Liu Changming has been bowing to the incense for ten years, just to want the gods in the little clay figure to come to the world again, at this time, looking at the incense suddenly conjuring a vague figure, Liu Changming trembled with excitement and kowtowed heavily.

It's just that the vague figure didn't care about Liu Changming, but looked at Fu Chen, and a hoarse voice came from the figure.

"You.... Be.... Who?"

Fu Chen didn't answer the question, but asked directly: "Heaven and earth are in the underworld?"

The phantom was visibly fluctuating, and there was no wind in the tower, but the smoke of the incense was churning violently.

Liu Changming was shocked, looked at the phantom and then at Fu Chen, held his breath and condensed, not daring to move.

Fu Chen was not in a hurry, just looked at the other party, and after a while, the phantom stabilized, and his voice trembled a little: "Medium... World.. Days.."

Fu Chen said clearly: "You are a dragon, right?"

At this time, the tower was silent again, and after a long time, the phantom was still the first sentence: "You... Be... Who?"

Fu Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he said curiously: "There is something wrong with your eyes?"

The phantom said hoarsely, "The glare on your body is too heavy...."

Fu Chen underestimated: "Ao, the glare is too heavy, then I should be a ball of light in your eyes....."

After pondering for a moment, Fu Chen looked at the phantom and said, "Since I know that you are a dragon, then I know what to do..."

The phantom didn't answer, and the fireworks churned violently again.

Fu Chen looked sideways at Liu Changming and said, "Find a place to be grounded." ”

The conversation between Fu Chen and the phantom, Liu Changming's heart was already turbulent, and when he heard Fu Chen's words at this time, although it was an ordered tone, Liu Changming did not dare to slack off in the slightest, turned around and ran towards the bottom of the tower.

Soon Liu Changming returned to the wooden tower, but just as he was about to enter, he saw Fu Chen just come out, and in an instant, Liu Changming broke out in a cold sweat, and his eyes looked directly at the little clay figure in Fu Chen's hand.

Liu Changming took care of it for ten years, and he didn't dare to touch it for fear that the little clay figure would be shattered in an instant, and as a result, Fuchen was so casually held in his hand.

"This ....."

Fu Chen didn't care: "Lead the way"

Liu Changming had to grit his teeth and lead the way, and soon came to Liu Changming's own residence, a quiet small courtyard. The courtyard is full of all kinds of flowers and plants, and in addition to practicing on weekdays, Liu Changming rarely comes.

Fu Chen walked to a flower garden, then casually put the small clay figurine on the ground, and then pulled out the flowers and plants around him.

"You..." Liu Changming realized that his tone was wrong, and immediately changed his words: "Does the little priest need items for sacrifice?"

Fu Chen waved his hand and said, "No need"

Then in Liu Changming's surprised look, Fu Chen squatted on the ground and began to use his hand as a pen to write on the ground in front of the little clay figure.

"Seimei Festival"

"Emperor Mu Mu, Fu Zhan Wan surname, De was Hezhuang, Hehao Shenguang...."

At this time, the little clay figure had a faint light in his head, and he felt the sacrifice of Fu Chen, and muttered in an inaudible voice: "I don't know where this little priest comes from..... That's it, after waiting for thousands of years, this person has such a heavy dazzling light, even the most low-rate shaman inheritance must be dozens of times higher than those who call themselves shamans outside....."

The memorial was written.

Suddenly, only the little clay figure could see the dark light that he felt came from nowhere in the air and drilled towards the head of the little clay figure.

Feeling a little bit of dazzling light, as if the earth was slowly moistened by a long drought, the comfort brought by the little clay figure couldn't help but make a happy sound.

Feeling that the light spots were becoming fewer and fewer, the little clay figure smiled bitterly: "Although there is a world of difference from those shamans in the ancients, it is not easy in this era of the end of the law.....

But at this moment, Fu Chen wrote a few words again at the place where the sacrifice had already ended.

"Tai Feng"

"Taifeng!" After feeling these two words, the little clay figure was suddenly shocked, and looked at the face of Fu Chen, who was not clear in shock.

Then, the fainting point of light reappeared, this time not as a sporadic dot, but like a stream, frantically pouring towards the head of the little clay figure.

"This.... This is impossible! In the era of the end of the law, who else can attract the word Taifeng!"

After a full hour, the influence of the word "Taifeng" dissipated.

After an hour of dazzling baptism, the color of the little clay figure changed from the previous dark blue to gray, if you look closely, you will find that there is a light pale yellow halo looming at the center of the eyebrows of the little clay figure's head.

Liu Changming, who stood aside from beginning to end and didn't dare to make any moves, saw Fu Chen stand up at this time, just looked at the little clay figure and did not have the changes he imagined, he was a little lost, but the little clay man who had not woken up for ten years woke up because of the arrival of Fu Chen, just by virtue of this, Fu Chen was enough to make Liu Changming a guest.

"Little priest, my master respects him........"

Fu Chen looked back at Liu Changming's eager expression, and quipped: "Julong actually accepted you as an apprentice? I'm so lucky..."

Liu Changming didn't understand the strangeness in Fu Chen's words, and said with a smile: "I have offended a lot before, and I hope that the little priest Haihan." ”

"Little thing" Fu Chen got up and patted the dirt on his body, and said casually: "Don't you know your cheap master at all?"

Liu Changming was a little embarrassed, looked at the little clay figure, and then looked at Fu Chen, since Fu Chen can do things that he can't do for ten years, there is naturally no need to hide his privacy, and said frankly with a wry smile: "Ten years ago, I traveled and met the master, but the master has never woken up in the past ten years, so my understanding of the master is limited to the four words of incense offering that the teacher confessed before he fell asleep." ”

Fu Chen pointed to the seven-story wooden pagoda not far away, as well as the Liu family's compound that was ten feet above the flat ground at his feet, and said with a smile: "I think the filial piety of your apprentice is commendable, but it is in the wrong direction." ”

Liu Changming was even more puzzled, and said with a smile: "I still hope that the little priest will make it clear." ”

Fu Chen whispered before approaching: "You cheap master is a good god...."

Liu Changming was stunned, he only knew that his master was a god who had disappeared from the world for thousands of years, but he didn't know what the specific god was, even if he later read a large number of classics, he still couldn't find it.

Looking at Liu Changming, who was even more confused, Fu Chen squinted his eyes and smiled: "Your master may be a little short-tempered, so you'd better be mentally prepared later.......

After speaking, Fu Chen turned around and left, with a look of invincibility that the clothes could not be revealed.

Since Fu Chen can wake up the little clay figure, it is naturally impossible to say this for no reason to entertain himself, Liu Changming thought about it back and forth, but still didn't understand, so he had to give up for the time being, and then hurriedly walked to the flower garden in front of him, just wanted to carefully pick up the little clay figure and send it to the top of the wooden tower, and the vision was raised.

There was a ripple in the sky above the little clay figure, and an illusory photograph of a white-haired old man emerged.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Liu Changming was overjoyed, and immediately knelt down to pay homage, and said excitedly: "Disciple knock to see Master!"

Liu Changming was just about to bend down to salute, but his head was stepped on the ground by the phantom old man!

"You are a king and eight calves, Lao Tzu asked you to worship me, and that's how you worship me?"

Liu Changming pulled his head out of the dirt, looked up at the old man with a confused and pitiful face, and said aggrievedly: "The apprentice has been conscientious for ten years, and he has never had the slightest slackness. ”

The old man kicked Liu Changming more than a dozen feet away, and even broke a gazebo.

Liu Changming crawled out from under the collapsed gazebo, and immediately knelt down in fear and said, "The apprentice really doesn't know, please make it clear to the master!"

The old man glanced at Liu Changming coldly, trembling with anger: "Lao Tzu is the god of the land, does the god of the land understand? The land is Lao Tzu's world, leaving the land, Lao Tzu is a fish out of the water, don't you understand it? You put Lao Tzu so high because I am slow to die?"

Liu Changming suddenly realized, and he was sad and couldn't complain about himself.

"Originally, it was enough to sleep for a year, but ten years have passed, and you actually let Lao Tzu sleep for nine more years, you... Come here and see if I don't kill you....."

Liu Changming was depressed in his heart, and hurriedly wailed: "Master apprentice wronged, I have found countless classics in the past ten years, but there is no description of you, but the classics record that all gods must be worshiped high on the mountain, so the apprentice specially raised the courtyard of the Liu family, and built this seven-story exquisite Nanmu pagoda for you, you didn't reveal anything before you fell asleep, and the apprentice didn't understand.......

Although the old man was a phantom, he seemed to be accustomed to it, and he still spat out a mouthful of smear that was destined to be invisible, looked up to the sky and sighed three times, suddenly looked at Liu Changming, and asked eagerly, "What about the shaman before?"

Liu Changming pointed outside and said, "Before, the little priest left, and I was in a hurry to offer the master's golden body, and I haven't gone to entertain yet." Does the master want me to go and bring the little priest right now?"

Liu Changming was about to get up and run out, but he was called back again.

"I can't get too far away from the golden body, you can take my golden body with you to meet this shaman"

Liu Changming hesitated, and said with a bitter face: "Master, your golden body is cracked, I'm afraid that I will accidentally ......"

The old man raised his hand and came up on Liu Changming's head, and said with an angry smile: "After the collapse of heaven and earth, Lao Tzu's golden body has not been broken, you are worried about breaking my golden body, what do you say you are not stupid?"

Liu Changming immediately kept silent, put the little clay figure into his sleeve, and walked quickly outside.