God Soldier Atlas

"My lord, do you believe what Yang Zhitian said?"

Liu Ruochuan looked at Zhou Shu who was walking forward, and couldn't help but ask.

"You know him better than I do, do you believe it?"

Zhou Shu said calmly.

Liu Ruochuan couldn't see any emotion from his expression.

With a wry smile, he said, "I don't know either."

"I thought I knew him very well, but now I know that I have been with him for so many years, but I don't know him at all at all."

"I can't see clearly in this world."

Liu Ruochuan said with a sigh.

Even with divine power, he still feels very confused.

He didn't know what to do in the future.

All other saints want eternal life, but he feels that living for one lifetime is already tiring enough, and eternal life, why bother?

If he were to choose again, he would rather die when the ancient Heavenly Court was destroyed.

That way, there won't be so many troubles now.

"It doesn't matter if what he said is true or not."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "We can already be sure that Yang Zhitian will not help us."

"How to deal with the holiness of the Emperor, we don't have to count on him anymore."

"Of course, the good news is that he shouldn't jump out and hurt us."

"Now the gods of Heavenly Emperor believe that I have mastered the method of detachment discovered by Yang Zhitian. At least for a short time, they should not directly attack us."

"We still have a chance."

Zhou Shu said with a distant look.

"It would be great if the world was not holy."

Liu Ruochuan sighed.

Zhou Shu glanced at him, don't say, Liu Ruochuan may have told a lot of lies, but one thing, he didn't lie.

He really wanted to bring down the gods of the Heavenly Emperor.

A saint who doesn't value the status of the sacred, Liu Ruochuan is also a wonderful person.

"There should be no sacredness in this world."

Zhou Shu nodded in agreement.

There is no problem with the sacred cultivation base itself, but the problem is that those sacred people stick to the so-called destiny, treat everyone in the world as their plaything, and arbitrarily manipulate the fate of everyone.

This is the problem.

Why, why should all things in the world follow the so-called destiny?

Could it be that because of what happened in the first cycle, all subsequent cycles must be scripted?

There is no reason for that!

Everyone should have the opportunity to control their own destiny!

"No matter what, let's do what we can do with a clear conscience."

Zhou Shu said, "Yang Zhitian wants to be alone, so let him be."

"Let's make concerted efforts to overthrow the sacredness of the Emperor of Heaven, either, let this world have no saints, or let this world be holy for everyone!"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

"Everyone in the world is holy?"

A look of surprise appeared on Liu Ruochuan's face, he shook his head with a wry smile, "How is that possible?"

Everyone is sacred, what kind of situation would that be?

"At least, let everyone have the opportunity to be holy, instead of now, the world is not benevolent and all things are regarded as dogs."

Zhou Shu said with a smile.

"It's useless to think so much. Now, let's think of a way first, how to deal with the sacredness of the Heavenly Emperor."

Zhou Shu continued, "The lie of the method of detachment may not be delayed too long."

"It's Yang Zhitian's idea, which is very interesting."

Zhou Shu's face showed contemplation, "Maybe, I can really use this detachment method to send the Emperor and the others away."

"Use this method of detachment to send the Heavenly Emperor and the others away?"

Liu Ruochuan looked puzzled and puzzled.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking casually."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, whether it will work or not, you have to go back and carefully consider the details.

"Where did Qi Tian go?"

Zhou Shu raised his head and looked forward, Qi Tian left before them, but now he has disappeared.

"Don't mind him."

Liu Ruochuan said nonchalantly, "In all likelihood, he has already returned to Tiangong Pavilion."

"I said Liu Ruochuan, what is your relationship with Yang Zhitian?"

Zhou Shu looked at Liu Ruochuan and wondered.

"It's nothing, he saved us and taught us the way of cultivation."

Liu Ruochuan seemed reluctant to mention more, and said casually, "It's all in the past. Qi Tian and I have worked for him for many years, and what we owe him has already been paid off."

"It's fine now, everyone has nothing to do with each other."

Liu Ruochuan's face was lost.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Zhou Shu patted his shoulder and didn't speak again.

The two buried their heads on their way, and after a while, they had returned to the Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu stayed in Tiangong Pavilion for a few days, and then returned to the territory of the ancestral human race.

There, he couldn't close himself directly.

During this period, many people came to the door, but those people with the highest cultivation base were only false gods.

The real holy, since the judge, has not appeared again.

Zhou Shu asked people to keep all the visiting people out of the door, and no one knew what he was busy with.

If it wasn't for Mu Zhixing's sudden return, I'm afraid that his retreat this time, I don't know how long it will last.

"Have you found the bones of the first Pangu?"

Zhou Shu looked tired, looked at Mu Zhixing and said.

With Zhou Shu's current cultivation level, even if he does not sleep for several years, he will not be tired.

He is now like this, which shows that he is exhausted.

Where is the method of detachment so easy?

Yang Zhitian was absolutely amazing. It took several cycles and countless years, but he could not really solve this problem.

Even though Zhou Shu's technique of casting soldiers is no weaker than Yang Zhitian, finding a solution is not a matter of one or two days.

"No!"

Ju Zhixing said angrily.

"I have already turned the ancestral land upside down, but I haven't even found a shadow! I said, my lord, are you sure that Pangu's bones are hidden in the ancestral land?"

"Not quite sure."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said.

"I'm not very sure, you still let me find it?"

Mu Zhixing said angrily, "Aren't you kidding me?"

"You can't blame me."

Zhou Shu shrugged and said, "I got this news from your elder brother."

"My big brother?"

Mu Zhixing frowned, "My lord, do you still think that my eldest brother is not dead?"

"It's not what I think, it's the truth."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "I just saw him just before you came back. I not only saw your elder brother, but also your elder sister-in-law."

"By the way, did you give the colorful robe I gave you last time to your eldest brother?"

Zhou Shu looked at Mu Zhixing and asked.

At the beginning, he used the arm of the first generation of Pangu as the main material, and cast a colorful robe.

He did it on purpose, just to give Yang Zhitian a hard time.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Shu had already met Yang Zhitian before Wucaixiayi played a role.

Of course, what he saw was not the real body.

However, the clay sculpture Yang Zhitian has Yang Zhitian's distraction, and it is not much different from the main body.

"I didn't give it to my big brother."

Ju Zhixing blurted out subconsciously, "I sold it to No. 1!"

"Number one?"

Zhou Shu frowned slightly, and immediately figured it out.

No. 1 Golden Mask Man, in all likelihood, is also inseparable from Yang Zhitian.

The chess pieces buried by this guy Yang Zhitian are really too many to count.

"never mind."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said casually.

"Since the bones of the first generation of Pangu have not been found, why did you come back in such a hurry?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"I'll come back to my life."

Mu Zhixing said angrily, "I've searched for the ancestral land, but I can't find it. Am I going to die of old age there?"

Mu Zhixing has never been a rigid person, so he wouldn't do that kind of thing.

"Since the ancestral land can't be found, then look for it in this big world."

Zhou Shu said casually, "I believe in you, you can definitely do it."

"No, don't trust me."

Mu Zhixing hurriedly shook his head and said, "I quit, you promised me the benefits, and I don't want it either."

"I knew it wasn't that easy! No wonder you promised me so many benefits!"

Mu Zhixing had an attitude of lying flat, anyway, no matter what Zhou Shu said, he would never look for the bones of the first Pangu again.

"All right."

Zhou Shu didn't force him, and said, "Since you don't want to find the bones of the first Pangu, I still have a task here, do you want to take it?"

"You talk first and listen!"

Juzhixing said.

He wouldn't agree immediately.

Others don't know, but Mu Zhixing knows it. Zhou Shu's strong men are like clouds, what does he want to do, and those people under his men have to rush to do it?

The matter that required his Mu Zhixing to go out was definitely not so easy to handle, it was like looking for the bones of the first Pangu.

Who knows what strange tasks Zhou Shu has here.

"I have a deal with the Holy Emperor. He sent a Holy God to me. As for me, I also want to send someone to him to facilitate our communication."

Zhou Shu pondered, "I think about it, you are smart enough to go there."

"To be a proton?"

Mu Zhixing blurted out, and immediately pooh pooh twice.

"Are you making me a hostage first?"

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "You have a good idea! You are reluctant to send your own cronies, but let me go?"

"I'm stupid to go!"

"You think too much."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "It's not a hostage, it's holy, and it doesn't need a hostage."

"It's me, and in the eyes of the Holy Spirit, it's just an ant that can be pinched to death. Do you think they need hostages?"

Zhou Shu said.

"That's not what it says."

Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "Others don't know you, I don't know? Don't look at those holy people who seem to have the upper hand now, they definitely won't take any advantage from you."

"Even if it is not a hostage now, it will become a hostage soon."

Mu Zhixing was firm and said, "I won't go."

"You said you can't do this either, you can't do that either, aren't you planning to eat here?"

Zhou Shu said impatiently, "Our situation is very bad now. Everyone is fighting for the survival of the ancestral human race. If you want to lie down, I can't accommodate you here."

"My lord, do you want to do this!"

Mu Zhixing exclaimed, "We have such a deep friendship, are you going to drive me away?"

"I'm not trying to drive you away, but if you want to stay, you have to do something. Otherwise, what will other people think? They will say that Zhou Shu is unfair!"

Zhou Shu shook his head and said.

"You can choose. One is to continue looking for the bones of the first Pangu, and the other is to go to the Holy Emperor and be responsible for communicating with him."

Zhou Shu said directly.

"Is there a third way?"

Mu Zhixing said with a bitter face.

"What I'm good at is not doing these chores, I'm good at inquiring about news, otherwise, how about I still in charge of inquiring about news for you?"

Juzhixing said.

"Need not."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Someone is already doing the inquiring about the news."

"These two, you choose one, otherwise, you will leave here and make a living on your own."

Zhou Shu waved his hand impatiently and said.

"Then I'm really leaving."

Mu Zhixing stood up and said.

Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, signaling him to ask.

"Let's go."

Mu Zhixing turned back three steps and said.

"If you want to go, go quickly! Momochi, he doesn't look like a man!"

Zhou Shu scolded.

"I-"

Mu Zhixing had already walked to the door, but he still didn't take the last step, he said helplessly.

"alright, you win!"

Mu Zhixing said viciously, "Forget it, I'll choose the first one!"

"I will continue to find the bones of the first Pangu!"

After Mu Zhixing finished speaking, he walked out with a face on his face.

After he left, behind Zhou Shu, a figure appeared, it was Marshal Gu Tianting Tianpeng, Liu Ruochuan.

"See what?"

Zhou Shu asked without turning his head.

"He deliberately wants to stay by your side."

Liu Ruochuan said.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Shu said.

This is something that can be seen at a glance.

"Others, I can't see it."

Liu Ruochuan shook his head and said, "I have known him for many years. I have seen him when Gu Tianting was still there."

"If it is said that he is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian, it does not seem very similar."

Liu Ruochuan pondered.

"And according to what you said, he learned the Self-transformation Method from you at the beginning, so it is unlikely that he is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian."

Liu Ruochuan said thoughtfully.

"What if he did it on purpose?"

Zhou Shu said noncommittally.

"His transformation into freedom is so mysterious and unparalleled, it is me, and now I dare not say that I have practiced it to the highest level. Yang Zhitian's level is definitely higher than mine, and I may not be able to see through his incarnation."

Zhou Shu said.

He was always absolutely sure that Yang Zhitian was not the one who was alone as the clay sculpture said.

If Yang Zhitian just wanted to quietly study the method of detachment, there is no need for Tiandi and others to target him like this.

After all, Yang Zhitian would not have any influence on the destiny if he just studied it alone.

He became the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, entered the ancestral land to establish the heavenly court, and laid down countless successors.

This kind of thing is not like something done by a person who is willing to be lonely.

The most important thing is that Yang Zhitian is sacred. He may be the first person to exist at the beginning of the world. He can live for 100,000 years. If Mu Zhixing is really his younger brother, he can't live for 100,000 years. !

Judging from all these signs, it is impossible for Mu Zhixing to be Yang Zhitian's younger brother.

But Yang Zhitian took great care of Mu Zhixing. Even Liu Ruochuan and Qi Tian regarded Mu Zhixing as Yang Zhitian's younger brother.

Here, if there is no problem, Zhou Shu will never believe it.

So there was just this test.

He specially called Liu Ruochuan, and also wanted Liu Ruochuan to help him see if there was anything wrong with Mu Zhixing.

"Sacred and heaven and earth have the same longevity. Judging from the time, Yang Zhitian must have been at least 80,000 to 90,000 years old when he entered the ancestral land, and Mu Zhixing's age is definitely not that old."

Liu Ruochuan pondered, "So Mu Zhixing will not be his younger brother."

"In the identity of Yang Zhitian, there is no need to deliberately use a younger brother to make a mystery. When he was in the ancestral land, he was absolutely supreme, and he didn't need to act for anyone to see."

"You mean, Mu Zhixing's identity is extraordinary, so Yang Zhicai would treat him like this?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Nine times out of ten."

Liu Ruochuan nodded and said, "With what I know about Yang Zhitian, unless that's the case, he won't do it."

"He rarely does anything useless."

Liu Ruochuan added.

Zhou Shu nodded with a thoughtful look on his face.

Yang Zhitian is indeed good enough for Ju Zhixing.

Even after entering the big world, he also sent the No. 1 golden mask man to keep delivering news to Mu Zhixing.

But if Juzhixing is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian, Yang Zhitian doesn't seem to have to be.

The only explanation is that Ju Zhixing has another identity.

"Yang Zhitian's biggest obsession is detachment."

Zhou Shu pondered, "You said, what if Ju Zhixing is related to detachment?"

"Is that impossible?"

Liu Ruochuan shook his head and said, "Mu Zhixing's strength is very average. Up to now, he is not even a Heavenly Venerate..."

"Seeing is not necessarily believing."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said.

The two stared at each other for a long time, unable to think of the real possibility.

But what is certain now is that Mu Zhixing is definitely not Yang Zhitian's younger brother, and there must be something wrong with his identity.

Moreover, he followed Zhou Shu with a stubborn face, refusing to leave, and he didn't know what purpose he was holding.

"Liu Ruochuan."

Zhou Shu pondered and said, "You just have to work hard. During these days, quietly follow Mu Zhixing to see what his plans are."

"Remember, safety must be the top priority."

Zhou Shu added a sentence.

Although it seems that Ju Zhixing's cultivation is not even Tianzun, but Zhou Shu knows that Ju Zhixing may not be as simple as it looks on the surface.

"it is good."

Liu Ruochuan did not refuse, but nodded.

After speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the air, and finally disappeared.

After Liu Ruochuan disappeared, Zhou Shu sat still, thought for a while, and finally sighed, turned around and started to retreat again.

There was no sun and moon in the retreat, and it was a year later when Zhou Shu went out again.

When his face was pale and his face sunken in front of everyone, he really startled everyone.

They almost didn't recognize that this was Zhou Shu.

Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian all held Zhou Shu's hand with some distress.

"My lord, you—"

Mi Ziwen was also worried.

Since he knew this second brother, he had never seen the second brother look like this.

He didn't know how much pressure the second brother had endured to become like this in just one year.

"Second brother, now that all the ancestral people have been transferred, everyone is fierce, even if there are enemies, we dare to fight to the death, you really don't need to do this..."

Mi Ziwen couldn't help but said.

"Yes, my lord."

Meng Bai said in a deep voice, "Those sacred and false gods are powerful, but our ancestral human race has never been afraid of death, my lord, we are not afraid of a battle, you don't need to bear all the pressure yourself, although our strength is not comparable. Lord, you, but we are comrades in arms, and we can share it together."

"fine."

Zhou Shu shook his head, "It's not what you think."

"I'm just thinking about the art of casting soldiers. Those sacred and false gods, I don't take them too seriously."

Although he said so, everyone did not believe it.

They knew Zhou Shu's technique of casting soldiers that even in this big world, it was the strongest existence.

If not, could he become the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion?

The pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, can ordinary people do it?

If it is the trouble of casting soldiers, can Zhou Shu become like this?

Besides, in the art of casting soldiers, what problems can stumped Zhou Shu?

Looking at the expressions of everyone, Zhou Shu knew that it was useless to explain to them.

"Has anything major happened recently?"

Zhou Shu changed the subject and asked.

"There is one."

Mi Ziwen said.

"This year, the battles between the false gods continued, and even General Zhan was seriously injured."

"He also brought back a seriously injured pseudo-god, saying that it may be of great use to you, Prince."

Mi Ziwen said in a serious tone.

"Oh? Zhan is also injured?"

Zhou Shu remembered that at the beginning, the Emperor of Heaven ordered new pseudo-gods to replace the old pseudo-gods. The so-called new pseudo-gods were the pseudo-gods who received the invitation to the feast of spiritual fruits, while the war was classified as the old pseudo-gods. God's ranks.

In this way, he is naturally also the object of elimination.

It's just that Zhou Shu didn't expect that Yi Zhan's strength would be seriously injured.

"Where is he now?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"He's recovering."

Mi Ziwen said, "Vice Pavilion Master Cui Lin has sent many Heavenly Venerates to guard our territory, and with Lord Qitian there, those false gods do not dare to offend our territory."

"General Zhan and the others are here, and those false gods don't dare to continue chasing them."

"I'll go see him first, and we'll talk about other things later."

After Zhou Shu finished speaking, he asked Yoniko to take him to the place where he was wounded.

When he saw the battle, Zhou Shu also had a momentary daze.

Destiny seems to have really changed.

When Zhou Shu saw the future in the stone tablet, he himself was sealed and cultivated, and he became a crippled person.

Now, the feast of spirit fruit has been over for a long time, he has not become a waste person, and the ancestral people are still there.

Zhan, not only did he not become the lackey of the Heavenly Emperor, but instead was the mainstay of the ancestral human race, a figure in front of him.

"My lord!"

Seeing Zhou Shu coming, Zhan struggled to get up.

Zhou Shu hurriedly held his shoulders and pressed him back to the slump.

Zhan is already a pseudo-god, and he is the strongest among the pseudo-gods, but now he is injured to the point of being bedridden, which shows how much he is injured.

"Recover with peace of mind, everything is mine."

Zhou Shu said.

With a look of reassurance on Zhan's face, he said, "My lord, I brought back the pseudo-god Jintong. He said he has an important secret to tell you."

"Pseudo-magic? Does he have a secret to tell me?"

Zhou Shu was a little surprised. He was still curious about who the pseudo-god who was rescued from the battle was, but he didn't expect it to be Jintong.

Pseudo-magic, and they should actually be enemies rather than friends.

The previous pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion died under the conspiracy of the pseudo-god Jintong.

Moreover, the pseudo-god Jintong casts the evil soldiers, and the evil spirits have already entered the body, and they have completely lost their minds.

What secret can he tell himself?

Speaking of which, I don't seem to have dealt with the pseudo-magic a few times.

"He was attacked by false gods and was seriously injured to death, but it was a blessing in disguise and he regained his senses."

Zhan knew what Zhou Shu was wondering, and explained, "I happened to pass by and rescued him. He was seriously injured and could not recover, but he kept holding his breath, just to see you, Prince."

Zhan said with some emotion.

He and the pseudo-god Jintong fought more than once, thinking that when he got the first spiritual fruit, the pseudo-god Jintong chased and killed him for several months.

If he hadn't swallowed the spiritual fruit and became a pseudo-god, he would have already died in the hands of the pseudo-god Jintong.

Who would have thought that one day, the pseudo-magic Jin Tong would fall to such a level that he would need to fight to save him.

"In that case, I'll go see him and see what he has to say."

Zhou Shu nodded and said.

The pseudo-magic Jin Tong was placed next door to Zhan, and he really only had his last breath left.

Perhaps because of the use of evil soldiers, the pseudo-god Jintong is now almost as thin as a skeleton.

If it wasn't for the ups and downs of his chest, Zhou Shu would have even regarded him as a dead person.

"Pseudo-magic, I heard you want to see me?"

Zhou Shu also had some emotions in his heart. Although he was hostile, he was also touched when he saw the pseudo-god Jintong falling to the current level.

The pseudo-god opened his eyes openly, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

"Yes, I want to see you!"

The pseudo-god Jintong didn't know where the strength came from, so he sat up and stared at Zhou Shu.

"I don't seem to be familiar with you. I don't know if you are looking for me, what is the matter."

Zhou Shu looked at the fake **** Jintong and said, "If you want me to avenge you, I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Not to mention whether Zhou Shu has the strength, even if he does, he is not related to the pseudo-god, so why should he avenge him?

"It's no use."

The pseudo-god Jintong shook his head and said, "The skill is not as good as that of a human being. If you die, you will die. There is no revenge. If I can kill others, others can naturally kill me. If I die, I will die. ."

Zhou Shu looked at the pseudo-shen Jintong somewhat unexpectedly, but he didn't expect that the pseudo-shen Jintong still had this kind of bearing.

Sure enough, someone who can become a false **** will not be an ordinary person.

"Then what do you want to see me for?"

Zhou Shu said sternly.

"I killed the previous Tiangong Pavilion master."

The false **** Jintong said.

Zhou Shu's expression was calm and calm, and he said calmly, "Then what?"

"The reason why I was able to kill the previous Tiangong Pavilion Master was because someone helped me."

The pseudo-god Jintong continued, as if he was returning to the light, he sat cross-legged and spoke more and more fully.

"I was able to cast evil soldiers, and it was also someone who gave me the method of casting soldiers."

"Oh? Isn't it the method of casting soldiers that you got from the hand of the pavilion master of my Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu wondered.

"no."

The pseudo-god Jintong shook his head and said, "I suspect that the person who wanted Tiangong Pavilion to die as the pavilion master wanted to cover up some secret."

"The previous pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion discovered a secret, so someone borrowed my hand to kill him."

Pseudo-god Jintong said with a straight face.

"I only wanted to understand this truth when I was about to die. I am pseudo-magic and willing to admit defeat, but I don't want to be used by others, so I want to make this matter clear to you."

The pseudo-god Jintong continued, a strange ruddy flashed across his face.

Zhou Shu knew that the life of the pseudo-jintong was about to come to an end.

He held his breath and waited until he arrived, and now he has reached the end of the shot.

In fact, the pseudo-jintong is already dead.

In his current situation, anyone who comes here will be powerless.

"who's that person?"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

"I don't know his name. When he appeared in front of me, he also wore a mask."

The pseudo-god Jintong said, "But he probably wouldn't have imagined that I have an innate ability to draw people from bones."

"When I was young, I hadn't set foot in martial arts. I used to draw for a living. I was able to draw a person's appearance with the help of his skeleton."

A look of memory appeared on Jintong's face, "I can even draw his face just through the back of one."

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhou Shu was surprised.

"It's not magic, it's talent."

The pseudo-god Jintong said proudly, "Except for myself, in the past 100,000 years, I have never seen a second person with this kind of ability."

"amazing!"

Zhou Shu gave a thumbs up and said sincerely.

Receiving praise from the current pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, who is said to be able to be tough and holy, a smile appeared on the face of the pseudo-god Jintong.

"That person, although wearing a mask, can cover his face, but he does not cover his skeleton, so I drew his appearance accordingly."

The pseudo-god Jintong flipped his wrist, and a scroll appeared on his hand.

"This is what I drew, his face."

Before he finished speaking, the breath of the pseudo-shen Jintong fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His face turned pale.

"I have experienced everything in my life. Now, I have discovered that my happiest time was when I was selling paintings on the street."

The pseudo-god Jintong laughed three times, and then completely lost his breath.

A generation of false gods has fallen.

Zhou Shu took the scroll from the pseudo-shen Jintong's hand, and then saw the figure of the pseudo-shen Jintong, turned into flying ash, and completely dissipated in the air, leaving not even a trace of it.

"Jintong, all the way, go well."

Zhou Shu murmured.

Although he used to be an enemy, the pseudo-magic power is also a respectable opponent.

"Is this the real murderer who killed the previous pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu muttered to himself.

He slowly opened the scroll, and Tong Kong shrank.

"how is this possible?!"

Zhou Shu's face could not contain a look of shock.

On the scroll was a human face, a face he was extremely familiar with.

"Mu Zhixing!"

Zhou Shu spat out three words between his teeth.

According to the time calculation, when Tiangong Pavilion took office as the pavilion owner and died, Mu Zhixing should still be in the ancestral land and did not come to this big world.

How could it be that he bewitched the pseudo-god Jintong and helped the pseudo-god Jintong kill the previous pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion?

unless-

A thought flashed through Zhou Shu's mind.

Unless someone pretends to be Ju Zhixing!

But that's also unlikely.

When that person saw the pseudo-jintong, he was wearing a mask all the time. He would never have imagined that the pseudo-jintong also had the ability to draw appearances based on his body shape.

So he didn't need to change his appearance.

If it wasn't for someone pretending to be, it would mean that Mu Zhixing had always had the ability to travel between the ancestral land and the big world.

The time he followed Zhou Shu to the Great World was not the first time for Mu Zhixing to come.

Traveling to and from the ancestral land and the great world has extremely high requirements for cultivation, even the ordinary Heavenly Venerate may not be able to do it.

"not good!"

Zhou Shu's heart sank.

If the person who bewitched the pseudo-god Jintong is really Mu Zhixing, then Mu Zhixing is hiding his cultivation.

How high is his strength?

Isn't it dangerous for Liu Ruochuan to follow him.

"Liu Ruochuan is holy. Even if Mu Zhixing hides his cultivation, he is still holy at best."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "Even if Liu Ruochuan can't beat him, there should be no problem in saving his life."

Zhou Shu can only comfort himself like this.

He even regrets letting Liu Ruochuan follow Mu Zhixing now.

Although he was a little suspicious of Ju Zhixing, in fact, he still didn't take Ju Zhixing too much as a threat after all.

After all, Mu Zhixing had been by his side for so many years, and there was still some friendship between the two.

How could he have thought that Mu Zhixing was hidden so deeply!

"Liu Ruochuan, ah Liu Ruochuan, you are also an old fox. It's not so easy to capsize in the gutter."

Zhou Shu sighed and said.

"Tiangong Pavilion became the pavilion owner, what secret did he discover that made Mu Zhixing kill him?"

Zhou Shu frowned and thought.

Two people who were originally completely unrelated, actually had a strange connection.

"Yang Zhitian, the pavilion master who took office in Tiangong Pavilion, is there any secret here?"

Zhou Shu was puzzled.

He had read through all the classics of Tiangong Pavilion and found no secrets.

What did the previous pavilion master discover?

It is conceivable that it must be a big secret that Mu Zhixing will not hesitate to keep his mouth shut.

"It's a pity that he died so completely that he didn't leave any clues."

Zhou Shu sighed and said to himself.

"wrong!"

Zhou Shu suddenly said, "The former pavilion master's crony is Cui Lin. Before he left, he should have explained some things to Cui Lin."

"If you know why he left back then, you may be able to know what secret he discovered."

"But what does it have to do with me?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu shook his head with a wry smile.

What if you know what secrets the previous pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion discovered?

He and the previous pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion are not relatives and not related, and have no idea of ​​revenge for him.

As for what Mu Zhixing had concealed, that was another matter.

In general, Tiangong Pavilion's appointment as the pavilion master has nothing to do with him.

The pseudo-god Jintong held his breath and told him the secret, I'm afraid he was wrong.

He is not the direct disciple of the previous pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, all this is just a misunderstanding.

Even so, people are curious.

Zhou Shu is also inevitable.

Reason tells him not to meddle in his own business. Now, the most important thing for him is to find a way to deal with the Emperor and the others.

But he couldn't help but think about it.

All the way back to Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian, Zhou Shu was still thinking about this matter.

"My lord—"

Mi Ziwen's call brought Zhou Shu back to his senses.

"Brother, is something wrong?"

Zhou Shu looked at Mi Ziwen and asked.

"My lord, you called us here and said that there was something to order."

Mi Ziwen was a little stunned, and looked at Zhou Shu worriedly. Zhou Shu's state seemed to be really wrong.

"Oh!"

Zhou Shu also reacted, and it was indeed he who called people over.

"I called everyone to come here because I have some insights recently, and I specially cast a few magic weapons, and I want everyone to try it out."

Zhou Shu retracted his thoughts, temporarily put aside the matter of Tiangong Pavilion's appointment as the pavilion owner, and said.

"Oh?"

When Zhou Shu said this, everyone was interested.

Zhou Shu's technique of casting soldiers is already the best in the world. In the whole world, no one dares to say that his technique of casting soldiers is stronger than that of the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu said so dearly, what kind of powerful magic weapons would these few magic weapons be?

Everyone is looking forward to it.

At this moment, Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and waved, only to see three figures of clay sculptures appearing in front of everyone.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other.

The state of the king is really not right.

Didn't he say let's try the magic weapon?

How to throw out three clay figures?

"Zhou Shu, did you take it wrong?"

Yin Wuyou said in a low voice.

"That's right."

Zhou Shu shook his head with a smile on his face, and said, "This is what I call a magic weapon."

"Is this the magic weapon?"

Meng Bai took a step forward and touched the three clay figures.

They look like clay sculptures from a distance, but up close—

It is indeed a clay sculpture!

They are like kneaded out of loess and then fired at high temperature.

To be exact, these are three pottery figurines!

"That's right."

Zhou Shu nodded and said, "You don't believe it?"

"Who's going to try it?"

Zhou Shu looked at everyone and asked.

"Let me do it."

Meng Bai took the lead and said.

"General, attack them."

Zhou Shu nodded and said with a smile.

"attack?"

Meng Bai hesitated for a while, but he also felt that Zhou Shu couldn't be fooling around.

Even if it is a joke, what does it matter if you accompany him to make a fool of yourself?

Thinking of this, Meng Bai no longer hesitated.

With a flick of his wrist, a long sword appeared in his hand.

"boom-"

Meng Bai slashed on the pottery figurine with a sword.

Then everyone saw an eye-popping scene~www.readwn.com~ The three pottery figurines, under the sword of Mengbai, turned into pieces all over the ground with a bang.

How can the mere pottery figurines withstand the power of the sword of Mengbai?

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't bear to see Zhou Shu's expression after the car rolled over.

In other words, since Zhou Shu started casting soldiers, he seems to have never failed, this time—

Did we just pretend we didn't see it?

"Clap-"

Everyone was thinking, and then they heard someone applaud.

When they looked up, they saw Zhou Shu smiling and clapping his palms.

"Now, the time to witness the miracle has come."

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