Wang Yijing didn't want to be the god of war, and the king's authority was not reluctant, so he snapped his fingers, a golden light flashed, and there was one more person in the room.

"Xiao Gu, take out the Gu worms in his body." The king's authority commanded.

The visitor nodded and pointed at the king, who immediately felt a chill gushing out of the dantian, going all the way up the meridians, and finally out of his mouth.

Seeing the black beetle again after many years, Wang Yijing still couldn't help but feel stunned from the bottom of his heart, his spiritual power flowed from the dantian to the limbs and hundreds of corpses with an overwhelming momentum, nourishing the almost withered body little by little.

Wang Yijing's appearance changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his white hair began to turn black from the roots, and the wrinkles on his face quickly disappeared, and in less than a cup of tea, he was back to his twenties.

Running the cultivation slightly, the spiritual sense was instantly dispersed, and the entire palace was in full view, and he clenched his fist, and the long-lost sense of power came, and he smiled thankfully at the beautiful "woman" who took away the immortal Gu, and the other party smiled with a smile.

This smile can be said to have hit the young man's heart, and he looked at the other person with fixed eyes, until the other party turned into golden light and disappeared again.

Wang Yijing was stunned for a while before he reluctantly removed his eyes and asked:

"Grandpa, who was that just now?"

"Didn't you see through the red dust?" The latter saw at a glance what he was thinking.

Wang Yijing was a little embarrassed and said:

"I don't even look at the beauties that Fanbang pays tribute to, but the one just now gave me the throbbing of my youth again."

He doesn't know that the so-called love is actually a bunch of hormones in the human body, which makes young men and women impulsive, and as they grow older, there are fewer hormones, and people naturally have no desires.

At this point, the heavenly immortals are not exempt from vulgarity, they are immortal, their bodies are always young, no matter how many hundred years old, they will want to find a Taoist partner, and even more, they will rely on their strong cultivation to force low-level female cultivators to become furnace dings.

Wang Quanquan naturally knew that his grandson suddenly changed from an old man to a young man, and it was inevitable that his spirit would go to his brain, and he said expressionlessly:

"Just now, it was my new god of gluttony, named Swallowing Moon."

"Swallowing the moon is indeed a good name."

Wang Yijing was still immersed in the appearance of a woman who was captivating the country and the city, and Wang Quanquan continued to say leisurely:

"Actually, I'm not an unenlightened elder, but there's something I want to explain to you clearly."

"What's the matter?"

"That thing down there, it's probably bigger than you."

"Huh?"

Wang Yijing, who finally had a goal in life, suddenly ushered in a realistic competition.

The young man instantly became depressed, and Wang Quanquan smiled and said:

"Don't be too sad, Saion is not blessed, I heard that you rebelled with Wang Siheng for a woman?"

"Her name is Li Ning'er, but she's dead."

Speaking of this stubble, Wang Yijing couldn't help but look at Wang Quanquan with a grudge, if he hadn't sealed his mana, Li Ning'er would not have died.

Wang Quanquan naturally knew what he was thinking, and the light in his hand lit up, and there was a huge magic weapon in the room.

The magic weapon is cast in stone, and the bottom is held up by nine white stone dragons, and the base is a rare golden transparent crystal, which is engraved with the heavenly stems and earth branches, the five elements of the eight trigrams, and the direction of the stars, like a huge compass.

Wang Quanquan got up and slapped the central sphere in fear, and said:

"This is the Nine Dragons Armillary Sphere, but in the past and future, although that Li Ning'er is dead, you can go to her reincarnation."

"In that case, why don't I go back and save her?"

"Theoretically, you can't change what you're already involved in, and the slightest carelessness can lead to devastating consequences."

"I didn't see her die with my own eyes, she was shot by an arrow to save me, and before I could completely breathe, I was taken away by the teleportation formation, maybe I can use this time to save her."

Wang Quanquan shook his head, "The rules of heaven and earth are not as simple as you think, and besides, you plan to give up Chu Yan like this?" ”

"Chu Yan?"

Wang Yijing was stunned when he heard this, it was the woman he met in the palace when he was eight or nine years old, to be exact, the soul of the woman, at that time he fell in love with the other party at first sight, even after hundreds of years, he still remembered it.

Thinking of this, the young man asked tentatively:

"Can't you just choose both?"

"Good boy, greedy enough, with the demeanor of your grandfather and me, it may be possible to change to someone else, but Chu Yan is the chosen servant of our ancestors, and you are tantamount to letting his old man be a living king, which is a little rebellious."

Wang Yijing rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Then you still mention it?" ”

Wang Quanquan put his hands in his sleeves and said:

"Grandpa, I have a lot of magical powers, not only know the past and the future, but also control the reincarnation of the dead, this Li Ning'er you like is the reincarnation of Chu Yan back then, and your fate will last for three lives and three lives."

"No wonder."

Wang Yijing immediately believed this statement, and from the first time he saw Li Ning'er, he felt that the other party was familiar.

Thinking of this, he regained his confidence and gave a junior salute:

"In that case, please ask Grandpa to send me to her afterlife."

Wang Quanquan smiled slightly, urging the Nine Dragons, at this time Wang Yijing suddenly remembered something, raised his hand to stop:

"Wait, my cultivation is finally recovering, I have to show off first."

After that, the figure flashed and disappeared.

Liu's Mansion on the west side of the capital, the mansion of the former minister's book, at this moment, in the middle of the night, the family members have fallen asleep, but the study belonging to Liu Baoqing is still lit.

A figure floated in, and after landing on the ground, he stroked his sideburns and hair, and said to himself:

"Lao Liu, I didn't expect it, I'm really an immortal."

……

In the palace, the king put a piece of jade on the table.

The jade is turbid, and in the swaying lights, there seem to be several dragon shadows swimming in it, which contains the qi of the Nine Dragons, which can be used by Wang Yijing to urge the Nine Dragons, and he has to go back to preside over the ceremony of sealing the gods, and he has no time to mess around here.

The white light flashed, and the royal authority that had disappeared for a long time reappeared in the main hall of the Divine Palace, and the gods hurriedly stopped discussing it when they saw this, and the rules stood up.

"Where did you just come from? …… Oh yes, the two positions of the god of light and the god of the army are left, you have the ability to become a blazing sun, are you willing to serve as the god of light? ”

"I don't want to."

The woman replied simply, with a smile in her eyes, the entire divine court, and she dared not to sell the king's power and face.

Seeing this, the latter smiled and shook his head, then looked at Suzaku below and said:

"Cub, would you like to be a god of light?"

"Absolutely."

The little girl was also unrestrained in front of the Holy Spirit, and even knelt down, and Wang Quanquan also smiled at this, and set his eyes on Park Wen.

"As for the god of war, there is no doubt about it, leave it to you, junior brother."

"Senior Brother Xie." Park asked a neat fist, "I thought you forgot about me." ”

"That can't be, you used to be the general of the Northern Invasion Protectorate, the king of the Southern Courtyard, experienced in a hundred battles, and have always been the best choice for the military god in my heart."

Wang Quanquan casually broke nonsense, not long ago, he was going to leave the position to his grandson, and then looked at Park Wen, who was smiling beautifully, not knowing that he was a spare tire.

…… (End of chapter)