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Chapter 70 The second play of the Small Theater of the Underground Palace of the Shaman Temple!

Chapter 70 The second shot in the small theater of Wu Temple Underground Palace!

Wu Tong was shocked inexplicably.

After searching all the ancient books, he vaguely guessed that the Xi Kingdom might have become famous in the Xia Dynasty because of the invention of iron tools. When the iron tools benefit the people, their fortunes and merits will be brought back to Xidu and add to their background.

This is all a matter of course. It is not surprising, but what is puzzling is that this luck gathers too early, and with Xiguo's current strength, there is no right to gather luck.

As a great wizard, Wu Tong has been to the imperial capital, traveled to all directions, and even barbarians and barbarians and wilders have set foot on it. Along the way, he saw that the weak vassal states and barbarian tribes had no luck, and only the powerful vassal states had the phenomenon of gathering luck.

And now the country of Xi actually gathers luck?

Wu Tong was a little puzzled, and his mind was messy, as if something had fallen.

Luck is an illusory thing that cannot be controlled, nor can it add a little strength to the country or the monarch. However, the amount of luck indicates the foundation of a country. The stronger the country, the more prosperous it is, the more prosperous it is, the more prosperous it is.

A powerful witch and god can understand the world by observing luck, just like Yao Yun’s previous life, when people can judge a country’s comprehensive strength based on GDP.

Wu Tong is not good at fighting, but he is a great witch who can observe his luck and know the world. He is full of doubts, and after the doubts, he is surprised.

"Although I don't know what happened, it's a great thing no matter what I look at. Xiguo is about to rise, hahahahahaha, God has eyes!"

Wu Tong, who was confused in the past, burst into tears, and he followed King Xuan to the remote southern barbarian land. He came with a passion for doing a great thing, but ten years of wasted nothing, and as King Xuan disappeared, the past passion was even more exhausted.

Wu Tong felt very sad inside, and his usual optimism and easy-goingness were just helpless compromise.

Now that I finally saw hope again, how could Wu Tong not be ecstatic? He didn't understand why Xidu's luck gathered, but he vaguely guessed that all this must be related to King Xi.

Wu Tong couldn't help but think of King Xuan and Master Long.

Since the second master of Long returned to Xidu and met the prince, the prince seemed to have been reborn. From hitting the barbarian tribe with a tremendous amount to refining fine well salt, from the profound layout of the sales of fine well salt to the rectification of the ghosts of Xidu, he has now refined the world's first iron tool.

Everything is eye-catching. Even the king of cultivation has shown extraordinary talent. At this progress, the king of the king may really become a true qi refiner next year.

All the things that happened in just a few months appeared in Wu Tong's mind, like a dream, making people unable to believe that this is true.

"What did Master Long hide? There is nothing in this world that can transform a person, but how can the king explain the changes? Could it be that the king awakens the bloodline of the imperial clan and is born with a god-like man?"

Wu Tong was extremely entangled after being happy. Now he finally understood why Mr. Long was itchy and restless not long ago.

The secret truth is right in front of me, but I can't find out. This feeling is extremely uncomfortable. Wu Tong only felt that tens of thousands of ants crawled through his body.

Wu Tong paced back and forth in the house, thinking hard.

"Well, come to Mr. Long and go to the underground palace together to ask Mr. Long again!"

Wu Tong was so itchy that he decided to go to Mr. Long to find out again, and maybe he would just talk.

As he left, Wu Tong remembered something and silently recited the mysterious witch curse. In a flash, the cloud of luck above Xidu was covered by a cloud of mist. Even if it was a god, it would be difficult for the great witch to see it thoroughly.

After doing these, Wu Tong said: "I almost got old and forgot to hide my luck."

Wu Temple Underground Palace.

Wu Tong and the bald dragon came together. On the way, the bald dragon was still a little unbelievable, so he asked: "Wu Lao Er, are you saying true? In such a broken place in Xiguo, there will be luck in the backwards. Is it a mistake or is it you, an old boy, fooling me!"

Wu Tong shook his head: "I don't have this free time. If it weren't true, I would have taken you to find Master Long to ask clearly?"

Bald Dragon: "That's right, but my brother's brain was broken and he knew to smile foolishly all day long. The last time he asked about his prince, he almost made me angry! "

Wu Tong smiled bitterly, and felt a vague feeling in his heart. This time, he might be in vain.

While talking, the two of them came to the pool deep in the underground palace.

The second master of Long Aotian was seriously injured and needed to be meticulous and unable to move around. However, as a dragon, he still had the strength. When one person and one dragon went to the underground palace, the second master of Long noticed it.

When the two of them walked into the pool, the center of the pool was sparkling, and a huge faucet broke through the water surface.

"Brother, Second Elder, why do you have time to see me today?"

The bald dragon said angrily: "You are thinking too much, brother, I am not in the mood to see you. Is Wu Lao Er going to ask you something?"

Second Master Long could smile again. Seeing this scene, the bald dragon almost choked to death.

Fortunately, the two dragons did not continue the conversation, so the second master of Long turned his attention to Wu Tong.

Wu Tong smiled and said his purpose:

"I just watched the celestial phenomena at night. When I saw the wonder of the air flowing in Xidu, I was very curious, so I wanted to ask Master Long for advice."

Second Master Long was quite surprised, but this expression flew away and said as if nothing had happened: "Second Elder, observing the celestial phenomena at night, divination and prophecy are your Wu Zhu's unique skill, why did you ask me about this dragon?"

Wu Tong smiled bitterly: "Second Master Long, no secret words are spoken. Do you know that this luck is mostly related to the king, oh, that is, it is related to Prince Yun. He invented iron tools, a tool that is better than bronze tools and can spread the world in large numbers. This is a contribution to the world, and this is the only way to bring good fortune to the world."

When Master Long heard this, he was relieved. The prince Yun had indeed understood the mystery of the Huangshi Heavenly Book. This little guy was still modest, which was really interesting. As he thought about it, Master Long smiled with relief.

That's right, it's the "Auntie Laugh", the same recipe is original.

The bald dragon who was observing silently felt a little pain in his heart and was so depressed that he could not breathe.

Seeing that the Second Master Long did not answer, Wu Tong continued:

"What's strange is that Xidu's luck shouldn't have gathered at this time. It seems that some kind of power or great magical power gathered luck in advance. This is really strange. Second Master, you followed King Xuan to fight, have you succeeded?"

When Master Long heard this, light suddenly reflected in his eyes. The legendary Yellowstone Heavenly Book has great power to promote the times. It turned out that they were all true. Prince Yun invented iron tools and seemed to have mastered the supreme supernatural powers of communicating the merits of qi fortune. Don’t this confirm the legend one by one?

Thinking of this, Long Erye’s “aunt smile” became even brighter, just like the Bodhisattva in Yao Yun’s world, chuckling with flowers and compassion!

After a while, Master Long still looked like "auntie smiles", and his whole heart was immersed in some fantasy.

Wu Tong, the bald dragon looked at each other in a slight manner, it was a hell!

Bald Dragon said helplessly: "Wu Lao Er, Ben Long has told you a long time ago. He is so crazy that he smiles all day long."

Wu Tong was sweating coldly, Second Master, you'd like to reply.

The atmosphere on the scene was a little awkward for a while.

Wu Tong did not give up, so he continued: "No matter what, Lao I and Mr. Long should also know some inside information, otherwise we would not have the motivation to continue assisting the little king."

Another silence.

The bald dragon's teeth were itchy, and Wu Tong sighed in disappointment and shook his head, making gestures to leave.

Just as one person and one dragon were about to leave, Master Long spoke, with "auntie smile" still hanging on his face, and he heard the sound:

"King Xuan and we failed, but the prince Yun did not. Before that, we did not discover the prince's talent, but after that day, I realized!"

"What do you understand?" One man and one dragon hurriedly asked.
Chapter completed!
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