With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
"After she died, Zhuo Yu was devastated and wanted to die with his beloved woman, but what about the child? So he thought of a way to catch all the vicious people and monsters in the world who had done bad things. Get up and lock him in a closed space he created. This is the summoning of the spirit world. Only his son and that kind of blood can summon these things, and because of the power of blood, those things cannot kill his son no matter how powerful they are. , he can only obey his son’s orders, otherwise he will die.”
"For his children."
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
Du Shaoshou said: "Well, when we get rich in the future, we will let everyone who does good deeds become rich."
There were many kinds of snacks at the temple fair. Da Da Ye's eyes were shining. He asked An Zheng for a bag of copper coins and then rushed out, like a wild animal that had escaped from the reins.
"Surnamed Zhuo?"
After a while, he was sweating and sat next to An Zheng, breathing heavily: "I'm so damn tired."
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
Chen Shaobai became curious: "Can I encounter treasures just by visiting a temple fair?"
Several people actually found the feeling of childhood at the temple fair they met by chance. At that time, he and Du Shaoshou were both poor, and there was no way they could afford to go to the temple fair. Although Huanshi Changju also holds one or two temple fairs every year, the two of them usually get up just to see the excitement and can only drool when looking at the snacks.
Now that he was as rich as his country, Du Shoushou decided to do all the things he had never done before. Buy, buy, eat, eat, and then give away what you buy.
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
"explain!"
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
Now that he was as rich as his country, Du Shoushou decided to do all the things he had never done before. Buy, buy, eat, eat, and then give away what you buy.
"Forget it... I'm unlucky to meet you guys. In fact, the reason why I survived is just because I found a way to survive. Maybe I'm smarter. I found that ordinary items that have little value are because of their own The looseness and cheapness of the material allow it to be blended in and transferred from item to item as long as I am careful not to be noticed.”
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
After a while, he was sweating and sat next to An Zheng, breathing heavily: "I'm so damn tired."
He flicked the bowl with his finger, and with a bang, the bowl actually shook. An Zheng said to the bowl, "Give you a chance. If you don't show up, I will break you into pieces and then seal it with lime cement."
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
Du Shaoshou looked at the gadget and asked curiously: "What is the weapon spirit?"
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
Just when An Zheng was about to stretch out his hand to play it, the little guy shrank his neck back: "Okay, okay, I understand the rules. The Nine-turn Samsara Eye is too awesome, so you can't say it casually, otherwise you will die very miserably... My ability , just to help you identify the grade of the magic weapon and whether it is valuable, but you are the Nine-turn Samsara Eye, so just pretend that I didn’t say this... I’ll think about it.”
He looked at An Zheng and asked seriously: "Do you think the temperament of this nouveau riche is not very good?"
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
An Zheng took out one of the bowls, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Huo give me a book? The name is gone, so I know it is an only copy handed down from ancient times. There are a lot of records in it." About the method of making weapons. The reason why Mr. Huo has achieved what he has today is inseparable from the help of this book. The book also records some things about ancient mythical beasts, but there are very few, and most of them are related to ancient times. Things related to making weapons.”
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
The bag was filled with a lot of messy things, including stuffed animals, building blocks, and various wooden gadgets. There are also a few very new small bowls, the kind of rice bowls that are common on every household's dining table.
Now that he was as rich as his country, Du Shoushou decided to do all the things he had never done before. Buy, buy, eat, eat, and then give away what you buy.
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
"explain!"
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
Du Shaoshou said: "Well, when we get rich in the future, we will let everyone who does good deeds become rich."
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
It was sleeping among a bunch of small things just now, and didn't notice Chen Shaobai at all. This guy originally wanted to play some pranks after he fell asleep, such as suddenly throwing small gifts to the children, suddenly removing the loops from the loops, etc. He never tired of playing such low-level and childish games.
Several people actually found the feeling of childhood at the temple fair they met by chance. At that time, he and Du Shaoshou were both poor, and there was no way they could afford to go to the temple fair. Although Huanshi Changju also holds one or two temple fairs every year, the two of them usually get up just to see the excitement and can only drool when looking at the snacks.
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
Just when An Zheng was about to stretch out his hand to play it, the little guy shrank his neck back: "Okay, okay, I understand the rules. The Nine-turn Samsara Eye is too awesome, so you can't say it casually, otherwise you will die very miserably... My ability , just to help you identify the grade of the magic weapon and whether it is valuable, but you are the Nine-turn Samsara Eye, so just pretend that I didn’t say this... I’ll think about it.”
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
Du Shoshou asked curiously: "Then why did he create a summoning spirit world?"
An Zheng: "He has a love-hate relationship with his uncle. That's a matter between his father and his uncle."
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
An Zheng took out one of the bowls, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Huo give me a book? The name is gone, so I know it is an only copy handed down from ancient times. There are a lot of records in it." About the method of making weapons. The reason why Mr. Huo has achieved what he has today is inseparable from the help of this book. The book also records some things about ancient mythical beasts, but there are very few, and most of them are related to ancient times. Things related to making weapons.”
Du Shaoshou grabbed it and was about to throw it. The spirit of the weapon quickly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke. Don't you understand the joke... I'm a good man, okay? Don't throw it. This broken bowl is not strong... In fact, it's not There is not a separate summoning spirit world, it is simply imprisoned. So do you understand? The summoning spirit world is just a big prison, and it was created intentionally. "
Du Shoshou asked curiously: "Then why did he create a summoning spirit world?"
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
The little guy glared at Du Shaoshou: "You are the thing."
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."
Du Shaoshou looked at the gadget and asked curiously: "What is the weapon spirit?"
The bag was filled with a lot of messy things, including stuffed animals, building blocks, and various wooden gadgets. There are also a few very new small bowls, the kind of rice bowls that are common on every household's dining table.
"Father's love is like a mountain..."
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
He flicked the bowl with his finger, and with a bang, the bowl actually shook. An Zheng said to the bowl, "Give you a chance. If you don't show up, I will break you into pieces and then seal it with lime cement."
An Zheng reached out and took out a few rice bowls and looked at them carefully: "You really made a profit."
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
The little guy was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips: "It's childish for you to play with such an old joke."
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
Chen Shaobai became curious: "Can I encounter treasures just by visiting a temple fair?"
An Zheng nodded: "I believe you, let me ask you something. You said you have seen the battle between immortals and mortals in ancient times, so do you know those powerful monsters and mythical beasts in ancient times? I have one thing I want to find out. , I believe you also know that there was a summoning spirit world in ancient times, what happened to the summoned beasts? "
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
An Zheng took out one of the bowls, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Huo give me a book? The name is gone, so I know it is an only copy handed down from ancient times. There are a lot of records in it." About the method of making weapons. The reason why Mr. Huo has achieved what he has today is inseparable from the help of this book. The book also records some things about ancient mythical beasts, but there are very few, and most of them are related to ancient times. Things related to making weapons.”
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
The bag was filled with a lot of messy things, including stuffed animals, building blocks, and various wooden gadgets. There are also a few very new small bowls, the kind of rice bowls that are common on every household's dining table.
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
Chen Shaobai: "Tell me the key points."
Chen Shaobai said deliberately and viciously: "What ability do you have that makes us care, otherwise..."
Chen Shaobai became curious: "Can I encounter treasures just by visiting a temple fair?"
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Qi Ling suddenly thought of something: "I can tell stories. I have experienced a long time. I have seen many things with my own eyes, but you don't know."
He flicked the bowl with his finger, and with a bang, the bowl actually shook. An Zheng said to the bowl, "Give you a chance. If you don't show up, I will break you into pieces and then seal it with lime cement."
The little guy was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips: "It's childish for you to play with such an old joke."
It was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are the Nine-turning Samsara Eye?!"
The bag was filled with a lot of messy things, including stuffed animals, building blocks, and various wooden gadgets. There are also a few very new small bowls, the kind of rice bowls that are common on every household's dining table.
The bowl shook even more violently, shaking and shaking, and suddenly it turned into a small figure that looked silvery. It looked like it was made by a machine. From the texture, it looked like wood, but it was as heavy as metal. a feeling of.
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
"correct!"
Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm very capable!"
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
As soon as it appeared, it wanted to run away, but An Zheng grabbed it and said, "This is a weapon spirit... a... wild weapon spirit?"
Qi Ling said with a sad expression: "That is a sad love story... Zhuo Yu once had a Taoist companion, a very beautiful woman in the legend, but for some reason, the two people could not have offspring. Of course, this It's a rumor, I don't know if it's true. In order to leave a descendant for Zhuo Yu, the woman got pregnant secretly without telling Zhuo Yu, and finally gave birth to a child, but the child was born with deficiencies and it was difficult to survive. In order to have such a child, the woman still died. I don’t know why.”
"Father's love is like a mountain..."
Du Shaoshou looked at the gadget and asked curiously: "What is the weapon spirit?"
"Surnamed Zhuo?"
"correct!"
Du Shaoshou looked at the gadget and asked curiously: "What is the weapon spirit?"
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
The little guy glared at Du Shaoshou: "You are the thing."
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
With a snap, An Zheng flicked his forehead again.
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
Du Shaoshou: "Nonsense!"
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
Several people actually found the feeling of childhood at the temple fair they met by chance. At that time, he and Du Shaoshou were both poor, and there was no way they could afford to go to the temple fair. Although Huanshi Changju also holds one or two temple fairs every year, the two of them usually get up just to see the excitement and can only drool when looking at the snacks.
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
The little guy was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips: "It's childish for you to play with such an old joke."
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
"correct!"
An Zheng explained: "Generally speaking, magical weapons that have reached the peak of gold quality will produce weapon spirits, but they must be old enough, such as those left over from ancient times. However, the weapon spirits generally will not appear unless they are magic weapons. The weapon has been damaged, but by chance, the weapon spirit did not die together with the magic weapon, so there are wild weapon spirits like this little guy. They exist between heaven and earth and can do many bad things, but they are basically mischief. , such as scaring children and pretending to be ghosts, that’s all.”
Qi Ling suddenly covered his mouth, obviously realizing what he said wrongly.
Du Shaoshou: "Nonsense!"
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
"explain!"
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
Several people actually found the feeling of childhood at the temple fair they met by chance. At that time, he and Du Shaoshou were both poor, and there was no way they could afford to go to the temple fair. Although Huanshi Changju also holds one or two temple fairs every year, the two of them usually get up just to see the excitement and can only drool when looking at the snacks.
Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm very capable!"
He flicked the bowl with his finger, and with a bang, the bowl actually shook. An Zheng said to the bowl, "Give you a chance. If you don't show up, I will break you into pieces and then seal it with lime cement."
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
"For his children."
An Zheng said: "Then tell me what you are capable of. As long as I am interested, I will keep you. If you can't impress me, I will marry you. It just so happened that I got a golden magic spell." The weapon has no weapon spirit, so its power cannot be exerted. This golden magic weapon is too young and has not yet produced its own weapon spirit. I will stuff you into it and melt it into the magic weapon... "
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
"explain!"
He looked at An Zheng and asked seriously: "Do you think the temperament of this nouveau riche is not very good?"
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
"You are too cruel."
Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm very capable!"
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
After a while, he was sweating and sat next to An Zheng, breathing heavily: "I'm so damn tired."
"explain!"
An Zheng explained: "Generally speaking, magical weapons that have reached the peak of gold quality will produce weapon spirits, but they must be old enough, such as those left over from ancient times. However, the weapon spirits generally will not appear unless they are magic weapons. The weapon has been damaged, but by chance, the weapon spirit did not die together with the magic weapon, so there are wild weapon spirits like this little guy. They exist between heaven and earth and can do many bad things, but they are basically mischief. , such as scaring children and pretending to be ghosts, that’s all.”
The bag was filled with a lot of messy things, including stuffed animals, building blocks, and various wooden gadgets. There are also a few very new small bowls, the kind of rice bowls that are common on every household's dining table.
The little guy trembled with fright, then sat in An Zheng's hand: "My ability is really great, let's talk about my age... The world is big and full of wonders, but there are really not many people who have been around longer than me. See. I exist between heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and comprehending the way of heaven and earth..."
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
Chen Shaobai became curious: "Can I encounter treasures just by visiting a temple fair?"
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
It was sleeping among a bunch of small things just now, and didn't notice Chen Shaobai at all. This guy originally wanted to play some pranks after he fell asleep, such as suddenly throwing small gifts to the children, suddenly removing the loops from the loops, etc. He never tired of playing such low-level and childish games.
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
Du Shaoshou grabbed it and was about to throw it. The spirit of the weapon quickly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke. Don't you understand the joke... I'm a good man, okay? Don't throw it. This broken bowl is not strong... In fact, it's not There is not a separate summoning spirit world, it is simply imprisoned. So do you understand? The summoning spirit world is just a big prison, and it was created intentionally. "
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
With a snap, An Zheng flicked his forehead again.
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
"That's not the name."
"That's not the name."
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm very capable!"
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
Qi Ling trembled, and then said: "I'm really afraid of you, but speaking of which, how did you discover me? It's impossible for me to be discovered."
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
"That's not the name."
After a while, he was sweating and sat next to An Zheng, breathing heavily: "I'm so damn tired."
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
There were many kinds of snacks at the temple fair. Da Da Ye's eyes were shining. He asked An Zheng for a bag of copper coins and then rushed out, like a wild animal that had escaped from the reins.
It was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are the Nine-turning Samsara Eye?!"
An Zheng reached out and took out a few rice bowls and looked at them carefully: "You really made a profit."
Qi Ling suddenly covered his mouth, obviously realizing what he said wrongly.
It was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are the Nine-turning Samsara Eye?!"
An Zheng nodded: "I believe you, let me ask you something. You said you have seen the battle between immortals and mortals in ancient times, so do you know those powerful monsters and mythical beasts in ancient times? I have one thing I want to find out. , I believe you also know that there was a summoning spirit world in ancient times, what happened to the summoned beasts? "
It was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are the Nine-turning Samsara Eye?!"
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
Just when An Zheng was about to stretch out his hand to play it, the little guy shrank his neck back: "Okay, okay, I understand the rules. The Nine-turn Samsara Eye is too awesome, so you can't say it casually, otherwise you will die very miserably... My ability , just to help you identify the grade of the magic weapon and whether it is valuable, but you are the Nine-turn Samsara Eye, so just pretend that I didn’t say this... I’ll think about it.”
An Zheng: "He has a love-hate relationship with his uncle. That's a matter between his father and his uncle."
Du Shaoshou grabbed it and was about to throw it. The spirit of the weapon quickly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke. Don't you understand the joke... I'm a good man, okay? Don't throw it. This broken bowl is not strong... In fact, it's not There is not a separate summoning spirit world, it is simply imprisoned. So do you understand? The summoning spirit world is just a big prison, and it was created intentionally. "
The bowl shook even more violently, shaking and shaking, and suddenly it turned into a small figure that looked silvery. It looked like it was made by a machine. From the texture, it looked like wood, but it was as heavy as metal. a feeling of.
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
He flicked the bowl with his finger, and with a bang, the bowl actually shook. An Zheng said to the bowl, "Give you a chance. If you don't show up, I will break you into pieces and then seal it with lime cement."
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
"correct!"
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
Qi Ling suddenly thought of something: "I can tell stories. I have experienced a long time. I have seen many things with my own eyes, but you don't know."
An Zheng reached out and took out a few rice bowls and looked at them carefully: "You really made a profit."
It was sleeping among a bunch of small things just now, and didn't notice Chen Shaobai at all. This guy originally wanted to play some pranks after he fell asleep, such as suddenly throwing small gifts to the children, suddenly removing the loops from the loops, etc. He never tired of playing such low-level and childish games.
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
"explain!"
Qi Ling said with a sad expression: "That is a sad love story... Zhuo Yu once had a Taoist companion, a very beautiful woman in the legend, but for some reason, the two people could not have offspring. Of course, this It's a rumor, I don't know if it's true. In order to leave a descendant for Zhuo Yu, the woman got pregnant secretly without telling Zhuo Yu, and finally gave birth to a child, but the child was born with deficiencies and it was difficult to survive. In order to have such a child, the woman still died. I don’t know why.”
The little guy trembled with fright, then sat in An Zheng's hand: "My ability is really great, let's talk about my age... The world is big and full of wonders, but there are really not many people who have been around longer than me. See. I exist between heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and comprehending the way of heaven and earth..."
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
Just when An Zheng was about to stretch out his hand to play it, the little guy shrank his neck back: "Okay, okay, I understand the rules. The Nine-turn Samsara Eye is too awesome, so you can't say it casually, otherwise you will die very miserably... My ability , just to help you identify the grade of the magic weapon and whether it is valuable, but you are the Nine-turn Samsara Eye, so just pretend that I didn’t say this... I’ll think about it.”
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
The little guy glared at Du Shaoshou: "You are the thing."
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
The bowl shook even more violently, shaking and shaking, and suddenly it turned into a small figure that looked silvery. It looked like it was made by a machine. From the texture, it looked like wood, but it was as heavy as metal. a feeling of.
"For his children."
"Surnamed Zhuo?"
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
Qi Ling said with a sad expression: "That is a sad love story... Zhuo Yu once had a Taoist companion, a very beautiful woman in the legend, but for some reason, the two people could not have offspring. Of course, this It's a rumor, I don't know if it's true. In order to leave a descendant for Zhuo Yu, the woman got pregnant secretly without telling Zhuo Yu, and finally gave birth to a child, but the child was born with deficiencies and it was difficult to survive. In order to have such a child, the woman still died. I don’t know why.”
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
There were many kinds of snacks at the temple fair. Da Da Ye's eyes were shining. He asked An Zheng for a bag of copper coins and then rushed out, like a wild animal that had escaped from the reins.
The little guy trembled with fright, then sat in An Zheng's hand: "My ability is really great, let's talk about my age... The world is big and full of wonders, but there are really not many people who have been around longer than me. See. I exist between heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and comprehending the way of heaven and earth..."
It was sleeping among a bunch of small things just now, and didn't notice Chen Shaobai at all. This guy originally wanted to play some pranks after he fell asleep, such as suddenly throwing small gifts to the children, suddenly removing the loops from the loops, etc. He never tired of playing such low-level and childish games.
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Du Shaoshou grabbed it and was about to throw it. The spirit of the weapon quickly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke. Don't you understand the joke... I'm a good man, okay? Don't throw it. This broken bowl is not strong... In fact, it's not There is not a separate summoning spirit world, it is simply imprisoned. So do you understand? The summoning spirit world is just a big prison, and it was created intentionally. "
"explain!"
"explain!"
Qi Ling sat down cross-legged in the palm of An Zheng's hand, folded his arms, and said with a storyteller's expression: "This matter seems far away, I have to recall... Who is it? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way. , It seems that a guy named Zhuo had a chance to become a powerful figure on par with the Three Immortal Emperors in ancient times. "
"correct!"
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
The bowl shook even more violently, shaking and shaking, and suddenly it turned into a small figure that looked silvery. It looked like it was made by a machine. From the texture, it looked like wood, but it was as heavy as metal. a feeling of.
Chen Shaobai said deliberately and viciously: "What ability do you have that makes us care, otherwise..."
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
Du Shaoshou said: "Well, when we get rich in the future, we will let everyone who does good deeds become rich."
Du Shaoshou: "Nonsense!"
Chen Shaobai came back with a bag of trophies and opened it for An Zheng to see: "See, sir, I won these all casually."
"You are too cruel."
Qi Ling suddenly covered his mouth, obviously realizing what he said wrongly.
The weapon spirit was obviously very afraid of Chen Shaobai, and said tremblingly: "Actually, I really don't know anything, I am just a wild weapon spirit... My magic weapon was damaged after the immortal battle, but I survived. I Apart from existing for a longer time and knowing some skills in identifying magic weapons, I really don’t have much else left. If you think I’m so useless, please let me go.”
Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm very capable!"
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
"You are too cruel."
"You are too cruel."
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Chen Shaobai became curious: "Can I encounter treasures just by visiting a temple fair?"
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
Du Shaoshou said: "Well, when we get rich in the future, we will let everyone who does good deeds become rich."
Qi Ling suddenly covered his mouth, obviously realizing what he said wrongly.
Du Shoshou asked curiously: "Then why did he create a summoning spirit world?"
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
"explain!"
Qi Ling sat down cross-legged in the palm of An Zheng's hand, folded his arms, and said with a storyteller's expression: "This matter seems far away, I have to recall... Who is it? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way. , It seems that a guy named Zhuo had a chance to become a powerful figure on par with the Three Immortal Emperors in ancient times. "
"Forget it... I'm unlucky to meet you guys. In fact, the reason why I survived is just because I found a way to survive. Maybe I'm smarter. I found that ordinary items that have little value are because of their own The looseness and cheapness of the material allow it to be blended in and transferred from item to item as long as I am careful not to be noticed.”
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
The little guy glared at Du Shaoshou: "You are the thing."
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
An Zheng nodded: "I believe you, let me ask you something. You said you have seen the battle between immortals and mortals in ancient times, so do you know those powerful monsters and mythical beasts in ancient times? I have one thing I want to find out. , I believe you also know that there was a summoning spirit world in ancient times, what happened to the summoned beasts? "
"Then you are wrong!"
"For his children."
"Then you are wrong!"
Qi Ling sat down cross-legged in the palm of An Zheng's hand, folded his arms, and said with a storyteller's expression: "This matter seems far away, I have to recall... Who is it? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way. , It seems that a guy named Zhuo had a chance to become a powerful figure on par with the Three Immortal Emperors in ancient times. "
An Zheng explained: "Generally speaking, magical weapons that have reached the peak of gold quality will produce weapon spirits, but they must be old enough, such as those left over from ancient times. However, the weapon spirits generally will not appear unless they are magic weapons. The weapon has been damaged, but by chance, the weapon spirit did not die together with the magic weapon, so there are wild weapon spirits like this little guy. They exist between heaven and earth and can do many bad things, but they are basically mischief. , such as scaring children and pretending to be ghosts, that’s all.”
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
With a snap, An Zheng flicked his forehead again.
"explain!"
After a while, he was sweating and sat next to An Zheng, breathing heavily: "I'm so damn tired."
As soon as it appeared, it wanted to run away, but An Zheng grabbed it and said, "This is a weapon spirit... a... wild weapon spirit?"
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
Du Shaoshou: "Nonsense!"
"Surnamed Zhuo?"
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
"explain!"
Qi Ling sat down cross-legged in the palm of An Zheng's hand, folded his arms, and said with a storyteller's expression: "This matter seems far away, I have to recall... Who is it? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way. , It seems that a guy named Zhuo had a chance to become a powerful figure on par with the Three Immortal Emperors in ancient times. "
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
"After she died, Zhuo Yu was devastated and wanted to die with his beloved woman, but what about the child? So he thought of a way to catch all the vicious people and monsters in the world who had done bad things. Get up and lock him in a closed space he created. This is the summoning of the spirit world. Only his son and that kind of blood can summon these things, and because of the power of blood, those things cannot kill his son no matter how powerful they are. , he can only obey his son’s orders, otherwise he will die.”
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
Qi Ling said angrily: "I'm very capable!"
An Zheng explained: "Generally speaking, magical weapons that have reached the peak of gold quality will produce weapon spirits, but they must be old enough, such as those left over from ancient times. However, the weapon spirits generally will not appear unless they are magic weapons. The weapon has been damaged, but by chance, the weapon spirit did not die together with the magic weapon, so there are wild weapon spirits like this little guy. They exist between heaven and earth and can do many bad things, but they are basically mischief. , such as scaring children and pretending to be ghosts, that’s all.”
Qi Ling suddenly thought of something: "I can tell stories. I have experienced a long time. I have seen many things with my own eyes, but you don't know."
"That's not the name."
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
An Zheng reached out and took out a few rice bowls and looked at them carefully: "You really made a profit."
Du Shaoshou grabbed it and was about to throw it. The spirit of the weapon quickly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke. Don't you understand the joke... I'm a good man, okay? Don't throw it. This broken bowl is not strong... In fact, it's not There is not a separate summoning spirit world, it is simply imprisoned. So do you understand? The summoning spirit world is just a big prison, and it was created intentionally. "
An Zheng: "No matter who you are, if you have the temperament of a nouveau riche, it won't be called a nouveau riche."
The little guy glared at Du Shaoshou: "You are the thing."
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Du Shaoshou: "You are nothing!"
It was sleeping among a bunch of small things just now, and didn't notice Chen Shaobai at all. This guy originally wanted to play some pranks after he fell asleep, such as suddenly throwing small gifts to the children, suddenly removing the loops from the loops, etc. He never tired of playing such low-level and childish games.
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
Qi Ling sat down cross-legged in the palm of An Zheng's hand, folded his arms, and said with a storyteller's expression: "This matter seems far away, I have to recall... Who is it? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way. , It seems that a guy named Zhuo had a chance to become a powerful figure on par with the Three Immortal Emperors in ancient times. "
He flicked the bowl with his finger, and with a bang, the bowl actually shook. An Zheng said to the bowl, "Give you a chance. If you don't show up, I will break you into pieces and then seal it with lime cement."
An Zheng took out one of the bowls, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Huo give me a book? The name is gone, so I know it is an only copy handed down from ancient times. There are a lot of records in it." About the method of making weapons. The reason why Mr. Huo has achieved what he has today is inseparable from the help of this book. The book also records some things about ancient mythical beasts, but there are very few, and most of them are related to ancient times. Things related to making weapons.”
"Forget it... I'm unlucky to meet you guys. In fact, the reason why I survived is just because I found a way to survive. Maybe I'm smarter. I found that ordinary items that have little value are because of their own The looseness and cheapness of the material allow it to be blended in and transferred from item to item as long as I am careful not to be noticed.”
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
"Then you are wrong!"
"Surnamed Zhuo?"
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
Several people actually found the feeling of childhood at the temple fair they met by chance. At that time, he and Du Shaoshou were both poor, and there was no way they could afford to go to the temple fair. Although Huanshi Changju also holds one or two temple fairs every year, the two of them usually get up just to see the excitement and can only drool when looking at the snacks.
"Forget it... I'm unlucky to meet you guys. In fact, the reason why I survived is just because I found a way to survive. Maybe I'm smarter. I found that ordinary items that have little value are because of their own The looseness and cheapness of the material allow it to be blended in and transferred from item to item as long as I am careful not to be noticed.”
An Zheng said subconsciously: "Emperor Zhuo Qing?"
An Zheng: "He has a love-hate relationship with his uncle. That's a matter between his father and his uncle."
Chen Shaobai: "Tell me the key points."
Du Shaoshou: "Nonsense!"
An Zheng explained: "Generally speaking, magical weapons that have reached the peak of gold quality will produce weapon spirits, but they must be old enough, such as those left over from ancient times. However, the weapon spirits generally will not appear unless they are magic weapons. The weapon has been damaged, but by chance, the weapon spirit did not die together with the magic weapon, so there are wild weapon spirits like this little guy. They exist between heaven and earth and can do many bad things, but they are basically mischief. , such as scaring children and pretending to be ghosts, that’s all.”
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
Qi Ling sat down cross-legged in the palm of An Zheng's hand, folded his arms, and said with a storyteller's expression: "This matter seems far away, I have to recall... Who is it? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way. , It seems that a guy named Zhuo had a chance to become a powerful figure on par with the Three Immortal Emperors in ancient times. "
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
"That's not the name."
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
Chen Shaobai said deliberately and viciously: "What ability do you have that makes us care, otherwise..."
The little guy was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips: "It's childish for you to play with such an old joke."
Chen Shaobai: "Tell me the key points."
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
Qi Ling thought for a while and said: "Zhuo Yu... seems to be this name. Qing Emperor, what a big tone. It seems that he is the descendant of that guy. Originally, his ancestor Zhuo Yu was qualified to become the Immortal Emperor. At that time, the Immortal Emperor Emperor, Purple, White, Gold and Green... Emperor Qing is one of the weakest but also stands at the highest peak. It's just that he is very strange. He doesn't want to be an Immortal Emperor, but he is willing to deal with monsters and beasts. Luo is the strongest in cultivation, followed by White Emperor Qinglian and Jin Emperor Xuanyuan."
With a shameless look on his face, Du Shoushou packed all the small prizes in a large sack, and then gave one to any child he met on the street. He seemed particularly satisfied when he was thanked. Some children are not polite. After giving a small gift, they take it without saying thank you and leave. Du Shaoshou would not care about his rudeness and just grab it back...
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
An Zheng smiled: "This goal is a bit big. For such a big deal, we don't have enough start-up capital now."
Du Shoshou asked curiously: "Then why did he create a summoning spirit world?"
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Qi Ling rubbed his forehead and gave An Zheng a resentful look: "Can you please let me finish boasting... I think my opening remarks are much better than the opening remarks of the storyteller in the teahouse at the entrance of the village. You don't want to applaud. That’s it, why are you playing with me?”
Qi Ling looked proud: "You may not know if you ask others, but I know. None of you have survived from ancient times..."
"For his children."
There were many kinds of snacks at the temple fair. Da Da Ye's eyes were shining. He asked An Zheng for a bag of copper coins and then rushed out, like a wild animal that had escaped from the reins.
Qi Ling: "That's easy to say."
An Zheng said: "No, it won't take long for the weapon spirit to dissipate after leaving the magic weapon itself. The most lasting one is only a hundred years. You said that you existed from ancient times to the present. This is your ability. If you say it, We won’t kill you.”
"For his children."
Du Shaoshou: "Speak quickly, or you'll die."
"correct!"
Qi Ling trembled, and then said: "I'm really afraid of you, but speaking of which, how did you discover me? It's impossible for me to be discovered."
As soon as it appeared, it wanted to run away, but An Zheng grabbed it and said, "This is a weapon spirit... a... wild weapon spirit?"
Qi Ling said with a sad expression: "That is a sad love story... Zhuo Yu once had a Taoist companion, a very beautiful woman in the legend, but for some reason, the two people could not have offspring. Of course, this It's a rumor, I don't know if it's true. In order to leave a descendant for Zhuo Yu, the woman got pregnant secretly without telling Zhuo Yu, and finally gave birth to a child, but the child was born with deficiencies and it was difficult to survive. In order to have such a child, the woman still died. I don’t know why.”
The little guy trembled with fright, then sat in An Zheng's hand: "My ability is really great, let's talk about my age... The world is big and full of wonders, but there are really not many people who have been around longer than me. See. I exist between heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and comprehending the way of heaven and earth..."
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
Qi Ling said with a sad expression: "That is a sad love story... Zhuo Yu once had a Taoist companion, a very beautiful woman in the legend, but for some reason, the two people could not have offspring. Of course, this It's a rumor, I don't know if it's true. In order to leave a descendant for Zhuo Yu, the woman got pregnant secretly without telling Zhuo Yu, and finally gave birth to a child, but the child was born with deficiencies and it was difficult to survive. In order to have such a child, the woman still died. I don’t know why.”
"Then you are wrong!"
The bowl shook even more violently, shaking and shaking, and suddenly it turned into a small figure that looked silvery. It looked like it was made by a machine. From the texture, it looked like wood, but it was as heavy as metal. a feeling of.
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
"After she died, Zhuo Yu was devastated and wanted to die with his beloved woman, but what about the child? So he thought of a way to catch all the vicious people and monsters in the world who had done bad things. Get up and lock him in a closed space he created. This is the summoning of the spirit world. Only his son and that kind of blood can summon these things, and because of the power of blood, those things cannot kill his son no matter how powerful they are. , he can only obey his son’s orders, otherwise he will die.”
"For his children."
Qi Ling suddenly thought of something: "I can tell stories. I have experienced a long time. I have seen many things with my own eyes, but you don't know."
The little guy glared at Du Shaoshou: "You are the thing."
Now that he was as rich as his country, Du Shoushou decided to do all the things he had never done before. Buy, buy, eat, eat, and then give away what you buy.
It was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are the Nine-turning Samsara Eye?!"
Chen Shaobai: "Why is this guy so talkative?"
"Father's love is like a mountain..."
Now that he was as rich as his country, Du Shoushou decided to do all the things he had never done before. Buy, buy, eat, eat, and then give away what you buy.
An Zheng smiled, looked at the bowl and said, "The point is this gadget."
Du Shaoshou glanced at Chen Shaobai's back: "Let's get this guy into the gang. This guy has a big family... By the way, who is his uncle? Why does he sound so hateful to him? This guy is big. Family love and hatred?”
"You are too cruel."
"It is mentioned in it that in ancient times, not only were cultivators generally stronger than now, but powerful saints abounded, and masters of weapon making were also not uncommon. Most of the purple-grade artifacts handed down today are that It was created during that period. If it hadn’t been for that Immortal World War, there might have been far more than those two hundred and one purple-grade artifacts.”
Just as Qi Ling was about to glare at him, he suddenly trembled: "Demon...Demon clan!"
The weapon spirit sighed: "Then he committed suicide, it seems like this."
An Zheng took out one of the bowls, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said with a smile: "Didn't Mr. Huo give me a book? The name is gone, so I know it is an only copy handed down from ancient times. There are a lot of records in it." About the method of making weapons. The reason why Mr. Huo has achieved what he has today is inseparable from the help of this book. The book also records some things about ancient mythical beasts, but there are very few, and most of them are related to ancient times. Things related to making weapons.”
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."
Du Shaoshou grabbed it and was about to throw it. The spirit of the weapon quickly begged for mercy: "It's just a joke. Don't you understand the joke... I'm a good man, okay? Don't throw it. This broken bowl is not strong... In fact, it's not There is not a separate summoning spirit world, it is simply imprisoned. So do you understand? The summoning spirit world is just a big prison, and it was created intentionally. "
It said seriously: "Forgetting history is a crime."
Now that he was as rich as his country, Du Shoushou decided to do all the things he had never done before. Buy, buy, eat, eat, and then give away what you buy.
Du Shaoshou slapped his forehead: "It's really messy."