Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1218: So down to earth

There are many different types of advents of saints, and most of the time they happen in their own churches for safety reasons.

In this case, the advent of the saint usually has relatively strong characteristics, such as a sudden burst of holy light from the statue, or the statue coming to life and becoming a saint.

The main reason is that doing so looks very classy and can make believers happy.

But in fact, the arrival of a saint does not require so many sound and light effects, just like Li Chengxi came silently this time.

"Hot buns, fresh out of the pan. You've been busy all night. Aren't you really hungry?"

As Li Chengxi spoke, he opened the disposable lunch box, sprinkled chili oil and vinegar into it, and opened a pair of disposable chopsticks with one hand.

"Pork and mushroom stuffing, would you like to try it?"

"Um...Brother Li, you..."

Yang Yiyi's mind seemed a little confused. She looked Li Chengxi up and down before saying:
"You're younger than I thought."

"Nonsense, I'm not even thirty yet, how old do you think I am?"

Then Li Chengxi looked at Wu Shaoyi who opened his mouth wide:
"Want to eat steamed buns?"

"..."

Only then did Li Chengxi notice that Yang Yiyi and Wu Shaoyi were looking at him in surprise. Li Chengxi thought that his hair was messy because he didn't wash it in the morning.

I reached out and touched it, and something was wrong. Damn, where are my horns?

The last time the saint came, Li Chengxi had a pair of majestic big horns on his head. For the demons, the bigger the horns, the sexier they are, and they can be considered secondary sexual characteristics.

But this time the horns on the head were gone, and Li Chengxi touched it and found that there seemed to be a crown on the head.

He stretched out his hand to take a look, and saw that he was not wearing the exaggerated golden-red robe like last time, but a turquoise cloak, which made him look more like a scholar.

The occurrence of this situation has nothing to do with the location where the saint descends, but has to do with Li Chengxi's thoughts.

The image of a saint is not fixed; God can use any shape he wants, but in order to avoid confusion among believers, he generally uses a few fixed types.

For example, the sickly plague goddess Tarona often appears as a dirty and ugly old woman, but she also appears as a pale and beautiful woman.

When the saint descended on Yang Yiyi's side, Li Chengxi subconsciously thought that she should be dressed like this, which is why there was such a big difference from the previous time.

Li Chengxi suddenly descended as a saint, and Yang Yiyi's mind was still in a daze.

Li Chengxi did say that he would help when the critical moment came.

But he only told Yang Yiyi about it, and it was just a casual remark. Yang Yiyi thought it was the kind of help that he just gave by taking out the miniature machine gun.

Shen Qingluo also asked the Immortal Qingtian to lend a helping hand, but he didn't expect that he would actually show up.

Not to mention Ning Xian'er, she only knew about the existence of the Book of the Sky.

Is this an immortal?

So down to earth.

He looked like his neighbor's second brother who went out to buy some breakfast.

Regardless of what others think, while Li Chengxi was checking his body changes, Jiang Fengyue returned to the podium. But the calm and confident expression he had before was gone, and instead he looked a little anxious:

"Who are you?"

Jiang Fengyue can get a general idea of ​​everyone present. Even if he can't see accurately at first glance, he can clearly know everyone's background once he starts.

But Li Chengxi gave him a very strange feeling.

To the naked eye, he looked like an ordinary person who knew nothing and showed no signs of ever having practiced martial arts.

But in terms of feeling, he is like a huge mountain range stretching before your eyes, blocking out the sky and the sun, and you can't see where his edge is at all.

The most terrifying thing was the inexplicable sense of threat, which was like a steel knife stabbing into Jiang Fengyue's head and crushing his brain into a pulp.

Li Chengxi then turned around and stuffed a bun into his mouth: "You searched all over the Sky-lifting Stone, but you don't know who I am?"

Jiang Fengyue was stunned, as if she didn't understand what Li Chengxi meant.

Li Chengxi threw the lunch box casually, and it fell into the hands of Yang Yiyi who was climbing up as if it was pulled by a rope.

"Eat some, it's delicious."

He waved at them.

A strong divine light suddenly lit up under the feet of several people, illuminating the dim hall.

Shen Qingluo and Ning Xian'er, who had suffered serious internal injuries, were surprised to find that their injuries had improved significantly. Although they were not completely healed, they were no longer a problem.

Even Qin Yan, who had fainted after hitting a stone pillar not far away, woke up slowly at this moment, looking confused.

The healing triplet can solve most problems, and it is much better than potions.

As for the others?
Li Chengxi didn't bother to care since he wasn't familiar with them anyway.

Shen Qingluo stood up and bowed respectfully to Li Chengxi, who had his back to him:
"Thank you for the rescue, Immortal."

"It's just a small matter. Please move aside."

Jiang Fengyue finally woke up from her dream after hearing Shen Qingluo's words:

"Could it be... that the Sky-Bearing Immortal is you?!"

"Just take it as such."

Li Chengxi moved his fingers and it looked like he was doing radio gymnastics.

"Now that I have finished delivering the buns, it's time to take care of some other chores."

So delivering buns is the real thing?
Yang Yiyi and the others immediately realized that this Immortal Qingtian was definitely not a fake, and that Li Chengxi usually behaved like this.

He looked at Jiang Fengyue on the high platform and said seriously:
"Kneel down and die."

This is more than just arrogance, it's beyond belief.

"I don't really want to do it. After all, it's not easy for me to come here. I don't have many opportunities to go out. I plan to walk around here as a tourist. I went on a long trip to save a friend a few days ago. I didn't have enough time to have fun. I want to take this opportunity to walk around. What do you think?"

how about it?
Not very good!

How can you negotiate with others with the premise of kneeling down and accepting death?
Those who were still sober felt that Li Chengxi was simply mocking them when they heard these words, but Jiang Fengyue's expression did not change at all when he heard these words.

He was neither furious nor retorted, but his face was as solemn as a pool of stagnant water.

He knew that Li Chengxi was not being sarcastic, he was just stating the facts.

"I'm sorry to disagree with the immortal's words."

"Then... let's see who's the real deal?"

Li Chengxi hooked his finger and then sat down.

The broken floor seemed to melt and reorganize, turning into a majestic stone throne, and Li Chengxi just happened to sit on it with his legs crossed.

"Forgive me, I'm the type who would rather sit than stand. Come on, get started."

This operation is not martial arts at all, it is a complete miracle.

After saying this, he turned back and said to Yang Yiyi:
"Try the chili oil. The chili oil in this bun shop is especially fragrant."

This is not arrogance, but he simply does not take Jiang Fengyue seriously.

It's like when you're eating and see a speck of dust floating by nearby, you don't pay any attention to it.

(End of this chapter)