Seeing that it was almost exciting, Wang Ping stopped stimulating him any more.
If Yuan Shi is really pissed off and has a decisive battle with him that lasts for hundreds of years, Wang Ping will have a headache.
After waiting for a while, Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Hongyun also arrived at Kunlun Mountain.
At this point, some of the famous strong men from the prehistoric times have generally arrived.
"I'd like to ask, but Brother Ping is a fellow Taoist from Xia Dongyue."
Just when Wang Ping was wondering whether he should take out the gourd and discuss with everyone the distribution of the banana fans when they were born, a figure walked up to Wang Ping.
Behind the figure, there was also a handsome man with an unattractive face, who glared angrily at Wang Ping from time to time.
"Dongyue?"
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment and curiously looked at the man in front of him.
He is tall, has a calm expression, strong eyes and some beard, giving him a very masculine look.
As for the figure behind the man, there is no doubt that he is the handsome and effervescent Prince Dong.
"Yes, it's me. Do you want to avenge your ugly brother?"
Wang Ping nodded and glanced at Duke Dong, with a trace of ridicule on his lips.
Brother Ping, I'm saving you. Don't regret it if you don't hear it.
Hongjun initially chose Dongwanggong and Xiwangmu to take charge of the immortals, not because they were highly cultivated, but because they had good images.
If Dongwanggong no longer looks like this, Hongjun may choose someone else. In this way, Dongwanggong will not be killed by Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun later.
"No, I'm bringing my incompetent brother to apologize to fellow Taoists."
Dong Yue smiled and shook his head, not paying attention to Wang Ping's words, calling Dong Wang ugly.
It's just that Dongyue doesn't care, but Duke Dongwang is very angry.
"Nonsense, I am the most handsome man in the world. You are obviously jealous of me. You lied to me before and wanted to ruin my appearance."
"Brother, don't talk nonsense to him, take revenge on me and beat him to death."
Duke Dong shouted and glared at Wang Ping angrily.
Dongyue, who had a dark face, turned around and slapped Dong Wanggong on the back of his head.
If this stupid brother, I'm afraid he's not a tiger, can beat him, who cares? Even Daozu's disciples have swallowed their anger.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't mind. My brother's head was bitten by a ground-eating pig before, so he's not very smart."
After drawing Dongwanggong's Dongyue, he looked at Wang Ping with a smile.
The speechless Wang Ping waved his hand: "Forget it, let him and I argue. I mean it well and he doesn't take it seriously, so forget it."
Ignoring Dongyue again, Wang Ping walked towards Ancestor Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi.
As expected of good buddies, the two of them even stood together.
Wang Ping took out the red gourd and threw it into the hands of Ancestor Hongyun.
"Lao Hong, Lao Zhen, when you grab the banana fan, follow my arrangements."
The stunned Ancestor Hongyun looked at the red gourd in his hand with a dumbfounded expression on his face, and did not hear Wang Ping's words.
At this moment, he raised his head and said blankly: "Brother Ping, what did you say?"
"I said listen to me when you grab the banana fan. Why, are you so excited to get the gourd?"
Looking at Ancestor Hongyun with a smile, Wang Ping joked.
Ancestor Hongyun heard this clearly and nodded quickly: "Absolutely."
Then he looked at the gourd in his hand and said uncertainly: "Brother Ping, did you give me this gourd?"
"The gourd is already in your hands, can it still be fake? If you don't want it, let it go to the old town."
Wang Ping is funny. The ancestor of Hongyun is still a pauper, and the gourd is a treasure to him.
Ancestor Hongyun was overjoyed after being confirmed. While thanking Wang Ping, he hugged the gourd tightly, as if he was afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would snatch it away.
"Tongtian, I'll give you this cyan one. Do you know how to refine weapons? If you don't know how to refine weapons, will my brother refine it for you?"
Wang Ping took out another gourd and threw it to Tongtian.
But he suddenly remembered that Tongtian was said not to be very good at refining weapons.
After thinking about it, Wang Ping, who found it troublesome, simply pointed at Tongtian's eyebrows and passed on Xuantian's weapon refining technique.
After all, he is the eldest brother, so he has no reason to refine his own weapons, so he can pass on the methods and let Tongtian figure it out on his own.
Passing on one is also a pass, and two are also passed on. Wang Ping then passed it on to Ancestor Hongyun.
"This, Brother Ping, I can't thank you enough for your kindness. I, Hongyun..."
Hongyun, who had obtained the weapon refining method, was shocked and looked at Wang Ping gratefully.
Waving his hand, Wang Ping looked at Tongtian and Hongyun, stretched out his hand and made a silencing gesture.
"Shh, keep it a secret. Don't tell anyone who asks."
The two looked solemnly and nodded solemnly.
Many people saw the scene happening here, and they never expected that before the Banana Fan was born, Wang Pingfen Gourd arrived first.
For a time, many people were eager and greedy.
Ancestor Hongyun and Tongtian, who felt everyone's gaze, hurriedly put the gourd away.
"Hmph, whoever dares to rob must first weigh his own weight."
Tongtian snorted softly, and his murderous eyes swept across the crowd who were looking at them fieryly.
Wang Ping laughed. His own Tongtian younger brother was so domineering that no one else was allowed to see him.
"Fellow Taoist, when you took the gourd away, you said..."
At this time, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and some other powerful men came over.
Wang Ping smiled and said: "Count it, I'll give you one."
Wang Ping took out the orange gourd and handed it to Di Jun.
Di Jun was stunned for a moment and hurriedly thanked him. He didn't expect Wang Ping to be so cheerful, and his liking for Wang Ping greatly increased.
"There are four left. I keep one for myself, so there are three left."
Xiaoyinyin looked at the others, and Wang Ping deliberately took out the yellow gourd and shook it.
Fuxi was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "What do you mean? You took this gourd from our brother and sister."
"Why are you excited? I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. Miss Nuwa is so beautiful. Of course my brother Ping won't bully her."
Wang Ping chuckled and handed the yellow gourd to Nuwa, whose face was slightly red next to Fuxi.
Fuxi, who had a dark face, grabbed the gourd and said angrily: "Get out of here, don't have any bad ideas. I'll be planning something bad as soon as I see you."
"Ah, believe it or not, Brother Ping, I whipped you. You even took the gourd and said bad things about my brother Ping. How can you be like this?"
Staring at Fuxi angrily, Wang Ping pretended to hit him.
Fuxi hurriedly stepped away and hummed: "One code is the same. Anyway, you are not serious. Stay away from my sister. Also, don't call her little sister."
Angry, Wang Ping kicked him away, "What the hell is this Fuxi? If he hadn't known that you would be reincarnated as one of the Three Emperors of the Human Race, I wouldn't be able to kill you."
The yellow gourd went out, and now Wang Ping only had two gourds left in his hand.
One is the purple gourd snatched from Taishang, and the other is the green gourd snatched from Yuanshi.
"Your Majesty, I will give you the purple gourd, but I want you to help me grab the banana fan."
Holding the purple gourd, Wang Ping looked at the Supreme Being and made a condition.
Frowning his brows, the Supreme Master said, "What if I don't agree?"
"I won't give you the gourd, but I will grab the banana fan on my own."
Without thinking, Wang Ping took the lead directly.
Zhunti on the side rushed to speak: "Fellow Taoist, give the gourd to our fellow disciples, and we will help you grab the banana fans."
Wang Ping rolled his eyes, wondering why there was this guy everywhere.
He suspected that with this guy's face, he wouldn't help grab the banana fan if the gourd was given to him, and he might even help others deal with him.
After a moment of silence, the Supreme Master said: "Okay, but I want the remaining two gourds. I don't want them in vain. I will ask Junior Brother Yuanshi not to fight for the banana fans with you."
"Okay, it's settled."
Wang Ping showed a hint of joy in his eyes and said without hesitation.
