Chapter 342: A Familiar Formula
If Shen Yun was here, his jaw would definitely drop in shock. Because after the "black-edged hollow man" finished speaking, he turned around, waved his sleeves slightly, and the closed door opened silently.
Qian Liu couldn't believe his eyes, and exclaimed, "My lord, didn't you say that you had to smash a dragon's head to get in?"
When the lord promised her, "I will also allow you to enter the temple for a month," she was thrilled, but she was just thinking about it in her heart, and she didn't really take it seriously. It's not that she's cowardly, but she's self-aware. So many new heads of the Heavenly God Sect have chosen to give up. What is it for her to enter the temple and experience?
Especially when she saw her senior brother smashing the dragon's head, she no longer had any hope - with her cultivation, she couldn't smash the dragon's head at all. Well, that's secondary. The dragon's head revealed its true body and swallowed the senior brother in one bite...... It's terrifying! She still has two legs so weak that she can't even raise the guts to stand in front of the dragon's head.
What she never expected was that this door could be opened without smashing a dragon's head. As long as the adults are willing, they can open it at any time as if they were all the doors!
Before that senior brother...... She looked at the adult again and shuddered.
Adult: "It's different. You're going to go in and clean the house...... Uh, you're idle out there anyway, so you might as well do something for me. Of course, if you're not happy, don't force it. ”
After a turn of thought, Qian Liu thought of the new leaders who had given up their training, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "They also clean the house?" It's a pity that I only saw a white expanse, like a mist.
This is the real Immortal Cave Mansion, with a fluttering fairy spirit. In this life, I can see with my own eyes where the gods live, and I also earn it. She withdrew her gaze, and her heart yearned for more.
There was a smile in the adult's voice: "How can being a slave be just cleaning the house." There's a lot more to do...... Well, it's all stupid physical work that you can do if you like. No one has been here for hundreds of years, and there is a lot of work. ”
It certainly won't be that simple. Qian Liu's eyebrows curled and said, "The disciple is willing, but according to the orders of the adults." ”
"That's good. The adult asked happily, "The stinky boy left you a bag of spiritual rice, so you know how to cook, right?"
"It can be cooked. Qian Liu didn't know what kind of cooking requirements he said "would", so he didn't dare to say anything.
"Hahahaha...... "The adult was happy, "as long as it can be cooked." I'll tell you the truth, I haven't smelled a meal in hundreds of years. You see, I'm so hungry that there's only a black bar left. ”
Is this hungry? Qian Liu's eyes widened in surprise, "You also eat?"
"Nonsense. If you don't eat, what am I going to do with a kitchen?" the adult waved his sleeves and urged, "Oh, hurry up, hurry up! ”
"Yes. "Qian Liu is a little blind. However, this did not prevent her from remembering to put away the bag of spiritual rice left by her senior brother before leaving.
When she walked to the Qingyu gate, she deliberately looked inside the door again.
It's still white, and I can't see anything clearly.
However, when she crossed the one-foot-high green jade threshold and looked up again, she found that the scene in front of her was completely different.
There was no white fog, all she saw was a very ordinary small courtyard.
The black tiles, the blue brick walls, and a bunch of shallots only grew two inches deep. Next to the small vegetable patch is an octagonal well made of bluestone. There was also a small stone mill under the window of the Westinghouse. They looked like the two and a half rooms, and they looked a little old.
If you feed a few chickens and ducks, and dry one or two clothes, it will be an ordinary family, full of fireworks.
After a while, Qian Liu came back to his senses and went back to see the adults.
As a result, she didn't see the adults, nor did she see the Qingyu Gate. Behind him was a white expanse, full of fog that was too thick to erase.
"What's the hell back in the back? The kitchen is over here. The lord stood in front of the half room and beckoned to her.
It's still black-edged hollow, but it seems to have an extra puff fan in his hand, and it's actually black-edged hollow!
Qian Liu was stunned for a moment, and after counting his breath, he reacted and responded: "Oh, just come ......"
In the sacrificial hall, Shen Yun was not so idle.
It took him a lot of effort to tear down the stone golem that was only two as tall as him. At this moment, he spread his hands and feet very unvividly, lying on the ground, opening his mouth wide, gasping for breath.
Well, he's still able to lie on the ground panting with all his beard and tail, all thanks to some knowledge of puppetry. Especially in the gladiatorial arena, and learned a lot of real skills from Wei Qingchen, who is familiar with this.
As a result, when he finally dismantled the stone golem into a pile of stone parts that could no longer be decomposed, a golden brocade fell from the roof.
That's right, it's the same Jinpa as outside.
There is also a line of Dan characters written on it: Congratulations, you have defeated the first-level gatekeeper puppet.
Before he could react, there was another noise above his head, and another piece of the same brocade fell.
This time it was written: Stinky boy, I secretly remind you in private, after three hours, this puppet will automatically recover. Are you sure you want to stay here?
Shen Yun was already exhausted, but after reading it, he collapsed to the ground decisively, not even wanting to move his fingers.
Thinking with your toes, you should stay here and rest for three hours, okay!
God knows how far he goes, and another puppet will appear? If he looks like this, will he still have a way to survive if he encounters a puppet again?
It's only three hours. Time is tight. Lying on the ground and panting for breath has become a very luxurious thing. After panting a little, Shen Yun gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and meditated cross-legged.
In this case, he will be able to recover his breath faster.
I was quite unconvinced.
The stone golem he had just demolished was five points similar to the wooden golem in the gladiatorial arena. The difference is that the stone golem is larger and does not have a "heart stone". Therefore, to deal with the stone golem, you can only completely disassemble it back to the state of parts. Otherwise, even if two full fingers are still connected, the two fingers will continue to fight.
The tenacity is touching, and there is wood!
Thinking of this, Shen Yun couldn't help but feel a sudden sudden-since this is the case, will the puppets here be the same as those in the gladiatorial arena, defeat once, upgrade once, and become stronger and stronger the more they fight?
Thinking about a very similar way of ditching and someone is going crazy.
Ahh
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A certain peak thanks to the book friend Harry for dialing a particularly large month and ticket, thank you!