The three bronze vessels finally dissipated their light, gathered their spirituality, and slowly fell to the table.
The bronze ripples that were surging throughout the room like a raging wave also disappeared, returning to the ancient bronze artifact itself and transformed into its original texture. It still looks simple and heavy, with a unique look that has gone through a long period of time.
A sense of vicissitudes of life.
Wei Yuan let out a breath.
Immediately, I felt a little regretful. The purity of Sakurajima's divinity just now was really unreliable. I expected it to last a little longer, but I didn't expect that it had burned out in less than ten minutes.
This time I finally passed on the order, but I don’t know if it will be of any use or whether it will succeed.
Unfortunately, the Sakurajima divinity in hand has been exhausted, and the fifth bronze has not been found. If it fails, if you want to open the connection with the Chaoge ruins next, you will probably have to burn the divinity of the seal.
.
This thing is different from Sakurajima's divinity. It's so precious that if you burn it, it won't be worth it.
However, if the imperial seal is successfully connected to Chaoge's ancestral line through an edict, we may be able to think of other ways to contact them, or we may be able to find a way to find the last bronze artifact first, and we need Su Yu'er's help...
Wei Yuan put away the three bronzes, placed them together, and closed the transparent glass cabinet door. At this time, he suddenly realized a problem.
Chaoge City is too far away from the human world.
Will there be a delay in the transmission of divine power...
Wei Yuan felt that it was necessary to verify this idea, otherwise when using this type of method in the future, it is very likely that the prediction will be wrong, and there will be the embarrassment of having obviously put on a show of provocation and mobilized mana, but nothing can be released.
Condition.
If that happens, I'm afraid it will only embarrass the opponent to death.
Of course, before that, he might have to use his toes to build a three-bedroom apartment.
Wei Yuan threw these distracting thoughts out of his mind, took two steps back, and looked at the bronze. Xu Shi was still alive, but he didn't know what his strength was and where he was at the moment. He also didn't know when the next large-scale sacrifice would be held by the Yin and Shang people.
I know what the effect is when the ancient mountains are connected to the seal.
Wei Yuan looked at the time and saw that it was getting late. After dinner, he went back to practice breathing. At present, his strength was still far behind Xu Fu. He had to at least improve his cultivation to the level of the Iron Eagle warrior.
, only then are you qualified to think about these things.
The Crouching Tiger Technique was created during the Han Dynasty. Compared with the original Black Ice Platform Technique, this Crouching Tiger Technique, which has been improved by Crouching Tigers for thousands of years, is obviously more mature, but it can be used in common from experience.
Yes, Wei Yuan became more proficient in practice, and when moving his Qi, he temporarily avoided the injury to his heart.
Perhaps because he learned that his enemy was still alive, Wei Yuan thought for a long time that night.
Then, the next day.
He stayed in bed.
……………………
Wei Yuan stared at the dark circles and forced himself to stand up.
It scared even the water ghosts.
Brushing his teeth with messy hair, Wei Yuan looked listless in the mirror.
Facts have proved that the meal must be eaten one bite at a time, the road must be walked step by step, and the enemies must be killed one by one. Even if you are a warrior, if you don't sleep that night, you will be sleepy the next day. If you don't eat even one meal, you will be so hungry that your chest sticks to your back.
Wei Yuan washed his face with cold water to stimulate his energy. Then he exhaled and felt a little more energetic.
Next, while waiting for the results of the action team's interrogation of the old man Sakurajima, he was recovering from his injuries.
The penetrating wound on the heart is quite serious, and I don’t know when it will heal.
Wei Yuan was thinking as he shook the pan in his hand and turned over the egg pancakes inside.
The egg pancake is golden and has chopped green onion inside, so it has the unique aroma when chives react with oil. Press the egg pancake with chopsticks to make the bottom surface of the egg pancake come into close contact with the high-temperature oil. Wei Yuan feels a little bit
I thought in a daze, I don't know how many more days there will be for the Yin Shang sacrifice.
Since it is the world of mountains and seas, is the time there the same as the time in the human world?
Mountains and seas, all realms...
Wei Yuan put the fried egg pancakes on the plate, made a bowl of winter melon and kelp soup, sprinkled a handful of dried shrimps on it, and took out the remaining ribs from last night and heated them up. The aroma was fragrant, and he took a bite.
The pork ribs that had been left in the soup overnight were even more flavorful. According to Wei Yuan's own judgment, it scored seven points.
But Wei Yuan felt that the food was tasteless for some reason.
He took a bite of the soft egg pancake and murmured:
"The strange beasts of the mountains and seas..."
He didn't know why, but he couldn't forget the appearance of various strange beasts in his mind.
First of all, he drew most of the strange beasts, and quite a few of them are harmful to people, or even can eat people. Such dangerous things, it is impossible to put them back after painting, and if you keep them,
, the tribe was still short of meat, and the people at that time had no choice but to deal with it with tears.
Modern technology has extracted various condiments that can increase the delicious taste of food.
But the meat from the ancient mythology period will taste delicious as long as it is grilled casually.
Just like, just like the two fish caught from the Huai River before.
The smells hidden in distant memories suddenly emerged, making Wei Yuan feel a lot of saliva secreting in his mouth, and the stomach acid was churning, almost making him feel feverish. He could only swallow food to fill his stomach. As soon as he recalled that taste
Come on, everything tastes like chewing wax.
At this time, I miss Yu even more. Although he only knows how to cook and bake, he can catch anything if he can't bear it.
When he was full of food and drink, Wei Yuan recited some names of strange beasts in the mountains and seas.
Looking at the time, he suddenly thought of a question. Another day has passed. Wuzhiqi didn't urge him to send him a new spare battery? Let alone the spare battery for the computer, the power bank for the mobile phone should have been used up.
.
Wei Yuan poured himself a cup of tea and sent a message to Wuzhi Qi.
"Do you need batteries?"
After about five minutes, Wuzhiqi replied: "No need."
Wei Yuan was surprised and said suspiciously: "You really don't want to?"
Wuzhiqi replied calmly: "I am a god."
God is omnipotent.
Wei Yuan shook his head in amusement, well, since it is not needed, let’s not give it to him for the time being. Could it be that Wu Zhiqi has changed his temper? Since he didn’t think clearly, he immediately stopped caring about the matter and focused on his own practice.
, meditate and practice Qi.
The bottom of Huai River.
Wuzhiqi put down the phone in his hand and looked at the computer intently.
He still remembered that when he tried to charge his mobile phone with a thunderbolt, his mobile phone exploded, but now he has found the reason.
His fingers tapped on the keyboard.
‘The reason why your mobile phone explodes while charging’
"It turns out that the voltage is unstable..."
After thinking about it, Wu Zhiqi continued to search: working principle of voltage regulator.
Working principle of transformer.
Read each word carefully.
In the era when he lived, the use of magical powers and spells were still extremely crude and primitive. Being big and strong was authority, and strength was everything. But now the human race has used various mechanisms to tame the thunder and do all kinds of exquisite things.
In his opinion, it can be regarded as a kind of magic. Since it is the use of taming thunder, humans can do it, so there is no reason that he, as a god, cannot do it.
He is a god!
Wuzhiqi has his own pride in his heart.
He is born divine!
He is the leader of the extremely powerful pantheon and one of the four gods.
The Shui Lord of the Huai River deity is called the Lord of Misfortune by all creatures.
Then he lowered his head and continued to study the principle of voltage stability.
No one knows that Huaiwo Shuijun took the initiative to develop spells for the first time in order to prevent power outages while playing games.
So we need to develop a way to charge our own computers.
It is best to fill it with a seal directly.
Wuzhiqi looked at it for a while, glanced at it, and saw the related search next to it.
Hydroelectric power generation system.
"Water? Can it also generate electricity?"
This is a good thing.
Wuzhiqi looked at it for a while and fell into deep thought.
Can Wei Yuan get one?
Think about it and search
'How do you get parents to get themselves a hydroelectric power generation system?'
After a pause, he added: 'It needs to be big, the kind you can find through picture search.'
Click and search!
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Unknown to Wuzhiqi, who was planning to start researching the use of spells to charge electrical appliances in order to save charging time, Wei Yuan entered an extremely regular life in the next few days, practicing daily, eating, and using up all the previous divine orders.
Later, he used the remaining divine power in the seal to draw another edict to protect his body, and it never moved again.
Just waiting quietly for the completion of Wu Yu and Yin Shang's sacrificial ceremony.
But before the ceremony began, another unexpected guest came to visit.
jingle
With the crisp sound of bells, the door of the museum was pushed open.
Outside the door were Zhang Hao and the police officer who Wei Yuan had met a few days ago, chasing the old man Sakurajima. The two walked in. Zhang Hao was already familiar with the road, but Zhu Hongmiao was a little cautious. When he saw
When Wei Yuan came to Wei Yuan, he was a little surprised. Only then did he realize that the senior Zhang Hao mentioned about visiting was the person who showed up that day. He couldn't help but whisper:
"It's you?"
Wei Yuan was also a little surprised by Zhu Hongmiao's appearance, smiled and nodded.
Inviting them to sit down, he poured a cup of tea for them, remembered something, and asked jokingly:
"Zhang Hao, is what I told you before useful?"
What he said was his previous suggestion to Zhang Hao that when he asked a girl he liked, he might as well suggest that the experimental group should be halved. Zhang Hao's face was slightly red. Apparently Wei Yuan's previous suggestion had enough effect, and he quickly calmed down his emotions.
, thanked him and said:
"Ahem, Master Wei, your scriptures... no, I mean, metaphysics, are indeed very effective."
"But we came to you this time for another reason."
He looked straight and said:
"It should be the Guard Master who captured the man from Sakurajima before, right?"
"I heard Hongmiao talk about the situation, and after thinking about it, it could only be you, the owner of the museum."
Wei Yuan nodded: "Well, it's me, what's wrong?"
Zhang Haodao: "Master, the person you captured should be the leader of a spiritual shrine in Sakurajima. He sneaked into China quietly and deliberately caused harm. We searched and dealt with the things he carried that might contain evil spirits. Finally,
Found something special, 'someone'"
He stretched out his hand. There was an upside-down magic weapon in his hand, and he threw it upwards.
When the Dharma seal is struck, this magical instrument emits flowing light.
Then, a young Taoist with a pale complexion and traces of blood on his clothes appeared in the museum. His eyes were pale with no pupils, there was a thick black air on his face, and there were traces of blood vessels starting from his neck, like
It was a python coiling around his neck, rising and falling, which was frightening to look at. The man seemed to be struggling, but he was bound by chains turned into talismans, unable to move.
Zhang Hao said: "This is what I found on that old guy. He is a medicine man."
His voice paused and he said: "He is a monk from the Taiping Department."
"It's true."
At this moment, Zhang Hao felt an indescribable change in energy, which sent chills down his back. He controlled himself not to turn his head, not to look at the simple nine-section staff next to him, as if it was nothing.
I don’t know, I didn’t squint, I just stared straight ahead and said:
"According to the instructions of the Heavenly Master, this person will be handed over to you, the head of the guard hall, first."
The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Zhang Hao felt a little unspeakably depressed and out of breath.
After a long time, he heard the museum owner in front of him speak. His tone was calm, but it made his palms tremble:
"……I see."
"They are cultivators of Taiping Road..."
Ps: Today’s first update... 3,500 words, thank you for the 10,000-dollar reward from Little Leek under Longhu Mountain, thank you~