If there were outsiders present, their jaws might drop. Two martial saints who were famous throughout the continent were actually doing the work of ordinary people, dressing up.
Even though they were martial saints, their techniques still seemed very unfamiliar at first, but after all, they were martial arts masters with strong learning abilities. After a while, the two of them became proficient in their movements.
"Don't think it's embarrassing to do such a thing." Li Daoyi, who was swinging the grill beside him, said slowly.
"Senior, we dare not have such an idea." Sword Martial Saint said.
"Do you major in Sword God Sect?" Li Daoyi asked.
"Yes." Sword Martial Saint replied.
"The way of swordsmanship is ruthless, slaughtering the world; the way of swordsmanship is sentimental, thinking about the common people. The way of swordsmanship is ruthless, caring about one heart."
"The sword intent in you is majestic, but its edge is clear. The sword intent is grand and complex. You must learn to be single-minded. More sword intent is not better. It requires extremely high talent and opportunities. Otherwise, no matter how much sword intent you have, it will be useless. , it is better to concentrate on practicing a certain one to the extreme." Li Dao glanced at the Sword Martial Saint and said.
"Thank you for your advice, senior." Sword Martial Saint said quickly. In my heart, I was shocked. I had indeed mastered a lot of sword intent, but in the past hundred years, the art of swordsmanship had stagnated. It seemed that it was time to make a choice.
At this time, Xuan Yue still didn't understand that the other party was giving instructions to the Sword Martial Saint, so she raised her head and looked at Li Daoyi longingly.
"Women are like water. Water is the most loving, tolerant, penetrating, and friendly. However, water can also surge into the sky and destroy everything. No matter how high the mountains and rivers are, they can be submerged by water, and no matter how hard the rocks are, they can be penetrated by water drops. ”
"The same goes for martial arts. Hard but not soft, headstrong, as brittle as a broken branch; soft but not hard, servile and humble as an ant; with both hard and soft, equal emphasis on grace and power, as strong as a rock, the road to martial arts will naturally fall into place." Li Daoyi said this while looking at Xuan Yue.
Everyone nodded involuntarily when they heard the words, and remembered what Li Daoyi just said in their hearts.
The night is getting dark, and the garden has already been filled with lanterns, reflecting the surroundings like daylight.
"Come on, come on, you're welcome, have a taste of my craftsmanship." At this time, the table was filled with kebabs, and Li Daoyi greeted everyone.
"Woohoo, I want to eat more." Mengmeng was the first to reach out and grab the skewers. The little guy had just eaten ten pairs of wings.
"Whatever, let's eat and bake at the same time." Li Daoyi said with a smile.
At this time, he was no different from the street vendor. He was completely different from his god-like image during the day. For a while, several people were a little uncomfortable with it.
But soon everyone was attracted by the kebabs, and even people like the two martial saints who usually had no desire to eat couldn't help but feel their eyes light up.
"Hey..."
Suddenly, Mengmeng put her hand into her small bag and was looking for something.
"Mengmeng little aunt, what are you doing?" Zhuzhu asked curiously.
"Dangdangdang..."
I saw Mengmeng's little hand coming out, holding a jar in a showy way.
"Pfft..." Li Dao, who had just taken a sip of tea, couldn't help but spit it out when he saw the thing in Mengmeng's hand.
"Coke..." Li Daoyi said in surprise.
"Gaga, the lockdown was just lifted today!" Mengmeng said with a smile.
After speaking, he threw the jar to Li Daoyi.
"What a coke..." Li Daoyi took the can and looked left and right.
"What the hell, there's actually a production date." Li Daoyi murmured.
Then Mengmeng kept taking out Cokes from her bag, and the table was instantly as big as a mountain.
"It's delicious!" Mengmeng said.
Then he picked up the Coke bottle and opened it with a pop.
"Dun dun dun..."
"belch……"
"Giggle, giggle, it tastes so good."
Soon everyone followed Mengmeng's example and started drinking it. The sweet and weird taste was indeed very strange, especially when you take a sip after eating kebabs, it feels great.
"Wow, it tastes good." Zhu Zhu said excitedly.
"You kid, your bag is full of weird things." Dongfang Bubai sighed.
At this moment, Li Daoyi was holding the can and was lost in thought.
"This is a modern thing. How could this child have it? The same goes for lollipops from before. It's really weird." Li Dao thought to himself.
Then he looked at Mengmeng, and he couldn't understand the little guy's heartless look.
"Eh?" Sensing Li Daoyi's gaze, Mengmeng looked over, her eyes full of questions.
"It's delicious." Mengmeng said, holding up the jar.
"Ah...it tastes good. I haven't had it for a long time." Li Dao said after coming back to his senses, and then thought that no matter how she got it, it was not a bad thing.
"Dun dun dun..."
"belch…"
"Hahaha, that's how it feels. How many more do you have, Mengmeng?" Li Daoyi asked happily.
Mengmeng thought for a while, then stretched out a finger.
"Only a hundred cans?" Li Daoyi looked at the cola on the table and said with some disappointment.
"No, 100 million cans." Mengmeng shook her little head and said.
"What?" Everyone, including Li Dao, was stunned for a moment.
Then everyone looked at Mengmeng's bag in unison.
"Keke, don't grab it. I'll take it after you finish drinking." Mengmeng, who misunderstood that everyone wanted to grab the bag, quickly covered the bag and said.
The barbecue lasted until midnight, and all the ingredients for hundreds of people were eaten by one person. People who practice martial arts have a lot of food to eat, not to mention the existence of the bottomless pit of Mengmeng.
"Senior." Sword Martial Saint, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak.
"What's the matter?"
"Are you the Martial God?" Sword Martial Saint asked.
Others also looked at Li Daoyi.
Li Daoyi was lying comfortably on a chair, and Xiao Longnu stood behind him obediently, squeezing his shoulders.
"God of War? I'm not." Li Daoyi shook his head.
The hope ignited in the eyes of Jianwu Sheng and Xuan Yue was suddenly shattered, and their eyes dimmed.
"Master, the Supreme Being is much stronger than the God of War." Lin Linglong said quickly.
Their eyes lit up again.
"Are you familiar with the human sword and martial god from thousands of years ago?" Li Daoyi asked at this time.
"That's my senior from the Sword God Sect." Sword Martial Saint said.
"My name, Sword Martial Saint, is also named after him." Sword Martial Saint explained with some embarrassment.
"The Sword Martial God, also known as the Sword God, is highly respected not only among the human race, but also among the hundreds of races. He can be said to have ended the era of bloody chaos among the hundreds of races and brought the hundreds of races into a period of peace for thousands of years." Xuan Yue said.
"The era of bloody chaos?" Li Daoyi sat down and asked.
"Well, thousands of years ago, the Hundred Tribes Continent was a hundred times more chaotic than it is now. Seniors, although the Winged Human Tribe is aggressive now, it was mild compared to the era thousands of years ago. In that era, the Hundred Tribes attacked each other and there were endless wars. And my human race was in the most miserable situation at that time.”
"The first person to appear was the leader of our Sword God Sect at that time. He successfully broke the shackles and reached the realm of the God of War. He single-handedly saved the human race from a critical situation. He fought alone against five hundred martial saints and forced hundreds of tribes to sign a contract." Wu Sheng said. His eyes were full of admiration.
"Well...it's good, but the layout is a bit small." Li Dao nodded.
"Uh... pattern..." Sword Martial Saint looked at Li Daoyi in confusion.
"Contracts are the most unreliable. You have seen it today. What kind of contracts do the Winged People care about now?" Li Daoyi shook his head.
The Sword Martial Saint suddenly fell silent. Indeed, the role of the Hundred Races Contract is getting smaller and smaller nowadays, and many alien races have broken out countless conflicts, large and small, over the years.
"If it were me, I would first kill hundreds of tribes from beginning to end, kill them until their livers and gallbladders are split apart, and ingrain fear and awe deeply into their blood. Only then would it be reasonable." Li Daoyi said.
Several people couldn't help but tremble when they heard this, as if they saw an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"What happened next? The lifespan of a strong Martial God should be far longer than yours, right? What about others?" Li Daoyi then asked.
After hearing this, the Sword Martial Saint calmed down and said.
"A few hundred years have passed since then. One day, Senior Sword God summoned the strong men of the human race and told them that he was leaving the Hundred Races Continent and heading to the Endless Star Sea."
"Endless sea of stars?"
"Well, the sea area beyond the Baizu Continent is endless. It is said that the other side of the sea is the end of God. But no one has ever reached it. As long as you go deep into the sea for thousands of miles, you will fall into chaos and eventually be lost inexplicably."
"So he went?" Li Daoyi asked.
"Well, many strong men at that time witnessed it with their own eyes. There are also records among the hundreds of tribes. The senior sword god flew into the endless star sea with his sword and never appeared again." Sword Martial Saint nodded and said.
"Interesting, he is indeed an amazing person." Li Daoyi said affirmatively. His eyes were full of admiration. Although it was the first time he heard the legend of this man, he understood that this was a true warrior, a pure warrior. Facing the unknown, the other party still has the courage to pursue it. This kind of courage is not something just anyone can have.
The news that Yi Bailie, the great elder of the Yi Human Race, died in the Star Cities of the Human Race spread quickly, and all the tribes were shocked. It had been so many years, almost a thousand years, that no Martial Saint had fallen. After all, he was a Martial Saint, and no matter how weak he was, he still had his own secret method of escaping. , not to mention the Winged Human Race, which is known for its speed. Hundreds of races began to inquire about what happened.
The Yiren clan was especially shocked here. The Yiren King immediately found the eldest prince and the other three elders.
Tianyu Palace, the royal palace of the Yi Human Race, the atmosphere in the entire palace was extremely depressing at this time.
A young man was half-kneeling in the main hall at this time. On the left and right sides were the western seats. Three of them were seated and one was empty. On the throne directly above the main hall, the King of Wings was looking at the kneeling man angrily. A powerful momentum pressed towards the eldest prince below, causing him to collapse to the ground.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. This matter cannot be completely blamed on the Eldest Prince." An elder stood up quickly and said.
"Hmph..." The Winged King on the throne snorted coldly and then regained his momentum.
"Thank you, father." The eldest prince reluctantly got up from the ground, with an imperceptible cold light flashing in his eyes.
"I have indulged you too much these years." King Yiren said with disappointment in his eyes.
"Three of you, what do you think about this matter?" King Yiren then looked at the other three elders.
"Your Majesty, we don't know the details of this yet, but there are many people in the world who want to kill the great elder, but at least three to five martial saints must work together, and they must be surprised, otherwise it will be impossible to succeed. I suspect that the human race is Didn't you unite with other tribes?" the elder who spoke for the eldest prince said.
"Unite with other tribes?" King Yiren frowned upon hearing this.
"This matter started because of you, Yi Feiyu. I'll give you half a month to investigate. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. With your title of Crown Prince, I will consider replacing you." King Yiren looked at the eldest prince coldly and said .
"Yes, father." Yi Feiyu whispered quickly.
