Cultivating in the Colorful Divine Soil, Nüwa, Fengyue Yingchen White Dragon, and Yanwang Dragon had all advanced by one level, reaching the Superior Divine Dragon General level. This gave Zhu Minglang confidence again.
Moreover, the funds on hand were abundant. Zhu Minglang could continue to collect all kinds of soul beads and use the Loulong School's Psionic Water Wheel Method to cultivate another Divine Dragon General.
According to the development of several dragons, Cang Luan Qinghuang Dragon and Tian Sha Dragon should be more suitable to be promoted to the Divine Dragon General level.
"Exalted Immortal, Exalted Immortal. Just now, someone walked past you and seemed to have taken something." The Bai Ze crow suddenly flew over from the roof and landed on the railing beside Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang turned his head and glanced at the mediocre man walking naturally on the sloping street.
Just now, Zhu Minglang did have a strange feeling. He immediately checked his Qiankun Bracelet and found that the green bronze key he put in the Qiankun Bracelet was gone!
"Thief?" Zhu Minglang was a little surprised.
As a god with a strong divine sense, it was almost impossible for something to be stolen, unless the other party had some kind of magical power to steal other people's items, and could directly reach into other people's Qiankun Bracelet!
"Keep an eye on him," Zhu Minglang said to Baize Crow.
Crow Immortal had countless incarnations and small demons. As long as it called a few times, the crows living in the forest of Xuange Shendu would be affected by it and turn into standard Baize Crows.
Monitoring a person was too easy for Baize Crow. It could even always appear in the blind corner of the other party's line of sight and keep an eye on the other party without letting the other party notice. Of course, it could also appear at a distance where the other party could see but never touch, and use its pair of "Death God's Eyes" to torture the other party.
Xuange Shendu could now be said to be a gathering of gods. The representatives of the seven major Shenjiang gods, including those non-righteous gods, were also rushing to Xuange Shendu in order to understand some important information about the Northern Dipper Shenjiang. Xuange Shendu was unprecedentedly lively.
Someone who could steal something from him was definitely not an ordinary person.
If it was in the past, Zhu Minglang would immediately rush up and capture that guy, then break the tendons in his hands and feet as punishment. However, with the Bai Ze Crow watching over him, Zhu Minglang was not in a hurry.
Right now, he wanted to see how unlucky the God of Ostentation was.
"Exalted Immortal, what are you doing?" Seeing Zhu Minglang climbing up the roof, the Bai Ze crow asked curiously.
"How would I know if your Bad Luck spell worked if I didn't get to the top?" Zhu Minglang said.
"Exalted Immortal, you don't have to. You can go find a massage parlor with a young lady and let a young lady with good technique help you relieve your tired body. I can show you what you want to see with the Death God's Eye," the Bai Ze crow said.
After saying this, the Death God's Eye of the Bai Ze crow suddenly flickered. The evil red light reflected in Zhu Minglang's pupils. Zhu Minglang only felt that his eyes were an illusory red. Not long after, countless pocket-sized virtual images appeared in the air wall in front of him like a mirage …
"Over there is the thief just now. There are a total of seven little crows watching nearby. Even if one of them is accidentally lost, the other little crows will quickly lock onto it."
"You have to look at the Ostentation God. After all, the other party is a righteous god, so there can't be too many little crows wandering around nearby. Otherwise, it will be easy to be alerted by its divine sense. Only one of my incarnations is on the big camphor tree, watching the wine pavilion where they are."
The Bai Ze crow began to introduce its ability, and there was obviously a bit of pride in its words.
Zhu Minglang was also quite surprised. From the beginning, he noticed that the Crow Immortal's eyes were very special. He didn't expect it to have such an ability. It was too perfect. If there were enough Bai Ze crows in this Xuan Ge Imperial Capital, wouldn't he be able to monitor the entire Xuan Ge Imperial Capital and observe the movements of all the gods?
From the secret collusion of the righteous gods to the private tea party of the goddesses, everything would be visible at a glance!
This crow was not subdued in vain!
Although it would reduce his lifespan a little, Zhu Minglang's life was already very long now.
"Cough, cough, why is your little crow patrolling in the Female Hot Spring Restaurant?" When Zhu Minglang browsed through this pair of eyes, he quickly saw a scene that was not suitable for children. The white scene made Zhu Minglang once again confirm that this damn crow was definitely not a proper crow!
"It's purely a hobby, purely a hobby, hehe."
"…" Zhu Minglang was speechless.
Damn crow, it's quite honest!
"I am a righteous god, the god Fu Chen, who patrols the heavens and judges the gods. Since you are following me, don't do this kind of thing that damages your virtue in the future, do you understand?" Zhu Minglang said in a serious manner.
"Immortal's teachings are correct, immortal's teachings are correct … but the little crows that live in the forest of Xuan Ge Imperial Capital all year round told me that not long ago, Xuan Ge Imperial Capital was peeped at many times by a perverted thief. I don't know if that thief will be struck by lightning." The Crow Immortal laughed like a wild duck with a very unpleasant voice roaring in your afternoon nap!
Zhu Minglang's face turned black.
This damn crow seemed to be able to see some small sins in people's hearts.
Faced with this kind of thing, Zhu Minglang did not talk nonsense with the Crow Immortal. He directly snapped his fingers, and suddenly, a muffled thunder in the clear sky struck down without warning, directly turning the old tree that the Crow Immortal was standing on into charcoal.
"Wow! Wow! Wow! "The Crow Immortal flew to the distance in a panic and laughed apologetically.
"Show me the scene of the Ostentatious God," Zhu Minglang said.
"Yes!"
… …
Zhu Minglang really found a massage parlor, but he let a blind person treat him.
Zhu Minglang would never go to a brothel like the one described by the crow. He had never been there and didn't know where it was. Even if he knew where it was, he would definitely not go there.
However, when a blind woman with a delicate appearance came from outside the screen, Zhu Minglang's face showed a bit of strangeness. Not far away, the crow standing on the treetops outside the window made a cheap laugh again.
Zhu Minglang ignored the cheap crow and focused on staring at the Ostentatious God.
Zhu Minglang not only wanted to see the Ostentatious God's bad luck, but he also wanted to know the habits, abilities, and style of the Ostentatious God.
After all, the Ostentatious God was an existence at the level of God. Zhu Minglang could not act rashly. Ming Meng Shen was trapped by his heart devil, and his strength was greatly reduced. Zhu Minglang took advantage of this to defeat him. However, the Ostentatious God was different. He was a God.
… …
In the wine pavilion, an old man was soaking medicinal wine in the backyard. He should be the old chef of this wine pavilion, but he was old and had rheumatism. Every day, he relied on this method of soaking his feet in medicinal wine to relieve the pain.
"Old Fan, do you still have agarwood wine? Several distinguished guests have come. They said that they must have century-old agarwood wine, and they specifically asked for your dishes." The shopkeeper came and asked Old Chef Fan.
"Yes, yes, I will prepare it and put it in a jade jar," Old Chef Fan said.
Since the distinguished guests had come, Old Chef Fan could not continue soaking his feet in medicinal wine leisurely.
However, the medicinal wine had only been soaked for a while. It would be a pity to throw it away. Old Chef Fan thought for a while and took an old jar. He poured the half-soaked medicinal wine into the old jar and stored it first. He would continue to recuperate when he was done.
After putting on his shoes and socks, Old Chef Fan went into the kitchen and began to prepare the dishes.
Not long after, a waiter ran down in a hurry. As he walked, he complained, "Why are you so angry? We are just a little late. I told you to prepare the wine. Old Fan, Old Fan, where is the wine? Is it this jar?"
"Ah? Yes, yes, bring it up. "Old Fan was a little distracted. He was holding a ladle in his hand and did not have time to turn around to look.
The waiter picked up the old jar and walked towards the wine pavilion.
Since it was century-old agarwood wine, it naturally had to be a wine jar that looked old. Therefore, the waiter did not think much of it.
However, this scene fell into Zhu Minglang's sight. When the waiter carried the old jar to the room where the God of Swagger was, Zhu Minglang held his breath and concentrated.
He did not know what kind of god the God of Swagger was.
He did not know if he could detect this mistake.
If it was Saint Zhi or God Xuan Ge, they would definitely detect it.
They would definitely be able to detect such a small accident. Even if the wine was placed in front of them, they would definitely not taste it.
However, the God of Swagger obviously did not have this ability.
Most importantly, the God of Swagger did not seem to know much about wine. When he opened the lid and smelled the strange smell that assailed his nostrils, a fake smile appeared on his face. He said to the person who served him, "As expected of century-old agarwood. The fragrance is unique and intoxicating even before tasting it!"
Pang Lang took a whiff of the wine fragrance and frowned slightly. However, when he heard the God of Swagger's words, he naturally did not dare to say anything. Therefore, he quickly agreed with the God of Swagger, "It has indeed been a long time. I have never smelled this wine fragrance anywhere else. It is extremely strong!"
"Come, come, come. Today is the day we become friends. Let's drink!" The God of Swagger raised his cup. In order to show his sincerity, he raised his head and drank the medicinal wine that the old man soaked his feet in.
When Zhu Minglang saw this, he almost spat out the tea that he was about to drink onto the blind girl's chest.
"Young Master, did I do something wrong?" the blind girl asked carefully.
"No, no. Please continue. I just thought of some happy things and could not help but want to laugh." Zhu Minglang's face was already full of smiles.
"Oh, oh …" The blind girl could not see. Otherwise, when she saw Zhu Minglang's strange expression, she would definitely think that he had an ulterior motive. They were doing serious business here!
Zhu Minglang continued to monitor the God of Swagger.
The God of Swagger should be receiving people from Phecda Shenjiang.
That god looked handsome and dignified. There was a red cinnabar mark on his forehead, making him look like a handsome immortal. However, he drank the wine one mouthful after another. Even though every mouthful made him feel nauseous, he couldn't vomit in front of the God who was showing off his hospitality.
This handsome immortal from Phecda had a smile on his face while secretly curling his lips.
This wine was really f * cking disgusting. It rushed into his throat, smelled his nose, and felt like it was stirring his stomach.
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