The Great Desolation: At the beginning of the game, the sacrificial interpretation of the teaching i

Zhen Yuanzi laughed out loud, with tears in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist, rest in peace!"

In this way, for seven days in a row, Zhen Yuanzi drank and ate slowly with his old friend Hongyun Patriarch in the house.

After seven days, the food box Wu Geng sent was gone, not even bones left.

Zhen Yuanzi took a bath and fasted, and then walked out slowly.

"Let's go, accompany Master and me to Chaoge."

On this day, the news that Yuanzi, the peerless and powerful Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, was going out attracted surprises from all walks of life in the prehistoric world, and saints from all religions even cast their eyes. I don’t know why this Taoist who has been hiding for a long time is so quiet and anxious?

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And the direction he was going was actually Chaoge, the capital of the human race.

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boom!

A loud bang sounded from the hunting ground in the western suburbs of Chaoge.

In the stands, all the Yin and Shang courtiers stood up in shock with the sound.

Di Xin looked at the mountains that had been flattened in the distance, and he was also a little inconceivable.

"This is comparable to a blow from a golden fairy."

Wu Geng nodded, this is only the first version, the power can still be improved.

The most important thing is that the quantity is large, and ordinary people can operate it, which is too much.

"What is the name of this treasure, and it can be refined like this."

"Yeah, I think the man who handles the magic weapon is just a child."

Hearing the discussions among the surrounding officials, Wu Geng said with a smile: "This treasure doesn't have a name yet, if you want to think about it, give me a suggestion."

As soon as the naming was mentioned, everyone's spirit came up. Looking at the cannons that seemed to be bundled together like a pile of rough wood on the field, they suddenly had an idea.

"It's called the Sky Cannon."

"Vulgar, why not call it Pangu Pao!"

"That's not the same. In my opinion, it's called King Wu Cannon."

"Fei Zhong, you flattering villain."

"Okay, everyone stop arguing, if you want me to say, it should be called Emperor Pao!"

There are many opinions, but none of them can convince everyone.

Huang Feihu chuckled: "Let me see, it's better for the king to come up with a name."

"Yes, yes, the king is here to take it."

Di Xin laughed loudly: "Forget about me, since this is a treasure refined by Wu Geng, we'd better listen to what he has to say."

Wu Geng also laughed: "I had a name before, but I thought it didn't fit the occasion..."

It turned out that Wu Geng wanted to call it Katyusha, because the idea also came from the Katyusha rocket launcher.

But obviously, calling this name is not very popular in the prehistoric world.

"So I thought of another one, why not call her Yunxiao Rocket Launcher, since it is the first version, it is called Yunxiao No. [-], and so on."

Meow? ? ?

Yunxiao (cat): "..."

Brat, you did it on purpose!

Cloud bazooka?

"that..."

Wen Zhong had something to say: "Third Prince, that Yunxiao..."

He originally wanted to say that Yunxiao has the same name as Fairy Yunxiao, an inner sect disciple of Jiejiao, the elder sister of Sanxiandao.

But the name of Yunxiao Fairy is not very prominent in the prehistoric world, because it is too low-key, so not many mortals know about it, even the loose immortals, not many know about it.

"Yunxiao Rocket Launcher is good!"

However, before Wen Zhong finished speaking, Di Xin clapped his hands and said happily: "Rising to the sky, this is exactly the scene!"

"Yes, yes, hello Yunxiao!"

"It's called the Cloud Rocket Launcher!"

Immediately, all the ministers echoed, praising the third prince for being named.

Wu Geng laughed, at this moment, he didn't even know that the cat he was holding in his hand was Fairy Yunxiao, but he just thought of a bad idea, that is, if he wanted to fire a cannon in the future, he could yell like: Pull out my Yunxiao bazooka.

Yunxiao (cat): "..."

Wen Zhong: "..."

Ok.

Third Prince, you are happy.

76. Houtu: Your experiment must be done in the underworld! (I've had a low-grade fever these two days, and I'll update you when I'm done!)

"The power of the Yunxiao rocket launcher needs to be strengthened. I hope to see that the power of the Yunxiao No. [-] can be compared to the peak blow of the Taiyi Golden Immortal!"

"Third Prince, don't worry, we will definitely speed up the progress!"

"Also, what about the little boy?"

The little boy is the code name, a magic weapon of mass destruction that is completely different from the Yunxiao rocket launcher. It is still in the experimental stage and has not been officially disclosed.

Wu Geng's requirements are not too high. I believe that after these Mohist qi practitioners add the scientific and logical thinking of later generations, it should not be difficult to develop a weapon equivalent to a quasi-sage's self-destruct!

The only thing missing is the need for a quasi-sage, preferably a quasi-sage who killed three corpses, to sit with him as an advisor.

But where can such power be found?

As a result, on this day, not long after the cannon test in the western suburbs, Chaoge came to visit a powerful person.

"Zhen Yuanzi?!"

Wu Geng thought that the other party would express something, but he didn't expect to come to the door in person.

"Master, please!"

Soon, Huang Feihu invited in the Wuzhuang temple master who came to visit on his own initiative.

"I think this is the third prince, Yuanzi of Pindao Town, please be polite."

Although Zhen Yuanzi had gray temples, he was not like the old man of the Taiqing Dynasty. It can be said that he was more like a fairy in the fantasy of ordinary people.

Wu Geng also responded with a smile and said, "Wuzhuang Temple Lord is here, and I have not been far away to welcome you. Please forgive me."

Zhen Yuanzi was more polite: "The third prince is serious. This time, Pindao made a special trip to thank the prince for his great kindness. What's the point of welcoming him from afar? The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and he will present things to the third prince."

Immediately, the two boys who heard the order brought up the tray covered with yellow silk.

Gently uncovered, as expected, there are vivid ginseng fruits one after another inside.

It is full, there should be forty "four eighty zero" nine, which is exactly the number of fruits that a ginseng fruit tree can bear once it matures. It seems that this town's Yuanzi has picked all the harvest of this first year.

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile: "The disadvantages are far away, and there are no good things. I invite the third prince to accept some local products."

This is to give me a peach in return for a plum.

Of course Wu Geng readily accepted it, and then ordered people to serve the Enlightenment tea he had brought from Wuyi Mountain.

"The Lord, please taste the product."

When this Wuyi Mountain Immortal Tea was served, Zhen Yuanzi was shocked, as soon as he smelled it, he could smell some kind of Dao Enlightenment tea tree.

He was able to taste such a precious tea when he was listening to sermons in Zixiao Palace.

I didn't expect that a mere human prince would have such a remarkable thing.

He was flattered at the moment, and even sighed in his heart: It seems that I have to re-evaluate this prince of the human race.

Sipping tea slowly, all of you here are rich people, so they are not in a hurry to speak.

After three rounds of tea, they slowly exchanged greetings.

Zhen Yuanzi is also a straightforward person, and he has been thinking of Wu Geng to express his gratitude, thanking him for killing his enemy for him, and for sending the flesh of his enemy so intentionally.

Wu Geng laughed and said: "In the final analysis, he has reached the limit of his Kunpeng. If there is such a number, this king is just doing it casually."

Zhen Yuanzi didn't think so. On the way to the east, he had inquired a lot of news.

I also read those "Human Race Weekly" and "Honghuang Daily".

So it is very clear that Kunpeng, a rotten birdman, is not staying in Beihai, but ran to Chaoge to die.

In the final analysis, it is all ring after ring, even if it is calculated, it is not an exaggeration.

Zhen Yuanzi said: "No matter what, Hongyun Daoist's vengeance can be avenged, thanks to the third prince's fulfillment. Pindao and Hongyun have been confidantes for a long time. In the future, if the third prince needs something, please tell me bluntly. My Wuzhuang Temple will definitely support it." The place of the third prince."

After all, they are also creatures who have been fighting and killing since the Lich period.

What's more, Zhen Yuanzi also knows that it is now a calamity of conferring gods, and even more that the three religions want to use the dispute over the fate of the human race to avert the calamity, and now the Yin Shang, as the orthodox of the human race, is naturally in the whirlpool.

Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu was also excited when he heard it. He knew the name of Zhen Yuanzi. It was a good thing and not a bad thing to have such a quasi-sage backing Yin Shang.

But Wu Geng didn't want to get too deeply entangled with other people's cause and effect.

In his opinion, part of the reason why Zhen Yuanzi came to visit so soon was because he wanted to return the favor as soon as possible.

So Wu Geng was not polite, and directly asked Zhen Yuanzi to stay and help, and guide the Mohist qi practitioners to study the magic weapon of "Holy Bullet".

Just as Wu Geng expected, Zhen Yuanzi originally repayed the karma of the favor, and he agreed immediately after hearing this, and stayed in Chaoge for the time being.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

Just as Wu Geng was about to fall asleep, he saw two monster-like black shadows projected silently along the moonlight.

"But the third prince, Wu Geng, I am the bull head..."

"I am horse face..."

The two envoys from the underworld said in unison: "Come and invite the third prince to come down to the underworld."

Wu Geng: "..."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became weird, and the bull-headed horse-face looked at Wu Geng strangely, waiting for his response.

Wu Geng also looked at the two of them suspiciously.

What the bull head and horse face thought was: Is this guy a fool?Invite him to go to the underworld, do you want to make a noise?

What Wu Geng thought was: Is my lifespan exhausted?It shouldn't be, is it a mistake? !

He didn't know that the things sacrificed to the tunnel would fall into Houtu's hands, so he naturally couldn't think of any relationship between himself and the underworld.

So, the two messengers who came here suddenly in the middle of the night, they didn't come to seduce my soul, so why should I invite myself to go down for a drink?

So he asked, "Did you find the wrong person?"

Find the wrong person?

Niutouma was surprised. Seeing what he said, he thought he had found the wrong palace, so this should be the third prince's brother, Yin Jiao or Yin Hong.

"Sorry, sorry, what we are looking for is the third prince Wu Geng,"

Say goodbye immediately.

"Wait, this king is Wu Geng. What I want to ask is, are you looking for the wrong person? Why did my name appear in the book of life and death?"

As the son of the Human Emperor and an important representative of humanity, it is not the era when the Jade Emperor suppressed the Human Emperor, so it is impossible for his fate to be taken away by the Tao.

Life and death book?

Ma Mian was puzzled: "What book of life and death? We are here to invite the third prince to come down as a guest."

Wu Geng: "..."