot eyes, and his eyes were about to swallow the old drunkard alive.

"Stop, stop, stop, I'm just a letter and errand runner." The old drunkard didn't know what other ideas Fang Yichen had to do. He said quickly.

When Fang Yichen heard the old drunkard's words, he immediately became wilted like an eggplant caused by frost. He looked at the old drunkard with resentment.
Chapter completed!