The hundred-foot-tall stone giant still didn't see the monks from the Jing Zen Sect. He shrunk his body, looked at the green wolf in front of him with some suspicion, and said angrily: "You're not lying to me, are you? Why didn't I look at it?
To the shadows of the monks."
"No, absolutely not."
Tang Hui quickly moved his paws, took out a set of yellow robes from the rows of storage bags hanging on his waist, spread them on his arms, and said, "Here, this is what I got from a sneak attack on one of the monks."
The spoils of war.”
The stone man then nodded doubtfully, yawned and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll just go to bed."
"Sleep? Don't you practice?" Tang Hui asked with some confusion.
"Cultivation?" The stone man touched his bald head, not knowing why. He didn't know what cultivation was at all.
"Yes, just like this." Tang Hui sat cross-legged, breathing heavily, and said to the stone man.
The stone man shook his head, got into the ground, and said: "I haven't tried it before. Ever since I woke up, I have been eating and sleeping, and eating when I wake up. Hundreds of years ago, I met a group of monks passing by here. I was hungry.
He ate one of them and formed a deadly feud."
Tang Hui touched his chin with his wolf claws and said: "Then we have a common enemy, so we should be considered friends. By the way, didn't those bald donkeys seek revenge on you again?"
"Bald donkey?" The stone man's head was obviously not working well, and he couldn't turn around for a moment, so he said, "What is it?"
Tang Hui laughed dryly and said, "It's those monks. Bald Donkey is their nickname."
"Oh." The stone man nodded as if he understood, and said lightly: "A few batches came, but I ate them all, and then they stopped coming. I hate others disturbing my sleep the most. These
Monk Luo Li is so verbose and very annoying."
Tang Hui's heart skipped a beat. He accidentally disturbed the stone man's sleep. This stone man wouldn't slap him into a pulp.
"Then what do you usually eat?" Tang Hui asked curiously.
The stone man thought for a moment and said, "I can't even name a lot of things. Well, there are occasionally things running on the ground."
The stone man pointed to the soil and stones nearby, and then pointed to some animal hair on the ground. They should have fallen off when the animals struggled a little. There were no bones, so they should have been swallowed whole by the stone man.
Tang Hui picked up a stone at random, wiped it with his green-furred wolf claws, and then widened his eyes and said, "Holy crap, it's actually a leftover from a middle-grade spiritual stone."
Immediately, Tang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he released his spiritual consciousness and searched everywhere.
This guy actually ate middle-grade spiritual stones, so there must be middle-grade spiritual veins nearby. It is impossible for low-grade spiritual veins to produce middle-grade spiritual stones.
"No need to look for it." The stone man yawned, stretched, and said: "There used to be a middle-grade spiritual vein here, but I ate them all. I was born from a stone, how could I not recognize the spiritual stone?
.What you see now is the size of my original body. After eating all the middle-grade spiritual veins, I grew to the size of a hundred feet."
This prodigal son.
Tang Hui's heart ached so much that he wanted to cry without tears. This was a middle-grade spiritual vein, and it was all eaten up by this guy. There was such a big Lotus Peak, and there were thousands of elders and disciples, so just one low-grade spiritual vein was enough.
Maintain, the guy in front of you actually ate up one middle-grade spiritual vein. One middle-grade spiritual vein was worth a hundred low-grade spiritual veins.
No wonder the old monks of the Jing Zen Sect were so exhausted that they were wiped out several times and never dared to come again.
"It's quite hard and doesn't taste very good. It's not as chewy as meat." The stone man smacked his mouth and said with unfinished thoughts, and then touched his belly.
Tang Hui was ready to run away at any time. If this guy planned to devour him, he would be no match for him. With a flattering smile on his face, Tang Hui said, "That's nothing else. You rest first, I'll leave first."
Already."
"Wait a minute." The stone man said quickly, "It's been thousands of years, and this is the first time I've met a talking monster. It might be a way to relieve my boredom. I'm almost bored to death. You might as well talk to me."
"What? It's been thousands of years, and no other monsters have been here?" Tang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled as cautiously as if he were covered with thin ice.
"There have been a few monsters here, but before I opened my mouth, they disappeared in a flash." The stone man said helplessly, "Although I also eat meat, I never eat monsters, because I know
Everyone is a demon cultivator, and it is not easy to open spiritual wisdom. It took me hundreds of years to open spiritual wisdom."
"Oh, then I'm relieved." The huge stone in Tang Hui's heart finally fell to the ground and he said: "By the way, we have been chatting for so long. My name is Tang Hui, what is your name?"
"Me?" The stone man thought carefully, then his facial features wrinkled up, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
"Don't you have a name?" Tang Hui asked.
The stone man nodded helplessly and said: "I don't know. Anyway, those monks used to call me Monster, but I think Monster is not my name. I can't remember my name either. Maybe I have it, maybe I don't have it."
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Tang Hui scratched the wolf hair on the top of his head and said: "Since you call yourself the King of Stone, take Wang as your surname and Shi as your name, and call you Wang Shi."
"Wang Shi?!"
The stone man thought for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, saying, "Okay, let's call him Wang Shi. From now on, I will be called Wang Shi."
As the stone man held his hands and laughed, the entire surface of the earth was shaking. Tang Hui was even worried that this was not how the earthquake came.
"Then I have other things to do, so I'll say goodbye to Brother Wang Dao and won't disturb your sleep." Tang Hui thought he'd better run away early. Although the stone man said it didn't eat monsters, he couldn't believe it.
Have a taste of it.
"you are leaving?"
The stone man said somewhat unhappily: "I haven't thanked you properly for choosing a name for me. As a courtesy, I'll give you something as a gift."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Tang Hui quickly waved his paws and said, "It's just a little effort."
"I, Wang Shi, have a clear distinction between grudges and grievances. Although you disturbed my sleep, you gave me a name. I still want to thank you." Wang Shi said sincerely, "Wait for me for a while. That thing hidden underground is a bit strange."
Shen, I will come back as soon as I go."
A bit deep?
Tang Hui was a little puzzled, then nodded and said: "Okay, there's no rush anyway, let me see what it is?!"
The stone man then rotated his body, using his waist as an axis, his feet as pointed points, his hands spread out, spinning rapidly like a top, and burrowed into the ground.
Tang Hui sat cross-legged on the spot and continued to digest the magical weapons, elixirs, and spiritual stones in his body.
Time for a cup of tea has passed.
A stick of incense has passed.
An hour passed.
Tang Hui opened his eyes, impatient to wait. According to the stone man's drilling method, is it necessary to drill through the underground of Nanzhan Buzhou?
Two hours passed.
Three hours passed.
The moon rises and sets, and the sun comes out.
Tang Hui had been waiting all night, but the stone man hadn't come back yet. Tang Hui put his wolf ears on the ground and listened carefully when a slight noise came.
Then the sound got louder and louder.
Wang Shi came back with a five-foot long sword made of stone in one hand, threw it to Tang Hui and said, "Brother Tang, I kept you waiting for a long time."
Tang Hui used his wolf claws to knock on the five-foot stone sword. The stone sword made a clanging sound. It should be metal inside. Then Tang Hui used the little spiritual power left in his body to rush into the five-foot stone sword, like a stone sinking into the sea.
, still no response.
Tang Hui thought about it for a while, and remembered that in the previous novels, there were things like dripping blood to identify the master, and with the mentality of giving it a try, he bit the fleshy palm with his wolf teeth and dripped a drop of cyan blood on it.
The blood was slowly absorbed by the five-foot stone sword. Tang Hui tried to refining the object according to the Buddhist weapon refining techniques he had looted. He put ninety-nine and eighty-one handprints on the five-foot stone sword. The five-foot stone sword still remained.
No response.
"Isn't that right?" Tang Hui scratched the wolf's head and said, "I've tried identifying the owner by dripping blood, and I've also refined the weapon refining techniques, but there's still no response from this thing."
Wang Shi said embarrassedly: "This thing has been buried underground for more than a thousand years. I accidentally found this stone sword when I was searching for spiritual veins underground. I swallowed it in my stomach and couldn't digest it at all. Later, I had diarrhea.
Come out."
Tang Hui felt a chill, and then he bent his claws, holding the handle of the sword with one claw and the sword body with the other, and hit his knee hard to test its hardness.
There was a "zheng" sound from the cicada, and the five-foot-long sword did not even bend. It was very hard, and Tang Hui's kneecaps ached when he put it on it.
"Damn, you're just kidding me."
Tang Hui threw the five-foot long sword to the ground, then stretched out his right foot to step on it, rolled it hard, and cursed: "I thought I encountered a top-quality piece of equipment, but it turned out to be a piece of trash."
waste.
The five-foot long sword trembled violently, emitting bursts of dragon roars. The stone fragments attached to the metal sword bounced away one after another. Tang Hui was a little unsteady, and hurriedly avoided it, widening his eyes, and still cursed: "What a bastard."
You have a 'cheesy' temper. I scold you a few times, but you still want to rebel?"
"Bang".
The remaining stone fragments on the five-foot long sword exploded one after another, and the five-foot long sword quickly hung in the air. The long sword was completely blue, and two nine-clawed golden dragons were engraved on the front and back. Yes, it was nine-clawed.
In an instant, the nine-clawed golden dragon on the sword of the five-foot long sword opened its eyes and sprayed out furious anger. The five-foot long sword was raised high and slashed towards Tang Hui with lightning speed.
Tang Hui, who was already in the foundation-building stage, was struck by a five-foot long sword before his brain could even function. This five-foot long sword did not intend to destroy Tang Hui's body at all, but directly entered Tang Hui's spiritual platform.
In the sea of consciousness, it wanted to destroy the soul of the green wolf who actually insulted it.
The five-foot blue dragon-patterned long sword penetrated the gray mist of chaos and struck directly at the three-inch man who was still under the sycamore tree with a radius of twenty feet.
The little man who was meditating in seclusion to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, raised his hand and fired out a platinum sword energy. He ignored the five-foot long sword, drove straight in, and took the three-way slash in the middle palace.
Small person.
The three-inch man was too small for a five-foot sword. He ducked into the branches of a sycamore tree that was already more than three meters high. He hid his figure in the gaps between the leaves. Several green vines burst out of the ground and shot towards the five-foot-long sword.
The long sword wrapped around him and flew away.
After the platinum sword energy hit the five-foot long sword, it was annihilated like a moth to a flame. The five-foot long sword then spun around, and the sharp sword edge cut the entangled ivy into several pieces, and then the five-foot long sword became five feet long.
The sword instantly sprayed out hundreds of sword energy, slashing towards the sycamore tree in the center.
The three-inch villain became anxious, and sprayed out a string of fireballs from his small mouth, and rushed towards the five-foot blue dragon-patterned long sword hovering in the air. The five-foot long sword shook, and he slashed rapidly, and the fireballs exploded one after another.
The five-foot long sword has no loss at all. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and it is invincible.
The leaves of the sycamore tree fell rustlingly, many branches were cut off, and the trunk was covered with dense sword marks.
The three-inch little man jumped down from the sycamore tree, touched the trunk of the sycamore tree with a distressed look on his face, then turned around and stared at the five-foot blue dragon-patterned sword with an angry face.
The five-foot long sword slashed down again, hitting the three-inch man standing on the ground.
The three-inch villain did not dodge, he recited a profound and obscure mantra in his mouth, and quickly clasped the spell with his hands. The five-foot long sword came closer and closer, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the three-inch villain's cerebellum.
Ge Di, five long white, green, black, red, and yellow snakes suddenly flew out from the mist of chaos. They opened their fangs and opened their mouths and bit into the body of the five-foot long sword.
The five-foot long sword swayed rapidly, trying to shake off the five five-color small snakes tightly wrapped around it, but the little snakes' bodies remained motionless and did not let go. They began to eat away at the blade of the five-foot long sword, biting out small bites one after another.
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The nine-clawed golden dragon on the five-foot long sword seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying. His face was full of disbelief. It was a nine-clawed golden dragon, and it could be cannibalized by five five-color snakes.
Then, the nine-clawed golden dragon with the five-foot blue dragon-patterned long sword watched each of the five little snakes swallow a mouthful, and then he was about to take a second bite. He quickly fell to the ground and begged for mercy from the three-inch villain on the ground.
The little village man snorted and waved his hand. Then the five colorful snakes reluctantly opened their mouths and walked back into the chaos.
Immediately, the three-inch villain slapped his chest and heart in an almost self-inflicted manner, and spurted out a mouthful of pure cyan blood, spraying it on the nine-clawed golden dragon with the five-foot blue dragon-patterned sword. The cyan blood quickly penetrated, dyeing the nine-clawed golden dragon.
It became a nine-clawed blue dragon. Then, the three-inch villain once again made a hand seal, muttered words, and struck ninety-nine and eighty-one runes on the five-foot blue dragon-patterned sword, which was carved on the five-foot blue dragon-patterned sword.
On the sword.
After the three-inch villain finished walking in the palace, he stretched out his left hand towards the five-foot long sword that was dyed cyan. The five-foot long sword quickly shrank, became one-inch in size, and fell into the three-inch villain's small hand.
The three-inch man looked left and right, flicked the sword with his finger, and made a slight "clang" trill. Then he returned to the sycamore tree with satisfaction and continued to meditate, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and occasionally spraying out a stream of spiritual energy from his small mouth.
, nourishing the one-inch sword with five holes the size of sesame seeds missing.
Tang Hui woke up leisurely and secretly said that he was lucky. Fortunately, the five uncles woke up in time at the critical moment. Otherwise, he would have been unable to hold the five-foot stone sword. Tang Hui cupped his hands in front of the stone man and said:
"Brother Wang, I thank you for the treasure. I'll say goodbye and see you again when we have the chance."
Wang Shi nodded slightly, unable to even open his eyes, and then curled up into a ball and began to fall into a deep sleep. He didn't know whether the next time he woke up would be decades or centuries later.