full-time ability

Chapter 372 Who is more like a magic stick

This island where countless little birds live is not too far from the Giant Continent. There are many fishermen fishing nearby, and they occasionally stop on the island to take a break.

Iman had a casual chat with the three-legged Jinwu Hephaestus, and felt that this guy wasn't too bad.I wanted to get out of his mouth what happened in ancient times, such as the origin of the Yin-Yang Kingdom, the fall of the Sun God, and so on.But the cunning Hephaestus kept silent about these things. He kept silent about everything that was more than 1000 years ago. He sat by the sea and chatted with the three-legged Golden Crow for a long time. Religion has become a god revered by all people like his brother, the sun god.

Of course, wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Hephaestus’ body cannot escape the shackles of the golden lampstand, and all dreams are just empty talk.

At night, a small boat docked. It was two fishermen, a father and a son, and it was estimated that they would spend the night on the island.

Iman stepped forward, intending to hire them.

"Go over and tell them that." Hephaestus demonstrated earnestly, and said with full majesty: "Leave your fishing nets and follow me. I will make you fish like fish."

Iman shook his head and took out a gold coin from his pocket. The father and son agreed happily and sent Iman to the nearby seaport the next day.

"Hey, why didn't you follow what I taught you?" Hephaestus asked angrily.

"Do you think they will believe it?" Iman asked back.

Hephaestus was silent for a while, and muttered: "That's right, you're not the real body, you don't have any abilities, or I'll teach you a few tricks, manifest with spiritual power, and definitely make them worship you as gods."

Yiman simply ignored him.

The next day, Yiman boarded the fishing boat of the father and son.

While punting the boat, the old fisherman introduced: "Guest officer, the nearest seaside city is a place called Xiejiao City, and it takes about half a day to get there."

Yiman nodded, thinking that he was finally going to land on the Giant Continent, because of the seven kills, how much time was delayed.

"Speaking of Xiejiao City, there is another allusion." The old fisherman was a talkative person, and he narrated while rowing: "About 100 years ago, a great sage came out of Xiejiao City, named Lonely Old Man. A down-and-out viscount. Because he was born with a pig tail, he never married, but his ability is very special, and he can predict the future."

Yiman immediately became interested. Looking at the old fisherman's face, he asked, "The ability to predict the future? He must be very famous, right?"

"Of course." The old fisherman said eloquently: "It is said that even the saint at that time asked him to predict the future, and became famous for a while. The most amazing thing is that after his death, the few prophecies left behind all came true. For example, the rebellion of the Ghost Demon Lord and the quelling of the Yuehua Heavenly Maiden have all been accurately predicted."

Hephaestus transmitted voice to Iman: "Don't believe me, magic stick, it's fake."

Iman pondered for a while, then asked: "Up until now, what other prophecies did he have yet to fulfill?"

The old fisherman picked up the bags under his eyes, took a few puffs, and said: "Oh, it seems that it is gone. By the way, there is another one. Xiejiao City built a statue for the lonely old man. He predicted that a certain day in 99 years , this statue will be destroyed, and after that, the fate of the Giant Continent will enter an unpredictable state." The old man pinched his fingers and calculated: "It seems to be today."

"Come on, Iman, let's expose his background today." Hephaestus came over via voice transmission, very unconvinced.

Yiman secretly calculated in his heart that when he arrived at Xiejiao City, it was already noon, so it might be too late.

At noon, Iman boarded the city of Rest, which is a rather ancient city with tall and novel buildings, magnificent, overlooking the dilapidated and low slums around.

The statue of the lonely old man is not far from the pier.Yiman saw it from a long distance. It was a very ordinary stone statue. The vicissitudes of the years had left a series of notches on it, and there were various smears and graffiti from time to time, and the original appearance could no longer be seen clearly.

"It hasn't been destroyed, that's great." Hephaestus said eagerly through voice transmission: "You quickly fall and guard the statue, and don't allow anyone to destroy it."

Yiman stood in front of the statue, shook his head and said contemptuously: "I don't want to mess around with you, the business is important." He was about to leave to go to the Mercenary League, to find out about Ru Tiansheng and the beautiful girl lich, maybe they have some messages.

"Wait, wait." Hephaestus came over again: "You help me guard the statue, and I will teach you some important cultivation knowledge."

"What kind of cultivation knowledge, let's hear it!" Yiman knew that the three-legged Golden Crow had lived for tens of thousands of years, so he must know a lot of cultivation methods.

"This is the most useful for you." Hephaestus said mysteriously: "Although you have a book of abilities, isn't the power that each ability can exert is limited?"

Yiman nodded. There are many kinds of supernatural powers. If one wants to exert their power, one must go through arduous and excellent training to gradually increase the level of supernatural powers.But Yiman didn't have the time and energy, so he only focused on cultivating the ability of the space system.

"Actually, I have a way to make all your abilities reach the highest level of your current abilities. Of course, after you solve the Seven Kills Tribulation, you need to go to the Temple of the Sun to find something, and then use the Void Domain... At this moment, Hephaestus' voice stopped abruptly, and he was shocked and said: "Get out of here."

Yiman turned around and looked, only to see a black light galloping towards him like lightning.The speed was too fast, and Yiman's double had no time to react, and plunged into his chest, leaving a big hole.The black ray passed through the body with undiminished power, and hit the statue of the lonely old man, with a bang, gravel flew, and dust filled the sky.

"The prophecy is really accurate." Hephaestus exclaimed.

Yiman's stand-in fell in a pool of blood, and the sixth time of seven kills ended.

"It's the death light of the death guardian." A passerby recognized it. The ability of the death guardian is synonymous with terror in the Heavenly King Empire. The people who can kill people thousands of miles away are well aware of it.

The passers-by just stopped and watched for a while, and then went their own way. There was an obvious area around Yiman, as if he had caught a deadly plague.

Only three gangsters ran over and took the money bag from Yiman's body, including the golden lampstand.

"Is this made of gold?" The little hooligan looked at the shining golden lampstand, and thought that today he has lost his mind.

"Brother, I think he should be fused, and the family of the deceased in the province will come to look for him." Another gangster said.

"Makes sense, makes sense."

The three hooligans twisted and turned, and quickly disappeared into the complicated streets and alleys, and came to a relatively remote blacksmith shop.

"Mix it together and divide it into three parts." A young man handed the golden lampstand to the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith took the golden lampstand, looked it over carefully, and said in a low voice: "Three big brothers, this is not made of gold, this kind of metal, I have never seen it before."

"It doesn't matter what you tell me, you can melt it, no matter what kind of metal it is." A small gangster stared.

The old blacksmith didn't dare to offend the three of them, so he put the golden lampstand into the fire, but it couldn't burn out, and the flame was gradually weakening.

"Hey, old blacksmith, don't be lazy." Another gangster yelled.

"Brother, there is really no way. This thing is like gold but not gold. My little blacksmith shop can't integrate it." The old blacksmith spread his hands and said helplessly.

The three gangsters gathered together and discussed in a low voice: "This is evil, do you know what metal it is?"

"Brother, is it possible that the ghost of the deceased will linger." A gangster said timidly.

"Hidden spirits linger on your head." The leader of the gangsters was thinking about it when he saw Yiman walking over.

Yiman walked into the blacksmith shop, snorted coldly, ignored the three dumbfounded punks, went straight to the burning fire, and took out the golden lampstand with his hands.

The raging fire couldn't help the flesh and blood. The old blacksmith and the three gangsters seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Bring it!" Yiman stretched out his hand and said coldly.

The leader of the hooligans quickly took out the wallet that was taken off Yiman's body.

"Give them a tip." Hephaestus said via voice transmission.

Yiman was stunned for a moment, then took out ten gold coins from the purse and handed them to the three gangsters, the three of them were overjoyed immediately.

At night, the three gangsters who had money came back drunk in the tavern, and were blocked by a group of people in the alley.

Seeing a famous "big brother" in this city, the three of them were shuddering: "Big brother, what advice do you have?"

The "big brother" looked at the three of them carefully, and said arrogantly: "I heard that the three of you got a beautiful golden lampstand today, and hand it over to the big brother for me to see."

"It was taken back by the owner." A gangster said in a low voice with his head bowed.

"Brother" sneered: "Such a foolish lie, who do you want to deceive? Countless people can prove that the owner is dead. Will he climb out of the grave? Besides, you spent money in the bar today. That's a lot of money."

"Brother, spare me." The three punks knelt down.

In the secluded alley, after a burst of noise, only three corpses remained.

Yiman turned around from the corner and looked at the three tortured people, who had already died.

"The seventh calamity of killing, the seventh calamity, have been endured by these three punks, have you passed it safely?" Yiman asked happily.

"It's still early." Hephaestus said disdainfully: "Their deaths only offset a small part of your seven-kill power."

Yiman asked a little puzzled: "Why, these are three lives."

"It's easy to explain." Hephaestus said eloquently: "The three of them are not alive. There should have been a catastrophe. If you don't die, you will be disabled. If you absorb a little of your catastrophe power, it will be enough for them to die. "

Yiman scratched her head and frowned: "It seems that I still have to work hard to harm people."

The last calamity of the Seven Kills must be borne by the body, but it must not be sloppy at all.

"Tomorrow, help me manifest with spiritual power and construct a human body." Hephaestus said.

"And then? Where shall we go?" Iman asked.

"Then let's go to the Mercenary Alliance." Hephaestus said with a mysterious smile, "Let's go and wait for the hire."

"It is more appropriate to say that it is to harm people." Yiman nodded and said.

(End of this chapter)