Chapter 228 Why is Tian Zai so good at giving away food?
Qiu Ping was driven out of the Tijusi Yamen by Judge Cui in despair.
The destructive power of the jade ax is so incomprehensible that if he is allowed to strike this and the west with his axe, he may destroy the entire city.
"What a wonderful treasure!"
The little loach holds the jade ax with its legs, just like a naughty boy who got a bamboo pole to take advantage of.
If the liquid is on the legs, there will no longer be a piece of rapeseed that is innocent.
It happened that his [Falling Dragon Pass] was right next to the Ninth Transportation Department, so he entered the Abi Hell in just one visit.
"Oh, isn't that my eldest niece? She has been promoted to the Holy Child. Yes, among our immortal sects, she should be called the Holy Infant." What a coincidence, Qiu Ping had just arrived at the treasure ship lift platform and saw
Arrive at Cao Ying.
Perhaps due to the effect of that bottle of [Zeng Yuan Powder], he discovered that Cao Ying's realm had broken through.
Most of the routes of human practitioners are consistent with the realm of the Demon Immortal Way. To be precise, the essence of the practice of the Demon Immortal Way is to simulate the human breathing method.
"I met my uncle."
Cao Ying saw Qiu Ping and rushed to see him. At the end of the encirclement and suppression meeting, she got thousands of points and redeemed some more resources. She finally got rid of the initial confusion and successfully stepped into the world of [Holy Infant].
territory.
At her age, she has reached that level. Although she is not as evil as that, she is still a pretty good genius.
"Ah, Sister Cao's uncle is really cruel."
Qiu Ping was originally going to put up a chart of his elders, but suddenly he heard several women traveling with Cao Ying laughing and joking, causing the little loach to run away.
Listen to what others say?
It's true that Cao Ying's face turned a little red, fearing that those people's jokes would go too far and make the little loach angry.
Even though his name is Qiu Ping, his character is anything but peaceful. After all, he is nicknamed "The Bloody Legged Human Slaughter", so how can he be kind to someone with weak legs?
Qiu Ping won't argue with others because of that, but if anyone dares to mention the name "Blood Legs Human Slaughter" in front of him, he will keep dancing with me, and even jump up and knock my head.
After walking around in a circle and watching Cao Ying and others leave, Qiu Ping took out his treasure ship and planned to go to the depths of Abi Hell.
But at that time, he suddenly realized that his Huangquan Terrace had been given to Taishi God!
Without the help of countless gods to help him sail the ship, and he himself did not understand the magical power of distraction and thought, the treasure ship barely sailed a mile before it bumped into several ships from other forces.
If that area hadn't been his territory, and if those loach soldiers hadn't been his younger brothers, he would have been asked to be punished by Nadong.
At least the responsibility for a traffic accident cannot be escaped.
"well!"
The little loach sighed and put away the treasure ship. It turns out that he has no talent at all in spiritual cultivation, so what will he do when he travels in the future?
After squatting in a circle, I didn't wait for the treasure ship of an acquaintance to pass by. I should have known that I had just bumped into Dong Cao Ying's treasure ship.
There was no other way, so the little loach had to hold the jade axe, turn his body into shadows, and quickly shuttle forward in the space.
It seems that I need to master some magical powers of long-distance space teleportation as soon as possible, otherwise it will be inconvenient to pay in the future.
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"There are more and more outsiders. They have invaded their world, built stone cities everywhere, and kept squeezing their land!"
In the gap between a mountain range, gloomy mist filled the air, and the gap seemed to extend to the depths of the earth.
A dozen skinny figures, carefully hidden by the mist, looked up at the treasure ships passing by in the sky from time to time.
There are also aborigines in Abi Hell. A few months ago, they united with Buddhism to jointly plot to conquer Abi Hell. As for Bu Nao, because Qiuping's Huangquan Terrace broke a hole in their blockade, which happened to be for Minngling.
Wang Ke took advantage of the opportunity, which made their plan go to waste.
Although the Abi World was occupied by outsiders, King Mingling did not kill them all, but they could still feel the fiery will everywhere in the void, so they hid underground to give them a little sense of security.
"Elder, he is hungry!"
Behind that group of figures were a few unkempt little ones.
One by one, they looked eagerly at the treasure ship flying past, their eyes almost glowing green. They were living on the ground, with food in short supply, and their confinement was almost miserable.
"Don't seek to spread your spiritual thoughts, those outsiders are very vicious."
An elderly figure covered the tentacles on the young child's head and made a "silence" gesture. He looked up at the sky with a trace of panic in his eyes.
Those outsiders control strange treasures and can release brutal spells. They are not wrong at all.
If they find out, they will be killed.
With their strength, they can barely defeat some weak prey.
"Li, li, li, ke... there's a bang... the king told him... to kill people."
Just after the treasure ships flew by one after another, a small black loach flew across the sky carelessly.
Looking at the black loach in the sky, all the figures were stunned.
Could it be that our ancestors are showing up? How come there is so much food flying by in the sky? Is it possible that a big snakehead fish from the East is missing from some ship?
"Elder, he is hungry!"
A young figure looked at the sky and swallowed several times.
"No quarrel, no quarrel, we will definitely have enough to eat tomorrow... Hey, that fish has fallen into the East, get ready to catch it!"
The hunger in the eyes of all the figures is even worse, fish! Look at the fresh and plump fish!
"Hey, I didn't expect to see aboriginal people there. How are you guys?"
Qiu Ping traveled east from the sky. He looked at the dozen or so thin figures in front of him, old and young, tall and short, wearing simple animal skins, and he suddenly felt curious.
Because there was no sound in Abi Hell, Qiu Ping also tried to communicate with them using his spiritual thoughts.
The number of indigenous people in Abi Hell is not large, and their races are not diverse.
The race in front of me has a slender and thin body, a long neck, and a tapered head. Coupled with its green vertical pupils, it looks like a snake with incomplete transformation.
Everyone's head has two tentacles, which twitch from time to time, which looks very playful.
Qiu Ping was used to seeing many weird little monsters in Fuhe, and he didn't find them ugly.
"The fish in the outside world are so intelligent? Are they very capable of communicating with people?"
The dozen or so figures glanced at each other wrongly, the antennae on their foreheads trembled, and the communication was completed in an instant.
"Hey, what am I doing? Don't make trouble."
Qiu Ping shook the fin with some disgust. What happened to those races in hell? A child has no education at all. How could he grab his fin and put it into his mouth? Isn't it dirty?
The young boy quickly leaned in again, his face almost touching Qiu Ping's body.
His tentacles kept trembling, and he swallowed saliva one after another.
"Why do I feel like a bunch of fools..."
Qiu Ping looked at those people and tried to say hello to them.
Little Loach's thoughts at the moment were like a young man from an eighteenth-tier county who suddenly saw a group of foreigners and felt extremely fresh.
But in Xinxian Quanyu, he couldn't help but feel that those people didn't seem to be very intelligent.
He communicated with the wrong party several times, but never received a response. On the contrary, the group of people gathered around him, touching him and drooling, and there was a little kid begging to lick him.
"Ye...go...go that way!"
The child's tentacles swung, and an invisible spiritual power reverberated in Qiu Ping's mind.
While shutting up, he tugged on Qiu Ping's fins and dragged him into the crevices of the mountain.
"He's so hospitable... He didn't bring any gifts."
Qiu Ping was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Abi Hell, a place with no shit and a ferocious miasma, could actually raise such a group of simple aborigines.
"Okay, if you are so enthusiastic, it's hard for him to refuse. But if you agree, just eat some simple meals, and don't be extravagant or wasteful."
Qiu Ping used his spiritual thoughts to communicate with the group of people again, but the group of people still ignored him, so they pushed him and pushed him into the crevice of the mountain.
The mountain crevice is twisty on the outside and inside, and can only accommodate one person. Bu Nao's little loach has an exquisite grasp of space and can move freely outside the mountain crevice.
Well, the deeper you go, the thicker the black mist in the air becomes.
Fortunately, the mist was not toxic and could not affect the sight of the little loach, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
"Why are we chanting sutras in Abi Hell? It's not like human writing."
Qiu Ping was walking outside the mountain crevice when he suddenly saw a thin book on the ground. He picked it up and found a Buddhist scripture.
He flipped through it and found that there were many Buddhist methods of cultivation inside and outside, and he could practice all the way to the [Mage] realm, which was about equal to the [Yuan Shen] realm of the monster path.
Although he didn't quite understand it, it didn't stop Qiu Ping from knowing that the book was valuable.
Or maybe he doesn't understand why Buddhist books appear there.
As the mountain crevice came to an end, the scene in front of us suddenly opened up, and there was actually a huge cave outside. The wet water vapor fell drop by drop, making it quite cold.
There were hundreds of people living outside that cave. Their appearance was similar to that of the people who had just gone out, and half of them could tell whether they were female or not based on their physical characteristics.
"Look, everyone, they caught a big fish tomorrow!"
The young child jumped forward and walked at the front. The antennae on his forehead swung. That kind of information transmission method that was unique to their race quickly transmitted his thoughts to all the same race present.
There was a little loach scratching his head, not knowing what those people were talking about.
Seeing a group of people gathering towards him made him a little embarrassed.
When he was in the Yamen, he never received so much attention.
As for Bu Nao, those people always like to touch him, which makes the little loach a little distressed.
"Hey, why do we have so many Buddhist treasures there?" Qiu Ping couldn't shake off the embarrassment, so he took two steps towards the place and saw a lot of messy magical artifacts on the ground.
He picked up a vajra and poured a small amount of mana into it. Suddenly, the vajra lit up and then dimmed again.
Qiu Ping did not have Buddhist magic power, so he could not drive the vajra, but he was certain that the magical instrument was intact and could still be used.
"I'm sorry, he won't practice the Eight-Armed Maha Dharma Seal now. Otherwise, those magical tools would be enough for him to raise that skill to its peak." Qiu Ping put down the Vajra with some reluctance.
Go east.
He had previously practiced the "Eight-Armed Maha Dharma Seal" to almost the third level, but when he stepped into the [Holy Embryo], the foundation of space was changed, and the Buddhist combat skills were also abolished.
"Quickly...get ready to set up the stove."
An old man saw the little loach picking up rubbish outside the cave and didn't pay much attention. It seemed like it was a stupid fish and it was in trouble. It was very confused.
He gave the order to the people who were watching, and soon a huge stove was erected.
The stove is actually more like a bowl. Because it is extremely large, it cannot be used to cook food.
The water vapor outside the entire cave gathered and turned into a trickle, and in a blink of an eye, the outside of the bowl was mostly filled.
Illusory flames appeared on the walls of the alms bowl, and the water inside and outside was quickly heated to a boiling point.
"Go in...go in."
A child on the side was pushing Qiu Ping from behind, and the tentacles on his head kept shaking, as if urging him.
"You really want to take a shower first? What a strange custom."
The little loach looked at everyone's dirty appearance, and suddenly couldn't hold back any longer.
Good guy, we are all sloppy, why don't we give him some instructions first?
Forget it, just do as the Romans do.
The little loach happily jumped into the big bowl. The water cup outside the bowl was boiling hot. For Qiu Ping, the temperature was just enough for him to take a hot bath.
He buried his entire body in the water. The hot, warm water made the fatigue caused by flying in the Abi Hell disappear.
"It's so comfortable."
The little loach turned over, with its belly facing upwards, swishing its tail, and swimming on its back with ease.
"That fish has turned belly, we can add seasonings." The child who had been squatting beside the pot and watching over the stove saw Qiu Ping's actions and immediately waved his tentacles happily.
"Don't worry, don't worry, it really needs to be simmered for a while."
Although the old man had more experience, he could see that the fish had a very strong vitality.
The more vitality the food has, the better it tastes.
The little loach didn't know what the group of people were talking about, so he just swam happily on his own.
"Why is there so much writing there? It's not the writing of the human world."
Qiu Ping was taking a bath comfortably. When he raised his head, he saw countless small characters written on the outside of the big bowl.
"A mustard and a sumeru are busy, but the sea swallows a feather..."
The little loach turned its body over again and read the text.
It was not a Buddhist method, but it recorded the method related to space. Although the writing was relatively profound, Qiu Ping vaguely touched something and couldn't help but get addicted to it.
"Ha! Okay, now you can put the condiments."
When the old man saw that the movement outside the pot had subsided, he clapped his hands and said happily.