Chapter 1170 Zhenshuiyin Lecture Hall
Zhen Shuiyin responded promptly and continued to praise Wu Yunda, just like a teacher who does not hesitate to praise outstanding students.
After Wu Yun was a little embarrassed by the praise, he suddenly sobered up. Was he just so shy?
What's wrong with this problem?
Could it be that his curiosity was finally aroused by this girl?
"Have you ever heard of flat peach?
Have you ever heard of longevity fruit?
Have you ever heard of horse milk from the Heavenly Royal Horse Prison?
He is who he is. Even though he is like this now, those were his snacks in the past.
Too much supplement, too much firepower, what's wrong with spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood?
Do you believe that you eat flat peaches every day and vomit longevity fruits every meal, and you vomit more than him? ”
Wu Yunda had indeed heard of the first two. Famous items were hard to come by. If he was allowed to eat them every day, he might actually vomit blood.
However, I have never heard of the last one, the Royal Horse Supervisor’s horse milk.
Is it the same existence as the flat peach and ginseng fruit?
He looked at Tong Aiguo for confirmation. After all, they were all shamans. Although the camps were temporarily blocked and they could be beaten to death, among the three of them, he was relatively close.
"Boy from Ma Jiashi, what is the mare's milk from the Royal Horse Supervisor?
A newly born genius? ”
Tong Aiguo's thinking has completely failed him. Why is there still something about mare's milk?
He didn't know this either, so he could only follow Zhen Shuiyin's example and point at Xiaosun.
"I don't know either, it's better to ask him."
Xiao Sun was about to collapse when he heard about mare's milk. Just for the strategic purpose of matching Zhen Shui Yin, he did not deny it for the time being.
Until Zhen Shuiyin said the words "huoliwang", Xiao Sun completely collapsed.
Who is it?
Who leaked his secret?
Is it Cai Gen?
Although he usually seems a bit unruly, he would never mention this matter to a big girl like Zhen Shuiyin, right?
It shouldn't be Cai Gen.
He has always been quite taboo about things between men and women, which can be judged from the fact that he dare not look at Tamamo.
Who is that?
Howling Tmall?
Yes, it must be that bitch cat. When I get the chance, if I don't pinch him to urinate, his bitch mouth will have no memory.
But after being called out by Tong Aiguo, Xiao Sun tried to act stupid again, but there was a psychological hurdle that he couldn't get over. He really couldn't get over it.
"I haven't drank either, so I'll ask whoever told me, I don't know, don't ask me."
Zhen Shuiyin took over the conversation in time, fearing that the topic would fall to the ground.
"Oh, Xiao Sun, stop pretending.
I know you want to keep a low profile, but is it really okay to let him die in an unclear way?
After all, let him see the world before he dies, right?
You can't be too cruel. Look at his little eyes that seek knowledge. Can you bear to let him die in a daze? ”
This small talk made Wu Yun so frightened that he cast grateful glances at Zhen Shuiyin from time to time.
"This girl is really kind-hearted. Please tell me carefully. What's going on with him?
I don’t want to die in an unknown place either, no, I don’t want to kill an unknown person either. ”
Tong Aiguo saw Wu Yundu who was completely fooled and thought that this was the disadvantage of unequal information.
When the nature god of shamanism became a god, there was no such thing as "Going to the West", let alone the 1986 edition of "Journey to the West".
In particular, the shamanistic pantheon has always been its own system and has no intersection with the heavenly side at all, so the information is relatively limited. It is understandable that I don't know the origin of Xiao Sun.
With his current position, he couldn't give a warning or anything like that. In order to show his attitude, he moved a small pony to Zhen Shuiyin and found a plastic stool for himself.
Judging from the situation at hand, we won't be able to fight for a while, let's talk about a protracted war.
Zhen Shuiyin sat directly on the plastic stool and left the ponytail to Tong Aiguo.
"Xiao Sun, don't be in a hurry to kill him. Let him understand before he dies. If I say something wrong or omit something, please add it."
Xiao Sun looked in the direction of the center of Taiqing Valley and nodded silently.
Third uncle, no matter what you do, I have helped you contain one end, and the rest is up to you.
Wu Yun felt a little embarrassed. Standing and listening felt a bit like being lectured, while sitting and listening felt a bit unserious.
Forget it, he transformed into a wolf and lay down in front of Zhen Shuiyin. He wanted to hear what the origin of this little bald man was?
Seeing that everyone was ready, Zhen Shuiyin clapped her hands excitedly, like a cliffhanger in a storytelling book.
"Chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, vast and indistinct, no one can see it.
If you want to know about the Yuan Gong of Good Fortune, you must read The Legend of Shie on Journey to the West. ”
After finishing her opening poem, Zhen Shuiyin looked at Wu Yunda thoughtfully.
"Is the speed okay? Can you understand?"
Wu Yunda didn't expect that this guy's origins were so complicated, so he quickly nodded to show that he understood.
After receiving feedback from the audience, Zhen Shuiyin was very satisfied. The burden of the hangover had slowly receded, and she slowly recalled Journey to the West she had read when she was in elementary school.
"The book continues from the previous article, no, in the first chapter, the Stone Monkey was born.
Talk"
Tong Aiguo lowered his head, not daring to look at Wu Yunda who was so focused that his heart was racing.
This Zhen Shuiyin is not good at fighting or hiding, but she is good at telling stories and storytelling.
What kind of experience did you develop this talent?
Could it be the experience of Constellation Cabin?
Fooled high school students and finally became a master of storytelling?
This can also be regarded as a craft of eating, right?
Tong Aiguo was thinking about Zhen Shuiyin's learning process when he heard Wu Yunda start asking questions and interacting.
"Girl, please tell me in detail, how many changes has this Stone Monkey Demon King learned? Is it true or false?"
Yes, the most proud skill of the Nine Wolf God Wu Yunda is that he has nine fighting forms. This is the foundation of his life. As a result, he has seventy-two changes, which is eight times his own. It is indeed a bit scary. .
Maybe Zhen Shuiyin didn't expect that there would be an interactive session at all, so she was very dissatisfied when it was interrupted, saying that storytelling has to pay attention to its rhythm and random questions are annoying.
"Next time, wait until I finish speaking before you ask questions. It's rude to interrupt like this."
Wu Yun nodded apologetically.
"Sorry, I won't do it next time."
"Well, let's forget it this time. If you interrupt me again, I won't tell you.
The seventy-two transformations of this evil spirit are to ward off the three disasters. By the way, have you blocked them? ”
Wu Yunda shook his head. After he became a god, he didn't know what the three disasters were.
"No, what are the three disasters?"
Zhen Shuiyin feels that this topic needs to be expanded upon.
"Thunder disaster occurred during five hundred years of cultivation.
After practicing for a thousand years, fire will come down.
During the fifteen hundred years of cultivation, there was a wind disaster.
There are three inevitable disasters in the cultivation of immortals. If you are not careful, your body and shape will be destroyed.
How can you become a god if you haven't experienced the three calamities? ”
Wu Yun was shocked in his heart. He had never experienced it before. Could it be that with the three disasters, his strength would be even higher?
"I have existed for ten thousand eight years, and no three disasters have come to me.
Did the Three Disasters get lost?
So what should I do? Can this be fixed? ”
(End of chapter)