"Boom."
[Tianyu Yuan Yuan Furnace] suddenly turned red, and one side of lifeless scales like pig iron was surrounded by heavy firelight.
However, this thing is much stronger than those spiritual mines.
Even if the stove is turned on to the maximum, the scales still show no tendency to melt.
But Qiu Ping had already experienced the hardness of this thing before, and he couldn't leave any mark on it even if he bit it with his teeth.
He still didn't believe in evil, so he tried it again with the [One-line Heavenly Sword].
Even the space has obviously been cut with gaps, but this piece of reverse scale just lies between the gaps, as if you can do anything to me.
The little loach was so fed up with milk that it let the [Tian Loach Tempering Yuan Furnace] bake its scales desperately while using all the means at its disposal. All its mana was almost exhausted, but the scales Still unmoved.
"No more!"
The little loach fell to the ground and lay sprawled on the bottom of the water.
The fire in the stove also went out in an instant, and the scales inside flew out with a "pop", bounced on his forehead, rolled a few times, and lay at his feet.
"Ouch, forget it."
Qiu Ping rubbed his head and turned his hand to place the [Celestial Loach Tempering Yuan Furnace] on the Ancestral Dragon's Inverse Scale.
Besides being hard, I don't know what other functions this thing has. It can only be used temporarily to pad the corners of the stove.
Qiu Ping packed everything up, slung the treasure gourd around his waist, and strode into the passage between the two realms.
When he arrived at the entrance of the transportation department, looking at the increasingly crowded crowd, he nodded secretly in his heart.
Under his hard management, the Ninth Transportation Department has become more and more prosperous. Based on this political achievement, my superiors will probably give me a promotion.
"Hello, Your Majesty!"
Qiu Ping was strolling around the gate of the city. When the loach soldiers passed by, they all shouted greetings at the top of their voices.
"Not bad, very energetic!"
Qiu Ping nodded with satisfaction. He is indeed a good son of our Nilo family. They are all full of energy and energy.
It's just that...the strength is a bit lacking.
Nowadays, among all the loaches, the strongest ones are only Qiu Yi and the others. But they haven't fully connected to the meridians, let alone touched the edge of the ancestral orifice.
This is the level they only reached after they all joined the ranks and were eating official meals.
Because yamen in various places train Taoist soldiers, the meals for these loach soldiers are purchased according to the standards of shrimp soldiers and crab generals on weekdays.
But the qualifications of these loaches are really poor, and eating so many good things has not improved their strength much.
"Isn't it a coincidence? I happen to have a can of dragon's blood. If I find an opportunity to mix it into the Tao soldiers' fish food in batches, it should be of some benefit to them. If it's not enough, I will go to the Dragon Clan this time to try to find a way to do it again. Bring back some jars."
Qiu Ping secretly pondered in his heart, considering that my friendship with the Dragon Clan has broken bones and connected tendons, it wouldn't be too much to let some dragon blood go too far.
The dragon blood of these young dragons has no effect on him, but diluting it is just right for these loach soldiers.
Our loach's qualifications are a bit low, but as long as we have an unyielding heart and the help of our fellow dragon tribe members, we will definitely be able to succeed!
Just when Qiu Ping was conceiving a blueprint for the future, a shadow shrouded the entire Ninth Transportation Department, interrupting his reverie.
He raised his head desperately and took a few steps back, only then could he see the full extent of the shadow.
It was a giant ship nearly a thousand feet tall, with twelve masts spread out like bat wings, and the floors on the giant ship were as high as nine.
Just standing there is like a huge mountain.
Even though Qiu Ping's previous "Loach" and the "New Loach" given to him by the Golden-robed Immortal were already big ships, they were still only a hundred feet tall.
Most of the treasure ships that take off and land in the Ninth Transfer Division are only about fifty feet.
"It's too exaggerated. I went to Abi Hell to buy goods and opened such a big ship."
Qiu Ping was a little aggrieved. Which force has such a grand display? They must be checked ten times and killed.
"Master Transshipment Envoy, this is the ship from the Qingzhou Transportation Department Yamen, taking you to the East China Sea."
Cui Fan didn't know when he appeared next to Qiu Ping and explained to him.
Qiu Ping's face suddenly became serious, and then became a little dignified. Finally, his facial features completely bloomed, as bright as the spring sun.
"Qiu Ping, the Ninth Transportation Department, respectfully welcomes the envoy!"
Qiu Ping bowed to the end, raised his butt high, and spoke loudly.
He was thinking in his mind, should he have someone put up the banner "Abi Hell Welcomes You" as soon as possible?
However, it seems that the Prefectural Transport Department Yamen is also connected to hell, so there should be no need for this.
It seems that I should prepare a few more slogans later, at least to be able to deal with leaders of different systems.
What a mistake! What a mistake.
The little loach carried out serious self-reflection in his heart, but when he raised his head, the smile on his face was still bright.
The big white teeth look particularly dazzling against the little black face.
"Envoy Qiu, please get on the boat first. We have to pick up the others." A feeble old voice came from the boat.
"Hey, this voice looks familiar... could it be someone I know? But why can't I remember where I heard it? It shouldn't be. With my consciousness, how can I not remember the voice of the leader?"
With a hint of uneasiness, Qiu Ping rose into the air and flew onto the giant treasure ship.
But he saw an old Taoist priest standing on the bow of the boat. His robes were starched and turned white, and his white hair was sparse. He was casually pulled up with a broken wooden hairpin. He looked very desolate.
And the expression on his face was as if everyone owed him money, or he owed someone a lot of money, and every feature expressed sorrow and desolation.
"It's...it's you...oh no, it's you!"
Seeing this poor look, Qiu Ping recognized this person immediately.
He had seen this old man the day he last welcomed the imperial emissary to inspect him.
Because he was worried that the old man wouldn't be able to defeat the powerful ghosts in hell, he even mentioned something at the time.
"Since the people have arrived, let's go." The old man nodded slightly towards Qiu Ping, and then the twelve sails suddenly flapped, and then the ship seemed to be submerged in the current, disappearing bit by bit.
Qiu Ping looked at the bulging sails and his eyes were suddenly attracted.
What blows up the sails is naturally not the wind, but the omnipresent force of space.
It's just that this power is more agile and free.
"Such exquisite space control." Qiu Ping was a little excited. The ship was sailing in the void, and the power of space turned into wind at the top and water at the bottom. It was obviously the same substance, but it differentiated into took many forms.
Qiu Ping is currently unable to do this.
And this change even gave him a lot of inspiration, it turns out that space can still be played in this way.
It is such a wonderful state to use space to imitate all things and evolve endlessly.
This made him addicted to it.
After a few breaths, the ship disappeared silently, and the space rippled through the space like a river before disappearing again.
In the Ninth Transportation Department, Cui Pan looked up at the direction in which the treasure ship disappeared, his eyes thoughtful.
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