I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 452 I studied journalism in my previous life

The grand scenes that only Jinxian could see in Qiu Ping's eyes were gradually withdrawn from his consciousness.

This skeleton could actually suck away his consciousness and the insights he had been poured into.

Little Loach was shocked.

What the hell is this skeleton? Why does it suck everything?

However, after those insights were sucked away, Qiu Ping's spirit was inexplicably relaxed. His thinking became clear again, but his spirit felt a little empty and uncomfortable.

The intoxication of being immersed in endless insights is really satisfying and addictive.

If I had to find a metaphor, it would be something like a unique product.

The influx of dopamine from the outside brings endless and everlasting happiness.

Gradually, these external forces will erode your original strength, and your origin will fall into deficit.

But it doesn't matter, because the external force is too strong, it is countless times more powerful than your origin. If your origin is gone, you will be gone.

You have gained endless lifespan, powerful strength, and the fruit of the Tao that cannot be erased by disaster.

You are eternal and immortal, and will only turn into nothingness at the end of the era.

But at that point, what does it matter.

Anyway, everyone has been destroyed together.

In short, taking Golden Fairy Dao Fruit can be said to be beneficial and harmless to almost anyone.

That little price can be ignored.

As these insights were sucked away by the skeleton, an idea suddenly appeared in Qiu Ping's mind, and his thoughts were sucked away from the other person's thoughts.

Wave after wave of mysterious but very easy-to-understand insights poured into Qiu Ping's body.

Compared to the overbearing power of the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit just now, this insight was like Qiu Ping's own power. It had no objection to his thinking, and he could easily absorb and digest it.

Qiu Ping's tiger body trembled. Although he was not smart, he also knew that this thing was unnatural.

Having this skeleton is equivalent to having a training aid that can be used to transfer skills at any time.

He can swallow all kinds of insights unscrupulously, and he can commit suicide to understand the secrets of the laws left by his ancestors.

Anyway, this skeleton will crush, grind, and then reassemble them into a way that Qiu Ping can understand and enter his mind.

On a certain mysterious website in my previous life, there were various abortions involving people and medicine, and I was often worried that there would be erysipelas or something that would cause the foundation to be unstable.

Okay now, send this skeleton over, and you can eat all kinds of elixirs as you like.

The only thing you have to worry about is not getting overwhelmed by too many pills.

Qiu Ping gradually let go of his consciousness, and the many insights in the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit continued to flow into the skeleton's body.

Qiu Ping waited until everything was gone into the other party's body before Qiu Ping continued to suck him back in.

But maybe he was too hasty, sucking hard all of a sudden, and his body couldn't hold it any longer, so he quickly released the restrictions and sent those feelings back again.

Qiu Ping's state is very strange now.

Although he has a Golden Elixir Dao Fruit in his body, he does not have the understanding and realm that a Golden Immortal should have.

Because these are all in the skeleton's body.

But as long as Qiu Ping is willing, he can absorb these insights back at any time and regain the realm of the Golden Immortal. Of course, he is still at the level of an ordinary immortal, and has not even crossed the threshold of a heavenly immortal.

If you want to step into the heavenly realm, the pure yang energy in your body should be combined, the clouds should be generated by itself, and the laws should be condensed into talismans.

Only in this way can one ascend from the human world to heaven and be called an immortal.

And if you want to become an immortal, there is a faster way, which is to ask heaven to grant you a gift.

Although the Heavenly Court does not exist now, the effect of conferring orders on major ministries and departments is the same. As long as they are registered, they can transform themselves, step on the blue clouds, and go straight into the clouds.

"This feels good."

However, Xiao Nilu is already very satisfied with the status quo. This feeling of being able to get benefits but not being responsible is very consistent with Xiao Nilu's scumbag mentality.

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Time flies, and another month passes.

Little Loach fell asleep soundly in He Bo's Mansion. He didn't know if it was because he had eaten too much recently, but he felt very sleepy all the time.

Because he won the first place in this competition and earned a lot of face for the world's gods, he now behaves a little more arrogantly.

Even those imperial envoys and spiritual officials heard the news that this boy was sleeping during the day, but they were too wise to report it.

Who doesn't know that this man is now at the height of his glory, and no one wants to get into trouble.

Behind Qiu Ping, a skeleton stood quietly, and wisps of golden cloud energy poured into Qiu Ping's body.

After these clouds were absorbed by Qiu Ping, they turned into a brilliant cloud that gathered and dispersed erratically above his body, looking extremely magical.

Above the clouds, faint runes can be faintly seen, as if the lines of the avenue were self-generated, possessing unpredictable abilities.

A brilliant pill is suspended in the void, shining brightly.

Based on Qiu Ping's luck, the color of pure gold began to overflow with rich green energy.

This is the appearance of the third grade.

Ordinary people's luck is only gray in color. Only with red luck can they be said to be rich or powerful.

When the luck is all red, it will be like the seventh level in the divine way.

And if luck turns into pure gold, it corresponds to the fifth grade.

Qiu Ping's original luck was at this level.

But now, with the growth of his strength and the suppression of it by a Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, his status has finally crossed that threshold and entered the ranks of true great immortals.

As the little loach breathes, more and more runes are intertwined with the clouds and luck, almost turning into a heavenly book.

If there were immortals here, they would naturally see that Qiu Ping was already beginning to look like an immortal.

Although Qiu Ping beats these immortals like a fish, in fact, any existence that can become an immortal has its own experience enough to be drawn into a history book.

Many famous gods in the world only have this level of strength.

The founders of those major sects in the human world are basically immortals.

The Golden Immortal level would have been considered an ancestor in any era.

Qiu Ping stretched and woke up from his sleep. The muscles and bones in his body made crackling sounds, and the air he breathed out contained rich spiritual essence.

The more he slept these past few days, the more comfortable he became.

He originally wanted to recite a poem, such as "Who wakes up from a big dream first, I know myself in my life" and so on.

But since I was so empty, I had no choice but to give up.

Qiu Ping lazily walked out of the room. Du Yu has now almost become his full-time secretary, working outside his palace.

"Lord He Bo."

Seeing Qiu Ping coming out, Du Yu quickly came up to salute. As soon as he saw Qiu Ping, he was a little impressed by his aura.

Qiu Ping has just made a breakthrough in strength now, and he is still unable to send and receive freely. In the eyes of others, he seems to be seeing a god with radiance all over his body and rising clouds, and they cannot look directly at him.

"Congratulations to Master He Bo for your improvement in cultivation."

Du Yu congratulated loudly, and other priests on the side also saluted.

In the past, Little Loach was messing around and causing a storm in the water transportation. Many people thought that his position was not safe.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, this man not only settled his grievances about water transportation, but also won the first place in the immortal book promotion, and became a rising superstar in everyone's eyes.

"How is the charter I asked you to draw up a few days ago?"

Qiu Ping also nodded to everyone. He still liked the feeling of being flattered by people watching.

"It's basically been worked out. As long as King Ming Ling passes it, we can ask the gods of the Tiangong Division to take action to make water transportation pass through the world."

Du Yu took out a document and unfolded it, and a map of the distribution of rivers in the world was displayed in front of everyone.

As can be seen in this picture, thirteen rivers were transported by water to six states in the world.

Now, the major rivers and some small tributaries in the remaining three states have also been marked.

"Lord, please see."

"If ditches are dug in the three major rivers, Dayuan River, Jiulong River, and Tongtian River, they can be connected to water transportation. And if all the places in these tributaries are opened, water transportation can really penetrate into the prefecture and even the county."

Du Yu spent a lot of thought on this matter, and he studied every river carefully.

"These tributaries can be opened up by the Tiangong Division, but these three major passes require the help of the human court."

Du Yu pointed to the three rivers Dayuan, Jiulong and Tongtian.

Although the gods have the ability to change the world, they can never interfere too deeply in the human world.

Excavation of large rivers is a big project. If you rashly use the power of Shinto to change the geographical trend, it will trigger widespread discussion in the world.

This is not what Shinto wants to see.

Just like when the North-South Canal was built, if the power of Shinto was used to dig it, it would probably not take half a month to dig it through.

But at that time, it took a full thirty years to dig out and brought down a prosperous dynasty.

Among these three rivers, Tongtian River is the closest to water transportation, and the distance between the two places is also hundreds of miles.

And the most terrible thing is that although the distance between the Jiulong River and the canal rivers is actually closer, there is an entire mountain lying across it.

If you want to connect the two rivers, you need to go around this mountain, which means digging more than 300 miles of river channels.

More than three hundred miles is still just the extreme distance. In fact, if you want the corner of the new river channel to be less huge, you may need to dig an additional two hundred miles.

It is simply impossible to say that the human dynasty would start construction and dig these rivers at the same time.

Du Yu posed this question to Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping's brows also frowned. He had just made a rough calculation and found that the total excavation projects required for these three rivers exceeded 1,300 miles.

Moreover, construction was started in three places at the same time. The amount of this project may be exaggerated compared to the canal excavation of the previous government.

With the current behavior of the Daqian Dynasty, they would not compromise unless they put a knife on their emperor's neck.

"That's quite a problem."

Qiu Ping put his hands behind his back and his mind was spinning.

When he originally wanted to connect water transport to Kyushu and Yinsi, he just wanted to arrange for his more than 2,000 cronies, so he thought about it and came up with such an idea.

Now that he was facing such a big problem, he began to retreat.

If it doesn't work, just dismiss those people. Anyway, my position is now stable and I don't need to risk doing such things.

This thought just circled in his mind and was quickly kicked aside by him.

Are you kidding? He's such a face-saving person. If this news gets out, where will he show his face?

People in the village will laugh at him from now on.

"If, I mean if, this project is contracted to the Tiangong Department, how long will it take to clear it?"

Qiu Ping knocked on his head, and an idea formed in his mind.

"Well, if the Tiangong Department does it, it should be ready in half a month. If you are in a hurry, send a few more master craftsmen, and it can be done in three to five days."

Du Yu hesitated for a moment and continued.

The divine generals of the Tiangong Division have the ability to move mountains and seas, so digging rivers is naturally a trivial matter for them.

But the Tiangong Division would never do such a thing.

Arbitrarily changing the geographical trend of the world will affect the livelihood of tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people. The cause and effect here is too great.

"No, no, no, I think my thinking is too narrow. Try to open up your thinking a little bit and say that bad things can turn into good things."

Qiu Ping smiled. He had done too much for this kind of exploiting loopholes.

"Please give me some instructions, Uncle He."

Du Yu didn't quite understand, so he asked respectfully.

"Have you ever heard of the story of Foolish Old Man who moved mountains?"

Qiu Ping has the winning ticket and is confident.

But Du Yu looked confused, who was Yu Gong? Listening to this name, it sounds like a certain master craftsman from the Tiangong Department? Otherwise, how could we move mountains?

"Ahem, you haven't heard of it, then let me tell you."

"Once upon a time, there was a man named Yu Gong... Later, after the Emperor of Heaven heard his story, he sent two gods to carry away the two mountains of Wangwu and Taihang. From then on, they no longer had to be blocked by mountains."

Qiu Ping thought that this world is a world of immortals, and there are real gods who can move mountains and seas, but these gods are restricted by the laws of heaven, so such philosophical and romantic stories have not been derived.

"After listening to the story, how do you feel?"

Qiu Ping looked up at Du Yu and then at the other priests.

But what he waited for was only confused looks and evasive glances.

It was as if the teacher was asking a question, and all the students were afraid that their names would be called.

"How stupid. We can also have our own Yu Gong. Then there is a mountain blocking the Jiulong River from the Cao Canal River. Let's find someone to publicize that this mountain blocks the development of the local people, so there is a Yu Gong to dig up. Mountain."

"As for who will carry the mountain, I will ask the gods in heaven if anyone wants to buy this reputation. Whoever pays more will have the naming rights to help people move the mountain."

Qiu Ping sighed, people in this world are still too honest.

"Ah... ah?"

Du Yu was stunned, how could this be played like this?

"Public opinion is just a little girl who can be dressed up by others. It is in your hands to spread it however you want. But you choose to ignore it. It is really unreasonable!"

Qiu Ping was heartbroken, why couldn't these gods even write short compositions? If the stories were better compiled, wouldn't the resentment of the people be reduced?

Little Loach secretly gave herself a thumbs up. In her previous life, she was indeed a journalism major, and she wanted to do this.

(End of this chapter)