Chapter 122 My mentality has changed, and the ancestral witches hold a meeting

Perfect Prehistoric 2.0.

The version I am most familiar with.

I have played more than a million games with Demon King Shirakawa-level human-machine alone.

That's a perverted version!

The character's basic attributes are twice as high as the player's character attributes, and its operation is even more ridiculously powerful.

I am someone who can defeat even Demon King Bai Chuan!

The game begins.

I locked onto Bai Chuan without any hesitation.

Fuxi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then locked Tongtian.

Tongtian, the design of this character is all about bells and whistles.

The sword has been played with to a degree.

Fuxi is also very familiar with version 2.0.

So...a moment later.

"Come again."

I slapped an eighth-turn golden elixir on the coffee table, and then started the game again.

After another moment.

"Come again!"

Another eight-turn golden elixir was photographed on the coffee table, and my expression changed slightly.

After another moment.

"Come again!"

My mentality has changed.

"Fellow Taoist." Fuxi pushed back a pile of Nine-turn Golden Pills:

"It's just a game, don't take it too seriously."

I looked at the screen silently, and then slowly spoke:

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, teach the poor Taoist."

Seeing this scene, Tongtian's lips almost reached the back of his head.

Finally, it was not that he was brutally tortured by his eldest brother, but there was still someone who could control his eldest brother.

Yuanshi was also a little silent. Each game was actually only a four or six game.

However, it is precisely because four or six are open and the gap is getting closer and closer that I will play one game after another.

There has to be a time to win!

Bai Chuan yawned and said:

"Why don't I, senior brother, go play version 3.0?

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi has updated a lot of things in it, and the playability is much more than that of 2.0."

"Okay." I nodded, and then took out the 2.0 cassette.

Bai Chuan looked at Fuxi, and then spoke again:

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, don't play all the time. Let's go to the Poor Viewing Formation together."

"Good." Fuxi smiled and nodded:

"The three fellow Taoists can play as they please. Fellow Taoist Pindao and Baichuan should stay in seclusion for a period of time."

"No problem!" Tongtian smiled, then took the handle:

"You just need to be in seclusion with peace of mind. If anything happens, Pindao will solve it."

"Bai Chuan." Nuwa waved her hand:

"Do you have any other TV series? Xiaoliu and I will go watch them."

Bai Chuan thought for a while, then smiled and said:

"The TV series is gone, but there are still some movies."

With that said, Bai Chuan threw a small brass ball to Nuwa:

"There are more than 3,000 movies in it. Take your time and read it. If it's not enough, go to the warehouse and look for it. There should be a lot more."

Styx looked at everyone, and then asked Tongtian:

"Fellow Taoist, can I play a few games with you?"

Styx has always been... the silent type.

With the arrangements almost complete, Baichuan and Fuxi arrived at the Qionguan Formation.

If the Wu Clan comes, there is still Bai Ze here, so there is no need to worry.

As for Di Jun and Tai Yi, who promised to come to visit...

Then we can only wait.

At this time, Baichuan and Fuxi were seated under the Qionguan Formation.

"Do you have any ideas, fellow Taoist?" Fuxi spoke first.

"Yeah." Bai Chuan nodded and said:

"I already have a direction for my own breakthrough to the Quasi-Sage. I can look at the past and the future, and all things in the past.

"Just for my fellow Taoists..."

Bai Chuan frowned and spoke in a low voice:

"I don't have too many thoughts."

"It doesn't matter." Fuxi smiled and waved his hand:

"Actually, Pindao himself has already thought of the way forward. Fellow Taoist Baichuan will proceed in his own direction. Pindao will not fall behind fellow Taoist."

"Good." Bai Chuan smiled, and then Wu Xin faced Yuan and formed a formation.

The retreat between the two begins...

At the same time, other people's actions did not fall behind.

Halfway up Buzhou Mountain, two figures were standing.

Emperor Jun, Taiyi.

After arranging the affairs of Wanzu, the two people headed towards the top of Buzhou Mountain.

There is a forbidden sky in Buzhou Mountain. Even though Taiyi, who is already a quasi-sage, can break through the forbidden sky, he still chooses to walk because of that awe.

"How come this staircase is gone at this point?" Taiyi asked with some confusion.

"I don't know." Di Jun shook his head:

"But it doesn't matter, just climb the rest of the way."

The purpose of the two of them was to see the top of Buzhou Mountain.

The Taiyin Goddess returned to Taiyin, and only the two brothers were left on this journey.

"Brother, after we reach the top, shall we meet fellow Taoist Bai Ze and the others?" Taiyi asked Di Jun as he climbed up.

"Not bad." Di Jun jumped up, landed on a boulder, and said with a smile:

"It just so happens that fellow Daoist Bai Ze and his dojo are also on Mount Buzhou."

The two of them went up very fast.

The Wu clan on the other side held a meeting again.

In Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestral witches gathered together.

"Brother!" Gonggong took out the stored magic weapon containing the Three Lights Divine Water and said:

"I heard from my little sister that Bai Ze needs this Three Light Divine Water very much. Can we use this thing to exchange for something with Bai Ze?"

Di Jiang frowned slightly when he heard this:

"Gonggong, the great road of Qin, don't you need this water?"

Hearing this, Gonggong grinned, showing his white teeth:

"I have more than enough!"

As he spoke, Gonggong shook another storage magic weapon in his hand.

This one was slightly different, it was a red-orange necklace with a hint of pure yang on it.

Dong Wanggong's...

Ju Mang touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said:

"If you want to talk about trading, I have some ideas here."

"What ideas?" Hou Tu blinked and looked at Ju Mang.

The eyes of all the ancestor witches fell on Ju Mang.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said:

"I have some ideas too, but brother Ju Mang, you go first."

Ju Mang's mouth twitched and rolled his eyes:

"Zhu Lao Er, you go first."

"That's fine." Zhu Jiuyin smiled and stretched out three fingers, put down one, and said:

"I know about this Sanguang Divine Water, it is a healing holy object.

"So I think he needs this divine water to make pills, and his alchemy may have a major breakthrough because of this thing.

"So if it's a trade, we can make some excessive demands.

"First, the way of cooking.

"This fellow Daoist Bai Ze entered Taoism through cooking. If the guess is correct, the complete cooking should have the effect of increasing cultivation. The effect of eating for people of our Wu clan should not be bad." Zhu Jiuyin put down the second finger and continued: "Second, the golden elixir. "We need to cover up the turbid air on our bodies. In fact, it doesn't matter whether we cover it up or not, but I heard that small and big witches need this very much. Covering up the breath makes it more convenient to hunt." Zhu Jiuyin put down the third finger again and continued: "Third, magic weapon. "Hou Tu's little sister once said that fellow Daoist Bai Ze's brother is good at refining tools, and can even refine a 'magic weapon' that can be used without the soul. "This is very important for our Wu clan. "Moreover, such magic weapons should be inferior to the grade, and it should be easy for that fellow Daoist to refine."