Reborn flat peach, was overheard by monkeys

Chapter 164 Sacrifice

"I just said casually, what my senior brother does, what I eat!"

Li Anran sneered and became cowardly in an instant.

He said that the chicken claws and dragon tendons were naturally not asking monkeys to peel and cramp the East China Sea Dragon Clan, but what he wanted to make was at least the kind of spiritual beast with dragon and phoenix blood, which was not easy to find.

On the contrary, the lion's head and white crane went to Dongsheng Shenzhou or Xiniu Hezhou for a walk.

"You wait." The monkey snorted unhappily and drove out of Huaguo Mountain with somersault clouds.

The good rabbit doesn't eat grass by the nest. After these battles, he and Li Anran were fine, but the birds and beasts on Huaguo Mountain were all affected, but the monkeys were embarrassed to attack them again.

For this meal, the monkey only used the ingredients for two days, and then spent half a day cooking. It was three days later when the wine was full.

"Senior brother, I'll go and close the door later. It will take about three or five days to leave it to you outside." Li Anran decided to find something for himself.

[It's also idle, so why not try a copy of your life and see what it is like.]

"Go and go!" The monkey couldn't understand what the copy of life was, but he didn't take it to heart.

The gray-brown stone walls disappeared, replaced by the endless sea, with clear sky above the head, rugged rocks below the feet, and a familiar hammer next to it.

The witch held a bell in her hand and danced a sacrificial dance while making waves of unknown sounds. There were also faint magic waves, as if conveying some message to the sea.

"Hmm?!" The monkey's pupils shrank suddenly, jumped up suddenly, and rushed into the underground stone chamber. Sure enough, he found that Li Anran was gone.

Li Anran looked at Li Jing and found that Li Jing did not kneel down from beginning to end.

[As for my current cultivation level in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, as long as I do not bind the big bosses of Guanyin Tathagata, I will not be able to deduct much even if I deduct my cultivation level.]

However, now I will confirm which time he traveled to.

"Please! Dragon Prince!"

There were two teams of soldiers behind, about thirty, and the rest were a group of people, with at least nearly a thousand people.

Li Anran noticed a line of translucent small words "Life Copy (Nezha): The remaining time is four years, seven months, twelve days, five hours, thirty-two minutes, eleven seconds", and it is decreasing.

After Li Anran decided to go back, he would brush those who had not had a good cultivation level on the Investiture of Gods.

He could understand this scene in Journey to the West, but in the World of the Conquest of Gods...

【…Is this a sacrifice to the Dragon King for rain?】

boom!

When the streaming light gathers to its extreme, it explodes like the first time the universe is opening, cleaning everything clean.

There are more and more streams of light, as if endless, and you need to fill Li Anran's consciousness space.

But now that the body has also been brought in, he must be more careful.

...

Li Anran looked surprised.

[After going back, you need to bind more people, you can always draw if you draw too much.]

[Is this Nezha’s life?]

【How come the body was brought in too!】

Seeing this, the witch was overjoyed, and bowed three times and nine times again, shouting: "The Dragon Prince has agreed! The Dragon Prince has agreed!"

"Sacrifice to the Dragon King!" the witch shouted.

【Survey Haiyasha.】

Countless streams appear in consciousness. When you look closely, those streams are composed of countless pictures.

Li Anran recognized the young version of Li Jing at a glance, saying that it was the young version, but he was only seven or eight years younger, and he was still a middle-aged man.

A large group of people wore red and hung colorful gongs and drums, with great momentum, as if they were performing some kind of sacrifice.

On the other side, Li Anran suddenly opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her was completely different.

Looking along his gaze, there was a huge altar on the cliff by the sea, filled with cattle, sheep, pigs, and other livestock and various fruits.

[No matter how bad Li Jing is, he can go directly to the East China Sea! Why do you think of this witch sacrificing the Dragon King here?]

A little further away, dozens of miles away, there is an ancient city hundreds of feet high. There is a plaque with black and red characters hanging on the gate, with three big words "Chentang Pass" written on it.

He has bound so many people and has only drawn one copy of his life. I don’t know when he will wait next time.

Someone followed the witch and shouted: "Please give the dragon prince a chance to bring down the nectar! Bless Chentangguan with good weather!"

A huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea surface, sucking the offerings in little by little, and then disappeared.

Whether it is the fishermen and people in the small fishing village or the soldiers guarding the city in Chentang Pass, most of them have their eyes as bright as lightning and their blood is surging like tides. It is obvious that they have practiced the art of bodybuilding.

Many people were also chanting there: "Please, please, it will rain! If it doesn't rain, the crops in the fields will die of drought!"

Is it a place similar to the underworld?

The monkey was puzzled, but he closed the stone chamber tightly and retreated.

Because the core of the dungeon world is Nezha, the location of Nezha that Li Anran could clearly sense was not in Chentang Guanzhong, but in another place near the seaside.

The woman was an old woman wearing a mask with strange patterns, dressed gorgeously and a little weird, and she should be a witch or something.

Nezha in front of him looked a little younger than in Journey to the West. She looked seven or eight years old, with a little baby fat, wrapped in Huntian Ling, a circle of Qiankun hanging around her neck, and a sky-swelling bulge on her head, like a three-dimensional porcelain doll, lying on a cliff, looking downward, looking very cute.

Four years are not short compared to the period of the Conquest of Gods, but they are not long. He has to make a good idea of ​​what benefits he can get.

After a while, the witch suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times: "Please bring down the nectar of the Dragon Prince! Bless Chentang Pass with good weather!"

Li Anran put the three-life hammer into smaller size and stuffed it into his arms, feeling a little depressed.

【A little less!】

...

Three days to four years is a huge profit, but the more the better.

"Entering a copy of life."

If only the clone enters, he can be said to be waving whatever he wants in the dungeon world, at most he will lose a clone.

"Dragon Prince, it's raining a little! The well water in our village is dry!"

He should be on a cliff near the East China Sea. Looking far away, he could see a small fishing village, thatched huts and wooden boats, poor and simple.

Nezha!

There are all kinds of people, all kinds of things, and all kinds of strange things in those pictures, but there is always only one core -

Li Anran could see at a glance that the whirlpool that gave birth to the whirlpool was the patrol yaksha of the East China Sea.

This is the exact same world as the original time and space. It is a bit exaggerated to say that "the golden immortal walks all over the ground, and a semi-saint is not as good as a dog". It is true that you may meet the quasi-saint of Daluo anytime and anywhere.

Eight strong men walked up and threw the altar into the sea along with the offerings on it.

During this period, Li Jing turned his head and looked at them, and anger flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything.

Li Anran's heart moved and used the technique of expelling the earth. He took one step and approached Nezha.

The people behind him also knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Over the years, he has heard countless messy words from Li Anran. If he had studied the past one by one, he would have been worried to death.

Nezha also saw it and cursed with gritted teeth: "Damn the blue-faced water monster!"

The leader is a man and a woman, with a man with a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a piece of armor and golden helmet, which is extraordinary.

The soldiers behind him were also standing there at first, until the people around him knelt down, and they knelt down one after another, but did not kowtow, with a little shame and nervous expression.

Li Anran was a little curious and wanted to see what these pictures were, but the picture was flowing too fast and could not be captured at all.

At the same time, Li Anran also noticed that even the mortals here are not easy to put in the world of Journey to the West.

【Is it when Nezha was in trouble?】

Li Anran immediately entered the underground stone chamber, found a quiet chamber, sat cross-legged, and turned on the system.

【Always feel weird!】

【Only stay for four years.】

The weakest adult man also has the strength equivalent to the realm of refining essence into qi, and a few have reached the realm of refining qi into gods, or even the realm of refining gods into emptiness.

A copy of life?

You should know that during the period of the founding of Gods, let alone ordinary Qi Refiners, even the disciples of the Second Sect of Chanjie and even the boss Kong Xuan and Kong, were all officials in the Shang Dynasty. This was the case of asking for rain, so I couldn’t get the Dragon Clan!

For example, Li Jing, who is also a disciple of Kunlun scattered cultivator Due, went down the mountain to enjoy wealth and glory because it was difficult to achieve immortality.

The people were also overjoyed and kowtowed.

But at this moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea surface. Then, the sacrifices thrown into the sea flew backwards one by one, throwing them all over the ground.

The witch was hit by a pig and was soaked all over, but she didn't care about this at all. She just knelt there, muttering in dismay: "Why? Why?"

The people were crying and shouting, with despair on their faces, and the scene was in chaos.

(End of this chapter)