Ya Yin, who had been silent as a spectator, suddenly asked, "Master, what are the godheads who chose them?" ”

Jiang Qingyu also immediately looked at Wu Lingjun when she heard the sound, her eyes were shining.

Wu Lingjun smiled slightly, and pointed to Luo Heng, Song Shu, and Gu Zhizhou: "They are the God of Snow, the God of Wind, and the God of Fire. ”

Then, he paused, looking at the gray-white godhead in front of Zhou Shuning, frowning slightly.

Jiang Qingyu saw that his expression was indescribable, and asked, "Is there ...... What's wrong? ”

Luo Heng is the ice attribute of the mutation of the water spirit root, and the snow god is just right.

Cheap brother Song Shu has a good temperament, and he is a mutated wind spirit root, I heard that the last wind god is a gentle person, Song Shu is simply the best candidate for the wind god godhead.

The second cargo Gu Zhizhou is even more right.

After the others were chosen by the godhead, the godhead slowly flew towards their eyebrows, and only Gu Zhizhou smashed it.

Jiang Qingyu saw with his own eyes that the fiery red godhead smashed into Gu Zhizhou's head, and Gu Zhizhou was still in a fugue, looking at his expression, Jiang Qingyu had no doubt that he was smashed and stard.

It just so happens that the second goods are fire spirit roots, and his temperament is occasionally hot, so he doesn't have to deal with this fire god godhead.

And Zhou Shuning, Jiang Qingyu looked at the gray-white godhead that stayed in front of her eyebrows, and she didn't melt into the sea of her knowledge for a long time, and she couldn't guess it in her heart, so she couldn't figure it out, so she had to look at Shizun Wu Lingjun and wait for an answer.

In this regard, Wu Lingjun shook his head and said softly: "There is nothing wrong, it's just ......"

said that half of it was left and half left, Jiang Qingyu had a black line, and hurriedly asked: "Just what?" ”

Wu Lingjun gave his apprentice a look of not worrying, and said slowly: "It's just that I didn't expect her to come to this point after all." ”

Jiang Qingyu and Ya Yin were confused, they both understood this sentence separately, but if they were together, they would be confused.

"And whose godhead is this godhead?"

"Inheritance doesn't count, because it's a new godhead." Wu Lingjun sighed and said, "That's it, I'll tell you a story, and you may be able to understand." ”

"The chaos is at the beginning of the opening, the sky is round and the place is round, there is a spirit and wisdom, named God, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth, born in response to the Tao Yun of the heavenly time, can move mountains and seas, can call the wind and rain, can spread the sun, moon and stars, can be called thousands of monsters, can make all things die and live, they are the first gods, also called the ancient gods, is the first generation of gods, longevity than Tianqi, and later time gods, space gods, killing gods, war gods, etc. are all descendants of gods born in response to the torrent of the times."

"Along with God comes the gift of a new birth from heaven and earth, the Godhead, and yet, among all the new gods, there is one that the gods regret."

Jiang Qingyu's gaze involuntarily fell on the godhead in front of Zhou Shu's eyebrows.

Wu Lingjun followed her gaze, and there was a look of pity in her eyes: "She is the sister of the moon god Wangshu, Yusha, a goddess with the power of the stars. ”

Jiang Qingyu suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and her mind was blank for a moment, and when she reacted, her hand was already in her heart, and she looked up at the concerned eyes of Wu Lingjun and Ya Yin.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? Raven Yin asked with some concern, "Why is your face so pale all of a sudden?" ”

Jiang Qingyu couldn't see her face, so she could only raise her hand to caress it, but found that her hand was cold, and a water mirror fell in front of her, and the girl in the water mirror seemed to have lost her aura at the moment, her face was white, and her eyes were no longer as bright as before.

Wu Lingjun waved his sleeves and put away the water mirror, Jiang Qingyu also staggered his gaze, and muttered: "I don't know why, when I heard what I just said, my heart hurt a little." ”

…… Is it because of the god of the moon?

Wu Lingjun didn't elaborate, but continued Fang Cai's story and continued: "The symbiosis of stars and moon is the same as life and death, but it is different, their situation is more complicated than that of Xia Hua's sisters and brothers. ”

Raven Yin frowned: "The Grim Reaper is so lacking that it is impossible to be born, if the situation of the Star Goddess Yusha is worse than that of the Grim Reaper, wouldn't the consequences be ......"

"That's right, she has only existed for half a day, and for the Protoss, it is fleeting, as if it never existed, and even this godhead that has been with her for half her life cannot be integrated with her, because they attract and repel each other."

Wu Lingjun was a little melancholy, he glanced at the little apprentice who had lost his soul twice, and then sighed and said: "This is too complicated, and I don't want to mention it again as a teacher, you just need to know that it is the blessing of this girl to be chosen by this godhead." ”

That is to say, not only the blessing of this girl, but even the god of snow and rain is also the inheritance of the first gods of ancient times, although the god of fire is a god born later, but in the new generation, the strength is strong, and the thunder god and the dragon god are not incomprehensible.

This is definitely a great blessing for these four children.

As she spoke, the godhead in front of Zhou Shu's eyebrows finally slowly submerged into her eyebrows.

At the moment of submergence, the gray-white godhead faded into antiquity, and the deep and beautiful blue-purple light bloomed, and Zhou Shuning was bathed in the light, like a dream.

That is the power of the stars.

"The test has begun." Wu Lingjun's expression was suddenly solemn and solemn, his eyes were far away, and he said, "I hope they can all succeed." ”

……

……

In the cultivation realm, as the door of the divine realm was reopened, the aura between heaven and earth was baptized by the pure qi and became more pure, and visions of spiritual treasures appeared everywhere, and the secret realms and inheritances were opened one after another, welcoming their destined people.

All of these visions were intended to increase the strength of the monks and help them grow.

It was night, the stars were shining, and there was no moon.

In the night sky, there were stars, and the stars seemed to shine brighter than the moon that night.

The Tianji Pavilion was brightly lit, and the new pavilion advocated Ranchen sitting in front of the astrolabe looking at the trajectory hidden by the fog, and took out the clever plan left by Master Xuanjizi before his death.

"Master, you said that our Tianji Pavilion surveyed the star track and peeked into the destiny of heaven in order to help everyone find a glimmer of life in times of crisis, so I will definitely follow your will and lead Tianji Pavilion to resist this disaster!"

With that, he opened the bag in his hand, took out the note left by the mysterious child, and read it......

"Huh?"

Zhang Ranchen, a bewildered white-haired young man, looked at the four big words on the note, "let it be", was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized!

"Hah!"

Zhang Ranchen solemnly folded the note again, put it in the bag for preservation, and muttered while tidying it up: "Master is worthy of being Master!" Enlightened! ”

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and thousands of living beings will seek their own way out, and the world is no exception.

Fate has already paved the way, but the road is full of thorns, and after stepping on it, it will be full of flowers, mountains and rivers are unharmed.

In the forbidden place of the Moon Palace, Yueli, who was sitting under the Laurel Divine Tree in her body and closed her eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a faint golden color escaping from her pupils.

The laurel flowers shook to the ground, and the golden petals spread a thick layer, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

There is no moon outside, but he has a bright moon here, the moonlight is cool, and the osmanthus is golden.

Yueli gently flicked his sleeves, and two pots of sake appeared on the stone table, the name of the wine was drunken golden branches, brewed from osmanthus, and the aroma of the wine was mixed with a faint fragrance of osmanthus.

He used his spiritual power to manipulate the flask, pulled out the stopper, opened it, poured it under the root of the laurel tree, and drank the pot himself, one sip after another.

Tonight's wine, respect the bright moon, respect the past, respect the deceased.

(End of chapter)