Woo!

The wind was howling and the black clouds were deep.

In the southern capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Purple Mountain in Nanjing is a square circle, as if it has become such a strange weather in a very short period of time.

Countless muffled thunders tumbled back and forth in the stratosphere through the thick canopy of darkness like a black curtain, and the people who pressed straight down were breathless.

In Nandu, the experienced old man already knew that it was going to be a thunderstorm again, and he would go home immediately, and he should collect his clothes, and he should continue to sleep.

However, in private, there is still some muttering: "'Daming weather', I didn't say that there have been thunderstorms in recent days, this weather forecast is too inaccurate, I must complain about the 'Daming Meteorological Observatory' when I look back, this is not in our eyes at all."

However, the current era is no longer the farming era of the Ming Dynasty four hundred years ago.

Since Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty made great efforts to govern the country, set off three mountains, dug through the thousand-year-old imprisonment of Confucian Confucianism, and broke the shackles of Shinong, industry and commerce, many forms of the Ming Dynasty are very different.

Nearly 400 years later, although some people feel that something is wrong with such extreme weather, it is at most just a small conversation after tea and dinner, and it is not a surprising thing at all.

But this kind of weather, such an inexplicable and surprising environment, for someone who is on the Purple Mountain, has a different meaning.

At this moment, the speculative Dao Lun sound in Zhao Xuanling's ears faded like a tide, and the Lun Yin that seemed to contain boundless mystery could not leave the slightest impression in his ears at all, and in the blink of an eye, he had already found that he was still standing on the back mountainside of the Purple Mountain, no different from before.

Immediately after, he saw that his Taoist robe was gradually getting wet from the rain in the muffled thunder in the sky.

"The thunder splits the sky, the rainstorm continues, is it really the Purple Mountain dragon vein that continues again, the remote sensing Arctic True Martial Arts, the six days of mixed yuan, Haoyu Jin Run, and the vision of falling from the sky?"

Zhao Xuanling tidied up his tattered and even out-of-the-box robe, and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch the raindrops.

As the raindrops melted into his palm, in just two or three seconds, bits and pieces of rain were in his palm, and then quickly faded until they were gone, as if they were shrunk into flesh and blood, completely losing the traces of their former existence.

In the midst of the thunder and rainstorm, Zhao Xuanling nodded invisibly as if he was thinking about something, and was silent for five minutes, always looking up to the sky and laughing loudly.

Whether his guess is true or not, at least in the future, if there is a new mythical epic, it is impossible to bypass him no matter what!

There is a Taoist Xuanling, sitting on the Purple Mountain for seven years, and sitting silently between the nine heavens of the demon Xuantian Patriarch preaching, Tianzun passed the law, and got a volume of "Martial Arts", at that time, the air contained turtles and snakes, thunder opened the way, and the rainstorm baptism, and the heavens were magically praised!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanling's smile became more and more obvious, and he suddenly looked at it, like an old hen that had just laid eggs, and it was in her own chicken nest that she was squeaking and laughing.

Suddenly, in his mind, the futon sitting high above the boundless sky, shrouded in the brilliance of the endless divine wings, could not be guessed, and could not be looked at directly.

I thought of being silently memorized by myself, and I didn't dare to forget the slightest, and I could even describe the volume of "Wujing" by reciting it backwards.

He turned his head to look at the Endless Thoughts and Thunder torn into pieces one after another, like a black curtain, and said in a dreamy tone of anticipation and fear: "A new era has begun again, but this is definitely the era of our 'myth'!" From now on, I will never forget the teachings of Xuantian God, and there will be a place for me in the future on the futon under the 'myth'! ”

…………

In the imperial capital of the Ming Dynasty, in the palace of the prince of the auxiliary state within the first ring, there was a lot of noise, especially in the mansion of the youngest young master Yue Ding, the prince of the auxiliary state, which was even more praised.

The professionals in the Heavenly Prison Division surrounded the little master by all means, and there was a trace of imperceptible stiffness on everyone's face.

After all, today is the best time for this Young Master Yue Ding to awaken his abilities, and if he misses the time, then the energy spent will even be multiplied by dozens of times!

If you only talk about financial and material resources, and use the power to assist the state and the country, you will not be too concerned at all.

But every awakening, it is extremely damaging to the spirit, if you really come a few more times, there is even a possibility of violent death!

Judging from the fact that Fu Guogong dotes on his young son, if they have no way to wake up this time, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party will definitely be reluctant to lose their temper with their young son.

Then as the "Heavenly Supervisor" who leads Yue Ding's ability awakening, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

It's so troublesome to do things for those royal relatives and nobles, and no one will praise them if they do a good job, but if they do it badly, they will definitely be pulled out of the top cylinder.

Such a nonsense thing is a different kind of truth, and I have to say that this is really a kind of inferior nature of human beings.

"Everyone, pay attention, according to the little boy's birthday, two minutes will be the time when his life is the most boiling, and that is the time when his awakening ability is the best, and we must not miss the slightest hour, you know!"

"Yes!"

A loud response resounded in the blink of an eye above this mansion.

"It's a pity that the timing of this young master of the Fuguo family's awakening is still much worse. A few days ago, when the young princess of my empire awakened, when she was holding the ten stars of the solar system, it was the real time, place and people, and the ability to awaken was the real "armor", and even more than that!

The timing of this young master's awakening, we have calculated for a long time, there is no kind of heavenly time and celestial phenomenon to accompany him at all, just by himself, it is a pity to use such a large formation......" Among the vast personnel, there seems to be a member of the Heavenly Supervisor who pouted slightly, as if he was sighing to his teammates on the left and right.

"Lao Zhan, shut your stinky mouth, don't you see how stinky Fu Guogong's expression is! We can all see such a big thing, will Guogong not be able to see it? The heavenly phenomena and the earthly fortune are not in harmony with the little young master, what can we do, can we control the celestial phenomena by ourselves?

Stop dreaming, all we can do now is try to do what we do perfectly, and the rest will be left to fate. ”

"To be honest, it's not necessarily impossible. If Kokuko-sama can convince His Majesty and the Sanko Shousuke to make a move, maybe ......"

"......Shhh Silence, silence! You don't want to die! Your Majesty, there is also the ability of the first assistant of the three pavilions, which we can also arrange! Beware of the unknown death! ”

"Stop talking, everyone, it's time! Prepare together"

Rumble!

Suddenly, the sound of thunder resounded above the heavens.

Everyone looked up, only to see that there seemed to be thousands of thunderbolts disillusioned above the sky, faintly in the center of thousands of thunders, and a quaint thunder pool was floating and floating!

But in the blink of an eye, everything has dissipated.

"It's ......"

"Daddy, do you know, I just saw God!" In the mansion, at this moment, Yue Ding pinched his cheek, unable to believe all his previous magical encounters. But after seeing the contemporary Fuguo Gong Dad beside him who was full of worries, he just opened his mouth directly.

(⊙o⊙) What? Smash, are you stupid by lightning? How did you come up with such nonsense! Alas, my stupid roe deer, your mother knows that you have become a fool, and she has to cry to death. ”

looked at his son's face full of excitement and excitement, and said such a sentence at the beginning.

Fu Guogong was struck by lightning, and the whole person froze at the door, and the next moment he looked up to the sky with a painful face and howled.

Yue Ding: "→_→, Dad, are you always teasing?" ”