Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 348 Wu Zhao: Someone must want to hurt my teeth!
In Haoran's lineage, if it is said that Chen Lu's cultivation base is the highest under the saints in the sect.Then there is another one whose cultivation level 60 years ago surpassed Chen Lu's.

This person is Zilu, the master teacher of Haoran's lineage 60 years ago.

However, an accident happened 60 years ago, which gave Chen Lu a chance to succeed and replaced him with Zilu.

Since then, Zilu has been ordered by Saint Meng to practice self-reflection in the door. It is difficult for outsiders to know how far his cultivation has reached.

It's not that Zilu made a mistake, Chen Lu never had the chance to join the elder brother in charge.

"This person is nothing to be afraid of. Once Haoran's sage's heart collapses, the grand way of Haoran's lineage is shattered, and none of the disciples of Haoran's lineage is spared, their cultivation base will fall and regress accordingly. From then on, there will be no chance to advance. Their path of practice It's broken! Besides, Zilu is also said to be a descendant of a certain Qi trainer master, if we make a move, we will inevitably cause karma, so it's better to wait for his Dao heart to collapse by himself." Chen Lu disagreed.

"But senior brother doesn't want Senior Brother Zilu's Jushen Fist?" Gao Dacong said in a low voice.

Hearing Gao Dacong's words, Chen Lu paused, and a thrilling gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Ju Shen Quan!" After a long time, Chen Lu took a deep breath: "Ju Shen Quan is just a legend. If Ju Shen Quan had been true, Zilu would not have been defeated back then. Zilu's family would not have been so miserable either! "

"It is said that Jushenquan is a relic left by the old grandpa. Practicing Jushenquan can gain the power of the gods. As long as you know the real names of the gods, you can borrow the power of the gods, and even invite the legendary gods Go down to earth." Gao Dacong continued to seduce.

Hearing Gao Dacong's words, Chen Lu fell into deep thought: "Ke Zilu is not easy to mess with."

"Brother Haoran is in a great position now. Even if Zilu is not easy to mess with, we have a chance." Gao Dacong said: "Brother might as well ask Zilu to come here to talk, and then we will make a secret arrangement and capture Zilu. The whole In Haoran's lineage, the only one who can fall into the eye of senior brother right now is probably the legendary God-holding Fist."

"Zi Lu is not easy to mess with!" Chen Lu took a breath, her eyes lost in reminiscence.

Only those who have experienced the accident of Haoran's lineage 60 years ago know how terrifying Zilu is.

Zilu is not called Zilu.

Zi is just the honorific title people give to him.

But because he was not sanctified, he could not be called Zizi, so people put Zizi before his name.

In the accident 60 years ago, Zilu and Saint Haoran fought eighteen moves.

Zilu traveled all over the world in his early years and created his own supernatural power: eighteen movements.

Eighteen masters have never met rivals.

The saint once said that if Zilu's eighteen moves can break through twenty moves, he would be invincible under the saint.

If you can break through 36 moves, even if you have not stepped into the realm of a saint, you can still sit on an equal footing with a saint.

The Eighteen Movements are magical powers created by Zilu after observing everything in the world.

It is not accurate to say that it is supernatural power, because Zilu's eighteen movements have turned into "weird".

It's weird to be alive!
Except for the sage, everyone's understanding of Zilu's eighteen movements is based on the sage's description.

Except for the saints, everyone who saw the eighteen movements died.

No one knows what the Eighteen Movements are like, and what power the Eighteen Movements have.

The only battle that remains in people's memory is 60 years ago, when Zilu fought an imperial ghost. Although Zilu did not kill the ghost, he flattened the mountain of the ghost and turned the ghost into a wild ghost. Ghosts roam the world.

Obviously, Chen Lu was very afraid of Zilu's eighteen moves.

"Brother, if you are afraid of those eighteen moves, why not invite foreign aid? I believe that there are many people outside who are interested in Jushenquan." Gao Dacong said sweetly.

Hearing this, Chen Lu was silent: "Who are you inviting?"

"People from the Demon Sect will never give up this opportunity. And the Sanjiang Water God of the Sanjiang Gang has long coveted Zilu's Jushen Fist." Gao Dacong said.

While the two were still discussing, they never thought that a bigger storm had already rolled up in the vassal state of Dazhou 360 and [-]th Route.

The extremely distant coast of the East China Sea.

An ancient city towering straight into the sky stands on the shore of the East China Sea, suppressing the vast blue waves of billions of miles.

Surrounded by clouds and mists, a girl in a golden robe and a high ponytail was sitting in a palace thousands of square meters in size.

There is a long table in the palace, the long table is [-] meters long, and there are exquisite snacks and dishes on it.

Numerous maids shuttled among them, picked up the countless dishes, and sent them to the girl on small plates.

Compared with that year, Wu Zhao has now grown at least one head. At this time, his legs are on the table, eating the snacks bite by bite, allowing the girl to carefully put the snacks into her mouth.

"Miss, the time for your nurturing partner has been confirmed."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. An old man with white beard and hair but strong spirit walked in from the door with big strides and stood ten meters in front of Wu Zhao.

"I want a dragon seed! A dragon seed that really contains the blood of a real dragon, not something that is fooled by the elders of the family." Wu Zhao stopped eating, turned his head and glanced, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

The bloodline of the Yulong family is the most peculiar, and it needs the help of real dragons to cultivate and grow stronger.

The stronger the captured real dragon, the faster the cultivation speed, the stronger the strength, and the higher the upper limit.

"The third prince of the East China Sea is lost! It is said that he got lost in the Dragon Palace." The old man lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that his voice would be a little louder, and someone would hear him.

"Really? Is that the third prince I know?" Wu Zhao's eyes lit up immediately, Erlang's legs were all down, and he leaned forward to ask a question.

"It's that dragon species!" The old man looked left and right, and finally signaled the maids in the hall to back out, then lowered his voice and said, "It is said that the third prince was lost yesterday."

"It's good to get lost! It's good to get lost! If he hadn't lost, I'm afraid I haven't had a chance yet. It is said that this third prince is a true dragon with the purest blood in the dragon clan for 8000 years. It seems that he has the blood of a distant ancestor in his body Awakening. This loach was born with the innate spirit treasure Dinghai Shenzhu, and he inherited the hope of the dragons of the four seas. His blood is so pure that it is expected to open the ruins of the crystal palace of the ancient dragons in Dongting Lake. I think it's tricky. How can the majestic West Sea Dragon Girl condescend to marry a small lake aquarium suppressed by the human race? At that time, it must have been the Dragon Race of the Four Seas who wanted to take the opportunity to verify the purity of the blood and open the Crystal Palace. Let's take the opportunity to see if we can find a bargain and catch that dragon species, but who knows that the demon way has messed up the good thing."

Speaking of this, Wu Zhao gritted his teeth angrily.

"I had already seen that dragon species at that time, and it was only one foot away from the dragon species. I could catch that dragon species and turn it into the strongest master of my Yulong clan, but who knew that someone would mess it up .”

"These loaches are really cunning. The prince of the East China Sea asked the Dragon Girl of the West Sea to secretly take it with him when he married. If I hadn't been reminded by an expert, I'm afraid it would be difficult to know the secrets. It's a pity, after all, it was a chess difference. I missed the opportunity." Wu Zhao said with regret on his face, "Have you ever found the trace of that fortune teller?"

"It is said that the last time Shen Suanzi appeared was in Liangjie Mountain, and he enlightened Xiang Caizhu. Then Xiang Caizhu awakened his blood, and from then on, Shen Suanzi disappeared in the world." The old man said.

"Two Boundaries Mountain?" Wu Zhao couldn't help being stunned when he heard about Two Boundaries Mountain, a dirty figure appeared in his mind.

"In recent years, have any warriors come to see me?" Wu Zhao asked.

"No." The old man said.

"Could it be that someone came here before, but was blocked by that group of blind servants?" Wu Zhao asked again.

"There are strict rules at home, and this kind of thing will never happen." The old man said.

"That's really weird, why didn't you come to me?" Wu Zhaoqi's cheeks gradually puffed up: "Or did he die in the turmoil of Liangjie Mountain?"

Wu Zhao felt a little regretful, Cui Yu's material transformation was worthy of her training.

It's a pity that Cui Yu didn't come.

"I hope you are still alive." Wu Zhao muttered.

"By the way, what's the matter with Liangjie Mountain? Are there any experts at home to join in the fun?" Wu Zhao asked.

"Everyone in the family is looking for the whereabouts of the Dinghai Pearl, so where is the time to go to Liangjie Mountain?" The old man said: "Although the good fortune of Liangjie Mountain is good, but there are more wolves and less meat, how can it be as good as Dinghai Shenzhu?"

"That's true." Wu Zhao nodded: "By the way, how is the matter of the god-and-demon rice going? Then where did Yan Qu get such a large amount of god-and-demon rice?"

"No one knows where the Lisage lineage obtained the god-and-devil rice. Not only the Li-sage lineage, but the Haoran lineage, too. The price has been suppressed, at least fifty times lower.” The old man said with a smile: “The prosperity of my bloodline is about to start again. Now it’s really cool to eat God and Demon Rice for three meals a day. , even the speed of blood aging has slowed down. Unlike before, if you want to eat a meal of god and demon rice, you have to wait until the holidays to eat it."

"It's not good for the channel of the god-and-demon rice to be in the hands of others. We need to find out the root cause as soon as possible." While talking, Wu Zhao picked up the god-and-demon rice on the table and pulled it into his mouth.

"Miss, the master has already started preparations for this matter. And the family also took out half of the supplies and exchanged them for god and demon rice. Now everyone in our clan regards god and demon rice as three meals a day on weekdays. " said the old man.

Wu Zhao didn't say a word, just immersed himself in eating.

"There is one more thing I want to report to Miss." The old man looked at Wu Zhao, wondering if he should say more.

Seeing the old man hesitating and hesitating, Wu Zhao became curious and raised his head from the bowl: "What's the matter? Why are you still hesitating?"

"The mother of the third prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty sent someone to propose marriage." The old man said.

"The four great families of King Jia, Shixue, and the noble concubine Xi with endless treasures?" Wu Zhao raised his head.

"It's her." The old man said.

"Propose marriage to that younger sister?" Wu Zhao asked curiously, "I don't know which elder sister or younger sister is so blessed. Once married, they won't have to worry about training supplies. It's like being soaked in a honeypot."

The old man looked at Wu Zhao with a strange expression, and refused to speak.

"Quickly tell me! Who is it? To have such a blessing?" Wu Zhao asked curiously.

"It's you, Miss." After all, the old man couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only speak.

"Cough cough~"

Wu Zhao almost choked on a mouthful of rice: "What did you say?"

"It's you, Miss." The old man said, "You are so lucky."

"But I'm still a child." Wu Zhao sighed and panicked.

"It's not too young, and it's time to get married. I heard people say that the ghost covenant of the Great Zhou royal family was broken. The emperor of Zhou is about to unite the ancient clans in the world and win over the world's major bloodline families. My Yulong family is one of the four great families." , Naturally, the courtship of Emperor Zhou is indispensable." The old man said.

"What did my dad say? My dad won't agree, right? I'm only so young, my dad won't agree!" There was a hint of panic in the girl's eyes.

"The master agreed. Now that the world is in chaos, the master also wants to obtain the righteous name of the court of the Zhou Dynasty and the support of the court's 'heaven'." The old man said:
"That's why I want to prepare a coming-of-age hunting gift for Miss."

"How about the third prince? Is he handsome? Is he good-tempered?" Wu Zhao asked.

"He is a rare handsome guy, you are lucky, miss."

Wu Zhao hurriedly lowered his head in a panic to pick the magic rice in the bowl, and kept pulling it into his mouth.

But at the next moment, Wu Zhao only heard a 'crack' sound from Wu Zhao's mouth, and a trembling voice that made the brain tingle and scalp tingle sounded.

"I'm bah! I'm bah! I'm bah! How did this rice turn into stone?"

Wu Zhao gritted his delicate steel teeth, looked at the stone on the ground, and couldn't help being stunned.

Then he turned his head and looked into the bowl, only to see that the magic rice in the bowl turned into stone.

"How did the magic rice turn into stone?" Wu Zhao was taken aback.

The old man's face was also surprised: "It's weird, it's obviously a god and demon rice, how could it turn into a stone?"

"Who is teasing me?" Wu Zhao slammed the table suddenly, stood up and scolded in the palace.

It's a pity that there was no response, only the echo kept rippling back and forth in the palace.

"Asshole! Asshole! Which bastard is teasing me!!!"

At this moment, in the palace not far away, one after another shouted and cursed.

Hearing those familiar curses, Wu Zhao was startled, and looked down at the stone in the bowl: "Quick, hurry up and go to the warehouse where the god-and-demon rice is stored, hurry and see if the god-and-demon rice has become stone."

While talking, Wu Zhao threw away the chopsticks and ran towards the warehouse.

Not only Wu Zhao, but a group of elders and stewards of the Wu family also rushed to the warehouse one after another.

"Father!" Wu Zhao saw from afar, a mighty middle-aged man in a big purple robe with three big red flowers on his head, striding towards the warehouse.

Everyone is not a fool, and the moment they saw Shenmomi's accident, a bad premonition had already arisen in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)