Chapter 70 The second play of the Small Theater of the Underground Palace of the Shaman Temple!
Chapter 70 The second part of the small theater in the underground palace of the Witch Temple!
Wu Tong was shocked in his heart.
After searching through ancient books, he vaguely guessed that the Xi Kingdom might have become famous among the Xia dynasties due to the invention of iron tools. When the iron tools benefited thousands of people, the luck and merits would pour into the Xi Capital and add to its heritage.
This is something that should be done, and it is not surprising at all, but what is puzzling is that this gathering of luck in Xidu came too early, and with the current strength of Xiguo, it is not qualified to gather luck.
As a great witch, Wu Tong is well-informed. He has been to the imperial capital, traveled to all the countries in the four directions, and even set foot in the barbarian wilderness. Looking at it all the way, the weak vassal states and barbarian tribes have no luck, and only the powerful vassal states can
There is a phenomenon of convergence of luck.
And now Xiguo has gathered its luck?
Wu Tong was a little confused, his mind was in a mess, as if something had fallen behind.
Luck is an illusory thing that cannot be controlled, let alone add any strength to the country or the monarch. However, the amount of luck indicates the foundation of a country. The stronger and more prosperous the country is, the richer the luck will be.
Powerful witches and gods can observe the fortune and know the world, just like Yao Yun's previous life, people can judge the comprehensive strength of a country through its gross national product.
Wu Tong is not good at fighting, but he is a great witch who can observe the luck and know the world. In front of his eyes, Xidu's luck is gathering little by little. He is full of doubts, and after the doubts, he is filled with surprises.
"Although I don't know what happened, no matter how you look at it, it is a good thing. The Xi Kingdom is about to rise, hahahahaha, God has eyes!"
Wu Tong, who used to be confused in the past, wept with joy and tears. He followed King Xuan to the remote and desolate land of the Southern Barbarians. He originally came with the pride of doing something big, but after ten years of wasted time and nothing was accomplished, he followed King Xuan.
The disappearance of the past pride is even more dissipated.
Wu Tong felt very sad inside, and his usual optimism and easy-going attitude was just a compromise.
Now that he finally saw hope again, how could Wu Tong not be overjoyed? He didn't understand why the fortunes of Xidu gathered together, but he vaguely guessed that all this must be related to Xi Wangyun.
Wu Tong couldn't help but think of King Xuan and Erye Long.
Ever since Mr. Long returned to Xidu and met the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince seemed to have been transformed. From beating barbarian tribes with four ounces of heavy weight to refining high-quality well salt, from far-reaching layout of the sales of high-quality well salt to rectifying the ghosts of Xidu, and now even refining
The first piece of ironware in the world.
Everything is eye-catching. Even the king has shown extraordinary talent in cultivation. According to this progress, it is really possible for the king to become a real Qi practitioner in the coming year.
All the things that happened in just a few months appeared in Wu Tong's mind like a dream, making people unable to believe that it was true.
"What exactly is Mr. Long hiding? There is nothing in this world that can change a person, but how to explain the changes in the king? Could it be that the king has awakened the bloodline of the divine descendants of the imperial clan and is a born god?"
After Wu Tong was overjoyed, he was extremely confused. Now he finally understood why Uncle Long was so itchy and restless not long ago.
The secret truth was right in front of him, but he had no way of knowing it. This feeling was so uncomfortable that Wu Tong felt like tens of thousands of ants crawling through his body.
Wu Tong paced back and forth in the hall, thinking hard.
"Forget it, let's find Mr. Long and go to the underground palace together to ask Mr. Long again!"
Wu Tong was so itchy that he decided to go to Mr. Long to inquire again, maybe he could get something out of him.
As he was leaving, Wu Tong remembered something and silently recited a mysterious spell. In the blink of an eye, the clouds of luck over Xidu were covered by a mist. Even if they were gods, it would be difficult for the great witch to see them clearly.
After doing this, Wu Tong muttered something: "I almost became an old fool and forgot to hide my luck."
Witch Temple Underground Palace.
Wu Tong and the bald dragon came hand in hand. Halfway through, the bald dragon still couldn't believe it, so he asked: "Second Wu, are you telling the truth? How can luck pour into such a poor place like our Xi country?"
, did you make a mistake, or you, an old boy, fooled me!"
Wu Tong shook his head: "I don't have the time to spare. If it wasn't true, would I have dragged you to find Mr. Long to find out?"
Bald Dragon: "That's right, but my brother's brain has been damaged. He can't stop laughing all day long. The last time I asked him about the crown prince, I almost made this dragon half mad!"
Wu Tong smiled bitterly, with a vague feeling in his heart that he might be in vain this time.
While talking, the two of them came to the pool deep in the underground palace.
Long Er Ye, Long Aotian, was seriously injured and needed to practice meditation and was unable to move around. However, he still had strength as a dragon. When one person and one dragon descended into the underground palace, Long Er Ye noticed it.
When the two of them walked into the pool, sparkling waves appeared in the center of the pool, and a huge faucet broke through the water.
"Brother, Second Elder, why do you have time to see me today?"
The bald dragon said angrily: "You are thinking too much. Brother, I am not in the mood to look at you. Is it Wu Lao Er who wants to ask you something?"
Mr. Long could smile again. Seeing this scene, the bald dragon almost choked to death.
Fortunately, the two dragons did not continue the conversation, and Long Erye turned his attention to Wu Tong.
Wu Tong smiled and said his purpose:
"Just now, I was watching the sky at night and saw the strange sight of the air flowing backwards over Xidu. I was very curious, so I wanted to come and ask Master Long for advice."
Second Master Long was quite surprised, but his expression was fleeting and he said as if nothing had happened: "Second Elder, observing the sky at night, divination and prophecy are your special skills as a witch, why do you come to ask me about this?"
Wu Tong smiled bitterly: "Long Erye, people of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. Do you know that the luck flowing into Xidu is mostly related to the king, oh, it is also related to Shi Ziyun. He invented ironware, which is better than bronze.
It is a better tool and can be widely spread to the world. This is a great contribution to the world, and this is the only way to bring luck and merit to the body."
When Mr. Long heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. Shi Ziyun had indeed comprehended the mystery of the Yellowstone Book of Heaven. This little guy was so humble. It was really interesting. After thinking about it, Mr. Long smiled happily.
That's right, it's the "aunt's smile", with the same original recipe.
The bald dragon who was silently observing from the side felt a little pain in his heart and was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.
Wu Tong saw that Mr. Long did not answer, so he continued:
"It's very strange that Xidu's luck should not have gathered at this time. It seems that some kind of power or great supernatural power has gathered the luck in advance. This is really strange. Second Master, you followed King Xuan on the expedition, did you succeed?
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When Mr. Long heard this, his eyes immediately reflected light. The legendary Yellowstone Book of Heaven had the great power to promote the times. It turned out to be true. Shi Ziyun invented iron tools, and seemed to have mastered the infinite ability to communicate luck and merit.
Having great supernatural powers, doesn’t this confirm the legend one by one?
Thinking of this, Long Erye's "aunt's smile" became even brighter, just like the Bodhisattva in Yao Yun's world, holding flowers and smiling softly, showing compassion!
For a long time, Mr. Long still had an "aunt's smile", and his whole mind was immersed in some kind of fantasy.
Wu Tong and the bald dragon looked at each other, what a ghost!
The bald dragon said helplessly: "Second Wu, I have told you this long ago that his brain is broken and he has a stupid smile all day long."
Wu Tong broke into a cold sweat, "Second Master, please reply."
The atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward for a while.
Wu Tong did not give up, so he continued: "No matter what, Lao Chen and Uncle Long should know some inside stories, otherwise we will have no motivation to continue assisting the little king."
There was another moment of silence.
The bald dragon's teeth were itching in anger, while Wu Tong sighed in disappointment and shook his head, preparing to leave.
Just when one person and one dragon were about to leave, Mr. Long spoke, still with the "aunt's smile" on his face, and said:
"Prince Xuan and us failed, but Shi Ziyun didn't. Before that, we didn't discover Shi Zi's talent, but after that day, Ben Long understood it!"
"What do you understand?" One person and one dragon asked hurriedly.
Mr. Long Erye smiled gently and said: "Young Master Zi Yun is a born god!"