Chapter 147: Master of the Local Tyrant

Jade Illusory Realm, Underground Ancient Tomb.

The huge sarcophagus, lying quietly on the stone platform, a pair of men and women lying side by side in the sarcophagus, embracing each other for thousands of years, as if whispering, telling eternal love words.

The fairy sound stone floats above the sarcophagus, slowly rotating and shining brightly.

The figure of a beautiful girl, smiling and smiling on the wall, with beautiful eyes, is still so fresh and beautiful after thousands of years.

It's as if she's never disappeared from this world.

The figure of the Fusang Emperor flashed, and he appeared in this ancient tomb.

He looked at the delicate woman on the wall stupidly, and said softly:

"Yao'er, in three months, I will be able to accompany you, and from now on, we will not be separated, okay?"

"Yao'er, I miss you very much, I really miss you, you must be very lonely alone."

"I never thought that before I came to accompany you, I would be able to receive a disciple and pass on the mantle."

"This disciple is very good, I am very relieved......"

Emperor Fusang, as usual, chattered to his sweetheart in the jade coffin and said a lot of private words.

Fusang the Great stretched out his hands, which were almost transparent, and stared at them for a moment.

His hands, in this dark tomb palace, are almost invisible.

In three months, he will disappear from this world completely, and he will pass away with the wind.

His handsome face showed a sense of relief that was about to be relieved.

"It's been so many years, and finally I don't have to be alone anymore and wander in this world."

"It turns out that a complete death is a rare happiness for me."

In this world, there are many people who are struggling to survive as they are dying.

And some people, but there is no hope in life, their hearts are full of despair, and they have become walking corpses, bent on death.

And the Fusang Emperor was trapped in the Jade Illusory Realm, living like a walking corpse.

He lived helplessly and desperately, but he could not die completely.

His primordial spirit is too powerful.

so strong that he struggled helplessly for hundreds of thousands of years.

Finally about to be freed, his feelings are complicated.

At this moment, Hua Weiyang entered through the wall and appeared in the ancient tomb.

She was holding a tray with several bowls of food and three pairs of chopsticks on the tray.

Emperor Fusang watched in silence, and as in the past, she put the dishes and chopsticks on the offering table in front of the coffin and set them one by one.

Hua Weiyang placed the dishes and chopsticks, and muttered in his mouth:

"This bowl of rice belongs to the master, this bowl of rice belongs to the master, and this bowl of rice belongs to me."

Hua Weiyang picked up his bowl and said happily:

"Master, come and eat with the apprentices, the apprentices are dying of hunger."

There were only three dishes on the table, all of which were made locally in the Jade Illusory Realm.

In this jade illusory realm, there is nothing else, there are countless spirit grasses, and they are inexhaustible.

Hua Weiyang casually grabbed a few handfuls of grass on the ground, and made do with a few dishes.

A vegetarian stir-fried purple reishi, a thousand-year-old matsutake mushroom, and a spicy beef.

The spicy beef is processed from the beef jerky she took out of the ring she was wearing.

It was the beef jerky she had stored before she went up the mountain, so she took it and made a spicy beef.

There are not many dishes, but they are full of flavor and taste, and they look very delicious.

Since Hua Weiyang was forcibly input a lot of knowledge by Fusang Emperor, he knows all kinds of food in his mind.

Therefore, she tried new recipes every day, and enjoyed it tirelessly, her cooking skills increased day by day, and the spirit grass in the fantasy world became the material for her experimentation.

She was so violent that she used the spirit grass of tens of thousands of years as a wild vegetable.

Those spiritual grasses are all the best holy grasses that are hard to find.

If this is known to the world, these people will probably be angry to death.

Fusang the Great walked over and sat down at the table with her.

He looked at the dishes on the tray.

A few dishes are full of color and flavor, but unfortunately he can't smell or taste them.

Fusang the Great still praised:

"The apprentice's craft has grown again."

Hua Weiyang sandwiched a chopstick dish and sighed:

"Master, since I learned from you, this cooking skill is growing day by day, how can there be so many delicious foods in your mind? Have you eaten all the invincible opponents in the world before? "

Fusang the Great is full of black lines: "......"

Hua Weiyang smiled evilly while eating:

"Before Master, could it be that he was also a super foodie?"

Fusang the Great suddenly laughed:

"When you were your age, you were indeed a super foodie, and you ate almost all the food in the world."

While eating, Hua Weiyang asked curiously:

"Master, where are you from?"

"Remember, the teacher is from Penglai Immortal Island in the Eastern Wilderness, a mysterious merman tribe. In the future, if you have the opportunity, you must be a substitute teacher and go back to see it. "

"At that time, I was carefree as a teacher, and I only knew how to wander around all day...... What a beautiful time to be young......"

Hua Weiyang couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and asked with stars in his eyes:

"Master, is Penglai Xiandao beautiful? Are all the mermaids as handsome as you? "

Fusang the Great smiled:

"The appearance of the mermaid clan is indeed very handsome, and Penglai Immortal Island is also extremely beautiful."

Hua Weiyang suddenly remembered that in her dream, Jiuyou Xianlan told her the story of mermaid tears.

There are mermaids in the East China Sea, who can live for thousands of years, crying tears into beads, and are worth a lot of money.

The anointing burns the lamp, and it will not be extinguished for ten thousand years.

The woven shark silk is as light as a feather.

Its scales can cure all kinds of diseases and prolong life.

After his death, he turned into clouds and rain, rising in the sky and falling in the sea.

Shark tears, also known as shark beads, are a kind of superb gemstone that can be used to make all kinds of valuable jewelry.

She asked curiously, "Master, you are a merman clan, will you produce merman beads?" ”

Fusang the Great smiled and said:

"Sharks only give birth to shark tears when they are heartbroken and in pain."

"Moreover, the merman's tears are the merman's essence and blood, once the essence and blood dry up, the merman's lifespan will also be over."

"Huh?" Hua Weiyang swallowed a mouthful of rice in his mouth and said in horror: "It turns out that the mermaid bead is so sad. ”

Fusang the Great nodded:

"In the future, if you have the opportunity, you will go to see Penglai Immortal Island and see the mermaid clan on your behalf."

"I haven't been back to Penglai Xiandao for too long, and I don't know how the clansmen have developed."

Hua Weiyang nodded happily and responded:

"Okay, if I have the chance, I will definitely go back and have a look on behalf of the master."

The Fusang Emperor sacrificed a piece of ancient jade, which is smooth and simple, and it is a thing of the past at a glance.

The word "Fusang" is written on the ancient jade, and there is an ethereal island painted below, the island is over, and the red sun is in the sky.

Fuso the Great says:

"In the future, if you have the opportunity to go to Penglai Immortal Island, if you are rejected by the merman clan, you can give this jade to the king of the merman clan. Remember, you must meet the king of the Shark Clan to open it. "

Emperor Fusang told Hua Weiyang in detail about the method of opening the ancient jade's seal.

Hua Weiyang remembered them one by one in his heart.

She accepted the ancient jade and put it away in the ring.

Emperor Fusang thought about it, and sacrificed another storage ring, there were dozens of them.

Hua Weiyang said enviously:

"Master, do you have so many vows? I only have one. ”

Fuso the Great says:

"Apprentice, these are all left over for the teacher, and there are some things stored in them, so you can keep them as a thought."

She glanced curiously at an inconspicuous gray ring.

Just this glance made her excited, blood gushing up, her eyes blackened, and she almost fainted with excitement.

This gray ring, the prototype of which was about the size of this burial chamber, was filled with boxes and boxes of gold and silver jewelry.

What gold ingots, silver ingots, gold bricks and silver bricks, gold ingots and silver ingots, gold mountains and silver mountains, box after box, piece after piece, stacked as high as a mountain.

The pearl as big as a pigeon's egg, the colorful gems that can shine blindly, the pearl of jade agate night, packed in an unknown number of boxes, sparkling, round and jade, radiant, shining.

Some of the wooden chests were so old that they were torn, and gold, silver, and jewels were falling all over the floor.

Hua Weiyang stared at these treasures in amazement, almost blinding her eyes.

Just this one thing in the vows will be rich and rival the country.

She originally thought that Lechuan was enough of a local tyrant.

She never expected that the master she inadvertently picked up would be more tyrant than Lechuan.

There is really no pride, only more pride.

Hua Weiyang was like a dream, and he still had a mouthful of food in his mouth, and he forgot to chew it.

She hurried to check on another vow.

In this ring, there are all kinds of pills, top-grade medicinal materials, and heavenly treasures, most of which she doesn't know.

There were countless bottles in the jars, and they were neatly stacked on the shelves on one side.

What kind of alchemy furnace, pills at all levels, alchemy books, heavenly and earthly treasures, god-level spirit grass, super spirit stones, will be huge, full of rings.

Hua Weiyang felt that his eyes were not enough.

If it weren't for Emperor Fusang instilling in her in advance, so much knowledge, even if these things were placed in front of her eyes, she wouldn't know them.

Hua Weiyang hurriedly withdrew his divine sense, and no longer dared to check the other rings, for fear of being too excited and dying of blood.

She wiped the hot sweat from her forehead and coughed:

"Master, these things are too valuable, you better keep them for yourself, the disciple already has a vow."

Besides, she is walking outside with so many treasures, if people know about it, will there be peace?

Don't you have to worry about it every day, for fear of being remembered by thieves?

Hua Weiyang sacrificed the ring given to her by Lechuan and showed it to Emperor Fusang.

Emperor Fusang glanced at the ring in her hand with disdain, and said dissatisfiedly:

"This is what the little lover gave you, right? The space is so small and there are so few things, how can he be embarrassed to take it? ”

Hua Weiyang looked at his local tyrant master speechlessly, almost choked to death by rice, and was suddenly speechless and messy:

"Master Master, do you think everyone else is as proud as you?"

The ring given to her by Baili Lechuan contained gold, silver and jewelry, enough for her to eat for several lifetimes.

Does he think that the people in this world are the same as him Fusang the Great, with endless heavenly treasures, gold, silver and jewelry?

The vast majority of people are poor, right?

Emperor Fusang smiled faintly and said arrogantly: "Good man, you quickly throw away that broken ring and take the master's, in the future, these are all yours." ”