Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Dog Is Drawn

Judging from the level of martial arts masters that Wang Mang understands, the strength of the tendon training realm is nothing, but it is far beyond the level of ordinary people, and the most important thing is that it is already very good to reach the tendon training realm at this age.

As far as the entire acquired realm is concerned, there is only blood training, bone training and five internal organs, martial arts together, the more people go forward, the fewer people are, and the strength of Luo Yu's bone training realm and practicing the five internal organs is coaxing, and the strength of Wang Kun's five internal organs realm is almost sweeping the younger generation of the entire capital.

Wang Mang's strength in cultivating the tendon realm is nothing compared to a genius, but it is much stronger than ordinary people, and more importantly, with the powerful ability to move in a variety of ways, Wang Mang feels that he is a master of the five visceral periods, and he is not afraid, he can't catch up with himself, what is there to be afraid of.

In this kind of high-martial arts world, without the strength to be around, he is always a little afraid to go out, but now that he has some strength, Wang Mang's mind trembles a little.

People have done surveys before, if you go back in time, where would you most like to go?

More than 60 percent of the men who participated in the survey chose to go to the Qinglou.

Wang Mang is a normal man, and of course he has the same pursuits as other men.

Of course, really let Wang Mang go to Qinglou to do something, Wang Mang didn't have the courage to see the world, after all, Wang Mang really couldn't believe the ancient sanitary environment, he was an emperor and could enjoy the sanitary environment like this, ordinary people's health Wang Mang can imagine, Wang Mang doesn't want to be happy for a while, and he is making something unspeakable.

No matter how rich and noble do not return to their hometowns, such as brocade clothes at night, he is such a big emperor, he doesn't go out to shake his majesty, and squats in the palace all day long to deal with the concubines, eunuchs and palace maids, what's going on, it's not a palace scheming.

Coming from the masses and going to the masses, the great sages told Wang Mang that in order to become a qualified ruler of a country, one must communicate with the masses frequently, and only in this way can we think about what the masses think, be anxious about what the masses are anxious about, gather the wisdom of the masses, and always walk in front of the masses, lead the masses, and be the trendsetters of the times.

The above nonsense made Wang Mang convince himself that he must go out and go around and go deep into the masses.

Shopping is to go deep into the masses, drinking tea is to go deep into the masses, listening to operas is to go deep into the masses, and visiting Qinglou is naturally to go deep into the masses.

Wang Mang smiled, he had already found out if the courtiers found out what they had done, how could he explain it, such a big reason would be smashed down, who would dare to say that he Wang Mang was a plaything.

"Drip ......"

With a system prompt, Wang Mang remembered that he still had a divine object that he had not received.

The artifact is an item made from the essence of heaven and earth, and it has an incredible function, and Wang Mang is also very curious about what the artifacts are.

Wang Mang clicked to receive the artifact, and after a while, a lot of things appeared in front of Wang Mang, only a dozen things had names and surnames, and some things were hidden, and he couldn't see what they were.

"Are these fetishes, what are those hidden?" Wang Mang asked.

"Due to the low strength of the host itself, only these are available to the host. "The system said, the implication is that your strength is not enough, so you can't see and don't need some artifacts.

Wang Mang understood what he heard from the system, so he looked at these dozen kinds of divine objects and counted them, a total of twelve.

The twelve kinds of sacred objects are divided into three categories, namely architecture, treasures, and sundries.

The building categories are the construction token of the imperial study, the construction token of the Yangxin Palace, the construction token of the imperial garden, and the construction token of the Qiankun Palace (lottery).

The treasures are cornucopia, rainstorm pear flower needle, soft hedgehog armor, and Tianzi sword.

The miscellaneous items are an umbrella, a broom, a banana fan, and a dog.

That's right, there's a dog in the clutter, which is considered a pet? And what are these broom umbrellas for?

Wang Mang was speechless, looked at the system and said, "How to choose this, is it a free choice or a lottery?"

"Fetish prizes can only be drawn unless otherwise specified. The system said.

"Lottery, right? Wang Mang said: "It's not bad, anyway, twelve divine objects, you can always draw something, how can the system not give me a useless thing, then start the lottery!"

As soon as Wang Mang's voice fell, a familiar lottery system appeared in front of him.

"I'll wipe it!" Seeing this lottery system, Wang Mang shouted: "Didn't you say that it was a fetish lottery system, what is going on with this silver?"

In front of Wang Mang, where is the lottery system of twelve grids that he saw before, it has become sixteen grids, in addition to which gods Wang Mang just saw, there are four more grids, which are stored 10,000 taels, 30,000 taels, 50,000 taels, and 100,000 taels of silver.

"That's what the lottery system is!" the system said mechanically.

"If you want to give, you can give, what's going on?" Wang Mang said resentfully.

"That's what the lottery system is!" the system repeated.

I......

Wang Mang really scolded, but he also knew that he had nowhere to reason about this matter, and he still hadn't figured out where the system came from or where to find someone to reason.

"If the host continues to say something nonsensical, then this draw will be cancelled. Another voice from the system slowly came into Wang Mang's ears.

Wang Mang looked stunned, this is not only unreasonable, but he doesn't even scold people, maybe it's too domineering!

Since he didn't scold people, Wang Mang had to shut his mouth hatefully, and then focused his mind on these gods, which were not introduced much, but the existing introductions made Wang Mang drool.

"Lottery!"

As soon as Wang Mang's words fell, a pointer suddenly appeared on the roulette wheel and spun rapidly.

"No silver, no silver, no dogs, no brooms, no umbrellas...... Don't ...... silver"

As soon as the pointer turned, Wang Mang kept muttering in his mouth, he didn't want to draw silver, although he lacked silver, but silver was something that could be earned in this world, and those divine objects were extraordinary things that silver could not buy even if the dog wanted to.

But as the so-called fear of something, Wang Mang wondered if his attitude just now had angered the system, so the pointer slowly slowed down at the place of 10,000 taels of silver.

"In the past, don't stop!" Wang Mang shouted like a gambler: "The system is a good person, I don't want silver, you are a good person......"

I don't know if Wang Mang's words worked, and the pointer seemed to have strength again, crossed the 10,000 taels of silver, and walked forward.

"The system is a good person, a good person, the most powerful ...... in the world" Wang Mang saw that his praise seemed to have an effect, so he kept praising it, and the pointer lived up to Wang Mang's expectations.

"Yes, yes, as long as it's not silver and dogs...... Wang Mang exhaled a long breath and said in his heart: "It turns out that the system likes to listen to good words, it seems that in the future, I will have to say some good things and bribe ...... well."

"No!"

Although Wang Mang was thinking wildly in his mind, his eyes kept staring at the pointer, and as soon as Wang Mang said bribery, the system pointer stopped suddenly, and only a little bit passed the dog option, or at the speed of the pointer at the moment, it only took one ten-thousandth of a second to cross the dog.

"This is absolutely deliberate!" Wang Mang looked at the cornucopia behind the dog without tears, and gave himself a mouthful, calling you nonsense!

Cornucopia, Jubao, can produce a certain amount of gold per day.

The dog, the divine dog born of the essence of heaven and earth, does not know its role.