True Monarch White Crane majestically swept its gaze over all the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group. If it were a flying sword competition or a martial arts competition, it wouldn't have dared to act so majestically in front of the fellow daoists of the group.
But if it was a car race, it had nothing to fear!
In the past, it had assumed the appearance of an ordinary human and won several world-class car races in a row. In those years, the ordinary human that he had transformed into was known as the King of Car Racing!
Although a hand-guided tractor wasn't a car race, it was still a vehicle! As long as it had four wheels … no, as long as it had wheels, True Monarch White Crane was confident of winning the championship!
"If I become the champion of the hand-guided tractor competition, I'll surely get closer to Venerable White and get closer to him, right?" This was what True Monarch White was thinking.
Therefore, he bravely stepped forward. So what if all the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group fought over him? Let the storm come fiercely, he was fearless!
The fellow daoists in the group glanced at each other. A few of them secretly nodded and clenched their fists. This stupid bird was too arrogant. Even if it was already a Sixth Grade True Monarch, they still had to teach it an unforgettable lesson for the rest of its life!
"Good." Venerable White laughed and continued, "In addition, every competition has to have a reward. Since I'm the organizer of this competition, I'll be the one to provide the reward. The top six, hmm, or rather, the top five of this hand-guided tractor competition will all be the winners of this competition. After the competition is over, the first five will follow me to explore some ruins at the bottom of the sea. "
Originally, Venerable White wanted to bring six fellow daoists with him to the ruins. However, one of the spots was reserved for True Monarch White Crane as a reward for helping Venerable White deal with the Instructor Li Jr. incident.
"Ruins?" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun asked out of curiosity, "Senior White, what kind of ruins are they?"
"Hmm, it's a very old ruin. It seems to be a product of the 'previous era'. Before I went into secluded meditation, I accidentally collided with a warship and discovered these ruins … but since I was about to go into secluded meditation, I didn't have the time to explore the ruins. So, I sealed and hid the entrance of the ruin, "Venerable White explained.
The previous era referred to the era of the old Wielder of the Will.
As soon as Venerable White's voice fell, the fellow daoists in the group immediately became very interested.
A product of the 'previous era'? If that was the case … would there be information related to 'longevity' in it?
One had to know that during the era of the Old Wielder of the Will, there were many geniuses with the 'Will of the Heavens' that created their own 'Dao'. Although they couldn't inherit the Will of the Heavens and become eternal, they could take half a step forward in the Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender Realm and come into contact with the mysteries of immortality.
In the current era, there was a high chance that one could find information about longevity in the well-preserved ruins of the Old Will of the Heavens!
This was information about immortality! Although it might be someone else's dao, he could use it as a reference and fuse it into his own dao in the future.
Immediately, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group felt an itch in their hearts.
"Cough, cough!" The baboon-like Three Waves patted his chest and said, "Senior White, how can I, Three Waves, miss out on such a meaningful event like the hand-guided tractor competition? Let's drive the hand-guided tractors and welcome the rising sun, heading toward a bright new era! I, Three Waves, want to participate in the competition. Don't stop me! "
As soon as Thrice Reckless finished speaking, the female disciple of the Chu family that was acting as a guide blinked her eyes and asked curiously, "Eh? Senior, isn't your daoist name Su Clan's Seven?"
The female disciple of the Chu family still remembered that the name of this baboon-like senior was Su Clan's Seven!
Earlier, when he threatened the school head of the Illusory Sword School, Xu Zheng, he said, 'I, Su Clan's Seven, love to challenge a sect by myself! ]
How domineering was that?
With just a few words, the school head of the Illusory Sword School obediently took off his daoist robe in front of everyone.
At that time, the female disciple of the Chu family became a loyal fan of Su Clan's Seven.
Therefore, she firmly remembered the daoist name 'Su Clan's Seven'. She even felt that even if this senior was in the form of a baboon, he still looked awesome and handsome!
"…" Three Waves.
"Pfff, pfff, pfff ~" The surrounding Beihe Sanren, Cave Lord Snow Wolf, Dharma King Creation, and True Monarch Fallout all burst out laughing.
"Eh?" Chu Kong blinked her eyes in puzzlement. Did she say something wrong?
Three Waves … suffered internal injuries!
After Three Waves took the lead, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group patted their chests and said that they wanted to participate in the eye-catching hand-guided tractor competition.
Dongfang Six Fairies: "Senior White, for the sake of the ruins of the previous era, count me in!"
Beihe Sanren: "Now that I think about it, the hand-guided tractor competition might be very interesting."
"Actually, I used to drive a hand-guided tractor many years ago. At that time, it was very eye-catching to have a hand-guided tractor." Cave Lord Snow Wolf said that he wanted to use his real body to participate in the hand-guided tractor competition.
True Monarch Ancient Heguan: "Actually, I also had a tractor manufacturing factory in the past. I'll definitely get into the first five places! "
When faced with the temptation of the ruins of the previous era, moral integrity and whatnot could be restored after a good night's sleep.
Finally, the nearby Yellow Mountain Zhenjun calmly put down the rice bowl in his hand … he had finally finished eating it. "In that case, I'll provide the hand-guided tractors needed for the competition. As for the exact number of participants, you can register with me. I'll arrange a batch of hand-guided tractors according to the number of participants as soon as possible. "
Of course, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun wouldn't tell the fellow daoists in the group that when Venerable White said that he wanted to learn how to drive, he gave him a hand-guided tractor, hehehe.
"In that case, it's settled!" The fellow daoists in the group signed up one after another.
…
…
After calculating the number of participants, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun thought of another matter. "Right, has Shuhang Little Friend returned yet?"
"True Monarch, is there something you need from him?" Beihe Sanren asked.
"Yes, it's about time to give him a big red packet!" Yellow Mountain Zhenjun said as he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little pekingese Doudou.
Doudou shouted, "What are you doing, stupid Huangshan?"
"It's time to go home," Yellow Mountain Zhenjun said.
"No, I'll lose face if I go home just because you said so!" Doudou said coldly, "At the very least, you have to come out yourself and cross thousands of mountains and rivers to find me, then bring me back! This is the basic sincerity, do you understand sincerity? "
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun laughed and said, "Stop fooling around, you've been playing outside for long enough this time, don't bother Song Shuhang's Little Friend anymore. Go home."
"No, I don't want to go back! I still want to shoot a movie with Song Shuhang, I want to be the main character of the movie, I want to be a big star, I absolutely don't want to go back! "Doudou waved her paws and shouted.
"This time, it's not up to you to decide." True Monarch Yellow Mountain stretched out his hand and took out a dog leash, putting it on Doudou.
"Stupid Huangshan, I'm going to kill you!" Doudou gritted her teeth and said, "I advise you to quickly untie the collar, otherwise don't blame me for being rude! I'm going to sing the song of the stupid Huangshan! "
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun was speechless.
Before Doudou could sing the song of the stupid Huangshan, the Yellow Mountain Zhenjun hurriedly snapped his fingers.
Then, a function of the collar was activated!
A light flashed!
At this time, Doudou spoke, "Woof woof woof woof woof ~"
Huh? Why is it just barking?
After barking a few times, Doudou was confused.
Then, it tried to change its language and continued to speak, "Woof woof woof woof."
Still, it couldn't make human sounds?
Doudou broke down. It changed a few languages in one breath, but it could only bark, and even the sound was very soft.
"Hehe, this is a newly refined dog collar. Not long ago, I discovered that the 'muting function' in the group chat is very useful. Then, I tried to modify your collar. "Yellow Mountain Zhenjun said proudly.
The real-life version of the 'muting spell' didn't mute sound, but it prevented Doudou from speaking in human language. It could only let out 'woof woof' sounds.
"Woof woof woof woof woof ~" Doudou kept barking, but the function of the collar was very powerful. Even though it was barking with all its might, its voice was only that loud. It sounded like the cute barking of a puppy when it was acting cute.
"Hmm, the whole world is quiet now. This is great." Yellow Mountain Zhenjun sighed.
Doudou rolled its eyes in despair. The 'Great Muting Spell' was actually brought to reality by Yellow Mountain Zhenjun. Could it still play happily?!
Three Waves, who was at the side, came over, stretched out his hand to touch Doudou's chin, and sighed, "Sure enough, Doudou who doesn't know how to speak human language is cuter."
"Awooo ~" Doudou jumped up and pounced on Three Waves's head. It opened its big mouth and bit down on Three Waves' head!
Indistinctly, blood or saliva flowed down from Three Waves' forehead …
Three Waves: "…"
Beihe Sanren turned his head, took out his mobile phone, and took a photo of Three Waves and Doudou. The picture of a baboon wearing a daoist robe and a Pekingese dog biting his head was really great.
Although they weren't of the same species, when people saw this picture, they couldn't help but think of that poem — they were born from the same root, so why rush to torture each other?
Yellow Mountain Zhenjun stretched out its hand and grabbed Doudou from Three Waves' head.
Afterward, Yellow Mountain Zhenjun said, "Since I was going to deliver the hand-guided tractors to you, I thought of the big red packet I was going to give to Little Friend Song Shuhang. Speaking of which, I already owe Little Friend Song Shuhang two red packets. The red packet for taking care of Doudou for such a long time, and the red packet for receiving Venerable White when he came out of seclusion. "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
