Sovereign to Immortality

"Thick-earth-"

Earth sarcophagus speaks slowly, and seems to have to pause before speaking, as if to think about it first.

This makes Yang Junshan somewhat awkward, and compared with the thoughts and spirits, almost no difference from the normal person to lead the boy, the performance of this person is really too bad.

On one side, a mulberry was thrown high, and then the pick-up boy who easily caught it with his mouth seemed to understand what Yang Junshan thought, while chewing on the delicious mulberry, he smiled and said: "As long as you put the two colorless spar Handed over to the old soil, he will do a lot of things when he talks and do things. Don't underestimate the old land. This guy is not small, although it is a little worse than this boy."

Yang Junshan heard the words directly from the two colorless spar from the Tao Shi Moling ancestors, saying: "Things want to come to the boy is thick, um, thick The Tudao friends have said that, then there will be no more words in the next. If the Taoist friends accept employment and work for the next, then these two spar will be offered naturally."

When the earthworms saw the colorless spar, Yang Junshan clearly saw that the stone head of the earthen stone smashed a lot of broken stones because of the twisting too much. The sound of "嘎嘣嘎嘣" even made Yang Junshan I feel that his whole brain will not break down next time. When the two stone beads are turning, they can still emit light like the night pearl.

"Accept - accept - but - count - time - between!"

The sound of dryness, like the friction of sand and stone, came from the earth and stone.

The picking boy on the side was eating happily, his lips were dyed purple by the mulberry juice, and he said: "If the old soil is unwilling, it will not come, but since it is necessary to accept employment, it is natural to have a time limit. After all, the soil is a person in the fairy palace. It is impossible to make a road with two spar."

Yang Junshan nodded. When he thought about it, he did not ask about the time of employment. Instead, he asked: "Then these two spar can support the thick earth friend for a long time?"

The mulberry that led the boy's mouth was a little more, and he made a slow speech. The thick soil around him was already slowly opening: "Two-hundred-year!"

The girl was so busy that he swallowed the contents of his mouth, but it was too late to stop the thick earthworms from telling the truth.

Yang Junshan has already seen it on the side, saying: "So, the Taoist friends are doing things for a hundred years, how?"

"Long -, two - ten - years!" Thick soil is slow and rational.

“Only accepting employment for 20 years?”

Yang Junshan frowned, seeing the thick soil, nodding too much, the chin directly on the collarbone, and fell a piece of stone, said: "Twenty years is too short, anyway, in the lower hand However, it is able to maintain the Taoist friends for two hundred years, but the Taoist friends are lacking sincerity."

The twist of the neck of the thick earthworm "吱吱嘎嘎" leads the boy, saying: "He - say - listen, - he, me!"

Yang Junshan's gaze stares at the mulberry in the hands of the boy, which makes him very uncomfortable. In any case, he eats the shortest people, not to mention the fact that he eats the fruits of others and counts with his companions. This is somewhat unreasonable.

I don't know if this body knows how to squat, and the boy is stunned. The sang sang in his hands and disappeared. He said: "You don't have to blame this time for a short time, although the two things you provide can make you old. The soil has been maintained for two hundred years, but it is only in an ideal state, but what do you hire for the old soil? Once the old soil protects you and fights with others, you must not be injured and injured. Once this happens, two hundred years of Time must shrink, and it will shrink sharply, not to mention the risk of complete degeneration."

Having said that, I thought it was very embarrassing to take the boy. I said, "Of course, this time is not impossible to discuss, what about 30 years?"

Yang Junshan snorted and said: "Small injuries are small, but those who can do it under the law will naturally fix it for him. However, considering the risks involved in this, in the next 20 years, the thick earth friends will do things for the next eight. In ten years, you can make more concessions in the next step than in the channel."

"Okay, okay, who is this boy's mouth, eat your fruit, then fifty years, no more. The old soil is the thing of the fairy palace after all, now he is falling, no one will pay attention, but it is not guaranteed. It may be discovered someday, and the risk is not small, and the friend is considerate."

Leading the boy and Yang Junshan bargaining, thick soil squatting on the side of a word, clearly recognize all the decisions to lead the boy, which makes Yang Junshan understand that the lead boy is probably not in their class.

"Fifty years? Or nothing, fifty years!"

Yang Junshan secretly smashed two spar for a Taoist dynasty. He did not lose money for fifty years. But he still said: "But the ugly words are in front, how can you guarantee to comply with the agreement? If you go ahead, or When you are in danger, come to the soles of your feet, then there is no chance to talk about it."

Yang Junshan’s voice just fell, not waiting for the boy’s answer, the thick soil on the side suddenly burst into a huge bang, and a fist hit the ground, it seemed very exciting.

"You don't want to be angry, I told him, I told him!"

After picking up the boy, he quickly stepped forward to appease the thick soil, and then turned his head and said: "You can rest assured that we are jealous. It is natural to follow the mission and die without regret. Although you are only an employer, the mission of the old soil will also be He has been working before he fell."

Yang Junshan actually saw the firmness from the gaze of the boy, so he nodded and said: "I believe, I also ask the two to forgive the words before the next, because they did not see the two. It’s awkward, but as a person, as a Taoist friend to consider."

The dissatisfaction in the eyes of the boy suddenly vanished. He turned back to the thick soil and said: "This little guy is always good."

The two spar in the hands of Yang Junshan slowly flew toward the thick soil.

The thick eyebrows and the chest were split into two spaces, and two colorless spar were respectively included. Then a large amount of stone chips on the thick soil began to peel off, and the original rough body began to become smoother. The joints of the original card have become free, and the action has become more and more smooth. The whole body seems to be reborn in an instant.

"Not bad!"

The low voice came from the mouth of the thick earthworm, and the speech was obviously coherent, but the speed of speech was still very slow: "I feel the power is back!"

At this time, the thick soil looks like a "person". Of course, it is still a stone "person". It is still very different from the real person, just like a beautiful stone sculpture is resurrected.

"Thank you!"

This thick soil was actually turned to Yang Junshan.

"You're welcome, you and I have to take what you need."

Yang Junshan gave a slight glimpse and said.

The thick earthworm nodded to the picking boy and said, "So, what should I do next? Always with you?"

Waiting for Yang Junshan to speak, picking up the boy to pre-empt: "The old soil is too conspicuous. If it is determined that there is no danger, or the old soil can appear in your presence in time, don't let him follow you."

Yang Junshan nodded and said: "Then come with me!"

Returning to Xishan with a thick bandit, this time Yang Junshan did not alarm anyone, saying: "This is the land of my family. You will be secretly stationed here on weekdays to protect my family."

The thick earthworm did not directly answer Yang Junshan’s instructions, but looked up at the top of Xishan and said: “There are terrible things there.”

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "I will return to the Fairy Palace. You will stay here, but don't let other people know about your existence."

"rest assured!"

There are very few words in the thick soil, and I thought about it again: "Call me old."

Seeing that Yang Junshan nodded, the whole body of the old earth sank toward the ground, and there was a hint of joy in the tone: "The large veins, very good!"

When Yang Junshan returned to the Imperial Palace, he was seeing that the boy was being bored and sang a piece of mulberry in his mouth.

Yang Junshan looked at him and said: "Can you eat too?"

After picking up the boy, he gave him a look and said, "Hey, you don't understand!"

"How many of you are there?"

"You know it's no good!"

“If I get other colorless spar, can I continue to hire other people or extend the employment period of the old soil?”

Picking up the mulberry meal that the boy is about to throw, and then said: "I suggest the latter, but it is best not to do that, and don't ask me why."

Yang Junshan nodded and left here, and went to the oven in Nantianmen -

In the depths of the innocent starry sky, somewhere unknown, only the faint starlight that does not know how far away the distance can faintly see a contour around everything, and several stars and stars of different sizes are quiet. The suspension is here.

Suddenly, a purple cloud suddenly appeared here, and then I saw this cloud swaying in the void, a cloud suddenly emerged from the surface, and then it was like a giant hand, slammed A star-shaped boulder with a diameter that is not afraid of a dozen miles, the huge boulder suddenly began to tumbling forward, and the speed became faster and faster, and the tumbling became more and more urgent.

The cloud did not stop after pushing a huge stone, but continued to shake, and several clouds and clouds appeared in succession until the starry boulder here was pushed one by one and rolled toward the distant starry sky.

A jade hand sticks out from the void and grabs the cloud in his hand. The people of Shion appear in the depths of the starry sky and say, "This is already the first wave?"

"It's still a long way off, let's go, go to the next place!" The voice of the East Flower screamed in the void, but his figure did not appear.

"The direction of these megaliths cannot be guaranteed exactly!"

The East Runner said: "This is more like an unusual meteor shower, isn't it?"

"Do you know anything?"

The East Road people faintly said: "There have been people who have died. Do you think that people in the Fairy Palace are really relieved to let them out?"

The people of the Aster Garden were in a cold heart, and the weak starlight in the void suddenly jumped, and the Ziyuan Taoist had disappeared.