Chapter 1073: Small Flying Anchor, Sickness
Chapter 1073: Small Flying Anchor, Chills (Two in One)
Click!
Debris avalanche.
The ground is cracked due to accumulated pressure, and the rocks are covered with dense lines.
"Huh, huh, it's so heavy."
Liang Qu and the fat catfish walked one after the other, dragging the frog king anchor together and walking on the bottom of the water.
The boots were pulled out of the mud pit and the big anchor was dropped in front of the whirlpool. Liang Qu felt like he was a coach in the martial arts examination in the past, holding bronze pillars such as the dragon and tiger to measure strength in public.
The quality of the weapon itself is not that exaggerated. It is just that after being "infected" by the holder for many years, the "essence" of the spiritual weapon has been continuously enhanced, which can achieve the mysterious effect of being heavy for outsiders but light for the holder. This is especially true for the weapons of the Demon King and the Martial Saint.
Fu Bo also has this characteristic.
If you put pressure on an ordinary hunting tiger, the opponent might be unable to get up.
Replica of Water Gun!
"Anyone who is qualified and raises the Water God's Spear will gain the Water God's power..."
Back then, Xu Yuelong and Wei Lin used two mysterious weapons to launch a surprise attack on the Ghost Mother Sect's Zhenxiang. Perhaps they obtained some essence and blood or something, or maybe it was all controlled by the Martial Saint thousands of miles away?
Liang Qu guessed on his own, and without slowing down, he dropped the big anchor on Ah Fei's back and asked it to deliver the things to Pingyang first.
After much difficulty in convincing the Frog King to re-refine the weapon, it is necessary to send the weapon to the imperial capital as soon as possible and hand it over to the Tiangong craftsman.
The best part is, there’s no extra cost!
The principle is the same as giving three Luan Dian Feng Dao Dan to Hai Fangzhu to help him overthrow the Eight Claw King. Jianghuai Longjun is a high-quality project among "Dashun Venture Capital".
The risks are controllable and the benefits are huge.
If you fail, all your resources for refining will be wasted, but you won't make enemies by intervening indirectly.
If you succeed, you can get the dividends from the Dragon Palace treasury with interest, and at the same time gain a more reliable political ally, restart the Huai River, and hopefully restore the old Dragon King's glory days!
Liang Qu acts as a witness to the intermediary transactions. At the same time, relying on his good reputation, he also works part-time as a matchmaker and investment promoter, acting as a project manager.
Xuanbing is well-refined, and the scraps from the refining cannot be secretly taken. It is his consistent life creed to have basic respect for the strong. However, the Frog King has always been generous. If it is happy, it may be able to get some benefits from the seams of the webbed feet!
Inside the Vortex Palace, the two top-quality precious fishes that were just exchanged by assembling the town were swinging their tails!
Go back and ask Tata to make grilled fish, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and the soup will be delicious!
The tide rises and falls.
Eddy currents in waterways swirl around and pick up mud and sand.
The fat catfish flapped its fins, carried a large anchor on its back, and rushed into the waterway with a grunt.
There was a boom.
The big anchor hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The anchor hook grabbed the fat catfish's tail, causing it to trip and fall to the ground. The anchor rod fell and pressed down on it, with half of its body outside the waterway and the other half inside.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The waterway sucked and spun desperately, and the half body inside was like a person entering a washing machine, turning over and over again, with its belly moving up and down and hitting the ground heavily, making a regular muffled sound.
"Uluru."
A large string of bubbles burst out of the fat catfish's mouth.
"Ok?"
Liang Qu was surprised and picked up the anchor.
The fat catfish's tail was free and it was thrown out dizzy.
Liang Qu lifted up the Xuan Bing and pushed it into the whirlpool again, but it was still useless. The whirlpool rolled up twice and the big anchor crashed to the ground.
Can't transmit!
Take a step forward.
Liang Qu spun for a dozen breaths and then jumped into the water.
The sun was shining brightly, and a fishing boat happened to be passing by on the water. The black-sailed boat dragged out fan-shaped ripples, making golden light flicker along the water's surface.
hiss!
"Above the level of Martial Saint, can't the water channel teleport?"
Liang Qu knew that the vortex waterway had its limits. For example, Big Fat and Second Fat Frog were too big and could neither get in nor get out nor move. He never expected that the Frog King Xuan Bing also had the same limit!
The gap in “capital” is too big, exceeding the carrying capacity of the waterway?
The anchor is too big, especially with its odd shape. If measured in a hundred meters, even if the fat catfish has a naturally huge mouth, it cannot swallow the [Vortex Palace]... There is no way to get away with it.
"My king, can you control the flight of the black soldier and let me lead the way so that it goes straight to the imperial capital?" Liang Qu gave up the waterway transmission and returned to the cave entrance. His little Fu Bo had this function. Before this, the Prison-Suppressing Sword of the Dragon Elephant Martial Saint also brought the letter from He Bo.
The Frog King was surprised: "Can the Xuanbing fly by itself?"
"..."
Human forging is indeed an extraordinary craft.
The Frog King rubbed his claws and webbed feet: "After refining, can my anchor fly by itself?"
"Should... it be possible?" Liang Qu didn't dare to guarantee it.
He thought that the cultivation methods of humans and demons were different, and the Demon King might not have a way to guide his "self-nature". Moreover, the Frog King had the big anchor after he invented the anchor. At that time, the Frog King was already the Demon King. Perhaps the big anchor could not fly, and that was the difference.
The big anchor flew by itself and hit the worm's head.
The Frog King was very excited. He was extremely concerned about something that was originally insignificant. He pondered for a while and said, "Is it enough to just send the anchor to the imperial capital you mentioned?"
"Correct."
"Specific location."
"Your Majesty, wait a moment..." Liang Qu asked Otter to drive the shuttle waterway and quickly return to the imperial capital. He felt the spiritual connection and pointed out a precise direction. "This direction is about 120 miles away from the Frog King Cave to the Dragon Palace! Oh, there should be several Martial Saints there."
The frog king turned over and stood up, pressing down with his feet and stepping on the big anchor.
"pay close attention!"
Liang Qu was alert and quickly asked Ah Fei to stay where he was and obey his orders. He stretched out his limbs and held the big anchor handle tightly, like a little frog lying on a lotus leaf.
After sensing it several times, the Frog King, knowing what was going on, grabbed the anchor and confirmed that it was correct, with the muscles on his arms bulging.
Guessing what Toad was going to do, Liang Qu quickly reminded him, "My King, please go outside! It's not good to cause misunderstandings!"
"Cuck!"
I don't know whether it understood or not, the toad's belly bulged, it croaked, and using its paws as the axis, it suddenly exerted force from the bottom of the water, shaking its belly, rotating the anchor a few times, and then throwing it out of its claws like a chain!
puff!
A large area of vacuum was blasted out from the frog tribe’s territory!
The water area within a five-mile radius centered on the Frog King Cave was emptied and the algae shattered.
Millions of tons of water rushed back, shaking the earth!
The big anchor broke through the water surface and stretched across the sky. After blasting a circle of conical white mist, it cut through thousands of miles of white clouds, thousands of miles of dark clouds, and then thousands of miles of white clouds again, occasionally mixed with a few dark clouds. After a repeated cycle of light-dark-light, it flew straight to the north!
Pingyang Prefecture.
Su Guishan, Xu Yuelong and Wei Lin opened the window at the same time, only to see a flash of light flash and disappear into the sky.
"..."
They unexpectedly sensed a familiar aura from the stream of light...
"You really know how to play." Xu Yuelong shook his wrist and swung the fishing rod.
The wind was whistling and the clothes were fluttering.
"Worthy!"
Liang Qu lay on the anchor head, hearing no sound and seeing nothing clearly. The world was on mute. His pupils dilated and he looked around in shock.
This terrifying acceleration! Even a tiger hunter would be crushed into a pulp! Even he felt a little dizzy.
fierce!
Rejoice!
Wherever the big anchor passes, the sky and the earth are connected, and the blue sky is clear and cloudless.
Chishan travels 100,000 miles a day, but it is definitely not that fast!
I don’t know how long.
The big anchor has a slightly slower speed.
Liang Qu tried his best to control the airflow, using the moist clouds in the sky to create an auxiliary track to prevent the large anchor from landing in the town. At the same time, he estimated the landing point based on the real-time position of the Otter in the chain.
Probably...
Cangzhou?
Cangzhou is the gateway to the imperial capital, and the Frog King has grasped the distance just right.
The sound of wind gradually caught up from behind, and the silent world regained its vitality. Liang Qu estimated forwards and backwards and found that it was well controlled, and the big anchor just fell into the Beijing-Lanzhou Canal!
Rumble!
Thunder exploded in the sky.
The magistrate of Cangzhou rushed out of the yamen, stared at the remnants of clouds in the sky, his eyes bloodshot and he held his head tightly.
What flew by?
First, a man named Xingyi was assassinated, and then a meteorite fell from the sky. How could a prefect like me have such a miserable fate?
Don't come over here!
"Master! Master! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Save them, prepare to save them!"
The waves sparkled, reflecting the sun's heat. The weather was getting hotter. It was the busy time of the Beijing-Lancang Canal. The boatmen passing by were walking on the deck when they suddenly saw a huge anchor flying across the sky. They were stunned on the spot.
锚？
Anchors are for ships.
What kind of ship is flying in the sky? With such a big anchor?
A thought flashed through his mind, and then he was filled with great fear. He wanted to escape, but before everyone's body could react.
boom!
The river is crossed!
The canal exploded with a loud bang, and a splash of water appeared!
The terrifying waves covered the sky and the sun, and both sides of the canal were shrouded in it, and all merchant ships were sailing in a daze.
The shadow covered the deck, and the boatman shouted "My life is over", closed his eyes tightly, and waited for death.
For a long time, everything was peaceful and calm.
Merchant ships sailed quietly on the canal without being affected in the slightest.
"I died too quickly, and I didn't feel the process?"
The boatman was lost in thought and counted a few times silently, but still nothing happened. He couldn't help but be curious and opened his eyes suspiciously, only to find that the water did not spread as expected and submerged the merchant ship.
Heaven and earth are turned upside down.
Huge waves were stagnant in mid-air, blocking out the sunlight.
Bang!
In the thin spots, big fish fell due to gravity and hit the deck with crackling sounds.
In this scene, it was not liquid water, but a solid ice flower! It was so beautiful! Everyone was amazed and reached out their hands, but they couldn't touch it. It was as if time had turned back, the water rolled back, and the canal that had collapsed in the middle returned to stability.
Liangqu placed a large anchor above his head, sensed the spread, confirmed that everything was fine, controlled the water flow to lift the anchor, and quickly ran underwater to complete the mission.
I wonder if the River God Festival can be held on time this year...
imperial capital.
"Haha, it's Liang boy! Pay up! Accept the loss!"
"It gave me a fright."
People who are familiar with Liang Qu are not surprised by what he does.
Another new trick.
Young people have flexible minds and can always give people "surprises". As long as nothing bad happens, nothing bad will happen.
The Holy Emperor knew about the White Ape's plan long ago, and was not alarmed. He immediately issued an oral order to allocate seven idle or soon-to-be idle Tiangong craftsmen and weapon-refining masters to activate the Tianding furnace with a diameter of one hundred feet to re-refine the large anchor.
The Demon King's weapons are huge, and the supporting facilities are completely different from those of ordinary refiners. There are even fewer experienced refiners. I'm afraid there is no other force in the world that can refine weapons for the Demon King!
This was a rare opportunity, so Liang Qu took the opportunity to ask the Holy Emperor for a place to study, and planned to go back and give it to Senior Brother Lu Gang, asking him to help and learn.
The Holy Emperor was helpless and waved his hand: "Take it."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Having gotten the advantage, Liang Qu didn't bother to disturb the others. He carried the big anchor on his shoulder and ran excitedly to the Tianding furnace. He informed the eunuch that three Tiangong craftsmen were already waiting there.
The three of them frowned when they saw the colorful anchor.
There is an unspoken rule in weapon refining: a good-looking weapon may not be easy to use, but an easy-to-use weapon must be good-looking!
A weapon that is easy to use must conform to the user's force application rules, have a beautiful shape and be aesthetically pleasing.
Not to mention the shape of the weapon in front of them, it's a big anchor, said to be invented by Liang Qu himself. It doesn't matter, the three of them just treat it as a strange weapon.
But these colorful colors, like blown soap bubbles, look flashy, but in fact it means that the materials inside have not been integrated at all, and are just randomly mixed by the maker!
At a quick glance, the performance of various materials not only failed to perform perfectly, but instead declined!
Whose prodigal son?
An old man and two strong men reached out and touched the anchor, feeling indignant.
"What a waste! What a waste! The demon race is truly unworthy of cultivation!"
"Rough, too rough!"
"If such a huge anchor is disassembled, how many top-level spiritual soldiers can it defeat?"
"It's obviously water-forged. It has high toughness. It's a pity that the level is not good enough."
The demons forge few weapons, and when they do, they usually use some of their own tissues, such as the iron-headed fish, which often use their own armor to make serrated machetes.
If materials are used for forging, they are often not too high-end. Because of the cultivation characteristics of the demon race, they can cultivate weapons much faster than humans. Ordinary materials will rise by several levels in a few years and quickly match their own level. If high-end materials are used, no demon can afford them. They are large in body and weapons, so naturally they use more materials.
The Frog King is rich, and Tuntun Frog is willing to spend money on his hobby.
Ever since the big anchor came out, Liang Qu has rarely seen any rare materials in the Frog King's Cave.
Strange to say.
He really didn't understand why the frog tribe had such a special liking for anchors, which had almost become their standard weapon. In the past, when they went to collect morning dew from Tianshui, many anchors were lost in the river and lake.
After complaining for a while, the leading elder Tiangong craftsman raised his head and said, "We have been summoned by His Majesty to re-forge weapons, but I don't know what the Marquis of Xingyi wants?"
"No requirements, except that the anchor style cannot be changed, the rest is up to the masters to come up with."
"it is good!"
The three of them were overjoyed.
This is the first time that there are so many rare materials. I can’t wait to try them out.
Set a small goal, the power of the big anchor, triple it first!
……
During the rainy season, it is cloudy and rainy.
The bluestone floor hasn't dried for a long time.
June 6th.
Chen Jiechang, Lin Songbao and the other two fished the giant monster out of the pond and rushed to Shangrao Pier.
Liang Qu punched away the dark clouds in the early morning, and peddlers from the streets and alleys came out.
Crowded.
In recent years, due to busy schedule, the River God Festival has rarely been held on time. I finally caught one and was filled with enthusiasm.
After so many years of being held, with the rising status of Liangqu, the River God Festival is no longer limited to one place. Although the amount of meat distributed is limited, the fun can spread to most of the city. Large gatherings are held in the countryside. Not only are ordinary items sold, but all kinds of low-level precious plants and fish are also sold. The market is crowded with people.
The nine-foot high platform overlooks the Huai River.
Year after year, Chen Zhaoan, who is over 80 years old, has stepped down for two years. His face is covered with age spots, and he stands under the eaves with a cane. When he listens to people talking, he subconsciously tilts his head and listens to the side.
Scan around.
The teenagers of the same age as him in the past have basically started their own families and are holding their own children. Liang Qu can't even remember their names. They live in the same town and don't interact much with each other. He is a middle-aged man, and his skin color has become more than one shade darker.
However, the Xingyi children who graduated from the Martial Academy had studied there for several years. These people did not go to Sanshan Prefecture to provide support. Instead, they all stayed in the local area, standing at the front of the team, full of energy.
Compared with other towns, its strength is very different.
Feeling the changes in his "hometown", Liang Qu calmed down and dressed properly.
Snapped!
The incense burnt through the cotton rope and the copper beads fell.
"Present the sacrifice!"
[Sacrifice to Huaijiang River, river favor +1.2497]
[River dominance: 0.4 (favor: 20.071)]
[Rule the Huai River, seize favor 0.4]
[River dominance: 0.4 (favor: 20.471)]
[Deeply favored by Jiang Huai, physical strength consumption in water is slightly reduced, magical power consumption is slightly reduced, damage in water is slightly reduced, and recovery in water is moderately increased. 】
Ze Ding trembled.
In an instant, a deeper and closer connection was established in Liang Qu's heart with Jiang Huai.
At the same time, he could also feel that there was a being who occupied more and had more favors than him, crawling in the water!
"Dragon!?"
Liang Qu held his breath and concentrated.
This time, the increase in favor made him feel the existence of the dragon!
"It is different from the Martial Saint's 'River Stone' that can know the location. It only knows that there is such a character who also occupies the favor of Huaijiang River..."
It's like knowing how many children a mother has.
Thinking of this, Liang Qu couldn't help but shiver.
The dragon made no effort to conceal its murderous intent towards him. The feeling of being touched by its own kind was somewhat familiar to him, and the conflict between the two made his senses become quite disgusting.
The experience of enduring contradictions.
Look at Ze Ding again.
When the favor exceeded ten, Ze Ding also had a brilliance, and I especially remembered: [It has been integrated a little but is deeply favored by Jiang Huai, and the physical strength consumption in the water has decreased slightly, and the magical power consumption has decreased slightly. ]
In contrast, twenty is a huge improvement!
Two additional items were added.
However, Liang Qu was not happy at all. Instead, he was shrouded in a gloom and was constantly confused.
"I have the favor of Jiang Huai, and Jiao Long also has it, and he has more than me. Maybe he got it from the legacy of a real dragon. The two cancel each other out, isn't it the same as me not having any favor?"
"We don't know the strength of the Western Turtle. The Frog King is not as strong as the Flood Dragon. The Sea Lord is not good at fighting. Besides, there is a difference in favor. How can we fight? Can we rely on General Yuan? Can he fight?"
"I have granted the dragon twenty favors, but the dragon has not gone mad yet. Could it be that to become a dragon king, one does not need a hundred favors, but only needs a partial 'control', or some other conditions?"
"Dominance... Is the dragon crossing the river similar to me carrying the ice spring?"
The customary division of the sacrifice.
After giving instructions for the details, Liang Qu went home temporarily. Just as he stepped over the threshold, he heard a familiar loud voice.
"Liang Qing! Bing Yuchan agrees to move!"
(End of this chapter)