Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 179
On a piece of white cloud, two people, one tall and one short, flew rapidly above the blue sky.

The little monk looked at the scenery under his feet, and suddenly said: "Brother, at our speed, I am afraid it will take a hundred years to reach the East China Sea. This is really too slow. I wonder if you can speed up the journey?"

Feng Wubing pondered for a while, and said: "It is said that there is a teleportation array in the heavens, which spreads in every god city, and it can be used as long as you pay a certain amount of spirit stones. We can go to the nearest god city here, and then teleport to the god city closest to the East China Sea. If you want to walk to my cave like this, it will definitely go a lot faster."

The little monk's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he hurriedly urged: "In this case, let's do things in order!"

Feng Wubing nodded silently, took out the map of the fairy world, searched with his spiritual sense, and then pointed to the south and said: "According to this, there is a god city in [-] miles, but I don't have a spirit stone on me."

The little monk was slightly taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed: "I don't have one either! We have just ascended and are poor and empty, where can we find the currency of the heaven?"

"Since you don't have one, then go grab it! Find an immortal who is alone, grab everything from him, and then go to the city of God." Feng Wubing said lightly.

The little monk was dumbfounded, groaned for a while, and then shook his head helplessly. With a feeling of compassion, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Amitabha! My Buddha is merciful! As a generation of Arhats, how can I do such a lowly thing?"

Feng Wubing raised his foot and kicked the pretending fat pig out. With a soft snort, it turned into a ray of light and landed on the ground.

The little monk giggled wickedly, swayed his fat figure and caught up with Feng Wubing.

"You and I are doing this, don't leave a clue. Besides, your figure is too prominent, so it is easy to be recognized. I have a technique of transformation, which can change my appearance, but it can only last for three days, but it is enough , I’ll upload it to you right away, and then I’ll change my appearance, find someone to snatch the spirit stone, and go back early!” Feng Wubing waved his hand and threw a jade slip to the young monk, which recorded the magical power of changing in the "Taihuang Shendian".

The little monk hurriedly took it, and after sweeping his spiritual thoughts, he understood it in his chest. He immediately smiled and recited the secret formula silently, his figure shone brightly, and his fat body gradually shrank and became thinner; his round bald head also grew a hair. With thick hair, his face changed for a while, turning into the appearance of a medium-sized man, completely different from before!

The little monk brought a piece of water vapor with his bare hands and turned it into a water mirror. He carefully looked at the new look inside, and let out a sinister smile from time to time, which made Feng Wubing who was standing beside him sigh. This fat pig is really a material for robbery. It's a pity for Luohan!

After contemplating for a long time, the little monk finally took off the mirror, and seeing Feng standing there indifferently, he asked: "Brother, this technique of transformation is really good, why don't you change?"

Feng Wubing replied indifferently: "I don't need it, I just need to hide in the dark and watch you make a move!"

After speaking, he chose a direction to fly away.

The little monk rolled his eyes, cursed furiously in his heart, raised his head and sighed bitterly: "Why is it always me who gets hurt!"

The sky is still the same, the green hills are still the same, no one answers, the birds don't fly, the wind doesn't blow, only a bird man is narcissistic!

"Brother, why hasn't anyone come over yet?" The little monk asked Feng Wubing beside him with a bitter face, his eyes looked around from time to time, trying to find people.

"This place is not far from the Divine City, and there are frequent traces of immortal activities. As long as you wait patiently, fat sheep will appear." Feng Wubing said in a neutral tone without moving his eyelids.

As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared in the vision of the two of them.

The little monk laughed strangely, licked his thick lips, and said: "It's just a little human fairy, who was captured by the little monk, brother, just wait for a while, brother, I will come when I go."

The little monk didn't wait for Feng Wubing's orders, his figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared in front of the immortal with a face in his twenties flying towards him, with a solemn expression, he first performed a fairy salute to the immortal, Gao Shout: "Go slowly, fellow immortals ahead, I'm being polite!"

The fairy paused, stopped, looked hesitantly at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, shrank his hands slightly, and was very vigilant.

The little monk's smile remained unchanged, and he said: "This immortal friend, don't panic, I have no malicious intentions."

Even so, the man still didn't dare to let go, he was afraid of being poisoned, and even had a fairy sword horizontally in front of him.

The little monk twitched, and squeezed out a friendly smile: "You don't have to be so vigilant, I don't have any malicious intentions, but I accidentally lost my map, and now I don't know where I am. I stopped you just to make a copy A map, I hope the fairy will agree, I am very grateful!"

"Is that true?" The man looked slightly relaxed, but still doubtful.

"That's true!" The little monk nodded quickly, his solemn appearance, coupled with his honest appearance, made it easy to be trusted.

The man's face was slightly wide, and he took out a jade slip from the storage ring in his hand and threw it to the young monk, and said: "This jade slip contains a map of the entire fairy world. I gave it to you. I hope you don't want it." If you block my way again, I still have things to hurry."

The little monk nodded repeatedly, bowed his hands to the man, and left quickly in one direction.

Seeing that the little monk left as expected, the man's expression was completely relaxed, and he was about to leave when suddenly his body shook, his face revealed a horrified look, and a force suddenly poured in from the top of his head, instantly blocking the immortal power in his body, that The elixir was also locked by two diametrically opposed auras, unable to mobilize any power.

The slightest divine voice wafted into his ears, and he only felt a divine light flash in front of his eyes, and then he lost his sanity and passed out on the ground.

Feng Wubing took back the Tianxian Shenqin, looked at the immortal lying at his feet, and gave a secret praise, the power of the artifact is indeed extraordinary, not to mention that it is an artifact that controls the rhythm of heaven and earth, and it can make the immortal unconscious with just one touch. Practice the magic trick "Compose the Divine Comedy" in it, maybe it will be of great use in the future.

A figure in the distance rushed towards him, but it was the young monk who had gone and returned. He saw the immortal who was unconscious on the ground early on. His body changed and he returned to his original appearance. He happily ran towards Feng Wubing who was picking up the stolen goods.

"Brother, how are you doing? Have you ever gotten a spirit stone?" The little monk asked anxiously.

Feng Wubing smiled slightly, spread out his palms, and dozens of sparkling spirit stones appeared in front of the little monk's eyes, making his mouth water.

Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Feng Wubing stared at the robbed immortal and frowned and said to himself: "Just now he was in a hurry, and he was also very wary of you, so it can be seen that he is not afraid of your robbery, but mistook you for someone else. This is a bit strange!"

The little monk shook his head and said, "Why do you care about him? Anyway, we have the spirit stone so we can go back to the East China Sea earlier. Why is it our turn to care about this guy?"

Feng Wubing heard it and only felt it was reasonable. How can he keep the affairs of the world in check?He just left with the little monk, so he might as well brighten his eyes, pull the little monk to perform the invisibility technique, and carry the immortal into the ground.

Before it was too late, two figures came hand in hand.

(End of this chapter)