Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

Chapter 715 The Throne

"Don't worry, he's dead. It's in the next room. His heart was still beating when he came ashore, but it's not beating anymore now."

Hearing this, Liang Qu's dizziness dissipated a little, and the ten double images disappeared by a small amount, giving him a sense of comfort.

It's better to be dead.

Death is a peaceful life.

"Are there any remnants?"

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The remnants of the Grandmaster are quite valuable, no less than the spiritual materials of the Great Demon, and can at least forge a top-level spiritual weapon.

If you don't want to use it, it's also very good to sell it.

Cangzhou is rich, maybe he can make a move on the spot.

Xu Zishuai shook his head: "I'm not sure. The doctor said that the blow of the Martial Saint can destroy the enemy's spirit. We have to wait for a while to see if there are any remnants."

Liang Qu's thoughts were disconnected for a moment.

Everyone knew the situation, and didn't say much, waiting quietly.

After a while.

"Grandmaster of Heaven and Man?"

"How can that be possible? An ordinary grandmaster has a bone age of about 100 years old, and he is not even a grandmaster."

Liang Qu was stunned: "Just a grandmaster?"

"Hmm." Xu Zishuai shrugged, "Let alone the Grandmaster of Heaven and Man, if a grandmaster came, our sect might have been drowned in the river to feed the fish today. If the master accepts another disciple, he can start from the third child."

Everyone laughed.

Liang Qu wanted to laugh, but his head hurt when he laughed, and his eyes were blurred. A strong nausea surged in his heart. He took a deep breath and collapsed, looking at the complicated patterns on the wooden shelf.

"Is there any water?"

"Don't be discouraged, you will enter the realm of the grandmaster sooner or later. You are just as powerful. You should be happy to have survived the disaster." Cao Rang brought warm tea, "Besides, seeing the grandmaster's divine power today, doesn't it prove that the master is more powerful than we thought?"

Liang Qu grinned: "That's right!"

After drinking the tea, the pain was relieved by another three points.

Seeing Liang Qu was talkative and cheerful, everyone put aside their worries, found their seats and sat down, and started talking.

"It was too dangerous today, and I was scared. Ah Shui, who is your white ape friend? He is so powerful. Are both the Ghost Mother Cult and the Jiaolong forces looking for him? Is there a dragon ball hidden on him?"

Long Eying and Long Binglin looked at Liang Qu.

Although they knew that the white ape was Liang Qu, the "deep hatred" between the Jiaolong and the white ape was indeed confusing.

The only apparent connection between the two was the conflict over the killing of the snake demon in Xiangyi County.

But let alone killing a snake demon, killing a master demon would not be so bad, right?

Liang Qu shook his head: "Today's matter is essentially still because Jiaolong wants to find the white ape. Previously, Jiaolong offered a reward to Jianghuai Lake, using a piece of land in the east to exchange for the head of the white ape, so that the Ghost Mother Cult could take action. Maybe there are other benefits in secret, just like Ning Chaoqing last time."

Live or die, Jiaolong.

It is better to do less than more. The more you follow the trend, the more mistakes you make, and the more tails you leave. Without benefits, the Ghost Mother Cult will shrink if it can, and will not actively expose itself.

Look at that posture.

Without Jiaolong, Ning Chaoqing's father would definitely not travel thousands of miles to Cangzhou for his son.

But without Jiaolong, he would not ask the white ape for information and give him a chance to turn things around.

People die for money and birds die for food.

The white ape is both a death warrant and a life-saving talisman at a critical moment.

The stronger the opponent is, the more it means that the benefits of a stable situation are at your fingertips, and they will not come up to give a killing move.

Both father and son died for this reason.

"As for its origins..." Liang Qu paused, "regardless of whether the Jiaolong turns into a dragon or not, as long as it grows normally, it can generally forcibly seize the throne of Huaijiang."

Can it seize the throne by normal growth?

Long Binglin and Long Eying's eyes flickered.

Xu Zishuai and others didn't quite understand, but it sounded pretty awesome.

"Your white ape friend has been following us?"

"He came to the imperial capital to find me a few days ago and brought me some precious plants. It's just right for us to go back together."

"Why do all the underwater monsters know you?"

Liang Qu thought for a while: "Water flows wet, fire dries. Clouds follow dragons, and wind follows tigers."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, you're panting when you say you're fat."

Chatting a little.

Cangzhou Zhizhou Deng Yingshen, the Wang and Li families and the heads of several other families learned that Liang Qu had woken up, and all rushed to show concern for Liang Qu's experience.

The crowd rumbled into the house, more than a dozen people, surrounded by water, and those who were at the back of the line couldn't see what he looked like.

The green smoke in the incense burner drifted diagonally.

If the Ghost Mother hadn't come here, the two sides might not have had a chance to meet.

Liang Qu supported himself on the bed and sat up a little higher.

"When I came here, I heard from my sixth senior brother that anyone passing through Cangzhou, regardless of whether they were in the underworld or the white world, regardless of whether they were traveling by water or road, must take down their flags and pass quietly. Otherwise, no matter how capable or famous you are, you will fall flat on your face. Liang didn't believe it, and today I really fell flat on my face."

Deng Yingshen didn't know Liang Qu well, and couldn't guess whether he was joking or trying to implicate and blame him. He said, "Don't take the words of the market seriously, don't take them seriously."

"No matter how powerful Cangzhou is, it's just a state. How can it compare with the world?"

"The two words of kung fu, one horizontal and one vertical, since Lord Liang is standing, how could he be the one who fell flat on his face?"

They are all talented.

Liang Qu found it interesting and wanted to continue chatting.

But the more he wanted to talk, the more his head hurt.

"Sorry, I have a headache today. Thank you for helping to salvage the boat. Lord Deng and several family heads, don't worry. You all suffered an unprovoked disaster. Who could have expected that the Ghost Mother Sect would be willing to send a master to attack and be lawless? I will report it later in a letter. I will not let the court vent its anger. After the investigation is clear, the matter of sealing the river should be released as soon as possible. If it is sealed for a long time, it will only cause resentment."

"Lord Liang is very generous!"

Deng Yingshen really wanted Liang Qu to write now, so as not to be punished by the court first, but he did not dare to urge him. He repeatedly told Liang Qu to rest well and stepped out of the door.

The room was quiet.

The green smoke rose straight up.

"Time and fate..."

Liang Qu asked Long Yao to get paper and pen, and he lay on the bed and looked at the sky.

He suddenly thought of Uncle Chen.

In a blink of an eye, even strangers who didn't know him were nervous and concerned about his life and safety. They were not even pretending, but really worried.

Long Li brought a small table and ground the ink.

Liang Qu simply wrote a letter and was about to stamp it: "Did my official seal fall into the water?"

"Don't worry, sir, it didn't."

Liang Qu nodded gently, but soon remembered something else.

Time insect!

"Where is the bamboo tube on the boat?"

The little mirage dragon flew in from outside, grabbed the edge of the bamboo tube with its claws, and landed on the table.

Bang bang bang!

The bamboo tube shook.

Liang Qu breathed a sigh of relief.

The twelve great merits must not be lost.

…

The matter of the blood river fermented very quickly.

In one day, all the people in Cangzhou knew that the person who sank the ship in the morning was Liang Qu, the 18-year-old martial artist who made a lot of noise during the New Year!

The master of the Ghost Mother Sect ambushed him, but was killed on the spot!

The hundred-foot blood vortex was the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth during the battle!

Cangzhou is martial and the people are fierce.

I especially like to talk about the things here. People who practice cultivation can still explain the ins and outs of it, but the common people don't understand. They only know that Liangqu hunted tigers and attacked Zhenxiang. He was really a famous and awesome man!

The merchant ships that were allowed to pass knew the big event, and they also felt lucky and scared.

The martial saint's means, the master showed his power.

It's a pity that he ran fast.

If he was closer at that time, he would probably be turned into powder on the spot.

The next day.

The court got the news.

The noon court ceremony was held again that day.

The court and the public looked at each other.

"I said this kid is capable, he did a big thing when he went out."

In the corner of the training ground, sparks flew. Meng Qiang heard the news, peeled off the black charcoal skin, took a bite of the fragrant roasted sweet potato, and was amazed.

The third day.

The envoy brought the Ten Directions Small Fortune Wood to Cangzhou.