After an unknown amount of time, Gongliang opened his eyes and saw a ray of light shining through the cracks in the cave.
After checking the Dantian internally, the true energy has been restored, and the injuries suffered from practicing the Xuanyuan Halberd moves have also recovered.
After entering the Mortal Realm, he thought he was already very good, but now it seems that he is just a little grasshopper. He can't even describe other people's moves. It's really sad.
The picture of the Xuanyuan Halberd yesterday was actually a description of its origins, and the moves it practiced were just incidental.
In ancient times, the innate gods and monsters were the overlords of the world, and the human race was just a small tribe, very weak. However, the majestic man who refined the Xuanyuan Halberd single-handedly led the human race to fight for a piece of the land dominated by the monster clan.
Heaven and earth, people at that time called him the "King of the Halberd" because he used the halberd as a weapon.
Unfortunately, he was not tolerated by the demon clan and was killed by a group of demons. The Xuanyuan Halberd escaped on its own and finally ended up in the abandoned Longting Water Mansion.
The reason why King Wuji sealed the soul of the Taoist beast in the Xuanyuan Halberd was because he wanted it to become a halberd spirit.
An artifact is dead if it has no spirit. Only with the spirit of the artifact can it advance again.
This is true whether it is the Great Wilderness Divine Weapon or the Dongtu artifact, but it is very difficult to produce an artifact spirit. The so-called spiritual weapon only has a little spirituality. Only high-grade divine weapons and magic weapons and Taoist artifacts can produce artifact souls.
It's the spirit of the weapon.
At that stage, they are all existences that defy the heavens. It is only ordinary for an object to break through the sea and shatter the mountains and rivers.
Gongliang checked his body and then remembered that Mi Gu and Yuan Gungun were still in the space.
Yuan Gungun was fine, this idiot was happy to eat and sleep in it.
The little one can't help it. She won't be allowed to come out for so long, so she will probably be unhappy again.
Sure enough, as soon as the little guy came out, he pouted his little mouth and complained unhappily: "Daddy, why do you always put me in there! I'm so powerful, I can help Daddy do so many things, unlike me.
If you go crazy, you will eat all day long and won’t do anything else.”
Yuan Gungun was used to the little guy's slander and was too lazy to pay attention to the little guy.
Seeing that she was angry, Gongliang quickly took out the Xuanyuan Halberd and said, "There was something going on yesterday, so I didn't let you out. Look, this is the treasure Yuan Gungun found. Is it powerful?"
After saying that, he swung the Xuanyuan Halberd and struck a stone next to it, and the stone was immediately split into two.
"It's amazing!"
The little guy opened his mouth in surprise, took out the small pumpkin hammer from the pouch, and said powerfully: "Daddy, you use the halberd to chop my little hammer and let's see who is better."
Gongliang was afraid of hurting her, so he quickly put away the Xuanyuan Halberd, "This thing is very sharp, and a small hammer is no match for it."
When the little guy heard what Daddy said, she threw away her favorite little hammer and said with a small mouth: "The little hammer can't beat Daddy's halberd, so I don't want it anymore."
Gongliang quickly picked up the little pumpkin hammer, hugged her and comforted her with kind words, and promised to make a pair of very, very powerful little pumpkin hammers for her in the future, and the little guy became happy again.
Mi Gu hugged Dad's neck and proudly showed off: "Daddy, I learned how to play the drum. It's so awesome, so awesome."
Tiangu fell into a deep sleep after being injured in a battle with the Black Lotus Holy Sect Wusheng Ancestor.
Now that I have barely regained some strength, I sent a message to Migu last night about how to play the drum. The little guy is very smart and learned it in one night. Now he shows it off to Daddy.
"Dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong"
The little guy was beating the sky drum and dancing in the cave to the rhythm of the drum.
Her cute appearance with tender pink and chubby flesh makes your heart melt.
Yuan Gungun watched for a while, and followed the rhythm of the drums, twisting the panda's fat buttocks.
Gongliang feels that it is really eye-catching. You said that if a Persian dancer with a graceful figure twists her graceful waist, it will be pleasing to the eye and comfortable to look at. It can be called "light green waist dances like orchids and green, graceful and graceful"
"Youlongju."
But what does it mean?
Yuan Gungun twisted his little fat butt, which seemed to be unsatisfactory, so he stood up and danced his two short hands, and the fat on his chest also trembled.
Is this the legendary breast shaking dance?
It was really eye-catching, and Gongliang felt like he was about to faint.
Xiao Xiangxiang stood on her round shoulders and swayed her butt as well. A pink fluffy tail swayed, like a enchanting girl wearing a bird tail costume swaying her butt. It was very funny.
Gongliang shook his head repeatedly. This little thing was probably bent a little by Yuan Gungun.
He stayed in a cave for one night, and early that morning, he, Mi Gu, and their round chickens headed for Cangwu County.
Mi Gu has just learned to play the drum, and she is getting excited. She wants to show off her skills all the time. Even when she is sitting in Dad's arms, she picks up the sky drum and beats it rhythmically.
Don't tell me, the little guy's knocking is pretty good.
Gongliang had always been curious about how this stone-like drum made a sound, so he asked Mi Gu to come over and knock it.
Unfortunately, when the drum was in his hand, it didn't make any sound no matter how hard he knocked it. But as soon as the rice was taken over, the drum could make a sound again.
It seems that this thing only recognizes little ones, and it will be useless to anyone.
Yuan Gungun was lying next to Gong Liang, and when he heard Mi Gu's drumming, he felt itchy, so he took out the copper cymbal Gong Liang bought for him from his storage bag and started banging hard.
Gong Liang hugged Mi Gu and listened to her playing the drums with his eyes closed. Suddenly, a harsh sound rang in his ears, which made his ears buzz. When he opened his eyes, he saw the fool Yuan Gungun holding a copper cymbal.
Knocking with excitement.
At this time, he was ready to die.
I shouldn't have bought this thing for it in the first place, so that it wouldn't have to use it to make noise from time to time.
The little chicken was also startled by the sound of the cymbals, turned around and took a look. It was hard to say that it was a good friend, so it continued to fly forward.
Yuan Gungun knocked it for a while, but he was not satisfied yet, so he hit it hard again. The sound of cymbals and the harsh sound came out, which frightened the chicken for a moment, and then it fell down. Fortunately, it adjusted in time and recovered immediately.
Even a momentary fall is terrifying.
Yuan Gungun was so frightened that he hugged Gong Liang with both hands and feet, for fear of falling and turning into panda meat.
"Chicken, fly better, don't fall." Yuan Gungun cried out to the chicken.
"I know." The chicken chirped in response.
After a while, Yuan Gungun saw that the chicken was flying normally, so he released his arms and legs from holding Gong Liang tightly, picked up the cymbal, and started beating it again.
Gongliang quickly stopped him and said, "Stop knocking. It's too noisy."
When Yuan Gungun heard what he said, he yelled unhappily: "You're the one who's causing trouble? Mi Gu can knock, why can't I knock?"
"Do you think what you knocked sounded better than hers?" Gongliang glanced at it.
When Mi Gu heard what Dad said, he looked at Yuan Gun Gun with his arms akimbo. If what he said was a bit wrong, he would probably come to settle the score with him right away.
Yuan Gungun didn't dare to say that the cymbals he struck sounded better than Migu, otherwise the end would be very sad. It was also a master who could stretch and bend. He immediately put away the cymbals and lay down on the ground to rest. However, he still muttered in a low voice unwillingly.
: "I'm not bad at playing round and round."
Without this idiot causing trouble, the journey was finally a lot quieter.