Chapter 208 The birthday ceremony is coming, one after another
The little seven went crazy and had fun, one big and one small, lying on the ground with different turtle shells on their backs.
"Your health is not good. You can't even carry your back. You are worse than a little baby." The old turtle looked at Xiao Qi's play with a smile on his face, but he was quite dissatisfied with Qin Yang.
Qin Yang's face turns green, am I not feeling well?
In the same realm, I guess there is no monk who is physically stronger than him.
However, thinking of the old turtle's true form before, Qin Yang pinched his nose and could not refute. Compared with the old turtle, they are probably in the same realm, and there is a huge difference in strength and body.
"Let's go, Xiaoqi, play with me." The old turtle hugged Xiaoqi, and Xiaoqi didn't push him away. Instead, he happily carried a small emerald-green turtle shell on his back and jumped into the sea together to play.
"The old turtle is just so out of tune. If you are virtuous, you can get used to it. However, the turtle shell he shed is an extremely precious treasure. The turtle shell he shed for the first time is given to Xiao Qi. It has the best spirituality.
The defense is also high. The piece given to you should have been shed last time, so you must refine it carefully." Grandma Cangyu noticed Qin Yang's embarrassment and explained with a smile.
Qin Yang nodded helplessly, a little confused.
Is it true that he has no experience at all? If he feels it a little now, he can realize the preciousness of this turtle shell.
However, it also confirmed some of the previous guesses. In addition to having the blood of Biyi, the old turtle really also has a trace of the blood of the black turtle.
Only black turtles, which are as big as mountains, can shed their shells again and again like a giant python.
Although the Black Turtle bloodline carried by the old turtle is not high, it can definitely be regarded as a descendant. After all, only the descendants of the Black Turtle can shed their shells.
Calculating the time, the old turtle's bloodline is not pure, and it is not as good as the black turtle that sheds its shell every ten thousand years, but it sheds its shell once every thousand years. This turtle shell is also an extremely precious treasure.
The pure protective power of head-to-head confrontation is enough for him to withstand the attacks of monks who are a level higher than himself.
Grandma Cangyu left happily, not caring about Qin Yang who was lying on the ground.
Qin Yang sighed softly, still reluctant to part with this treasure. He stretched out his hand to grab the turtle shell and used his skills to pick it up and refine it.
As soon as he thought about it, the turtle shell continued to shrink, submerged into the body, and disappeared. Only the torso was covered with a layer of cyan tattoos with turtle shell patterns.
The turtle shell disappeared, and the bloodthirsty worms in the black pot behind seemed to smell the scent of flesh and blood close at hand, and began tossing again.
Qin Yang had an idea, and after a little experiment, it turned into a three-foot-long bloodthirsty worm. When it hit the back, it only made a tinkling sound and was unable to break the defense at all.
"Hey, my defense is absolutely invincible within the same level." Qin Yang couldn't laugh or cry, his expression was gloomy, he was a turtle shell and a scapegoat.
Even if the Shenhai cultivator could stab him to death with one sword, he would admit it.
I tried to stand up slowly. Although the weight was still very heavy, it was less than half the weight just now. You don't need to think about it to know that the protective power of this turtle shell is probably directly proportional to the weight.
Except for Xiao Qi's turtle shell, the turtle shells that the old turtle shed later should all have this kind of virtue.
"Boss, come and give it a try?" Qin Yang suppressed his embarrassment, felt a sudden surge of security, felt a little swollen, and raised his eyebrows at the orange cat.
The orange cat curled his lips and disappeared in an instant.
"Pa..." The turtle shell on Qin Yang's body appeared again, and his whole body was instantly pressed to the ground.
A light of fire suddenly appeared on the turtle shell, and the orange cat returned to the same place and looked at his paws.
Qin Yang sensed for a moment that there was only a thin white mark on the turtle shell, which was not damaged at all. Moreover, this was the defensive power of the turtle shell itself.
Involuntarily, the awkward feeling in my heart was put aside, and I smiled happily, touching the turtle shell with joy.
It's ugly, a little bit ugly, but it's really a good baby.
The orange cat couldn't stand Qin Yang's swollen appearance. As soon as his body swayed, Qin Yang had a blood stain on his forehead, and the blood slowly oozed out.
Qin Yang's expression froze and he touched his forehead, feeling quite frustrated.
"Boss, did you do it on purpose? It's not like I didn't know and couldn't protect my head!"
Whether he has a real turtle or not, he can't retract his neck into the turtle shell instantly. Besides, he just picked up the refining and wants to use it smoothly. It's still early. This thing cannot be used by three yuan monks at all.
It's just a kid playing with a machete. How can he possibly pull off any tricks? He just needs to save his life at the critical moment.
The orange cat was floating in the air with its hands in its arms, feeling quite proud.
"Boss, if you can, make me bleed all over my face!" Qin Yang rolled his eyes, laughed cheerfully, and glanced at Xiao Qi, who was playing crazy in the sea.
The orange cat's expression froze, and he reluctantly floated over, licked his paw, and applied it to the wound on Qin Yang's forehead. The thin wound instantly returned to its original state.
"Let's do Miss Ao's eyes too." Qin Yang pointed at Ao Wanqing, whose eyes were covered with black cloth.
Ao Wanqing stiffened, seemingly surprised, and quickly pulled off the black cloth covering her eyes regardless of the orange cat's care.
The orange cat blew his beard without looking at it.
Qin Yang sighed: "Look, Xiao Qi was given a big gift, so you can't just blind her eyes."
In fact, Qin Yang had planned to persuade Orange Cat before. Grandma Cangyu never mentioned this matter. Naturally, she knew Orange Cat very well and knew that Orange Cat could not be persuaded.
After inheriting family ties, you can't really ignore it. Grandma Cangyu is kind and caring. Qin Yang can feel it clearly. She really treats him as her nephew. She is also sincere to Xiao Qi, even if she takes care of her heart and soul.
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As for Lao Gui, he went to the Lingtai Holy Sect for the first time when they met. Although he didn't know the details, the Lingtai Holy Sect was definitely not good enough. He was given a big gift later, and he couldn't take it for granted, both emotionally and rationally.
They don't ask for anything in return, and there is nothing that they need to repay.
Now it's just a matter of persuading the orange cat, it's not a big deal.
The orange cat dismissed it and didn't care at all. Qin Yang pointed at Xiao Qi.
"I'll let Xiao Qi touch you later and pat your head three times!" Qin Yang raised his finger with a solemn look on his face.
The orange cat raised its head, stared, and immediately assumed a surrender posture, stretching out its two front paws, revealing its sharp claws.
"Okay, ten strokes in total!"
The orange cat smiled brightly, squinted its eyes, turned its head with a smile, opened its mouth and spat, spitting all over Ao Wanqing's face.
The thick saliva covered Ao Wanqing's face, but she was filled with surprise and quickly reached out to wipe the saliva into her eyes.
Within a moment, the blinded eye completely recovered, and the bleeding wound also returned to its original condition.
"Thank you, Mr. Ju, for your large number, and thank you, Mr. Qin." Ao Wanqing smiled slightly and bowed.
This time, I really sincerely thank Qin Yang. These days, when I hear Grandma Cang Yu talk about the events of those years, she mentions the glorious deeds of the Orange Cat many times.
These words are somewhat meant to compliment the orange cat, but the orange cat does not accept this.
Ao Wanqing also naturally knew that the big boss in front of him was not easy to mess with. At least Grandma Cangyu and Lao Gui never took the initiative to persuade him.
With his status as a boss and his position in the Hai Clan, Ao Wanqing made the mistake first, so he was lucky that he didn't die.
When Ao Wanqing wanted to say a few more words, she saw Qin Yang's eyes shining and he hugged the orange cat's neck.
"Boss, we are old friends. After eating so much from me, and with Xiaoqi's incident, I want you to drink some saliva. Isn't it too much?" Qin Yang laughed, holding a jade bottle, and put it on the orange
The front of the cat's mouth.
"Boss, we are our own people. You fill this jade bottle with your saliva. Next time Xiao Qi will get something to eat, I will let Xiao Qi share your order. Is that interesting?"
The orange cat fell into deep thought.
Ao Wanqing next to her looked stiff and was completely confused.
Just watching Qin Yang brainwash the orange cat non-stop, and then haggling for a long time, he touched his head five times and divided the food twice to reach a deal.
The orange cat's mouth was facing the jade bottle, and when he spat, a large ball of saliva fell into the jade bottle.
Then, the orange cat became confused.
A mouthful of saliva is as big as a fist, but there is only a thin layer in such a small jade bottle with a height of three inches...
"Boss, you must keep your word." Qin Yang squinted his eyes and slowly stuffed the jade bottle into the orange cat's arms.
Seeing the confused expression on the orange cat's face, I suddenly felt relieved.
This jade bottle can't hold a lake of water, but it can also hold a dozen large tanks. Let this guy put on this stinky face all day long and show off his face to others every day. If he is allowed to do his job, it will be difficult for him.
die.
If we don't let him spit until he foams at the mouth today, it won't be over.
"Boss, if you don't keep your word, don't blame me for turning around and saying bad things about you!" Qin Yang threatened.
The orange cat made a bitter face, held the jade bottle and began to spit.
After vomiting for a long time, there is still a thin layer inside the jade bottle. I don’t know how long it will take to fill it up.
Qin Yang walked out staggeringly with eight-character steps.
It was originally speculated that the only way for the orange cat to remove that magical power was by doing it himself, but now it seems that the thing that removes that magical power is the orange cat's saliva. No wonder he had to lick it every time before.
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Since its saliva is a good material, there is no telling when it will be used in the future.
Take the opportunity to get more, and the orange cat won't be fooled next time.
After all, if you can break that miraculous non-healing miracle, you might be able to break other things as well.
You can try it in the future. If it is true, you can use it as a treasure to wash away negative states.
If the positive status can be washed away, the orange cat's saliva will be of high value.
Qin Yang was in a good mood, said hello to Grandma Cangyu, and left the flower boat.
After landing ashore and arriving at the nearest city, Qin Yang thought of Chen Youda and wondered what had happened to this weak second generation ancestor recently.
It's a pity that Qiu Sheng's vest has been taken off now, and the other party no longer recognizes him. It's better not to get close, so as to avoid dragging down this guy again when a big thing happens.
Entering the city, there was a hustle and bustle. The thousand-year birthday of Master Xuantian was approaching, and there were many people coming and going here.
The entire Huliang, large and small sects, have recently sent people to Chenghaizhou to celebrate the upcoming birthday banquet.
There are still many people who are just waiting to fish in troubled waters and wait to see if the bells ring during the birthday banquet.
If the bell does not ring by then, Huliang will definitely be in chaos. The status of the Xuantian Holy Sect and the first Holy Sect in Huliang will be unstable, and the resource allocation from top to bottom will inevitably undergo a reshuffle.
Even though this process will not be accomplished overnight, the beginning must definitely start with the small sect below.
Therefore, there is no reason why the people below should not be nervous.
Qin Yang walked through the crowd and found a restaurant. He watched people coming and going on the street and listened to the bragging of people inside and outside the restaurant.
It's a pity that after listening for a long time, I didn't hear any news about the Saint of Lingtai. Think about it, it has been a few months. Besides, the matter of Saint of Lingtai is not really breaking news here.
As for the news from the Lingtai Holy Sect, I guess it hasn't come through yet, and I haven't heard anyone talking about it.
But I heard a lot of other things...
The new Lingtai Saint Son Lin Chiqing has arrived in Chenghaizhou. It is said that this person also has a special physique. He is already in the Shenhai stage at less than forty years old, and has practiced the Three Yang Kai Tai method of the Lingtai Saint Sect.
He is humble, powerful and has a good reputation.
The new face of the Demonic Stone Sect is the young Holy Son Hua Lian, who has always been in the limelight with the Demonic Stone Sect. He has also advanced to the Divine Sea, and the Blood and Sweat Treasure Body has also vigorously explored its potential.
After arriving in Chenghai Prefecture, Hua Lian fought with Lin Chiqing. The fight was in the dark, and the outcome of both sides was unknown. However, someone saw it from a distance, and the phantom of an ancient blood-thirsty elephant appeared, and it was fierce.
The energy can be clearly felt even from dozens of miles away.
In addition, Xuantian Holy Sect's recent arrest and arrest activities have been reduced by most. Except for some people who come to cause trouble, there are basically no big actions, which makes many people suspicious.
There are all kinds of messy news flying around, but not much of it is valuable.
Qin Yang sipped his wine, but it was pleasant to hear. It was foreseeable that dragons and snakes would dance wildly next in Chenghaizhou.
Just as he was enjoying listening to the bragging and spanking, Qin Yang felt something in his heart and looked along the window towards the street below.
I saw an old man with gray hair and chicken skin, wearing a dark red robe, with a gloomy face, passing by below with a few juniors.
Qin Yang was slightly startled and secretly wondered.
Elder Xu Shen of Wuliang Taoist Academy, why is he here?
Back then, Xu Shen also appeared in the Yinhuai Ghost Tomb. At that time, he had a fight with the Duole Ghost King, which was the beginning of the subsequent events.
In the team, besides Xu Shen, there are a few others who look familiar. They are all disciples of Wuliang Taoist Academy, and they are all seed players.
This made Qin Yang a little surprised. He randomly chose a city to enter, and it turned out to be the place where Wuliang Taoist Academy settled...
Xu Shen led his people through the city in a swaggering manner, and everyone along the way took the initiative to get out of the way, suppressing the original noise.
Qin Yangzheng was wondering why Wuliang Taoist Temple was so powerful in Chenghaizhou when he heard people say it.
"Who is this? Such a strong evil spirit..."
"The evil spirit of the fart, Wuliang Taoist Temple is far away from our city, Haizhou. How can they have the right to dominate here? This is because the ancestor of Wuliang Taoist Temple died suddenly."
Qin Yang listened to a few sentences and secretly pondered the words "died suddenly".
Ancestor Wuliang actually died, and he didn’t end his life...