"In that direction, it's the Source Heaven Realm. What does he want to do if he crosses the border ahead of time? ”

The woman rested her chin in her hand and sat boredly on a piece of bluestone.

The name of the infatuation is still like thunder.

Some people call him the first person under the Yuan Baby.

Of course, this requires a premise, that is, to give him enough time to set up the formation.

Even with this premise, it is enough to see that the formation idiot is extraordinary.

And the word "idiot" has already pointed out his characteristics very well.

Endless study of the formation.

Such a person has almost no enjoyment, not only is the array path extremely talented, but also can put all his mind on the array path, and it is needless to say that he forgets to sleep and eat.

Other people may set off some time in advance because they want to seize the opportunity, but with the status and ability of the formation idiot, ordinary opportunities are at their fingertips, as for more precious things, Tianyan Sect can't give them, what can the Source Heaven Realm have at this time?

"When things go wrong, there must be demons."

There was a hint of curiosity in the woman's bright eyes.

Since she saw it, this is fate.

It just so happens that today's daily calculation is useless, so let's use it on the array idiot!

When the woman waved her hand, one hundred and eight rays of light appeared in front of her.

It was one hundred and eight copies of what resembled a famous post, each one the size of a normal person's palm, rectangular, thirty-six of which glowed like a blue sky, and the remaining seventy-two were earthy yellow.

If you look at it, you can see that some famous posts appear on the bizarre scenes, there are mountains, rivers, sun and moon, grass, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and so on, but there are still a large number of famous posts showing a blank state.

The woman's hands pinched, and her originally boring face quickly became dignified, and with the one hundred and eight famous cards in front of her dancing and rotating in front of her, the expression on the woman's face became more and more ethereal and quiet, and the emotions that belonged to people were peeled off from her body at a very fast speed, like a god statue.

And on the one hundred and eight famous posts flying in front of her, there is a scene showing the famous posts that radiate a misty light, infiltrating the world.

The light intertwines and spreads with each other, and finally condenses into one place, but it is chaotic and invisible, like a thick fog covering one place, full of shadows.

"Wow, still shielding the heavenly machine?"

The woman opened her eyes, and as soon as she spoke, she immediately shattered the quiet posture like an ancient god, and the sound of the indiscreet echo in the air.

"If you don't block me, you just take a look. If you dare to block it, I have to see what's going on. ”

The corners of the woman's mouth provoked a trace of dissatisfaction.

How can these guys guard against the Heavenly Machine Sect one by one like thieves?

Is the reputation of the Heavenly Machine Sect so bad outside?

How unreasonable!

If she didn't figure out what was going on today, she would simply be smearing the face of the Heavenly Machine Sect.

The woman stretched out her arms and showed her proud bosom, and her face, which looked a little too immature, like that of an ordinary woman at the age of thirteen or fourteen, closed her eyes.

The mysterious breath swirled around her, and the world fell silent, even the sound of birds and beasts had disappeared, and the sound of the wind had also disappeared, and everything was silent.

After about a quarter of an hour, the intricate patterns began to circulate around her body, and finally disappeared into the famous plaque with a view floating in front of her.

"The art of heaven, the heavenly machine is in me!"

The woman opened her eyes suddenly, and there was a sparkle in them.

One hundred and eight famous posters, whether they have internal scenery or not, are all resonating with each other at this time, and the sound of "woo~" is heard in the air.

An indescribable pressure suddenly came!

As if the mountains were coming, hitting the soul and flesh and blood, any resistance technique was almost useless, and the woman involuntarily spit out a mouthful of blood, which was falling on the one hundred and eight famous posts that resonated with each other.

"I'll go, it's really divination."

The woman was shocked, not only did she not wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, but hurriedly looked at her palm.

Fortunately, it didn't continue to get smaller, just a little injury, I was used to it, and I didn't have enough to worry about.

Then she couldn't help but look down at her broad chest, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

How can it be that the place that should be small is not small, but the age seems to be getting younger and younger?

Heavenly Secret Method, you are not shallow in harming people!

"Hum~"

As she fumbled herself, the one hundred and eight posters gradually fell silent.

Twelve of them rose into the air, ten of them were blank inside, and the remaining two were filled with a vague figure hidden in the fog and a seed that I didn't know what it was.

"Nothingness. Conceal? Cultivating to an advanced level? Out-of-this-world? The Immeasurable?

Something that the seed hasn't grown yet? Just a hint of chance? ”

The woman frowned, analyzing carefully.

Of course, it is difficult to analyze the reason.

The sky is unpredictable, and most of the time it is chaotic.

Even if there is an occasional disclosure, it is rare for a convicted thing to occur, unless it is imminent and irreversible.

It's accurate, it's just that it's useless.

And if you want to measure something that you don't even know about, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack, and if you accidentally backfire, you can kill people.

Fortunately, she didn't have her own desires when she calculated, she just 'sought knowledge', and she didn't want to make any benefits from this, or she had to find out what the idiot wanted to do, otherwise the price would be extremely terrifying.

Maybe it will make her look like a twelve-year-old, and she can't accept it, she definitely can't accept it.

And the direction she measured was simply a realm, and if she really wanted to know something specific, the Heavenly Monarch couldn't resist that kind of backlash.

However, since the heavenly opportunity has been revealed, the celestial phenomenon has been leaked.

Something that is blank is also a kind of information.

"There are ten blank talismans that cross the world, and it is worthy of the world where the Tao has re-manifested, and the opportunity is really extraordinary. If you stay here, it's hard to bump into one for a hundred years, and maybe you won't be able to take it. ”

The woman sighed, her eyes shining.

I can't bear it, I can't bear it at all.

"Since it's based on the formation idiot, at least there must be one or two chances on the formation idiot, right? Or maybe the place he's going to has a vital medium hidden. ”

The woman raised her good-looking eyebrows and smiled heartily on her face.

"Thank you, you're a good person."

Soon after, another spatial ripple spread for hundreds of millions of miles.

"The master replied to the letter, and it will take about a year or two to come."

In the one hundred and fifty-third year of the Xia Dynasty, Liu Qingming informed Emperor Qizhi that his master had already set off.

Cross-border interrogations have been quite slow.

And it is related to the things left by the God Heavenly Monarch, and it is inconvenient for him to use the means of the sect to contact him openly, otherwise it will be difficult to say whether it is a group idiot or a large number of people who come.

Anyway, he is in charge here in the Xia Dynasty, there is no possibility of any major problems, and the news is a little slower, as long as there is no accident.

"I wonder what preparations the Xia Dynasty needs to make?"

Emperor Qizhi hurriedly asked.

Those famous people in the Immortal Dao are coming to the Xia Dynasty, how to arrange it, he really has no experience in this.

If it's an old monster with a weird temper and a penchant for killing, that's going to be a problem.

But he had no room to refuse, he could only try his best to do everything well.

"I don't need to do any preparations, I just told Emperor Xia. Shizun was only interested in the formation, and disdained the rest. Being able to study the formation is the greatest enjoyment for the master. ”

Liu Qingming saw Emperor Qizhi's uneasiness, and said with relief: "The master is kind and kind, and having the name of 'fool' is just a matter of intoxication, so don't disturb it easily." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Emperor Qizhi nodded repeatedly.

A character like that, it's good if he doesn't make trouble for him, how can he be bored with himself?

Companion Jun is like a tiger, and he didn't think that one day he would appear on him.

However, compared to the surrounding countries, the current situation of the Xia Dynasty can already be said to be as good as heaven.

At least in the Xia Dynasty, there were no immortal cultivators to cause chaos.

Great prayer.

Everything is getting more and more desolate.

Since the drastic changes of heaven and earth, the great prayer is no different from falling apart.

The rebel armies in various places did not know how many, and even counterattacked the royal court, and the country died when it was said.

But although the imperial court was destroyed, a new emperor did not appear.

Instead, they showed a situation of separation, fighting each other endlessly, and neither of them would admit that the other was the new emperor.

Today's Great Prayer, although it still uses the name of Great Prayer, is actually divided inside, and those who occupy a place are willing to use the name of the dead country rather than recognize someone else's throne.

For the time being, what remains is the name of the Great Prayer and the devastated world.

"Last night, there was a colorful light blooming from a long distance here, and I think there is a spirit plant ripening."

The resolute voice sounded in the wilderness, and Mo Feng had matured a lot, no longer looking like a child.

Since the immortal nether realm, the world's understanding of the immortal path is no longer as vague as before.

Although the immortals of the Nether World have not made the world better, to be precise, they do not care about the world at all, and objectively they have indeed deepened many people's understanding of the Immortal Dao.

Over the years, he has acted chivalrous and righteous, killing more than a thousand people, and he has also learned a lot of news from it.

"Good thing, your kid Fuyuan is really not shallow, and he is quite talented in this area. A body of martial arts is about to be practiced, not to mention, the Immortal Dao is also about to reach the middle stage of Qi training, right? ”

Wei Chuanming held a withered yellow weed in his mouth, and said in a dignified manner.

More than ten years have passed since he left the Xia Dynasty, and his spirit seems to be much better than when he just left, without the anger and depression at the beginning, and his white beard is hooked when he speaks, looking like an old naughty boy.

"This blessing. What's the use? ”

Mo Feng smiled bitterly.

In this world, what can the ink man do?

Times are no longer the same.

Even if Mozi is alive, it is difficult to make a difference in this season, right?

Even if he was fortunate enough to be promoted to Grandmaster, even if he had the talent to practice, more often than not, he felt helplessness.

The more I tried to save the world, the more I felt the helplessness of being powerless.

After working hard for so many years, he has saved many people and killed many people, and there must be more people saved than killed, but the world is getting colder and colder.

He doesn't have the talent of Mozi, only the four words of chivalry and righteousness are not bad.

But Mo Feng still didn't figure it out, how many more people would have to be killed to stop all this?

Now that the immortal has appeared, even if he becomes a grandmaster, will he really be able to end the war in front of him?

According to the bandits he slaughtered, behind those people stood immortals.

There are some things that I don't want to be ignorant.

And other things, the more I think about it, the more I feel turbid and dark, the whole person is like being trapped in the deep sea, the more I struggle, the more intense the sense of suffocation, the darkness is added, the pressure is everywhere, and I can't see the slightest light.

"Here we go again."

Wei Chuanming took a sip and scolded: "You Mo family people just like to drill the tip of the horns. What makes you feel that the Ink Man must save the world? Yes? When did Mozi say that the ink must be able to save the world?

Everyone in the world says that ink is good, and I want to see that you are the most arrogant and arrogant, much more arrogant than Lao Tzu at the beginning.

Ordinary people can't even make a name in history, but you're good, what do you think about all day long? That's much more difficult than leaving a name in history, don't you have points in your own heart?

Self-suffering, chivalrous and righteous, powerful! But what does this have to do with whether you can save the world? These are two different things entirely! That is to say, you ink writers, dare to talk about this kind of thing and this kind of idea every day, and if others are replaced by others, they will be ridiculed to death a long time ago. ”

Wei Chuanming was deeply helpless.

One by one, these ink artists seem to have been poisoned by the name "Mo family".

If you can't save the world, it's like living in vain, and you must let the world go in the direction you want in your heart, otherwise you won't be satisfied.

Nima's, he said that the Mo family had such a good start, why was it that Confucianism and Legalism robbed most of the position in the Xia Dynasty.

Isn't this what it deserves!

didn't want to leave the Xia Dynasty, and the ink artists outside were still like this, and even had an increasingly fierce posture.

This group of idealists abandoned reality, demanded themselves with self-suffering, and then demanded the world with the principles of Mohists.

It's outrageous!

So everyone said that the ink was good, and then there were fewer and fewer ink writers.

If you want him to say, the ink artist is not realistic enough.

To be too selfless is to be the greatest selfishness.

If you can't make up for it from others, you can only blame yourself more and more.

Coming and going, both physically and mentally suffering.

Tired or not!

"Having said that, since I have embraced my ideals, I naturally want to do as much as I can, and do more."

Brother Liu was playing a round on the side.

"Come on, they all want to be saviors. Now that the immortals have descended to earth, they have not seen a savior come out, and there are many people who have fueled arrogance. What the immortals don't do, the ink people do, what's the matter, you ink people are stronger than the immortals? ”

Wei Chuanming glanced at the two of them with an expression like a fool.

However, he was only silent.

On the contrary, he was bored with himself.

However, Wei Chuanming has also become accustomed to it, after so many years, if the preaching is useful, these two people have long been indispensable.

There were no words along the way, and several people had already come to a village.

However, as soon as he got closer, he smelled an extremely strong bloody smell.

Walking into it, you can see piles of corpses everywhere, and a dry corpse with an inhuman shape is placed in all directions.

Blood snaked along the ground like a writhing snake.

In the very center surrounded by poisonous snakes, a spirit plant bloomed with a strange flower, exuding a slight demonic luster.

Before a few people could see it clearly, three rays of light suddenly struck behind them, silently.

When the light was about to approach him, Mo Feng's heart was alarmed, and he suddenly flashed.

The same is true of Wei Chuanming.

Only Brother Liu, unaware, passed through his heart without a ray of light, and the blood flowed like a pillar.

The dazed eyes lowered their heads and looked at the hole in their chest.

Brother Liu's lips opened slightly, and he looked at Mo Feng, wanting to say something.

But not a word was spoken, and the body had fallen straight upright.

"Someone sent it to the door by himself."

It was only then that an eerie voice sounded from behind.

(End of chapter)