The sacred object of the Star Picking Tower is the key target of He Lingchuan's operation. The torch can't be defeated too quickly.

Hindsight! The torch is angry when he looks at him now: "Once upon a time, now is now!" ”

"You don't even know it!" It was full of confidence, "Last time, it was Tong Ming Zhenjun God who came down, but he couldn't beat me, and the old thief had no choice but to take action!" Hehe, otherwise, how many of his so-called righteous gods can compare to me after they come down? ”

Dong Rui was moved: "It turns out that the last time it was actually two successive divine descents?" ”

These outsiders only know that the gods have taken action to suppress the culprit of the great earthquake in Lingxu City, but they don't know the twists and turns.

It turns out that even the legendary Spirit Void Saint Venerable personally took action?

Lingxu City was named after his honorific title, which shows its high status in the divine realm.

But now that I think about it, the torch is a giant monster that the Great Returning Sect and Lingxu City have spent a lot of money, a handful of Xuanjing in the left hand, and a handful of secret mines in the right hand, so what is the same thing as the many big demons who are still surviving?

More fundamentally, the Torch is the spirit of the Ruin Mountain, which can directly grab power from the infinite fire. If it is said that it is hard to consume and endurance, it is naturally invincible.

It can be described as unique.

On its own turf, there are few things that can beat it.

Most of the demon immortals who have survived from ancient times to the present day should be like Zhu Erniang. Only the one in front of him is the only existence.

So when Tiangong lifted a stone and hit his own foot, it was also very painful, right?

Having said that, he had heard from Sun Fuping that there had only been five recorded descents of the gods in history. It seems that the truth is far more than that, at least more than ten years ago, when the Torch was suppressed, there were two divine descents in succession.

Sure enough, the truth is hard to find.

"Exactly!" The torch smiled, "As far as I know, the old thief of the Spirit Void used too much force last time, and he has already damaged the skin. After all these years, he still hasn't found a new replacement. ”

"Oh?" He Lingchuan was stunned, "Is it hard to find?" ”

With the ability of a great empire like Bega, for more than ten years, he couldn't find an incarnation that the gods wanted?

"Nonsense!" Yu Ju snorted, "Ordinary humans can't bear the divine descending, and some will collapse the moment they come. The more powerful the gods, the higher the requirements for skins, and even some have special requirements...... Well, I've heard that the best skins are booked long in advance, not in a hurry! ”

Is that so? Do the best skins need to be ordered in advance?

He Lingchuan immediately remembered Zhong Shengguang's beloved daughter.

The more secrets he learned, the more mysteries he had. General Hong's ability to perfectly carry the power of the heavens proves that Zhong Shengguang's reward is not a momentary thought, but a long plan?

He Lingchuan even remembered himself. When the gods invaded the sea of knowledge, they mentioned that the glowing sigil belonged to another god, Narakuten.

When was this mark planted? If it was a long time ago, did it prove that the original body was also ......?

His train of thought was interrupted by a torch. The fire-and-flame monster was already impatient: "That's all that needs to be said, why don't you leave quickly?" "Standing at the bottom of the dark valley and chatting, is this really a night tour of the ruin mountain?

"Oh yes." He Lingchuan took out the Shaoling ore from the storage ring and poured it into the palm of the torch, "Your supper." ”

He bought a total of 300 catties of Shaoling ore from Fang Canran, and it only took less than 100 catties to fish out the torch last time. Even if you want to work happily together, give it the rest.

"I thank you." It's really a search, all the secret forces that come into contact with it, just count this kid the most angry! The torch grabbed the ore and swallowed it in one gulp.

"I'll see you in two days." He Lingchuan waved his hand at it and strode away from the Xushan Realm. There won't be any moths this time.

Taking advantage of the fact that the ground was still humid, he and Dong Rui walked out of the mountain and returned to Pianxiang Villa by snail toad again.

He Lingchuan kept an eye on it, and he had never seen a snail toad from beginning to end.

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During the daytime the next day, lightning flashed and thundered.

The whole world seemed to be silent, and there was only the sound of torrential rain in the heavens and the earth.

Even the little squirrel who came to deliver a letter to He Lingchuan had a drop of water hanging on his head.

He Lingchuan hurriedly took it to the fire. The little thing grunted and asked for overtime pay for running errands on a rainy day.

It's not just itself that delivers the news, but a whole team behind it.

He Lingchuan had to give generously, and paid an extra ten taels of silver and five catties of gold pine nuts.

This is taken from the unique golden pine of the northern coast, the yield is small, and the taste is particularly fragrant, and it is not only popular with humans in Lingxu City, but also rodent monsters. The only feature is that it is expensive, and the money to buy five bags of ordinary pine nuts is only enough to buy half a catty of golden pine nuts.

The little squirrel ran to the fire to shake its fur, and gnawed on it while roasting the fire.

"Where's the news?" This little thing is getting bigger and bigger.

"Oh, he said, it's all settled."

He Lingchuan confirmed again: "The quantity is correct? ”

"The quantity is correct, and there are three hundred catties more."

Only then did He Lingchuan show a satisfied smile: "Great, Manager Fang is really reliable." ”

It can be done in such a short time, and the energy of the general manager of Dunyuan is really not small.

……

After another two hours, the heavy rain that descended on the Soul Void City finally stopped.

Merchants in the market have come out to solicit business, and they want to rush to make a few more orders before dark. Lingxu City is expensive in every inch of land, the shop rent is so expensive that it is scary to death, and it is delayed by the torrential rain for most of the day, and the rest of the time can not be wasted.

Wu Kee Pie House, which runs in Nanxinzhuang, is a husband-and-wife stall, and the wife bends down to scoop the water, and the husband is busy arranging the freshly baked cakes in front of the stall.

His house was converted into a shop along the street, and the wooden windows were laid outward, making it a table that did not touch the ground. There are rules here in Nanxinzhuang, it is not allowed to occupy the road to operate, and violators will be severely fined! Stalls like this are not considered to occupy the road, so doing this from door to door is a major feature of the site.

"Newly baked pies, custard filling, winter melon sugar and salted meat filling, rose caramel filling—"

The steaming three-scorn pie was placed on the stall, neat and neat, and the fragrance floated for two miles.

If there is no real effort, if there is no recognition from the neighbors, how can Wu Ji pie survive in the fiercely competitive Lingxu City?

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased, but somehow, everyone didn't seem to want to buy cakes. There were so many people coming and going in front of the store, and none of them stopped.

Lao Wu had to let his wife shout on the street.

The wife holds a plate with cut bread on top for the guests to taste.

Four or five children came running from the opposite side, chattering.

The wife invited them to eat two loaves of bread, and the children refused to come, arguing as they ate.

One of them was a little fat man who said, "What a big snail, so big, so big!" ”

"What a snail, that's a slug!"

The little fat man was unconvinced: "Obviously its back shell is as big as a house, can't you see it?" My father said that what has a shell is a snail! ”

The wife was amazed, "What did you say?" ”

"There's a big snail over there, bigger than a small house!" The child pointed to the white pine warehouse opposite, and gestured, "We saw it through the crack in the door!" ”

"Slug!"

The little fat man rolled his eyes, looked at the woman and said sincerely: "Sister-in-law Liu, I will buy three malt cakes, you go over with us to take a look, and comment, in the end, I am right!" ”

A snail bigger than a house? Sister-in-law Liu agreed without much thought, isn't it just a matter of taking two steps?

She turned back to her husband and walked away with the children.

Wu Ji pie has been open in Nanxinzhuang for eighteen years, and I watched the warehouse opposite change its owner. The warehouses and warehouses are all places to put the goods, and only a few warehouse keepers live, and they usually don't need to be carefully maintained. In the yard at the entrance of the alley, there is a wooden board that has been broken for four or five days and has not been repaired, and now only half of it is left, and people who come and go can see the movement in the warehouse at a glance.

When the children came here, they were quieter and often booed each other to remind each other, lest they might alarm the things inside.

Walking to the edge of the plank, the little fat man whispered: "Sister-in-law Liu, look! ”

Sister-in-law Liu leaned over to take a look, and at first glance she didn't see any snails, but she was surprised, and suddenly found that the house moved.

Hey?

Hey!!

That's not a house, that's a volute!

Brown, like wood with paint off.

And the owner of this volute seems to be an oversized mollusk, and he does not see the hind limbs, but stretches out two strong, muscular front legs, and lies in a warehouse!

The rustling sound is incessant, and it seems to be eating something?

Sister-in-law Liu is not as ignorant and fearless as a little ghost, and immediately remembered several legends that have been circulating in Lingxu City recently, what is the white sand of the Chiyan Kingdom, the elixir, and the green palace......

She was very nervous, and subconsciously used a little more strength to press the plank, only to hear the sound of the ground, and the plank suddenly fell inward.

The mouth of the alley is not quiet, but the wooden planks are still very loud when they hit the stones.

The monster's movements paused, and suddenly turned back.

It doesn't seem to have a neck, and it seems to have a long neck that can be twisted 180 degrees.

From sister-in-law Liu to the child, no one can clearly explain the weird perception.

But the weirdest thing is the monster's face—

The face plate is frighteningly large, and the two antennae are like antennas, and the grin reaches behind the ear. It looks like a toad doesn't look like a toad, and a snail doesn't look like a snail. Sister-in-law Liu's thought flashed through her mind for a moment, and it turned out to be:

None of the kids said yes.

This is neither a snail nor a slug!

What the hell is this, is it...... What is it?

The night before yesterday, she was still messing with Old Man Wu!

Of course, her body's instinct reacted faster than her sanity, and she took two steps back and screamed loudly—

"Monsters!"

The children were first startled by the monster's turnaround, and then startled by Sister-in-law Liu, they were all stunned for a moment, and then screamed with her and ran backwards together.

At this time, the flow of people on the street has increased, and this large and small screaming and running immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The onlookers who went over with curiosity also covered their mouths and retreated, running away quickly.

In this way, there are more and more people.

The monster is still there, and the old god seems to know that the people who come and go are ordinary people and monsters, and they don't take it seriously, and turn around to do the original thing.

(End of chapter)