Chapter 2917: Cities in the Kingdom of God

The eyes of all monks fell on Tang Zhen's hands.
Under the deliberate suppression of Tang Zhen, Baoguang was slightly invisible, and the form of the item was revealed.
It was just a delicately shaped dagger, full of runes, a trace of light and shadow like a worm, which kept circulating on the surface of the dagger.
"This is the source Lingbao?"
The monks were shocked and doubtful, and did not know how to describe their feelings.
If there is anything special about the dagger, it is a pair of wings, but this is just the method of refining.
It has nothing to do with the refined material itself.
The dagger can be hidden in the internal treasure house, indicating that it is definitely not ordinary, but all the monks present at the scene did not see any abnormality, and at best its surface value.
In particular, several appraisal masters of the treasure trove were hit hard and were skeptical of their professional level.
The same is true of other monks, with three surprises and six surprises, and a slight loss, unable to use words to describe the complex mood.
It turned out that even if the treasure was in front of them, they could not recognize it at all, and there were still some small abacuses in their hearts, which were completely lost at this moment.
"Sir, you need it, just take it!"
The elder said quickly, without any hesitation, looking sincere.
He had already made up his mind, and was even afraid that Tang Zhen could not find it, and now a heart hanging was finally let go.
As long as Tang Zhen finds what he wants, then he will have the opportunity to ask some questions, and that won't seem too bold.
"I don't know if you have finished watching it. If you are not satisfied, I still have some treasures that I can bring to your selection."
The appearance of the elder is obviously trying to please, and everyone can see that.
However, the monks in the treasure trove thought that it should be so. If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it in the future.
If they replaced them, they would also compliment Tang Zhen without hesitation and hope to get more benefits.
If it is pretending to be high, it will only miss the opportunity.
"Yeah, I also have a lot of treasures that I have accumulated. I hope you can help tasting."
"Me too, almost full of treasure trove, there are many treasures I don't know."
"You may want to see, maybe in these items, you have what you want."
A group of monks opened their mouths, anxiously digging out all their homes, and then found the source Lingbao that Tang Zhen wanted.
Like their elders, they plan to rely on resources they don't use in exchange for something useful to themselves.
"Then take a look, if you really have what I want, it will definitely not make you suffer."
Tang Zhen nodded with a smile, but the promise made the monks delighted and even prayed secretly in his heart.
In your own collection, you must have the source Lingbao. If you can choose the number, naturally the more, the better.
While Tang Zhen was speaking, he had stolen the items in his hand and sent them to the Kingdom of God.
Following the monks in the treasure chest, returned to the hall again, waiting for them to send the treasures for appreciation.
In the process, the elder carefully raised a question that troubled him for hundreds of years.
However, Tang Zhen resolved the problem with a few words, and the elder elated to salute him with thanks.
After solving this problem, although the elders will not make rapid progress in strength, they have fully understood the direction of future practice.
For monks, this is more important than anything.
Many monks have been exploring the path of practice throughout their lives. They may be within easy reach, but they have been unable to reach that step.
Sorry to stay in the air, depressed.
From this point alone, Tang Zhen is enough to be a leading teacher.
However, the elders did not dare to perform the disciple ceremony, because it was inevitable that there would be suspicion of attachment, and it was easy to attract the shame of Tang Zhen.
In the end, how can He Dehe dare to call himself Tang Zhen's disciple?
With the elders as an example, the monks in the treasure trove have been tempted to pick up the treasures they have hidden.
They also want to bet on it, and then fly into the sky.
While Tang Zhen was waiting, his mind had entered the kingdom of mind and fell into a special city between the valleys.
When I left the ogre city, there was a shadow floating, which was another ogre city perfectly copied by Tang Zhen with the power of the origin.
This is the soul of the demon city, the spirit of the demon city, every resident in the city, as well as a tree and a tree, are completely copied by Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen only needs to be filled with flesh and blood, and the city will live immediately.
However, the original memories will be changed, after all, they are not real residents of the Monster City.
The strong creator can create the desired creature in one thought, but it can never create the real body.
It is for this reason that Tang Zhen has not resurrected his wife Xiaodie, because even after resurrecting it, it is only a replica.
Like other monks, Tang Zhen didn't care about the love of his children. The higher his strength, the more so.
Tang Zhen at this time was walking on the street.
The sight of the city is like the outline of countless lines, like the veins of leaves.
As Tang Zhen walked by, those black and white lines suddenly became alive.
As the sacred hand of Dan Qing is constantly rendering, let the flowers and plants become green and red, and the willow branches will swing with the wind, and the birds on the branches will flap their wings to spread their throats.
The streets heard the voices of people talking, and then there was a flood of traffic. The city, which was still like a black and white photo, suddenly lived.
"Good morning, Tang Zhen!"
A stall owner greeted Tang Zhen loudly with a bright smile.
"This is the fruit just picked this morning, sir, please taste it, sweet and sweet!"
Two children with small pigtails on their heads were standing beside their mother's stall. After seeing Tang Zhen approaching, he immediately picked up a fruit and hurriedly delivered it to him.
Whether pedestrians or hawkers on the street, or those mighty street martial arts soldiers, greet Tang Zhenxing with a smile on his face.
"Okay, everybody is fine."
Tang Zhen was also smiling, saying hello to these lively faces, as if they were not born on their own.
Unlike those creatures that are created by ideas, these inhabitants of the Demon City with a complete template will not die because they leave the kingdom of God, they are real life.
Because they did not inherit the original memories, they did not know that they were just somebody copied from some world.
This is what Tang Zhen wants, because from now on, they will start a new life.
But in a short period of time, the whole city has come alive, even the towering disaster tree in the center of the city is constantly swinging at this moment.
Leaving the residence built around the city wall, Tang Zhen followed the road in the field and came to the familiar blacksmith shop.
The sound of iron strikes spread out, seeming to be in a hurry, as if it could hit the land.
At the door, a stunning woman stood under the steps, looking at Tang Zhen with a smile on her face.
"Master, welcome back."
The sound of ironing stopped abruptly, the door of the blacksmith's room was opened, and a tall figure came out.
The blacksmith covered in flames looked at Tang Zhenxi with a smile, like welcoming an old man who had returned from a long absence.