Chapter Twenty-Six: The Treasure of the Bright Mountains and the Sanding Sand
It's a pity...... Talents are limited.
Fortunately, bamboo has a long lifespan and no worries about life until it blooms, and since it cannot achieve its long-cherished wish from the qualifications, it can only hope for time.
Wang Xiaoling yawned, found a comfortable position to hug Wang Hao, and then said to Cangyun:
"In short, don't believe in yourself, just believe in me who believes in you. I'll also sleep first, I haven't slept in the spring and autumn dreams, and see what I can dream about. Good night, Cangyun. ”
Zhuzi looked at Wang Ling's hands and feet to hug Wang Hao, and a lot of envy surged in his heart. In the past, there was only it and Wang Hao, and there was no second individual with a human form, so it didn't expect that humans and humans could contact and communicate with each other in such an intimate manner, but now that they saw it, they were more eager to take on their own human form than ever.
Cang Yun quickly suppressed the little envy in his heart, shook his bamboo leaves, and said softly:
"Good night, sparkling. I will protect you. ”
"Thank you very much. ”
Wang Yu slept for a long time, and when she opened her eyes, seven days and nights had passed, and both Cang Yun and Wang Ling were a little worried, but they were still quietly waiting, and did not rush to wake her up.
She was asleep and dreamless, and when she woke up, her spirit was visibly better.
"Wake up, did you dream about any younger brothers and sisters this time?"
Wang Yu rubbed his eyes and said sleepily:
"Nope. However, your younger brothers and sisters in the future will be indispensable, so for your future brothers and sisters, hurry up and deduce the earth system exercises for me and then complete the art of transforming people, so that your father and I can retrieve Lao Tzu's Gangneil Longinus, and then give you a bunch of younger brothers and sisters to play, or play to make you have a bunch of younger brothers and sisters. ”
Wang Ling smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Wang Xi's flat lower abdomen.
"Eh, you don't have to be so troublesome, you can actually do it, you can't give birth yourself-"
The pitch-black shadow flickered away, and when the sonic boom was late, Wang Xiaoling had already been sucked eight hundred miles away.
Wang Yu's body fluctuated as if the signal was unstable, and then Wang Ling, who looked like a dead dog, appeared in his hand. She threw her daughter to the ground in disgust, looking indifferent.
"Bear child, you'd better figure out who your father is hiding the gun for, living a miserable life of shrinking the sun, and then don't make jokes about it, understand?"
"Clear, understood......"
Wang Xiao groaned in pain.
"Understand, get up and get to work. ”
Wang Yu unceremoniously poked Wang Ling's head with the tip of his tail, and then touched Cangyun's trunk and sat down beside it. Wang Xiaoling originally wanted to pretend to be pitiful again, but under Wang Hao's cold gaze, he extinguished this thought, muttering "I didn't let you do this", "It's not that you can't get over this level" and the like, and then immediately stopped after Wang Hao raised his tail threateningly, obediently walked to him and sat down, and established an energy circulation with him, so that Wang Yu and Cangyun could use their magical powers to sense the thick yellow energy.
After another period of time, with the joint efforts of the three of them, this exercise was quickly created. Wang Hao has already created three exercises, and Wang Xiaoling has inherited his memory, and the speed is much faster than before, and Wang Hao thinks that this is normal, and he is also a skilled worker.
This time in the end, it was Wang Hui who gave the name, Wang Xiangling wanted to have this naming right very much at first, and Cang Yun and Wang Hui were also willing to give it to him, but after listening to the "Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Great Law", "Supreme Crazy Dragon Divine Skill", "Flying Dragon Proud World Formula" and other turtles to make Wang Hui wonder if this thing had inherited the name of his memory, the ball was finally kicked back to Wang Hui.
"Mingluan Sinking Sand Treasure Basket". Wang Yu indifferently put his hand on Wang Ling's face to push away the bear child who was rolling around and trying to take the opportunity to rub the oil, and his tone was resolute. "That's it. ”
Like the previous three books, each of which has an appendix on magic, physical properties, and souls, "Mingluan Treasure of the Sanding Sand" also has its own appendix. This appendix was prepared for the craftsmen who had not yet been seen in this world, and Wang and Wang Xiangling excavated all kinds of exquisite institutions from their memories that they had never seen in their previous lives, and then copied them in various ways, and all the successes were recorded on the treasure pot, which can be said to be the part that took up a lot of time.
After succeeding, Wang Hao left a clone again, and then broke off a branch of Cangyun and bent it into a ring to wear on the tail finger of his right hand. The ring was still alive under Wang's spell maintenance, and Cangyun was able to travel with them through a part of her body, which made Bamboo very touched by Wang's heart.
Wang Hui in line with the idea of "Lao Tzu is a hero", decided to hand over the work of washing the floor to Wang Xiangling in the future. Ying Long has great strength, but lacks enough combat experience, just from Wang Hao's memory to see how he fights is not good, she must go down in person, her minions are stained with blood, she rejoices in hurting others, and learns to draw happiness from the loss of life in order to become a qualified warrior, and Wang Xiaoling did this. The childishness in her body quickly turned into anger, and the fierce aura made Cang Yun a little worried, but the Wang father and daughter obviously didn't care at all.
"I was like this back then, I couldn't wait to tear everything in sight before I stopped, and every time I harvested my life, I would feel heartfelt happiness and refresh the grass. But it's just a matter of a while, and it will be fine soon. ”
Cang Yun knew that words like "for a while", "for a while", and "soon" that popped out of Wang Hao's mouth couldn't even believe half of the punctuation marks, and this old immortal estimated that he could only realize how precious time was when he was burning with lust, and immortality had already destroyed Wang Yu's sense of time. So it decided to ask Wang Xiangling how Wang Hao controlled it back then.
"My dad has never controlled it, he is just very loyal to his heart all the way to the past, waiting to kill until it is boring, tired, bored, and the vicious anger will naturally calm down. By the way, Cangyun, what you met from the beginning was a tired daddy. ”
All right. Cang Yun thought helplessly. After all these years, I still don't know what kind of virtue Wang Hao is, and I shouldn't expect anything from him.
And he's so ferocious when he's tired of killing, what kind of intensity is it before he gets tired of killing?!
"Cangyun, do you remember the word 'washing the floor' that my father always used in his mouth? The current washing of the ground is actually nothing more than driving away and shepherding the creatures of a certain area, and slaughtering all those who resist at the same time. In those days, the word scrubbing meant literally. ”
Wang Xiaoling said seriously: "It is to kill to change the landform." ”