After such an interruption by the Divine Killing Spear, Wuqi also stopped cultivating, and at this time, his Yuan Shen was already better, and he didn't need to deliberately repair it, he was slowly recovering.

This made him a little confused, and he didn't want to think about it if he didn't understand it, he had more important things to do, which was to ignite the fire of wisdom in order to deal with the situation in the future.

And if he wants to ignite the fire of wisdom, he needs to condense the Book of Wisdom first, and at this time, his savings have reached a certain level, and he should be able to try.

Turned out the "Flood Desolation Against the Heavens", at this time the book had reached nine pages, and when it swept through Kongtong Mountain, three pages were added, and many of its disciples turned into half a page.

This half page merged with the previous half of the page, and it just formed another page, plus the last two remaining two of the five sons of Kunlun, which combined with exactly nine pages.

After a moment of silence, one of the pages fluttered slightly, slowly detached from the book, and then turned into a woman and floated out.

This woman is one of the palace masters of the Great Freedom Palace, the master of the Freedom Palace, at this time she only has one Yuan Shen left, and her body has been destroyed in the war.

Shi Yi appeared, looked at Wuqi, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Qi, how are my disciples now?"

"The Twelve Gods, I don't know where they are going!" Wuqi shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

"You ......" The palace master was a little speechless, and he didn't know what he meant.

Wu Qi didn't explain, what he said was the truth, the twelve gods were in Ao Xing, and with Ao Xing's disappearance, they also disappeared together.

Originally, he also planned to recruit the Twelve Heavens as his maids, but now the maids have not been recruited, and the only maid has been lost, and then he looked at the master of the palace of freedom.

"I'm going to recruit you as a maid, I don't know if you're willing, so you can also restore your free body!"

"Recruit this palace as a maid?" The palace master of Freedom opened his eyes angrily, and then he didn't feel a little funny, and his tone returned to coldness, "Hehe! Do you think this is possible?"

"Nothing is impossible, this seat knows that the destruction of the Great Freedom Palace makes you resentful, but you and I both know that this is a fixed number, and you can't force it at all!" Wu Qi said slowly.

"Definite number! Tribulation! Everything is due to fate, I have this calamity in the palace, and you will be the same in other days, I can't escape your fate, this palace believes that there will be such a day!" After speaking, the master of the palace turned his back and stopped talking.

"Since you are so stubborn and still firmly believe in your own judgment, there is nothing more to say, let's wait and see!"

Without a sneer, he was not reluctant, and entered the cultivation again, this time he cultivated the natal supernatural power and deduced the divine art.

One after another handprints were born from his hands, extremely complicated, blooming like lotus flowers, and "The Record of the Flood Against the Heavens" had been hanging above his head at some point.

Rushing!

The memories in it flowed like a stream, clear and audible, and then turned into thin threads, shot out, and wrapped around the fingers.

Such a movement had already alarmed the palace master on the side, which aroused her curiosity, and she didn't know what magic skills Wuqi was practicing.

But she just watched all this quietly, and had no intention of making a move, she knew that there was a gap in strength between each other, and there was no point in making a move.

Besides, she only has the Yuan Shen left, and she is still bound by "The Record of the Flood and the Heavens", and she has nothing to deal with her, she only needs a thought to include her in the book.

And the fate of being included in the book is that memories are refined without starting and become food for cultivation, which is a situation that she can hardly accept.

She understood that this was Wuqi putting pressure on herself, and by allowing herself to watch the cultivation, she could achieve the purpose of deterrence, so that she could disintegrate her Dao heart.

Airplanes......

At this moment, there was a slight noise, interrupting the thoughts of the palace master, and then I saw a little starlight appear in the stone room, and one by one jumped out of Wuqi's hand.

Gradually, more and more of them submerged the stone chamber, blurring people's spiritual senses, and the shapeless figure disappeared into the starlight.

Then, as if receiving some kind of traction, the starlight began to move regularly like an ancient star in the depths of the universe, slowly forming a plane.

In the end, I don't know whether it was a moment or an eternity, these starlights have undergone countless diffusions and condensations, and finally slowly took shape and turned into a piece of paper.

This piece of paper has no edges and corners, it is shaped like a disc, and there are faint furrows on it, and the whole body emits white light, which is the same as starlight.

Swish!

Wuqi suddenly got up, stepped to the side of the paper, and then stood still, startling the palace master.

In her eyes, Wuqi's eyes were closed at this time, the sweat of the bucket continued to fall from her forehead, and her expression was still slightly distorted, as if she had gone mad.

After a long time, Wuqi finally moved, but his eyes were still closed, but his fingers had turned black at some point, and he kept sketching on the paper.

"Huh, what's going on?"

At the same time, outside the Tianshan Mountains, there was an old man, sitting in the pile of rubble, as if he had noticed something, his face was full of suspicion, his hand was twisting his beard, and he was talking to himself.

The old man was dressed in a blue rotten robe, old and wrinkled, and his face was wrinkled, and at first glance it was the result of weathering and baptism over the years.

A pair of eyes are slightly cloudy, but from time to time a fine light shoots out of them, and if anyone pays attention, they will find that in his pupils, the world is completely different.

The Tianshan Mountains, which were originally peaceful and shrouded in fairy energy, were covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and from time to time there were ghosts crying and howling, and the laws of heaven and earth were constantly circling in the sky.

I don't know this, at this time he is still writing and sketching on paper, but his movements are very slow, sometimes three or two hours, before he moves.

"Close!"

Three days later, after the writing was finished, he opened his eyes violently, grabbed the paper, took it in his hand and looked at it again and again, and the excitement was overflowing.

"Scores?"

The palace master was puzzled, and she didn't know why Wuqi took such a lot of trouble to write such two words, which made her a little difficult, but then she turned into horror.

In her eyes, those two words began to move slowly, like a living being, with its own life, standing in front of her eyes.

That's right! It is to stand, the same as nothing, to stand with the same hands, the same rebelliousness, the same temperament, and finally even become the form of nothing.

Such a word, can no longer be described with a pen walking dragon snake, dragon flying phoenix dance, and making an example, if you really want to find a word, it is incredible.

"Do you know the heavenly opportunity?" raised the scroll of paper in his hand, and asked the palace master without asking, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Scores... Score..."The palace master of Freedom put away his shocked expression, kept chewing in his mouth, and thought about a full cup of tea.

Then he was puzzled: "This palace only knows that there are days, fixed numbers, catastrophes, variables, fates, and odd numbers between heaven and earth, but as for the scores, I have never heard of it, and I ask my brother to show it!"

"If you want to show this seat, it's not impossible, but you have to agree to the conditions of this seat and become a maid of this seat!"

"You don't have to waste your efforts, how can this palace promise you, if so, what kind of face will this palace have to face his peers!"

"Hehe, you don't have to be in a hurry to refuse, if this seat promises you to resurrect your sect disciples in the future, what do you think of this condition?" Wu Qi chuckled.

"Resurrection? Are you afraid that your cultivation has gone mad? Since ancient times, people have died like lights going out, they have all been wiped out, even if it is impossible to reincarnate, how can you be resurrected?"

When it came to her disciples, the palace master was a little excited, and she was no longer indifferent, she now regretted it a little, and she shouldn't have used the lives of her disciples to prove her way.

"Of course I can't do it now, but after realizing the 'score', I am confident that I will be able to do it in the future!"

Without self-confidence, that piece of paper is the "Book of Wisdom" that he condensed, which can be regarded as a small success at this time, and it is one step closer to igniting the fire of wisdom.

"Since this is the case, then you can tell me a reason, what is the genius of this 'score', if what you say is true, it doesn't hurt that this palace promises you!" Seeing that he was so confident, a glimmer of hope was born in the heart of the palace master, and he couldn't help blurting out.

"Haha! This is what you said, you must know that a gentleman's words, a horse is difficult to chase!" Wu Qi laughed, and then with a big hand, he was carried and flew towards it without waiting for the palace master to react.

At the same time, he said: "This matter will be said later, there is a visitor, let's go out with this seat for the time being!"