The Mighty Little Shennong

Zhang Bin took Qingyue Piaomiao around to another direction.

Then he brought Qingyue Piaomiao into the Wu Mei people. Of course, the two of them became only as big as a sesame seed.

Then Zhang Bin drove Wu Meiren slowly into the ground and slowly sneaked.

There is no way to pass through the broken walls and broken bricks.

Because it is easy to make noise and be sensed by monsters.

Then there is only a dead end.

The underground was densely covered with extremely terrifying formations, exuding a strong murderous aura.

But Wu Meiren completely ignored the formations here and passed through easily without touching any formations.

"This magical treasure of yours is so magical, and your luck is very good."

Qingyue Piaomiao looked surprised and praised repeatedly.

Because of the soil under the ruins, even Tianzun did not dare to sneak in, because once the formation was touched, it would be over, and the virtual god body would not be saved.

Zhang Bin calculated the distance carefully.

Since Tutu cannot enter the Virtual God Realm, Zhang Bin has to make such calculations himself.

Finally, Zhang Bin stopped.

Because according to his calculations, this is the small building above.

After feeling it carefully for a while, he drove the black beauty to slowly sneak up.

Finally, Wu Meiren entered a space.

Then Zhang Bin was stunned like a fool.

Because this is a complete space without any broken bricks or debris.

The floor is white and spotless, as if someone lives here.

Looking at the layout of this space, it looks like a place to collect rags.

There are many transparent counters with too many broken things placed inside, including daily necessities, rotten clothes, rotten shoes, chipped kitchen knives, daggers, boxes, bottles, various tools, as well as broken tables, chairs... …

Almost nothing is intact.

Zhang Bin even saw the half of the scale beam, which was placed on the counter.

A puppet robot was sitting at the counter, looking bored.

However, as soon as Wu Mei entered, it sensed it, stood up suddenly, and shouted excitedly: "Welcome to Tiantian Maintenance Department, do you have any items that need repair?"

Of course it speaks of divine writing.

Fortunately, Zhang Bin had learned it before, so he could understand it.

It was because he could understand that he was particularly surprised. Oh my God, not only did this small building not collapse, but it was also intact, but it turned out to be a maintenance department?

Could it be that it was used to repair those damaged divine treasures?

To be honest, Zhang Bin has always been worried, that is, he found two scale beams, but because they were broken, he would not repair them himself.

After all, countless years have passed, and the two scale beams have still not healed together. It is obvious that they have no ability to repair themselves.

However, there is a maintenance department here now, so don't worry.

"There are countless divine treasures here. Although they are damaged, they are still usable and are of immeasurable value. This is where the treasures of this ruin are hidden." Qingyue Piaomiao said in shock.

"Master, don't get excited, don't forget the fallen Heavenly Lord." Zhang Bin said seriously.

In an instant, Qingyue Piaomiao calmed down, her brows were deeply frowned, and she murmured: "It seems that there is no danger, but how could that Tianzun escape? And then be killed by the black line?"

"Perhaps, the Heavenly Lord entered here from the entrance of the cave and saw so many divine treasures, so he wanted to take some out, and then he was attacked and completely killed." Zhang Bin's two eyes shot out wisdom. Guangguang said, "So, we have to change our plan. We can't steal the scale beam. When we go out, we don't need to touch any of the divine treasures."

"Your analysis makes sense."

Qingyue Piaomiao nodded.

Zhang Bin didn't waste any time, and immediately walked out of Wu Meiren with Qingyue Piaomiao and appeared in the repair shop.

Of course, the two of them were extra vigilant.

A friendly smile appeared on the face of the puppet agent, but he did not step out of the counter. He stood there, looking at Zhang Bin and Qingyue Piaomiao with a smile, as if waiting for the two to answer what he just said.

"Can you repair my scale?"

Zhang Bin took off half of the scale beam hanging from his hair and handed it over.

"sure."

The puppet machine man took it, took a look at it, and answered confidently.

"So what do I have to pay?"

Zhang Bin asked with a smile.

"As long as ten thousand divine coins are enough."

The puppet machine man said calmly.

"God Coin? What is that?"

Zhang Bin looked confused.

Not to mention Zhang Bin, even Qingyue Piaomiao was stunned because she didn't know about the divine coins.

"It seems that you don't have any divine coins anymore. Also, you are not gods, just immortals. You don't have any divine coins." The puppet machine man said lightly, "Then I'm sorry, I can't repair it for you."

"That's the other half of the scale, right? It should be easy to repair." Zhang Bin pointed to the half of the scale on the counter without any panic, "Can you repair it for free for us?"

The puppet machine man glared at Zhang Bin fiercely, and his tone became cold, "This half of the scale beam is my thing. I will give it to you for free, and I will repair it for free. You think so."

"Is there another way?"

Zhang Bin frowned and asked.

"Yes." The puppet machine man said, "You can keep the accounts first. When you return it to me after you become a god, the price will have to be recalculated. I haven't had business for a long time, so I can only charge more, even if it's one hundred thousand. God coins."

"Is this still possible?"

Zhang Bin was secretly happy. In a rare act of generosity, he nodded and said, "Okay, that's the price. I'll pay you back when I become a god. Can you please start repairing it?"

"hehe……"

The puppet machine man looked at Zhang Bin as if he were a fool, "How can it be so easy? It is more difficult for an immortal to become a god than to ascend to heaven. There are countless immortals in the universe, but only a few can become gods. If you can't become a god, then Didn’t I make a big loss? So, we have to look at your talent and strength."

He casually pointed to an open space, and a ring suddenly appeared on the ground.

With another finger, a thin young man appeared on the ring.

"Just beat him."

The puppet organizer pointed at the young man on the ring and said calmly.

"Who is he? What is his record?"

Zhang Bin's face became serious, because he felt a strange spiritual energy from the thin boy's body, and also felt an unprecedented pressure. Of course, he would not rush forward impulsively, but would ask tentatively.

"Twenty billion years ago, Tingyu Shaomo was third on the genius list. Of course, this is just a nickname, and the specific name is kept secret." The puppet machine man said lightly, "If you can defeat him, you have a better chance of becoming a god. Big. Then I can do the accounting and repairs for you."

"Third on the genius list?"

Zhang Bin took a breath.

In other words, this guy was the third genius in the universe 20 billion years ago.

There is really no way to estimate how powerful it is.

"I know him, Tingyu Shaomo, who was third on the genius list 20 billion years ago. At that time, he had reached the middle stage of Tianzun cultivation. He was invincible, extremely terrifying, and extremely talented. He fought countless times, but only lost. Twice, so he ranks third. Now I don’t know how far he has practiced. Oh my god, do you have to defeat him to become a god? Isn’t it too difficult?” Qingyue Piaomiao said in shock, “Zhang Bin, You can't fight him because he looks very weak, but he is a demon, extremely ferocious. If you lose, you will be killed by him. Then your virtual god body will be equivalent to the fall. The loss will be huge. And it is difficult to participate for two years. The new talent list competition will be held later.”