Chapter 211 The miserable situation of a god cultivator

"Isn't the god cultivator in the divine world? How could he find the god cultivator in the divine world? Husband, are you sure you can find the god cultivator in the divine world?"

When Liang Xin heard that Wuchun was looking for a god cultivator, she couldn't understand what Wuchun was thinking. In the cognition of the three of them, the god cultivator is the god in the divine realm. How could the god be in the divine realm be in the divine realm?

"Yes, Xiaochun, tell me quickly, why do I feel that you didn't tell us something?"

Liao Tai also wanted to figure out what this god cultivator was doing in the fairy world, because they were a little confused when they heard Wuchun and Huo Qilin talking about the god cultivator.

Looking at Liao Tai, Liang Xin and Yike both wanted to see Wuchun, so Wuchun found a teahouse and sat down to give them a brief explanation.

"The reason is very simple. The status of the divine world has been lowered by the three realms of the Immortal Realm, Demon Realm, and Buddha Realm, and has become a world of the same level as the Immortal Demon Buddha. Therefore, the god-cultivator, the Immortal Cultivator, the Demonist and the Buddha-cultivator have become the same level of martial arts. Therefore, there will be god-cultivator, demon-cultivator and Buddha-cultivator in the Immortal Realm, and there will be immortal-cultivator, god-cultivator, demon-cultivator and Buddha-cultivator in the other three realms of the Demonist Buddha-cultivator."

After Wuchun said that, the three of them nodded, but shook their heads.

"Xiaochun, the God Realm is the supreme existence. How could it be lowered by the three realms of immortals, demons and Buddhas?"

Liao Tai was a little confused about how the God Realm was leveled by the three realms of immortals, demons and Buddhas. The God Realm is the one who manages everything at the top, and it is not something that can be leveled by the three realms.

"I can't tell you about this. I don't know much about it myself. Moreover, the information that the Supreme God could only know at that time was very unfavorable to the God Realm, so don't be too curious."

Wuchun couldn't talk too much to Liao Tai and the others. The information about the Supreme God can only be read by the Supreme God, so Wuchun could only let the three of them stop here.

"Okay, then we won't be too hungry for a little bit of food."

Liang Xin touched her stomach and said, she tasted the fragrance of desserts in the teahouse.

When they said they were hungry, Yike and Huo Qilin sniffed, and they all smelled the fragrance of desserts, and looked at Wuchun.

"I'm hungry, so I'll eat something. Boss, come five desserts."

"Okay, come soon."

The owner of the teahouse responded and asked the guy to come up with the dessert quickly. He felt embarrassed when he looked at Wuchun. This was really enough dessert. One serving was just a little bit, and five servings should not be eaten by Qilin alone.

"I'll try it alone. It's a teahouse. I'll take you to the restaurant later and have some delicious food."

Looking at Huo Qilin's expression, Wuchun immediately reminded her that if she asked the boss to give him a hundred copies, she would be making things difficult for the boss.

Wuchun ate the dessert in a few bites, picked up the teacup and took a sip and found a strange person. He looked at the breath of a certain god cultivator, and when he was seriously sensing, he could not sense the breath of a god cultivator.

"You guys sit here and rest, I'll go out for a while."

As Wuchun said that, she left the teahouse alone and chased the man.

He followed the man all the way and told him outside the small bungalow of an ordinary citizen. When he saw that the man entered the house, Wuchun secretly lay on the window of the house and watched the situation inside the house.

"Dad, how are you doing? I found the divine grass you mentioned for you. You should eat it quickly, and you will be fine after eating it."

The man who was following Wuchun took out a red grass from his pocket and asked it to be eaten by the seriously ill middle-aged man in the bed. When Wuchun saw it, he rushed into the house to stop him.

"Don't eat it, that grass is highly poisonous, it is the Red Soul Grass, not the Divine Grass."

"You, you're talking nonsense. This is obviously the divine grass I bought with money. Why did it turn into a red soul grass? Don't you know the divine grass?"

The man thought Wuchun was here to steal the sacred grass, so he immediately hid the sacred grass behind him and stared at Wuchun with vigilance.

"Brother, your god-cultivator, I will treat your illness, so that your son will lose the Red Soul Grass. He has been invaded by poison in his skin for so long."

Wuchun didn't talk to the man, but to the middle-aged man on the bed.

The middle-aged man, who had no eyes, heard Wuchun and said that he knew he was a god cultivator, he immediately became energetic. He looked at Wuchun and immediately showed a difficult smile on his face.

"The Lord, the Lord..."

"Brother, do you want to talk? I want to treat you."

Wuchun was going to help the middle-aged man up, but was stopped by his son.

"Don't touch my dad, go away quickly, or I'm not polite."

"Son, go out first. He won't hurt me. He is treating me. You should throw away the grass on your hands quickly, go!"

The middle-aged man patted his son's hands and found that his son's arms had black and red veins, so the final words were yelled.

"Dad, what's wrong with my hand..."

How could a man be willing to throw away the divine grass he bought with all his money? But when he saw the poisoning on his arm, he was so scared that he ran out immediately.

"Master, please save my son..."

"Brother, your son will be fine. It's just the seedlings of Red Soul Grass. They are not very toxic. As long as they are not eaten, they will be fine. Now I want to treat you."

A cultivator of gods does not have the nourishment of the spirit of the divine realm. If he stays in the fairy world for more than a thousand years, his body will be as easy as ordinary people and then be tortured to death by illness.

Wuchun directly inputs his divine power into the middle-aged man's body, clearing his body from the disease. The middle-aged man's face immediately turns red, and the previous sickly pretending was gone.

"Okay, it's all right."

"Thank you, Master, for helping me."

The middle-aged man got cured of his illness and immediately got out of bed to salute Wuchun, but Wuchun helped him up.

"Brother, don't do this. I'm not the Lord yet. You can't call that from now on. If that bastard Bo Po knows my existence, he will definitely turn the fairy world to the sky and kill me."

"Yes, my subordinate is confused, so I don't know the name of the Lord, my subordinate Leo."

Leo is a god of war, one of the gods who were demoted to the fairy world. Because of his low cultivation, he stayed in the fairy world for too long without the spirit nourishing his body, so he became plagued by illness. If Wuchun hadn't found out that his son had the breath of a god cultivator and caught up with him and took a look, Leo would have been dead.

"My name is Wuchun, Brother Leo, just call me Xiaochun."

"This is not something I can do. I'd better call you Mr. Chun. Mr. Chun, please sit down. The house is too simple. I'll give you a glass of water."

Leo asked Wuchun to sit down in the chair and poured a glass of water for Wuchun.

"Brother Leo, sit down, you know where the other god-cultivators are. I want to gather everyone together as soon as possible. I am careful that other god-cultivators are also plagued by illness like you."

Wuchun knew that many cultivators had died of illness, so he had to find them to treat him quickly, otherwise the cultivators who were not nourished by the divine power and were not harmed by the disease could survive.
Chapter completed!