In the deepest part of the vast East China Sea, there was lightning and thunder in the gloomy sky. It was like there was a hole in the sky, and violent rain poured down to the east.
Real dragons with scales all over their bodies as black as iron surged among the clouds, roaring from their mouths. If you look carefully, you can see that those real dragons are not the black dragons from the North Sea.
Although the black dragon in the North Sea is not black in color, its scales are like jade, with a hint of light, which does not give people a feeling of depression and solemnity.
As for the real dragons to the east, their bodies are drier and their scales are no longer as hard as iron. They look like liquid-cold dragons, like ghost dragons rushing out of hell.
To the east of the clouds, there is a sea that stretches for thousands of miles. The color of the water is extremely dark, like ink.
Waves shot up hundreds of feet high, and any ship would be capsized there.
In the water, dozens of little dragons of different colors were swimming restlessly, each one frightened, just like the students who made mistakes in school. Even Fu Ao Cang put away his arrogance at this moment and watched carefully.
On the side.
None of them could have imagined that Zulong Nilin would be stolen!
Now it is no longer a question of who will come first, or whether they can come out of the hunting ground intact.
Among the many little dragons, one red dragon's face was extremely red.
The little green dragon's words asking him appeared in his mind again, and the whole dragon suddenly felt bad.
Although he didn't know how the wrong party stole [Ancestral Dragon Reverse Scale] in front of so many tomb guards, he could guarantee that the little green dragon was no longer outside the thousand-mile radius, otherwise those guards would
The tomb-goers won't be scurrying around like headless flies.
The green dragons in the East China Sea were also panic-stricken. Everyone saw Scales disappear together with a small green dragon.
But they really don't know where the green dragon came from.
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The moment he returned to the ancient well, Qiu Ping smacked the treasure gourd in the blessed land and asked for the Ancestral Dragon's Reverse Scale.
But the scales shook slightly, and the collection failed.
It seems that this object cannot be collected by space artifacts.
Qiu Ping stared blankly at the scales that looked like an enhanced version of a giant light bulb, and suddenly felt a little confused.
That thing is too ostentatious. If someone sees it, wouldn't everyone know that he stole it?
At this moment, the golden light on the scales suddenly converged. To be precise, it condensed into a drop of pure financial liquid, quietly suspended in the air.
The drop of gold liquid gently fell on Qiu Ping's head, and his luck spread in an instant.
Qiu Ping stepped into the [Holy Womb] like Ming, and was awarded the seventh rank, and his fortune completely turned red.
And his good fortune is like a flame, burning brightly and with unstoppable momentum, which means that he is very stable at that level and can do many things smoothly.
But as that drop of golden liquid spread, the crimson color of his luck turned a hint of golden, looking unusually noble. And more power of luck was hidden and dormant.
In Shinto, luck can be divided into: nine red, seven red, five gold, three purple, and one green.
The rest are a mixture of two colors.
Qiu Ping's current fortune is red with gold in it, which means he is not in the sixth grade, or at least not from the sixth grade.
Originally, the level from seventh grade to sixth grade was a very big hurdle. Ordinary seventh grade city gods, if they wanted to go to the capital city to do the sixth grade general judge, it would take a hundred years to accumulate enough blessings.
Something happened to Qiu Judong, and all of Keke's hard work was wasted.
That's why many places are not granted imperial titles after the death of court officials or good people. Because they are blessed enough, their authority will be stable.
Of course, good luck does not represent potential, not actual official position. It means that Shinto can be promoted to six ranks without suffering backlash.
If there is no vacancy in Shinto, the official title does not need to be granted.
For Qiu Ping, the breakthrough of luck is invisible and intangible, and is of little use for the time being.
Bu Nao, after peeling off the power of luck, Little Loach discovered that Zulong Nilin could be collected into the treasure gourd.
But he did not put it in the gourd, but prepared to find a place to hide it in the blessed land of the well god.
He asked to go to the East China Sea in a few days. The stolen goods were too risky, so it was better not to seek death.
It has to be said that his blessed place is quite messy, and he has piled up some things that he doesn't use very much.
For example, some low-level spiritual minerals, some expired pills, and quite possibly a stone basin that came from nowhere.
Qiu Ping looked at the stone basin and felt it looked familiar.
After turning it over, I found a series of crooked "dog crawling" characters on the back.
[Tian Loach Quenching Yuan Furnace].
Oh, he remembered, that thing was something he brought back from [Mirage]. It was essentially an alchemy or weapon refining furnace.
Since he didn't know how to make elixirs or weapons, he just put it on the shelf.
In the past, when there were many loaches there, Qiu Yi and the others often used them as food bowls.
Seeing that basin, Qiu Ping felt a little emotional in his heart. Please go back and find a second-leg market to sell it. I don't know if it is very useful.
Qiu Ping picked it up and injected a slight amount of mana into it.
In an instant, a ball of red light rose in the center of the food bowl, and the red light turned into a vortex, flowing slowly and endlessly.
Wow, although the light looked like a flame, it was not warm at all, and Qiu Ping's fins were not hot even if he leaned against it.
He threw a few spirit minerals in with his legs, and the spirit minerals melted immediately. Immediately, a large amount of impurities were burned away, leaving only a pure liquid.
After Qiu Ping poured out the liquid, it quickly condensed into smaller pieces of metal that exuded pure brilliance.
Qiu Ping threw a few metals into his mouth, and slightly operated the [Swallowing Spirits and Heaven-Building Technique]. The space power in his mouth was consumed, and the metals were instantly transformed into pure metal power, which was filled into his body.
“It feels good.”
Qiu Ping used to need to hoard the impurities in the spiritual mines for the purpose of breathing, but now that he stepped into the [Holy Embryo], the magical power has changed its foundation, and the breath has become pure space power, and does not need the minerals.
There are impurities.
But I have to say that the tempered spirit mine tastes really good.
In line with the principle of waste utilization, Qiu Ping poured all the low-quality spiritual mineral liquid turpentine into the [Tianyu Yuan Yuan Furnace], quenched them into pieces of metal, and then threw them into the treasure gourd.
It's also true for those elixirs that are about to expire. Although they are much smaller after tempering, their potency is also purer.
If you have a chance later, you can take it and exchange it for money.
After a large amount of debris was tempered, his messy room looked a lot brighter.
At present, there is only one stove left and the ancestral dragon reverse scale that is seven or eight feet long and wide.
The little loach looked at the stove, then at the scales, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind...