Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 640: King Wuji

After an unknown amount of time, Gong Liang opened his eyes, and saw a ray of sunlight shining in through the cracks in the cave.

Inspecting the dantian, the true qi has recovered, and the injury suffered from the forced practice of the Xuanyuan halberd has also recovered.

After entering the Mortal Transformation Realm, he thought he was already very good, but now it seems that he is just a little grasshopper, and even his moves are nothing more than gestures, which is really sad.

The picture of Xuanyuan Ji transmitted yesterday was actually a description of its origin, and the rehearsed moves were just incidental.

In ancient times, the innate gods and the monster race were the overlords of the world, and the human race was just a small tribe, very weak.However, the majestic man who made the Xuanyuan halberd led the human race to carve out a piece of heaven and earth in the realm of the monster race by himself. Because he used the halberd as a weapon, he was called the "King of Wuji".

It's a pity that it was not tolerated by the monster clan in the end, and was killed by a group of monsters. Xuanyuanji escaped by itself, and finally fell into the abandoned Longting Water Mansion.

The reason why King Wuji sealed the beast soul of Wuwu in the Xuanyuan halberd was because he wanted it to become the spirit of the halberd.

A piece of artifact is dead if it has no spirit, and only with the spirit of the artifact can it be advanced again.

It doesn't matter whether it is the Great Wilderness Divine Weapon or the Dongtu artifacts, but it is very difficult to produce the artifact spirit. The so-called spiritual artifacts only have a little spirituality. It is the instrument spirit.

At that stage, they are all existences against the sky, and it is only common for one thing to break the sea and shatter mountains and rivers.

Gong Liang checked his body, only to realize that Mi Gu and Yuan Gun Gun were still in the space.

It's okay to be round, this idiot is happy to eat and sleep in it.

The little guy can't do it anymore. He probably won't be happy if he hasn't let her out for so long.

Sure enough, as soon as the little guy came out, he pouted his mouth and complained very unhappy: "Papa, why do you always put my pup in there! I'm so good, I can help papa with many things, unlike Fuck off, eat all day long and do nothing."

Yuan Gungun has become accustomed to the little guy's slander, and doesn't bother to pay attention to the little guy.

Seeing that she was angry, Gongliang quickly took out the Xuanyuan halberd and said, "I didn't let you out because of something yesterday. Look, this is the treasure Yuan Gungun found, isn't it powerful?"

After finishing speaking, he swung the Xuanyuan Halberd to chop at a nearby stone, and the stone was immediately split into two.

"It's amazing!"

The little guy opened his mouth wide in surprise, and took out the little pumpkin hammer from the pouch, and said mightily, "Papa, use the halberd and halberd to chop off the little hammer and let's see who is the best."

Afraid of hurting her, Gong Liang quickly put away the Xuanyuan halberd, "This thing is very sharp, and a small hammer is no match for it."

Hearing Papa's words, the little guy threw away her favorite little hammer, and said with a puckered mouth: "The little hammer can't beat Papa's halberd, so I don't want it anymore."

Gong Liang quickly picked up the little gourd hammer, hugged her and comforted her, and promised to make her a pair of very, very powerful little gourd hammers in the future, and the little guy was happy again.

Mi Gu hugged Papa's neck, proudly showing off: "Papa, I have learned how to beat drums, it's so good, so good."

Tiangu has fallen into a deep sleep since he was injured in the battle with the Wusheng Patriarch of the Black Lotus Sect.

Now that he has barely regained his strength, he sent a message to Mi Gu last night about how to beat the drums.The little guy is very smart, he learned it in one night, and now he shows it off to Papa.

"dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong"

While beating the drum, the little guy danced in the cave to the rhythm of the drum.

That pink and tender, chubby cute appearance makes people's hearts melt.

Yuan Gun Gun watched for a while, and followed the rhythm of the drum, twisting the panda's fat buttocks.

Gongliang feels really sharp eyes. You said that if a Persian dancer with a graceful figure twists her graceful waist, it is pleasing to the eye and looks comfortable. It can be called "light and green waist dance" It's as gentle as a dragon swimming."

But what is it?

Yuan Gungun twisted his small fat buttocks, as if it wasn't satisfying, he stood up and waved his two short hands, the fat on his chest also trembled.

Is this the legendary milk shake dance?

Really hot eyes, Gongliang felt like he was going to faint.

Xiao Xiangxiang stood on the chubby shoulders, and also twisted her little buttocks, her pink fluffy tail swayed, like a seductive girl in a bird tail costume shaking her buttocks, very funny.

Gong Liang shook his head again and again, this little thing was skewed by Yuan Gun Gun.

Stayed in the cave for one night, and early in the morning, he, Mi Gu and Yuan Gun Gun sat on chickens and headed for Cangwu County.

Mi Gu has just learned to play the drums, and she is in high spirits, wanting to show off her prowess all the time.Even sitting in Papa's arms, he picked up the Tiangu and beat rhythmically according to the rhythm.

Not to mention, the little guy knocks quite nicely.

Gong Liang has always been curious about how the stone-like drum makes sound, so he asked Mi Gu to come over and knock it.

It's a pity that the sky drum was in his hands, and for some reason, it didn't make any sound no matter how much he knocked.But as soon as Migu took it over, he could make a sound again.

It seems that this thing only recognizes little guys, and it's useless for anyone to knock on it.

Yuan Gungun lay beside Gong Liang, and when he heard Mi Gu's beating the drum, he didn't feel itchy, so he took out the cymbals that Gong Liang bought for him from the storage bag, and beat it hard.

Gong Liang hugged Mi Gu, closed his eyes and enjoyed listening to her beating the drum, when suddenly a piercing sound rang in his ears, which made his ears buzz.When he opened his eyes, he saw the idiot Yuan Gungun knocking on the cymbals with excitement.

At this time, he had the heart to die.

I shouldn't have bought this thing for it in the first place, lest it take it out and make noise from time to time.

Chick was also startled by the sound of the cymbals, and turned his head to take a look. It was hard to call him a good friend, so he continued to fly forward.

Yuan Gun Gun knocked it a bit, but it wasn't satisfying, so he hit it hard again.The sound of cymbals, bursts of piercing sound, frightened the chicken slightly, and then fell down.Fortunately, it adjusted in time and recovered immediately.

Even a momentary fall is terrifying.

Yuan Gungun was so frightened that he hugged Gongliang with both hands and feet, for fear of falling and falling into panda meat sauce.

"Little chicken, fly better, don't fall down." Yuan Gungun yelled at the little chicken.

"Understood." Chick tweeted back.

After a while, seeing that the chick was flying normally, Yuan Gungun let go of Gongliang's arms and legs, picked up the cymbals, and began to strike again.

Gong Liang hurriedly stopped and said, "Don't knock any more, it's going to make a lot of noise."

When Yuan Gungun heard his words, he yelled in displeasure, "You're the one who pissed people off? Migu can knock, why can't I?"

"Do you think your knock sounds as good as hers?" Gong Liang glanced at it.

When Migu heard Papa's words, he put his hips on his hips and stared at Yuangungun. If what he said was wrong, the little guy would probably settle with him immediately.

Yuan Gungun didn't dare to say that the cymbals he knocked sounded better than Migu, otherwise the end would be very sad.It is also the master who can stretch and bend. It immediately put away the cymbals and lay down on the ground to rest.However, he still muttered in a low voice unwillingly: "I'm not bad at being chubby."

Without this idiot making troubles, the road was finally much quieter.

(End of this chapter)