Since ancient times, there have been clouds: life and death have fate, and wealth is in the sky. No one knows where life begins or where it ends.

Just when there was no beginning, the veins were broken, and the self merged into the heaven and earth, and since then the smoke has disappeared, a light suddenly appeared.

It is the light of dawn, the light of dawn, the light of hope, the light of divine, and the light of eternity.

It was impossible to tell whether it came from the outside world or emerged from within his body, extremely mysterious, enveloping his soul entirely, floating upwards.

At this time, his consciousness became more and more sober, and when he died, his consciousness was blurred, and it could even be said to be unconscious, all of which exuded a strange atmosphere.

In this way, the soulless rose into the air, looking at everything below, the wind howled, the rain poured down, and the two soldiers dragged their bodies towards the outside of the city.

At this moment, in his heart, there was no hesitation, no anger, no happiness and sadness, it was an indescribable realm.

Suddenly, the scene changed, and he began to turn slowly, only to see two soldiers drag his body back and come back to the city wall, and he actually stood up again.

Fighting with the generals again, and for some reason, the commander began to lead the troops back, and if he didn't get up, he chased all the way, and finally lost the trace of the other party.

Next, following an inexplicable trajectory, he came to a small village, where there was no traffic, and chickens and dogs smelled each other.

At this time, at his feet, more than twenty corpses lay horizontally, dripping with blood and filled with evil spirits.

Judging from the clothes, these people should be first-class in the village, and as he walked through this place, he miraculously came back to life.

The scene was a bit noisy, as if he was arguing with these people about something, and then left the place.

Next, his speed became faster and faster, and various vassal states such as Qin, Wei, Yan, and Zhao were all over his footprints.

It's a wandering journey, freewheeling, unrestrained, and aimless.

In the end, he completely stayed away from the people, came to a deep mountain and old forest, wrapped in melons and fruits, and became friends with wild beasts, and gradually became a wild man.

During this time, his body continued to shrink, and his behavior became childish, and he gradually stopped speaking, and was replaced by babbling sounds.

"Out of nothingness, from this!" suddenly a voice sounded, coming from an unknown direction, unable to distinguish between the old and the young, and unable to distinguish between a man and a woman.

Hearing this, he hesitated slightly, then walked to an ancient tree, lay down, closed his eyes, and shrank and shrunk until he looked like a baby.

Click!

A thunderbolt swept by, and suddenly a curtain of dark clouds covered the clouds, and the rain poured down, and I saw that on the ground, a pile of rubble began to condense towards his body...... Compress.

This lasted for a while, and there was a big bluestone in the same place, about a zhang in width and vertical, slowly overgrown with weeds, dense with moss, and from time to time there were tigers and leopards running rampantly, and apes crying.

It is as if time begins to freeze here, stopping the passage of time, perhaps for a moment, or for eternity.

Bang!

Suddenly, a sound sounded, and the picture began to distort and deform, and finally shattered with a thud, and all disappeared.

Instead, it was still the original Xianyang City, and the souls of Wuqi were still slowly rising, and everything before was like an illusion, revealing unreal colors.

The torrential rain continued, the clouds were churning, the sparks were jumping, and the thunder was endless.

Suddenly, a plate jumped out of the ground, exuding the aura of desolation, and its body was covered with dense tadpoles, layer after layer, stacked on top of each other.

The first rotation, rattling, spinning and spinning, bringing up six whirlwinds, forming a devouring force, the target is directly aimed at the soul of Wuqi.

This plate is like a huge murderer, opening its bloody mouth and about to swallow his soul.

In an instant, the wind and thunder gusted, the ghosts cried and howled, and the black gas rolled, like a flat boat, in the vast ocean, constantly swaying, and it could capsize at any time and sink forever.

At this moment, the light that enveloped the void began to grow stronger and stronger, bursting out with endless energy, constantly colliding with the devouring power, dissolving each other.

All of a sudden, a competitive situation was formed, and each other was deadlocked.

Woooooo

A trumpet sounded, coming from the rolling dark clouds, with a bleak, tragic tone, a vast breath.

Faintly, the shadow of a dragon could be seen churning in the clouds, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, joining forces with the plate to deal with the light, and the target turned out to be the soul of Wuqi.

All of this exudes weirdness, as if Wuqi is an extremely important existence in the dark, and even the only remaining soul is not spared.

You must know that when he was alive, he was only in the realm of raw muscles, strictly speaking, he was not a monk, but he was stronger than ordinary people, nothing more.

If it weren't for the protection of that light, he would have been gone, or he would have been devoured by the plate and sunk forever.

"You dare!"

Suddenly, a sound sounded between heaven and earth, thunder was not enough to describe, violent to the extreme, as if containing monstrous anger, as if thousands of volcanoes were erupting.

Immediately after, the void began to shatter, cracking a gap in the middle, expanding continuously, and finally forming a vertical eye, occupying half of the firmament.

The majesty is incomparable, and under the glance, everything disappears, and the bright and bright things are restored.

Whether it was the dragon phantom, or the mysterious plate, including the spirits of the beginning, all disappeared.

The so-called God opens his eyes, but that's it.

After checking for a while, the vertical eyes slowly closed, and the void slowly repaired, all of which were like dreams, invisible and inaudible to mortals.

Even the kind of characters in the Divine Power Realm can't detect the slightest, and they seem to be around the great power of heaven and earth.

At this time, the night has deepened, after the eye of the sky is swept, the night sky is extremely clean, there is no dark cloud, and from time to time there are one or two meteors passing by, adding more artistic conception.

But slowly something started to go wrong, one meteor after another, more and more, in groups of three or five, falling in groups, and finally showing the trend of raindrops.

The entire land of Shenzhou is full of brilliance, including Qi, Chu, Yan, Zhao, the Central Plains and even the wild land.

Luoyi City, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At this time, on the top of the main hall, the ministers gathered, bustling, and discussed, just like the downtown area, no different from the market.

"Silence!" shouted a male duck.

"The Son of Heaven has no borders!" the ministers stopped shouting and bowed.

"What are you doing, ministers, disturbing Gu's dreams, could it be that which prince and king have a hot brain and come to ask Gu's Ding if he can't do it?"

"Qi Qi Son of Heaven, the ministers watched the stars at night, and found that the three walls, four elephants, and twenty-eight houses were all displaced, and they fell into the mortal world, this is unknown, I am afraid it is a disaster for the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

This person is the Heavenly Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who is specifically responsible for checking the movement of the stars, in order to predict the good fortune and good fortune, and he can't help but break out in a cold sweat at this time.

Although he has a strong cultivation, his body still can't stop trembling, such astrological phenomena are terrifying, since ancient times, there has never been, if it is not real, he can't think of it.

"What? There is such a thing?" Zhou Tianzi was startled, sleepy, and then got up suddenly, his emotions were quite excited, even more excited than the king of Chu back then.

Then, he strode out of the palace and came to the outside of the palace, followed by the ministers, not leaving an inch.

After looking up for a long time, I saw him sitting on the ground, paralyzed, his face extremely ugly, and his eyes were a little dull.

"Is the Great Zhou Dynasty going to be lost in the hands of Lone?" Zhou Tianzi muttered to himself, with words in his mouth.

He didn't need the Heavenly Master to explain that the displacement of the stars had appeared once thousands of years ago, when it happened to be the last dynasty.

As a result, the gods descended to earth, and the whole world was opposed, so that the king of Wu could cut down and replace him, achieving the immortal foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty for nearly 10,000 years.

Now, the same thing happened to Da Zhou, and it happened to him, and it is recorded that the last time the stars shifted far less, half of them were not reached.

This time, all the stars fell, the night sky was pitch black, and the Taiyin stars were gone.

Qunchen, you look at me, I look at you, no more words, a worried look, a long sigh.

At this time, one of the officials came out, came to the Son of Heaven, helped him up, and then said: "The Son of Heaven does not have to worry, you are the Son of Heaven, but the incarnation of God, the spokesman of the mortal world, you can choose an auspicious day of the zodiac, personally lead a hundred officials, go to Mount Tai, sacrifice to the heavens, please instruct, see what the will is." ”

This person is the Taizhu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in charge of all the sacrificial matters, his voice fell, the Son of Heaven immediately woke up, and his eyes regained their brightness.

Realizing that he was a little out of shape, the Son of Heaven tidied up his appearance, regained his majesty, arranged for Taizhu to decorate, and then dismissed the ministers.

"This is the only way to do it now, and such a major event can only be left to fate. "When the three gods, five divisions and six secretaries all retire, only Zhou Tianzi is left, and the independent hall is sad.