Chapter 459 Immortals

Zhao Laoliu finally didn't throw away the slate. He intuitively told him that the pattern on this slate must have hidden some huge wealth, which made him very reluctant to get the treasure. Seeing that the valuable treasures in the sea had been sold for a lot of money, Zhao Laoliu couldn't help running around to sell what he had in his hand. It's a good price, but no one is looking at it.

"Boss Wang, just look, this is what I fished out of the sea, and it must also be a treasure." Zhao Laoliu shouted to Boss Wang.

Boss Wang waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'm here to collect treasures, not these rags. Are you bored? I said I wouldn't accept it."

Zhao Laoliu was a little angry and had no choice but to throw the stone out. Is it a worthless waste? However, at this time, a young man in simple clothes came slowly, holding a flute in his right hand. The flute was very strange, with a strange pattern of Fufu. It seemed that a peerless beauty was dancing, and the carving was also lifelike. It was not everyone's hand, but it was also a skillful person who could be carved out.

Tianlu bent down and picked up the slate, gave it to Zhao Laoliu, and said, "This is the sculpture needed to worship the sea god in the pre-Qin period. The above is the word "Heaven", which is the language of communication between the royal family and the gods in the pre-Qin period. It has a very noble status among the people. If the people encounter the character of heaven, they will kneel down. Unfortunately, the later emperor burned books and Confucians, Tian Although this stone plate is small, it is a necessity for the sacrifice of the sea god. It is a famous magic weapon in the pre-Qin Dynasty. Now it is a rare collection. It cannot be easily discarded, otherwise it will cause the anger of the gods.

"Nonsense." Boss Wang sneered and said, "What a bullshit, I think it's just a group of ghosts."

"You still have 31 days to live." Tianlu said lightly, "If there is no accident, you will die in a car accident. It will rain heavily in ten minutes, and the thunder may blow you. Be careful."

"Fart, if you don't, will you kneel down for me?" Boss Wang laughed.

"Yes." Tianlu said calmly.

Boss Wang has the intention to see him make a fool of himself, and Zhao Laoliu doesn't know what to do with the slate. He simply stayed to see if what the young man said is true. If it is true, you must believe him, but look up. The sky is cloudless and the sun is shining. How can there be driven by heavy rain? Boss Wang was also very proud, holding a cigarette in his hand and sarcasm from time to time.

Tian Luquan sat on the side of his ear, bowed his head and gently stroked the flute in his hand, and raised a smile at the corners of his mouth. This smile was both happy and nostalgic.

Eight minutes later, dark clouds suddenly rose, and the original blue sky darkened in an instant. The large areas of black clouds kept gathering. Nine minutes later, lightning exploded one after another. Some people complained that they fled in a hurry, while Boss Wang and Zhao Laoliu trembled all over there. Look at the sky. Look at Tianlu in confidence.

It rained heavily, which was also the most shocking moment for the two of them. Because they were very close to Tianlu, they clearly saw that the raindrop would slide down something that seemed to be an invisible barrier when it was almost a centimeter away from his body, and did not wet his clothes at all.

With a click, a huge flash of lightning fell from the sky, right in the middle of a tree behind Boss Wang, and the distance was less than one meter. Boss Wang knelt on the ground trembling with fear. At this time, he dared not believe it, including the fact that he would die in 31 days later.

"Immortal, immortal, please help me, please help me."

Boss Wang kept kowtoing to Tianlu.

And Zhao Laoliu also knelt on the ground in a confused way, holding the slate tightly in his hand, for fear of falling to the ground and causing the anger of the gods.

"I'm not an immortal, and I can't help you." Tianlu said lightly, "Your death is destined. I have no right to change it. You two get up."

Zhao Laoliu carefully got up and stood aside and said, "Don't worry, immortals. I'll offer it when I go back. I will definitely not discard it."

"This slate is not what you can have. Someone will come to you after the rain. You just need to give him the slate." Tianlu got up and said, "As for you, go home and think about the aftermath. If you don't want to suffer after death, then do more good deeds in the remaining 31 days, which is beneficial and harmless to you."

Tianlu quickly disappeared into the rain.

Boss Wang knelt on the ground and cried. What should I do? Only thirty-one days can live.

When the day disappeared for less than a minute, the heavy rain stopped abruptly, the dark clouds dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sun sprinkled on a bright day.

"What the hell is this weather? Just say it and give it back a few minutes." Someone couldn't help cursing.

But the two people here don't have this idea.

Boss Wang packed up and left decadently, while Zhao Laoliu excitedly took the slate back and burned incense. But for an hour, he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside. Zhao Laoliu was clever and hurried to open the door, but he saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door, bowing with his hands and said, "The poor road comes from Kun. Lunshan, there are some things to ask Mr. Zhao.

As soon as Zhao Laoliu heard about Kunlun Mountain, it was a fairy mountain. He was busy opening the door to attract the man who claimed to be a Taoist priest.

"Don't you know the Taoist priest?"

"The poor road is Guangcheng."

Guang Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is hospitable and deserves to be poor. I came to ask Mr. Zhao before today. I heard that you have found a stone slab at the bottom of the sea. I don't know if you can hand it over to the poor road?"

"This is nature, this is nature." Zhao Laoliu nodded quickly, carefully took the slate and said, "A fairy said before that someone would come to me for it. This designation is you. Put it away."

Guangcheng harvested the stone slab and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao has a Taoist fate. In the future, he must be blessed and long-lived."

Guangcheng left after finding the slate.

At this time, on the rooftop of a hotel in Bohai City, Qin Yang sat on the edge of the rooftop with his legs hanging. He didn't care about the height of more than 20 meters and said, "Thousandshou, do you think this move can make those people appear?"

"It's not enough." Thousands of hands shook their heads.

Qin Yang laughed and said, "Taishan tripod reappears in the world. This is only the beginning. After that, it is bound to attract more people's attention. This news will spread all over China in one day, even Europe and America. At that time, there are countless treasures of Jiuding Zhibao. How can Kunlun allow the treasure logistics to fall into the hands of others?"

Qianshou nodded silently and said, "I'm going to prepare. I will start my last action in three days."

"How many chances do you have?"

"Zero."

Qianshou said simply, paused, and said, "That's it, the Qianshou family is going to challenge."

"I hope you can succeed." Qin Yangdao.

Qianshou's body flashed away, while Qin Yang sighed, got up and said, "This world is really troublesome. Tianlu, do you also want to join the fun on the Taishan tripod?

"I'm not interested in Jiuding." Tianlu appeared aside and shook his head and said, "My last mission is to be Tianlu all my life."

"Oh, your life will be long." Qin Yang shook his head and said.

Tianlu didn't say anything.

"I'm not interested in Jiuding either. I'm going to the Tibetan Dimot country recently. How about it? Are you interested in going there? Qin Yang asked.

Tianlu nodded.

Qin Yang smiled and walked to the stairs. Tianlu looked east and said, "As soon as the nine tripods come out, the world will inevitably gather, and those who get the first tripod will inevitably get the other eight tripods. Are you really not interested? If Kunlun gets the Jiuding, you will lose the right to fight with them.

"I can still win without Jiuding." Qin Yang snorted and said disdainfully, "What do those losers know? It's just a group of pretentious clowns."