"Reporting to Lord Long, Lord Changyang has entered Shanhe Pond..." Above the pool, Turtle Changshi and a middle-aged man wearing a robe and a wide face and a square mouth stood suspended in the air.
"Bastard! Didn't I tell you not to mention your name indiscriminately? Now you are attending the banquet in your soul body. Do you think he can't sense it?"
The middle-aged man kicked Turtle Changshi on the shell, knocking him over.
"Yes, yes, I made a humble mistake. Please forgive me, Mr. Long." Turtle Changshi's expression changed and he quickly covered his mouth. He almost forgot about it.
These movers did not come to participate in the Dragon Palace banquet in real form, but entered the Yanhu Lake in the form of souls entering dreams. When the race between humans and gods is over, they will wake up at home.
However, this time there is a great god mixed in among the candidates.
That great god was usually restrained by his physical body, but at this moment he had unfathomable power.
"There were rumors before that your Majesty was about to ascend to heaven and return to his throne, so why are you still stranded on earth?" Long Jun muttered in his mouth, but did not dare to show his dissatisfaction too obviously.
For human gods like them, the appearance of a heavenly god within their jurisdiction would really make them feel like a light on their backs.
"I heard that... the ascension to heaven failed." Turtle Chief Shi said in a low voice as he was well-informed.
"Shit."
Lord Long glanced at the old turtle. If Lord Changyang really wanted to ascend to heaven, he could just wipe his neck. Once his human body loses vitality, his soul will automatically return to power, and he will immediately become the high-ranking Marshal of the Thunder Department.
How could he fail to ascend to heaven? It was just because he had other plans in mind and planned to stay in the human world for a while longer.
But he would not tell Turtle Changshi these words. After all, the Changyang Lord was nearby. If he found out that he was chewing his tongue behind his back, he would probably have his skin and bones ripped apart.
"We don't care whether you ascend to heaven or not. What we have to do is to make you happy. I will operate the mountain and river pool myself in a while. I must let you have a good time." Long Jun walked to the mountain and river pool and used his divine power to This illusory world was instantly under his control.
Lord Long was very depressed. Damn it, aren’t these gods from the Lei Department all reckless? When the war started, each one became more fierce than the other. How come the Generalissimo of Lei Department ran to the world and became a scholar? Isn't this adding trouble to the dragon?
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"Hello, my name is Qiu Ping." Qiu Ping grinned and greeted the other party.
He liked such polite humans.
"In a while, we will form a team to participate in the boat race. Well... Needless to say, my strength is one of the best among the gods... Well, the one in the top ten, I just don't know what your level is like? Qiu Ping looked at the other person up and down and asked in an old-fashioned way.
The man named Shen Changyang in front of him seems to have a good temperament, and his literary level should not be too low.
It would be great if you could take yourself flying.
"I ranked 100th in this provincial examination." Shen Changyang smiled shyly at Qiu Ping and said a little embarrassedly.
Qiu Ping almost spat out a mouthful of water. There were probably only a hundred candidates admitted this year. Could it be that this person was ranked last in the exam?
When it was over, I didn’t expect to find a silver pewter gun tip on the table.
If two rookies come together, wouldn't they have to end up in last place?
If this spreads out, what will other gods think of me? What does He Bo think of himself? The clever and intelligent persona that I had finally established in front of He Bo suddenly collapsed.
"Well, the level is a little bit low, so you can only rely on me in this round. But you don't have to be too discouraged. You are still young. You should work hard in the future." Although he was already very depressed, Qiu Ping still had to be in front of the other party. Maintain the majesty of your own god.
"I'll ask the gods to take care of you for a while." Shen Changyang seemed to feel that he had dragged Qiu Ping down, and he was a little apologetic in his words.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, just try your best." Qiu Ping said casually, unable to lift his spirits at all.
"The race between humans and gods begins now!"
Not long after, Turtle Changshi's voice spread throughout the mountains, rivers and ponds.
In an instant, the surrounding void became distorted, and a ship appeared out of thin air on the calm water.
The big one is like a giant ship, with a sail as tall as a mountain. The smaller one is a sampan boat, which seems to be about to roll over if the wind and waves are slightly stronger.
These ships are manifestations of the laws understood by the gods, because some of the gods have entered the mountains, rivers and pools for the second time. Among them, the one with the most Dao patterns has reached five.
The more Dao patterns there are and the deeper the laws are understood, the bigger the condensed ship will be.
Qiu Ping and Shen Changyang stood on a awning boat. Although this boat could not be said to be the smallest, it was not much bigger.
"Let's go!" Qiu Ping said loudly, raising the somewhat nondescript sail on the awning boat.
Although they were certain to lose this round, Qiu Ping was not in the habit of surrendering without a fight.
Even if you lose, you have to lose at the end.
"Shen Changyang, write a poem quickly." Qiu Ping saw that other ships had already set off. Some were holding up their hands and reciting poems, and the sails of the ships were beating, making the ships move quickly in the water.
In this struggle between humans and gods, laws are the boat and poetry is the oar.
Only by working together can we survive these thousands of miles of waves.
"Um... I'm good at policy making, but I'm not very good at writing poetry." Shen Changyang felt a little embarrassed.
The corners of Qiu Ping's mouth twitched. He even wanted to write poems for the other party. At least he had some poems from his past life in his stomach.
But this is a mountain and river pool. Who knows if Lord Long is watching them. He doesn't dare to cheat so openly.
Seeing that he was feeling sorry for himself, Shen Changyang still managed to hold back a few lines of poetry.
Although Qiu Ping's appreciation of poetry is still at the level of middle and high school, he still feels that it is a bit nonsense.
"Hey, this guy couldn't bribe the examiner, otherwise how could he pass the exam?" Qiu Ping looked at Shen Changyang's good looks and couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"boom."
Just as he was cursing, suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew up out of thin air, instantly inflating the sails on the awning boat, and the boat shot out like an arrow.
They were still lagging behind before, but they rushed to the middle of the pack in an instant.
This sprint made Qiu Ping a little confused, but his expression soon changed drastically, because the wind was too strong, and his small boat couldn't bear it.
The slender mast made a creaking sound and was about to break at any moment, and the hull was also swaying as if it was about to fall apart.
Once the boat breaks down, their race will be over.
Qiu Ping was in a very bad mood and could only use his full strength to operate the law to stabilize the hull.
"Hey, this little loach is too weak." Lord Long above the mountain river pond shook his head. He seemed to have blown the wind a little too hard just now, and almost blew Lord Changyang off the boat.
No, the boat must be made stronger.
