"It turns out it's you, little loach. What do you think? Judging from your appearance, I should have gotten the opportunity." Lao Ben also saw Qiu Ping and saw that the aura of his body was half red and half white, and he couldn't help but feel...
I envy this kid's shitty luck.
That day at the market, he saw that the loach was very lucky, so he made some calculations and vaguely calculated that Jing Xinghuai would interact with him. With Jing Xinghuai's temperament of writing wherever he went, there was a high probability that he would be...
The other person writes a poem.
Once Jing Xing is favored, this loach will definitely benefit from it.
But who would have thought that Jing Xinghuai not only won the championship, but also suddenly became the sixth Asian leader.
This person is in the first rank among the candidates, and his reputation will inevitably spread throughout Qingzhou. This also makes Qiu Ping's benefits several times greater than expected.
When Qiu Ping heard this, he was secretly surprised. This old clam was so powerful. He had the ability to predict the unknown. He looked like he was even more powerful than He Bo.
"It turns out to be the old gentleman. I went to the market specially a few days ago, but found that the market was empty, so I gave up. Since it is such a coincidence today, I will just give you the incense." Although Qiu Ping felt heartbroken, he saw that the market was empty.
Looking at the old clam's unfathomable expression, he took out twenty strands of incense.
This is all his savings.
Old Ben smiled and reached out to take away the incense, but He Bo slapped his paw and stuffed the incense back to Qiu Ping.
"Little loach, don't listen to this old boy's nonsense. His half-baked fortune-telling skills are inaccurate nine times out of ten. Maybe he saw your recent increase in luck and expected that you might encounter some good things.
Just to fool you."
The old clam flapped its carapace, floated into the air, and followed the flow of the water.
"You should sit tight, we are about to set off." A loud voice came from outside the market, and it was the old clam who was speaking.
After many struggles, the water gods finally arrived inside the palace. When they raised their heads, they could see a pool dozens of miles in length hanging upside down in the sky.
After a cup of tea, in a weir lake five hundred miles away, the water flow surged out of thin air, and an old clam flapped its carapace and appeared here like a butterfly.
"You're not ashamed, old man."
The shrimp inspector quickly turned his pliers into a pair of big hands, and the shrimp shell into a helmet. Chen Jiadun's water god was a carp spirit, so he made a young woman wearing a long skirt with scales on her face.
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Although most of the Water Gods are spirits, they still regard their true nature as vulgar, and most of them need to appear in person in formal occasions.
"This thing is the mountain and river pool, which is where the Dragon King entertains all of you. You will work with me to operate this artifact so that the Dragon King can entertain guests more conveniently."
"Hahaha, then you all can fall asleep." The old clam laughed loudly, and his two hard shells stretched out like a butterfly's wings.
On the wide road, you can see shrimp soldiers and crab generals riding big fish and holding spears everywhere. Each statue has a Taoist tradition of nearly a hundred years.
Although Qiu Ping was at the bottom of the water, he could still see the ripples rippling in the pool and the mountains and rivers vaguely reflected inside, as if the pool contained a complete world.
It is unbelievable that a distance of five hundred miles could be covered in just a moment.
The scale of Longjun Temple far exceeds the imagination of Qiu Ping and others. They are nine-level minor gods. Their temple is only a few acres in size and their houses are only two or three rooms.
The majesty of Shinto is vividly displayed at this moment, everything is like a dynasty in the human world. If the status is higher, there is a huge difference in status.
He even saw the flying fish with two legs and the frog spirit with a Mediterranean hairstyle.
"We're here now?" The shrimp inspector on the side scratched his head with two large pliers. He had been to Yanhu Lake before and was quite familiar with the environment here.
Even if Qiu Ping and others are led by He Bo, they still have to go through layers of inspections.
Even though Qiu Ping has an out-of-touch personality, he was quite nervous when he arrived here.
But it was precisely this that made him very surprised.
Although the Dragon Lord Palace in front of you looks majestic, it still has a sense of craftsmanship and pretentiousness.
The palaces here actually stretch for dozens of miles. The palaces are lined up one after another. The top of each roof is inlaid with luminous pearls the size of a human head. They shine brightly in the somewhat gloomy water bottom, like endless stars in the universe.
"Watching the Qingming Festival from a distance by the river, the east wind is a thousand miles away and a dream is far away, hahahaha, I'm going to go!"
Thanks to Qiu Ping's visit to the heaven, the scale and shape of the palaces in the heaven are a hundred times more majestic and glorious than the Dragon Lord Palace, and they contain even more majestic momentum.
Lao Bang laughed aloud, not feeling embarrassed at all by being exposed. It was obvious that he had done this kind of thing many times, specifically to deceive those Shinto novices.
He Bo glared at Lao Ben, his beard curled up and down, obviously he couldn't understand his behavior.
"Why don't you hurry up and take us to the Dragon King's Palace?" He Bo urged Lao Ben.
"Come with me, everyone will transform into a god-like body, and don't show your true identity." He Bo adjusted his clothes and said to everyone.
Such a posture is not very comfortable for them, but in order to cater to the aesthetics of the above, they can only follow the instructions.
"This is the dream world of the old clam. He has the bloodline of a mirage. Everything in it seems real and fake, real and fake." Seeing that Qiu Ping and several other gods had doubts on their faces, He Bo explained.
When they arrived at their destination, the old clam shook its carapace, and everyone fell from the void into the water.
The other water gods changed their appearance one after another to make themselves look more like humans.
His carapace flipped over and disappeared directly on the spot. Everything was like a dream and there was no way to figure it out.
Qiu Ping and others only felt that their bodies were floating, as if they were falling into a dream. In a trance, he had appeared in a market. The layout of this place was the same as that of the underground river market, and there were many other things in it.
The spirits are setting up stalls and calling for business.
Qiu Ping was shocked. It turned out that the market he had been going to before was actually a dream created by this old clam. He had never noticed anything unusual.
"You must remember that there are mountains and rivers in this pool. You can try to understand the laws and authorities in it, which will be of great benefit to your priesthood." He Bo's expression also became serious, and he whispered to everyone.
The laws of the real world are hidden and the mysteries are not revealed. Although the gods can control authority, all the power of authority comes from the Shinto system. Once out of this system, nothing will be left.
But in the mountains, rivers and ponds, there is a world that is still gestating, and everything inside is not complete yet. It is very convenient to understand the laws and authority, and as many things as you can understand are your own and do not belong to the Shinto system.
On weekdays, they want to use this thing, but Long Jun is reluctant to part with it, because Long Jun also wants to use this thing to step into a higher rank.