Yan Mi turned his words and looked at Da Hei: "I only heard that there were two wind caves in a certain place before, but I didn't expect that the second wind cave was actually opened by an artifact, this is it, right?" ”

Everyone also looked over with some curiosity.

It's the first time they've heard of an artifact that can open a wind cave, so should it be said that it's an artifact of a poor god......

Wang Heng touched his chin, and his gaze turned between Yan Mi and Da Hei.

This God of Wealth Daoist was almost silent last time, but this time he actually took the initiative to join the conversation.

And compared to the two times, this time it was just one more big black.

Since he is not interested in him Wang Heng, he can only be interested in Da Hei.

So he described the scene again very intimately, and dragged Da Hei out by the way for him to tell by himself.

Da Hei, who had just become an artifact, naturally couldn't say anything new, and many places could only be vaguely described with "maybe", "maybe", and "probably", but Yan Mi listened very carefully, and Wang Heng glanced at him from time to time with his spare eyes.

Just when Da Hei was running out of words, the door of the Great Hall of the Divine Council opened.

Everyone looked over.

Da Hei was a little nervous, Wang Heng patted his arm for comfort, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

He had already done what he had to do, and no matter how cranky he was, he couldn't change anything.

Besides, it's none of his business in the first place.

Whether it was to fight with Jianyu Thunder God or to help Xiaofu, it was Bishamontian's decision, and he was just implementing and perfecting her ideas.

At most, it is to pay a favor to build the god of thunder.

One by one, the gods walked out of the temple, and occasionally someone whispered.

"How could the god of thunder be ......?"

"Preserve Artifact ......"

"Wind Cave ......"

"Tenjin ......"

"Bishamon Heavenly ......"

Wang Heng showed a hint of a smile.

Now that the god of thunder has come forward, this matter should be done.

It didn't take long for Wang Heng to see Bishamen holding Xiao Fu, who seemed to be a little prostrate, out of the temple.

With the big black to greet him, Wang Heng asked for advice.

Bishamon smiled and nodded at him.

Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief and pushed a handful of big black: "Don't go and help your family god master." ”

"Huh? Oooh! Da Hei replied a little dumbfounded.

Xiaofu raised his head and showed a bright smile to him: "Big black! We did it! ”

But a cold voice came from behind him: "Poor God, black weapon, don't be too happy." ”

When everyone heard the prestige, the female artifact was combed in a high bun, and the white ribbon was wrapped around her forehead and then tied behind her head in two pieces.

"The castle tower, the three battles, the Oshi ......," Kun muttered unintentionally or unintentionally.

Wang Heng's heart moved.

Amaterasu's artifact group, collectively known as the castle tower, Sanshi is her position, and Okuji is her name.

Aosi's face was cold: "Edict: Without permission, the poor god must not leave the three places of Yuanjiang, Shinano, and Kai, and must not use black weapons. ”

"The artifact is black," Osis paused, "It is up to Hengma, the Heavenly Dao Si of Bishamen, to guide and supervise it." ”

After speaking, he didn't stop, and turned around and left with a dissatisfied face.

Wang Heng frowned and looked at Bishamen.

Bishamen smiled bitterly: "It was proposed by the God of Thunder." ”

Wang Heng nodded and looked at Da Hei: "Then, you can learn the common sense of the artifact with me for the time being." ”

Da Hei nodded, but Xiao Fu bowed: "Then, Da Hei will trouble you." ”

Wang Heng dodged away without being polite, and said lightly: "It's just a trivial matter, no need to worry about it." ”

Xiaofu shook his head: "No, Bisha told me, without your words, I'm afraid I'll ......" Xiaofu smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders.

Wang Heng frowned: "It's a decision made by Lord Bishamen, I'm just implementing it." ”

Xiaofu opened his mouth to say something, but was pulled by Bishamen: "Okay, okay, Xiaofu, don't be embarrassed." ”

Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

The god of heaven walked out of the temple slowly, and the rainy season greeted him: "Gong." ”

Sugawara Michizane slapped her hand with a smile, looked at Wang Heng, and bowed his head slightly.

Wang Heng's heart twitched, although this god had always behaved well and spoken well and had been releasing kindness, he actually didn't want to deal with him.

A man who is a very popular minister in the world has become a god, and he has been honed for thousands of years, if it weren't for the rainy season, he wouldn't dare to imagine what it would be like.

Then Kenyu Thunder God came out from behind Sugawara Michizane: "Bishamon, how are you going to thank me this time?" ”

Bishamon frowned.

Jianyu Thunder God sneered: "Forget it, a woman who can't even control her own artifact, your favor is good." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Wang Heng: "Remember, a favor." ”

Wang Heng looked immobile and nodded.

Jianyu Thunder God smiled with satisfaction and greeted Huang Yun: "Let's go!" He waved his hand backwards as he walked.

Bishamen looked at Wang Heng.

"I'll talk about it later." Wang Heng said briefly.

Bishamon nodded.

"Hello, poor God."

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Xiaofu looked over curiously: "Huh? Who? ”

A middle-aged man in his thirties walked out of the temple, and behind him was the lord of the great powers, and the debate Caitian and Fu Lushou were also listed.

Wang Heng whispered to Xiaofu: "It's Ebisu-sama." ”

Ebisu's face was a little unhealthy, he looked at Xiaofu, and said in a deep voice: "I'm Ebisu, can I talk to you?" ”

Yan Mi stepped forward and stood and whispered something in Ebisu's ear.

Ebisu nodded from time to time, but still stared at Kofuku.

Xiaofu thought for a while: "Yes, but I don't call me a poor god, I am now called Xiaofu." ”

Ebisu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Sorry, rude." So, Miss Xiaofu, can I talk to you? ”

Wang Heng looked at Bishamen with some doubts, but saw Bishamen looking at Ebisu with a worried expression.

With a sweep of his eyes, Wang Heng suddenly found that several gods of fortune were looking at Ebisu with some concern, and the lord of the great country was even more unhappy glaring at Yan Mi: "Ebisu, what the hell are you doing?" Is there something wrong with your Doji? It's only been so long that you've changed generations three times! ”

"It's nothing, it's just a personal matter." A smile erupted on Ebisu's pale face, and then continued to look at Kofuku.

Xiao Fu hesitantly glanced at Bishamen, who looked at Wang Heng.

Wang Heng groaned slightly and nodded.

So Bishamen patted Xiaofu on the shoulder and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

So Xiaofu and Ebisu walked aside, Ebisu asked a few questions, and Xiaofu mostly answered after thinking for two seconds.

Without much delay, Ebisu quickly ended the conversation, only looking a little disappointed, but a little expected.

Waving goodbye to the other gods of good fortune, Ebisu thanked Kofu and quickly left the shrine.

The lord of the country and the others said goodbye to Ebisu a little absentmindedly, and then stared at Xiaofu who walked back with a confused face.

"What did he tell you?" The lord of the great power couldn't wait to ask.

Xiao Fu shook his head a little confused: "I didn't ask anything special, I just asked a few words about how I felt when I used the black weapon, which is not much different from the question of God during the divine discussion." ”

The gods of good fortune frowned.

"Ah, yes." Xiao Fu lightly clenched his fist with his right hand and tapped the palm of his left hand: "He also asked me if I could control the direction of the monster after opening the wind cave." ”