Please allow me to salt fish [Hong Huang]

Kunpeng slept for a long time this time, so long that the human race around Huangyang Mountain had completely moved away, and even the traces left behind were weathered, so he opened his eyes naturally.

In fact, at his level of cultivation, sleep is not necessary, it just depends on personal preference.

However, after a long sleep like this, you can fully adjust your physical and mental state, and let time wipe away the exhaustion caused by those worldly affairs.

So when Kunpeng woke up this time, he felt extremely free, relaxed and happy, and his spiritual power was running very smoothly without any stagnation.

Swimming laps in the pool on the top of the mountain, this is his exclusive domain, every drop of water moistens his shiny scales, and the water waves gently push him, like a body massage.

Kunpeng was so refreshed that he took a plunge and splashed a large amount of water, watering Huangyang Mountain thoroughly from top to bottom.

"Who is messing with the rain? Come out and let your grandpa Lu Ya dry it for you!"

"Hahahaha!" Hearing Luya's complaint, Kunpeng finally laughed happily.

……

After waking up, Kunpeng was still living a life of doing nothing. It is impossible to struggle. His brother fought so hard that he almost lost his life.

Lying on the lake, Kunpeng listened to the report from Dingguang on the bank.

After he slept for so many years, the Great Desolation Zhou Tianfu became active again.

Although the number of users has not yet returned to the original number, after a catastrophe, many people understand the principle of carpe diem, and there is no threat of catastrophe, and the forum is less angry.

"...Human users are growing extremely fast, but they think that the binding of the Zhou Tianfu is not very reasonable, so that future generations cannot inherit their accounts, and they have to buy the Zhou Tianfu again, which is a bit unbearable."

Before Dingguang helped the human race to migrate, by the way, he also expanded the scale of Zhou Tianfu users among the human race. Even if the general human race does not meet the user standards, there are so many bases there, and many can be selected.

"I remember that Zhou Tianfu is not expensive, right?" Kunpeng put down the juice in his hand and asked in surprise.

The cost of Zhou Tianfu itself is not high, mainly because of the connection between the central system and the way of heaven, so Kunpeng's pricing is very conscientious.

Dingguang then explained to him: "Since the great war, the prehistoric spiritual energy seems to have been disturbed, and it has become thinner than before. Some common spiritual grass materials are no longer so easy to obtain."

So the days when you could change Zhou Tianfu by digging casually in the past no longer exist. Although it is not difficult to find now, it is for at least Dingguang's cultivation.

Terran Reality

The strength is generally weak, even if you find it, if there are wild beasts guarding it, the price of obtaining it will be too high.

"So serious?" Kunpeng was startled, and Carp sat up straight.

In fact, since his birth, Honghuang's aura has been diluting, but the speed and process are very slow, and it may only drop to a thousandth of a level in thousands of years.

Moreover, Mount Huangyang originally belonged to the blessed land of Lingshan, with the large formation he had arranged, and he hadn't gone out recently, even if he relied on instinct to attract spiritual energy, the ashram would not noticeably decline.

This problem seems a bit serious, Ding Guang said seriously: "According to the information I have collected on the forum over the years, many posts have said that the aptitude of the newborn monster race is getting worse and worse, and some connections are not qualified to be enlightened."

This is really bad to a certain extent. Although there must be reasons for the thin blood, the monster race is slow to reproduce. It has only been a few generations, so it will not be so weak.

Kunpeng tapped his head, somewhat puzzled.

Not long after the war ended, so many souls returned to their origin and gave back to the wild land, but the concentration of aura did not increase but decreased, which is unreasonable!

However, in this case, for the sustainable development of wool, Kunpeng still ordered the price of Zhou Tianfu to be lowered.

"In this way, I seem to have forgotten, is the previous Zhou Tianfu sales outlet still there?"

Kunpeng slapped his head. After dealing with the follow-up of the Lich War, he fell asleep directly. The sales agency has always been managed by the Yaozu, so it should be gone now.

Unexpectedly, Dingguang shook his head and said: "The person in charge of the consignment point was originally a weak monster clan, and did not participate in the battle. Except for a batch of Zhou Tianfu being robbed at the point of the witch clan, there were no casualties. Later, when His Royal Highness Lu Ya came over, I directly handed over this part to him."

Although there were some turmoil behind this, especially because Huangyang Mountain was closed, it was a bit troublesome to deal with, but Kunlun Mountain provided support and brought the situation under control.

But in this way, it was rumored that after the death of Emperor Jun, the control of Zhou Tianfu fell into the hands of Kunlun Mountain.

Moreover, with the strength of the saint, this rumor is very convincing, otherwise why would they let the disciples take action?

Although Dingguang knew the facts, he had been with Kunpeng for so many years and knew Kunpeng's low-key character, so he adopted a tacit attitude, which made people believe that the rumors were true.

After hearing this, Kunpeng nodded his head to express his approval. Anyway, what's the use of reputation if the things are in his hands?Looking for scolding?

"How is Lu Ya at Huangyang Mountain?"

Since I talked about

Come, he naturally wants to take care of it by the way, it is his family's cub after all.

Dingguang said expressionlessly, "Your Highness is very good, except that he likes to quarrel with others in the forum, and scolded a user in the video section about [-] pages of high-rise buildings, he has no discomfort with Huangyang Mountain."

"Ah!" Kunpeng asked curiously, "Who did he argue with? Why?"

"With a peacock demon king, that king also seems to be very good at following his feet. He was photographed by a video host during a martial arts fight. After uploading, his popularity exploded, and he was very popular in the video section."

"Later, the video host was discovered by the Peacock Demon King, and he became his exclusive photographer. And this demon king's feathers were colorful and gorgeous, and many demon tribes left messages calling him the number one bird tribe in the prehistoric world."

After listening to Dingguang's explanation, Kunpeng could only say no wonder.

As the three Golden Crows, Lu Ya was once the prince of the monster race, so arrogant and arrogant, shining on the world, how could he allow other bird races to be on top of the Golden Crows.

But since it was just a quarrel, and there was no use of authority to delete people and silence things, Kunpeng didn't care about it, and raising cubs had to learn to let go.

After understanding these trifles, Ding Guang retreated, and Kunpeng continued to float on the water, feeling a little disappointed.

He has only slept for thousands of years, and no one has mentioned the three Golden Crows who once looked down on the prehistoric world. The experience of the calamity seems to have become a dream, except for the participants, it is just a story for everyone else.

Floating on the top of the mountain with nothing to do, a cloud suddenly stopped on it, blocking the light.

"Unexpectedly, all the clouds in Kunlun Mountain came to my Huangyang Mountain, and the clouds are too white to suit you." Kunpeng closed his eyes and rested his mind, resting his hands on the back of his head and said.

"I don't think it's suitable either." The clouds dissipated in mid-air, and a figure fell down.

Kunpeng didn't even open his eyes, and said lazily: "When you visit, you don't make an appointment in advance and don't notify the owner. This is considered an uninvited guest. I'm afraid it's not good to act like a saint!"

After the voice fell, there was no movement for a long time. Kunpeng opened his eyes, wanting to see if the other party had been angered by him, but was startled by a big face.

"Why are you so close?!"

He leaned back and sank directly into the water with a thud.

Yuan Shi straightened up, stretched out his hand to pick him up from the water, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do I look scary?"

Kunpeng refused his helping hand, submerged half of his body in the water, glanced him up and down several times, and said with a dazed expression, "Are you an evil corpse?"

Yuanshi withdrew his hand, showing a malicious smile, "It's obvious, isn't it?"

Kunpeng had never seen Yuanshi like this before, and he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Perhaps knowing that the impact should not be too large, it is easy to make this fish stupid, Yuanshi Evil Corpse returned to his normal expression and said: "Since you have lifted the blockade of Huangyang Mountain, don't you mean to welcome visitors, and I just notified a little late .”

Although it has the same unfathomable expression, there is always an indescribable evil intention in the vile corpse's temperament, and the popular point is to be a big villain.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Yuanshi Evil Corpse gently touched his head and said: "This deity is a coward. He obviously wants to find you, but he wants to wait for you to find him. I am different. If I want to see you, I will come directly."

Before Kunpeng declined visitors and blocked Huangyang Mountain, he didn't want to force his way in. As soon as he lifted the ban, the evil corpse slipped in.

Kunpeng felt that this was similar to him touching the Little Golden Crow, and said with a look of disgust: "Aren't you the same person as him? And he can't control you if he wants to control you?"

He had just finished his lessons before going to bed. The three corpses may have different personalities, but they are still one in essence, and they are based on the main body.

"Yes!" The evil corpse nodded and grinned, "But I don't want to be alone with him, understand?"

I know I know, Kunpeng nodded quickly.

Why did Yuanshi release his evil corpse?Tongtian's good corpse is so cute, can't he also send good corpse over?

Perhaps seeing Kunpeng's thoughts, the evil corpse patted Kunpeng's head and said softly, "I like you very much, so you don't have to be afraid of me."

"Puff, cough cough, cough cough cough cough" Kunpeng felt cold and plunged into the water.This was scarier than hearing that he hated him, and he was so scared that a fish choked on the water.

It's not that he doesn't believe it. After all the incidents, Kunpeng has a certain degree of confidence in Yuan Shi's true attitude, but with Yuan Shi's character, it's unimaginable for him to say it so bluntly.

So it was completely unexpected to meet a corpse that was exactly the same as Yuan Shi's mouth and say such words, and it almost scared him out of his wits.

The evil corpse was amused by his reaction, pulled him out of the water and said, "Ha, I just said that he is too dishonest, you see, now you don't believe me when I tell the truth."

"I believe, really." Kunpeng raised his hand to refute, with an extremely serious expression, for fear of irritating the other party.

The evil corpse sneered, and said in a vicious voice, "You actually believe him, what does he have that you can trust."

Kunpeng:"……"

Where did this capricious character come from?It's much more difficult than the deity.Believe it or not, and believe it or not, what answer does he want to hear?

case?

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

The evil corpse suddenly smiled, three parts pampered and seven parts tolerant, matched with the handsome and delicate appearance, like a green lotus in full bloom.

Kunpeng was instantly dazzled by the smile.

Speaking of which, there is really no difference in appearance between Yuan Shi and the evil corpse, but their personalities are a bit different.

Kunpeng really couldn't imagine what it would be like if Yuan Shi himself laughed like this, Tong Tian would directly suspect that his second brother was replaced by someone else!

Some numb claws had to take off the hand that was still on his head, Kunpeng frowned, and interrogated with a serious attitude: "Let's get down to business, what are you doing here?"

"I really have nothing to do." The evil corpse sat beside him on the water, "I thought you would want to talk to me about something."

Kunpeng blinked, lay down again, sighed, looked at Nine Heavens and said, "I want to talk to someone, but won't you be angry?"

He did have something to say, but he didn't have the right people to listen to him. In fact, Yuan Shi wasn't a suitable choice, but it was better than nothing.

"How do I know if I'll be angry if you don't tell me?" The evil corpse's calm expression made Kunpeng's teeth itch.

But since he mentioned it all, he continued with the flow.

Kunpeng closed his eyes and murmured: "What do you think the Holy Throne is? Is it good to be holy?"

This question silenced the air for a moment.

It took a long time for the evil corpse to speak up: "Since so many people are looking for it, it must have a worthwhile reason."

"So you can't define it?" Kunpeng opened his eyes and looked at him, staring at him like a blade, and said word by word: "The so-called holy position is actually a cage, and the saint is just a puppet of heaven!"

The evil corpse's face suddenly darkened. At this time, he looked like the sage Yuqing sitting in the Kunlun Palace. Kunpeng even felt in a trance that beside him was Yuanshi's real deity.

Not wanting to think about it for a while, the evil corpse suddenly sneered and said: "So you think so, it's not bad, tell me how you found it."

"The sage is already at the top of the prehistoric world. If there is no restriction, it would be so possible to cultivate one's morality without desire or desire. Especially those two in the West, who are clearly determined to do things, but they are timid when they start their hands. How is it possible to say that there is no limit? .”

Not everyone is like him... Kunpeng is very clear that even if he is sanctified, he is likely to maintain this state of eating and drinking, but the others are obviously not.

So from the appearance of Liu Shengqi to the present, none of the parties has made any major moves, which is enough to explain the problem behind it.

"

With the power of a sage, if it is not restricted, the flood will be unbearable. " Yuanshi explained lightly.

"So it's not a puppet, it's nothing more than a saint who has to follow some rules."

"But if a sage is weak, wouldn't he become a marionette of heaven?" Kunpeng sarcastically said.

"In the catastrophe of the human race, Nuwa ignored her excuses and retreated. It is reasonable to say that she does not have deep feelings for the human race and does not want to intervene in the monster race. But Fuxi died in the final battle? Even in the retreat, he must have felt it. Could it be that the saint is too late? Intervene?"

When it comes to the latter, Kunpeng is completely mocking, if you can't even save your close relatives, what's the use of sanctification?

"Fuxi was supposed to be in this calamity, and there will be another chance after reincarnation."

"If Tongtian is in that position, do you think he will save or not?" Kunpeng looked directly into Yuanshi's eyes.

Yuan Shi acquiesced and avoided his gaze.

"If Fuxi were replaced by you, even if there is a chance of reincarnation, Tongtian will definitely make a move." Kunpeng was extremely firm, and they all knew the choice Tongtian would make.

Even if the price is very serious, Tongtian will definitely not choose to compromise. His character is as indomitable as the swordsmanship he is good at.

After being silent for a long time this time, Yuan Shi said slowly: "Sometimes, only by taking a step back can we advance further."

Nu Wa's character is not good at fighting, so this choice is a good thing for her.

"I can actually understand Nuwa's choice." Kunpeng did not refute Yuanshi's words, sighed and said softly: "As long as the holy position is not lost, the saint will always be on top. As for the death of some ants, why should I care?"

"And since Fuxi has a better chance, it's just a reincarnation, so what's the matter. But what about Fuxi? How will he feel when he thinks about it again after reincarnation."

"The younger sister who I cared for carefully watched her body die, and she didn't even try. She can choose to save Fuxi and then tell the reason. feel."

Before he finished speaking, Kunpeng's eyes turned hot, and Yuanshi's hand covered him.

"What are you worried about? This is Nuwa's choice and Fuxi's situation. You will never meet this day." Yuanshi's voice was as indifferent as ever.

"Are you still a zombie?" Kunpeng's voice was hoarse, as if his throat was parched from talking too much.

Yuan Shi hummed, but didn't say much.

"Maybe I'm afraid!"

Kunpeng laughed at himself and said: "Now you are the only friends I recognize, and you have all become saints. If one day, you are faced with the same situation as Nuwa

What kind of choice?What should I do?Will you still help me like last time?Still looking at me..."

Putting a finger on Kunpeng's mouth stopped him from continuing.

Heat came from the ear, and the warm touch brushed the earlobe, and Yuan Shi's voice resonated in Kunpeng's ears.

"Since I dare to make the first shot, I dare to make the second shot, trust me, huh?"

His ears were so hot that Kunpeng avoided it uncomfortably, and quibbled: "What kind of shot is that, he just broke his skin!"

Yuan Shi chuckled a few times, and the heat rushed into his ears, and Kunpeng hid further and further.

"You still don't know enough about Saints. Even if I do it myself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve such a result in a short time. If he didn't underestimate you, how could he bleed easily. But in this way, he may be extra cautious towards you in the future , even if I take another shot, the effect will not be great!"

Kunpeng pursed his lips. He was no more than a Daluo Jinxian at that time, and he had only fought one battle, and his strength had not yet returned to its peak. Zhunti probably thought his attack would be itchy.

However, borrowing Yuanshi's hand to hurt him unexpectedly is equivalent to exposing himself. I don't know what bad ideas those two people will have behind their backs.

"What are you worried about? With your personality, will you cause any trouble? I think Tongtian's situation is much more dangerous than yours!"

Yuan Shi played with his fingers. This stupid fish didn't cause trouble like Tongtian, and he had to do a few merits. Except for the two people in the west who might want to kill the fish and eat it, who would target him.

As for those two...their accounts have not yet been settled!

Kunpeng also felt a little embarrassed at this time, covered his face and said in a muffled voice: "I just feel that the world is changing, things are right and people are different. If you have been saints for a long time, will you be the same as the way of heaven, and all things are treated equally."

"How is it possible!" Yuan Shi sneered.

After finishing speaking, he said coldly: "If there is such a day, then I will really become a puppet of heaven as you said."

With a tight hand, Kunpeng grabbed him subconsciously.

The two stayed quietly for a while, and Kunpeng found that they were leaning against each other unconsciously.

Although Yuanshi's support has been relatively silent, but when things happen, he always helps in time. Kunpeng found that his trust in him has reached a level that surprised him.

I really can't imagine the scene when they met at the beginning, it was like thunder from the sky, and the Kunlun Mountain would be blown up.

Hearing Kunpeng laughing there, Yuanshi raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"Haha! I remembered, back then, the first time

Seeing you, hahaha..."

That can be said to be the most embarrassing period in Yuanshi. At the beginning, he was so ruthless that his teeth itched, but somehow he became like this now.

Thinking of this, he leaned over, held Kunpeng down and said, "Are you happy because of that?"

"Not happy, not happy." Kunpeng shook his head quickly, and even tried his best to hold back his smile in order to express his apology.

"It's okay." Yuan Shi showed a playful smile, and leaned into his ear and said, "Actually, you should try it too, to make me happy, and you can laugh as much as you want in the future."

"Hmm..." The struggling sound faded away, leaving only the ripples on the lake.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-0823:29:30~2020-05-1000:02:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of evil hearing warnings; 4 bottles of Liuya;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!