After finalizing all the details of the deal, Sukeo Matsumoto looked a little stunned.

He couldn't help but sigh a little and said, "In fact, Yuanchi has never belonged to me, I am at most a poor person wandering outside the door. What the previous Lord left me was a negligible low-level authority. As for the legacy of the previous one or anything, there is nothing at all. I can feel it, I'm just afraid that I haven't even exerted one hundred-millionth of the ability of the source pool, but it is still the most cherished thing in my life, and I used to fantasize that I could rely on it to get to a position like yours, but now that I think about it, I don't even know how to transfer its permissions! I know so little about it! I hope you're a little luckier than me and can keep going......"

Matsumoto, this guy is playing tricks again, and he still doesn't give up?

Don't know how to transfer permissions?

Mi Liancheng was immediately embarrassed.

In other words, he doesn't seem to know much more than Matsumoto, at least he doesn't know how the permissions of the infinite space should be transferred...... Well, it seems to be a story about a globe, but where that globe is now, and what it is, Mi Liancheng doesn't know anything.

He also asked about the Taoist book, and the Taoist book's answer belonged to international practice: the authority is insufficient, please increase the authority......

Now that Matsumoto mentioned this issue again, he couldn't help but think a little self-comfortingly: Nima, Lao Tzu never thought of transferring authority, what does this thing do?

There are so many secrets in infinite space, there are so many that even if it wants you to know, your poor brain can't carry it.

This is really a shameless truth, it's so cruel!

"Daoshu, how should the authority of the source pool be transferred?"

If you don't decide to ask Baidu, it's not a question book, and Mi Liancheng has already used this skill quite proficiently.

The Dao Book did not answer immediately, and a row of red handwriting was clearly displayed on it: Unrelated idle people were present, and this issue involving the core secrets of infinite space will not be discussed for the time being.

Matsumoto's eyes were red when he saw this row of fonts, and he roared angrily in his heart, Lao Tzu is still the master of the source pool, and you despise me so much? Don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, and it also depends on the owner to beat the dog!

No, it should be said that the owner should also look at the dog!

But he wasn't stupid, he roared in his heart, and he didn't spit out a word.

Obviously, this book is a holy weapon of the same grade as the source pool, the difference is that if the source pool is the custody of the treasury, then the book is obviously the role of the housekeeper, according to the habits of human society, the status of the book of the road should be slightly better according to its authority.

In the future, we will have to beg for a life in the infinite space, such a big-name housekeeper can't afford to provoke ah, and if there is grievance, there is only suffocation!

However, although the Daoshu gave Matsumoto a strong psychological trauma because of his habitual contempt and disregard for these low-level creatures, and the faint context in his tone, it was his strong desire to return Genchi to his place after all, so it automatically had already made a move without waiting for Mi Liancheng to urge.

A faint brilliance rose from the surface of the Taoist book, which had always been extremely simple, as if thousands of strands were finely weaving something.

Suddenly, a scroll of text appeared in the light.

At first glance, this volume of documents is very magical, and the base is the starry sky of the universe, which is generally full of vast and deep blackness, which makes people look at it, and their eyes seem to be about to collapse deeply and cannot extricate themselves, and even the whole body and mind can't help but pour into it.

But the silver starlight weaves a font, but people struggle out of the collapse that can't extricate themselves, accompanied by the strong sense of existence of the font, like the sea of stars, the vast dead silence hidden in the mysteries and rules of the universe.

This text is extremely complicated, there is only one font, but I am afraid that there are millions of strokes, countless colorful base points, and the distorted lines are even constantly circulating, and each base point, if you look closely, is like a ray of starlight in the starry sky, a planet.

All of this is not entirely meaningless.

It is related to the ownership of such holy artifacts as Yuanchi, and this text is written and witnessed by all the rules of this universe, and the meaning in it is extremely complex and obscure, and it is by no means comparable and described by ordinary words.

For example, the divine script of the true God, even if their text is compared with this font, there is a gap of 108,000 miles and inexplicable, and it cannot be compared at all, if this text is equivalent to the female history proverbial map, then the divine text is compared to the machine-printed print on shoddy napkins.

The whole font is like a magnificent picture, it is very complicated to say, and it looks very eye-catching, but if the retrospective restoration shows its most real artistic conception, it can actually be summed up in one sentence: I ---- voluntarily transfer the core authority of the source pool to ----

Matsumoto and Mi Liancheng were fascinated by it as soon as they saw this text, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, their faces were sometimes puzzled, and sometimes they were shocked, like seeing a martial arts master with peerless cheats, and like seeing the hungry wolves in the color of the four beauties, they were so hungry and thirsty that they almost scratched their ears and cheeks.

In fact, it's no wonder that these two people are shallow-eyed, don't look at this is just a word, but the rules and meanings involved in it, even if they are detached at the level of a golden immortal, they may not be able to write it.

Visualize according to this picture, the effect is not inferior to the visualization scriptures of some peerless gods, it is like a list of subjects that must be learned to achieve the master of creation, although it cannot become the master of creation, but at least there is a direction of effort, and its rarity can be seen.

Infinite Space is independently produced, especially from the hands of Taoist books, how can it be just a simple ordinary product, even if it is a volume of self-selling documents, it must be worshipped!

Mi Liancheng has seen a lot of knowledge in recent times, and he has eaten countless meals, and he is about to have a little indigestion, so he quickly woke up from his trance, and he carefully tasted it, and finally realized the true meaning of this document, and the sweat the size of a pea on his forehead was almost about to come out!

It's just too much to burn......

He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But I saw another line of text on the Taoist book: After reading it, why don't you sign it quickly!

Mi Liancheng hurriedly straightened up, touched his hand to the surface of this scroll, and as soon as his mind moved, a fingerprint containing his breath was automatically rubbed on the scroll.

The document flew out automatically, and it traveled directly to Matsumoto's eyes along the light screen between the two.

Matsumoto was still immersed in it, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, and when he tasted it again, his face suddenly became extremely ugly: Nima, this is actually a volume of "property rights transfer procedures"!

That's it, it's come to this, and it's no longer interesting to struggle, it's annoying.

He immediately put his hand on the paperwork, and with a thought, a fingerprint was rubbed on the scroll again.

It's just that unlike Miliancheng, which has not changed at all after the rubbing, Matsumoto's handprint has just been pressed on the paperwork, and the entire source pool immediately reacts.

The biggest reaction was that Matsumoto lost his mind almost immediately, and he was immediately restrained in the internal space of the source pool, and his expression was frozen at the last moment, and there was an inextricable loss in the gloomy sadness.

Matsumoto's expression at that moment was deeply imprinted in Mi Liancheng's heart, this is the sorrow of a junior authority, the authority has a certain power, once the authority is not there, all the preferential treatment is taken away, without a trace of sympathy and pity.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the attitude of these holy weapons, they were already eternal and immortal existences, and they had special responsibilities and obligations, and a person with primary authority like himself, if he didn't have authority, he wouldn't even have the opportunity to deal with it.

is like a powerful minister in a feudal dynasty, how can he be sincerely loyal to an emperor like a milk baby, and the superficial obedience is only out of the maintenance of the system, no matter how much, there will be no more.

What's more, if you really want to talk about it, these people with primary authority can only be regarded as the prince's son and grandson at most, and there is still a gap between them and the emperor's position.

The inside and outside of the source pool are changing violently, and a large sea of matter that it suppresses has been greatly affected in the adjustment, and an unimaginable wave of matter has been formed, and in the normal cosmic interface, a cosmic storm with infinite and far-reaching effects has been set off.

The supernova exploded, the black hole collapsed to the extreme and turned into a white hole, countless star fields were affected, and countless civilizations either died silently in the mutation of the starry environment, or were forced to leave their homeland and wander in the endless universe.

Some of the extremely powerful cosmic monsters were also awakened in the vibration, they are either groups of monster populations that are difficult to calculate, or they are powerful xenomorphs single-handedly, these monsters living in the universe, once they wake up from their slumber, they begin to eat that seems to never stop, some swarms sweep across countless river systems, completely swallowing up some planetary systems, leaving a barren dead silence in the starry sky, and some simply stay put, suck in their mouths, and countless planets will automatically roll down into their mouths, It was unimaginable.

Some civilizations with unimaginable technology had to be forced to evacuate, and in this cosmic starry sky, a drastic and incomparably great change came suddenly without warning.

Mi Liancheng didn't know that it was just a transfer of authority from the source pool, and it could actually bring such an unimaginable disaster in the universe, he just vaguely felt that under the action of some indescribable mechanism, his breath touched a faint wisp of unimaginable breath, and he seemed to see the shadow of a thin young man in a trance, and then the young man's breath was crushed to nothing in an instant.

A new imprint of authority was generated, and in the deepest secret of the infinite space, a three-legged and two-eared tripod quietly appeared on the side of the Taoist book, and in an instant, the entire infinite space became different!

PS: Thanks for the Netoh! Thank you! Thank you for your leisure!

Also, the second chapter is being written, which may be a little later.