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The immortals are hiding in the world, natural and man-made disasters are constant, and all kinds of monsters call themselves wild gods, causing trouble for everyone. Shao Xian traveled through time and became a temple cutter for a temple priest. He had a shrine on his head, and when he smashed the temple, he would be given divine magic. From then on, the bones of the wild gods were used as firewood, and the people's thoughts were used as incense to burn a bright world. ... Millions of years later, there will be no more wild gods in the world. Shao Xian turned his eyes to the last wild shrine in the world that still contained incense, and slowly reached out to touch the big hammer on his waist. Shrine: "No, I am Goldfinger, you can't hit me, I can't do things like you!"

"You said my teacher..." "Ah yes, indeed indeed, there are many titles for teachers... Um... Can you list some? Let me think about it... There are... Bad guy, brother sun, not a knight, amazing old man, snack lover, red tape abandoner, kicker..." (Trying to remember) "Ah, are you talking about Shura? No, no, that is not the title of teacher, but the title of another uncle of mine. Is it true that you people don't study history well..." (Take a puff of cigarette and exhale) "Sure enough, strong people will be given various titles and remembered for a long time, right? Although the teacher... Always marries strange species... But his achievements should make him famous forever, right?" "What? What do you mean you were scared to tears?" "Why are you lying to me? I am his only student." "You don't believe it?" "Give me your weapon, and I'll show you what a half-page infinite connection is..." "Oh, what are you afraid of? This is the underground palace, the safest place in the world... Hey, don't run away..." "Hey, I scared away another one."