Chapter 177 Tsundere, What Does It Mean?

　　In the East Sea.

　　Gonggong traveled upstream, and Xiang Liu, who guarded the gate, respectfully stepped aside. Before he even realized it, Gonggong had already returned to the depths of the sea. Gonggong's true body was currently suppressed beneath the East Sea by Yu the Great with painstaking effort.

　　At this moment, it was just a wisp of superficial consciousness.

　　"Tian Wu is dead."

　　Gonggong raised his eyes, glanced at Fang Feng and Bing Yi, and said calmly.

　　The last of the Fang Feng giants and He Bo were stunned for a moment, subconsciously recalling the Celestial God who had chosen to betray the gods. Even though they had ultimately chosen different paths, hearing the departure of this familiar name, they still felt a complex sense of loss in their hearts.

　　An old friend from the past was gone.

　　Gonggong flicked his sleeves and sat on the pavilion, his expression serene.

　　Fang Feng and Bing Yi exchanged glances, neither daring to disturb the Venerable God at this time.

　　As for Xiang Liu, he dared not speak even more.

　　Those two old ancestors could use seven wolves to whip him into a spinning top.

　　This one was the ancestor of the ancestors.

　　However, Xiang Liu, who had been transformed by Fang Feng and Bing Yi from the inside out into the appearance of Shenzhou, couldn't help but secretly size up the Water God Gonggong. His appearance was handsome, his figure tall, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was contemplating profound questions like the mysteries of the universe.

　　Xiang Liu was subdued.

　　Great!

　　Water God!

　　Yes.

　　Even his aesthetics had been transformed by the two immortal old gods into the standard for water-type gods.

　　Two leather belts passed down from the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors had such an effect.

　　At this moment, Gonggong slowly opened his mouth.

　　Xiang Liu respectfully leaned forward, listening to the divine voice.

　　He heard Gonggong's slightly puzzled inquiry.

　　"Tsundere, what does it mean?"

　　Xiang Liu: "............"

　　Fang Feng: "............"

　　Bing Yi: "............"

　　The perfect smile that had been educated onto Xiang Liu's face froze, and he stiffly raised his head. Gonggong raised his hand to rub his brow. Even though it was just a divided soul, it was still one of the most powerful gods. When Wei Yuan's heart was not so guarded, he was able to read Wei Yuan's superficial thoughts.

　　So he could confirm that what Wei Yuan said about the path of man was not false.

　　But he also heard some noise.

　　Gonggong's indifferent eyes fell.

　　Fang Feng instantly thought of Wei Yuan, who had left with Gonggong.

　　He connected it to the thought that this word was said by Wei Yuan, or that Wei Yuan had used it to describe the Venerable God? There was no way to say this matter. Although Wei Yuan had some friendship with him, he was also a subject of Yu the Great. To some extent, Fang Feng was actually very happy about Wei Yuan's misfortune, so happy that he could carve a picture with jade.

　　But if he described this word exactly as it was.

　　With the Venerable God's violent temper.

　　The Fang Feng clan might be wiped out.

　　But in front of the gods, it was impossible to lie.

　　Fang Feng bit his teeth tightly, driving his brain.

　　Move!

　　My brain!

　　Think of a way to break the situation, my five thousand years of accumulated wisdom!

　　In an instant, it was as if countless Fang Feng giants were with him, as if the knowledge and wisdom of countless ancestors had gathered in one person, and the thoughts running like electric currents constantly collided with sparks, thinking about the only way to break the situation.

　　Fang Feng, the last of the giants, Fang Feng, lowered his eyes and nose, abandoned his thoughts.

　　Like a stone statue.

　　Damn it...

　　My brain...

　　Useless!

　　At this time, he heard Xiang Liu's voice. This desolate god, who had been transformed into the image of Shenzhou, explained without changing his expression: "...This is an extremely beautiful attribute that does not exist in the human world at all, but only exists in the world imagined by people. It is human praise for beauty."

　　"Broken down, it is the pride of the gods and the pride of the strong."

　　This remark was made without the slightest hesitation.

　　Then, due to some information gap, Gonggong's superficial consciousness slowly nodded.

　　"If that's the case."

　　"In the new prayer, this word can be added before the Venerable Name."

　　Bing Yi's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously thought of the scene when the believers of the Water God in the world would loudly pray one day, and thought of the fate of that subject of Yu the Great at that time, and silently gave up thinking.

　　He would be whipped, right?

　　He would definitely be whipped, right?

　　He would be resurrected and constantly beaten to death, then resurrected and beaten to death again, right?

　　Yu the Great chasing after Xing Tian to fight.

　　His subject dared to tease the Venerable God.

　　These two guys have personalities carved from the same mold.

　　He Bo Bing Yi silently decided to go and see that subject of Yu the Great.

　　At this time, the young man transformed from Xiang Liu finally remembered a serious matter, lowered his eyes and bowed, saying, "Venerable God, during this period of time, one person has been waiting outside every day, hoping to see the true face of the Venerable God."

　　Bing Yi frowned.

　　"Is it Him?"

　　Gonggong's expression was calm, and he said, "Who?"

　　Xiang Liu organized his words and said cautiously, "...A tiger from Shenzhou."

　　"The source of the later title of Mountain Lord."

　　"Now he secretly controls a remote pantheon."

　　……………………

　　"Shenzhou Tiger Demon, greets the Water God."

　　The Mountain Lord in a black robe did not show the arrogance of the past at all, and saluted.

　　Every move conformed to the etiquette of the Shenzhou God Era.

　　"Having been here for a long time, by chance, I learned of the Venerable God's location, and I have long wanted to come and pay my respects."

　　"This is a gift for the first meeting."

　　Bing Yi looked down at this fierce tiger demon.

　　Before, Xiang Liu, as the most famous great demon and desolate god in the entire Sakura Island pantheon, had grown his ninth head and wreaked havoc in the area, but suddenly disappeared. This tiger, who had been a general in Shenzhou, was meticulous and analyzed this possibility, and came over.

　　When he said the gift for the first meeting, the Mountain Lord took out a wooden box from his arms.

　　He respectfully presented it.

　　When he opened the box, Bing Yi narrowed his eyes. It was a piece of gold inside, filled with the purest divinity. Connecting it to the identity of the tiger in front of him, it was self-evident what he had done to pay his respects to the Water God.

　　Its cruelty and domineering, even Bing Yi felt his pupils shrink slightly.

　　Gonggong played with this divinity from Sakura Island.

　　He casually threw it on the ground, the box overturned, and the divinity flowed out.

　　"I bestow it upon you."

　　His voice was lazy and indifferent.

　　As for relying on the divinity of these remote places to recover?

　　This option didn't even have the qualification to appear in this arrogant god's heart.

　　The Mountain Lord bowed and saluted, put away the divinity, and said softly, "If the Venerable God has a divine reign."

　　"I am willing to be a vanguard under your command."

　　………………

　　A moment later.

　　The tiger in a black robe put his hands together and bowed, and stepped back from the place where the Water God was.

　　Then he stepped on the waves and headed towards Sakura Island.

　　Gonggong's superficial consciousness had a calm expression, and did not show the slightest ripple for the tiger's surrender. His eyes were deep, but this expression made Bing Yi and Fang Feng, who were familiar with him, even more afraid to neglect, lowering their eyes and heads, not daring to look at the god's expression.

　　He had scheming and city, and could both fight with a sword and bow down.

　　There was nothing that could not be mortgaged, including subordinates and his own dignity.

　　This was bound to be the foundation of a hero.

　　But it was also the personality that Gonggong hated the most.

　　Perhaps Jumang would like this kind of personality, but the Water God Gonggong might appreciate Yu the Great's style more... After all, his subordinate dependents were the Fang Feng giants who were not good at using their brains, his biggest enemies were Yu the Great and Ying Long, the number one fighter of Kunlun Mountain, and his good friend was Wuzhiqi.

　　He himself was still a civil servant.

　　Thinking like this.

　　Everything became very reasonable.

　　It was not until the repressive power from the Water God gradually disappeared that he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

　　At this moment, the Mountain Lord returned to Sakura Island.

　　At this moment, Sakura Island seemed to have returned to calm, at most, the gods and monsters had returned to the cognition and vision of ordinary people, but this did not seem to be anything. What happened in Shenzhou before was much more significant than here.

　　The Mountain Lord came to a cave.

　　This place was a spiritual vein in the land of Sakura Island. The disciples of the Tendai sect, one of the eight sects of Sakura Island Buddhism, had already been swept away. The original solemn place of Buddhism was now filled with demonic energy. The further one went inside, the weaker the demonic energy became, and finally there was even a trace of divinity.

　　A huge green snake coiled in this Buddhist land.

　　Sensing the aura, it slowly swam, and the huge snake head slowly fell, transforming into a handsome woman with a human body and a snake tail. The Mountain Lord's expression softened, and he looked at the surrounding environment and said, "It seems that these Buddhist branch practitioners are also somewhat beneficial to you."

　　"Have you absorbed all the divine power and divinity of those few gods?"

　　A crisp voice replied, "Absorbed."

　　The Mountain Lord nodded.

　　Then he took out the box from his arms and distributed a part of the divinity inside to the Green Snake, saying:

　　"You should cultivate well."

　　"Which of the gods who died do you like, you can replace their position."

　　The Green Snake said, "...These divinities are so hard to eat, I still like the snacks by the West Lake."

　　The Mountain Lord shook his head helplessly, took out a small package from his sleeve and threw it to the Green Snake. The handsome woman was surprised and hurriedly opened it, only to find that it was actually the snacks from the West Lake, and blinked her eyes: "Isn't there no way to go back to Shenzhou now?"

　　"Did you... make it yourself, my lord?"/

　　"............"

　　The Mountain Lord said, "You should taste the flavor."

　　The Green Snake's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously very happy.

　　The Mountain Lord said flatly, "Since you want to join the Water God's camp, you must also have a certificate of allegiance."

　　"You cultivate well, I will go and solve this matter first."

　　He smiled and said, "Don't worry."

　　"I will definitely bring you all back to Shenzhou."

　　"Back to our homeland."

　　………………

　　After instructing the Green Snake, the Mountain Lord turned and left, participating in the so-called gathering of the gods of Takamagahara.

　　In this majestic temple, the new Divine Emperor, who had inherited the divinity of Xu Fu and the golden seal of the Divine Emperor of Shenzhou granted to the Japanese slaves, sat on the throne. Standing on both sides were tall gods, but these gods were no longer those of Sakura Island.

　　Their flesh and blood had been devoured, and their divinity had been taken over.

　　Wearing clothes in the style of the Yan Han Dynasty.

　　In Takamagahara, 70% of the main great gods had turned into great demons of Shenzhou.

　　Therefore, the so-called Divine Emperor's authority was of no value at all. The original plan in her heart when she agreed to be a puppet had been easily broken without the slightest value.

　　Those great fiends who had left legends and stories in countless places laughed and talked, and between their words, the fierce but deep pressure made people tremble in their hearts. Even the originally sacred temple had been completely changed to the style of Shenzhou.

　　Suddenly,

　　Accompanied by the sound of heavy war drums, a faint voice shouted:

　　"The Mountain Lord has arrived!"

　　With a series of loud and powerful voices, the many great demons who had been laughing and scolding all stopped their voices, and even the remaining gods subconsciously held their breath, and the atmosphere was instantly solemn.

　　They respectfully lowered their eyes.

　　With a flick of his sleeves, the clouds gathered and dispersed.

　　The demon gods bowed.

　　Accompanied by steady footsteps, a young man in a dark patterned black robe walked slowly, one hand on the hilt of his sword, his eyes indifferent. The huge sense of oppression made the Divine Emperor tremble. Then, he stopped, raised his hand slightly and bowed, his palm resting, his eyes looking at the Divine Emperor from above his palm.

　　How could the eagle's gaze and the wolf's regard compare to the tiger's slow walk?

　　The Divine Emperor's face was pale.

　　"I have something to report."

　　The black-robed youth stood up and said:

　　"Issue a decree throughout the territory."

　　"Honor Xu Fu as the ancestor."

　　"Abolish the writing, abolish the sacrifices, all follow Emperor Shomu, and learn the customs of Shenzhou."

　　"Sakura Island, rename it Yingzhou."

　　The Divine Emperor's pupils contracted.

　　Yingzhou...

　　Under the jurisdiction of Shenzhou.

　　This was absolutely impossible, absolutely not allowed. Even this Divine Emperor, who was regarded as a puppet, understood what this meant. Her palms trembled, and she grabbed the sword and stood up abruptly, looking at the other gods, among whom there was still a considerable part who were loyal to her. She shouted loudly, "Is there anyone who has the courage to kill this fiend with me!"

　　The voice was impassioned, but no one responded.

　　A desperate silence.

　　The black-robed youth said flatly:

　　"Your Majesty Emperor Shomu, you write it yourself. I will take a look after you write it."

　　"I don't need to teach you, do I?"

　　The Divine Emperor staggered and sat down, dejected and powerless: "...Yes."

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