The little guy has only been enlightened for a year.

With the algorithm of the human race, it is considered a year old.

is very immature, and very timid, and he said a word forcefully, and he was already shaking and didn't dare to see anyone.

The young general froze when he heard this, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

There are big demons who kill people indiscriminately, but aren't they also killing demon clans indiscriminately?

This little cabbage demon has a pure breath, just like the rabbit demon, without any blood, and obviously has never killed anyone.

Other big demons kill people, what does it have to do with them?

"Enough!"

At this time, behind Yu Xuan, another middle-aged man couldn't bear it, and roared in a low voice, his expression was extremely impatient: "If you want to kill, kill it, let's talk about it." I'm going to blow my head! ”

"Zhang Kui!"

Yu Xuan scolded, but the latter did not retreat from his neck: "Boss Yu!" You are afraid of him, but I, Zhang Kui, am not afraid! No matter how good he is, can he kill me twice? ”

He suddenly got up and glanced at his companions, but he didn't want to endure it anymore: "The faces of the Zhencheng army have been lost by you!" ”

"Bastard!"

Yu Xuan was furious, and while standing up, he slapped him in the face, causing him to fly more than ten feet, and planted his head in the ruins.

He used ruthless force this time, the middle-aged man didn't expect Yu Xuan to do it to himself, and he was almost knocked off his head by surprise, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he fainted directly.

"Your Majesty is not strict, please don't blame you."

Yu Xuan took a deep breath, his face was extremely ugly, but he didn't want to say anything else: "But my brother is right." I'm waiting for this planting, Your Excellency wants to kill or chop, whatever you want! ”

Boom~

The rest of the people also got up, and the breath around them suddenly steamed, and the blood and qi escaped, making this world extremely hot.

Rabbit's face changed, and he hurriedly took two steps back with the little cabbage.

The atmosphere became tense for a while.

"Lin Qianlong, I won't kill you, and you haven't done anything to me, why should I kill you?"

An Qisheng's face still did not change much, facing the fiery blood of the crowd, and his tone was still as flat as water.

"You, you're not going to kill us?"

Someone was shocked: "Aren't you afraid that we will leak the news and attract the people of the Jingye Division to chase and kill?" ”

The Jingye Division is the first violent organ of the Great Zhou.

Among them, the strong are like clouds, the masters are like rain, and there are many immortal-level powerhouses who are united by the ten gods.

"If I don't kill you, Yasuya Division won't know?"

An Qisheng asked rhetorically: "Moreover, although I will not kill you, I will not let you go." ”

There are more than Jing Ye Divisions in the Great Zhou Imperial Court, and most of them in the 'Qin Tianjian' are Shinto masters who spy on the calculation of heavenly machines.

If you want to be unaware, it's simply impossible.

But whether it is the Jingye Division, or Qin Tianjian, if even Lin Qianlong is a Youzhou Jingye Division, he will have to make a big move.

No matter how many people there are, they are already exhausted.

You must know that the population of Northwest Province is nearly one trillion, and Da Zhou has seventy-two provinces, and Northwest Province is only a border land, which is sparsely populated!

Not to mention, there are also two other great empires to monitor.

"You, you're going to imprison me?"

Lin Feng's palm tightened.

"You have come to destroy this city, do you want me to do the aftermath?"

An Qisheng didn't care about the enemies of a few people, and glanced at Yu Xuan lightly: "If Commander Yu doesn't want to do it, just sit down and talk." ”

His eyes were calm, and there was no wave.

In fact, to him, neither Yu Xuan nor Lin Qianlong was a threat to him.

Even at this time, he had not yet started his cultivation.

"That's fine."

Facing the plain eyes in front of him, Yu Xuan nodded slowly, sat down cross-legged again, and arched his hand slightly: "What the Taoist chief wants to ask, there is still something about the 'Five-Colored Divine Light' and the 'Seven Treasures Wonderful Technique', right?" ”

The rest of the people looked at each other, and when they saw that the boss had all sat down, they could only sit down expressionlessly.

Without saying a word, he listened quietly to the conversation between the two people in front of him.

"Not bad."

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know much about the previous dynasty. Most of the records recorded in the book are speculated and compiled by later generations, and it is difficult to determine whether they are true or false.

Before the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a long fault period in history. ”

Yu Xuan pondered for a moment, and then said: "According to legend, the name of the previous dynasty was 'Xia', and there was only one emperor, whose name was 'Yu', and later generations called it King Yu." ”

"Summer, Yu ......"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

Since coming to this world, he has felt familiar things more than once, some of the essence of Confucianism, incense, and even this 'Great Xia' and 'King Yu'.

"According to legend, the king of Yu started at the end of the micro, and then he was created and became the foundation of the world. It opens thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, the merit is high for thousands of years, a spiritual yang rod suppresses the world, sets the waves of the four seas, and is a rare overlord in the ages......"

Yu Xuan weighed his words and wanted to say as much as possible, but unfortunately, he didn't know much, and he couldn't say too much when he searched his stomach.

In the end, he ended with a wry smile and said: "I heard that King Yu's spiritual yang stick back then is now in the imperial capital. ”

"Lingyang Stick ......"

An Qisheng's face was a little strange, if he was just a little familiar before, when he heard this name, he felt more and more wrong.

Lingyang Stick, in his previous life, had another name.

This should not be a coincidence.......

"That's right!"

At this time, Yu Xuan seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "I saw a sentence of approval in that ancient tomb back then, which seems to be the epitaph of a certain big man in the previous dynasty......

"Huh?"

An Qisheng restrained his thoughts and motioned for Yu Xuan to continue.

The latter recalled slightly, then landed with one finger and scribbled on the stone slab: "This kind of text seems to belong to the previous dynasty, but I don't know what it means.......

An Qisheng lowered his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart finally waved.

And the three-hearted blue spirit boy jumped up even more, and his tone was shocked: "Mr. Monster, this, isn't this the text of your previous life?" ”

The little blue-skinned monster was completely shocked.

It was clear that Ankisheng knew countless languages, but among them, there was only one that he cared about the most.

The diary he wrote back then was written in this script!

An Qisheng was silent, looking at Yu Xuan who looked up, and that line of words was also deeply imprinted in his mind.

In the sea of hearts, the three-hearted blue spirit boy paced back and forth, and unconsciously muttered:

"The Master of Great Xia, the Ancestor of the Earth Immortals...... Contemplating the Lord's ........ The disciple, Ji Mi, stayed in Bactria for 36,000 years. ”

"Disciple, Mimi...... These words are for my ......"

An Qisheng muttered to himself in his heart, but he had an understanding in his heart.

This sentence may be the fragment of the Yuan Shen that he cut off, and he handed it to himself by the hand of Yu Xuan.

With his thoughts, in the depths of his soul, the Dao diagram suddenly shone brightly, and the Dao power poured down like water.

poured into the heart.

poured into that text.

Airplanes~

A dull sound that seemed to come from far away from time and space exploded in my heart.

Then, there are all kinds of pictures slowly unfolding in his heart, and the breath of the years comes suddenly, heavy and desolate.

The three-hearted blue spirit boy was excited, and then retreated sharply, avoiding the aura shrouded.

Gazing away again, I saw that in the unfolded picture, the mountains and rivers merged, the air flow was whistling, and the dark clouds were rolling, like an excellent landscape painting.

The sky is clear above the sky, there is no cloud outside the six rounds of the sun, the golden light is sprinkled on the boundless earth, the grass and trees are facing the sun, and everything is vigorous.

And below, among the mountains covered with clouds and mist, there is no place where the light has not reached.

The shadows are falling, and there is no bright mountain top, and there is a small Taoist temple, which is very small, and only occupies a very small piece on the top of the mountain.

In the shadows, it seems that it is not under the sun all year round, but among them, there is a huge tea tree.

The tea tree grew extremely tall and very large, and the canopy was like an umbrella, covering the entire Taoist temple.

"That's ......"

An Qisheng's heart moved, and he looked into the distance, and in the consumption of Dao power, he saw the Taoist temple and the tea tree.

I also saw the old Taoist under the tea tree, sitting quietly and drinking tea, not seeing his appearance, and his body was surrounded by clouds and mist.

The top of the mountain,

Road

Tea plant.

It is like an incomparably quiet landscape painting, but there is an indescribable Taoist essence flowing in it.

Click!

At a certain moment, there was a thunderbolt, and the picture displayed on the scroll suddenly changed.

There seemed to be an infinite flame, suddenly blooming from all directions of heaven and earth.

"Ahh

The three-hearted blue spirit boy screamed, but he unconsciously got closer, and was almost overwhelmed by the breath in it.

An Qisheng ignored its cry and watched intently.

It was a magnificent battlefield.

Above the land, the demons hissed, and between the sea of clouds, the strong roared in the sky.

The endless flames of war started from Beiju Continent and ran all the way through the Nine Heavens to the Outer Heavens.

There are giants beating their chests, shaking their arms and roaring, and the big axes are raised high, pointing directly at the Heavenly Divine Court.

There is a giant demon roaring fiercely, just a stick in the sky will line up thousands of waves of qi and smooth out the endless smoke clouds.

There were trolls prostrate on the ground, and then they got up again, and they lifted up the entire Sumeru Sacred Mountain.

There are also five colors intertwined, pressing the heavens and the earth, its shape is like a fan, shaking, the stars tremble, and the gods fall like rain.

......

It was a war that swept the heavens and the earth!

Among them, there are people, demons, demons, Buddhas, and gods......

There is also the old Taoist priest who holds the tree and rises and roars to the sky!

Click!

At a certain moment, the world in the picture suddenly dimmed for a moment, and in an instant, there was a colorful light blooming with endless brilliance!

A small seven-colored tree the size of an arm, as crystal as jade and growing tender branches, came from nowhere.

Stepped into the battlefield.

The little tree was extremely small, but its color was extremely bright, and the moment it appeared, it triggered a riot on the entire battlefield!

There was a big demon with a terrifying look, but he was angry and roared, waving his battle and rushing to the sky.

Immediately, he was brushed by the small tree and disappeared into the heavens and the earth.

Rumble!

An Qi still wanted to see it again, but suddenly there was a thunder explosion in his heart, and the picture suddenly trembled, and he was torn apart by an invisible force!

And finally that glimpse of the sky.

He could see clearly, the seven-colored small tree falling from the sky.

Slowly, but irresistibly.

Brushed down the roaring giant with the axe,

brushed down the big demon who wielded the stick,

brushed down the bull demon that overturned the mountain of Sumeru,

brushed to the one, the peacock with wings spread and five colors, and the neck was singing,

And, the same old way of holding trees!