Chapter 171 The real dragon has never been a human being.
"Quickly, stick your butt up..."
"Ah...brother, I've been here many times tomorrow..."
"He promised that this would be the last time!"
"Brother, he really can't bear it anymore, I'll let him go..."
In the main hall of the transfer department, a black boy and a group of little mice squatted in the corner, uttering "obscene words" from time to time.
The little shrew's face was a little sallow, its hind legs were trembling, and it looked like it was suffering from kidney failure and physical weakness.
But at Qiu Ping's urging, he raised his butt and flicked his tail.
Qiu Ping twisted Fang Fang's tail, and in an instant, the surrounding void changed. The two of them traveled dozens of miles in an instant and appeared in Abi Hell.
They stayed in the void for a short time, and then their bodies flickered again. They returned to the Transportation Department again, and they were not outside the main hall, but in the school grounds.
The little shrew had no strength to move anymore, and lay on the ground with its arms and legs spread out, not even wanting to move its legs and fingers.
Just tomorrow afternoon, Qiu Ping made himself travel through space nearly twenty times in a row.
Although this is not his innate magical power, it is also very energy-consuming.
"It's strange, there is no space folding, so how do you perform a jumping space shuttle?" Qiu Ping's little face wrinkled, he has experienced the shrew's talent for space shuttle many times.
But he found that the principle behind the wrong party's power was different from what he had guessed.
He originally thought that the method used by the wrong party was similar to the "Two Worlds Channel", which folded the space like a piece of paper so that the two ends of the paper that were far apart could be reliably connected, thus achieving space crossing.
But from what he just observed, it didn't seem like that.
On the contrary, it is more like taking advantage of the power of space tides, just like a person diving into the water and emerging from another place after swimming for a period of time.
But Qiu Ping couldn't understand how the little shrew could shorten the "snorkeling" stage.
Moreover, the accuracy of this method is not very high. The farther the movement distance, the greater the deviation.
The little shrew himself doesn't know the principle, so his spatial talent is just like a person who is born with the ability to use his own limbs, but few people know which muscle is responsible for the force in which area.
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Practicing the way of space during the confinement period will always make people happy and satisfied.
Everything is on track. Xiao Niluo doesn't need to worry about official matters. He just needs to go to the Yamen every day to order lunch.
The rest of the time is spent exploring the mysteries of space.
If he gets bored, he can go outside Yin City to test his space powers. Anyway, there are no immortals within a thousand miles. Even if he can defeat some powerful monsters, it will not be enough to escape.
Alas, such a peaceful life did not last long after all.
"What, asking him to accompany the real dragon into Abi Hell?"
Qiu Ping unfolded a document in his lap and found a message from the Yamen of the State Transport Department. It said that the real dragons from all over the world had sent many of their descendants to the Abi Hell, and the Yamen of the Transport Department in various places had to do a good job in receiving them.
Qiu Ping frowned a little when he saw the document.
The relationship between the Four Seas True Dragon and Shinto is rather ambiguous. Speaking of which, the water systems in Tiandong are supposed to be controlled by true dragons, but I don’t know why Ruming’s real manager is not Shinto.
The territory that the true dragon actually controls extends to the whole world.
However, they receive extremely high courtesy in Shinto, and everyone will attach great importance to anything involving true dragons.
Whether that's the case or not, Qiu Ping doesn't want to take over the leg job.
This is simply a thankless job, and there is no reward for doing it well. If something goes wrong, it will be a diplomatic dispute.
"Pan Cui, I'm more reliable than him in doing things. Please don't let me go to receive you."
Qiu Ping grimaced, looked up at Judge Cui who had sent him the documents, and said pleadingly.
"According to etiquette, the chief official of each yamen should be the one to receive the real dragon. If I am afraid that I will not be able to pass the examination, might he be able to do it for me?"
Judge Cui's tone was as calm as ever.
Of course, in Qiu Ping's ears, those words would not sound as bad as before.
Qiu Ping curled his lips. Based on his experience of dealing with real dragons many times, those real dragons were very stinky and not easy to get along with at all.
"Lord Bu Nao, there is no need to be so worried. This matter may not be a chance."
After a brief pause, Judge Cui continued to speak.
"Although our Shinto worships the true dragon, we rarely interact with each other. This time, all the countries in the world have sent their juniors to the Abi Hell. I wonder if they have reached some kind of exchange of benefits with us."
With the complete opening of Abi Hell, the attention of almost all forces has gathered. Although the Dragon Clan is rich from all over the world, it is not immune to customs.
"What does that have to do with him?"
The little loach is not interested at all in the exchange of interests among the big shots.
"We should have promised them part of the resources of Abi Hell, and he guessed that the conditions given by the Dragon Clan should be a quota for the 'Shui Guan Jiejie'."
Judge Cui continued.
Qiu Ping still had no reaction. He didn't quite understand the meaning of Judge Cui's words.
[Shui Guan Jie Disaster] He knew that every year on October 15th, the Eastern Yuan Festival, Sui Guan the Great would eliminate disasters and troubles for the world, and even their Shinto would set up an Eastern altar to worship that great emperor.
Bu Nao, according to Little Loach's impressions over the years, it seems that there was nothing too mysterious about that day. He had already become a god at that time last year, but he did not receive any benefits.
Unlike the tens of billions of subsidies in [Heavenly Official’s Blessing] and [Local Official’s Pardon], Dongyuan Festival is just an ordinary confinement. Even among Shinto, there will be no inspection.
elephant.
"Heaven has the inheritance of the [Tianguan], and the earth can only inherit it from the [Diguan], and the [Shuiguan] lineage has always been controlled by the Four Seas Dragon Clan."
"The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas lives far away overseas and is not very friendly with the land creatures. The annual [Shuiguan Jiejie] event is almost silent on the land." Judge Cui explained to Qiu Ping.
Little Loach nodded as if he understood. The Three Officials Emperor was really too far away from him, so far away that their names were almost no more than symbols. He also couldn't understand Cui Pan's true intention of what he said to him.
"The True Dragon clan is not willing to help all living beings, so the [Shuiguan Jiehe] is used externally by them to remove obstacles and sins around the body and ensure that the body is pure and unsullied. Especially for the existences east of the Immortal. , resolving the disaster once can save almost decades of work.”
Cui Fan was describing an incident in a normal way, but Qiu Ping vaguely sensed a hint of disgust.
Or maybe...an illusion?
Wow, if this is really the case, then what the True Dragon of the Four Seas did was indeed unreasonable.
The Great Emperor of the Three Officials is the head of all living beings in heaven and earth. Regardless of whether he is a heavenly official or an earthly official, he will descend to Dongfuze during every festival. Even if Shinto uses his power to gain more benefits, in general, it will not Shared with all sentient beings in heaven and earth.
However, the True Dragon Clan simply took the legacy of Emperor Shuiguan as their own.
"If you can entertain the true dragon who comes to Abi Hell, you may be able to get a quota for the 'Shui Guan Jiejie' this time, and wash away the obstacles in your body, which will be very helpful for me to enter the [Yuan Shen]. "
In the so-called [Yuan Shen] state, one can completely reborn and transform one's own flesh and blood body into a pure immortal body, which can withstand all calamities and lead a long and happy life.
"Pan Cui, is my source of information reliable?"
Qiu Ping stared at Judge Cui for a long time. Where did everyone get their gossip? Why didn't he receive any news at all?
"Those are not what he guessed."
Judge Cui's tone was calm, but he spoke confidently.
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"Abi hell welcomes you!"
The banner previously used to welcome the Censor Lingguan was dug out of the warehouse by Xiao Nilu and hung on the city wall of the Ninth Transfer Division Yamen.
A group of loach soldiers were fully dressed and waiting in front of the passage between the two realms.
Qiu Ping specially groomed himself, his face was clean, and his mouth was filled with bright red teeth.
Very good, very energetic!
Fortunately, the True Dragon Clan did not let them off the hook that time.
Not long after, I saw a deep wave rising from the sky, and the water was turbulent and rolling. In an instant, dozens of majestic and majestic seahorses rushed out of the water, dragging behind them a whole body that seemed to be carved from ice. 's chariot.
Crystal clear, pearlescent, exuding sparkling light and cold air.
The little loach on the side almost stared straight-eyed.
So flashy!
Damn, those big bucks are really rich.
"Come on, come on, let's play music!" Qiu Ping rushed over and asked a kind of loach soldiers to play gongs, drums, and suonas.
If you listen to the tune carefully, it seems that it is the song "The King Asked Him to Dig a Hole".
Although the band was not very neat and the loach soldiers were a little messy, the momentum was quite spectacular.
The surrounding waves gradually dispersed, and the chariot arrived in front of Yin City.
Although there is only one chariot, the momentum is quite huge. In addition to the dozens of seahorses pulling the chariot, there are guards composed of hundreds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals on both sides, as well as dozens of beautiful clam maids.
I don’t know if those real dragons are here to fight monsters and upgrade, or if they are here for an outing.
Little Loach muttered in his heart, looking at the chariot, it looked like it came from the North Sea rather than the style of the East China Sea.
"Welcome everyone to visit our Abi Hell. Isn't it really glorious? Welcome!" Although the little loach felt very contemptuous in his heart, he had a bright smile on his face.
A group of loach soldiers behind him also received the king's order and clapped their hands.
"Hahaha, we are really interesting. The welcome ceremony was so good that he later asked our dragon to learn from it."
Outside the carriage, a crisp laughter came.
Then he saw the curtain opened, and a girl who was about twelve or thirteen years old jumped out.
She was wearing a light green palace dress, looking like an aristocratic lady. But she didn't look like a lady at all. She rolled up her cuffs, revealing her pure red legs and wrists.
On the forehead, there are two slightly bifurcated horns, which are fleshy and slightly pink. If you don't pay attention, you will think that someone has smashed the two bags.
"Dragon Girl, come back quickly, don't ask for disrespect."
Several female officials were very helpless. Will it really affect the image of Beihai Dragon Palace in front of outsiders?
"Did he respect his father's order and go to hell to practice? Is it possible that the monsters in hell will teach me etiquette?" Xiao Longnu ignored those female officials at all, but instead she got Qiu Ping's interest.
"Hey, I've been serving as the transporter there since I was a child. Am I just like him, am I a genius?"
Usually, the approximate age can be seen from the human body that the spirit changes. Qiu Ping's spirit-like body has a five or six-year-old boy, which basically means that he is not very old.
"The level of authority and official position in our Shinto has little to do with the level of spiritual practice. Is Dongguanbu Nao lucky enough to have made some contributions to Dongguan, so he was sealed as an official? I want to talk about genius, but Yuanji doesn't dare to compare with Long Nu."
Qiu Ping always kept a smile on his face, but his words were very modest.
"That's not true. Our Shinto is really convenient. You only need to be promoted to be powerful. His father also told him that cultivation is not about focusing on oneself. If you rely too much on external things, there will be hidden dangers sooner or later."
Xiao Longnu didn't have much airs, but she started chatting with Xiao Nilu.
Qiu Ping deeply agreed with Xiao Longnu's words. He was worthy of being a true dragon. Even if his talent was top-notch, he still had strict requirements for himself.
"Just like him, it took him less than a hundred years to condense the [Holy Pregnancy]. Little loach, I also hope to work harder."
On the other hand, Xiao Longnu's words made Qiu Ping a little bit off guard.
If he remembered correctly, the True Dragon Clan was born with all the meridians and had innate inheritance, so there was no need to use the [Ancestral Aperture] to inherit the magical powers of the ancestors of the bloodline.
Unlike all true dragons, the first level of practice is directly the [Holy Pregnancy].
So...I haven't even passed the third level?
Used for hundreds of years?
Little Loach didn't know whether the speed of cultivation was indeed very fast among the dragon clan.
The foundation of the dragon clan is deep. Once the [Holy Child] is formed, it will basically reach the level of "Nine Lives".
In addition, there are almost no bottlenecks before they can take advice, and there are no natural enemies. Most true dragons do not deliberately pursue the speed of practice.
Even Ao Cang, the thirteenth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, took nearly three hundred years to conceive the [Holy Pregnancy].
"Wrong, his name is Ao Zhu, what is my name?"
Maybe the image of the little loach boy made people feel friendly, but Xiao Longnu kept telling him to shut up, even ignoring the hints from the female officer beside her many times.
Qiu Ping also said his name, and the two of them knew each other.
Compared to the stinky Ao Cang from the East China Sea, although the little dragon girl from the North Sea is a bit talkative, she is not objectionable.
"To the east of Aozhu Palace, Dongguan has prepared a banquet for welcoming the wind in the government office. Can we please go to dinner first? After settling down to the east, can we go around the neighborhood?" Qiu Ping had already arranged a one-stop service.
At that time, I took Xiao Longnu to a few safe places nearby to see if the mission was completed.
If you just come over and go through the motions, you can't really take them to the depths of hell.
Besides, with Ao Zhu’s little strength, it’s worth taking a look.
"No! If he comes here to practice, he won't eat any food. Let's set off directly!"