Chapter Ninety-Three: The Destiny of the Declining God
Zuo Meng already regarded the Liuhe Sect as his private property, so naturally he would not let Tianzun kill the elders of the Liuhe Sect, because these people could be kept to help him manage the sect in the future, so that he could be the shopkeeper with peace of mind. It's just that what Tianzun said later made him instinctively feel bad in his heart.
Woke up?
If it was someone else, he would definitely not understand the meaning of Tianzun's words, but Zuo Meng instantly understood, because he had done this kind of thing several times in the dream world, and for the creatures of the dream world, he was that day. It's just, isn't that a dream world? Why is the real world like that?
Zuo Mengxia looked up meaningfully.
It's blue, there's nothing.
"Fellow Daoists, come with me. As if he knew that the language was not clear, Tianzun simply stepped into the sky.
Zuo Meng pondered for a moment and followed.
The two of them stepped on the void like this, and slowly flew upward, and after a while, they flew away from the mountains, leaving only two black dots.
"Look, someone's flying!!"
"Immortals!!"
"My Liuhe faction is destined to be eternal, to dominate the rivers and lakes, and even immortal traces have appeared. ”
As soon as these two people flew, it quickly caused a sensation among the disciples of the Liuhe Sect who were waiting for the head of the sect to teach the Fa, and everyone chased in the direction where the two disappeared madly, even those elders were no exception, but the originally arranged head of the sect was left behind by these people, and even the head and the elders of the sect who had not come over for so long were forgotten by them, and this momentum was the same as ordinary people seeing UFOs. It's just that this group of people doesn't know that the immortals in their eyes have just killed their own head not long ago, if they know the truth, I don't know if this group of people will still shout like this.
Zuo Meng naturally didn't know how much of a sensation the picture of the two of them flying away had caused to the people below.
He followed Tianzun all the way up, and he didn't know how long he flew, when he felt that he had lost his direction, his body suddenly sudden, and touched a layer of transparent air cover, and Tianzun who flew in front stretched out the floating dust and gently brushed it on the air cover, and the air cover fluctuated for a while, and a layer of power like water mist crossed the surface of the body, and when he calmed down, he looked again, and he didn't know when there was a suspended island in front of him.
Outside the island, the clouds and mist are swirling, surrounded by colorful colors, there are fairy chanting inside, the spirit fish is flying, a good immortal holy land, in contrast, the Liuhe faction of Zuo Meng'an's family is a soil bun, and there is no big man's card at all.
"This is the dojo where I practice on weekdays, Taoist friends, please. ”
While speaking, Tianzun flew to the island with Zuo Meng.
"I thought that Tianzun was just a title, but I didn't expect that Daoist friends would really be above the heavenly dome. Zuo Meng thought of his cheap master Zuo Hansheng, that guy mixed into the door of the Earth Venerable, the Tianzun is in the sky, the Earth Venerable will not live underground, right?
It's really possible!
Originally, Zuo Meng thought that this world was a martial arts world, perhaps for the vast majority of people in this world, this world is indeed a martial arts world. But when he stood at a certain height, he found that this world was originally the world of Xianxia, and cognition determines the height, and this sentence is useful anywhere.
"Heaven, earth, and man are the direction of our enlightenment, and His Holiness is the recognition of our cultivation. ”
It wasn't the first time Tianzun had heard this question, and said with a smile. During the chat, the two walked to the middle of the island, there is an empty dojo here, there is a huge ancient seal on the ground, and I don't know what is written.
"I major in the way of heaven, the way of life and death that is respected by the earth, and the way of all souls that are respected by people. ”
The Way of All Souls?
Zuo Meng instantly understood what was going on with the portraits in Renzun's room, and estimated that those paintings were the remnants left by Renzun after devouring the spirit, and the mirror in the room might be his magic weapon for devouring the spirit. After understanding this, Zuo Meng instantly felt that Renzun was just like that, how much could this method of devouring spirits swallow in 1,800 years? Judging from the logic of his apprentices, there should be some kind of limit to this means of devouring spirits. Looking at the Heavenly Dao of Heavenly Venerable Cultivation and the Dao of Life and Death of Earth Venerable Cultivation, they should all be similar, in the final analysis, what they cultivate is just one of the rules, and their direction, going to the extreme, is the ancient gods of the wilderness and black shadows, and they will never be able to jump out of the world.
This is the importance of accumulation, the accumulation of a world, so that Zuo Meng has far beyond ordinary people's knowledge and experience, just a few words, he guessed the direction of the three great venerables, in the era he devoured, Chu Tianzi and the prime minister cultivated this way.
"I don't know what the direction of Zuo Daoyou's cultivation is ......"
Tianzun said so much, it was also an exchange of knowledge.
"I'm cultivating luck. ”
Zuo Meng casually said that luck was something he had mastered since the end of the last era, and it was not a lie.
"Luck? It's really mysterious, I don't know if I can show my hand?"
Tianzun was somewhat interested, and this was an area that Tianzun, Earthly Zun, and Human Venerable had not touched.
Zuo Meng thought for a moment, stretched out his index finger and tapped the ground twice.
Layers of internal force penetrate the floor tiles along the fingertips and begin to penetrate downward. Invisibly, a translucent silk thread was slightly trembling by this force, Tianzun saw this scene, revealing a strange color, they also cultivated the rules, but it was not as easy to control as Zuo Meng.
Ground, Fumo Town.
The town is located in the northern border, the yellow sand is all over the sky, because there were righteous masters in this place to besiege and kill a demon sect leader and strong man. After so many years, the deeds of that year have long been impossible to study, and all that is left is only legends. Today's Fumo Town has long been a paradise for rogues, where horse bandits, sand thieves, and prisoners can be found everywhere. The edict of the city lord of the sect can't go here at all, and the children of the big faction who come and go are not willing to come here.
There is a beggar in the town, people who have lived here for a long time have heard of this beggar, whether it is a rogue or a horse bandit, they are not willing to provoke this person, not that this person's martial arts are high, but because this person is born with bad luck, anyone who comes into contact with him will be unlucky, at least the money is scattered, and the family is ruined.
Beggar Zhujiu is a taboo in this demon town.
On this day, Zhu Jiu walked to the corner of the street as usual, opened the wooden box, took out something from it and ate it in a big gulp, the food in it was prepared for him by the people in the town, and he just came to eat it when he was hungry. As for asking for food, no one dared to give Zhu Jiu food in Fumo Town, and he was afraid that he would come to the door to beg for food, so he came up with such a way to provide a little food for each family to make up enough food for Zhu Jiu. It's not that no one thought of driving Zhu Jiu away, but those who came up with this idea were all implicated by Zhu Jiu's bad luck, and they died before they could do it, and they walked more peacefully than the other, and even Zhu Jiu didn't know the existence of these people, and the one who died was called a neat one.
"Decaying God's Destiny?"
Above the sky, Tianzun saw the Zhujiu in the Demon Town on the ground through the floor tiles, and with his cultivation, he could see the difference between Zhujiu at a glance, this kind of person was born with bad luck, and those who came into contact with it would be unlucky, and the impact was extremely perverted, even he didn't want to be contaminated.