Qiu Ping suddenly couldn't understand the world, the progress of understanding the laws of the evil sect, the nonsense poems of the evil sect, and the first place of the evil sect.
"Is it possible that I am the son of destiny? That's right, I am also a time traveler after all. It seems that I am not the protagonist of the mortal stream, I am the protagonist of Shuangwen." Suddenly there was a little excitement in his heart, and his waist that had been hunched over also Straightened up a bit.
If I were to write a novel about my own experience, wouldn't it be called "I Can't Become a Well God, I Have to Become a Saint"?
Qiu Ping feels that his luck is too good. Although his qualifications are not good, his destiny is really good.
Turtle Changshi was leading the way for the two of them. If he knew what Qiu Ping was thinking, he would definitely spit in his face.
You kid really wants to eat shit. You are just a sidekick. If it weren’t for Changyang Lord, do you think I would pay attention to you?
Qiu Ping and Shen Changyang were sitting in a chariot-style carriage. In front of them were three huge finless porpoises, moving quickly through the mountains, rivers and ponds.
Turtle Chief Shi led the way. Although his body was a turtle, his speed of movement was not satisfactory at all.
They are going to the Dragon Lord's treasure house to get the treasure now. Otherwise, they will say that they are the Dragon Lord. This is so efficient, and they won't waste a moment.
The only thing that Qiu Ping regretted was that after the race between humans and gods, his understanding of the laws quickly faded away. Those extra mysteries that entered his brain were withdrawn again, and only a small part remained.
In the end, the Dao lines on his tail degenerated from nine to three, just one more than at the beginning.
A strong feeling of emptiness came over him, and the whole fish was tasteless.
"Wow."
Suddenly, the chariot rushed out of the mountain river pool, and Qiu Ping's half-human, half-dragon appearance instantly changed, returning to the appearance of a three-foot-long boy.
As soon as he entered the real world, invisible oppressive forces surged toward him from all directions, and his body suddenly became heavier, as if the gravity had suddenly increased several times.
Sluggish, clumsy, slow.
It took him a while to get used to it again.
The world in the mountains, rivers and pools is somewhere between true and false, similar to the low-latitude world, because the energy level of the world is so low that even if he is just a small god, he can hardly feel the pressure when entering his body.
Now back to the real world, everything has been restored to its original state.
"Ahead is the Dragon Lord's Treasure House. You two can go in. You are only allowed to stay inside for an hour, so don't waste your time." Turtle Changshi led the two of them to an empty space in the Dragon Lord's Hall. He took out a gold The talisman was thrown into the void.
The surrounding water curtain was torn open, and a conch shell as big as a house appeared in front of them.
This snail shell does not look like the remains of a living thing, but rather like some kind of metal work of art. It is bright silver in color and is inlaid with various colored gems. It is extremely gorgeous.
Qiu Ping's eyes widened. How much is this worth?
Don't say that it is useless for gods to ask for money. He is not a god like those ghosts. He has a physical body to rely on and needs to practice.
And to practice is to burn money.
The two of them walked to the mouth of the shell, as if they were walking down a spiral staircase and entering the treasure house.
It is obvious that some kind of space magic has been cast inside this shell. The space inside is hundreds of times larger than the outside world, and it feels vast at first glance.
Various strange treasures are suspended in the space, shining brightly, and at a glance, they are as bright as stars.
Qiu Ping looked up at these treasures. Even if he struggled for a hundred years, he couldn't afford any of them.
For the first time, he felt the trouble of happiness. What was happy was that there were too many treasures in front of him. What was troublesome was that there were too many treasures in front of him, but he could only choose one.
"This orb looks good, like a very powerful magic weapon." Qiu Ping held an orb in his hand and refused to let go. He had the blood of a golden thread dragon loach and could resist such a shiny thing. The force is very weak.
But soon, he saw a spiritual grass that looked like a dandelion, surrounded by light wind.
As soon as he got close, there was a strong medicinal fragrance, which lifted his spirits.
Qiu Ping was so confused that he didn't recognize any of the treasures inside. The conscience of heaven and earth, he is just a little country god, a loach in the underground river, how could he have the opportunity to come into contact with so many high-end goods.
No wonder people often say that real dragons are rich. The fifth-grade dragon king has such a profound heritage. The treasures owned by the dragon kings of the four seas and some dragon gods in the sky are simply unimaginable.
Shen Changyang on the side looked very calm, picking and choosing among the treasures, and even after a long time, he didn't sleep a wink.
"Wow, what a big coral."
Qiu Ping climbed onto a rockery-sized coral. The entire coral was blood red in color and densely covered with a large number of golden dots. It looked very beautiful.
Among so many treasures, this was by far the most exciting to him.
There’s no other reason, it’s just big!
If you don't know these treasures, you can't go wrong by picking the biggest ones. Even if they are weighed by kilograms, they can be sold for a lot of money.
Qiu Ping made up his mind and hugged the huge coral tightly and refused to let go.
Shen Changyang walked around and picked up a piece of jade from among the many suspended treasures.
The jade was carved into the shape of a fish's dorsal fin, and the workmanship was so fine that even each fin spine was clearly visible.
But no matter how beautifully it is made, it still seems to be just a common object, showing nothing unusual.
After the two of them finished selecting, a ray of light enveloped them and took them out of the treasure house.
Turtle Changshi came over quickly, his eyes sweeping over the two people calmly.
The first time he glanced at Qiu Ping, who was hugging the coral tree and refused to let go, his heart dropped halfway. What a stupid boy, he only took one blood coral. Although this thing is very large, its overall value can only be considered average in the treasure house.
When his eyes quietly fell on Shen Changyang's hand, his heart dropped to the bottom.
As expected, people should not take chances too much. Changyang Lord has already entered the treasure house, so it is impossible to just take a worthless treasure.
This is an innate bone. It seems to be the innate bone of the water tribe. For the spirits who practice the way of monsters and monsters, this object is the supreme treasure.
The Dao of Demonic Beasts is all about purifying blood and constantly returning to your ancestors. As long as your ancestor's blood is high enough, theoretically the purity of your ancestor's blood is your upper limit.
But the role of innate bones is to help you break the upper limit of your ancestors, inject a hint of possibility into your bloodline to step into a higher level, and give you the opportunity to reach the height that can only be achieved by those innate beings nurtured by heaven and earth.
Turtle Changshi himself is a demon beast. He has been working for Lord Long for hundreds of years, but he has never been gifted with such an innate bone.
