Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 70 The Blood-Eyed Blue Goat Returns, Bringing Brother Er Niu (Part 3)
A group of old smokers shouted excitedly, inviting Yang Heng, the new king of pot smokers, to sit down.

"Hanyan Pot King is not a spoof title, but a great opportunity of a chaotic soldier is involved behind it." Old Wang said with emotion on his face.

When the other old smokers heard it, they seemed to have thought of something, and their faces showed envious and yearning expressions.

Yang Heng pondered for a while, then remembered that there was indeed such a thing.

The old king continued: "The Beastman Kingdom has repeatedly harassed our Qingzhou border. In recent years, it has not only asked for more races, but also various treasures. Shenyan's plan."

"Mie Shenyan is a true chaotic weapon, on the same level as the Jidao Emperor's soldier."

When it comes to the safety of Qingzhou where everyone lives, these old smokers all look serious.

Lao Zhang interface sighed and said:
"I think back then, Qingdi, the founding emperor of Qingzhou's Qingguo God Dynasty, relied on Mie Shenyan to establish his eternal foundation."

"At that time, how prosperous the Great Wilderness Ten Kingdoms God Dynasty was. Our Qingguo God Dynasty in Qingzhou in the Southern Wilderness was also ranked in the top five, with countless masters. They hunted down the wilderness monsters, expelled strange monsters, and built a long fortress on the border of Qingzhou to serve our Qingzhou. The human race has built a large and peaceful cultivation paradise."

"Oh, what a pity."

"As Emperor Qing went to the depths of the Great Desolation with the other great emperors of the Nine Kingdoms, and did not return for thousands of years, the Divine Dynasty of the Qing Kingdom continued to fight year after year, and the masters withered. Now, only the Chaos God Soldier Extinguishes the God Smoke to shock Qingzhou and protect the people of Qingzhou Otherwise, our Qingzhou would have already become a blood hunting ground for countless monsters and strange creatures in the wilderness."

When Yang Heng heard this, he also sighed.

He suddenly remembered, and asked: "The auspicious head of Qingguo Shenchao is rumored to be a cow, isn't it?"

All the old smokers shook their heads for a while, expressing their ignorance, only Lao Wang nodded and said: "That's right, it's a cow, and it's a blue cow."

All the old smokers were surprised and became interested.

This matter is very secretive, and they don't know about it, so they hurriedly asked Lao Wang for advice.

Yang Heng didn't know, so he looked at Lao Wang and poured him a cup of tea.

Lao Wang took a sip and accidentally drank a piece of tea. His eyes lit up and he praised "good tea" before spitting the tea into the cup and continuing to steep.

Then he said: "The auspicious head of our Qingzhou Qingguo Shenchao's full name is Ziqi Qingniu. It is rumored that it is an existence that surpasses the high-level auspiciousness, and it is enough to suppress the fortune of the country!"

"Auspiciousness that surpasses high-level auspiciousness?!"

All the old smokers were taken aback.

Yang Heng couldn't help being shocked.

Low-level auspiciousness is already terrifying, standing at the top of the food chain in the wilderness, this surpasses the auspiciousness of high-level auspiciousness, how terrifying it must be.

"If I can take a breath of this kind of auspiciousness, my Immortal Hand will be able to upgrade several levels, and my physical body will be able to evolve and transform again!"

Such a thought popped up in Yang Heng's mind.

Old Wang was very satisfied with everyone's expressions, and continued: "It is rumored that the reason why the Qing Emperor can prove the Dao is inseparable from this purple green bull."

"So, all the royal family members of Qingguo Shenchao are trying to curry favor with this purple ox, and want to have a second great emperor, who will rule the Southern Wilderness."

Yang Heng sighed: "Xiangrui is so indifferent and ruthless, so high above, he only has blood in his eyes, and treats us like ants. How can such an existence be pleasing to the eye."

All the old smokers nodded and agreed, thinking that what Lao Yang said was right.

however.

Lao Wang smiled mysteriously and said, "You are wrong, and Lao Yang, you are also wrong."

"This purple ox from the royal family of the Qing Dynasty has an extremely weird personality. It is very beautiful, good food, and also likes to smoke pot."

The crowd was amazed.

Yang Heng was also surprised for a while.

This purple qi green bull of emotion is an old perverted cow!

Lao Wang said with a smile: "For Xiangrui, beauty is naturally the mother's auspiciousness. There is no way to do it."

"The gourmet food refers to the big guys in the depths of the wilderness, but the depths of the wilderness are extremely terrifying, and there are countless forbidden areas for life. Unless you bring the extreme magic soldiers to hunt and kill them, you dare not go deep at all."

"So, there is only the last one left, smoking the dry tobacco pot!"

"Perhaps you don't know that Qing Guoshen's ancestors who are thousands of years old and children who are a few months old are all smokers. Smoking is a must-learn skill, and you have to go through layers of selection, assessment, and finally enter Qingguo's Shenchao Academy trains and studies, and learns the ancestors' way of smoking."

"Afterwards, they will be sent to Ziqi Qingniu in batches, and smoke with Ziqi Qingniu, hoping to gain the favor of Ziqi Qingniu, and then be able to teach the way of the emperor."

All the old smokers were surprised when they heard this, they didn't expect the royal family of Qingguo to be such a family of gods.

Yang Heng asked: "Then what does this have to do with Chaos God Soldiers Extinguishing God Smoke?"

The old king pondered and said: "It's a big relationship. The royal family members of Qingguo Shenchao are not as good as each generation, and the power of their blood is getting weaker and weaker. Mie Shenyan is a chaotic weapon. When it is activated, it can emit the breath of a divine weapon. Afterwards, you can get the magic weapon to radiate radiation, let the blood evolve, and improve your qualifications."

"As for Mie Shenyan, except for Qingdi who has the strength to control it and take two puffs, there is only the auspicious purple qi green bull left. The smoke it smokes is Mie Shenyan."

"Others, including Emperor Zhun, couldn't smoke Mie Shenyan. It is rumored that when an old Zhun Emperor of Qingguo smoked Mie Shen Yan forcibly, he was exhausted by Mie Shen Yan, and spontaneously ignited on the spot. For Hui Hui, the body dies and the dao disappears!"

Everyone was terrified.

This Mie Shenyan is worthy of being a Chaos God Soldier, it is very terrifying and evil.

Old Wang sighed:
"That's why smoking pots is very popular in our country of Qing, and every year there is a contest for the king of pots, held in every city to determine the real pot king.

"Then send these dry smoke pot kings to the Qingguo Shenchao, as companions, and accompany the royal children of the Shenchao to smoke at Ziqi Qingniu."

"Think about it, is there any benefit in being the companion of the children of the royal family? And you can also get close to the Ziqi Qingniu. When the Ziqi Qingniu smokes out the magic smoke, under the light of the magic weapon, our own blood can also be destroyed. Stimulate evolution, and your cultivation base will soar!"

All the old smokers already knew about these things, and hearing the news now, they couldn't help feeling a burst of sighing and longing.

They don't have much lifespan, and their qi and blood are dry. If they can do a side draw, they will most likely be rewarded with a pill that increases their lifespan and live for a few more years.

but.

There are too many old smokers in Qingzhou.

In Qingyang City alone, there are dozens of sects that specialize in smoking dry pots. There, the real old smokers gather, and there are countless masters!
"In the past, when Lao Wang participated in the Smoke Pot King Competition in Qingyang City, he always returned home. This time, Lao Yang's smoking skills are superb. He will definitely win the first place and win the title of Dry Smoke Pot King in Qingyang City!"

Lao Zhang said, with an excited expression on his face.

When the other old smokers heard it, they immediately agreed.

They just called Yang Heng the "Han Yan Pot King", which is a joke. The real Han Yan Pot King can only be won in Qingyang City.

There is one king in each city, which is the king of dry smoke pot.

Lao Wang couldn't help but sighed with complex expressions: "Old Yang, indeed, with your smoking skills, you may win this time and become the Qingyang City Dry Smoke Pot King this year."

"At that time, you will go to the god capital of Qingguo God Dynasty and become prosperous, don't forget our old brothers!"

"Yes, yes, Lao Yang, if you go, you must get some more life-enhancing pills and bring them back to us!"

"Or, when you come back, we are all dead, and you will have to sit on the graves of our brothers and smoke alone in the future."

Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, and several other old smokers said hurriedly, but they were all smiling.

Yang Heng laughed, and promised: "With the good words of the old brothers, if the old man can obtain the life-enhancing treasure pill, I will not forget you."

All the old smokers laughed when they heard this.

As for Lao Zhang, he immediately took out a bag of dry tobacco and threw it away on the spot.

Seeing that Yang Heng was puzzled, he explained that it was a bag of poisonous smoke, which was intended to be smoked by Yang Heng, but now he suddenly felt that it was not needed, so he threw it away.

Yang Heng laughed in surprise, but was also surprised by Lao Zhang's frankness and shrewdness.

If Lao Zhang didn't expose this matter in person, but someone else quietly told Yang Heng about it, he would definitely have a grudge with Yang Heng, and there would be no need to think about the treasure pill that would increase his lifespan later.

Now, if you tell them face to face, the road will be widened.

And to do this for a human being can be said to be a real cunning and cunning.

"This year's Hanyan Pot King in Qingyang City, old man, will definitely do his best!" Yang Heng said firmly.

Not for anything else, just to be able to get close to the purple qi oxen that surpassed the high-level auspiciousness of the Qingguo Shenchao. As long as he finds a way to absorb the ancient demon power, that is definitely a great opportunity.

Of course, the risks involved must also be carefully considered.

Next.

A group of old smokers talked about other things.

During the period, they naturally talked about Yang Heng's attack on the Black Eagle School and Julu School.

But these two sects are at odds with all the old smokers here, so no one feels sorry for them. After hearing that Yang Heng did not promise to attack the sects of these old fellows, everyone happily smoked again. Dry smoke pot.

At the end, exchanging treasures with each other is considered an exchange meeting for their small circle.

Yang Heng destroyed the Black Eagle Sect and the Julu Sect, and got a lot of good things, but he didn't need many of them. After taking them out, these old smokers liked them very much, and exchanged them for a lot.

And Yang Heng also exchanged a lot of so-called "treasures".

They stayed overnight, and on the second day, all the old smokers bid farewell and left. Before leaving, Lao Zhang and Lao Liu winked at Yang Heng, pointed to the inner hall, showed a wretched smile, and then strode away.

"In a few days, when Qingyang City holds the Hanyan Pot King Competition, we will meet again."

Leave a word, and soon disappeared.

Yang Heng walked into the inner hall full of curiosity, and found that there seemed to be someone on the couch.

And more than one.

Lifting the bed curtain, I couldn't help being stunned
In the afternoon, the sun is setting in the west.

Yang Hengcai came out of the hall.

At the door, Li Daqiu had already been waiting. Seeing Yang Heng, he hurriedly brought red dates, wolfberries, antler antler and snake soup.

Yang Heng was about to take a sip when he suddenly heard a sheep bleating in the distance.

"BAA Baa baa"

This voice, full of majesty, spread across thousands of miles, causing thunder and lightning in the void, causing countless ominous creatures and strange monsters to flee in the wilderness, and the ominous birds also quickly flew up to the clouds and disappeared.

Yang Heng's complexion changed, and he said pleasantly: "It's the blood-eyed Qingyang from our Qingyang Mountain who has returned."

at the same time.

In Qingyang Mountain, the back mountain of Xisuizong, in the underground palace of Qingyang Palace.

On the altar, a divine light flashed, and a passage of time and space appeared. The power of time and space was mighty, and a huge green sheep appeared on the altar.

"Baa baa, my blood-eyed blue sheep is back!"

The blood-eyed Qingyang shouted happily, then looked towards the space-time channel, his scarlet eyes were full of shyness and joy and shouted: "Brother Er Niu, hurry up, you're at my house!"

"Welcome Brother Erniu to visit my house!"

The sound fell.

In the space-time channel connected by the altar, a blue light fell, and a huge blue bull several times bigger than the blood-eyed blue sheep appeared.

Its eyes are like two blood moons, and its blue scales are cast like bronze god gold, with a metallic luster, and its four hooves are covered with sharp claws, like the minions of fierce beasts, exuding the sharpness of a magic weapon .

Standing there, it looks like a real wild bull demon, with its mighty domineering and fierce spirit naturally revealed.

And in its mouth, there is a huge dry tobacco pot, and it is smoking
　Effort code No. 4.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)