my universal tinder

Chapter 528 "Letter from Luo Tian"

Falling Jiaoyu's head is famous all over the world.

In ancient times, every feast of the mortal race must have this big dish.

The most powerful monster that once ruled the world, enjoyed the glory of the heavens, enslaved mankind, and regarded thousands of human races as slaves and resources, has also become a big dish on the human table.

Share with the strong and enjoy with the people.

For monsters, this is a shameful past. It represents the glory and power of human beings, and at the same time it is telling the world about the decline and decline of the monsters.

Therefore, for Fallen Jiao, this big dish is not only a taboo that cannot be mentioned, but also a nightmare that he does not want to recall.

Their ancestors used to dominate the world, but they eventually became delicacies on the human table. This is more uncomfortable than killing them.

At this moment, fear and dodge appeared in Chen Gong's scarlet eyes, and he vaguely guessed why this lunatic mentioned this past.

"If you really don't want to submit to me, then I want to try this ancient dish." Wang Qiong grinned.

"I have never eaten dragon meat since I grew up!"

There is also a lot of monster meat. When he was studying in Guangming Academy, Wang Qiong ate a lot.

Monster meat can nourish muscles, bones and flesh, and strengthen the fire.

However, dragon meat is still a treasure, and even miscellaneous dragons with thin blood are extremely rare, let alone fallen dragons of the true king level.

"You lunatic..." Chen Gong roared sharply.

At this moment, his eyes were full of fear and anger.

As the true king of the Fallen Jiao lineage, he is not afraid of death, but if he is really cooked into a dish, it will be more terrifying than death. It will be a shame to the Fallen Jiao family.

You must know that the human race's delicacy, the Falling Jiaoyu Head, has not appeared in the world for 3000 years, and the most recent one dates back to the era of Lin Luotian.

Chen Gong didn't want to break this record and become the first sinner in 3000 years to become the raw material of the fallen dragon fish head.

"Think about it carefully!" Wang Qiong sneered.

With a wave of his hand, the Natural Pond suddenly fell down, and a series of vitality sealed Chen Gong like a chain, and he was imprisoned in the Natural Pond again.

Wang Qiong was not in a hurry to take back Chen Gong, and he also knew that it was impossible for the majestic true king to really submit to him just by saying a few words.

What he had to do was to plant a seed in Chen Gong's heart, a seed of fear, so that he would not dare to take death lightly, nor would he dare to resist too much.

If things go on like this, Wang Qiong has plenty of time to spend time with him.

"You want to tame a real king?" Lord Donkey seemed to look at Wang Qiong meaningfully: "Is it an account of the funeral, paving the way for the future?"

Wang Qiong shrugged: "The Treasure of Apocalypse is about to open, everything is unknown, and we have to plan ahead."

Since his debut, he has pushed all enemies horizontally, without any taboos, and has provoked too many enemies.

Now Wang Qiong is still alive, and he is at the height of the sun, the Seventh Prince, Guangming Xuegong, Tianwu King, etc. are all standing behind him.

But if something happens to him one day, these connections will become fragile, and the people around him will be cleaned up at that time. Without absolute power to protect him, it will be hard to feel at ease after all.

In the final analysis, only the power cultivated by oneself is the reality, and nothing else can be relied on.

"The waste soil can be used as the last barrier." Wang Qiong said softly with a solemn expression.

The wasteland is a place where all magics are extinct. With the magic circle established by the spirit nest, the existence of the No. 73 butcher shop has become detached and special, and it can use many methods, so it has an innate advantage in the wasteland.

In addition, with the management of Mr. Donkey, Fatty, Yang Qi and others, the No. 73 butcher shop is no longer what it used to be.

"If there is a real king sitting in the town, it will be more tricky." Wang Qiong said in a deep voice.

"It's best to let the natural primordial fetus hatch, plus Yang Qi, Xiao Ming and Xiao Yezi, the God Slayer Guild should be safe if they want to protect themselves."

Wang Qiong had already thought of everything.

Soldier King Yang Qi, Xiaoming Zunming Haoran, Ye Wang Ye Mo, and the mysterious Fatty, these people are all the arrogance of the present age, the first echelon powerhouses of the younger generation, and they have all reached the strength of the Fusion Realm.

Working together, unless the old and strong make a move, the world is so big that no one can easily shake it.

In addition, coupled with the innate advantages of Lord Donkey and Wasteland, I am afraid that even if the Palace of Light wants to drive them out completely, it will take a lot of effort.

The birth of the primordial fetus and the blood of the true king are the last guarantee Wang Qiong left for the God Slaughter Guild.

"I will never let what happened back then happen again." Wang Qiong's eyes were cold.

After the King's Sacrifice at the beginning of the year, the people around him were cleaned by the Guangming Palace.

Friends from the Guangming Academy period, such as Huo Qingming, Ming Qingsha, Long Gan, Gu Yang, Yu Nianyi and the others were met with accidents and did not end well.

At that time, after Wang Qiong came back from the wasteland, he learned everything and became mad with hatred.

Today, with his mighty power over the world, he stepped into the fuselage and pushes the younger generation. He is no longer the kid who can be kneaded by others.

Therefore, Wang Qiong will never let this kind of tragedy happen again.

"Good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. You kid can live for ten thousand years." Master Donkey curled his lips and said.

Although it was teasing, there was a look of concern in his eyes.

"If you die, the fat boy must go crazy. There are many people who are going to die, and they will be buried with you." Lord Donkey said suddenly.

"Fatty? I don't know how he is doing now." Wang Qiong said with a smile.

Speaking of which, he hasn't seen Fatty for a long time, and he doesn't know how this guy is doing now?

How is Fat Man's great career faring in the wasteland?
There is one thing to say, his Laoganniang meat sauce is really good, and it should have a broad market and prospects in the wasteland, which is also the career that Fatty has been thinking about.

"See you next time. He will definitely surprise you. Don't worry, when the Apocalypse Treasure House is born, he will come and help you."

Lord Donkey was full of confidence, before he met Wang Qiong, he put all his treasures on the fat man.

"I'll wait and see, but it's always good to make more arrangements." Wang Qiong grinned.

He looks arrogant and domineering, but in fact he has a deep mind.

"It's a good idea, but it's really too difficult to tame a real king." Lord Donkey shook his head.

Monster beasts are already rebellious, let alone a real king?
This is the aristocrat in the monster civilization, the existence of the highest level, with noble blood and cannot be desecrated.

Their pride is beyond human imagination.

Since the birth of the fire cultivation system in the lost era, there have been rare precedents of true kings being tamed.

The True King Sequence would rather die in battle than bow down.

"In the Lost Era, there was also a Daoist who tried to tame the real king. It was an earth scorpion king, which was locked outside the mountain gate. It was so fierce that it shocked the ten directions."

"It turned out that the real king was just pretending to surrender. When the powerful person in the door was retreating, he suddenly exploded, moulted and broke the restraint, beheaded all the disciples of the orthodoxy, and even broke into the forbidden area, and found the retreating person. Taking advantage of his great power, he took off his head."

Lord Donkey warned solemnly.

Since the war between human beings and monster civilizations, countless masters wanted to tame the true king, but all they got were bloody lessons.

The nobles among these monsters, their blood is supreme, and they will never succumb to the lowly and humble race of human beings from the bottom of their hearts.

"Force and threats alone don't seem to be enough." Wang Qiong thought deeply, and this was also what he was worried about.

"I don't know if the academy's monster ball is okay."

The Monster Beast Ball was born to tame monsters, and even gave birth to a new profession, the Beast Tamer.

"That thing is also effective against ordinary monsters, even stronger ones can't be subdued, let alone the True King Sequence." Lord Donkey shook his head and denied it.

He had studied the monster ball before, but the effect was limited and the production cost was extremely high.

Otherwise, if even monsters at the level of a true king can be subdued, it is really against the sky. The monsters must go crazy. things appear in the world.

"There is a way to tame the real king." Lord Donkey said suddenly, having seen a lot.

"What way?" Wang Qiong's eyes lit up, and he asked hastily.

"Spirit saving spell!" Master Donkey raised his ears and said in a low voice.

"Spirit saving spell? What is that?" Wang Qiong wondered.

This thing is not even recorded in the "East Mystery Record". You must know that "East Mystery Record" is a thaumaturgy in the Palace of Light. It is known as the Encyclopedia of Heaven and Earth, covering everything.

"Spirituality Curse is a taboo spiritual spell, which claims to be able to save all living things in the world. It is extremely terrifying." Donkey said in a deep voice.

"Can it save all living beings? Is it true?" Wang Qiong asked suspiciously.

"Nonsense, why should I bring it up?" Master Donkey said with a glance.

"This mantra is against the heavens. Even a magic weapon with a little spirituality can be converted and used by you."

"So awesome?" Wang Qiong's eyes lit up, like a weasel seeing an old hen that still has charm.

"There is a treasure in the world, it is an ancient bowl, which can control the cycle of the four seasons. Once this bowl is released, no matter how bad the weather in the world is, it can rejuvenate all seasons and revive all things. Even the desolate places in the northern border can be full of spring. "

"This treasure is called the Spring Bowl!"

Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat. Regarding the spring bowl, there are some records in "East Mystery Record".

This treasure was originally held in the hands of the tribe of Shiwan Dashan, and it has been enshrined by its tribe for generations. Only when it is broken every year, the tribe will invite this treasure for the tribe to worship and watch and enlighten.

Therefore, looking at the spring bowl has become a custom passed down from generation to generation by this tribe.

However, it is recorded in "East Mystery Records" that the Spring Festival Gala is guarded by twelve powerful monsters, and it takes 12 years to cycle and is in charge of different monsters.

Those are all true king-level existences, so mighty and inviolable.

"3000 years ago, someone broke into that tribe, transformed the Twelve True Kings in the spiritual state, and took away the spring bowl." The donkey said flatly.

Wang Qiong was stunned. Treasures such as the Spring Bowl are naturally raised, steal good fortune, combine yin and yang, hold four levels, and bless all people.

Even such treasures can be taken as their own?
The most important thing is that even the Twelve True Kings can be fully transformed?
"Who is so awesome?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

"Lin Luotian!" Lord Donkey said casually.

"Sure enough!" Wang Qiong pouted.

3000 years ago, as long as this year is mentioned, basically all the awesome things are related to this big guy.

The number one player in the world is really not bragging.

"Mr. Donkey, do you know how to save the spirit spell?" Wang Qiong asked.

Master Donkey shook his head: "Nonsense, if I know that stuff, I'll be the first to convert you."

"..."

"No, why did you mention him?" Wang Qiong said speechlessly.

"Although I don't know how to cast the spirit spell, I know its whereabouts." Master Donkey said proudly.

Wang Qiong's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately changed his words: "Mr. Donkey, where is this treasure?"

"The soul-saving spell is recorded in the "Luo Tian Handbook"."

At the mention of that name, even Lord Donkey's face showed a solemn expression.

Wang Qiong's smile also gradually subsided, "Luo Tian Handbook" is a taboo book.

Back then, Lin Luotian walked along the Zanyan River, crossed the restricted area, and walked to the end of the sky. He compiled many forbidden techniques, thaumaturgy, and supernatural powers into a book called "Luotian Handbook".

According to legend, on the day when "Luo Tian Handbook" was written, there was a natural vision, a great horror came out of the restricted area, blood rained from the sky, ghosts and gods were frightened, the ten directions were terrified, and the nine secluded worlds were terrified.

From the moment it was written, "Luo Tian Handbook" was lost.

Over the years, although the legends about the "Luo Tian Handbook" have never ceased, and some people even claim to have learned the above unique skills, but it has never been confirmed.

Today, "The Handbook of Luo Tian" is more like a fictional legend. As for whether it really exists, no one knows.

"Mr. Donkey, do you know the whereabouts of the "Luo Tian Handbook"?" Wang Qiong's heart was beating wildly. If this was the case, then he would really go against the sky.

"I don't know, who knows about this?"

"..."

"Then what... If Mr. Donkey is okay, you can go first, we are very busy!" Wang Qiong didn't want to talk any more, so he issued the order to evict guests and began to retreat.

During this trip to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he obtained many treasures in the Fallen Flood Dragon's Nest, so he naturally had to digest them.

The Jade Heart Pillar of the Earth, the Moon Eye, and the Great Riwu Gold Brick are just used to decorate the Butian Guild. With these treasures, the defense of the Butian Guild will be even more terrifying.

Practicing here can be described as a thousand miles a day.

In addition, Wang Xuangang specially refined the precious blood of the sixth true king and gave it to Wang Qiong.

This thing has been specially processed by a strong person in the spiritual furnace realm, even Wang Qiong's realm can refine it, absorb the essence of it, and comprehend the principles and laws.

For the integration environment, this is the supreme treasure.

rumbling...

In the secret room, invisible fluctuations came, like a mighty winter thunder, chilling and shocking the world, and like a volcano erupting, violent and shocking...

Wang Qiong's aura kept changing, and he fell into secret cultivation.

……

At the same time, in the imperial capital.

In a luxurious mansion.

In the back garden, on top of a small hill, there are towering spiritual trees, fairy birds chirping, and the fragrance lingers.

Inside the pavilion, a young man sipped the tea in front of him.

Suddenly, a golden bird flew over and landed in front of him, turning into a piece of letter paper with four large characters written on it.

"The butcher has returned!"

"Has that man returned to the imperial capital? It seems that we can get in touch with him." The young man waved his hand, and the letter ignited and turned into ashes! ! !

　In the new year, I wish everyone a happy new year, Vientiane renewal, good luck in the year of the ox, and all the best!Happy New Year! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)