Chapter 1519

"Who am I? I'm the cecum, which is true -- "

"But you say that the cecum is a product of the human body. Who can give birth to my cecum? Hum, Liu Qian, don't paste me!"

"What's more, you say that the cecum is useless. I tell you that my cecum has endless functions."

The little monk laughed wantonly, pointed to Liu Qian and said, "you still want to get me in, is that possible! Do you think I will ponder over such a philosophical question? "

"What a wretch."

Liu Qian gently shook his head and said, "even if the cecum has a function, the function of the cecum is to swallow feces. EH - forget it. It's disgusting."

Well——

At the beginning, the young monk, who was still a little eloquent, had a yellow face and a clear idea of what the excrement was. Therefore, his face was ugly and his heart was full of pain. If he had a choice, who would like to be a cecum or be cut off and left in the universe, and finally fall here.

If you think about it, you will feel terrible in your heart. Why, if you have a piece of cecum, why can't it be anything else, even fingers or toes.

It's disgusting to think about how to lose points by swallowing excrement.

"You're bullshit

But at this time, he was still unwilling to yell at Liu Qian, roaring, "it can't be true!"

"Why can't it be true? I'm telling the truth, but you don't believe it."

Liu Qian gently shook his head and said, "sometimes, people should learn to recognize the reality and their own position and attitude."

"I don't know when. Besides, I'm not human. I'm cecum. It's a big difference."

"No, the cecum is actually a human being. At least now you've become an adult. What's more, the cecum itself is a product of the human body. Although it doesn't have any effect, it's only used to soak feces, it's also effective. No, it's not convenient to go to the toilet without the cecum."

"You, you, you"

"Is that very reasonable? Since what I said is very reasonable, let's clap."

"Liu Qian, you son of a bitch --"

"Hey, it's not good to swear. You're so poor. No wonder you like to spray feces all over your mouth!"

"Whoa, whoa --"

"Why are you crying? It's very pitiful. Ha ha -- "

"Laugh, laugh at your sister --"

The little monk did not dare to quarrel with Liu Qian. At first, his sharp words were completely destroyed under Liu Qian's vision of heaven and earth, and his confidence was lost. How could he have the upper hand in words.

Master fight, fight is what, is face, is luck, is the future.

However, it's even more difficult for the masters to decide the outcome. It's just like he and Liu Qian have been fighting here for a long time. If there are the sun, the moon and the stars, it's not more than three days and three nights. As time goes by, they don't leave too heavy traces here, which makes people choke.

Therefore, being able to dominate in any aspect will have a certain tendency towards the outcome of the battle. At first, the monk, who was still winning, had no advantage at this time. Especially when he looked at Liu Qian, he was gnashing his teeth and wished he could eat people.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk with you. It's meaningless. I'd better do it myself. Although you made me feel really Tang Seng at first."

Liu Qian stood up slowly and took a look at his right hand. There was the bone of the great emperor in it. It was so powerful that people were shocked and frightened by his terrible power.

Liu Qian stood up step by step and walked towards the front. He looked calm, and there was a touch of master demeanor in it. He walked to the front with a smile and looked up. He looked at his little monk in amazement and said, "where are you from?"

"No!"

The little monk quibbled. In fact, just after Liu Qian raised the question, he was thinking about where he came from. But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out why. Instead, he was trapped deeper and deeper, and almost surrounded himself.

This is just like what Liu Qian just said. There are some philosophical problems. If you keep thinking and thinking, then, needless to say, a normal person can play himself crazy, not to mention the fact that this fake monk with unsound IQ has a cecum.

In Liu Qian's opinion, this guy is still struggling with this problem, and he doesn't even have to start at this time.

Now that he had figured it out, Liu Qian didn't really want to do anything about him. Instead, he sat quietly on one side and went to practice.

Anyway, this problem is enough for him to ponder for a long time. Liu Qian also wants to see if he can torture a strong existence out of his mind.

In a word, this guy is not his opponent. Naturally, Liu Qian doesn't have to worry about him. At this time, Liu Qian gathers up the visions of heaven and earth. Anyway, he can't take it in a short time. Why bother about it.

As the saying goes, there is no time for cultivation. As time goes by, when Liu Qian opened his eyes again, it was already six years.

In the past six years, Liu Qian has constantly harbored his flesh and blood essence, and has been strong and strong again and again. He will peel off the energy between the world and his own body and turn it into his own.

Many times, even Liu Qian himself was surprised by the power of this energy and gave him endless help.

When he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the heaven and the earth, it seemed to become a little different. Although there was no real breakthrough to the saint level, according to Liu Qian's idea, it must not be far away.

"Who am I? Who is me? Why am I caecum? Caecum is me. Caecum comes from people, and I am caecum. Do I also come from people? "

"Well, it's not quite right. It should be like this. I'm a cecum. I'm busy spraying feces all day. It's not right. What's the matter? Maybe it's like this --"

Well——

The first moment Liu Qian opened his eyes, he saw a familiar figure, not someone else. It was the little monk who was still trapped in this problem.

At this time, he collected all the energy to maintain his own vitality. He sat beside Liu Qian, talking and muttering. It seemed that he would not stop until he thought about the problem more thoroughly.

In fact, it's easy to wake him up. It's just that Liu qiancai doesn't want to do that. It's called capitalist enemy. Liu qiancai is not so stupid and kind-hearted. Anyway, this cecum is not a good thing. There are many bad things to do when he sits down. He is also a hypocrite and hypocrite he hates most. He is a fake monk and deserves to die.

Liu Qian looked at him silently, asking questions again and again, and fell into the situation of magic disease. He was stupid, stupid, and ridiculous.

"That's all. I hope you're above it."

Liu Qian thought for a long time before he came to the fake monk and put out his hand to his head.

It seems like a slap between ordinary people. It's not powerful, but it's a slap that infuses Liu Qian's full strength. It's very fierce. It's just that he returns to a certain situation, and people can't see anything.

With one palm falling, Liu Qian claps the fake monk directly into a mass of air, which is the most quintessential energy body. Liu Qian opens his mouth and quickly absorbs it.

Sure enough, after he had just absorbed this energy flow, all kinds of visions of heaven and earth appeared behind him. But immediately, with a cold hum, the voice of discontent came. Obviously, it was complaining that Liu Qian had deprived them of their achievements.

Liu Qian didn't care about it. He just laughed and said, "it's my brother's skill to deprive you of your achievements. If you don't agree, you'll let the fake monk torture himself crazy. If you don't have that IQ, don't cry. Just be my vision of heaven and earth."

After that, Liu Qian laughed, turned around and left with a cigarette in his mouth. He was in a beautiful mood.

However, at this time, someone seems to have been immersed in the wonderful taste of constantly swallowing that power in the body, completely forgetting that little Duobao and Han Zixin are in the small world. Now someone only wants to promote the extraordinary saint.

Along the way, Liu Qian took a look at the old town below, and saw that demons and people began to fight against each other and kill each other again. Liu Qian disdained to laugh at this. He didn't have a good bird in his heart. It's good to fight and kill them all.

He strode away and walked to the top of the mountain not far away. There was a dark clock tower, carved with countless mysterious runes, which was mysterious and magnificent.

Just as Liu Qian was about to take it down, suddenly, a three legged gold bird flew out of its back, swept away the big clock and disappeared in the world.

Well?

what the fuck!

Your uncle!

Liu Qian yelled and said, "no, I don't have enough energy. I'm going to rob my baby. Hey, you're going to be shameless."

But at this time, no matter how he scolds, those visions of heaven and earth are as if they can't be heard, they won't come out, they all disappear and disappear.

"Uncle's"

Liu Qian, biting his teeth, snorted. Then he went on helplessly towards the East. He couldn't find out the vision of heaven and earth and repair it. Besides, even if he wanted to do that, the other party wouldn't allow him.

The main thing is that Liu Qian can't catch those guys at present. Since it's a vision, it's a kind of existence similar to illusion. It hasn't reached the level of truth. Only truth is the king's way.

"I haven't seen what that clock looks like, so I've taken it away."

Liu Qian complains, but what's the use of complaining? He grins bitterly and goes on, looking for the chance that he has a faint feeling in his heart. He doesn't know if he can find it, but he will try his best to find it. He won't miss any chance.

Moreover, at first Lao Jiu said that there would be a big chance for Yu here. Let's see if he has that chance and if he can get it.

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