Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 334

In the Sumeru Realm, there was an instant of silence...

All eyes were on Po Ding who suddenly spoke.

As if feeling the gazes of everyone watching, the rusty and gaping cauldron body shook slowly twice, and suddenly yelled out of nowhere: "What are you looking at! Rude little girl!" Son! Hurry up and call grandpa!"

Yan Yan was happy, and walked over to Po Ding to look around, Yan Yan smiled and asked: "Do you want me to call you Grandpa? All right, I will call you the flower of the Emperor's House, otherwise you have to call me Grandma !"

After Yanyan finished speaking, Deng Wenming covered his mouth and laughed.In terms of poverty, no one is as tall as Miss Yan!
The flower of the emperor's house twisted her beautiful blue crystal body, circling on the lid of Deng Wenming's alchemy furnace...

It seems that everyone is joking and talking big.

"Hey, I have a bad temper! Lord Ding is now in Pingyang, and the phoenix is ​​down, and he is being laughed at by you grandchildren and grandchildren. Canghua, you don't care about these grandchildren!"

Po Ding twisted its tattered body, and yelled at Cang Hua who was sitting in front of the shrine through the gap.

Canghua's purple eyes rolled over quietly: "What did you call me just now?"

"Cang..."

Po Ding was about to blurt out, but suddenly realized, he immediately smiled hippie: "Ang...Dijun, I am too old and have a bad memory, Dijun, you don't care about villains, Dijun grows cabbage in his belly, don't care about me, an old man. I have forgotten that all five of you emperors have proved the Tao and were named the masters of this world by God Xi. Therefore, I should honor you as old, Dijun!"

Although these words were still outrageous, but Yan Yan was shocked when he heard them.

According to the meaning of Po Ding's words, this thing seems to be innate, and it should be a spiritual treasure of the same era as Canghua and the others.

Deng Wenming didn't know the ancient gods and things, and he couldn't understand what the broken tripod was talking about. He just felt that the broken tripod was covered in clouds and mist when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't find the north at all.

Po Ding was still lamenting endlessly: "Hey, the world is really bad, Master Ding, I was born at an untimely time, I think back then..."

"Wait a minute!"

Yan Yan interrupted Po Ding's monologue unceremoniously, raised half of her eyebrows and urged: "Whether you want to practice that flower or not, if you don't practice it, then quickly call Auntie, Auntie, I'm still busy here, I don't have time to listen to your memory Si Tian!"

Po Ding immediately jumped up and scolded: "Hey! I have a bad temper, you little girl is so rude..."

Yan Yan turned to the sky and rolled his eyes: "Sumeri Realm, swing this broken tripod 360 times for five times!"

As soon as Yanyan finished speaking, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up in Xumi Realm, holding up the tripod and rushed into the air.

The broken tripod was caught in the wind blade of the strong whirlwind, and the rusty tripod body on the body began to splash with iron filings...

The broken cauldron kept yelling in the wind, and the voice was blown out of tune: "Hey, all my carved flowers have been blown away... It's all blown away... Hey, little girl... woo... Mother... "

Yanyan folded her arms and sneered: "I don't raise idlers in Xumi Realm, they are either capable or cute. Those like you who are not capable but talk too much, just grind them up and use them as fertilizer!"

In her Sumeru, she dared to yell at her, no matter whether you are prehistoric or about to be scrapped, you should clean up and be honest first.

The broken cauldron was dizzy and dizzy after being swung, and when it was swung down, there was really no scum left.

This Ding is also a slick philistine, and at a glance, he saw that Canghua was with this little girl, so he succumbed and begged for mercy: "Grandma, grandma, I dare not, I made a mistake, I will apologize to you, please Auntie, let me down!"

Yan Yan curled her lips into a smile, and with a gesture of her hand, the wind stopped instantly.

"Boom!" The broken tripod fell heavily and hit the ground hard.

There was not even a scratch left on the ground of Xumijing, and there were iron filings all over the ground.

The broken cauldron was thrown to the ground and grinned: "Oh... you should be gentle! I am an old bone... Hey! Today's young people don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and the world is going down... ..."

Yan Yan heard it funny.

I don't know whose family this old tripod belongs to. It has been brought up so poorly. His master must be talking about his ancestors.

Yanyan was somewhat curious about this old Ding's life experience.

Seeing that Po Ding didn't even have the strength to twist her body at this moment, Yan Yan walked over and hooked her toes, straightened the Po Ding that was upside down on the ground, and said with a smile: "I think your attitude is still reluctant, the sum just now counts." It's over. But you have to practice that flower for me."

Po Ding glanced at the grotesque flower of the emperor's house, and sighed: "Hey, let alone this broken flower, even if it blooms in a forest, Lord Ding will give you a pot of it." It's a pity, today is not what it used to be, Master Ding has already exhausted his spiritual energy, and even to speak, it is only after staying in this treasured environment for these days that he has cultivated some energy and spirit. Can't make alchemy, can't do it!"

Yan Yan pointed to Deng Wenming not far away: "Then tell him the method of refining and let him practice."

The broken tripod shook the tripod body, and dropped another piece of subway scum: "I can't make it, Mr. Ding, and the broken stove and the brat next to it are even more impossible!"

"Still poor!" Yan Yandai frowned, raising her hand to pat her!
It's so irritating, she just spent a lot of money to buy the alchemy furnace, and the Po Ding dares to call it a Po Stove. After all, no one has any self-knowledge!
Seeing that Yan Yan was annoyed, Po Ding quickly explained: "It's not that I look down on you, the flower of the emperor's house has absorbed the spiritual energy for several years and thousands of years, you said you take a new stove, and a man with little cultivation You little brat just wants to refine other people's god grass, isn't that whimsical? If you don't believe me, just look at Canghua, why doesn't he try to refine it?"

Yup!

One word reminded Yanyan.

Yanyan turned her head to look at Canghua.

Canghua nodded: "What it said is true, the pill furnace you bought is indeed unable to refine the flowers of the Emperor's House."

Yan Yan pressed her brows together: "Then you didn't say it earlier!"

Canghua: "On the day you bought the pill stove, I felt that all the pill stoves in the store were really not outstanding. Just this rotten tripod is barely enough."

After the broken tripod was praised, his heart was full of joy and he began to chatter, and the iron filings on the tripod's body were twisted all over the ground again.

Yan Yan was extremely depressed: "But this Po Ding personally said that it can't be refined."

Canghua: "At this point, I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Po Ding immediately yelled: "Hey! Emperor Qingcang, as an emperor, you have to be reasonable. Who is dead? My majestic Ding Lord, the old ancestor in the alchemy furnace, why did I die? You have to make it clear ! Or we will never finish..."

Yanyan raised her forehead: "I didn't say you were a dead horse, Canghua just used an analogy, do you understand the analogy?"

What the hell did she get back, the whole one, two hundred and five, next time she meets Hu Lu Xiaofei, she will get this broken tripod out to fight with that person.

Two hundred and five against two hundred and five, just right!
Po Ding Ding is still there endlessly: "It's not my aunt, we have to be reasonable when we speak and behave, right? Is it my fault that I can't make alchemy? Isn't it? Since it's not my fault, why should I blame me? Is it a dead horse? Just because he is an emperor? Is this called relying on the strong to bully the weak? Even if he is really strong, he..."

"I'll borrow your spiritual power, will you practice it or not?" Canghua interrupted suddenly.

"Practice!"

The whole space is instantly quiet!

(End of this chapter)