I know Master Zhao." Duan Baoxuan nodded seriously, Di Renjie beside him had a smile on his face, but there was a hidden worry in his eyes.

Zhao Wujiang's ears moved slightly, and he felt a familiar aura appear, it was chaos.

Chaos has been away from Chang'an for a hundred days and doesn't know where to go, but he is not worried, he knows that Chaos will definitely come to him.

"You are so good at practicing, you can't improve your cultivation in a short period of time, so it's always good to improve your techniques and have more strength."

He gave instructions with his hands behind his back, and with a light footstep, he flew out of Dali Temple.

Outside Dali Temple, a silver-haired young man was smiling and watching his figure appear.

"Huaiying, do you feel that Master Zhao has been getting more and more anxious recently." Duan Baoxuan was holding the big knife with a solemn expression.

Di Renjie nodded:

"From the time of Gu Yu, I found out.

Now, I feel that Brother Zhao is getting tighter and tighter, just like. It's like something big is going to happen."

"Now that the country is more Thai and the people are more peaceful, what can happen? Could it be that there is a strong enemy who wants to offend my Datang?" Duan Baoxuan shook his head, very puzzled.

"Who in the world dares to offend my Datang?" Di Renjie's eyes were gloomy and he sighed:

"Let's practice the sword, Bao Xuan."

"Are you hurt?"

Outside Dali Temple.

Zhao Wujiang felt that the breath in the silver-haired young man in front of him was a little sluggish, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"It's a little bit of a wound, it's fine." Chaos grinning, white teeth:

"Today I always see people offering you incense as if they were sacrificing to you, and I thought you were dead."

"I have accumulated some merit and luck." Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled, he felt that the injuries in Chaos' body were not small, and they were long, thinking that he was seriously injured by the sky, which was difficult to heal, causing his recovery to be slow, and Chaos should have dragged on for a long time, and he only came to see him when he was able to walk in the world without hindrance.

"Unlucky."

Chaos laughed, the young man's face was a little silly at the moment, he took out a wood carving that looked like Zhao Wujiang from his sleeve, and raised it towards Zhao Wujiang:

"See? You're being held in the palm of my hand!"

Zhao Wujiang spread his hands:

"Let's go somewhere else."

"Okay." Chaos learned that Zhao Wujiang carried his hands behind his back, his face was a little pale, and said with a smile:

"Go to the Sycamore Courtyard."

"Eh, you're in for a treat."

He added, briskly.

The two walked side by side.

On the road.

"How did you get hurt?" Zhao Wujiang handed out a pill bottle, and inside was a variegated pill.

Chaos poured out the elixir, swallowed it directly into his stomach, and said with a blank face:

"When I was in retreat, I encountered something that didn't open my eyes, and I got into a fight."

"The pill is applied externally, from the outside to the inside, layer by layer infiltrate into the body, so as to better eradicate the accumulated injuries." Zhao Wujiang said lightly.

Chaos silver hair flew, his expression was stunned, and then he smashed his mouth:

"Same."

He took a deep breath, "But next time, say it sooner."

"I have another one." Zhao Wujiang took out another bottle of elixir.

Chaos froze and touched his nose:

"Forget it.

Let's get down to business, I've got it."

"Bang." A single bottle shattered, and the elixir exploded in the air, turning into powder and sprinkling it on Chaos's body.

Zhao Wujiang looked at Chaos with a little surprise: "So fast?"

In his imagination, Chaos should have been realized when the seal of the Great Tomb was broken, but now, more than a month away, Chaos has already come to its enlightenment.

"Quick?" Chaos suddenly raised his voice, and the young man's face was full of disdain:

"Who am I?

Genius!

I came to my senses a hundred years ago, if it weren't for someone obstructing me, I would have come to Chang'an."

Then his eyes moved up and down,

Looking at Zhao Wujiang:

"But you're on the right track, not bad."

"On track?" Zhao Wujiang thought in his heart, what did this sentence mean.

Chaos sighed:

"I combined what my father used to say to me before, and the insights in Fuxi's power, and deduced the conditions for becoming a true god."

Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, yin and yang flowed in his eyes, and he thought of a possibility.

"With the help of the Fuxi Seal, what kind of power do you use the most?" Chaos smiled kindly and sold a pass.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes flashed: "Luck!"

Chaos snapped his fingers:

"That's right, luck.

Everyone can carry luck, and so do the gods, but what they carry is another form of luck, called incense!

In other words, the true gods are born of incense!"

"Incense?" Zhao Wujiang was suddenly shocked in his heart, many people have recently erected monuments and statues for him, just to offer incense.

"Luck is like fire, you can use it to burn the enemy, you can also use it to bless your body, am I right?" Chaos' face was full of pride, and he felt these things in some of the human emperor powers given by Zhao Wujiang.

"How to become a true god?" Chaos continued, his eyes becoming distant, and his tone was full of emotion:

"That's goodness, good to the people!

A god who has the common people in his heart, the common people will remember him, cherish him, offer incense to him, and inherit the power of incense, and become a real god.

This truth, my father used to tell me, but it was just vague, and he didn't want me to rush for quick success and lose my pure heart.

It's a pity, but I don't understand it until now."

"I stumbled on the right path."

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and sighed, he knew that even if he was on the right path now, it was impossible to become a god in a short period of time, the seal of the tomb would be broken, and it would be too late, he could only do as he originally planned, like a broken bamboo, like an arrow from the string, and he would not look back without hesitation.

"Seriously, you're really a talented person, and if you're in the same era as me, you'll only be a little slower than me." Chaos felt the medicinal powder enter his body, and his injuries were healing rapidly, and he sighed in his heart Zhao Wujiang's medical skills.

"In fact, as long as you delay and give you some time, even if the Dan in Cangwu Mountain is out of trouble, you don't have to be afraid.

He can indeed be called a god, but he is just a false god, such as that Di Xin, yes, it is Di Xin, the person who is called the king of Xu, he is what kind of bullshit marriage god he has been crowned, he is a false god.

Only better than us. That's a lot."

Chaos spread his hands and shook his head:

"But, really, you are also unlucky, but after the Yu clan, Dan got out of trouble, I knelt down and begged for mercy, maybe people will let me go, you, tsk, even if you grab the ground with your head, you will die thoroughly, and what kind of blood relatives and friends of yours, people close to you, can't run away, they all have to die."

Zhao Wujiang rolled his eyes, "Thank you for your relief."

"Eh, I'm honest, you may not know who Dan is, and your ancestor's throne was snatched from him." There were more and more chaotic words, and after he became acquainted with Zhao Wujiang, he was more like a teenager.

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice:

"I know, I read through the annals.

Dan, the son of Emperor Yao, but this throne was not taken by Emperor Shun from him, but given to Emperor Shun by Emperor Yao."

(End of chapter)