The Mightiest Little Peasant

"You don't have to be so polite! Sit down!"

Lingbao Taoist stepped down the air step by step and came to the top of the square.

He smiled at the Quartet, his posture was easy-going, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of the Emperor Realm's frame.

"Too empty, Emperor Wa... all here!"

His eyes swept a few times in the crowd, first falling to Taixu Tian, ​​Wa Huang Tian and other thirty-three days of Confucianism. He smiled at the eldest sons and nodded.

Then his eyes turned to the Shi, Jiang, and other large clans, and nodded.

When his eyes fell on the side of the rain masters, when he saw the young man in white sitting beside him, he was startled. Then, his eyes brightened, and he smiled and said, "It must be Tang Xiaoyou from the Taoist Gate. !"

"Younger Tang Hao, I have seen Master Lingbao Dao!"

Tang Hao stood up again and bowed for a ceremony.

"Not bad!"

Lingbao Dao looked at Tang Hao and caressed his long beard with a look of admiration in his eyes.

This Tang Hao, even his spiritual master Taoist, has heard of it many times. This son was born in the lower realm, but he can have today's cultivation practice. It is really rare. The blood elder was not comparable to this one. .

"Tang Xiaoyou is the leader of the younger generation. Today I am looking forward to your performance!"

He smiled at Tang Hao.

Looking at this scene, many people in the Quartet showed jealousy.

So many forces, so many younger generations of geniuses, can only be seen by Lingbao Taoist Master, only this kid!

Even if the ignorant son, the god curse son, they inevitably showed a bit of jealousy.

Among the many eldest sons, only the two of them, together with Li Gongzi, are regarded as the younger generation, and the other sons are regarded as the previous generation. Naturally, they will not be jealous of people who are not their own generation.

After a few words of greeting, the Master Lingbao turned around and looked at the other clans.

Tang Hao sat down and continued to wait.

After a round of greetings, Lord Lingbao walked to the center of the square.

"Old Decay is here to represent Lingbaotian, and you are welcome to participate in this Lingbao event."

After he stood still, he rushed around.

"The Master is welcome!"

The public repair busy.

"Polite words don't say much about old age. As for the rules, you should all know. Then let's start quickly. What treasure we can fall into depends on your chance!"

He said, it was just a sleeve, and a glory of light drilled out of his sleeve robe and fell to the ground, showing a basin.

"This...is a cornucopia?"

Tang Hao looked at it, stunned.

This basin is really a bit shabby, it is a very simple large bronze basin, especially rustic.

"Yes! This is the cornucopia!"

The rain master Yan smiled aside.

When she first saw this pot, she also had such an expression.

"I depend! It's too earthy!"

Tushan four strange whispered.

They never imagined that the famous cornucopia was so cold!

Lingbao Dao reached out his hand and touched the pot, and he saw that the bronze treasure pot gave a light shock. The outer part of the pot was gradually lit by golden lines, and the ancient seals appeared one by one.

As these seals light up, centered on the treasure bowl, a ripple that is difficult to see with the naked eye swings towards the Quartet and disperses towards the Quartet's void.

"That is the principle of cause and effect! The pot... has been opened!"

Tang Hao said, Li Gongzi said.

"The ripples generated by these paths can penetrate any void barrier and spread to the entire Pangu world, and no corner can escape the induction of this treasure bowl."

When Fu Zhuan was all lit, Lingbao Taoist turned around, looked at the Quartet, and shouted aloud: "Who wants to be the first to try my luck?"

The voice fell, and no one answered for a long time.

Everyone is a little hesitant. After all, the first one who is going up must be the most concerned. If you have good luck and fall into a good baby, you will definitely be a sensation, but if you don't, it will be laughed at by everyone.

"Why, no one?" Lingbao Dao master smiled, "That old is going to be named!"

As he said, he glanced across the crowd.

"I come!"

For a moment, someone shouted and stood up.

Suddenly, the eyes on the square swept away.

"It's old Wu Ling!"

After seeing it clearly, everyone was a little surprised.

The person who spoke was the Lord of Wushen Mountain, Wuling Divine Monarch.

"Since you don't dare to come first, then I'll be fine!" Wuling Divine Monarch strode forward, with a look of magnificence, "I was lucky at the last ceremony, and fell to an emperor weapon, I Thinking of this time, my luck is certainly good!"

"Haha! Wuling old man, you think too beautiful, and you want to drop an emperor weapon? That emperor weapon was thrown away by your Wushen Mountain ancestor. It happened to be recovered by you. Where is your Wushen Mountain? The lost emperor!"

"That's it!"

Quite a few robbery laughed.

In the Luobao Grand Ceremony, the supreme device is naturally the best, but it is extremely rare. The emperor device is considered to be the best, and it can be regarded as a good luck if it can be dropped into one.

"Huh! Why not? My Wushen Mountain's history is not much worse than that of your clan. There have been many shocking figures in the history of Wushen Mountain." Wuling Shenjun groaned angrily.

With that said, he strode to the center of the square.

He walked towards the Lingbao Tao first before he walked to the cornucopia.

He was about to raise his hand and put it on the pot. He seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

Not far away in front of him, the young man in white sat abruptly and looked with a smile.

"Damn it! It's this kid again, so fucking mad!"

Wu Ling Shen Jun's face was black, and he scolded.

He immediately moved and turned around, no longer facing the young man in white.

For him, this kid is a broom star, but he never got lucky when he met this kid.

"Blessed by the fathers and ancestors, I must give me luck and let me find our lost treasure in Wushen Mountain!"

He closed his eyes, folded his hands, and prayed towards the sky.

Then he took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, and put it on the basin.

Suddenly, the cornucopia was shaken violently, and a golden divine light rose from the basin, a circle of ripples, centered on the basin, madly swaying towards the four sides.

"What a dazzling light!"

Everyone in the square whispered and raised their hands to cover their eyes.

"Is there any good baby born?"

Many people wondered.

It was half loud, and the violent movement slowly subsided, and the divine light also disappeared. Then, above the cornucopia, the sky suddenly rippled, a dark thing fell, and the sound of the clang fell into In the basin.

Everyone got up, Qi Qi opened his eyes wide.

The Wuling Divine Emperor also showed anxious color, and quickly looked closely.

After he saw it clearly, he was shocked, such as being struck by lightning, his face full of rejoicing, the color of expectation, they were all frozen there.

Gradually, his face went upright, ugly.

What is the emperor, not even the hijacker, which is in the basin at the moment, is a token. It is their identity token from Wushen Mountain a long time ago. If he broke it, it would be a piece of garbage.