Chu nightning's neither humble nor arrogant is the same in front of the gods, he said lightly: "God recognizes me?"
"Why don't you recognize me?" Gou Chen Shanggong smiled politely, "Many years ago, you came to Jincheng Pool to ask for a sword. That spiritual power was so profound and pure that I almost couldn't help coming out to see you. How about it, weapon Does it work well?"
"What did God say?"
"...Ah." Gou Chen Shanggong was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Look at my memory, I forgot that I gave you two hands."
Chu nightning said: "It's okay. Tianwen is very good."
"God asks?"
"It's that willow vine."
"Oh. That's the case." Gou Chen Shanggong laughed, "You named it Tianwen? There's another one? What's it called?"
Chu nightning said: "Nine songs."
"How about Nine Songs?"
"It's cold, so it's not used much."
Gou Chen Shanggong sighed: "It's a pity it's a little small."
After the talk here, Gou Chen Shanggong turned his hands behind his back, and said slowly, "Mochizuki, I'll take them down. The spiritual power on the water is thin, and it's not good for your health, so you should go back earlier."
The old dragon nodded, and with a bang, a huge wave was set off, the dragon scales shone, and the dragon dived into the abyss.
At the same time, Chu nightning cast a water-avoiding spell on the other three people. Gou Chen Shanggong saw it, and couldn't help but look at Chu nightning more, thinking: Among the monks, it is rare to see a technique like him. So sophisticated. I don't know who he taught
But Chu Wanning looked like he was not willing to talk nonsense with people, and Gou Chen didn't want to make fun of himself. When everyone was ready, they waded into the water together and dived into the cold Jincheng Pool.
Because of the spell, their actions are no different from those on the shore. As they dived to the bottom, a vast underwater world gradually emerged in front of them.
The bottom of the lake is covered with large tracts of soft white sand. In the streets and alleys, spirit beasts and demons of different shapes walk in and out, and some spirits and monsters who can never coexist peacefully in the mortal world, but here they live in peace.
Gou Chen Shanggong said: "Jincheng Pond is rich in spiritual energy, and it is a cave of its own. Beings live here and often do not migrate from generation to generation. Therefore, many things are different from the human world. If you are interested, you can take a look anywhere."
While they were talking, they saw a rabbit spirit with snow-white skin and red eyes riding a tiger with dangling eyes and white forehead swaggering across the market. The Rabbit Essence was wearing a white robe, elegant and arrogant, and kept yelling at the tiger to go faster. And looking at the tiger again, he lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows with embarrassment, without the slightest prestige.
Everyone couldn't help but be speechless: "..."
Gou Chen Shanggong took them along the main trail. The shops on both sides were crowded, and the traffic was full of ghosts and ghosts. After walking for a while, when they reached the downtown area, there were even more demons dancing. The scene was amazing.
"Jin Chengchi Han communicates with the outside world, and most of the required items are exchanged here."
Xue Meng said: "It is rumored that Jin Chengchi is made of your blood. In this way, they are all supported by your spiritual power, so you must be the owner of this place?"
"I'm not a master." Gou Chen Shanggong smiled faintly, "The years have passed. I have been away from the gods for many years, and my spiritual power has not returned to the past. What happened when the world opened up is like a dream when I think about it now. How much do I have to do with me now? At this moment, you are just a little swordsmith in front of you."
As he said, he led the crowd around the downtown area. Those creatures at the bottom of the pond got along with Gouchen Shanggong day and night, and they had gradually forgotten his identity as the first god. When they saw him coming, they didn't have any special reaction, they just sold themselves.
"Fish blood steamed buns, fish blood steamed buns that have just been released."
"The slough of the snake, the best clothing material, is the last three feet. After the sale, we will have to wait for the next slough of the slave family."
"Selling squid daizi, this young master just vomited the ink this morning. It's better to take a picture of daizi. Hey, don't go, little lady."
There are endless shouts in the market, and the wonders and visions are even more dizzying.
The headless ghost was sitting in front of the stall selling hairbrush, a pair of long fingernails lit with red cardamom, holding a horn comb, resting his bloody head on his knees, combing his hair while gently saying: "The best bone Comb, the waiter will take one with you."
Xue Meng's eyes widened and he looked left and right. He saw a pharmacy next to him. There were many people who were busy coming and going. They were selling rare medicinal herbs that he had never seen before. Looking closer, I suddenly heard a shrill voice shouting from behind: "Let me go, let me go! Let me go first!"
Xue Meng shrank his feet and turned his head to look, but he couldn't see half a figure. Gou Chen Shanggong smiled and said, "At your feet. You can take a closer look."
If not, Xue Meng took a closer look and saw a pile of small stones walking by himself.
"It's really eye-opening, and the stone will walk. Is it a stone essence?" Xue Meng muttered.
Chu nightning said: "The cockroach."
"Fuban?"
"..." Chu nightning glanced at him lightly, "It's okay if you don't listen to the class, why don't you even pay attention?"
Xue Meng was engrossed in martial arts, but he was indifferent to literature and history, which only hindered the majesty of Chu Wanning, and he had to sit upright when speaking, but in fact, he was all in the left ear and the right ear out. Now he was caught by the master, Instantly flushed.
The ink burned the palm and smiled: "I am not happy when the teacher said this. I really listened to this paragraph."
Xue Meng was not convinced: "Oh? Then you can listen to it?"
"As for the cockroach, it is a kind of insect. It is very greedy by nature. Whenever it sees a beautiful stone, it wants to carry it on its back. In the end, it is often crushed to death by the stone scorpion that I picked up."
The ink burned and looked at Chu Wanning with a smile.
"Master, you say what I said is right or not."
Chu nightning nodded, and then said: "The cockroach has disappeared in the world, and I didn't expect that there are still some left here."
Gou Chen Shanggong listened and smiled: "This, it's because of a small pharmacy, so it can survive by luck. You see, it's there."
I saw the cockroach moving laboriously to the steps of the pharmacy, and suddenly shouted: "I can't take it anymore! Come and save my life!"
A green dragon quickly swam out of it. He had obviously dealt with this situation countless times. He took a white porcelain bottle and poured some golden-red potion on the dragon. The public seems to have harvested a lot today?"
The cockroach called Yugong snorted, with a lazy voice, obviously very comfortable under the nourishment of the potion: "Hmph, it's still good, it's still good, if I go back with a hundred yuan tomorrow, there will be 400 million in the family. Eighty-five thousand six hundred and seventeen stones."
Ink burning: "..."
Chu nightning: "..."
The teacher murmured: "Have you hoarded so much?"
The Qingjiao sprinkled the cockroach with potion and said, "You can remember to come here early tomorrow. I think if you are a little later, pouring you this boosting dew might not work."
"Got it, got it. Come earlier, come earlier." The salamander responded in a perfunctory manner, and suddenly caught sight of a beautiful pale yellow stone in the corner, and shouted again, "Little Loach Ah - oh no, it's Dr. Jiao, that stone over there looks good, please pick it up and put it on my back. I'll have 485,618 stones tomorrow. "
Xue Meng couldn't help but walked over and asked: "Why do you want so many stones? Do you want to build a house?"
The high-spirited voice of the salamander came from under the stone hut, and said in a shrill voice: "What? Mortal? Oh, I haven't seen a mortal in years—you ask me what I do with the stone? Of course it's not building a house. , how can I be so boring!"
The teacher couldn't help but wonder: "Then what are you doing with them?"
The salamander said confidently: "Count it!"
"… "
Everyone was speechless.
Not talking about other things, after wandering around, Gou Chen Shanggong led them back to his mansion.
In the corner of the street, a huge shell stood up like a mortal wall. After transfer, he was admitted to the hospital, and he saw that the hospital was divided into six entrances, which were spacious and grand. In the halls and halls, the cloisters and gardens, the bead curtains woven by seaweed and pearl strings sway gently with the water waves. Some of the compartments are dark, some are lit, and there is dim candlelight inside, and there are faint sounds of Konghou and Xun.
Like the pharmacy, the servants in Shangshen's mansion are also Jiaoren.
Some of the Jiaomen kept their tails, and some turned the dragon's tail into legs for the convenience of walking, but they were still not used to wearing shoes, and they all walked around on the ground with their bare feet.
Gou Chen Shanggong saw the strange expressions between the four of them, so he smiled slightly and said indifferently: "Don't be strange, I am friends with Mochizuki, so we live together. He used to be the Prince of Donghai, and these servants are all from him. After he settled here, he came with him."
Mochizuki is the old black dragon.
The ink burned because he got the magic from the black dragon in the previous life, and he was the most cordial to it. Hearing what Gou Chen Shanggong said, he couldn't help laughing: "Where is he? After returning to the bottom of the water, he should be transformed into a shape. Right? Otherwise, I can't live here."
Gou Chen Shanggong nodded and said happily: "It's natural, but he's getting old and physically weak. He just went to the water and should have rested now. If you want to see him, you have to wait for him. Wake up and go."
As he spoke, a long brown-haired Jiaoman floated up. He bent down and bowed to Gouchen Shanggong. When he opened his mouth, it was an elegant and ethereal voice:
"God is back. His Highness Mochizuki has already told his subordinates, is the god going to take the guests to the god's arsenal immediately?"
Gou Chen Shanggong didn't answer first, but looked at the guests gently, and seeing that the four had no objection, he nodded: "That's fine, and please make the kitchen prepare some snacks for our god arsenal. After returning home, we will have a feast."
The crowd went deep through the courtyard and came to the last entry. In the center of the courtyard, they saw a giant willow with a crown of heaven. Perhaps it was a different species from the mortal world. The trunk of this willow tree was as thick as ten adult men hugging each other. Aged and strong, the wicker is intricately hanging down like a green gauze.
Xue Meng's voice was dry: "Wow, how many years has this tree grown?"
Gou Chen Shanggong said: "I haven't calculated it, but it has always existed for more than 100,000 years."
Xue Meng was shocked: "What tree species can live so long?"
"Trees are supposed to be older than people, not to mention that they are nourished by the spiritual energy of Jin Chengchi, so it's not surprising. Please follow me closely, the entrance to the arsenal of the gods is in this willow tree hole." Goo Chen Shanggong said, suddenly stopped and looked at Xue Meng.
"Try not to touch the weeping branches. The tree is mature and it will hurt."
But it's a bit late to say this, Xue Meng has picked a leaf down.
He only heard a loud "ah" cry, and at the same time there was an ethereal moan in the void, and it seemed that a hoarse voice was sighing softly - "Ouch".
Xue Meng seemed to be struck by lightning, and quickly threw the blade out, pale and said: "What's going on? Why is there blood?"
Sure enough, blood gurgled out from the break of the willow branch, and the leaves he had thrown seemed to be alive, spasming and twitching on the ground.
Gou Chen Shanggong said helplessly: "It's already said that he has become a fine. How can you still..." He shook his head, went forward to check the cut branch, and urged his spiritual power to calm the blood clotting of the willow tree.
Chu nightning said: "Xue Meng, come to me. Don't move."
"Yes, Master." Xue Meng made a mistake and had to droop his head.
Fortunately, this episode did not cause too much trouble. Chu nightning apologized to Gou Chen Shanggong. some."
Xue Meng's face was flushed, and he walked behind Chu Wanning without saying a word. During the conversation, the group walked through the lush weeping willows and came to the thick trunk. Upon closer inspection, they found that this willow tree was even bigger than when viewed from a distance. At first they thought that ten men could hug each other, but when they looked again, they realized that they had really underestimated its thick qiu.
There is a tree hole in the willow trunk, not so much a tree hole, but a huge arch, wide and high enough for three strong men to pass through at the same time. In front of the tree hole, there were several complicated formations. Gou Chen Shanggong resolved them one by one, and then looked back and smiled: "It's the arsenal of the gods, it's a little small and messy, please don't laugh."
Mo Ran was curious, and he was about to go in behind Gou Chen Shanggong, but Chu nightning seemed to take him behind him inadvertently, and said lightly: "You slow down." He went up first.
His behavior is very familiar with the ink burning. When the four masters and apprentices in the previous life killed monsters and eliminated demons, Chu nightning always took the lead. At that time, he only said that the master was impatient, arrogant and unwilling to fall. behind the elders. However, today's ink burning is reborn, and his thoughts are not the same as before. He watched Chu Wanning's white robe disappear into the darkness of the tree hole, and suddenly there was a slight hesitation in his heart -
Is this person really because he is impatient and arrogant
The author has something to say:
Let's start looking for weapons, and add the information of the three people's favorite weapons.
Chu nightning:
Possesses Tianwen, Jiuge, and Huaisha three divine martial arts.
Master is good at mecha, enchantment, attack, and treatment. However, the individual defense is extremely poor. In terms of the game, he is a mad dog with crispy skin and high explosive dps.
Ink burning:
In the previous life, he possessed a divine martial art and did not return. In this life, as of the end of this chapter, only the junior disciple broke the sword.
The emperor is good at the most forbidden technique in the cultivation world, and his attack and defense are not low. In game parlance, he's a smooth output that won't go wrong.
Xue Meng:
Dragon City is not a god of martial arts, but it is also a superb machete forged by the Kunlun Taxue Palace in the upper cultivation world.
The young master completely inherited the master, and is a mad dog with high attack and high outbreak. Because he can't enchant, his defense is worse than that of the master.
Teacher:
Healed with both hands, and asked him if he had a weapon.