Chapter 2196: Different

After realizing the horror of Zhao Wude as a Tianji clan, Liu Lang strengthened his custody of Zhao Wude.
At this moment, there are eight leaders of the ancient races surrounding the Wude Cottage.
"they?"
Seeing those ancient races as high as several tens of meters, Li was frightened. The Sihai Sea races are also of different shapes and colors, but if you say they are mighty and domineering, they are far from the few in front of them!
"The life that exists in the sacred vessel." Liu Lang explained.
"Really good." Li envied him for a while. Although his sacred altar was a world of its own, there was no life in it. More than a thousand people from the Limulus tribe among them became the first pioneers.
"Old Zhao, come out to welcome the guests." Liu Lang told the eight leaders of the ancient race to step aside, knock on the door of the Xinwude Thatched Cottage, and shouted.
"Welcome your uncle!" Zhao Wude's voice came from the cottage.
"Ahem..." Liu Lang was depressed for a while, and explained to Li: "This guy is too powerful, so I am strict with him, maybe I am angry!"
The time rules in the bloodline world are very different from those outside, although the last time Liu Lang saw Zhao Wude was a few days ago, Zhao Wude has been here for hundreds of thousands of years.
For hundreds of thousands of years, he was confined to a small house. Zhao Wude did not go crazy, he was pretty good.
"This is the internal space of the sacred artifact. Is it necessary to do that?" Li doubted.
He is also the master of the sacred instrument, and he can best understand the feeling of being solemn after entering the sacred instrument. Normally, even if the power of the heavenly sovereign is locked into the inner world of the sacred instrument, it will not be able to set off a big storm.
Liu Lang's actions seem to be superfluous.
"Zhao Wude is different."
Liu Lang couldn't explain for a while how the Tianji clan existed. Anyway, at the beginning, Zhao Wude was given a small amount of freedom, and Zhao Wude was in the bloodline world, creating a large array of sound transmission, insight into everything in the sacred artifact.
Since then, Liu Lang never dared to despise Zhao Wude.
"Noisy, it's so noisy in broad daylight, so you don't let people sleep?"
When Liu Lang was talking with Li, the door of Xinwude Thatched Cottage opened with a "bang", and Zhao Wude poked his head out of it and said irritably.
"After sleeping for hundreds of years and still sleeping, are you not afraid to just go to sleep?" Liu Lang laughed.
"Don't worry, if you die, I can't die." Zhao Wude said bitterly.
"Yes." Liu Lang does not deny this. Zhao Wude is really immortal. Once he is dead, he can re-root, sprout, bloom and bear fruit, and then grow again. Such a skill, let alone the Three Realms, the entire outer starry sky world, he also finds Not one.
"Who is he?" At this moment, Zhao Wude suddenly noticed Li, standing next to Liu Lang, and asked suspiciously.
Since entering the Wutian Sacred Stele, he has not seen a normal person except for those five big and three rough ancient races.
"It's nothing, I'll take my friend around, you should go to sleep!" Liu Lang smiled slightly, turned his head and left.
"No! You must have something!" Zhao Wude was so smart, he grabbed Liu Lang.
"What can I do, even if there is something, it is not as important as your sleep." Liu Lang turned to Li and said, "Li, let's find a place to study your sacred altar."
Of course Li could see that Liu Lang deliberately molested Zhao Wude, although he nodded, he did not move his body.
"He is the Lord of the Sacred Artifacts you are talking about?" Zhao Wude asked excitedly.
"Yes, so what?" Liu Lang asked rhetorically.
"Please come in, please come in quickly." Zhao Wude hurriedly let Li into the house. Over the years, he walked all over the starry sky to find his father's whereabouts. The sacrificial altar in Liu Lang's mouth was the only practical clue.
"Don't delay your sleep?" Liu Lang asked.
"No delay, no delay." Zhao Wude said repeatedly.
"That's good." Liu Lang nodded towards Li, and the two followed Zhao Wude into the house.
The new Wude Thatched Cottage is modeled on the original Wude Thatched Cottage. It is perfectly restored one to one. It looks like a stone house from the outside, but the decoration inside is very high-end.
"Can I look at the sacrificial altar?" Zhao Wude asked after he took his seat.
After being imprisoned for such a long time, Zhao Wude had already recognized the reality and was able to put himself in the right position. Even if he was eager in his heart, he still used a negotiating tone.
Li was about to take out the sacred altar.
"Wait a minute." Liu Lang pressed Li's arm and asked Zhao Wude sternly, "Is our agreement still counted?"
He tossed for most of the day, mainly for Mu Xueqing. As the Tianji Clan, Zhao Wude was the only one who truly understood the Protoss. Liu Lang had to explain it in advance.
"Forget it, of course!" Li categorically cut the line.
"That's good." Liu Lang turned to motion to Li and handed the sacred altar to Zhao Wude.
With a move, Li thought took out an altar the size of a palm, but densely covered with various holy patterns, and handed it to Zhao Wude.
Zhao Wude took it cautiously, rubbed his eyes, and looked at it carefully, from left to right, top to bottom, front to back, without missing any detail.
In the Xinwude Thatched Cottage, it was surprisingly quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the breathing of three people.
This situation has lasted for nearly an hour.
In the end, Zhao Wude put down the sacred altar.
"How?" This time it was Liu Lang's turn to be anxious.
"It was my father who made it by himself." Zhao Wude took a deep breath and murmured.
In fact, Zhao Wude was sure when he saw the sacrificial altar at first glance, because the multiple holy patterns on the sacrificial altar were exclusive to his father, and even within the Tianji clan, no one could imitate it.
"Then senior can teach me how to control the sacrificial altar?" Hearing Zhao Wude's words, Li hesitated and asked expectantly.
"Just you, also want to control the sacred artifacts my father refines?" Zhao Wude glanced at Li and snorted.
Although he is in the bloodline world, Zhao Wude can judge Li's cultivation base by observing his words and expressions. It is a very extravagant thing for a little fairy to obtain the sacred artifacts of the Tianji clan. He wants to master the sacred artifacts. What are you kidding?
Li was suddenly embarrassed, his face flushed.
"Old Zhao, you are wrong to say that." Liu Lang took back the sacred altar and handed it back to Li, and said in a deep voice, "My cultivation base is not much worse than Li. , Trapped you in the sacred stele of Wutian?"
"You are different." Zhao Wude said with a black face.
"Where am I different?" Liu Lang asked.
"This..." Zhao Wude couldn't tell for a while.
"Okay, Old Zhao."
Liu Lang patted Zhao Wude’s shoulder, and said,
Li’s expression is wrong. What he wants is not to control the sacred artifacts, but to control the sacred artifacts. Even with his current strength, he still can’t control the sacred artifacts, but life is still When it's long, you first tell him the method so that he can comprehend it in advance. Is it possible that he can't control this holy artifact when he reaches the Holy Master Realm?"