Beiyin Great Sage

"Cuckoo...cuckoo..."

The orderly chirping of mausoleum birds outside the window lingers in my ears, announcing the beginning of the day.

a new day.

new start.

Zhou Jia, who walked out of the quiet room, was dressed in a large indigo smooth robe, and came to the window barefoot, looking into the distance through the intertwined creepers.

Everything that entered his eyes, the oncoming cool morning breeze made him squint his eyes slightly, and he also showed a sense of satisfaction on his face.

The tense spirit in last night's dream,

Quietly relieved.

As the sun rises, the people of Yangcheng are already busy.

The tall Belo people carried the goods, the smart Dili people were in charge of counting the supplies, and the Dalin Dynasty and the earthlings acted as lubricants.

There are even a few sharks, driving the water to transport the chariots and horses.

Screams, noises, one by one.

Order in chaos.

There is a sense of fulfillment in the busyness.

Look up.

Three regiments of great sun have appeared in the sky.

It's just that it's different from Hong Zeyu, the three-day suspension at this time is closer to the north.

One is to the south, and the other is to the north. There is only a slight shift in the sky, and the distance between them may be measured in countless light-years.

go back?

It should never go back!

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhou Jia couldn't help showing emotion.

Before they knew it, more than ten years had passed since they came here through the portal, and the various races had completely integrated into their new lives.

More importantly.

Over ten years!

For more than ten years, there has never been another blood moon.

Here.

It was not within the envelope of the blood moon.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jia couldn't help smiling, as if a heavy object that had been weighing on his heart was suddenly moved away.

The whole body is relaxed.

"Flap la la..."

In sight, a palm-sized spirit bird with a golden body, smooth wings, flew to the window sill, and saw Zhou Jia chirping:

"It's time to get paid!"

"It's time to get paid!"

"..."

This spirit bird can speak human words.

Zhou Jia had already been amazed by this. Hearing this, he shook his head, turned his hand, and a coin the size of a copper coin appeared in his palm.

The color of the coin is dark yellow. On the obverse is engraved a Chinese character of ancient astronomy, while on the reverse there are undulating hills, finely crafted every inch of the place.

Star coins!

The common currency here comes from a place called Yuancheng.

It is said that every star coin has the aura of ancient gods, and no one will be able to counterfeit it. Once a counterfeit is discovered, it will definitely cause a catastrophe.

"Give!"

With a flick of the fingers, the star coin was thrown towards the spirit bird in an arc.

"Haw..."

The golden spirit bird yelled excitedly, poked out a sack under its wings, caught the coins accurately, flapped its wings and jumped for joy.

"God Son Solo sent a letter to inform you to go there."

"Two days later it will be the sixteenth anniversary of the opening of Zhao's Martial Arts Hall. I have sent you an invitation card to invite you to come."

"The Great Elder of the Yan Clan sent a message that the flying boat bound for Yuan City will arrive in a few days. You should think about it carefully, do you want to take it?"

"Luo Xiuying, head teacher of the Tie Yuan Sect, hopes that you can go there..."

"..."

After Lingniao received the wages, he immediately reported the messages of the past few days, and waited for Zhou Jia to give a reply, and hurriedly sent back the messages.

It is an 'informant' hired by Zhou Jia, responsible for counting visitor information, one star coin a month, the price is not cheap.

To know.

The vast majority of people in Yangcheng can only earn a few coins a year.

Fortunately, this kind of spiritual bird named Goldfinch is famous for its loyalty and responsibility. As long as it is entrusted to it, it will definitely keep it in mind and will never betray its master.

And with a pleasing appearance, Zhou Jia is also willing to spend the money.

……

"Elder Zhou!"

"Senior Zhou!"

"..."

Walking in the city, the respectful and admiring greetings of everyone kept ringing out. Zhou Jia nodded and walked into the sparsely populated alleyway.

Not long after walking, a wave of scorching heat hits the face.

Pushing open the sunken stone gate and walking through several underground courtyards with unique shapes, the rhythmic sound of forging can already be heard in my ears.

"You came."

Holding a heavy hammer and his upper body bare, Solo wiped the sweat off his face, turned around and nodded, and at the same time said to the side:

"Isis, help me get the things here."

"Ah."

Isis nodded, turned and brought out a large long wooden box from the room.

Zhou Jia didn't rush to open the wooden box, but looked back and forth between the two of them.

Solo,

The son of the God of Craftsman, who is often bullied by other sons of God in Paradise Lost, short and stocky, with an ordinary appearance.

Apart from greater strength and proficiency in forging, it can be said that it has no advantages.

Isis.

The daughter of Eros, with amazing appearance and graceful figure, was crazily pursued by all the male gods in Paradise Lost, and even more indulgent.

All the men she has a crush on have had a one-night affair.

Only Solo, who is short and clumsy, has never been caught by her. Even if the other party has remained affectionate for decades, he has never given a good face. Originally, the two should not have much intersection.

now.

They kept warm with each other in this strange foreign land, and they really became a harmonious couple. Isis even gave up her desire for Solo.

The plain clothes covered the delicate body that was once proudly displayed, no makeup was applied on the face, and there was more tenderness and less debauchery in the eyes.

really.

Time can change everything. Even Isis, who judges people by appearance, can give her heart to Solo, who looks mediocre.

Looking at the two, Zhou Jia nodded slowly:

"Congratulations."

"Hey..." Solo scratched his head and smirked.

Isis rolled her eyes, put down her things and turned to the inner room.

"Don't mind."

Solo watched his wife leave, grinning and said:

"She's pregnant, and she's been emotionally unstable for a while, and Isis has been complaining to me that you've hurt us."

Said, shrugged.

indeed.

If it wasn't for Zhou Jia, they would never have come here, and their days in God's Domain would definitely be more comfortable, but Solo didn't care.

As long as he can be with Isis, he is content.

And if Zhou Jia hadn't forced the two of them here, he wouldn't have time to melt Isis's cold heart and enjoy the beauty's favor alone.

Maybe the two will never be together.

"Come!"

Rubbing his hands together, Solo restrained himself and opened the wooden box, saying:

"Look at your weapons!"

With the opening of the box lid, a thunderous force emerged from it, and dense electric arcs emerged in the void, one after another.

The violent Thunder was imprisoned by the invisible force in the arena, and had nowhere to vent.

Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped forward.

hang your head.

At the entrance, a long, spiked double-edged ax was placed inside the wooden box.

The handle of the ax is as thick as a child's arm, and is more than six feet long. The blade is two feet long and one foot wide.

There is a spike protruding from the top.

in this way.

It can be swung and slashed, or stabbed like a long spear, and the eight-foot length can also be used as a stick, all of which can be used according to one's own wishes. This is not an advantage for others, after all, weapons with too complicated shapes are difficult to use. exquisite.

But for Zhou Jia, whose mastery of martial arts has already entered the realm of transformation, there is no problem.

No matter what kind of weapon.

He can use it skillfully.

"This Thunder Ax Divine Scepter weighs more than 600 catties. It is based on your original double-edged axe, and incorporates the special blood of the Son of Thunder God, as well as many Thunder materials provided by the Yan Clan."

"It took me more than ten years to forge it. The runes inside include God's Domain Origin Technique, Gongzu Origin Energy Technique, and the Five Lightning Technique you mentioned."

When it came to the refining of weapons, Solo couldn't help being excited, and said in a muffled voice:

"This is the strongest weapon I have created so far. According to the division here, the rank should be second only to the pseudo-sacred weapon, which can greatly increase the strength of the user."

"Especially the method of thunder, which has a great degree of gain."

Zhou Jia was silent, looked carefully for a moment, and then reached out to grab the weapons in the wooden box.

The thunder surrounding the Thunder Ax and Scepter dispersed on its own when he stretched out his hand, and the restless thunder power in the field quietly calmed down.

Seeing this scene, Solo couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Such abilities...

It looks like a demigod with the blood of Thor.

Do not,

It is the power of Thor!