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The next day, he slept until noon before getting up, feeling a faint pain in his legs and feet, and some small scars up close. She pondered for a moment, but could not remember the cause of the injury, so she was not reassured. For as long as she can remember, she was used to waking up with small injuries that would heal on their own. And yesterday's nightmare has made her forget all about it. As usual, the first thing he did after he finished freshening up his cigarettes was to go to the "Book of the Divine Realm" Pavilion to find Master Wuyan.

"In a few days, Master will take you to the Divine Monarch Palace." Wuyan focused on the ancient book in his hand, and did not look up in a whisper.

"Divine Monarch Temple?" Luoyan excitedly jumped onto Wuyan's desk and looked at the master half-sat and half-lying.

In the past five hundred years, she has never left the Heavenly Tilt Hall for half a step, and she has nothing to do with the affairs of the Protoss, secretly hiding under the window outside the library, and hearing some conversations between the visiting gods and the master, many of which have been forgotten at that time. She only remembered that this Divine Monarch Hall was a sacred place for the Divine Clan, and she thought to herself that there should be a lot of fun in her heart.

"Five hundred years later, it's time to do something." Muhiko stroked her forehead, then looked out the window in deep thought.

Every now and then, the smoke falls silently. With the master here, even if it is not her turn to worry about the gods.

This Divine Monarch Palace, although it is the permanent residence of the Supreme Ruler of the Divine Race, floats above the Nine Heavens, but it is under the Heavenly Tilting Hall of Wuyan. The god met Wuyan in the study of the dormitory, and instructed the fairy maid to take the smoke to the back garden of the dormitory to enjoy the flowers and wait. The back garden of this god monarch is absolutely beautiful, treasured by thousands of strange flowers and plants in the heavenly realm, competing to bloom, ever-changing, and the color and posture of the varieties are all the same at all times. And this endless sky is gorgeous, but it can't win the slightest interest in the smoke. In her eyes, the Heavenly Tilt Hall was the upper realm of the divine realm, incomparable. The Qionglou Yuyu of this Divine Monarch Palace, the Divine Flower Fairy Grass has nothing peculiar to her.

She sat alone on the jade stool, bored and panicked, and suddenly saw a group of cranes playing in the water in the distance. She quietly flew to the vicinity of the cranes, and looked curiously in the pile of flowers. This legendary white-feathered and red-billed giant was the first time she had seen it in her memory. They are said to be the mounts of the gods and are very psychic.

There are two flocks of cranes on this boundless lake. They were far away, about a hundred in each flock, and the heads of cranes that followed them were free in the blue water. Falling smoke and playing, "Smack! Syllable! "Use two forces to hit the two crane heads. I only heard them chirping and looking around, and finally they looked at each other, and in an instant a fire "sneered" in the midst of them! "Burning.

"Hit! Beat! Luo Yan shouted in his heart.

Sure enough, the huge bodies of the two crane heads rushed towards each other with their long necks wrapped around each other and spread their wings into the air. The cranes shouted and cheered excitedly, and dozens of small cranes also chased and pecked each other. The calm surface of the lake suddenly burst into flames, and the water waves were like raging waves, one after another. This fierce battle of cranes is rare in the eternals.

Falling smoke got carried away and shouted with his hands: "Good! Well played! ”

After all, it was a creature of the Protoss, and the sound of "good" from the smoke made them suddenly wake up, and they rushed towards her on the blue waves.

"Help-" Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away from the smoke and scattered.

Two giant cranes chase a little fairy and run in the temple of the Divine Monarch, which is also a rare spectacle for thousands of years. The fairies or cultivators who passed by either screamed in shock or were dumbfounded. Many gods tried to stop the cranes, but they were all shaken out by the giant wings. The crane beak pecked all the way, the smoke jumped left and right, and the jade around him flew sideways, and he almost pecked his head a few times.

"Master, it's a big deal this time!" She wanted to cry without tears, so she only wanted to run for her life.

Suddenly, I saw two figures falling from the sky, like floating clouds falling lightly on the crane's body. The two cranes stopped for a while, and then one left and one right spread their wings and flew high. Luoyan sat on the ground, patting his chest and being shocked, where he passed, the jade was messy, and there were countless deep pits.

In just a moment, Muhiko and Shenjun floated down from the sky and landed lightly in front of her. They looked as if nothing had happened. Luo Yan got up from the ground, his face was flushed, and he scratched the back of his head and bowed his head silently.

"The pride of the Ancestor God Monarch is still so aggressive." Muhiko whispered while glancing at her calmly. Luo Yan knew in her heart that Master's glance was judging whether she was injured or not.

"I'm good and strong, too." The Divine Monarch replied with a smile.

"Master, there are a few fairy sisters over there who are injured, I'll go and help."

Luoyan was anxious to slip away, but when he raised his foot, he was frozen by a strong force, standing on the side of the two giant gods in the independent state of the golden rooster. The fairies who came to help in the distance couldn't help but look at her a few more times, bowed their heads and whispered and smiled.

Shenjun and Wuhiko gossip to themselves. When the god hinted that the road was about to be rebuilt, but there was a shortage of labor, Muhiko pushed the boat along the river and recommended the smoke to serve.

"Haha, that's good. No God, let's go to the Academy Pavilion first to see? ”

The Academy Pavilion is a place where cultivators practice their divine skills. There are tens of thousands of these divine skills, and ordinary cultivators have to practice them for at least thousands of years before they can be effective--practicing qi into thoughts, strengthening one's own way, controlling the power of nature, or sealing the sea and sinking stones, or calling for wind and rain.

Shenjun has a gesture of invitation, and Wuyan is not pushing each other. Looking at their floating figures, Luoyan was so anxious that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Humph! Trying to make a fool of me. She gritted her teeth in hatred and secretly recited the trick to sleep to let herself fall asleep. This dream is full of flowers, and the ridicule and ridicule outside the dream are all done, and it doesn't matter if you don't know.

Luoyan stood alone in the back garden of the Shenjun's dormitory, falling asleep in a daze, and three feet of saliva flowed all over. She slept for several hours, until Wuyan came back from the Academy Pavilion to wake her up. Unable to stretch her muscles and bones for a while, she had to limp back to Shenjun's study with a limp.

"I'm only going to set her an hour. She gave herself a trick to sleep, and it had nothing to do with me. ”

Shenjun looked at each other with a smile, and his heart itched with hatred.

This time, the god monarch let Luoyan stay in the study together. The name is the study room, but it is actually the library room. There are thousands of bookshelves and thousands of divine books, arranged in an orderly manner. There are many comfortable soft seats, large desks and conference tables. There is also such a library in the Tianqi Palace, and Luo Yan is not surprised, but just picks a book at random and sits alone in the corner to read carefully. Muhiko and the Divine Monarch sat close to each other to discuss how to restore the prestige of the Divine Clan. It turned out that a few days ago, the Divine Monarch came to the Heavenly Tilting Hall to ask Wuyan to guide the cultivators of the Divine Monarch Hall in combat skills.

Legend has it that five hundred years ago, the demon clan attacked the Divine Monarch Temple, and the cultivators of the Divine Clan did not look good, and even more high-level gods escaped from the battle. At that time, the god monarch had just woken up from a serious injury, and then he was severely injured. If Wuyan hadn't arrived in time, this Divine Monarch Hall would have been a place of demons. The Divine Monarch who was in danger was quietly moved to the Northern Temple of the Mortal Realm. Wuyan and the Northern God Venerable spent fifty years meticulously treating them. After waking up, the Divine Monarch secretly stayed in the North Temple to practice penance for five hundred years, and the Divine Clan followed the silence for five hundred years. The traces of the Divine Monarch were originally the top secret of the Protoss. Now, with the return of the Divine Monarch to the Divine Monarch Palace, this secret has been revealed.

In order to revive the Protoss, the combat ability of this Protoss is the first priority. Therefore, the first thing the Divine Monarch did after returning to the Heavenly Realm was to go to the Heavenly Tilt Palace. That little gamble was just an introduction. As the guardian saint of the Protoss, how could Wuyan leave the Protoss alone? It's just that five hundred years have passed, and although the head of the Protoss still exists, the gods are in retreat, and he naturally follows this momentum.

And in the past hundred years, there are still countless cultivators who have been sent to the Academy Pavilion of the Divine Monarch Hall according to the divine rules, but the ability of this qi number is much worse. It stands to reason that those who can go to the school garden pavilion must pass the assessment of the east and west temples, plus the penance of the north temple before they can go to the school garden pavilion of the nine heavens. And the Divine Monarch has been in retreat for a hundred years, and I am afraid that there will be variables during this period.

"Talent is important, but cultivated the day after tomorrow can also make up for this qi ability." The Divine Monarch was thoughtful, since he was a cultivator who had already been sent, he couldn't bear to put it back in the mortal world.

"I'm afraid that I will miss the real plastic talent." Wuyan responded, "Divine Monarch can remember that this Yuling Clan is born to restrain the gods, even if they cultivate immortality, they will never be able to understand the way of the gods, let alone become a warlike god." Cultivating souls and cultivating gods may not always achieve positive results. If the talent is not controlled, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve it for thousands of years. ”

The scroll in Luoyan's hand inadvertently slipped to the ground. She bent down to pick them up, glancing at them at the same time, panicking for no reason. The three words "Feather Bell Clan" slightly stung her memory.

"When will it be possible for the Divine Monarch to promise the deity?" Muhiko changed the topic in time.

"It is not easy to go back to history and reproduce the events of 6,000 years ago. I haven't been able to open the Wheel of Fortune yet, and I'm afraid I'll have to wait a while. ”

Wuyan's expression sank slightly, but he still responded tactfully: "As long as the Divine Monarch is willing, it won't be in the way if you wait a little longer." ”

"The grace of God to save lives will not be forgotten." Shenjun said with a stern expression, "If you are not sure, this wheel of fate will never be reversed. Otherwise, we all risk returning to the sky. ”

Luo Yan became interested in this topic and asked curiously, "What is the wheel of fortune?" ”

Muhiko and Shenjun looked at each other and smiled, but did not answer. Falling Smoke grimaced, lowered his head and continued to read the scroll. For her, there is no difference between knowing and not knowing. All she could remember was a moment.

"I've never seen her so interested in this book in the Heavenly Fallen Palace?" Wuyan shook his head.

Shenjun smiled and said nothing. Wuyan can help the world, but he can't help him, a beloved disciple.

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