Could it be that Lord Shanhai is playing a big game of chess on this person, or maybe there is another plan in it...

"..." Ning Fan shook his head, vaguely feeling that the old man's misunderstanding had deepened, but he was too lazy to continue explaining.

He is used to cross-server chatting and so on, so it doesn't matter anymore.

"First, you have to be able to handle the meat before you can eat it. But as for how to handle the meat, we'd better just talk about it directly..."

Ever since, under the look of the old man looking crazy, Ning Fan started chatting with the silkworm meat in the bronze cauldron.

Since there is not just one piece of silkworm meat in Jiuding, but dozens of pieces, Ning Fan needs to chat with dozens of people at the same time, oh no, dozens of pieces of silkworm meat, which is still very tiring.

Fortunately, Ning Fan and the Silkworms had quite a good conversation.

After all, when silkworms grow up, they become moths, and Ning Fan is a butterfly. Although the species are different, they are very similar, so naturally they can find some topics.

In the inner world of silkworms, there are men and women, old and young. Therefore, during the chat, Ning Fan would sometimes call him brother silkworm, and sometimes call him girl.

Between dozens of meats per person, we talked about the pain of silkworms and butterflies breaking out of cocoons, and the possibility of cross-species love between moths and butterflies.

He also talked about the pain of losing his country and his family to the helplessness of life.

Finally, the topic came to the meaning of life.

Without chatting, Ning Fan was surprised to find that all these silkworms felt distressed.

The reason for the distress is that although they are food, they cannot fulfill the meaning of life. They have been stored here for countless years, but no one is willing to eat them, and no one can eat them.

Although these silkworm meats were taken from the body of Demon Lord Silkworm Bush, they gave birth to an individual consciousness that was different from the host.

They do not regard themselves as silkworms, but as food. Deep in their hearts, they hope to be recognized and accepted as food.

At the end of the conversation, these silkworms actually begged Ning Fan to eat them.

And such good things?

Food actively begging to be eaten?

Of course, Ning Fan would not refuse the Silkworms' request, but for no reason, he remembered the ancient country's request to destroy the Aegis, and the request on the day of the Aegis' destruction. He also hoped to be eaten by Ning Fan.

And in the end, the Aegis Destroyer that was eaten by Ning Fan seemed to have become a part of Ning Fan, as if it had merged into Ning Fan's existence...

"For the ancient gods, what is the meaning of eating..." Perhaps Ning Fan and his silkworms had talked about the meaning of life, but at this moment Ning Fan also thought about the meaning of gods.

But how can we find the answer to something like meaning?

Everything can have meaning, and everything can have no meaning. Even if we search to the end of the world, we can't find a conclusion.

So he stopped thinking wildly, and with the help of the silkworms, Ning Fan ate the silkworms.

"Strange thing! This boss is clearly not a saint, but he can touch the flesh and blood of a saint." The old man was amazed at this, but he didn't know why.

Ning Fan, who ate silkworm meat, did not lose his Tao Xing. Similarly, he did not deepen his Tao Xing.

Although this flesh is the flesh and blood of a saint, it is no different from ordinary flesh because it has been drained of essence.

Only the immortal bloodline in the body benefited from it, absorbing almost the same source of immortal power from the silkworm meat, but not much.

After all, these silkworm meats have been stored for too many years, and most of the immortality in the meat has been lost to heaven and earth, leaving very little left.

After eating all the silkworm meat, Ning Fan bowed towards the empty Jiuding.

"Thank you..."

Almost the moment Ning Fan ate up all the silkworm meat here, the Nine Cauldrons and Eight Gui here vibrated and made a sound.

Ning Fan, who possesses the ability to communicate with all things, actually heard anger from these sounds.

What makes him angry is that Ning Fan is not a Ziwei Immortal cultivator, but he stole the ancient sacrificial meat here.

But what can anger do? They are just sacrificial vessels that have exhausted their power, and they are in an era of destruction of the Ziwei Fairyland, so they cannot stop Ning Fan at all.

In the end, there was no more silkworm bushes to sacrifice meat here, and there was no point in storing the nine tripods and eight guis and other sacrificial vessels here.

The sacrificial vessels seemed to have lost all meaning of life. Not long after the sacrificial meat was eaten up, the sacrificial vessels here screamed at the same time, and finally turned into copper gray jade powder one by one, and disappeared.

The old man from the land also experienced changes in his body after the sacrificial meat was removed (eaten).

The old man Tu Tu showed a satisfied expression, and his body gradually became transparent, and then slowly dissipated.

It was only at this moment that Ning Fan noticed that this old man from the land was not a living person, but a person who had been dead for countless years!

"I remembered it, I remembered it...Yes, I died a long time ago, but because of the worries in my heart and the obsession that I can't get rid of, my remaining soul is stuck here and I can't return to the mountains and seas."

"In the past, Immortal Emperor Ziwei violated regulations and sacrificed the king of a country to heaven and earth. I was dissatisfied and reported the matter to the Shanhai Division, but I did not receive any reply."

"Lord Shan Hai is not going to blame Immortal Emperor Ziwei for such a trivial matter. Everyone blames me for making a fuss out of a molehill..."

"Afterwards, Ziwei Immortal Cultivator heard about this incident from somewhere and knew that I dared to sue the Immortal Emperor, so he executed me."

"But after my death, I did not disappear into ashes. I am obsessed with staying here, and I must wait for a result on this matter."

"As a landowner of Sheji Mountain, my responsibility is nothing more than to protect this mountain's society from chaos and its ritual system. If the illegal system of this mountain is not eliminated, I will not be able to escape even if I die."

"Fortunately, this day has finally come to me..."

"Sure enough, Lord Shanhai has not forgotten my grudge. Even after many years, he still sent a Lord to eliminate the illegal system here..."

"In this way, my mission can finally come to an end."

The old man's face became increasingly satisfied.

Ning Fan felt a little surprised.

This person's obsession is really deep. A trace of his remnant soul is detained here, as if he is alive. Even Ning Fan cannot see through the fact that this person is dead.

What kind of deep obsession is required to make death feel like life!

Ning Fan thought this old man from the land was stupid.

This person was obviously just an Immortal King, but he dared to sue the Fourth Step Immortal King, and he died as a result.

At first glance, the reason for the lawsuit seemed a bit funny. It was actually to accuse Immortal Emperor Ziwei of violating etiquette.

But is this really funny?

Ning Fan couldn't help but laugh.

He is a demon cultivator, so naturally he is not a person who observes etiquette. The etiquette of heaven and earth is meaningless to him.

But for the old man from the land, monitoring the etiquette system of Sheji Mountain may be the entire meaning of existence.

Perhaps, this person knew that suing the Immortal Emperor would have no results, but he still did it just to fulfill his duties.

You can say that you are pedantic and stubborn, you can say that you are brave, you can say that you are not flexible, you can say that you are conscientious.

But no matter what others say, this old land man will never change his choice, nor will he regret his choice.

"Your Excellency always says that he is not the Master of Mountains and Seas, but I know that he must be, must be..."

"The villain's obsession has disappeared. This soul will not last long and will soon return to the mountains and seas. Before leaving, I have something to ask. I hope you can tell me the truth..."

The old man from the land had a sincere look on his face, as if the last question he wanted to ask was very important to him.

"I'm not..." Ning Fan wanted to say that he was not the head of Shanhai and could not answer the old man's question.

But when he saw the earnest eyes of the old land man, he finally swallowed these words back in his throat.

"What do you want to ask?"

"I would like to ask, how many bamboo flowers have bloomed in the bamboo forest in Sichun Mountain this year..." The old man looked longingly, wishing he could fly back to Shanhaisi and Sichun Mountain in person before he died, and take a look at the bamboo forests all over the mountains and plains.

One look at the bamboo flowers and one look at the hometown I haven’t returned to for many years.

But he couldn't do it.

His soul was gone in an instant, and the only thing he could do was to ask Ning Fan a few questions to ease his pain of homesickness.

"I..." Ning Fan wanted to say I don't know.

But when the words came to my lips, it turned into "I haven't counted them."

"I haven't counted them, which means that there are a lot of bamboo flowers in bloom, so with the master's spiritual consciousness, I can't see all the numbers at a glance... It's great. The bamboo flowers in my hometown are in full bloom. I really want to... go home... and see them

look…"

The remaining soul of the old man from the land is gone.

In the moment when the soul is gone, the smile is frozen forever.

That smile was so dazzling that it pierced Ning Fan's eyes in an instant, all the way to his heart.

Ning Fan felt a little sad for no reason, and he actually felt a little homesick.

"I wonder if the snow in Qimei City will be heavy this year. I really want to find someone to ask..."

…

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

In the past few days, major events have happened frequently in Ziwei Arctic Palace, causing the demons in the palace to talk a lot.

"Have you heard that in the Sixth Palace, the spiritual spring Daze, which is said to have unlimited water, in the Sixth Palace of Sinking Palace, was consumed by people who drank more than half of the spiritual spring, causing the water level to plummet."

"Of course I have heard about this. It is said that the person who drank the spring water was an old man named Ning Fan."

"Floods erupt in Lingquan Daze every ten years, drowning countless demons. Now that the water level has dropped significantly, there will be no floods in the next tens of thousands of years. We are really lucky."

"It is said that the demon of Shenchen Palace is grateful for Senior Ning's kindness and wants to build an incense tower for Senior Ning."

…

"Have you heard that those evil-doing alcoholic giants in the fifth palace, Daliang Palace, were killed?"

"That's not killing! I heard that those wine demon giants were actually eaten alive by humans!"

"These wine demon giants are the product of the demonic transformation of the wine demons. Together they can even fight against quasi-sages. Who is so powerful that he can destroy this demon?"
To be continued...