The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

Zhao Hao calmed down for a long time before calming down the pungent smell of the wine. He had also drank some wine before, but he had never had such a strong wine. What was this wine made of? It was deadly.

Wang Lu handed the gourd to Zhao Hao and said with a smile, "Do you want to have another bite?"

Zhao Hao waved it quickly and said, "Thank you, no need, if I drink again, I'm afraid my life will stay here."

"You'll know it once you drink it, and I won't lie to you."

Zhao Hao caught the gourd. Since Wang Lu said so, if he refuses again, it seems that he is not happy enough. Is he afraid of this wine even if he is not afraid of death? He didn't care so much, and took a big gulp with his eyes closed.

After Zhao Hao finished drinking, he immediately handed the gourd to Wang Lu, and said, "You still said you didn't lie to me, this is not wine, this is gall, it's almost the same, how can it be so bitter!"

Wang Lu took a big sip and said, "This is the wine just now."

"Impossible. Although the wine just now was very spicy and strong, it was not so bitter. I almost died of bitterness after taking a sip. Now I just want to cry."

"The wine has not changed, but your feeling has changed. If you don't believe me, you can take another sip and you will understand what I mean."

Zhao Hao snorted softly and said, "I don't believe it, I'm taking a sip to see what happens."

Zhao Hao was already prepared to face the bitter water, and took a sip of the wine with a sad face, but after he finished drinking, he changed into a different look.

"It's so sweet and fragrant!"

Zhao Hao looked at this gourd in disbelief. It was clearly bitter water just now, but it suddenly became sweet and fragrant like honey.

"Brother Wang Lu, what's going on?"

Wang Lu took the gourd, took a sip and said, "When you drink this pot of wine for the first time, you will have three different feelings, one is spicy, the other is bitter, and the third is sweet."

"One spicy, two bitter, three sweet? This is obviously a pot of wine, how can there be three different feelings."

"It's just like life, there are sour, bitter, spicy, and sweet. When you encounter difficulties and cannot bear it, tell yourself not to give up easily, as long as you persist, you will succeed."

"Just like when you drank this wine for the last time, you were frowning and full of despair about life. You thought that what awaited you was still an unbearable life, but after you finally drank it, you found that life was okay. It is so beautiful, not because it has never come to you, but because you have never pursued it, maybe if you change your mind, your life will have a different start.”

Zhao Hao was deeply moved after listening to Wang Lu's words. What he said still made sense. Since some things had already happened, there was nothing he could do if he was distressed. God let him come to this world, naturally he has his reasons, and there is no point in being distressed, what he has to do now is to find a way to go back, this way seems far away and difficult, but as long as he persists, he will succeed.

"Brother Wang Lu, what you said is very reasonable, so what is the path you are practicing?"

"Happy way!"

"Xiaoyao Dao? Why does it sound so familiar? What is your relationship with Xiaoyaomen?"

Wang Lu looked at Zhao Hao and said, "You even know 'Xiaoyaomen'?"

"I just heard that I have never seen it before, and I feel that you are similar to what they said."

Wang Lu let out a sigh of relief when he heard it and said with a smile: "So that's the case. In fact, I'm the same as you. I just heard that there is this sect, but I just haven't had the chance to see it."

Zhao Hao immediately clapped his hands and said, "Since that's the case, you can attend the 'Trial Contest' of the Immortal Cultivation Conference! If you can pass the review, you might be selected by the sect."

"Trial competition? Is it the 'Cultivation Conference' held by the seven sects?"

Zhao Hao nodded and said: "I have signed up, and I will participate in this competition in a few days. You can participate, and we will have a companion by then."

Wang Lu waved and said: "I'm not going, it's meaningless at all, besides, 'Xiaoyaomen' accepts one disciple for decades, and the number of participants reaches tens of thousands, the probability is one in ten thousand, with this leisure time I might as well continue to travel around.”

"You don't do it for fame or profit, you just want to be happy and happy. It's a pity not to enter the 'Xiaoyaomen'."

Wang Lu laughed and said, "It's rare to be happy in life, so why bother yourself!"

Wang Lu seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and said, "You said just now that you want to attend the 'Trial Competition'?"

Zhao Hao nodded silently.

"It's a very cruel place where the fittest survive. As long as you step into it, you will inevitably be killed. There, if you don't kill others, others will kill you. They won't have any reason with you. If you don't want to be eliminated, you have to One way."

Zhao Hao asked: "What method?"

Wang Lu paused, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and said word by word: "If you want not to be eliminated, you have to step on other people's corpses, and let those people's corpses pave a road for you, a road of kings .”

Zhao Hao has thought about this question for a long time. Being able to participate in that competition will definitely not be like a child's play house. Buddha!

"You have to think about it, once you step into the killing, you can only continue to kill, there is no way back, and you will stop only when you reach the top. This road is also the most difficult and the loneliest road among many roads. .”

From the time Zhao Hao decided to cultivate immortality, he had already thought about it, how can the road of kingship be easy, how can the road of becoming a god be lonely, loneliness is something the strong cannot escape, but he does not regret choosing this road .

Zhao Hao said to Wang Lu: "Actually, I didn't deliberately not pick up your flagon just now. I wasn't afraid that your wine might be poisonous at all."

"Aren't you afraid that my wine is really poisonous?"

Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "Not afraid."

Wang Lu felt very curious when he heard it and asked, "What are you asking?"

"Because I believe in you!"

Believe because you believe, this is what Zhao Hao wants to express to Wang Lu, how difficult it will be to make people he just met trust him.

At this moment, Wang Lu thought in his heart, "It seems that I was too worried before. This young man is not what he thought. A Taoist priest with such a character can make friends."

"Seeing you today, I feel like it's too late to meet you, why don't we make friends, what do you think?"

Zhao Hao smiled slightly and said, "That's exactly what I mean too!"