Chapter 19 A Thousand Years of Past
Chapter 19 A Thousand Years of Past
"Haha..., are you the wooden tripod god? Bragging without drafting. This thing has not appeared for hundreds of years. It appears as soon as it falls into my hands. Do you think I will believe it? Come on, what the hell are you? Return my jade card, or my brother will be rude. Wang Qi continued to shout.
"The younger generation now really owes **, or the boy Zhu's appetite for me back then." The original crisp voice was old-fashioned.
Suddenly, the light of the wooden tripod of the god king was blazing, and the green light brightened most of the dark. The flashing green light was like a dreamlike sea tide. Wang Qi could see the countless bright vegetation essences rolled into green one by one with his naked eye and thought of the gathering of the god king's wooden tripod.
Then the direction of the spiritual change condensed on Wang Qi's head and slowly injected from the top of Wang Qi's head, as if a traveler who had been tortured by drought suddenly moistened the breeze with water vapor.
Wang Qi felt comfortable for a while, but with the increasing aura injected, Wang Qi's sense of comfort gradually became difficult. In the end, Wang Qi almost made him feel like the feeling brought by the jade card on the night of the drought seal.
brush——
The gradually violent power washed Wang Qi's body and soul consciousness regardless of the primary and secondary, just like the Monkey King who endured the Tang monk's curse, which was extremely painful.
"I... I believe you. Stop it." Wang Qi roared hysterically.
Although Wang Qi expressed his belief, the movement of the wooden tripod god did not stop because of this, but became more and more intense.
Boom——
Wang Qi felt that the world had turned into an empty white. He felt the convergence of Hesse's energy, felt the tiny essence dedicated by every tree in Hesse, and even saw every inch of the breath of the saplings that were breaking out of the shell in the white rock crack that were eager to break through their shackles.
Thanks to the energy support of the wooden tripod god, Wang Qi actually broke through his shackles and felt the natural power all over the space. Even if he did not personally touch the tall Hesse tree, it seemed to be lying quietly on it and felt his breath of acceptance. Is this the realm of refining the spirit? Question mark Feel the charm of nature and listen to the unique breath of the earth!
"Now... you should believe that I am the wooden tripod god." The words of the wooden tripod god said with a faint pride.
"Believe it, believe it." Wang Qi nodded hurriedly.
Seeing that it was so easy for him to break through the difficulties, Wang Qi quickly picked up his thigh and treated the wooden tripod with a hundred times of enthusiasm.
"I'm really sorry, sister, as you know, there will always be many people pretending to be a god like you. I'm also cautious first and can't let people fall into your reputation, but now I believe that only your means of creating the sky can be a wooden tripod. God." Wang Qi exaggeratedly slapped the flattery of the wooden tripod god. Combined with the jokes of his previous life, he soon became familiar with the wooden tripod god.
"Although you were quite annoying at the beginning, now, you still look quite good. Although you have a lot more bad thoughts than Zhu, you are still quite good at my appetite."
Who is this Zhu boy? Could it be the legendary ancestor of the Instrumental Sect? Wang Qi's eyes slipped and immediately started a small calculation and said, "How can I be compared with my grandfather? I'm just a little disciple of the 38th generation of Qiling Sect."
"Well, don't you want to fool me? When did the Instrument Spirit Sect start to accept monsters as disciples? You are lucky to take off your little skin. The wooden tripod god rudely exposed the road on the spot.
"This... the predecessors don't know that the spirit sect you mentioned has a past history. Now the patriarch of the spirit sect is amazing. He is a generation of demon kings." Wang Qibing explained with the ability to sway.
"Demon King? I don't believe it."
"If you don't believe it, you can feel that the patriarch is now in retreat."
"Well, yes, it's really a very powerful monster, but you said that the demon king is too much. As far as I know, a monster can only be called a demon king if it reaches the realm of the nine-turn master of the human race. Although your suzerain is very strong, there is still a lot of distance from the demon king. However, looking at this agglomeration momentum alone, it is indeed the posture of a demon king to have such momentum in this realm.
The casual words of the wooden tripod god made Wang Qi's heart shaken uninvolutedly, and the nine-turn master! Wang Qi once heard this concept in Gao Shi's mouth that if the realm of the master is already the highest achievement of the secular practitioner, then the nine-turn master is undoubtedly the god of the master. And Xiaohei is actually moving in this direction!
"Bear, I haven't asked you yet. Where did you find my body? If it hadn't happened to meet the God King Mu Ding carrying me, I'm afraid I would never wake up." The wooden tripod god kept talking.
"Oh, I inadvertently got it in the hands of a patriarch of the Devil's Gate. It is said to be the treasure of the Devil's Gate. Unexpectedly, it was the remnants of the predecessor." Wang Qi replied, "I haven't asked how the predecessor's body fell back into the hands of the Devil's Gate?"
Faced with Wang Qi's question, the wooden tripod god seemed to be a little blocked, as if recalling an embony thing she didn't want to mention.
"If it's not convenient for the senior to say, forget it." Wang Qi said knowingly.
"What's the inconvenience? It's just that it's really a little depressing." The wooden tripod god said as if it were fighting spirit.
"Do you know the prestige that boy Zhu won with my help?"
"Of course, I heard that the ancestor defeated countless masters with the help of his predecessors, and the god King Muding once ranked first on the list of magic weapons in the Star Moon Continent."
"If you know this, there is nothing to say. In those years, when we woke up from a deep sleep, our consciousness was as weak and ethereal as it is now. It was the time when countless natural resources and treasures were needed to help me recover.
"I happened to meet the Zhu boy. At that time, the Zhu boy was just a disciple of the spirit sect who went up the mountain to collect medicine. It was rare to meet someone, so I made an agreement with the Zhu boy who went up the mountain to collect medicine, asking him to help me find the heavenly treasures of the Star and Moon Continent and repair my weak consciousness, and I provide him with energy to help him become famous."
"With my support, his reputation is as red as you know."
"But the so-called extreme must be reversed. He himself is not very strong. After all, his qualifications are limited, and he is destined not to have too many achievements on the road of the repairer, which gives others the opportunity to take advantage of it."
"Once we went out to search for treasure, we unfortunately met a suzerain assigned by the demon sect. His strength was unfathomable. In just a hundred moves, he killed Boy Zhu, even with my help."
"Maybe I'm angry with my help, and I don't know what he used to take away the remnants of my divine knowledge, which is the current jade card, and he almost killed my consciousness."
"There is no choice but to abandon my body, escape back to the instrument spiritual sect in the wooden tripod, and fall asleep again, in a state of semi-dead." Muding God said in a gloomy tone here. I think he should have blamed himself for not being able to protect Boy Zhu.
"Oh, that's it. No wonder the body of the predecessor will become the treasure of the devil's door."
"But senior, I don't understand why the devil's guy clearly saw your extraordinary and killed you? It's immeasurable to know the help you can provide." Wang Qi couldn't help asking.
"Well, I especially don't like the smell of that person. His deadness is completely compatible with the breath on my body, and he also killed my hard-working Zhu boy. How can I help him abuse him?"
"So it is." Wang Qi said, "However, senior, I'm sorry for being unreasonable. If you want me to say, you should choose to cooperate with him."
"You want to." Wang Qiyue said more and more vigorously, "In the final analysis, you and Zhu Xiaozi are just a cooperative relationship. To put it bluntly, you just use him to find natural resources and treasures for you. In this case, why not choose the branch suzerain of the stronger demon sect? In this way, you won't sleep for thousands of years.
"However, the guy from the Demon Gate is obviously plotting. How can I cooperate with him?" Although Muding God doesn't know how long he has lived, his thoughts are as naive as a little girl who doesn't know the world. Wang Qi couldn't help feeling dizzy.
"Do you care whether he is a thrifty or not? First of all, the most important thing is that you need to understand what you want? Only then can you decide what you are going to do?"
"Don't you just want to find someone to accompany you to find heaven and earth to restore your strength? And the patriarch of the demon sect must also hope that you can improve his skills. In this way, won't you two just get what you need? In the face of such a simple wooden tripod god, Wang Qi couldn't help preaching.
However, as soon as he said the words, Wang Qi regretted. What did he care about? He hated the Lingzong, but what did he teach to a dead man? He said this to the wooden Ding God. What if he taught her badly?
Next time she can't guarantee that she meets a stronger guy, she will run away with others. Feeling that the wooden Ding gods were thoughtful and seemed to be seriously thinking about the rationality of what he said, Wang Qi couldn't help slapting himself in the face - cheap mouth
"Well, in fact, what I said just now is too much. As a god, you should have your own dignity and position. If you really turn your heart into such cold-blooded and ungrateful, what's the difference between us when we are enlightening? How can we realize the value of our existence? Wang Qi felt that he had to save something. He turned around and said awe-inspiringly.
Although the wooden tripod god was simple-hearted, he was not stupid at all. After listening to Wang Qi's words, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes.
"Listen to what you said before, my heart suddenly opened up. Indeed, I was a little pedantic before. Mutual benefit and win-win is the king's way. What kind of morality do you care about him? As for the righteous and awe-inspiring words said by Wang Qi, the wooden tripod spirit heard it, but praised what Wang Qi said before.
"Nice to meet you. See you next time. Your strength is too low for me.
With that, the god Wang Muding was about to leave. Wang Qi hurried forward and stopped him and said, "Senior, you can't make such a joke. I'm still counting on your guidance, and my strength is also very good. You will definitely see what you want most.
Joke, if it is not easy to get a living fossil of a baby that can infinitely improve himself, how can Wang Qi let go? Wang Qi pleaded at the moment.
"Well, if you dare to remend me, this time it's a lesson for you." Mu Ding said with a little playful taste in the tone of the god.
"I dare not do it again." Wang Qi repeatedly apologized and finally made happy the wooden tripod god again.
"It's almost the same. For the sake of you, I will take you in once, and you will look for natural treasures with me in the future. I'm tired. What's the matter? Let's talk about it when I wake up next time. After the wooden tripod god finished speaking, there was no more noise.
"Hey, in the end, I got a bargain for nothing." Feeling that the wooden tripod god fell into a deep sleep again, Wang Qi lay on the high branch of Hesse and smiled pleasantly, "Thank you very much to the jade cicada."
"Treasure hunt, um, I'm really looking forward to it." Wang Qi looked at the mottled shadow of the tree and looked as if he had grasped a new life goal.