"As one of the eight gods of the Zhou Palace, you want me to do things, and it is impossible for me to kill the people. If you talk about the same places, maybe it is because... have you seen a butterfly?"

Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the little mantis. From the appearance of the dream butterfly to the disappearance, the little mantis stayed on the pear blossom tree, or from the moment he entered the mountain, the little mantis followed him.

From killing corpse demons, to subdue the blood-washing sword, to comprehending the Yazi sword-holding diagram, all this was seen by this god.

Cheng Zhiyuan did not think that it could not see the dream butterfly. These eight gods knew much more than themselves.

"You're pretty smart."

The little mantis waved his sickle claws, as if he wanted to make a gesture of vertical fingers, but when he remembered that he had no palms, he suddenly seemed a little depressed.

The non-human body is really too crude and it is really unpleasant.

Its indiscriminate mind lasted for only a moment, and then he recovered: "What you said is right, what I want you to do is to have something to do with the dream butterfly, and only you immortals can do this."

Little mantis said: "As one of the eight gods in the Zhou Palace, I am the lord of insects. All insects in this world are my incarnation, but it sounds very powerful, right? But now we, all the eight gods, are we now

The world's demon disaster is actually helpless."

"The Zhou Palace is about to end, so many demons began to cause trouble in the world. Taking advantage of this time to erode the dynasty, the Shang Dynasty was about to perish, and the same was true at the end of the year."

"There are pavilions, towers, palaces, cities and ponds in this world, which are the places where the eight gods are suppressed. This also corresponds to our eight gods. However, the eight poles that should have been used by us are now facing the weakening of the divine power.

We have created great restrictions.”

"As the gods of the world, we are the gods worshipped by the Zhou Palace. Therefore, even if the emperor is about to die and the Zhou Palace is about to fall, we must wait here until the last moment of the dynasty. Therefore, now our divine power is very weak, so weak that it is not

The way to show saints in temples in various places has led to the terrible scene of the mountain god losing his place and the water walls falling over."

"Just like me, now you can actually beat me with one sword. If we forcefully attack regardless of the consequences, the power of the gods will be dispersed, and the collapse of the heavenly ritual will become faster and faster."

The little mantis pointed at himself and said, "So, I need you to help me restore my divine power. Similarly, I will give you some help, such as delaying your emotional loss, or teaching you sword skills."

"This is Shinto sword technique."

Cheng Zhiyuan pondered for a while: "It's very interesting to teach a god."

The little mantis laughed, and its two sickles rubbed each other (like a human rubbed his hands): "Life is like a dream, and your dream butterfly can bring you into the illusion of the hundred bones, and there is Huangliang Township.

call."

"This is a place where the saints can do nothing. The entrance to the Juntian Field is in Huangliang Township. There is a country called the Xiji Kingdom. I call the people there 'Cyclops'."

The little mantis' wings moved, slowly flew up from the pear blossom tree, circled Cheng Zhiyuan, and finally landed on his head.

"The passerby in the dream, living and dying like a mayfly, the changes in Huangliang Township are not only in the Western Pole Country, there are hundreds of bones. This is like a piece of countless dream worlds, some are very interesting, and some are very dangerous

.”

"Only immortals who were born with dreams butterflies can interact in it. Of course, maybe you are the ones who were born with dreams butterflies."

The little mantis said: "The illusionist who brought the immortals to this world also came from that place. I want you to go to the Baishou Illusion to help me find some divine objects, which are divine objects contaminated with dragon energy."

Cheng Zhiyuan had some questions: "What is the relationship between dragon energy and god?"

Little Mantis: "The emperor is the dragon, and Zhou is a country that is established with the help of the dragon. The divine power of our eight gods is the source of the blue dragon. If you find a divine object contaminated with dragon energy, I can restore some of the divine power."

"The Qinglong is the main wood, the Oriental Dragon Star, and all things grow. There are eight kinds of grains in Huangliang Township, which echoes our eight gods. You need to find these eight grains, even... one is fine."

"Millet, sorghum, rice, millet, wheat, hemp, beans, wheat."

Cheng Zhiyuan felt aroused and asked, "Is Yushanhe the same?"

The little mantis was stunned, then was very surprised: "Have you seen Yushanhe? Have you been to Huangliang Township?"

Cheng Zhiyuan shook his head, and the little mantis's sickle claws raised his hair: "Then have you been to Huang Liyuan?"

"Shit! (It makes a very right sound)"

The yellow snake spit out a letter and looked at the little mantis curiously. The latter stared at the yellow snake for a while. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said with some surprise:

"You... Cheng Zhiyuan, your snake won't be..."

It had a bold guess, and it was shocked by it.

This snake seems a bit familiar. I heard that Ji Man seemed to have left a lot of things when he went out for the Western Tour...

"Shit? (Do you know me?)"

Huang Snake was a little curious and confused. Cheng Zhiyuan had no expression on his face and said to the insect god: "This guy is called a money-losing guy, it seems to be a token of the emperor."

Little Mantis: "..."

"I'm going to make up, what does it seem? Isn't this the Tongtian drum of King Mu of Zhou? The money-losing guy? You guy is that drum!"

The little mantis pointed at the yellow snake, and after saying this, it was convinced that this thing was a drum thrown on the ground by Ji Man during the Western Conference!

"You actually have the token of the emperor? How did you get it!"

The voice of the little mantis was incredible. It was the eight gods of the Zhou Palace. They existed since the establishment of Luoyang City and then flourished in one's view, so it best understood what virtues those emperors' tokens were.

Each one has his eyes higher than his top. According to principles, even if Cheng Zhiyuan is an immortal, he should not be able to obtain the token of the emperor.

The insect god saw that Cheng Zhiyuan was not from the Central Plains, or in other words, he was not from the southern world of the world.

How could a person who is not the Southern World be recognized by the Emperor's token?

This is just like those barbarians in the Chu State and Yue State. Barbarians also want to become the emperor?

"How did you let this snake go with you?"

The insect god was very confused and had a question mark on his head. Cheng Zhiyuan answered truthfully: "It ate the golden knife I seized, and then followed it all the way."

The yellow snake nodded: "hiss~～～(It makes a sound of missing the golden knife)"

The God of Insect: "…"

What a thing? A bunch of gold bought this thing. How could the token of the emperor be greedy for these yellow and white things? How could he do such a majestic thing? The token of the emperor...

Oh, I forgot that this guy has never been in the Zhou Palace, and King Mu of Zhou himself is the emperor who "the boat is scattered by the wild ferry, and the whole life is all dependent on the waves." The so-called "everything must have a master, but the emperor does not rely on it.

The token of the emperor is even more unreliable.

"Crass.(Both meaning of ancient and modern times)"
Chapter completed!