Chapter 3: Digging through the heavens!

Qiu Ping was a loach, and his two small short fins could not reach his back at all, so he could only rub against the top of the temple with more force.

It was only then that he noticed that the golden thread on his back became brighter and even shining with bright light.

"Is it because of the evolution of bloodline?" Qiu Ping was delighted. When he was granted the title, He Bo said that he had the bloodline of the golden-lined dragon loach. If he had practiced well, he would not be able to enter the purified bloodline and step into the genus of the real dragon in the future.

Loach is called a fallen dragon, with dragon nature, dragon fortune, dragon bone, but no dragon shape, dragon life, or dragon appearance.

As long as you have the opportunity to make up for all the shortcomings, you can turn into dragons step by step.

But for some reason, how could it suddenly evolve?

Qiu Ping was a little confused, but the water flow around him became more and more sticky, as if he had penetrated into a muddy mud or a bucket of batter.

His loach nature attacked, and he pushed his head and tried his best to drill forward.

The golden thread on the spine became brighter and brighter, and the ripples in the water were dyed golden.

The more he dived, the harder he had, the space around him became more and more solid, and he even felt like he was drilling into a stone.

"Can it be that the old man from the land chased him? He used the magical power of turning into steel with his fingers?"

Of course, Qiu Ping did not forget the environment deep in his moment and dared not concentrate on refining it.

The fog was as soft as cotton, and at the same time it was a bit elastic, easily resolving the impact force of his falling down.

But immediately, his little heart jumped up unscrupulously. As the saying goes, horses do not have night grass, and no matter how hard they are, the heavens can hold him to death.

In the heavenly realm, Qiu Ping was so restricted that he could not even release his magical powers, but these arowanas could fly to the clouds and fog at will.

Wherever he saw at this moment, except for the endless white clouds, there were only countless towering and brilliant buildings. In his eyes, these buildings were radiant with colorful brilliance and extremely gorgeous.

Only after getting up from the ground did Qiu Ping have the opportunity to see clearly what he looked around.

However, all these carp are dragon-like, with slender figures and dazzling scales. They look like real dragons when swimming. Compared with Qiu Ping's black and black appearance, it is simply the difference between the emperor and the beggar.

His saliva could not be stopped, and the smell was too fragrant. His body instinctively longed for this smell. He even had the urge to rush up and eat it desperately.

Above his head, an extremely huge sun floated, radiating light unbridledly outward, which could dispel all evil and shine brightly on the whole world.

It's still a matter of life.

The area here is too vast, and his magical powers are suppressed, so he can only run around like a headless fly.

"Okay, feed the dragon fish of the Heavenly King soon. If these little things are hungry, I'm afraid there will be another punishment."

"Dong."

But these carp ignored him and just wandered around, making him feel bored.

The spiritual energy in this water is quite tame compared to the outside world. Although it is still rich, it can intercept and refine a lot when he inhales it, which makes him overjoyed.

Loach is a life that produces water and naturally likes water. Qiu Ping instinctively swims in it.

But he was still suppressed by his reason. This is the heavenly realm, and even the weakest servants could kill him at will.

Through the rippling water, Qiu Ping saw several female fairies. They were each wearing shiny clothes, surrounded by spiritual lights, and could not see each other at all.

These places, except for some special identities like the Kitchen God, even the fifth and sixth grade gods are easily unable to go to heaven.

...

A thought flashed through Qiu Ping's head, and his tongue was about to be tied to his body. For him, the little god of the last lunar realm, what a distant existence in the heaven.

Qiu Ping's body fell from a high place, and he subconsciously mobilized his authority, trying to gather water and lift his body.

He swam a little, looked at the environment here, and found that there was an artificial pond, with many golden and red carp in it.

Qiu Ping was suffering in his heart. The arowana fish didn't care about it and jumped out of the water in unison. The clouds gathered under them, and they were like swimming under the water in the void, enjoying their own pleasure.

Qiu Ping closed his mouth and nose tightly, not daring to let these clouds enter his mouth, otherwise he would swell like steamed buns soaked in water, suffocating him to death.

Just as he was thinking about it, he swung his tail hard, and the golden thread behind him burst out in an instant.

"This is this...this is this heaven?"

He was so scared that he was shocked and hurried into the bottom of the water, covering his body tightly with the mud, and his breath was as calm as possible.

This was amazing, and my chin was almost dislocated.

The moment the fish food left the basket, the rich fragrance penetrated into Qiu Ping's nose.

After Qiu Ping finally calmed down, he shook his tail and tried hard to shuttle between the clouds.

It was just different from what he imagined was seriously injured, his whole body was hit in a cloud of fog.

Qiu Ping didn't continue to stick to other people's cold butts, so he wondered whether to change places, but suddenly he heard a burst of laughter.

But at this moment, he could not sense his authority at all, and the magical powers he brought with him seemed to have failed and immediately hit the ground.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the air is even more terrifyingly high. Even the Hebo Shui Mansion and the City God’s official residence are not as good as here.

What kind of virtue does Qiu Ping have to do? Can he slip into the heaven?

After playing for a while, the female fairies seemed to remember the serious matters, so they grabbed a handful of fish food from the basket they carried with them and threw it into the air.

Just like the county city gods of Changning County, the seventh-rank gods, who have been in charge of a county for a hundred years, I am afraid that they have never entered the Heavenly Court.

Under the golden light, Qiu Ping's entire body suddenly felt like several layers of paper had been drilled into it, and his body slipped in and disappeared from the water mansion.

The ripples in the void dissipated and everything returned to peace.

These clouds are actually accumulating high concentration of spiritual energy, because the density is too high, it condenses into a ground-like existence.

He just took a breath and felt like his body was about to be burst.

He finally found a cloud and was about to move forward, but he was empty and fell into a pond.

Qiu Ping slightly scattered a little soul and wanted to say hello to these "same kind".

"thump."

With the performance of these dragon fish, I am afraid that even if you descend to earth, you can become a big monster.

They compete to chase fish food, sometimes gathering and sometimes scattering, rolling in the air with golden and red colors, looking spectacular.

"Hey, why don't you go to have a meal, a clown?"

When Qiu Ping was secretly envious, a sound suddenly came into his ears, which scared him to the point of his soul.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!