Travel through time and become a villain: Heroine, don’t come over!

Emperor Ji said that if he won, he could worship Little Donkey as his teacher.

Liu Wuwu never understood why Emperor Ji insisted on worshiping Xiaolu as his teacher.He is obviously very talented and strong, and the most important thing is that he is handsome.

Although Liu Wuyou found it troublesome, he never thought about taking on a disciple.

But he was not the first choice for Emperor Ji's apprenticeship, which made people very depressed.

After Emperor Ji officially paid homage to him, Liu Wuyuan finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked the questions in his heart.

"Little Donkey, what kind of skills are you going to teach Emperor Ji?"

The little donkey didn't speak, but raised his proud head.By the way, he took out a shining golden book from the storage bag under his neck.

Zhang Er stretched his head and came over curiously: "Good guy, what is written here? I didn't recognize any of the three words."

Liu Wuwu rolled his eyes at Zhang Er.

"I usually ask you to read more but you don't listen. Is that okay now? You can't even recognize the words."

Zhang Er was dissatisfied and said: "Brother, this is the orc language, and not many humans in the world can understand it. You are awesome, come on!"

Liu Wuwu: "Isn't it just three words "Chaos Sutra"? What's so profound about it?"

Zhang Er didn't know whether Liu Wuwu was right or not, so he could only look at Ji Di for help.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Ji looked at Liu Wuwu with surprise.

"Dad, you are so awesome. I just recently learned a few orc characters, but you actually know these?"

Liu Wuwu raised his head proudly.

"Your father and I are not only handsome, but I am also proficient in the four major languages ​​of human, beast, prisoner immortal and immortal."

Liu Wuwu is really not bragging here.Because these four characters were copied from Simplified Chinese, Xiaozhuan, Oracle and Traditional Chinese.

Although Liu Wuyuan is not a liberal arts master, in order to write this novel well, he crammed into "Shuowen Jiezi" and "Yinxu Oracle Bone Dictionary" three times.

Liu Wuyue might not be able to write a few words, but when these words appeared in front of him, he could roughly recognize them.

But these stupid Zhang Er don’t know.

Zhang Er stupefied and said with a smile:

"Senior brother, we can brag, but you can't blow your reputation! Don't talk about other words for now, just talk about the prisoner immortal character. Everyone knows that only ancient dragons and ancient phoenixes can write prisoner immortal characters, which is the word "prisoner immortal". I can't even write the word "Prisoner Immortal".

"Aren't you, Liu Wuwu, a human being? Are you an ancient dragon or an ancient phoenix?"

Zhang Er was so angry when he said these words that Liu Wuwu's eyebrows stood up in anger.

"Okay, okay, grandson. I will increase your knowledge and broaden your horizons today!"

After that, Liu Wuwu picked up a branch at random on the roadside and prepared to use it to write the character "Prisoner Immortal".

But just as he was about to put pen to paper, there was a click and the branch broke into five or six pieces.

Liu Wuyou looked at the broken stick in his hand in confusion, and then he took out an iron fire stick from his arms.

As soon as the iron rod touched the ground, it broke again with a click!

Liu Wuwu suddenly became angry.

"Shit! Are you playing with me?"

After saying that, Liu Wuwu took out his heaven-level weapon, the Ruyi Bone made of dragon bones.

This time, the bones were not broken, but a big hole was blasted into the ground.

Zhang Er was dumbfounded and said in a strange manner:

"Senior brother, if you can't write it, stop showing off. What's the point of destroying the ground?"

Zhang Erluzi's words were like adding fuel to the fire, and Liu Wuwu was so angry that he looked up at the sky.

"Grandson, are you kidding me? I still don't believe it. I can't even write a word."

After that, Liu Wuwu used the Ruyi bone as a pen, the purple electric aura as ink, and the sky as paper, and wrote the word "trapped" in the void.

When the word is completed, it emits a dazzling light that soars into the sky, passes through the sky above the Xuanwu Continent, and forms a huge pillar of light in the fairy world.

At the same time, countless great powers in the immortal world were attracted by this beam of light.

In the Western Meson world, an old monk who closed his eyes to practice in the Bliss Buddha Hall opened his eyes.

"This light is so powerful that even the ancestral dragons have never had such power. Are the Dragon Clan going to cause trouble again? Amitabha... Come, let's find out what's going on."

In the Thunder God Mountain in the north, there is a [-]-meter-tall thunder giant sitting in the God King's Palace.

Seeing this light, the giant spoke:

"Are the dragons here too? Interesting, interesting. Let the chaos come more violently! I want to unify the immortal world and kill all the Eastern immortals."

In an unknown swamp lake in the south, dozens of lights lit up in the darkness beneath the lake.

One of the purple eyes opened.

"This...could it be the rebirth of our Dragon Emperor! Why didn't we get any information? Check, we must find out who wrote this word."

In the Eastern God King Hall, God King Zhang looked at the word "prison" floating above his head with an unkind look.

"Prisoner? Such a loud tone, are you provoking me? Xuanwu Continent, Xuanwu Continent! You really gave me too many surprises. The Son of Destiny and the Ancient Dragon Tribe showed up. Is this specifically targeting me?"

"Hahaha...Okay, okay, since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude."

The maid on the side was trembling with fright at King Zhang Shen's sudden laughter.

There is no other reason. King Zhang Shen has a quirk.

When you are extremely angry, you will laugh, and when you laugh, someone will always die.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, four or five corpses were carried out from the God King's Palace.

Then came the roar of King Zhang Shen:

"Qing Lin, Qing Lin, you despicable thing, get out of here! I asked you to go to the Eastern Continent to kill the Son of Destiny, why haven't you left yet? You piece of shit, do you think I died too late? Shit It's the same thing. If you weren't of some use, I would have stewed you..."

......

The great monks in Xuanwu Continent also saw this pillar of light.

They were collectively stunned.

The closest Lobster Sage was huddled in the mud, trembling with fear. At this moment, his mind was filled with the epoch-making God-Slaying Battle.

At that time, he was just a crayfish who had just developed his intelligence, and the only impression he had from that battle was the blood-red color.

There was blood everywhere and bits of flesh everywhere.

The corpse of the god was piled hundreds of feet thick. It was running for its life every day, running for its life, running for its life all the time...

The rest of the Mahayana people collectively chose to remain silent when they saw this beam of light.

The ancient dragon appears in this world, who can fight with it?

Only Long Zizai, the brainless sixth man, wanted to follow the light pillar and go to check it out, but he was stopped by Kongzi before he could think of it.

"Long Zizai, why don't you pay back the money? If you don't pay back the money, I...I will die with you!"

Long Zi looked contemptuous.

"It's just tens of billions of spiritual stones, do you need to do this?"

Long Zizai's relaxed tone made Kongzi break his guard: "Long Zizai! Are you fucking talking about human language? In order to pay my subordinates' salaries, I even took out the coffin book. If you don't pay back the money, I will I will hang you on the gate of your Blood Sea Gate tomorrow, and let the world see your ugly face of not repaying your debts."

Long Zizai pretended to be embarrassed: "Is it necessary to do it so cruelly?"

......

Zhang Er stared at this beam of light for a long time, his expression indescribably weird.

"Senior brother, isn't this a big one of yours... By the way, you always have that thing in your hand when you pee at night. What's the name of the glowing thing?"

Liu Wuwu: "You mean the flashlight?"

Zhang Er was stunned: "Ah, yes, yes! Isn't this just a large flashlight? It can shine so far in broad daylight. It feels pretty powerful."

Liu Wuyang: "That's right. I never thought that the character "Prisoner Immortal" could be used in this way. From now on, when we camp out, we can write ten or eight "Prisoner Immortal" characters outside the tent at night. Wouldn't it mean that we can even save money on lighting candles? "

"Hehe, I am really a thrifty little expert."