Fengshen Wendaoxing

"Oh, I'm burning to death!"

The fat Taoist screamed, full of breath and black smoke, and finally opened his mouth like a fountain, spraying a jet of water before all the flames on his body were extinguished.

But at this time, in the flames, he turned into a teenager who was burnt black and looked extremely embarrassed.

"No damage?"

6 Chuan blinked in disbelief, except that the flame made him a little embarrassed, his palm didn't cause any harm.

"The head of the Kish Mansion, right? You wait for the Lord."

The young man gritted his teeth and glanced at the river, the sound of "chi" turned into a light of water and broke through his roof, sinking into the sky.

"I'm not old, my tone is not small."

At the same time that Chuan was laughing with anger, his right hand swiftly picked up his left wrist, and with a throw, a hole in the golden roof followed.

when!

Soon after, a golden light "pawned" it again from the hole in the roof and fell to the ground.

Chuan walked over and looked at the hole in the roof, and then looked down at the golden light, with a strange color in his eyes.

"Ouch!"

The golden light groaned continuously, and when it dissipated, only a slapped turtle was lying on its back, with a golden ring around its neck, rolling his eyes dizzyly.

It is strange because of the strange texture on the tortoise shell behind it.

"what!"

Chu Chuan curiously grabbed its little tail and raised it upside down. When the tortoise opened his eyes and saw him, it made a weird cry, then rolled his eyes, and the four claws and head fell weakly, as if dead.

"Will you play dead?"

6 Chuan was speechless, but he ignored it. What he was interested in was the texture behind it.

He only saw a corner just now, and felt a little mysterious, so he wanted to see what happened.

In fact, this little tortoise is indeed a bit extraordinary, so that he can get out of his hand, and it is not damaged even after taking a palm of his hand, that is, his Taoism is lower.

Chuan gently twisted his tail, turned it over, and looked at the turtle shell behind the little turtle.

"Gossip?"

At the next moment, 6 Chuan's pupils shrank, and behind the little turtle, there was a picture of gossip.

Moreover, this picture-like gossip picture is different, and Liu Chuan felt mysterious after a glance, as if it contained a kind of mysterious power.

"What kind of gossip picture is this? What is the origin of this little tortoise?"

6 Chuan was surprised, looking at the four claws and the weakly drooping head, the little tortoise who stuck his tongue and rolled his eyes, pretending to be dead, a little bit unintelligible.

"Hey, are you dead?"

6 Chuan said deliberately, focusing on the little turtle and shaking its tail.

During this period, the little tortoise did not react, and with the strength of his shaking, it was swayed, really like it was dead.

The universe trap was wrapped around its neck, and it collided with the tortoise shell during the shaking process, sparks splashed out, and the sound of gold and iron cried out.

6 Chuan's eyes flashed, listening to the sound of this turtle shell being so unreasonably hard, could it be because of this gossip picture?

He has seen many past events in Donghai's library.

He remembers two pieces related to tortoises. One is written by Cangjie, a minister of the Yellow Emperor. It is said that the first few characters are carried on the back of a tortoise.

The tortoise also gained merit for carrying the human characters, and later gained the Dao, and worshipped under the gate of Tianzun. It is said that it is the Virgin of the Tortoise Spirit who is now Jiejiao.

As for the other legend, it goes back to the more distant Fuxi era.

Legend has it that the first Saint Fuxi of the human race was inspired by the map of the river carried by the dragon horse and the book of Luo carried by the big tortoise, and created the gossip.

"Could it be..."

6 Chuan looked at the little tortoise, and it was hard not to remind him of gossip.

"Is it really dead?"

6 Chuan muttered, carrying the little turtle to the outside of the courtyard.

"Chongming!"

6 Chuan shouted to the sky: "It's time to eat."

Little turtle heard the words, a small mung bean eye opened a gap alertly, glanced wisely, and continued to close his eyes after not feeling the danger.

"My lord, what are you doing with a tortoise? Where's the Taoist chief?"

Wei Shang passed by the door, watching Liu Chuan standing at the door carrying a little turtle, he couldn't help but look weird.

"The Taoist master has already left after eating, and he gave a souvenir to the mansion before he left."

6 Chuan smiled and said, "I know everything in this house, but I don't know how to raise turtles..."

"Huh!"

As he was talking, there was a clear bird song in the sky, and a colorful divine bird spread its wings and fell towards this side.

"You **** bastard, you really want to feed the birds!"

Hearing the chirping of the birds, the dead little tortoise shook his spirits, and instantly "resurrected", watching the bird of prey that descended from the sky, struggling with fright and yelling.

But a tortoise was held upside down, even if it struggled, it could only make it look more funny.

"Ah, a talking turtle?"

Wei Shang looked surprised, and opened his eyes curiously to look at the little tortoise.

"Look at your uncle."

The little turtle was frightened and angry at this time, very irritable, when he saw Wei Shang approaching, he directly swung the forelimb the size of an ordinary person's finger like a fist in anger.

"carefully!"

6 Chuan's expression changed slightly and he quickly reminded him, but it was too late.

How much power can a slap-sized turtle have?

Wei Shang thought so too.

So, he was hit in the face by the small tortoise with the thickness of the forelimbs of ordinary fingers, and with a strange cry, he flew upside down~www.readwn.com~A turtle that can also fist?

6 Chuan's face is weird.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

At this time, seeing the general of the Chongming Bird, the little turtle desperately wanted to be a tortoise with a shrunken head, but his limbs entered the tortoise's shell smoothly.

Only its neck was still covered with a universe circle, and it was stuck, and its head couldn't be retracted, desperately trying to shrink, the universe circle collided with the tortoise shell behind it with a ‘ding’ and ‘ding’ sound.

"Will you play dead?"

6 Chuan smiled and said: "Now this mansion fulfills your wish, let's talk, how do you thank this mansion?"

"I thank you big-headed bastard, bastard, get that bird away quickly."

Little tortoise yelled: "Otherwise, something will happen to me, you will be out of luck."

The Chongming Bird landed in the courtyard and looked over here.

"Oh, why?" Liu Chuan laughed.

"I am different from ordinary tortoises. I am a natural tortoise.

The little turtle shouted: "You are going to be condemned by the gods for killing me. From now on, you will be ridden with bad luck every day, and you will have no good luck in your life.

As he was talking, 6 Chuan slammed it to the ground with a black face.

"This little king owes too much mouth, and his claws are too dark."

6 Chuan had a dark face, looking at Wei Shang who was slowly standing up from the courtyard, and said, "I will expose it to the sun for three days. Does the government dare to look at it so horizontally?"

At this time, Wei Shang's face was swollen, Lao Gao, grinning, and a small tortoise paw print.

"Yes!"

Wen Yan Wei Shang said fiercely, looking badly.

"Don't don't don't, two eldest brothers, do we have anything to say, why do we have to move our hands..."

Little turtle was anxious, and said with a smile, "Right?"

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