I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 478 Big brother will protect you from now on

The entire boat of time shook violently, the sharp anchor claws got stuck on the boat body, and the friction caused violent sparks.

The water beneath the boat began to sway, from a trickle to a turbulent tsunami.

Standing on the boat, Ao Zhou felt unsteady and his expression changed drastically.

When drifting in the long river of time, what he worries most about is encountering time storms, like hurricane waves in the ocean. Even if he has a boat, it will capsize if he is not careful.

Many times, he was very cautious when riding a long boat, trying to avoid such time points when storms were concentrated.

Generally speaking, the more turbulent the era, the more intense the collision of time. A random change of ideas by countless outstanding people may have a profound impact on time.

"Come back to me, you."

When the little loach saw huge waves rising in the Time River, not only was it not afraid, but it actually pulled harder.

This is called the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish...ah, no, the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive I am.

But Ao Zhou is different. Ao Zhou's ability to travel through time comes from the ship itself. He himself has not obtained the fruit of time. Once the ship capsizes, he will be lost in the long river of time.

"Don't move!"

He tried to keep his feet steady, and his magic power circulated around him, trying to control the boat of time. But the waves around him became more and more turbulent, and he felt like the world was spinning and he couldn't control himself.

Ao Zhou tried hard to stay calm. He patted his heart immediately, and a stream of heart blood spurted out and landed on the boat of time.

When he was not yet born, the great master of the dragon clan smelted him with the energy of the Boat of Time. His blood essence could maximize the ability of the Boat of Time.

"boom."

A ball of golden light exploded on the Boat of Time, its speed increased several times, and with huge power, it escaped from the time storm and flew further away.

"Still want to run?"

"Sons, come on!"

Qiu Ping clung to the chain and was dragged around by the flying boat. Countless fragments of time passed by his side, making the little loach feel dizzy.

In a hurry, he decided to shake people off.

"Buzzing."

In the sky above the vast river of time, a group of small black dots suddenly appeared. These black dots gathered together like wasps.

But before they could attack, the long boat crashed into them.

"boom."

The body of the Time Mayfly is very fragile. Once it is hit by this force, it explodes immediately.

But these mayflies usually feed on time in different time and space, and their bellies are full of time. When they collide with the boat of time, different times collide with each other, as if a basin of water is poured into oil. pot.

During this period, the river was boiling.

"what have you done!"

Ao Zhou was frightened in his heart. The river was turbulent during this period, and even the boat of time shook violently and began to circle in place.

"Hey, I finally caught you."

Qiu Ping grabbed the chain and jumped onto the boat of time.

The ship was already shaking, and now it was shaking even more.

"It's a nice ship, it's mine now, I just need a ship for my anchor."

Qiu Ping was very happy. As the saying goes, the virtuous people live in the treasures of heaven and earth. Since this dragon cannot defeat him, it means that he is an ungrateful person.

"Don't move!"

Ao Zhou felt even more panicked when he saw Qiu Ping jumping up and down.

"This is my boat, I will move it."

Qiu Ping not only moved, but also jumped.

"boom."

At this moment, a huge wave surged from the long river of time, throwing the boat of time up. The two of them felt that their feet were empty, and their bodies flew up.

"Ah ah ah..."

A dark vortex appeared in the long river of time, like a big mouth, swallowing the two of them directly.

……

"Hey, what is this place?"

Qiu Ping slowly opened his eyes. After his head was dazed for a while, he looked around carefully.

Under him was a high platform made of loess. He was tied up with hemp rope and hung on a pillar. Opposite him, there was also an unlucky man hanging, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. .

In front of him, hundreds of figures in ragged clothes and sallow faces were kneeling.

"Could it be that I traveled through time and became an emperor, and these people are kneeling down to worship me? But why do they want to hang their own emperor?"

"I'm not Louis XVI."

Qiu Ping thought of a very cold joke in his mind, but he himself liked this kind of silly joke.

Just when he wanted to ask about the situation, a shadow suddenly shrouded his body.

The little loach tried his best to turn his head and saw an ugly monster about ten feet tall with disheveled hair, indigo complexion and wrapped in animal skin standing behind him.

A foul smell emanated from the sharp teeth in his mouth.

"Is this... a wild god?"

The moment Qiu Ping saw this ugly monster, he was in a daze.

After Shinto unified the human world, this kind of gathering incense and condensing the body of gods through coercion and inducement has almost disappeared.

In Qiu Ping's eyes, this thing is as rare as a giant panda.

The demon stretched out its furry, sharp palms and grabbed Qiu Ping's body.

Compared with the big man next to him, the meat of this little boy looks more delicious.

Seeing the dirty palm falling on him, Qiu Ping dodged his figure in disgust and appeared at his head.

A leg flew out. Although it only used three points of strength, the three points of strength of an immortal was enough to blow the head of an ordinary wild god.

"Snapped."

Blood mixed with tissue fragments flew out from its mouth, and this wild god didn't even have a chance to scream, and fell to the ground like a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Ah...the King of Montenegro was killed?"

The people kneeling on the ground looked horrified, but then they kowtowed to Qiu Ping.

For them, it is common for gods to fight each other. Just like the Black Mountain King they worshiped, he swallowed the willow tree god they worshiped before, and then obtained their sacrifice.

"These wild gods are acting recklessly and gathering blood sacrifices in private, which has violated Shinto laws. If this happens in the future, you can report it to the nearby Earth God or City God Temple."

Qiu Ping felt a little uneasy as he looked at the awe of others.

Of course, he still has the integrity of a god, and he certainly cannot accept offerings from these people in private.

It would be harmful to directly absorb these beliefs that have not been transformed by the Shinto system.

Everyone obviously didn't understand Qiu Ping's words, and instead kowtowed even more energetically.

Little Loach's face suddenly showed a confused expression. Where on earth is this place? How come it is filled with a beauty that has never been contaminated by Shinto.

Just when he didn't know what to do, the man hanging next to him let out a moan. …

"So, the current leader of Shinto in the world is God Taishi?"

Qiu Ping squatted aside, looking at the young man devouring food in front of him, his eyes a little absent-minded.

"Hmm... He has always been the God of Taishi."

The young man tried hard to swallow half of the spiritual ginseng, and his body moved simultaneously to refine the spiritual essence in the spiritual ginseng.

In just this short moment, his cultivation level improved.

Oh my god, which aristocratic family did this black boy come from? How could he have such a treasure?

The young man knew that he had the qualifications to practice. The teacher who taught him before had advised him several times not to waste time on practice. If he could use the time and energy to do other things, he might have a better future.

But he refused to admit defeat and practiced in a sullen manner. So far, he has not even passed the [Qi Refining] level.

This time I went out to travel, hoping to find some opportunities to make a breakthrough, but I didn't expect to stay in a village, and was knocked unconscious by these villagers as a sacrifice.

Zhang Yun felt ashamed when she thought of this.

"In other words, it was at least five hundred years ago now."

Because King Minngling replaced Taishi God as the God King five hundred years ago, it coincides with the founding of the Daqian Dynasty.

In fact, generally changes in authority in Shinto are accompanied by changes in humanity.

Qiu Ping scratched his head. It seemed that he and Ao Zhou had traveled through time together.

Although he said that his relationship with Taishi God was okay, and they even exchanged treasures with each other. But at this point in time, the Taishi God doesn't know him, and he also has a destiny. If he meets him, the ending will most likely not be too happy.

Judging from the evaluations of countless people in later generations, Taishi God is not a god known for his good temper.

"Which family are you from? Tinglin Xie family? Cangyuan Wang family?"

"I think you look like a different kind of person. Are you a god raised by a certain family?"

After eating a ginseng tree, the young man suddenly felt his energy restored and started chatting with Qiu Ping.

"My name is Bloody Hand Tu, you can just call me Brother Tu. Those aristocratic families are nothing, they are just my defeated generals."

"Do you know how I got my name?"

"Back then, I destroyed an aristocratic family by myself, so the world gave me this nickname."

Qiu Ping jumped onto the table nearby, puffed out his belly, and said proudly.

"So, you are a wild god?"

Zhang Yun looked at Qiu Ping and felt a little trembling in his heart.

"What are you talking about? I am a good young man from the new pantheon. These aristocratic families and the ancient pantheon should all be swept into the trash heap of history."

Qiu Ping was a little dissatisfied. He was not a chaotic and brainless being like the wild god.

Zhang Yun nodded. Although he didn't understand what Qiu Ping was talking about, he also felt that Qiu Ping was not some wild god.

Wild gods are usually cruel and cruel, and their consciousness is not so clear.

"What about you? Which family are you from?"

Qiu Ping didn't want to argue with such a newbie, so he condescended and asked.

"My ancestor was the Zhang family of Qingping, but later suffered wars and fell in rank. Now we are just from a poor family."

Zhang Yun said a little embarrassed.

In this world, although children from poor families are better off than ordinary people, it is still difficult for them to get ahead.

"That's nothing. If you can't be a second-generation rich man, then be his father. As long as we don't give up or give up, there will always be a time when we can succeed."

Little Loach doesn't agree with this. As long as you work hard and survive until the current Shinto system collapses and King Mingling comes to power, it won't be a problem for you to become a minor god.

Qiu Ping knew that when King Minngling first came to power, he made a big move to confer gods because of lack of manpower.

"is it?"

Although Xiao Niyi's words were inspiring, Zhang Yun was very unsure.

His family background is too low and his qualifications are too poor.

"Remove the word '?', Qiu... Brother Tu will take you flying."

Qiu Ping slapped his chest loudly. This kind of bragging was his favorite thing to do.

"Tu...Brother Tu, you are different from other people I have met."

Zhang Yun was very touched. Everyone had been belittling him since childhood, but Brother Tu encouraged him to bravely climb up.

The two chatted passionately, but they became more and more attached to each other.

"Brother, I'm not bragging to you. I think you look very kind, as if you are an acquaintance of mine."

Qiu Ping patted Zhang Yun's shoulder and took out a pile of spiritual fruits and elixirs, filling the room with them.

The escaped spirit essence caused the barren ground to quickly grow green, and weeds several feet high grew in an instant.

"Brother Tu and I also get along very well."

Zhang Yun cupped his hands. Although this bloody-handed human slaughterer had many shocking words, they were all aimed at the current ills of the aristocratic family and Shinto, and they all spoke to his heart.

"How about this? Let's become brothers."

"How many years am I older than you? I am my elder brother, and you are my little brother."

Seeing that Zhang Yun also felt this way, Qiu Ping stood on the table, patted Zhang Yun on the shoulder and said loudly.

"Ah... ah?"

Zhang Yun looked at the boy who was only seven or eight years old in front of him. This boy wanted to be his eldest brother?

But then he thought about it, he was from the demon clan, had a long lifespan, and had great magical power. He might have lived for eighteen hundred years, which was more than enough to be his eldest brother.

"In that case, the eldest brother accepts the bow from the younger brother."

Zhang Yun bowed respectfully.

Qiu Ping laughed loudly. He was indeed destined to be the hero. Wherever he went, as long as his tiger body shook, there would be younger brothers coming to join him.

"Since you recognize me as your eldest brother, I will teach you... Bah, bah, I will protect you from now on."

"I think your strength is a bit lacking now. You can't do anything more than [Qi training]. As the saying goes, refining Qi. I have the [Molten Essence Fire] from the South China Sea here. I'll treat it as a gift from my eldest brother."

Qiu Ping stretched out his hand and a flame appeared in his palm.

Although this flame looks like fire, it is actually the most condensed essence. Once it is integrated into one's body, it will instantly increase its infinite energy.

Even if the Yuan Shen is obtained, it can replenish the body, let alone a low-level monk.

This thing is already the lowest level thing that Qiu Ping can bring out.

If this thing didn't take up space, he would have cleaned it up long ago.

Zhang Yun felt that this thing was too valuable and refused to take it.

Qiu Ping thought he was too noisy, so he slapped Huo Qianqi's forehead, grabbed his palm and input a trace of mana, and his breath would help refine it.

To refuse such a trivial thing is to look down on my, Mr. Qiu's, net worth.

Zhang Yun felt the energy that seemed to be gushing out of his body, but he was extremely moved. In this life, except for his parents, no one else was so kind to him.

(End of this chapter)