Looking at the flustered disciples, Cang Linyuan finally felt a little comfort.
"You come with me."
The two walked slowly on the huge Conferred God Stage, stopping to write a word or two from time to time.
If someone draws the road they walked, they will find that it is a perfect gossip pattern.
Avenue three thousand.
Everything is accessible.
However, for tens of thousands of years, most of the monks in Kyushu entered the Tao with the sword.
Therefore, most of the many returnees in Kyushu are sword cultivators.
There are very few people like Cang Linyuan who entered Taoism with calligraphy and used words as magical powers.
Finally finished writing the last word.
The invisible air machine swung away.
Above the clouds in the sky above, Wei Mingguang, who was flying upwards, suddenly lowered his head, his divine sense pierced through the layers of clouds, and looked at the big gossip formation.
"This formation can kill the Maharaja."
"As expected of an old man."
While Wei Mingguang was sighing, his spiritual thoughts suddenly dispersed, and he looked at the vast land around Shanhaiguan.
One by one, the palace masters and the immortals were rushing towards Shanhaiguan from all directions.
Wei Mingguang withdrew his divine sense, stepped on the flying sword, and flew into the sky.
When Li Xiang became a god, he saw strands of luck falling from the nine heavens.
I also saw the majestic palace in the Nine Heavens.
Since then, Wei Mingguang has been thinking about those pictures in his mind all the time.
There are nine layers in the sky, and immortals and gods live on it.
Since Heaven really existed, it must leave traces.
Before the Conferred God Conference had started, he wanted to go up and have a look.
Wei Mingguang went up with his sword, and soon flew out of the atmosphere.
Fragments of satellites fly by.
The air is already extremely thin.
Vision suddenly became clear.
In the eyes, there are countless stars.
The near-vacuum low pressure caused the blood vessels in Wei Mingguang's body to expand, and the blood seemed to rush out.
Even the internal organs seemed to explode.
Wei Mingguang blocked his physical body with spirit energy, held his breath, and continued to fly deep into the starry sky.
On the Fengshen stage that is about to be completed.
Cang Linyuan looked at the huge God Conferred Altar with his hands behind his back, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
The little boy sat cross-legged beside him, holding a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, "Is the master not satisfied with this formation?"
Cang Linyuan sighed, "I like calligraphy as a teacher, but I'm not good at formations. Although this eight trigrams formation is strong, it's only used for emergencies."
The Zhen Guo God of War frowned, "Over the years, I have written countless numbers for my teacher, but I still can't find out which word is the strongest."
The little boy didn't even think about it, "Of course it's the word!"
"Heh bah", he spit on his fingertips and wrote the word "Meng" on the ground.
The word "Meng" rose upright and flew into the middle of the little boy's eyebrows. The next moment, the little boy's thin and thin body swelled and enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a muscular man.
Punch out.
boom.
The fist squeezed the air, making a crackling sound.
The strength swept over and knocked down a scaffold hundreds of meters away, and seven or eight workers fell to the ground, screaming.
Cang Linyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, jumped up, and slapped the muscular maniac disciple on the small head, knocking him back to his original shape.
The little boy said stubbornly, "Master, why are you beating me? Am I not strong enough or strong enough?"
Cang Linyuan was annoyed, "If this word is the strongest, why would you be slapped back to your original shape by me?"
"Master, what you said is very reasonable." The little boy rolled his eyes, "Then I will write another one."
Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly froze.
Cang Linyuan followed his gaze and saw streaks of sword light appearing on the northern skyline, piercing the sky and flying towards this place.
Cang Linyuan murmured: "Here we are."
in the wilderness.
There was a thin middle-aged man walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a patched rucksack on his shoulders, and he was holding a streamer with the word fortune-telling written on it.
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But a fortune teller.
A sword light flashed.
The middle-aged man in a robe fell to the ground, his long sword shrank like a needle, he put it in his ear, trotted two steps, caught up with the fortune teller, cupped his hands and said: "I have seen Wu Xianren."
The fortune teller who is called Wu Xianren is one of the 36 immortals, whose surname is Wu Mingyong.
After receiving the God of War order, he left the front line and hurried to Shanhaiguan.
Wu Yong hummed, and neither turned his head nor returned the courtesy, "What is Palace Master Zhou looking for?"
Zhou Chengzhi was stunned for a moment, "Wu Immortal recognizes me?"
"You and I have never met, do you recognize me if you are different?" Wu Yong said as he walked forward.
Zhou Chengzhi saw the word "God's Fortune" written on his flag, he couldn't help but shook his head and followed, and said straight to the point: "What does Immortal Wu think about this Conferred God Conference?"
Wu Yong shook his head, "I'm in a chess game, how can I see the situation clearly?"
Seeing the suspicious eyes of the other party, Wu Yong said again, "During this journey, more than ten fellow Taoists have come to ask questions, and I always answer like this."
"Back when Yuan Xuzi was beaten and killed by Li Xiang, only one of the 36 immortals was vacant, so I could occupy a place. At that time, I calculated for myself, but there was no result."
He paused, thought for a moment, and then continued: "My fate is covered in a cloud of fog. If the fog doesn't dissipate, I can't see clearly."
"Let me borrow your hair."
"it is good."
Zhou Chengzhi tore off a strand of hair and handed it over.
Wu Yong took the hair and blew it lightly. The hair flew out and burned in the air, turning into a flame. In the flame, a scene emerged.
The picture is an operating room, with the sound of a baby crying.
"Congratulations to Mrs. Zhou, it's a son!" The nurse picked up the baby and swaddled it.
"Sir, this is the delivery room, you can't enter"
The door was roughly pushed open.
A man rushed in quickly, first glanced at his wife on the operating table, and saw that she was fine, then looked at the baby in the nurse's arms, and said ecstatically, "I'm becoming a father!"
Looking at the two phantoms, Zhou Chengzhi was slightly stunned.
This is his father and mother.
And the baby in the swaddling baby was exactly himself more than 40 years ago.
The picture changes, as if time is accelerated.
Babies turned into children, went to kindergarten, entered elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and then returned to their ancestors, stationed in the city, fought in all directions, from the first level to the fourth level, and finally became the master of Wanzhou Prefecture.
Even the fact that he went to Laojun Xianren to seek life-saving pills for his son also appeared in the picture.
This scene covered his whole life.
After another period of time, the order of the God of War came to Wanzhou Prefecture, and he led the army northward.
All the way to the bank of the Wujiang River, Xiang Yu cut back with a sword.
Afterwards, a strong yin qi enveloped the entire river, and someone came slowly in a small black boat.
At this point, the picture became blurred.
Zhou Chengzhi looked intently at the man on the boat, but found that he couldn't see his face clearly at all.
He looked at himself in the picture again.
"I can't see clearly," Wu Yong shook his head, feeling complicated, "Besides you and me, there are also Palace Master Xiao from Tongzhou Prefecture, Laojun Immortal from Tushii Palace, Immortal Changmei from Kyoto University, and General Qingqiu from Zhenbei Army. Anyone who has anything to do with Li Xiang will have their fate changed."
"No matter what means I use, I can't complete the deduction."
"You and I are both pawns, but that young man messed up the game."
"It can even be said that he is no longer in the chess game."
Hair burns out.
The flames disappeared.
The phantom is shattered.
As Wu Yong walked forward, he raised his head and looked at the mountain-like Fengshentai on the site of Shanhaiguan.
"If Kyushu is a game of chess, that young man is one of the players."
Zhou Chengzhi was in a daze.
Above the head, a statue of immortals passed by with their swords and descended to Shanhaiguan.
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