The Prophet Sacred Stone actually fused with the heart of the dead dog, which caught Xiao Cheng off guard, he never thought that such a situation would occur, and at the same time, he also knew a little more about the Prophet Sacred Stone, this Prophet Sacred Stone was definitely an extremely remarkable thing.

However, the Prophet's Sacred Stone has been left in the body of the dead dog, I am afraid that something bad will happen, the last time the dead dog's stomach was like a leather ball, and the situation of screaming and screaming is vivid.

Seeing Xiao Cheng's worries, Elder Divine Turtle Wang smiled faintly: "Don't worry, this stone is not a good thing for him!"

"What do you mean by that?" Xiao Cheng was confused and turned his head to look at Wang Lao.

"This stone is not simple, if I guess correctly, it is a fragment of the Godhead, this miscellaneous hair is fused with the fragment of the Godhead by chance, it can't be said to be a great creation!"

"Godhead?" Xiao Cheng was stunned, he had naturally heard of Godhead, legend has it that thousands of years ago, there were many gods in the West, and these gods had their own godheads, no wonder they were so extraordinary......

"Yes, it's Godhead. This godhead has a strong fire line aura, as well as a trace of heavenly supernatural powers, according to which it is speculated that the previous owner of the godhead should be a fire main god, with some divine powers to predict the future.

Have you ever heard of Greek mythology? It was the age of Western mythology, and this godhead should have come from the main god of Greek mythology.

Since he is the main god of the fire system and has the ability to predict the future, which main god will it be?"

The Turtle King showed a thoughtful look, stroked his beard, shook his head, and the light in his hand flashed, and two turtle shells, one black and one white, appeared, and the turtle shells were engraved with complex and mysterious formations, and at a glance they knew that they were not mortal.

"Let me do the math! I'll know as soon as I do, hehe!" the Turtle King smiled incomprehensibly, and pinched out a few complicated seals in his hand.

A pair of turtle shells suddenly shone brightly, emitting gray light and white light, quickly rising into the air, rotating rapidly, and suddenly forming a two-meter-diameter Liangyi Taiji diagram in the void. The Taiji diagram sprinkled two colors of light, which revealed an unpredictable heavenly atmosphere, which was extremely mysterious.

"Is this a heavenly supernatural power?" Xiao Cheng was slightly shocked in his heart, and was immediately relieved.

Tianji has existed since ancient times, there is a name for divination, and the earliest utensils used for divination are turtle shells, because the spirit turtle is the most proficient spirit beast of the heavens, and the turtle monsters all have the magic power to perceive the heavens, the turtle is the demon zun, and the heavenly machine is definitely stronger.

The Taiji diagram turned faster and faster, and finally formed a gray mirror, on which flashed one esoteric character after another, these characters did not belong to any text, and Xiao Cheng naturally could not understand it.

After a long time, the old man of the Divine Turtle King was a little tired, as if he had spent a huge amount of energy, a pair of turtle shells returned to his hands, and the vision of the sky disappeared.

"It should be the godhead of Prometheus!" Wang Lao groaned slightly, and finally raised his eyes and came to a conclusion.

"Prometheus?" Xiao Cheng couldn't help but be a little surprised, Prometheus is still very famous, every Olympic Games will go to Mount Olympus to collect the flame, it is because of the allusion that Prometheus secretly stole the flame for the benefit of mankind.

What surprised Xiao Cheng even more was that Wang Lao's ability to be supernatural could even be calculated, if the main god was divided according to the cultivation realm of the Spirit Sect, at least it would be the realm of the Golden Immortal, and the Divine Turtle Wang Lao was at most a Mahayana demon venerable, and he had crossed so many realms......

Elder Divine Turtle Wang seemed to be able to gain insight into Xiao Cheng's psychology, smiled faintly, shook his head, and said: "My Heavenly Machine Divine Power is not as strong as you imagined, and the Heavenly Machine Technique can only calculate the Heavenly Opportunity of people who are the same as or lower than your own realm.

This Prometheus Godhead is shattered, and it must have fallen, so he is a dead man, and it is much easier to calculate. ”

"I see, thank you Elder Wang for solving the puzzle, what will happen if the dead dog is fused with the fragments of the godhead?" Xiao Cheng asked the question he was most concerned about.

"It's hard to say, he should be able to inherit some of the divine powers, such as being more friendly to the fire line in the future, and maybe being able to predict the heavenly chances, it depends on his own comprehension.

If you collect all the fragments of the godhead, you may be able to become the main god, but this seems unlikely, it is difficult to break the mirror!, in short, there is no harm!" the Turtle King joked.

"That's good!" Xiao Cheng nodded, quite relieved, he was also happy that the dead dog had benefited.

"Okay, don't bother me, it may take a lot of time in the future, I'll open the dantian for him through the meridians, and wake up the miscellaneous hair of the dog day first!"

Opening the dantian through the meridians is an extremely dangerous process, even if the old turtle has the strength of the Mahayana Demon Venerable, he must be careful, the slightest carelessness of the true qi will pierce the meridians, and then he will no longer be able to cultivate.

On the beach, rows of strange coconut trees, the warm sun is shining, the sea is like a mirror, Xiao Cheng stands quietly on the beach and looks at this turtle Lao, Mo about an hour in the past, the turtle Lao is extremely focused on pressing the dead dog's head into the true qi.

Turtle Lao suddenly took a deep breath, withdrew his palm, pinched out a mysterious handprint, and a vertical eye suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and a blazing white light shot out from the vertical eye, straight into the dead dog's head.

After doing this, the old turtle's ruddy face couldn't help but turn white, and the whole person seemed to have collapsed, obviously paying a great price.

Xiao Cheng faintly guessed that the turtle had injected the power of his own soul into the sea of knowledge of the dead dog, although there was some schadenfreude on his lips, but in fact, he would rather self-destruct his cultivation to wake up the dead dog, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, it was really rare for the dead dog to have such a close friend.

The dead dog's eyes lying on the beach suddenly flashed, and his confused eyes regained their divinity, and an excited smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, a donkey rolled and climbed up, and came to a reef with a smoke, and the man stood up and faced the sea, crossed his waist with one hand, and shook off his red pants in the other, and roared and laughed: "Woo...... Wha...... The dog is back again, tremble!"

The dead dog shook off his messy bangs, was full of spirits, and continued to shout: "Wow, the dog master is still handsome, and the universe is invincible...... Wahahahaha...... Immortal, immortal, wow......"

The corners of Xiao Cheng's mouth twitched, he had thought about countless pictures of dead dogs waking up, but he definitely didn't expect that the dead dogs would wake up like this for the first time.

"Bang!" The old turtle was the most direct, and without hesitation, he picked up the cane and hit the dead dog's head hard, and scolded with a smile: "The old miscellaneous hair of the dog day has been locked up for a thousand years, and he has not changed his temperament, so he will come down to this king!"

"Whew, whoahahaha...... Forget it's your broken head!Woohaha...... Old Wang Ba, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, don't come unharmed!" The dead dog stomped on the reef under his feet and laughed loudly.

It turned out that this reef was not a reef, but the head of the turtle's body.

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Dead Dog: "Woo, I'm back again, I don't think I have it, how many tickets can I?"

~RS