"Do you have some misunderstanding of this immortal, there are few magic weapons in the world, and there are not many immortals. I haven't seen anything like a book. ”

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and looked at Wang Daoyi speechlessly, this little guy, wouldn't she come to fight the autumn wind.

Wang Daoyi looked at Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun even more speechlessly, and there were few heirloom magic weapons.

Can it only be said that he is worthy of being an immortal?

The pursuit of the thousand-year-old family of Hanfeng Iron Ware is not a few here in Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun.

Wang Daoyi suddenly remembered that the two disciples of this True Monarch, whether they were Ganyu or Shenhe, seemed to have their own five-star weapons.

Good guy, this Liuyun borrowing wind Zhenjun is really rich.

It's really bad (good) for such a rich bird to tear a piece of clothing in half and give it to Ganyu and Shenhe.

A shy smile appeared on the little face: "I don't dare to peek into the treasures of the True Monarch, I came here today to ask the True Monarch to help me draw the drawings of the magic weapon." ”

"It's fun to draw drawings!" Liuyun borrowed the wind and Zhenjun's head, not to fight the autumn wind, "Then let's talk about it, what kind of drawings are drawn, can there be prototypes?" ”

If Wang Daoyi made up his mind to beat her autumn wind, for the sake of the emperor, she would really have some blood.

"The emperor has granted me authority, given me gnossy, and allowed me to imitate his former posture, and in that posture, I will condense a huge rock treasure book and use it as a magic weapon, and I hope that the true monarch will draw a book and magic weapon for me based on this huge rock treasure book."

The amount of information in this sentence was too large, and Liuyun borrowed Feng Zhenjun without answering for a while, and even Shenhe on the side showed a little very, very faint curiosity.

The emperor actually gave him authority and gnosis, and even allowed him to spy on the power that belonged to Morax.

After a long time, Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to come back to his senses.

"Since the emperor has allowed you, then I will naturally promise too, summon the treasure book you said, and I will draw drawings for you now."

The golden immortal power appeared on Liuyun Borrowing Wind True Monarch, and a thin scroll of drawings and a quill appeared in front of Liuyun Borrowing Wind True Monarch.

Wang Dao took a look at the environment on the side, and then looked at Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun: "Please also ask Zhenjun to open the connection between the cave and the outside world, and a huge amount of rock elements are needed to condense the treasure book." ”

Wang Dao was afraid that the condensation treasure book would empty the rock element of this cave, and it would be funny to turn around and collapse the cave.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and didn't talk nonsense, I don't know what I did, Wang Daoyi felt that the cave and the outside world had restored contact.

"I am not strong enough now, and after entering the posture of the emperor, there will be some changes, please forgive me."

Wang Daoyi made a bottom first, watched Liuyun borrow the wind Zhenjun and nodded, and then communicated with the divine gnosis in the depths of his soul.

The golden gnosis in the depths of the soul was surging, the vast golden aura covered the entire soul, and wisps of golden light appeared on Wang Daoyi's body, sacred, majestic, and undesecrated, and the powerful aura spread around the body, and even the suppressed Shenhe had to retreat one after another.

The shoulder-length black hair was infected with rock elements, growing until it reached its waist, and the ends of the hair glowed with a faint golden light.

Like the original Tianheng Mountain, the rock elements in the entire Aozang Mountain area are frantically gathered.

Endless rock elements converged behind the royal road, constantly changing, and eventually, formed a huge rock treasure book.

God's Posture: Full Strength Form.

As soon as Wang Dao was suspended in the air, his eyes were full of gold, and the pride of the gods appeared under his eyes again.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to exude golden immortal power, protected Shenhe, and then looked at Wang Daoyi, who was using his divine posture with all his might.

"It's really a bit like an emperor." Different from Xiao's denial, Liuyun borrowed the wind to feel that Wang Daoyi's current posture already had a bit of the emperor's past appearance.

"It's just that the former emperor was not as arrogant as you in his eyes."

Hearing Liuyun's words by borrowing the wind Zhenjun, the corner of the god's mouth smiled: "I am a mortal, I have a glimpse of the mystery of the gods, and it is natural to be arrogant, this is human nature." ”

Then his eyes changed: "Don't talk nonsense, draw drawings for me!" ”

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun shook his head, no wonder he asked her to forgive him just now, just in this tone, Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun wanted to do it.

"Take control of the Tome and show me its mysteries." Try not to think about Wang Daoyi's offense, Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and said directly.

His eyes were filled with gold, and he raised his chin slightly: "As you wish." ”

The huge rock treasure book behind him was opened, and the huge elemental magic weapon belonging to the posture of the god revealed his mystery to Liuyun Borrowing Wind True Monarch.

The golden fairy power was boiling, and Liuyun was also filled with gold in the eyes of the wind, and the quill pen was under her control, quickly drawing on the thin scroll of drawings.

On the other side, Shen He watched the movements of the two, his face was expressionless, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes, this kind of powerful posture was something she had never seen before, even if she had followed Liuyun to borrow the wind Zhenjun to learn the immortal method for so long, she had never seen Liuyun borrow the wind Zhenjun to do something in such a posture.

The vast rock elements poured in through the connecting passage between the Immortal Mansion and the Ozang Mountain, constantly cheering around Wang Daoyi.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and stared motionlessly at the huge rock treasure book behind Wang Daoyi, the mystery on it, even if it was her, she needed all her strength to record, so that there would be no omissions.

The quill pen is constantly depicted on the drawing, obviously a small scroll of drawings, but it seems to have endless blanks, easily recording the vast mysteries.

Time passed little by little, and soon half a day passed, and a little sweat appeared on Wang Daoyi's forehead, maintaining the posture of a god, even if it was not a battle, maintaining it for so long still made Wang Daoyi feel the pressure.

However, under the posture of a god, the arrogant god mentality would never tell Liuyun that he was a little tired.

Gritted his teeth and persevered.

After a long time, when Wang Dao's nerves were tensed, Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to disperse the golden immortal power, recalled the quill, and only kept the scroll that drew the mystery of the rock treasure book.

Relieved, Wang Daoyi immediately withdrew from the posture of the gods, this was the longest time he had entered the posture of the gods, without any image, he sat on the ground with his butt and gasped for breath.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun's eyes with a slight smile: "Originally, I wanted to record it twice, but I didn't expect you, a junior, to be young, but have some stamina." ”

I can't tell whether Liuyun is praising him or laughing at him.

Wang Daoyi recovered for a while before asking: "The strength of the younger generation is not as advanced as the true monarch, I don't know if this drawing is still smooth." ”

"If there is an immortal shot, it is naturally a hand-to-hand capture." Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun raised his head arrogantly, and then looked at the scroll in front of him with some distress, "This scroll of Wugen, which records the drawings, should be regarded as a meeting gift for you, who is a senior!" ”

Looking at the other party's distressed appearance, Wang Daoyi's heart moved, this picture scroll is probably also a treasure, and it is a very cherished treasure.

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Name: Scroll of the Rootless

Story: A scroll made of fluff taken from an unknown demon god has been cast by an immortal with an unknown spell, and has a storage space that can be called 'Wugen'.

Note: The storage space of this scroll can only be used to store the existence of text, graphics, and symbols, and cannot store actual items.

Note: This scroll has been emptied, and only the casting drawings of the unknown artifact are currently stored.

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A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and Wang Daoyi looked at Liuyun Borrowing Wind Zhenjun gratefully.

"Hmph, although your junior has deceived us, but after all, he is the emperor's dependent, since you want to cast a magic weapon, I naturally can't be stingy, this Wugen scroll, taken from the old demon god, and was cast by the immortal family with a spell, can store information, just suitable for you to make books and magic materials."

Liuyun borrowed Feng Zhenjun's tone to be extraordinarily arrogant, and the identity of Wang Dao Yiyan's dependents was worthy of her to show her arrogant side.

"Thank you for the treasure!"

Wang Daoyi said gratefully.

"No need to thank you, if you have a heart, I have two disciples, one is Ganyu and the other is Shenhe, you are walking in the world now, if you meet them in the future, don't let them be wronged."

Tsundere Zhenjun did not accept Wang Daoyi's gratitude, but pointed to Shenhe on the side.

Wang Daoyi nodded seriously: "If there is a need for me, I will definitely take action." ”

"That's fine."

(End of chapter)