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Light rain, deep palace.

Shenxia's Ju'an Hall is always bright in such nights, and everyone in the palace knows that the third prince who can only dance and write is very elegant, and likes to read at night on such a night.

In Xiantang, this may be a good thing to be praised, but Shenxia rules the country with martial arts, and Zhou Huai'an has to be prejudiced.

"It's been a spring rain. ”

Zhou Huai'an glanced out the window twice, and then spent Lingyuan at the lamp base, and carefully fine-tuned the palace lamp, and the lights were sufficient, revealing a young and handsome face.

In front of him was a jade coupon on the table.

If Zhang Qinghe was present, he would be surprised that although the shape of this jade coupon was the same as what he had obtained, it was one size smaller.

The jade coupon has a name, and there is a cloud seal engraved with gold on the cover, which translates to be

- "I can't ask for it".

There is still no response today......

Zhou Huai'an disappointedly dissipated a bit of Lingyuan from his fingertips and gave up writing on the jade coupon.

Is it that the aspirations sought are too harsh, or is there no universal law?

Zhou Huai'an twisted his eyebrows and looked at the jade coupon, on which he only engraved a sentence

- "Seek the way forward." ”

The words that had been transcribed by him quickly dispersed, turning into clouds and disappearing invisible, and the inner pages of the jade coupon were still smooth and blank, as if not only Lingyuan had written a pen, but even the years could not leave traces on it.

It's a pity that there is no response, just like a cold pool caster, and he doesn't hear the echo.

This is a treasure that can be called an earth-shattering treasure if it is lost.

It was left by Zhou Huai'an's deceased mother.

It has only one function, according to its own cultivation and spiritual wit, writing words with spiritual yuan on the jade coupon, to a certain extent, there are questions...... Bing.

This ability is terrifying, and anyone with a little brain will know that this jade voucher can give the monk unimaginable knowledge and wisdom.

There have long been rumors of it in the entire Zhongtian Great Realm, and compared to its real name "Can't Ask for It", it seems that everyone prefers to call it another name - Wanyingshu.

It is rumored that the Wanying Book is not a mortal thing, but a gift from the heavenly immortals, but this strange news has been circulated for nearly a thousand years, and the origin is unknown, and no one has really seen this Wanying Book, and the overhaulers gradually regarded it as a joke.

But when the rumors rise, there must be a reason, even if there is no such thing as a universal book in the world, people who spread rumors have to make up one.

And the rain that fell in Zhongzhou at night, of course, Zhou Huai'an was not the only one who was interested in enjoying it.

"What a spring rain. ”

Between the pavilions and pavilions, the clouds are self-generated.

The man was dressed in a plain white robe, with a brace tied around his waist, leaning against the railing, and ignoring the apricot blossom slanting rain on the mask on his face, his fingers knocked intermittently with the sound of the rain.

The mask is painted with a white beard, and the eyebrows are printed with a red fairy, with a literary atmosphere, just in terms of physiognomy, more than the old saints in Chang'an School.

Hearing the footsteps on the edge of the corridor from far and near, he didn't look back at people, but still broke a peach branch and twisted his brows.

"Emperor, you really disturbed the good scene of this night. ”

The person who came was a middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade robe and a flat crown, with broad shoulders and a tall figure, and the eyebrows and eyes on the mask were not angry and arrogant, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

Even ordinary people can tell that this is the same as the image of the Northern Heavenly Emperor in the temple.

"Wenchang, what kind of calculation are you making?"

The person who came was not as vassally and elegant as Wenchang Xingjun, and he just wanted to study what he thought in his heart.

"Why did you move the shadows in Chang'an?"

"Well, don't be impatient. Wenchang Xingjun waved his hand.

"You deliberately sent the mother coupon to Xiantang?" the Northern Heavenly Emperor lowered his voice.

Wenchang Xingjun was noncommittal, just looking out of the corridor intently.

"Hmph, you don't want to tell me, but I'll always know, sooner or later, what's the matter?"

"Sooner or later, the effect is different, and the result is different. Wenchang Xingjun smiled.

"You just turned back from Lin'an, how is the situation on the East China Sea?"

"Half of the thirty-six immortal families have gone, and there are three Daoguo Gate Lords. The things in the secret realm have all been put away. ”

"Good. Wenchang Xingjun suddenly got up, stretched his waist, hummed a tune, and went to the end of the pavilion.

As he took a few steps, the corridor revealed the true face of the demon, which was nothing more than the esophagus of some kind of evil thing, crawling and swallowing, and dense with eyeballs.

And as the people went away, they gradually turned into ashes.

If you look closely at the shape of the wreckage, it looks like it has been smashed into pieces.

There was another "snap", and the peach branch was thrown to the ground by Wenchang Xingjun casually, turning into a half of the arm that was torn alive and still twitching, and the hideous appearance, and the bloody mouth growing between the claws was still screaming in pain, spreading chaos and madness.

However, compared with Wenchang Xingjun's lyrics, his voice is getting weaker......

"The sprites in the sky are spinning the wheel, and the monsters on the ground are going to come out of the mountain, and I will be given birth to an iron sword, and I will be swept away by the blood and cold......"

"By the way, there is one more thing......" Wenchang Xingjun's voice came from afar.

"Send the Five Plague Star Monarch to Lantian for a trip. ”

The Northern Heavenly Emperor clenched his fists, let it go again, turned around and sighed, this madman casually ruined a small secret realm.

Wenchang Xingjun is known as a rare think tank in the Heavenly Palace, but the actual controller of the Heavenly Palace is still the Emperor of the Five Directions who is in the first sequence.

But how do I feel like he's teaching me how to do things?

The Northern Heavenly Emperor attached it.

Although the name of the god in the Heavenly Palace does not necessarily represent the level of status, the name of the god with a very high personality must also have the corresponding energy to take it.

Not everyone is like Wenchang Xingjun, who doesn't care that there is a little minion on his head, and not everyone is like the stunned young man in Chang'an City, who took the god position of Wude Xingjun as soon as he entered the law.

However, Wenchang Xingjun really didn't care? Not really, although the Northern Heaven Emperor didn't know that the Faxiang Xiaoxiu who took the name of Wude Xingjun had now become a puddle of rotten meat, but he knew that the moment that person started in Chang'an School, he was already dead.

Moreover, there are rumors that the shadow son has an old relationship with Wenchang and knows his identity.

Wude Xingjun's death, if Wenchang Xingjun said that he didn't count it, he didn't believe it.

Ineffable...... That shadow is not only to send jade coupons, but also to send Wude Xingjun's god card.

Otherwise, how could a cautious and thoughtful shadow who could lurk in Chang'an School for five years be confused and recklessly take the name of a god with the same name as Wenchang.

Not only did the Northern Heavenly Emperor pretend not to know about it, but he also had to hide the news of the Shadow's demise from the other three.

He beckoned, and beside him there were three or five more heavenly soldiers wearing standard masks, kneeling down to accept orders.

"Lantian is different, ask the Five Plague Star Monarch to investigate. ”

"Yes. ”

The figure flashed a few times, and the heavenly soldiers disappeared without a trace.

East China Sea, Lin'an.

This secret realm has been opened, and under the monopoly of the three behemoths of Chang'an Juan, Taiyi Sect, and Penglai Immortal Island, the eighteen immortal families who follow behind can only drink some soup.

But even the slightest bit of gravy that comes out of your fingers is already quite nutritious.

Just because the size of this secret realm is already comparable to the Heaven and Earth of the Dao Fruit Gate Valve, the best things in it are of great benefit to the great power.

All parties can clean the secret realm, and after confirming that there is no risk, they let go and let their juniors experience.

In the secret realm, the unicorn list is constantly contested, the sequence is changing, and the wind is surging.

There is Tianjiao who drank the elixir and broke through the realm in one fell swoop, and there is a goddess who failed to succeed in the sand.

There are demon blood sacrifices to humans and animals nourished in the secret realm, and there are demon beasts lurking in the bushes that eat bone blood.

This is the normal state of spiritual life-fighting.

Soon, however, a shocking piece of news arrived, which made it impossible for all parties to sit firmly in the Diaoyutai.

——Tianjiao found the Wanying Book in the belly of the demon beast in the depths of the secret realm that has been rumored for thousands of years without seeing the true face, thinking that the demon beast accidentally entered a certain place and unintentionally swallowed it.

Then there was a powerful search, and then a jade coupon of the same shape was found.

For a while, the world was in an uproar, and the strange treasures that only existed in the legendary world, the heavens of the Zhongtian Great Realm, changed color slightly......

It's going to rain a good spring.