Chapter 210 Eating Spiritual Fruits and Singing, Time Traveled
Chapter 210 Eating spiritual fruit and singing, time traveled through time
Qiu Ping's words were not meant to be careless, but they hit the little old man's request for harm like hitting a snake seven inches away.
The most anxious thing for the little old man right now is why everyone in the Ming Ling King family has been slapped in the face, but there is no news from [Fengchan Mountain].
If [Fengchan Mountain] fails to show its strength, then all of them will become cannon fodder.
Could it be true, as the little loach said, that there was an external problem with [Fengchan Mountain] and the senior management had already sold them?
Qiu Ping just talked nonsense, little did he know that the wrong party had already created a big drama in his head.
At that time, Cao Chenghuang and He Bo also came closer and were on guard.
Although that little old man is inconspicuous, he is actually a fifth-grade god. He is equivalent to the [Yuan Shen] realm of eight hundred years of Taoism.
I'm afraid he is the highest-ranking god in the entire Wubao.
"Then what should we do with the old man?" Qiu Ping had no good impressions of the old man at all. After all, could the wrong party be planning to kill him?
Please don’t kill him directly? Take away his authority and priesthood?
Qiu Ping's malicious eyes swept over the little old man. Could he be a fifth-grade God of Households? Although he looked a little weak in terms of strength, his priesthood was definitely good. Even if he didn't need it, he could exchange it for something good.
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The little old man felt very frightened when he was looked at like that.
"I'll take him into custody first, and then hand him over to you later for disposal." Cao Chenghuang thought for a moment and said.
Although the old man is not a god of the wrong camp, the [Fengchan Mountain] lineage is not a serious god lineage, and his subordinate is not a wild god. It is not good to kill him casually.
Qiu Ping nodded, picked up the treasure gourd and put it in directly.
In order to avoid accidents, during the inventory of the treasury that came from the east, all the chief officials would not go in, but let the shrimp soldiers, crab generals and Yin soldiers go in and move out all the materials inside and outside.
Although that is a little less efficient, it also avoids the danger to the greatest extent.
Fortunately, the fifth-grade gods are not a big deal, and supporting one in a Wubao is already the limit. Some other lower-grade gods also behaved very cooperatively after seeing that the leader was caught.
If the situation between the two Shintos is unclear, no one knows what is going on. If there is no backbone, they will be restrained and no longer resist.
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"Wow hahaha, it's so fun to confiscate your home."
At the bottom of the ancient well in Huang'ao Village, a dark gourd swayed from side to side, and a cheerful laughter could be faintly heard from inside.
On the outside of the treasure gourd, spiritual fruits, elixirs, and spiritual minerals were piled up into three hills. Qiu Ping ran around those hills happily, occasionally taking out one and stuffing it into his mouth.
Although most of them have no effect on him and can be regarded as snacks.
But after all, those heavenly materials and earthly treasures contain spiritual essence. When you take a bite, the feeling of the spiritual essence exploding in your mouth is quite addictive.
Yi Dongzi got so many snacks, enough for the little loach to eat for a long time.
The Shijia Wubao is mostly used for military purposes, and the amount of materials inside is overwhelming, but there are not many that are truly high-end.
In addition, since he didn't know how to make alchemy, he didn't take the rarer things, so he just dumped some spiritual materials in large quantities.
Of course, it was just because he had seen so many good things that he felt they were ordinary. If placed in an ordinary county town, it would be enough to make many gods break their heads.
"Please, if you can search your home every day, it will be fine."
The little loach lay on the pile of ore, picked up an elixir from the side along its legs, put it in its mouth and chewed it into pieces.
Well, that elixir that is supposed to be a detoxification pill has a lot of [herbal grass] in it, and it tastes a bit like mints.
The little loach's mouth has been trained to be very naughty. If he takes a bite of any elixir, he can taste it.
Click click click.
He kept mouthing, his belly was bulging, and his cheeks were hurting. Perhaps his mouth was dry after taking too many pills, so he took another spiritual peach and stuffed it into his mouth, which made his mouth full of juice.
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As he ate, he felt his eyelids clenched and felt so sleepy that he fell asleep.
As he fell asleep, the brightness of the golden thread on his back slowly reached its brightest.
Unconsciously, he turned over on the Spirit Mine Hill, a ripple appeared in the void, and then he disappeared without a trace.
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"ah!"
The little loach was in a daze, and suddenly it came to its senses. The loach jumped several feet high, but bumped into a solid object.
He felt that his head was harder than ordinary steel, but when it collided with the object, he felt as if he had been hit with a sap.
The little black head immediately developed a bulge.
"Where is that place? Why is it so strange?"
Qiu Ping looked around. The house didn't look like a house, and the shed didn't look like a shed. Why was there such a big curtain there?
He looked at the building in front of him, which was leaking air from all directions but was supported by four weird pillars, and his head was full of doubts.
Where did I travel through time again?
I was eating spiritual fruits and singing songs just now, but now I am sent to a copy of the Eastern dungeon for no reason, and I am not prepared at all.
Oh, that's right, he has to put on the Xiaoqinglong leather holster quickly. Someone will come soon.
"Changyang! I seriously want to join forces with King Minngling! Will he [Fengchan Mountain] die?" A voice with suppressed anger passed into Qiu Ping's ears.
This startled the little loach. Oh my god, why are there so many people there? Where did the sound come from?
That's right, that voice sounds familiar.
When he arrived, he found a chaotic place and hid first.
Qiu Ping didn't even bother putting on his leather cover first. He was in a hurry and saw a curtain on one side of the drafty house. He tiptoed and ran over.
No, just as he was trying to open the curtain, a huge leg seemed to appear out of thin air, and he took it directly into his lap.
"Ah, he's dead!"
The little loach lay down straight, and its unsatisfactory little heart stopped beating.
Judging from his many years of experience, every time he downloads a dungeon, basically the people he encounters can't figure it out on his own.
Ao Cang and the others we met at the True Dragon Hunting Ground do not count.
"Taishi, is he saving me? The world has been reformed, and [Fengchan Mountain] is the old god, and it is no longer in line with the Tao. If you hold on, the strange situation in my body will become more and more terrifying. Even the emperor Sanguan asked to leave.
Outside of heaven, why should I contend with Tao?"
A voice that was more familiar to Qiu Ping came from Zaifang. The voice was clear and peaceful, but it was loud and powerful. Every word was like the sound of thunder, which lifted people's spirits.
And at that time, he also discovered that although the leg was holding him in the center of the leg, it was not using any force.
The little loach slowly raised his head and looked up at Zai Fang. From his perspective, he could see the east jaw of a handsome young man, but looking at the outline, it seemed that he was not the face of Lord Changyang.
Changyang Jun lowered his head slightly, tapped his head with a leg finger, then shook it and made a "hissing" leg gesture.
Only then did Qiu Ping realize where he was.
It turned out that the so-called "building" with air leakage from all sides he just saw was actually the desk in front of Lord Changyang. Because the god was too big, the desk he used was comparable to the house Qiu Ping lived in.
As for the "curtain", it is not part of Changyang Jun's clothes.
The little loach was immediately embarrassed.
"Times have changed, and the world has changed. He [Fengchan Mountain] will be able to change things on his own, so there is no need for outsiders to get involved. Changyang, I am so partial to the [Imperial Capital] family, how dare I say that I have no selfish intentions?" On the left side of King Minngling
In this position, a middle-aged man with a fairy-like manner is walking on the desk.
He was wearing a feathered cloak, exactly the same person he met when Qiu Ping traveled to the "bathhouse" that month.
At that time, he was on the eve of a breakthrough, and he drank a lot of spiritual essence from the bathhouse to replenish his body.
"If I had the power, I wouldn't ask him to help me remove the power of alienation. Moreover, is he protecting us [Fengchan Mountain]? Even if he doesn't interfere, given our current state, why should we have anything to do with him?
King Mingling is fighting?" Changyang Jun glanced at the middle-aged man and continued.
Qiu Ping felt his body become weak after hearing the two people's wrong words.
Those kind of boss-level wrong words often involve the secrets between heaven and earth, so is he allowed to listen to them?
Will he be silenced if he turns around?
"Taishi, he knows that in my heart, the weight of Shinto is definitely higher than that of He Zhizai on the other side of [Fengchan Mountain]. Mingyue also invited King Mingling to come, and he hopes that our two families can make peace with each other."
Lord Changyang looked at the middle-aged man's silence and continued.
Back then, King Mingling was able to refine the [Abi Hell] in a short period of time, and by doing so, he conquered Buddhism once. Not only did the King Buddha not gain any benefit, but he also lost face.
Is there any help from Taishi God here?
Although there was an exchange of interests behind it, in the eyes of Taishi Shen, he had tried his best to release goodwill and avoid the turmoil of the Shinto. King Mingling turned his back and refused to recognize anyone. Instead, he used the ghost mother to curse the Tiandong family and ordered [Fengchan Mountain]
】All the forces in the secular world were lost.
How can God Taishi endure it?
"snort."
Taishi Shen rolled his sleeves. Although he didn't want to admit it, he also knew that once the two sides started fighting, [Fengchan Mountain] would have a very small chance of victory. It would be very easy for outsiders to take advantage of it.
As Taishi God fell silent, the whole hall became quiet.
That kind of atmosphere made Little Loach uneasy. He would rather the two of them keep shutting up at the moment, so that Changyang Lord's attention would not always be on him.
Although Changyang Jun is very good at helping the little loach, he is, after all, one of the few bosses in the world, so the little loach will not be trembling in front of his partner.
"The Simin of Chengtianjian Kingdom has been promoted to King Fumingling!"
Just when the little loach was counting the time, hoping that the time travel could end as soon as possible, suddenly a report came from the outside world.
Then, I saw a middle-aged man in bright yellow robe striding in.
Compared with Taishi Shen's immortal demeanor, the middle-aged man in the east of his eyes has an ordinary face, but his brows are resolute. At first glance, he is not the kind of person who does things vigorously and resolutely.
King Ming Ling went straight to the desk where Taishi Shencuo was standing, and soon a servant was serving him tea.
"Taishi, the disease of Shinto lies in people, and the disease of people lies in aristocratic families. The aristocratic families are connected by blood and blocked in the east, which is the root of disasters in the world. He used his thunder legs to cut off all of them. Maybe there will be some turmoil in the short term.
But in the long run, it will definitely be beneficial to follow the divine way." King Minngling had long known the purpose of Lord Changyang's invitation, and explained it to Taishi God before he came.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Taishi God suddenly laughed.
"Is it really a high-sounding reason? A good Ming Ling King who thinks about Shinto. I, Ming Yue, feel that the family is not a disaster to Tiandong, so I kill him without permission. If Ming Yue thinks that he is not a disaster, don't I also want to kill him?"
Taishi smiled angrily. He had heard those clichés about King Minngling for hundreds of years.
Since more than two hundred years ago, King Ming Ling has been continuously suppressing the [Fengchan Mountain] family. The strength of the family has weakened much compared to hundreds of years ago.
King Mingling looked at Taishi God, but nodded, "If I am a disaster in the future, he will kill me too."
"Stop my face, it really makes him feel disgusted. Why are the bad guys on his side, and the bottom of my legs are not good people? The battle between Shinto and orthodoxy is nothing more than the law of the jungle. Obviously, I can use my strength
If you oppress others, you will be slapped with a big hat. Do I dare to be more shameless?"
Taishi Shen slapped the table and shouted angrily.
The flesh and blood on his body continued to squirm with his anger, as if it was trying to survive and spread its teeth and claws.
The little loach was startled by the sound, and his body stiffened, not daring to move.
"Two hundred years... give him another two hundred years. After two hundred years, he will give up the throne of God and I will be in charge of the human world. Mingyue said, he can wrong the oath of the three officials." After a moment of silence, King Minngling continued.
Open your mouth and say.
The scowl on Taishi God's face gradually faded, and he stared at King Mingling.
"Okay, we don't want to quarrel or fight, please go outside, don't break his Yushu Yuan's things. Wrong, King Minngling said before that he had something to tell him, I don't know if
whats the matter?"
Changyang Jun, who had been watching the excitement, finally stood up.
"You two must also know that he surrendered to the Ghost Mother, extracted the spiritual essence of the [Styx River], turned it into life, and sent it to the human world." King Mingling paused, and after seeing Taishi God walking east again, he continued
Open your mouth.
"Is there any merit that can benefit the human world? I'm afraid that thousands of years later, the spiritual essence of the human world will be as rich as the heavenly realm." Changyang Jun sighed in admiration. He had to say that King Ming Ling's move was so wonderful.
Although Abi Hell itself is rich in resources and has a vast territory, the spiritual essence inside and outside contains negative forces.
However, King Mingling stole the remains of Emperor Shuiguan from the Dragon Clan, purified the resentment of the Styx, and then used the Ghost Mother to transform it into pure vitality, transforming the human world into a vast blessed land.
That is equivalent to the entire world of intelligent beings seeking the blessings of King Ming Ling. Can the merit contained in that be lost to the sea?
"There are too many spiritual essences in the world, and it will inevitably attract countless forces to settle in the future. If it is not controlled, it will be a wedding dress for them. He wants to form a [Source Vein] to manage the spiritual essence of life in the world."
King Minngling tapped the table with his leg fingers and spoke softly.
At that point, the little loach hiding in the palm of Changyang Jun's leg could no longer understand.