Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

"There are not many roads to Pengshan, and the tadpole is eager to explore. Wow, beautiful! It suits my mood very well. Liang Qing is a great talent, and Liang Qu is also a great talent!" The old clam was happier and happier as he read more and more, and he was happier and happier as he recited more and more, waving his claws and webbed feet, "Quick, quick, quick, another one! Another one!"

"Mr. Frog, it is not easy to write poems and lyrics." Liang Qu rubbed his temples, looking exhausted.

Lao Hai's companion was puzzled: "Why don't we meet two days later? Liang Qu should rest more and create more!"

"I can't rest, I can't create, and without the precious fish to eat, I can't think of any good poems!" Liang Qu came straight to the point and laid his cards on the table without any pretense.

"What does writing poems have to do with precious fish? Liang Qing is the backbone of the frog clan, and his actions are too mundane. How can he shine for the frog clan!" The old clam crossed his arms, very dissatisfied, "Besides, I risked my life and worked hard to accompany you to this freezing cold place. It's so cold that my frog skin is wrinkled, but you are reluctant to give me a few poems?

I wanted to worry about it for a few more years, and then pass the position of the Frog Tribe Elder to you, but now it seems that this is not possible, and you still need to train!"

"I gave it to you." Liang Qu slapped the pages of the album, making a rustling sound. "Isn't this the Untitled song? Take it, Mr. Wa.

From then on, frogs became famous. To write poetry, you need inspiration. Inspiration requires brainpower. Brainpower needs to be replenished. You need to eat whatever you need to replenish. The best thing is the brain of the treasure fish! Three for one poem, three for one poem! "

“You you you!”

Liang Qu stood up and walked: "The jade toad left the sea, the white dew wet the flowers. The wind blows its claws on the cloud edge, the water soaks the eyebrows on the sand head - ....

“One by one!”

"Golden gong fish weighing more than five kilograms!"

"Write quickly, write quickly!"

The old clam jumped up and down, bringing with it the wind. It jumped to the top, hugged its legs, and rolled 360 degrees, perfectly blocking out the moonlight.

The hedgehog poked its head out, its eyes looking thoughtful.

Huaikong marveled at his poetic talent.

The fat catfish squatted on the deck, biting the whiskers, and studied carefully word by word.

I also learned a skill to catch fish.

Write poetry, write good poetry.

But what if I can’t write poetry?

After the price was set, Liang Qu started to paint with ink, like flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, and he earned handfuls of precious fish.

"There is a beautiful frog. I never forget it when I see it. If I don't see it for a day, I miss it like crazy.

The phoenix is ​​flying high, and the four seas are looking for it, but the beautiful frog is not in the Yangtze and Huai Rivers. "

"Good! This one is better!"

"In this world of three thousand, I love three things: the sun, the moon and you. The sun is for the morning, the moon is for the evening, and you are for me morning and evening."

"The frog's smile is as white as pearls, and it points to the blue lake in the distance as my home."

Long Eying supported her chin on the table and stared with a smile. Long Li and Long Yao were watching the show. Liang Qu licked his lips and sweated profusely, but when he thought of the plump and delicious fish, he gritted his teeth and continued writing.

The bat yawned and the hedgehog clapped vigorously.

The fat catfish dipped its whiskers into the inkstone, copied it down, and thought about how to rewrite it.

"Do you think of changing the sentence, benefactor?"

The fat catfish was stunned. He looked up and saw a shiny little bald head, and nodded vigorously.

How fortunate I am to be on the treasure ship, singing and expressing my feelings, and feeling extremely happy.

The Bai family in Hantai were in a mess, quarreling and arguing so much that they were about to come to blows.

Bai Chenfeng was spitting everywhere.

Everyone knows that if one reaches the state of perfection before the age of fifty, he or she will have the potential to become a martial saint! Bai Mingzhe, you have ruined the Bai family's future of becoming a martial saint! Today my grandson is one, and tomorrow his grandson will be the second!"

"Yes! For ourselves, for the Bai family, abdicate!"

"Abdicate! Abdicate!"

“We want freedom!”

"Bai Mingzhe, you have harmed my Bai family's martial saint! You have harmed my Bai family's martial saint!"

"You're talking nonsense! I won't talk about Xingwen's character, whether he can achieve perfection in the future, Bai Chenfeng, I respect you as the old patriarch, and I have to consider your face. Let alone the distant past, even in the past ten years of your so-called cultivation, have the first and second branches stopped embezzling the Bai family's mineral resources?!

Where did the 120,000 shi gap in the account book go in the past ten years? If you talk about the past, when I was the clan leader, did I really make a profit for everyone? No, there were only holes after holes, and I cleaned up all of them for you! The gambling debt owed by your third son has not been paid off yet!

Also, the elders of the Bai family have pensions, and the older they get, the more pensions they get. Your eldest branch actually has a 360-year-old man receiving it. Is there a Tianlong Wusheng in the Bai family that even I, the clan leader, don't know about? Or is it some three-level realm master? If not, what kind of extraordinary skill did he cultivate? We are all members of the Bai family, so why hide it?"

"It's fake, all fake! The person who wrote the account book is your man!"

"How do you explain these twenty or so elderly people who are over 200 years old? Where did they go?"

"Fuck you!"

"You're a bastard born of a concubine!"

The hall is like a vegetable market where a shrew is cursing in the street.

At the beginning, everyone was still able to speak in long sentences and give arguments, but later on they completely degenerated into attacking each other's backgrounds and appearances.

Until midnight.

The oldest elder of the tribe, who was 328 years old, came forward and knocked on his walking stick before the fight stopped.

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel. At this point, we have to deal with the Xingyi Earl tomorrow and the Binglun Bodhi Temple the day after tomorrow!"

"My grandson! I am so sad! How can the heaven be so cruel! He lets the young boy with hanging hair go to the underworld first, while the old man with white hair has to hold the cane to send his soul off! Ancestors, ancestors——"

Bai Chenfeng left crying and sadly, which made those who heard it cry and those who listened to it feel sad.

A large group of people followed and left.

The hall was dead silent.

"Huh." Bai Mingzhe leaned back in his chair, his skull aching. Recalling what had happened, even though he knew a little about Bai Chenfeng, when the time came, he still couldn't think straight, "How could he have done this—"

Return to Ice Mirror Mountain.

The cold wind was howling.

Bai Chenfeng wiped away his tears and looked normal.

Bai Chen Honglang was extremely impressed: "Brother, the situation today is very good! I have seen that apart from the first, second, fifth, sixth, and seventh houses, at least half of them support us, and many of the remaining half are neutral!"

Bai Chenfeng was not surprised.

"It should be so. Everyone loves leisure and hates work. They are short-sighted and selfish. If they practice to the level of hunting tigers or elephants, they may understand something. But we give them benefits every year and eat meat until we are full, so why should we care about others?"

"Big brother is so powerful! Could it be that when you abdicated in the past, you were thinking about today?"

"I am not a god, otherwise how could I achieve such a great success? Let Mingzhe take the throne and judge the situation. Bai Mingzhe's move may be right, but it is also for the future. The dissatisfaction it may cause is also real. Besides, he is a little young."

Bai Mingzhe left home at the age of eight and enjoyed the prosperity and wealth of Southern Zhili. He had never experienced the intrigue. After returning, he was assisted by the court and assisted in taking power with the momentum of swallowing up the world.

Even though I have made some progress in the past ten years, there is still a huge gap between me and this old man who is over 200 years old.

certainly.

Bai Mingzhe knows his own shortcomings, so he is too conservative and not aggressive enough. After taking office, the overall development of the Bai family is mainly based on contraction, with internal corrections done bit by bit.

But how can a person bear correction?

How can a young man who lives a life of debauchery feel at ease when he is forced to stay in school and confined to his home?

Those who embezzled money had their secret channels of wealth cut off, and those who forcibly abducted women were punished by being made to kneel in the ancestral hall.

However, those who can do all these are the top leaders of the Bai family!

The replacement of Dagan with Dashun was not an overnight achievement. The world was in chaos, and it was these decades of unattendedness that made the Bai family accustomed to being relaxed and unwilling to be restricted.

This is the thought.

"Hong Lang."

"Brother."

“Remember this: people never want to be good, they just want to be comfortable.”

"I don't want to be good, I just want to be comfortable?" Bai Chenhonglang was thoughtful and worried at the same time, "If this is the case, won't my Bai family be in ruins?"

"That's why I say Bai Mingzhe is not good enough." Bai Chenfeng laughed, "He is too soft-hearted. He always thinks that we are all members of the Bai family, connected by blood, and at most he will be punished by a family rule. If it were me, those who embezzled money would be killed, and no one would be spared. I would wipe them out all at once!

After that, he will redistribute the profits, support a group of people, replace the old blood with new blood, suppress the old blood, and within thirty to forty years, he will raise a Zhenxiang and establish his foothold. However, ten years is too short, and it would be great if he could produce some hunting tigers. He doesn't have enough time to do this. A hunting tiger from another family in Hedeban is a good card in his hand."

Bai Chen Honglang suddenly woke up and thought carefully about how his elder brother came to power.

Time flies.

The sun and the moon rotate.

Lao Cham picked up the yellow bag and poured out the lively big treasure fish.

Otter was flipping the iron pan, the work was in full swing, Awei was sucking blood, and the five great generals were gnawing on bones and eating internal organs.

Five poems, five fish.

In addition, there are the treasure fishes of January, March, and the prayer flags ship, and the frog king’s share of six treasure fishes, making a total of eleven.

【Water Essence+2425】

【Water Essence+5942】

【Water Essence +8864】

[Water Essence + 72,000]

[Water Essence: 422,000]

[After a few days and four seasons, three thousand water essences can be consumed and condensed into dew seeds.]

Wow.

The blue tide surges and dew seeds emerge.

[Water Essence: 419,000]

[Seed of Creation: Three]

【Dew Seed: Six】

Share for autumn and winter seasons.

It’s almost midsummer and before we know it, we can collect another wave of “fish tax” from the mermaids and dragon people.

Forty squares, totaling 20/1000, is less than 300. As time is tight, Liang Qu is not in a hurry to add more, and as usual keeps some for backup.

"A medium-sized treasure fish with two to three thousand essences is not very useful.

The enhancement of one's own "nature" is not only to resist the external environment, but also includes the efficacy of treasures and medicines. It's just not as strong as poison. Fortunately, there is the water essence as a backup.

Liang Qu walked out of the quiet room, pressed his hands against my back, wrapped his arms around my neck, and whispered softly.

"Liang Dazhe is really in a poetic mood. Taking advantage of the moonlight tonight, he wrote five famous poems for Mu Clam in one breath."

"It's all copied." Liang Qu was honest and frank, "I don't want to deceive Yu Fuzhe with my false talent, so I never write."

Long Eying had guessed it long ago, but she just didn't quite understand: "Such a good poem, just one can be recorded in history,

How come I’ve never heard of it?”

"Hey, this is what makes me so powerful! It's indescribable." Liang Qu held his head high.

Qi Eying chuckled. She took Liang Qu's hand and walked to the leg room, sat sideways on the table, raised Nian Qian, unfolded the paper, rolled the paperweight, and placed the wolf-hair brush on the ceramic pen holder.

Press with five fingers.

"I don't want to copy it! I want to write it! It can't be worse than those five poems!"

Fortunately, some of it was left and not all of it slipped out.

Liang Qu secretly rejoiced, picked up the wolf-hair brush and recalled, then poked E Ying's butt with his elbow: "The paper was crushed.

Fuzhe, please come over here."

"Write!"

Noon.

Bai Chenfeng was surrounded on the mountain by several elders and was not allowed to show up, which intensified the conflict.

The Hantai Bai family was on high alert, from young to old, from the port to the government office, the Bai family was watching all the way.

To know the situation.

The shadow of the lip needle moved from 1:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m., and then from 5:00 p.m. to 15:30 p.m.

"Why——No Zhe?"

Bai Mingzhe tilted his head: "Are you sure you mean noon?"

Hedeban was sweating profusely and tried to recall: "Master, it is absolutely true. I guarantee it with my life!"

"Well, maybe Lord Xingyi meant the time between mid-noon and late-noon."

The restless group calmed down and continued to wait.

Treasure ship.

The old toad recited facing the wind, and the hedgehog below clapped his hands, making a lot of noise.

"It's three quarters past noon. Aren't we going to leave?"

Nianqian's body was round, and soft flesh was squeezed out between the overlapping parts. Liang Qu lay on Eying's knees, holding her waist, eating an orange peeled with his hands, and said vaguely: "If he said noon, then it's noon. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me, the Earl of Xingyi, to lose face?"

"Didn't you say noon?"

"Hmm?" Liang Qu blinked, "Did I say that?"

Qi Eying poked Liang Qu's forehead with her index finger and peeled an orange: "Liang Caizi, great poem, are you in the mood for poetry now?"

"Yes, husband, yes." Liang Qu recited casually, "The knife is as sharp as water, Wu salt is whiter than snow, slender hands break new orange, brocade is just warm, and the beast smoke is endless--"

The beauty is like jade, and she is soft and fragrant in my arms.

Move from 15:30 to 15:30.

The cold wind was howling, and the atmosphere in the government office was depressing.

Hedeban was sweating profusely and could clearly feel the suspicious eyes on his surroundings. Every step he took was like pricking him with needles and guns, and he felt like a piece of tender pork fried in oil on a hot iron plate.

Did I remember it wrong?

Liang Qu spoke Dashun Mandarin, which is the dialect of Southern Zhili. Hedeban had studied it but was not familiar with it. So he could not understand it clearly. Is it possible that he remembered the pronunciation of some word wrong?

The more he thought about it, the more he doubted himself. He silently recited the twelve hours in his mind, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Could it be that it was not noon, but the hour of Wu?

But the Wu hour has passed. "Let's go." Bai Mingzhe pinched his brows and turned around when the needle crossed. "Xingyi Bo deliberately did this to disturb our mood. There is no need to wait any longer. He will come when he wants."

Hedeban breathed a sigh of relief, then his eyes went dark and he almost fainted. Fortunately, Bai Mingzhe helped him.

"You've worked hard. I don't blame you for your hard work. Go back and rest up and take a nap."

"Master, I am an eyewitness. What if————

"Don't worry. If he doesn't come at noon, he will probably come at nightfall. So you can take a rest."

"clear!"

Nightfall.

The nature of the Qi Hai [Taime] changes into [Taiyin], and it surges and expands under the illumination of the moon.

Dai Eying had rosy cheeks and tied her hair up.

Liang Qu sat cross-legged on the bed with his upper body naked, and opened the copy of the memorial written by Qi Eying. He read it again and found something unexpected, which pointed to one of the paragraphs.

"The evil monk accompanying him (name left blank) (suspected to be a spy from Beiting).'

"Eying, didn't we write this space?"

Long Eying was stunned: "I thought you filled it out."

"I glanced through it and stuffed it directly into the Chishan mailbox."

Eying and Liangqu looked at each other.

this·

"Nothing will happen, right?"

"Forget it, it's alright." Liang Qu waved his hand, "Take all the documents with you and let Your Majesty fill them out. Your Majesty fills in Agou, and he will be called Agou. Let's go."

"Going to Hantai Mansion?"

"No, let's go to the post station first."

The end of the sickle period.

Around eleven o'clock.

The treasure ship was sailing on the waves. Before it reached the port, a wise man was observing from the fog and the rider reported.

After the incident yesterday, the Bai family immediately stopped and blocked all ships from entering and leaving the entire Hantaifu port without any identification.

Whenever there is a ship docking, it must be Earl Xingyi!

Wow.

The news was passed on layer by layer, and countless people were shaking, like muscles that have not yet recovered their strength after waking up in the morning, constantly twisting and reviving.

"One noon, one midnight——" Bai Mingzhe pinched his eyebrows.

The information given by Liang Qu and his actual actions were completely reversed.

I didn't dare to sleep last night and stayed up until noon. Now, many of us have just lain down and were woken up again, feeling listless.

The opponent has a huge advantage in terms of rhythm.

Bai Mingzhe packed up, washed up, and went to greet his confidant Xian Shanghuan. He kept receiving messages on the way.

"It's not the one driving the boat, it's the water rat!"

"Water rat?"

"I was seen by the water rat! Hiss, it can use its monocular 'clairvoyance'!"

"Master, Lord Xingyi has disembarked! Three men and one woman, two men with high heels and one and two high heels, and the woman with high heels and six and seven high heels,

The last man is wearing five shoes and six or seven clothes. He must be the Earl of Xingyi and his wife, a duke of the county!

There was a group of pseudo-Zodiac monsters behind them, the leader was two feet tall and two feet wide, using a year hammer! There was also a big crocodile behind them, huh, the monsters didn't follow, but there was one male Wu who didn't follow."

"?"

"Master, the Earl of Xingyi did not come to the government office. He went to the post station and delivered a letter."

Bai Mingzhe frowned: "What's in the letter?"

"Master, it's a memorial!"

Xia Zhe Nian presents it.

Bai Mingzhe opened the memorial and read ten lines at a glance with his pupils dilated.

After sending the memorial, Liang Qu walked out of the post station, walked a hundred meters, and suddenly turned back.

He rapped his knuckles on the post station counter.

"I won't send it. Give Dong Han back to me."

The postman at the post station was sweating profusely, and said with a stiff face: "Sir, you are a step too late. The letter has already been sent."

Liang Qu laughed: "Why didn't I see anyone leaving in such a short while?"

"This is a secret passage for people to walk alone."

"How could an ordinary letter I sent go through the secret passage? Well, the secret passage is in the hands of others. I, the Great Shunxing Yibo, order you to take me to check it out!"

"Dazhe, although you are the Earl of Xingyi, you have no power—"

"How dare you! The Eastern Han Dynasty is still alive!?" Qi Binglin shouted.

Plop.

"My lord, please spare my life, great philosopher, please spare my life!" The postman kowtowed repeatedly.

"What's your name?"

"Bai Zhenghong——

"Okay, the Bai family stole the imperial secrets, and their crime is even more serious!"

"The crime is even more serious, the crime is even more serious!"

Bats were flying on the rafters, opening their mouths to scream.

The postman stood there in a daze. He gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, "Big brother, this is all my fault. It was Xiaozhe who ordered this without permission. If you want to punish someone, punish Xiaozhe! It was Xiaozhe who was evil-hearted."

"You two speak Mandarin quite well, better than that Hedeban, very fluently."

The postman stood there in a daze.

"On April 4, the Bai family stole secrets—"

The little mirage held the charcoal pencil, suspended in the air, and wrote down the evidence word by word on the album page.

"No, Dazhe, no!"

Liang Qu ignored him and turned to leave.

The memorial on Chishan's body was for the emperor to see, while this memorial was for the Bai family to see.

With the power and means of the Bai family, he could deliver it to the post station and it would appear on the patriarch's desk in no time. It would definitely not be as rough as usual, but time was tight and it was not enough to make a copy. Even if it was a real copy, there was sealing wax on the letter, so it would take time to forge it again.

This is straight hook fishing.

Even if the Bai family has no children, Wu will definitely take the bait.

Too many lice won't itch, too many debts won't worry, this is not expedited, just normal delivery.

As for the content.

The Holy Emperor who received the memorial knew it was meant to scare people, and Bai Jiawu who saw the memorial knew it was meant to scare people, but it worked.

Open card!

The streets were deserted; even the cow and horse manure had been cleaned up early.

The red lanterns swayed and collided in the cold wind, and their tassels fluttered.

Three, walking out with the momentum of thousands of troops!

At the end of the government office, Bai Mingzhe led all his confidants out and exhaled deeply.

Liang Qu, a second-class earl, was a fourth-rank general of the Huaishui River. His rank was not as high as his, and there was a difference of three levels. He was far from being an imperial envoy, but he had something special.

The twenty-second Zhenxiang Grandmaster! No, now he is the twenty-fourth Grandmaster!

The pressure of something happening to the imperial envoy is not as great as that of Liang Qu!

The night is dark.

The street is straight.

Years later, I was looking into the distance.

Just as they were approaching a hundred feet, thunder exploded in the sky!

Fierce, violent, and overbearing flames burst out from the Ice Mirror Mountain, illuminating the white snow. The dazzling light and energy surged across the sky, shaking the accumulated snow.

Rumble.

The King Kong is towering into the sky, an avalanche is rolling, and a blazing meteor carrying violence and destruction is falling from the top of the mountain!

"Little Liang, I want you to pay for my grandson's life!"

Endless anger and sadness resounded through heaven and earth, causing the snow dust to flutter and the curtain to rise!

Bai Mingzhe's eyebrows twitched violently.

Liang Qu's eyes were stern.

Grandmaster Tianzhe.

Bai Chenfeng!

Qing San talked about the internal conflicts within the Qingbai family. When Bai Xingwen summoned Master Xueshan and blindly poured water into the river, he had anticipated the situation today!

But——·.

“Well done!”

Just end the order!

Save him from further arguments!

The fire was raging, and Liang Qu's heart fire suddenly rose. In just a moment, his qi, spirit, and muscles were all boiling.

roar!

His muscles and bones are stretched, like a tiger roaring in the mountains, with the mountains standing in the distance, his heart is not at all, his sons are extravagant, relying on Dashun to look at the snow-capped mountains, the source of all the stubborn diseases of the Bai family is none other than this Tianlao patriarch who released Shi Yuquan!

Sweeping left and right, Qi Eying and Qi Binglin understood what he meant. Liang Qu did not ask them for help, but stopped Bai Mingzhe and Yizhe from intervening.

today.

He then became the surgical genius.

For the Bai family,

Scrape the bone to cure the poison!