In one breath, after consuming the luck accumulated by the city god of the underworld, the humane feedback, and even the body of the gods, all the spiritual materials above the ancient formation of the Pantheon, Zhao Li finally succeeded in deducing the second weight of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and the streamer on the white picture scroll turned from subtle to intense, and finally gradually subsided.

Zhao Li stretched out his hand to hold the jade slip that appeared in the air.

A streamer flashed on the surface of the jade jian, and a huge stream of information poured into his divine soul.

At the same time, the excess power, the luck from the body of the gods, followed the faint connection, fell into his physical body, and began to circulate according to the second route of the eight or nine Xuangong, allowing Zhao Li to step into this realm, along with this process, his physical body continued to strengthen, his qi and blood were vigorous, and the consciousness of the Yuan Shen became more and more condensed.

It was accompanied by a soft crunch.

Zhao Li's body trembled slightly, and a wave of vitality escaped.

His body, among the countless acupoints, emerged with pure mana.

It seems that he has stepped on the limit of the previous realm, so the mana that appears in one breath at this moment can be called incomparably majestic, and extremely pure, and it is like an arm and a finger, do whatever he wants, Zhao Li got up, raised his right hand, held it together, and the pure mana roared out, so that the vitality of this room was repulsed.

With him as the center, a space without the slightest vitality is formed.

Only his own mana circulated rapidly, leaving a sharp whistling in the air, just a simple operation, it was enough to cause the destruction of this place specially prepared for monks, Zhao Li reluctantly withdrew his mana, if there is a law phase in the hole, it will be integrated with the law phase, if not, it will hover in it.

After barely controlling this body of mana, Zhao Li tested his own strength in the white space, and came to the conclusion that the second level of the Eight or Nine Xuangong still attaches more importance to the foundation, and in the case of the corresponding improvement of the Yuan Shen and the physique, the incomparable mana has been condensed, and the four words of mana are vividly displayed.

In this state, Zhao Li felt that his strength was enough to confront a real person who was enough to open up a mountain Dao system, because of the factor of Buddha light, he was able to crush the ghost cultivator of the Ghost King realm in a frontal battle, although he did not have the various means and supernatural powers of a human-level law cultivator.

But that kind of incomparably powerful mana is enough to make every move carry great power.

At this moment, Zhao Li had not completely recovered his mana.

Even if he shook his body and stretched his waist now, mana would surge in his body.

Different from the mana in the usual concept of this world, the mana of the eight or nine Xuangong, when circulating, will also strengthen the structure of the body and enhance the strength, causing Zhao to accidentally crush the teacup when drinking tea, and step on the stairs from time to time, and the purse completes the slimming process at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, Zhao Li learned from the pain, and in the white space, he was hammered by various explosions for several days before he could control his cultivation.

After finishing his cultivation again, Zhao Li drank the happy water of the fat house, adjusted his body, and saw the loyal and waiting Whistling Tianwei, and had a slight headache, this is not good for this Whistling Tianwei to stay here all the time, but if this guy is allowed to go out, this Whistling Tianwei is just a look.

The original innate gods and demons have been completely erased.

It is the nascent soul consciousness that now holds the power of the gods and demons.

It can be said that except for the core of power, it is the same, and this day will be a completely different individual from the gods and demons. Because of this, the Roaring Sky Guard lost all of his combat experience.

Although it looks majestic, it is actually a no-brainer of swordsmanship, marksmanship, and archery.

Although Zhao Li had put the remaining luck and energy of the Eight or Nine Xuangong into his authority, he could barely support one or two battles.

But he always felt that there would be a thing where he would throw the bow out and smash people on this day, and after thinking about it, he felt that the picture was too spicy, so he still called this roaring heavenly guard, groaned, looked at this heavenly general, and said:

"Roaring Tianwei, you are the elite soldiers and fierce generals who walked the world at the beginning of Erlang Zhenjun, although they did not enter the Heavenly Court, they called themselves the grass head god, and their strength was far stronger than ordinary heavenly soldiers, but after those things, you have only recovered now, can you still remember how to fight?"

The Heavenly General was silent and said, "Taigong, I have lost the memory of the battle. ”

Zhao Li bowed his head slightly and said, "That's it." ”

"How about I send you to the reincarnation of the underworld, so that you can regain the memories of the original battle through the battle?"

Because he knows that the person in front of him is his lord's uncle, he will not harm himself, and the heavenly general should be respectful.

Zhao Li flicked his sleeves, let this day general appear in the empty underworld at this moment, groaned, and began to set the opponent, thinking that since it was the grass-headed god under the command of Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, he simply operated, and after the setting, he started the battle.

The day general was still hesitant in the emptiness of the underworld, no judge, no impermanence, heard the footsteps, looked vigilant, lifted the long-handled blade in his hand, and stared dead in the opposite direction.

A moment later, out of the shadows came a young man dressed in black with a cold bearing, his white hair curled and a little messy.

The heavenly general looked slightly stunned:

"Lord Roaring Heaven......"

........................

Zhao Li looked at the picture, and the god would be killed again.

But at least it's much better than it was at the beginning.

At the very least, when using weapons, there are rules to follow, rather than wielding and slashing indiscriminately.

Because the mythical Roaring Sky Dog is white, Zhao Li can only regretfully give up the black hair setting and become a white hair that is widely popular in his hometown, as the most loyal subordinate of Erlang God and the comrade-in-arms who accompanies him the most, the strength of the Roaring Sky Dog is actually not weak at all.

Remove the ancient myth of devouring the moon.

Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin was also bitten.

In the original Journey to the West, Lao Jun carried a diamond bracelet and backstabbed him in the back of the head, and a ruthless Monkey King came.

The leg and stomach were also bitten by the whistling dog.

After the relationship between Sun Wukong and Yang Jian eased, such as Yang Jian's self-respect, he set up a hundred miles of Guanjiangkou, and the gods of the heavenly court who did not report the rules of beheading those who came came came forward to help, and fought against the hydra, and the roaring dog tore off a head of the nine-headed worm in one bite.

As the commander of the 1,200 grass-headed gods, it should be suitable.

As for how to train the Roaring Sky Guard, let him 'recall' the combat experience?

Hey, isn't that easy?

Zhao has a wealth of training experience, as long as he is beaten to death, he will definitely have a sense of battle if he is beaten for a while.

What sword intent, knife duel, marksmanship.

If you give it a thousand eight hundred times, it will be a pig.

Peace of mind, peace of mind.

Listen to me, no problem, I'm too duke, do you think too duke will lie to you, right?

Surely not.

It's a time-tested teaching method!

That day, he was beaten to the ground, and he was covered in blood.

Zhao Li comforted himself, then withdrew his gaze without changing his face, and began to think about the last question - when the gods and demons were calculating, he had pulled that wisp of heaven to the picture that was pinched out, and it was the old man in the ancient cave, although he couldn't see what was happening in the pantheon, but judging from the reaction later, it was obvious that the gods and demons recognized the old man.

At least he recognized the clothes on the old man's body, so he was taken aback.

Zhao Ligu showed the old man, looking at the simple and vicissitudes of the old man's clothes, he could see that this dress was originally somewhat decorated, and it could even be said to be quite solemn, like a battle robe, and the words on it were more ancient than Zhao Li's knowledge.

A lot has been lost, and only fragments remain.

Zhao Li groaned, thinking that the gods and demons should recognize the shape of the old man's clothes, since it is said that Heavenly Court is an ancient force, then naturally there should be a pattern from ancient times, otherwise everything is new, and it is a little untenable, his eyes are slightly bright, he thought about it, and simply conjured up a piece of paper, and first drew the battle armor of the heavenly general.

Then the remaining ornaments on the old man's clothes are engraved on the back.

Because most of it was missing, Zhao Li also found a way to arrange this interesting ornament in his favorite style, covering one side of the entire drawing, feeling that it was both simple and full of mysterious taste, admired it, and then passed it directly to Yu Jiang.

In order to prevent the greedy wolf from happening again, Zhao Li also gave a special advice.

It is necessary to restore the ornamentation on the drawings as it is.

Only then did he feel at ease, anyway, this guy is now very idle, trying his own research every day.

It's better to find something to do and add a little ornamentation to this armor.

It looks more like it was handed down by ancient monks.

This kind of simple thing, for Yu Jiang, should be a small problem to solve casually, if it weren't for the fact that there is only this genius in the Casting Soldier Hall at this moment, this kind of simple thing should not be handed over to Yu Jiang in any case, think about it, there is always a feeling of condescension and waste.

Shouldn't you crutch more...... No, I mean, recruit more, recruit some heavenly workers?

Zhao Li fell into deep thought.

............

Yu Jiang was sleeping in the house at the moment, and the snoring shook the sky, and suddenly a loud sound sounded in his ears.

Taken aback, he woke up from his dream, turned over, and was in a trance, and saw a drawing on the table, picked it up, and saw the armor on it, as well as the unique and simple ornamentation behind it, and the memory in his mind told him that this was the task of the Armor Casting Palace, and he needed to associate this ornamented combat robe with this armor.

Yu dimmed the light in his eyes, and his face looked a little bored.

After a while, he sat lazily in his chair, threw the drawing on the table, lifted the wine gourd and took a sip, looking sullen.

He originally thought that there was another map that was difficult to cast and needed to be restored.

Although when I was casting, I almost felt that my brain was going to be broken, and after I finished it, I was half of the prostration, and I swore to the sky at that time, and I cursed in my heart that I would never find this kind of troublesome work again in this life, but I didn't cast for a while, and my heart itched, and I finally waited for the news of the heavenly court, who would have thought that it was such a simple thing?

You can do this by any genius.

Yu Jiang drank for a while, looked at the drawing, and suddenly was slightly stunned and frowned.

That's not right......

If it was a simple matter, the Heavenly Court Casting Hall was full of talents, and it would not be able to find itself.

I cast Dinghai Shenzhen last time.

How could you possibly let yourself solve such a thing that any craftsman could handle?

No, this doesn't make sense......

If you make a contribution and prove your strength, you will get more resources and deal with more difficult tasks, which is the normal rule.

And I just got the resources, but what I received was such a simple thing.

No organization, not even the Great Zhou Imperial Family, would have done such a thing......

Unless, there is a deep meaning to this thing!

Yu Jiang's eyes lit up as drunk as the ground, and he grabbed the drawing again, and saw that the ornament was extremely simple, completely different from the current era, and if he looked closely, he even had a more heavy sense of time than some ancient scrolls.

And, although it is said that these ornaments are covered with paintings.

But with the talent and acumen of achieving heavenly craftsmanship at a young age, Yu Jiang can be 100% sure.

It's chaotic!

And it seems to be numerous, in fact, it is just a monotonous and meaningless repetition, the ornament comes from the ancient period of sacrificing ancestors to the ancestors, each text has its meaning, it is impossible to appear such a combination, since the heavenly court has a casting palace, how can it make such a simple mistake, why will there be such an error in the map? There is no doubt that this is a test!

Yu Jiang's eyes lit up slightly, and his heart became excited.

This must be a test for the Forge Palace!

I have often heard of this kind of assessment method that tests the sensitivity of heavenly craftsmen.

If you don't notice it, you will be given up and you won't be really valued.

Only those geniuses with discerning eyes can be further cultivated.

"Very good, this is what suits me, hum, Xingcao, don't think that you can hide it from me by making the assessment so secretive, I am the most talented genius in the entire Yuanshuo!"

Yu Jiang's eyes lit up slightly, and he thought of the huge voice, saying that he wanted to restore the ornaments on the map in the original, and he almost thought that he was referring to the restoration of the ornaments on the atlas to the battle robe, if it wasn't for the wine, and thought about it seriously, he almost ignored the hidden test of this matter, and Yu Jiang raised his hand and dried the wine in the gourd in one go.

Drunk, he shook it, laughed, and said how cunning Xingcao was, almost mistaken me!

grabbed the atlas, and hurried out, heading straight to the core of the heavenly work, there are many classics in it, with his current identity, he can check and see, even those secret scroll treasures are no exception, and the ancient great break back then, what was broken was inheritance, it was the exercise, and it was the magic power of cultivation.

But it is not completely destroyed.

Otherwise, people today would not know that such a brilliant era still existed.

Yu Jiang spent a lot of effort, sleepless all night looking for any trace of possibility in those files, and spent a full seven or eight days of effort, Zhao Li felt that this guy was a little too slow, he felt that it was too simple, in the passive slacking, in the place where Tiangong stored the classics, suddenly there were several laughs, and a bunch of Tiangong subconsciously turned back.

Only then did I find out that there was still a person buried in a pile of bamboo slips in the corner!

With a scruffy beard and bloodshot eyes, Yu Jiang got up from the pile of books, holding a bunch of classics, regardless of chasing him behind him and shouting Master Craftsman, you can't take away the guards of this classics, walked back quickly, and finally got annoyed, jumped down from the upstairs with a bamboo slip, fell to the ground, and ran away quickly in the sound of laughter, leaving a pile of stunned heavenly work.

A certain young Tiangong was walking in the Tiangong Department, and when he saw this scene, his body stiffened.

The delicate girl next to her widened her eyes and said, "Then, who is that uncle? Is it also your heavenly work? Could it be that the third brother you told me about, the sixteen-year-old third brother who passed the heavenly work assessment?"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, his face was expressionless, and he said:

"I don't know. ”

"I don't know. ”

"Not familiar. ”

At this moment, one day the craftsman Zong Xing rushed home.

As a result, he realized that he had forgotten his key and kicked the door open.

Rushed to the only neat place, swept all the things on the table on the ground with his cuffs, spread out the picture scroll map, lifted the magic weapon that could infuse the aura and leave imprints, his eyes suddenly became calm, his expression was leisurely, and he put down his pen, and arranged all the runes found in the classics with all his efforts.

It is hard to imagine that in the period of the ancient great discontinuity, there would be people who would do whatever it took to preserve these ornaments, or rather, this line of small poems, Yu Jiang did not know what this robe meant to the human race at that time, but he still maintained enough respect, put pen to paper, and used all his efforts.

Words have been passed down for generations.

Yu Jiang does not understand the pronunciation of these words, does not know their meaning, and does not know their language.

But 43,000 years from then to now, people have retained its meaning.

Perhaps the ancestors felt that even if they suffered a great disaster, these things should be left behind.

I don't know how many people have worked hard, although this poem is fragmented, almost every paragraph is written in different files, and there are repetitions, but with the efforts of unknown people, it has finally been passed down to the present.

This is a sworn word.

I don't know how to read it to have a charm, but the general meaning of the record is that when I am alive, I will fight to the death until my body is shattered, and after I die in battle, my soul will also serve as the last barrier of my homeland until this body disappears.

For the sake of the homeland behind him, he is desperately moving forward.

If you don't enter, you die.

Son, Son, Er Sofu is killed.

Swear, swear!

PS: Today's second update......

Four thousand eight hundred words, good night everyone~

The last sentence is King Wu of Zhou's "Pastoral Oath", which means that if you don't advance to kill the enemy, you will be killed.