[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

020

Three days later.

     A spaceship that could chase the wind and chase the moon slowly stopped at the port of Yunzhou City. The spaceship was so huge that it almost covered the sky.

     Someone was terrified, and said with horror, "What is this!"

     The disciples of Guiyuanzong answered enthusiastically: "Brothers and sisters, this is the flying magic weapon of Guiyuanzong. It was forged by the greatest craftsman ten thousand years ago after thousands of years of hard work. It can accommodate thousands of people. The fallen whale bone, it can protect us, and reach the end of the world for thousands of miles."

     "I see."

     No wonder there are faint tsunamis and whales in the air, as if this spaceship has crossed the torrent of time for thousands of years, can break through all turbulent waves and storms, and has an indomitable determination to move forward, which is really shocking.

     The young children and teenagers who had never seen the world were all stunned.

     "Brother, what is a refiner?"

     At the foot of this senior brother, Ye Qing raised his head and asked.

     "Little brother, forging weapons is to forge magical weapons." The brother who is the novice guide should be the most tempered among the disciples of Guiyuanzong.

     He patiently answered all kinds of seemingly childish and ridiculous questions to countless younger brothers and sisters who had not joined the immortal sect.

     Just following Ye Qing's question, the senior brother remembered a scene described by the deacon of the refining device in the sect. He said that tens of thousands of years ago, the cultivation world was extremely splendid, with many colorful things, and the Mahayana was everywhere. , there are as many gods as dogs, and there are as many top craftsmen as cow hair. But as the spiritual energy became thinner day by day, the path to step through the void became narrower, the monks fell day by day, and the divine light disappeared.

     A top craftsman once commented proudly, "As long as there are blueprints, craftsmen can create the most overbearing hidden weapons in the three worlds and the most magnificent floating boats in the world. In this field, we are almost omnipotent. "

     But before he fell, he closed his eyes full of regret. He said: "What restricts the road of refining is not to repeat the experience drawings of the predecessors forever, but the imagination of a monk has come to an end."

     Such a contrast between before and after is shocking.

     It shows that the world of comprehension is really going downhill, and it faintly coincides with the "disaster of destroying the world".

     When this brother was wandering, a small hand pulled the corner of his clothes. The human cub asked excitedly: "Brother, brother, this spaceship can fly in the sky, but can it sink to the bottom of the sea? Is it land and sea?" Air amphibious? If we fly in the sky and encounter rain, what should we do? Is there a barrier that automatically blocks the rain?"

     Brother: "Huh?"

     This side is doing novice guidance, and the other side is registering family members.

     "May I ask your name?" The disciple in charge of the registration didn't raise his head.

     "Ye Xuan." A cold voice, like jade and stones colliding and snow river splashing, was so pleasant that the registered disciple raised his head in shock.