I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 374: Inquiry
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In the afternoon, it started to rain.
The patter of rain accompanied by the autumn breeze made the temperature drop several degrees.
But in the bookstore, the temperature is still around 20 degrees Celsius.
Lingping sits at the counter, filling out his electronic contract.
First, the title of the book, the name of the author, and then various electronic signatures.
After everything is done, click Send.
Soon, the editor on the other side sent a received emoticon.
Lingping snapped his fingers: "Get it done!"
Then he looked at his current data.
172 collections, 210 recommendations.
Very good!
He lifted his legs and began to look forward to his results after being recommended.
Central Plains Five Whites...
Your opponent is here!
He lifted his lips slightly, very proud.
Like every time before, this time he is still confident.
Even, he changed his penguin label-a man is a boy to death!
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Han Li walked out of the cave where he was hiding.
The sun fell on her, the figure of the demon hunter was enchanting and plump, and her skin was moist and shiny.
A pair of eyes, shining like gems.
The chattering in the ear is no longer as rusty as it used to be.
It has a different taste.
Savour carefully, it seems to be some kind of electric wave, like the Morse code long ago.
But it's incredibly messy, and there is no logic at all.
However, Hanli felt that he could understand a little bit.
Ziz...Ziz...
She stretched out her hand and gently bowed the sunlight in front of her.
Some things in the light were slowly lifted up by her.
These are psionics!
She kneaded gently, winding these psychic energy into silk threads.
Slowly, they were woven into a small dragon, wandering between Han Li's fingers.
With a light wave, the swimming dragon turns into light spots and dissipates in the air.
Behind Hanli, Xiao Ai was dumbfounded.
"Divine power manipulation equivalent to the level of a false god..." she thought: "No! It should be the subtle manipulation ability that the true **** has!"
As the bloodline of the Love Stabbing Clan, Xiao Ai has recalled some of the past.
By reading the "Book of Escordale" left by her father, Xiao Ai also has a clearer understanding of the past of the Ai Tsang clan.
So, she knew that this was a power that only the existence of a true **** could possess.
With such an ability, this human girl, as long as she doesn't fall, will surely lift up the **** seat and ignite the fire.
The plane where she was born has a population of hundreds of millions.
This means...
She can rely on this plane to establish her own **** system.
"Let's go!" Han Li turned his head and waved to Xiao Ai: "We should report to Minister Wang!"
It's time to pull out all the minions and strongholds left in the abyss one by one.
Only in this way can we take the initiative in the future wars!
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Elizabeth shook her steel wings and dragged a huge heir of the evil **** to the sky above the steel temple.
With ease, this evil **** child fell into the center of the steel temple.
His flesh and soul were quickly broken down by the Iron Temple.
Transformed into bands of psychic light, nourishing this great temple.
"Not enough...not enough!" Elizabeth looked at, and she shook her head slightly.
The North American continent has been integrated by her.
Humankind keeps regaining lost ground, and the descendants of the evil **** are compressed outside the scope of the doomsday fortress.
It is no longer a dream to recover the entire continent in time.
But...
The heirs of the evil gods who remain on the earth are just inferior products that the evil gods who are entrenched on Mars, the moon, Jupiter, and the sun hate and give up.
For the Iron Temple, their quality is too low.
She raised her head, and the unsentimental and colorless eyes in her eye sockets looked towards the sky.
The depths of the starry sky!
She knows that she wants to pour the steel temple, so that this spirit of omnipotence can reside in the world, and truly become a holy place where the spirit of great omnipotence can descend.
So, at least an evil **** is needed as a sacrifice.
Water with its flesh and blood, and sacrifice with its soul.
"Come slowly..." Elizabeth landed before the temple.
The steel wings are automatically closed.
She raised her head, and before looking at the temple, she squatted down in front of the two altars lingering steel and mechanical prayers.
In the altar, there are a lot of colorful essences extracted from the souls and flesh and blood of the descendants and minions of the evil god.
She grabbed a hand gently.
These are all good things.
Compared to the previous Cthulhu Crystal, it is much easier to use!
They can not only be used as energy sources, but a small grain can supply a steel plant for one day.
They are still food and medicine!
Dilute it into clean water, one pellet can save the people of 10,000 steel from hunger and disease, and it has the effect of getting rid of the evil spirit pollution!
It is with them that the new generation of the children of Mechanical Education does not need to perform mechanical transformation operations as soon as they are released.
Children can grow up healthily and happily like the children of Voidstorm.
This is the teaching of the great spirit.
He said: The way of steel is materialistic, because machinery is truth.
And materialism, we must recognize ourselves.
Especially recognize the fragility of your own flesh and blood.
Only in this way, when they grow up, they will understand the correctness of the sacred prayers and truths of the spirit of'flood and weakness, iron and steel', and then they can devote themselves to the road of steel and machinery. in.
But...
The real purpose of these extracted essences is to make mechanical relics.
Use them to go to the master in the mist, in exchange for classics from machinery and steel!
Open the book lightly, and the essences fall back into the altar.
Wow, a crisp sound.
"Not enough!" Elizabeth said.
The mechanical relic is a kind of mechanical sacred object mentioned by the Bodhisattva No Gatling in the "Machinery Scripture" during a lecture.
It is even more clearly stated in the Mechanical Scriptures: Observe the Gatlin Bodhisattva, walk deep prajna paramita for a long time, see all dharma is empty, and destroy all evil! For the relics, a thousand is ten thousand, ten thousand is a thousand, held by ten thousand, and the same is true.
This is a mechanical artifact!
According to Buddhism, it is to destroy the common people and transcend all things.
Only such treasures can be exchanged from the hands of the master in the mist, to the world, to rise to the mechanical heaven early!
For this reason, this thing is extremely difficult to make.
It takes more than the flesh and soul of countless evil gods' heirs to extract the essence.
Hundreds of thousands of devout believers are also needed to recite mechanical scriptures every day.
With its Dharma, it influences the evil spirits lingering in it, suppresses and shatters its pollution consciousness.
In the end, the gathering becomes a mechanical relic.
Collect the thoughts of common people, refine the evil of the evil god, and extract the way of steel.
Therefore, one pill is enough to destroy the first life, crush the matter, extract the void, detach everything, surpass everything.
Even if there are many Buddhas in the future, they are praised: relics are statues of various dhammas. There are human images, me and sentient beings. Holding one control is better than two... Goodness, great beauty, Amitabha, Amitabha!
Thinking about this, the steel scripture in Elizabeth's hands is shining.
She shakes her wings and soars into the sky.
The mechanical saint, embark on the journey again.
For the truth...
She will do whatever it takes!
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In the evening, the rain finally stopped.
A sanitation vehicle drove through the streets.
Ling sat at the counter safely, bored.
There are still zero guests today, and even the collection of novels has not increased much.
He leaned back in his chair and watched the news on TV.
"The Yongzhou Ding found in the Fuhaohe River is verified by experts and is indeed authentic!"
"At present, relevant departments are maintaining and maintaining it..."
"It is expected that in the second half of next year, the public will be able to see the true face of this treasure of civilization in the Imperial Capital Museum..."
"Yongzhou Ding was found in the Fuhao River, which further proves that the Southern Zhou Kingdom has been the sacred and inviolable territory of the Federal Empire since ancient times..."
Ling Ping'an listened, a little bit incompetent.
Yongzhou Ding, who was missing in the Qin Dynasty, went to the Fuhao River?
Could it be that the survivors of the Yin and Shang Dynasty returned to the Northern Zhou Dynasty and took the Yongzhou Ding from the Surabaya River?
How is this possible?
On the contrary, it is a kind of saying on the Internet, which is more practical.
Sishui leads to the Huai River, and the water from the Huai River rolls into the Yongzhou Ding. When it reaches the sea, it passes through ocean currents and other things. Today, more than two thousand years later, it rushes into the Fuhao River.
This story...
Um...
It's as magical as the scallops that ran away in previous years.
But at least it can be explained.
At the very least, it cannot be falsified in theory.
Of course, there is another saying.
That is, in fact, the Jiuding of Yin and Shang and Zhou dynasties is not the same.
Businessmen and Zhou people have their own Jiuding.
So, a branch of the remnants of the Yin and Shang Dynasty took the Jiuding, crossed the mainland of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and came to the Southern Zhou via the road and bridge.
However, whether this theory is valid or not depends on the follow-up and see if we can find evidence from the discovered Yongzhou Ding.
In addition, there are still rumors on the Internet.
Some guys are really poisoned by feudal superstition.
I actually said that ‘Yongzhou Ding is a magical instrument’, and one Ding can suppress a country.
It's really a waste of these guys not to write novels.
Thinking about this, the news on TV has cut the picture.
Southern Zhou Dynasty, singing and dancing.
The brothers and sisters of the Yin Shang ethnic group put on their own traditional costumes and played on the musical instruments left by their ancestors.
In the melodious sound of musical instruments, the people of Yin and Shang Dynasty burst into tears.
One by one, tears filled his eyes in front of the TV.
The discovery of the Yongzhou Ding was a nuclear bomb-level event for the Southern and Northern Zhou Dynasties.
Outside the screen, there is a faint singing voice.
"The mysterious bird of destiny, descended to be a merchant, and lived in the earth and mansions!"
The people singing and dancing are singing on the square and on the highway.
Ling Ping'an watched, pursed his lips slightly, and laughed.
At this time, his cell phone rang.
I picked it up and took a look. It was a video from my aunt.
Lingping opened, and saw his aunt, wearing a loose bathrobe, standing in front of a huge floor mirror
She looked at Ling Ping an triumphantly: "Xiao Ping An, see where I am?"
Ling Ping shook his head blankly.
"I'm at the Xuanniao Hotel in Southern Zhou!" The aunt in the camera arrogantly: "And it is the super suite of Xuanniao Hotel!"
"One night, let alone tens of thousands!"
Lingping is stupid: "So expensive? Aunty, your company is willing to reimburse you?"
"Of course!" said the aunt happily: "Don't look at it, I have done much!"
The spirit is safe, and he asked: "Auntie, that Yongzhou Ding is related to you!?"
"Hey!" Auntie smiled, very proud.
She raised an envelope in her hand: "Did you see it?"
"Just the bonus here..."
"It's..." She thought for a while, and said: "Tens of thousands!"
"So much money?" Lingping was shocked: "Auntie, you are rich!"
When he wanted to come, at most his aunt made a move.
Then I moved into this hotel as a member of the team.
This is normal.
So, it is normal that the bonus is only tens of thousands.
"Hey!" Auntie laughed: "Little Ping An, do you want me to bring you something back?"
Lingping's head immediately plucked like a rattle: "Auntie, I haven't removed the things you brought back last time!"
Last time, the big and small bags that this aunt brought back from Beizhou were all collected there by Ling.
Mostly lazy!
Unpacking is very troublesome.
My aunt's face suddenly looked a little ugly: "Little Ping An!"
Ling Ping'an quickly changed the subject and said, "Auntie, auntie, did my mother like to go to the soul wine shop in the park nearby to drink?"
Listen, my aunt frowned, remembered it carefully, and replied: "Not very clear!"
Her sister is the true pride of heaven!
I was admitted to the Federal Empire Central University at the age of 18, got a diploma in advance at the age of 20, and switched to studying biology. At the age of 22, he married an ordinary man somehow.
At that time, she was still young, just over three years old, so she can't remember.
It was this little nephew who gave birth to a child at the age of 23.
In her memory, her sister was always unsmiling.
Drinking?
Well, I like to drink.
But rarely go out to drink.
"Why are you asking this?" Li Anan asked.
"Last night, I found the puppet doll made by my mother in the soul wine shop..." Lingping said.
"Oh..." Li Anan nodded, she didn't think much, after all, when her sister passed away, she was actually in her ten years old and was still in junior high school.
After another thought, she became surprised again: "Why did that doll stay in that wine shop for so long?"
"I don't know!" Lingping said: "That's why I asked you!"
"Then I don't know!" Li Anan pouted her mouth~IndoMTL.com~ She seemed to have thought of something, holding her mobile phone, and walking towards the back room: "Little Ping An, Xiao Ping An...Wei Wei is also here, Would you like to say hello to Weiwei?"
Speaking, she was a little eager to try.
Ling Ping An knew that her aunt was not at ease, and quickly said: "Forget it..."
"Auntie, I still have something to do here... Hang up first!"
He immediately turned off the video.
Looking at the video that was shut down all at once, Ang Lee stomped angrily.
"Useless guy!" She angered.
But...
When I missed her, she thought of the sorority next month, and she was happy again.
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