I'm going to make a god

Gong Qianzhong didn't have much feeling for the historical development of this continent.

The world is like a tide, the tide ebbs and flows, this is a common occurrence, if Gong Qianzhong is like Zhuang Bie, who is sad for the spring and autumn, and so many dynasties have died in the Ziliu world, wouldn't he cry to dry his eyes?

So Gong Qianzhong directly filtered Zhuang Bie's emotion, and asked a core question: "You gave him a ride? It's not just that?"

Zhuangbie stuck, like a child who has done something wrong, and whispered: "...I gave him my core."

Before Gong Qianzhong could speak, Hei Yulongpei was shocked: "Are you sure? You are too generous, right? No wonder you don't remember the past, can you give this kind of thing casually?"

Gong Qianzhong rolled his eyes, after Qi Wu's teaching, Gong Qianzhong knew what a nucleus is.

After being slowly nurtured by the witch to become spiritual, each witch will spontaneously generate a nucleus. If the witch temporarily leaves the witch, the spiritual witch can maintain consciousness by virtue of the nucleus.

For example, the Black Jade Dragon Pendant, who has been sleeping underground for so many years, still has intelligence and sanity after waking up, it is because of the nucleus.

Gong Qianzhong asked Zhuang Bie: "How do I get it back?"

Zhuang Bie didn't say a word, Hei Yulongpei said: "If you can't get it back, if you give it out, the core will become someone else's."

Gong Qianzhong changed the phrase: "Then where can I grab another one?"

Black Jade Longpei was ashamed, and he said euphemistically: "Not everything can be the core of this guy, either re-condense one, or let him be empty."

Gong Qianzhong walked forward and soon saw the dragon's body.

The dragon's corpse was trembling slightly, and the hollow eyes seemed to be trying to condense spiritual light.

Zhuang Bie's voice was very sad: "It's been so many years, I never expected..."

Before he finished speaking, Gong Qianzhong raised his hand in the next second, and a black light flashed from his hand. The huge dragon head in front of him clicked, the head fell, and the dragon's horns were put away. The boy grabbed the dragon's neck and directly Start to cramp.

Zhuang Bie: "..."

A set of cramping and peeling movements appeared smooth and smooth in Gong Qianzhong's hands, and it seemed that he often did this kind of work.

Zhuang Bie's words choked back in his stomach instantly, and he and Hei Yulong Pei shut up at the same time.

Don't look at this dragon's huge size, and it still has a life-swallowing aura all over it.

But in the hands of Gong Qianzhong, this guy is really a salted fish on the chopping board, just waiting to be cooked.

The dragon's body was still trembling slightly, and the dragon's tail was still slapping the ground, but the moment the black dead air came out, it was silently swallowed by the surrounding flames. Gong Qianzhong's hand was very small, and he just gently pressed the dragon On the back, the dragon, which has been dead for many years and only has the instinct of the body, can only lie on its stomach.

If Gong Qianzhong had come back a little later, and more people had died in the surrounding earthquake, maybe with the dead blood and dead soul, this dragon corpse would give birth to a little chaotic wisdom and remnant thoughts, and come out to the world of evil people.

However, the special department came too fast, and the matter was basically settled before it broke out.

Gong Qianzhong was in a good mood, let alone whether he found a part of Zhuang Bie's body, just talking about this dragon corpse made him gain a lot.

Dead dragons are good material.

Dragon meat is not edible because of its dead breath, but it can be fed to Dream Butterfly, this guy likes to eat carrion.

After refining the dragon tendons, it can be made into a magic weapon like a whip. Even if he doesn't need it, he can exchange it with his fellow disciples.

Dragon skins are perfect for battle armor, not to mention that this guy was the dragon of the last dynasty, and there is still some golden light left on his body. The defense of the battle armor made must be stronger than that of ordinary dragons.

There are also keel bones that can be used to make soup. Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I had a big meal.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, the real reason why I eat wind and drink dew most of the time is... Ordinary food is no longer felt in my mouth, so I must eat better natural materials and earth treasures!

It's a pity that the dragon's blood has long since disappeared after so many years, otherwise the dragon's blood could still be used for alchemy.

Thinking of the upcoming keel soup feast, Gong Qianzhong joyfully shared his thoughts with Zhuang Bie and Hei Yulongpei.

After sharing, I asked: "What do you think? Is there any new approach?"

What do you think?Hei Yulongpei didn't know what to say at all, his mood was very complicated, he was really frightened.

He suddenly regretted it a bit. He chose to be a boy's witch weapon at the beginning because he thought that the little witch who had just started getting along would be easy to get along with, but he never thought that this is not a pure little witch in front of him, but a big devil!

But it was Zhuang Bie who frightened Hei Yulongpei even more.

Because after listening to Gong Qianzhong's announcement of the use of dragons one two three four, Zhuang Bie actually said: "I used to eat it roasted, and I haven't seen any other way to eat it."

Black Jade Dragon Pendant:? ? ?

Why does this answer sound so thought-provoking?

Hei Yulongpei looked at Zhuang Bie in disbelief: "...have you eaten?"

What about meeting old friends after a hundred years?Is this direction a bit confusing?

Zhuang Bie's answer was also very strange: "Of course I have. In the past, when the dynasties changed, the founder of the country often killed the dragon. They wanted the dragon's energy and luck. Wouldn't the flesh and blood belong to me?"

Black Jade Dragon Pendant said: "Then you said just now that this dragon is too miserable..."

Zhuang Bie: "It's quite miserable. Compared to being directly hacked to death, isn't it more miserable to be suppressed here?"

Black Jade Dragon Pei: I am too stupid and naive.

He said, "Did you remember something?"

Zhuang Bie hummed lightly, but he didn't answer, but said: "Let Xiao Zhong put away the dragon corpse first."

Zhuang Bie and Hei Yu Longpei quietly watched the boy skillfully decompose the dragon corpse. It took about a quarter of an hour. Gong Qianzhong finished a few well-preserved parts, such as dragon tendons and teeth, etc. Wo Duan, stuffed into the Qiankun bag.

After putting away the dragon corpse, the scene in front of him changed, from the blocked dragon corpse to a huge unfathomable hole.

Gong Qianzhong set up a pergola to look at it, raised his hand a little, and a tongue of flame rushed in, lighting up the dark underground hole like a gun.

The cave is so deep that you can't see the bottom.

With a flip of Gong Qianzhong's hand, the 1.3cm broken thorn turned into a [-]m spirit sword.

When he was in the wilderness, he could only use the spirit sword as a broken thorn, but now he can finally use his natal spirit sword normally.

The long sword was flickering with white and red flames that could be seen on and off. Gong Qianzhong pinched a spell, and the next second the long sword separated and turned into two delicate and small daggers, one white and one red, each turning into a ball of light Haunting around Gong Qianzhong.

Gong Qianzhong was very cautious, he was worried that his mind and body would not be able to keep up with the speed of the possible attack, so he simply handed over the autonomy to Ling Jian.

Speaking of which, if people in my hometown saw this, they would definitely laugh at Gong Qianzhong, who is obviously a powerful Nascent Soul, but still cautious like a hamster.

There is no way, he has stepped on too many pitfalls before.

Gong Qianzhong put on a battle armor again, and then flew down lightly.

The surrounding soil has long been polluted by corpses. I am afraid it will not be possible to return to life in a thousand years. Gong Qianzhong took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and sent them to the chat room while taking pictures.

Originally, the screen was swiping rapidly in the chat room, and everyone was discussing which big boss in the Northeast was born, but when they saw the picture sent by the big boss, they were all taken aback.

Pan's Cauldron: "Senior? What kind of photo is this?"

Xia Zhong: "The underground area of ​​the Northeast Earthquake is all polluted by corpse gas. I'm afraid it will become a good place to raise corpses in the future."

Gong Qianzhong's answer instantly exploded, and countless people started swiping their screens frantically.

"Oh my god are you there?"

"Wow! How could it become a place to raise corpses?"

"Boss, can you purify it?"

Gong Qianzhong said very plainly: "Yes, just blow up this place and burn it once."

This sentence made everyone shut up again. After a long time, Fatty Pan said: "...Then it seems to be Yongling."

This is the real digging of ancestral graves.

Gong Qianzhong said indifferently: "That's okay, after the corpses in the mausoleum become spirits and leave, it won't be too late to blow them up."

Fatty Pan: Although the logic is fine, it's still wrong!

Then, without waiting for everyone to ask questions, Gong Qianzhong closed the chat room and continued to explore.

There are many good things in the cave, such as some elixir and so on. After all, the dragon corpse is still alive at the beginning, which is very suitable for cultivating and planting elixir.

Gong Qianzhong found a few elixir plants that can still be seen. Although the efficacy and age of the medicine are not high, they are not bad in the Blue Star Continent. It is better than nothing.

He said: "Let's stew the keel with these condiments when we go out."

Zhuang Bie was also very interested, he kept urging Gong Qianzhong: "Go ahead, I think there is something related to me below."

Gong Qianzhong stuffed a Ganoderma lucidum into his pocket, and said casually, "Didn't you give the core to the golden dragon in Sijiu City?"

Zhuang Bie took it for granted, "I don't rely on nuclear power to exist?"

The Black Jade Dragon Pendant, who had been silent for a long time, was shocked again: "You don't rely on the core as a witch weapon?"

Zhuang Bie tilted his head, feeling a little confused again: "Hey, that's right, but it seems that I can really leave the core. Look, I still exist now."

Gong Qianzhong randomly broke off a 100-year-old ginseng hair and stuffed it in his mouth as a snack. He said, "Just keep going and you'll find out."

After walking for a while, the small white sword beside Gong Qianzhong suddenly circled around, as if blocking something.

Gong Qianzhong's face turned serious, and let out a violent flame without saying a word, and the blazing flame outlined the appearance of the attacker.

It was a group of strange corpse insects with no eyes but shells.

Gong Qianzhong looked at the number of wormholes that almost covered the entire cave, and said, "This dragon is really a blessing."

The first half nourishes the elixir, and the second half becomes a breeding ground for strange corpse insects.

The Black Jade Dragon Pendant reminded Gong Qianzhong: "Be careful that they consume your power, these monsters seem to be able to swallow power, even if they are not your opponent individually, but together..."

Hei Yulongpei's words can be said to be mature and prudent, but Gong Qianzhong has never taken the usual path.

He took out a green jade flute.

Gong Qianzhong is proficient in temperament, good at the qin, and also knows how to play the flute, but he is not as proficient in the qin.

Gong Qianzhong used to practice the piano to survive, to cultivate advanced skills, and to play the flute purely to vent his emotions, so it can't be called a superb skill, but a rich emotion.

But thinking about it now, whether it is playing the piano or playing the flute, it has long been a part of his flesh and blood.

Faced with this situation, other Da Ri Xianzong monks must continue to burn involuntarily, but he will use sound attack.

Because it is easy to use.

Gong Qianzhong couldn't help smiling, because he was in a good mood, the sound of the flute was like a crane flying in the clear sky, going straight to the sky.

The clear and bright flute sound is full of vitality, like a sharp sword, which emits high-frequency and dangerous fluctuations at the same time.

But after a few minutes of brisk ditty, when Gong Qianzhong stopped, there was only the corpse of the weird insect left in front of him.

Gong Qianzhong played with the green jade flute in his hand, as if he just remembered, he asked the black jade dragon pendant: "What did you just say?"

"..." Black Jade Dragon Pendant: "No, boss, please move on!"