In the north of Qingyu County, there is Futian County and Yiyang County. Among them, Yiyang County is the capital of the state and is the area directly under the jurisdiction of the state pastor.

In Yiyang City, a mighty nine-zhang cyan luck soared into the sky, and a tall and gorgeous peacock stood in the void, dancing in the pillar of luck, swallowing and swallowing the endless luck of the state. The crown of feathers standing high above his head, and between the hopes, there is an aura of nobility, authority, and order.

At this time, a soldier in armor galloped into Yiyang City, and the sound of clattering kept ringing in the streets. Countless passers-by hurriedly dodged, looking like chickens and dogs.

A man in a green suit bowed his head and said, "When did the Yiyang soldiers become so arrogant and domineering, they actually rode the streets!"

"There should be urgent military affairs, otherwise I would not dare to gallop in the state capital, and look at the direction of this horse, isn't it the direction of going to the state governor's mansion?"

"Well, that makes sense!" The person next to him also nodded slightly, feeling that it should be so. The man in Tsing Yi said no more, the soldiers went away, and everyone dispersed. Only the scholar was left bowing his head and pondering: "Could it be the Qingzhou refugee uprising? No, the uprising should have almost been suppressed!"

"What the hell is going on?" the gentleman in brocade robe shook his head and whispered in confusion.

At the same time as the soldiers entered the city, a slender man wearing a blue robe and a sword at his waist entered Rongjun in Rongjun.

At the moment when the man entered, the Rongjun Divine Position in Pan Hao's body suddenly shook. Pan Hao's divine soul is full of light in the purple mansion, and at this time, the divine lotus in Pan Hao's purple mansion has bloomed thirty petals, and the divine light is red and yellow, sacred and majestic.

Pan Haoti Purple Mansion, the god position of Rongjun Chenghuang suddenly projected a red and yellow divine light, and the divine light bloomed and turned into a projection screen. Pan Hao's eyes had a divine lotus blooming, and his brows frowned slightly as he looked at a man who quickly entered Rongcheng. I saw that this man's luck was white and red, and there was nothing brilliant about it.

But Pan Hao's brows were extremely solemn, and in Pan Hao's eyes, he clearly saw countless black qi diffusing from the man's body, and there was a tendency to increase more and more.

"What the hell is going on?" Pan Hao was puzzled.

After the man in the long shirt entered the city, his feet were as fast as chasing the wind, and he shuttled freely through the lively crowd with light skills, and went firmly in one direction.

The man in the long robe walked down the shortcut road, and soon passed a remote alley. Suddenly, there was an incredible expression in the eyes of the man in the long robe, and he actually felt that the aura of the entire space was sticky, as if his body was stuck in a swamp and he couldn't move. Then the whole person froze in place, his body and expression stiffened, like a statue.

Then there were waves in the space behind the man, and Pan Hao walked out of it. Pan Hao made a big move, and with a snap, a letter on the man in the long shirt flew out and hung steadily in the void.

And after the letter on the man's body flew out, there was no black gas coming out of his body. On the contrary, this letter is like a small black sun, and the black gas on it is very rich.

"Whew!" The envelope opened automatically, revealing a blank sheet of paper filled with positive and rigid block letters. The above content surprised Pan Hao, and then he finally realized what had happened in his heart.

"Whoosh!" the envelope returned to its original shape and returned to the man's arms. The space rippled again, and Pan Hao turned around and disappeared into the alley.

The originally viscous air suddenly circulated, and the man in the long shirt was stunned, looking puzzled, not understanding what had just happened. But then he remembered that there was still something important to report, so he hurriedly performed light skills and galloped away.

"Smack!" In a quiet and elegant study, an old man with a wide robe, a gentle face, and an elegant and ethereal atmosphere on his body. Looking at the letter in front of him, he sat on the chair.

"Old Han!" the man in the blue robe suddenly said anxiously.

"It's okay, I didn't expect to hear the news shortly after I left Kyoto. The ministers were in charge, the emperor died, and the refugees revolted. It seems that the Great Song Kingdom is in danger!" Han Yang sighed as he sat on top of his chair weakly. If it weren't for the emperor listening to his ministers and persecuting Zhongliang, there would be no today!

"I didn't expect it to be the death of the Great Song Emperor, no wonder the black gas was rising. This sudden message, Pan Hao pondered.

Now the luck of heaven and earth is changing violently, and the black qi is breeding everywhere, but it is still under the suppression of the government's luck. However, if the new emperor does not ascend to the throne quickly and stabilize the situation, it may not be possible to suppress the black qi.

Today, there is only one young son, and the others are princesses. And now the young son is less than ten years old, and he can't control the overall situation at all. Before the death of the current emperor, he built palaces on a large scale, increased taxes, was incompetent, and appointed ministers.

In the summer, there was a flood in Qingzhou, and the disaster was bad, and the displaced people who lost their homes have not yet been resettled. There have been small-scale uprisings in various places, but they have been suppressed one by one. But now that the emperor has died, the new emperor is young and ignorant. And the strength of the surrounding princes is gradually increasing, and I am afraid that the general trend of the world is about to change.

Pan Hao can foresee that the reckless dragon and snake are on the land, and this land is about to start a war. These also have a great impact on Shinto, which relies on humanity, and the war is about to break out, so do you have to intervene?

If you can obtain dragon qi, then the same as the ultimate goal of the White Lotus True Solution, with the help of the founding luck and the human emperor's personality, establish the heavenly court, and achieve the position of the ninety-nine supreme heavenly emperor.

Pan Hao is unwilling to miss this opportunity, but now if he misses this opportunity, it means that he will have to wait for hundreds of years, and his Shinto cultivation is closely related to humanity, if he succeeds, he can see that this is a huge cake.

Pan Hao's eyes were dark and condensed, don't look at the fact that he now occupies the two city gods, but only the human emperor gave an order. His God-given divine position was immediately shattered and fell to the altar, and Chrysostom was not idle.

These Shinto cultivation seems to be easy to improve, but many places are also fatal, this is the so-called some have mistakes, only by achieving the Heavenly Emperor status, can you balance the Ninety-Five Dignity of the Human Emperor.

In the purple mansion, the red and yellow divine soul sat on the divine lotus.

Pan Hao's face showed a resolute look, and with a snap, his left hand was broken at the shoulder in the soul and fell on the lotus platform. Pan Hao's soul darkened, and his divine light shook violently. A pale yellow in the center of the divine light actually slowly faded and turned into a deep red color. Three of the originally thirty-petaled divine lotus under his feet snapped, falling off and merging into the broken arm. The Divine Lotus regained twenty-seven petals again.

The broken left hand rose and hung in the void, slowly changing. Slowly, a human figure appeared, with a high crown and a broad belt, wearing a gorgeous costume, and a handsome face. It was exactly the same as Pan Hao at this time, but the split soul was pale red, and even white in red, which was obviously several times weaker than the soul.

This is a distraction technique, which has great damage to the divine soul, but it can allow Pan Hao to have two divine souls, and he can be separated at the same time. Both of them are Pan Hao's real body, there is no difference.

Pan Hao was happy in his heart, although the price was a bit big, but it was still within his acceptable range. Next, it is to let this clone be reborn.

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In an ordinary wealthy family in Rongjun, Pan Hao got up from the gorgeous big bed, shook his drowsy head, and recalled the memories of this body.

This family surname is Song, which is a branch of the royal family, but the blood relationship has already been more than ten generations. The long-standing blood relationship has long been weakened, and the only connection is the surname. This family to Song Yu's generation has been reduced to businessmen, the former glory has disappeared, and only on the genealogy can we occasionally see the glorious past.

"Young master, you're awake, you were drunk and fell into the lake yesterday!" a handsome, soft-spoken maid walked in. She would never have imagined that the real young master had already fallen into the lake and drowned yesterday, and now he was already another person.

"Well, I drank too much and forgot!" Pan Hao replied vaguely, in fact, he was quickly sorting out the memories of this body that had not yet dissipated, and now this divine soul that appeared in a split was used by Pan Hao to take away this body that had just died, and it took a day to merge into it, so he only woke up now.

The girl and the others didn't have too many doubts, after all, Song Yu used to have a frequent hangover for a day or two.

"Rebel, why don't you be angry, go to spend all day drinking, if Mother Wu hadn't found out early yesterday, you would have drowned at the bottom of the lake!"

A tall, elegant-looking middle-aged man came in, the man's sideburns had been dyed with white silk, but he could vaguely see the handsome appearance of his youth. As soon as the man came in, he angrily scolded Pan Hao.

Pan Hao lowered his head and was silent, dealing with the angry scolding of his father Song Wen according to the memory of the predecessor of this body.

Song Wen taught Pan Hao a full quarter of an hour, and only then did he sigh and walk out of Song Yu's room. Song Wen was helpless in his heart, since his mother died, he married another room, Song Yu has become like this, spending all day drinking, living a rotten life, no longer learning to take care of the family business, and willing to degenerate!

Telling the maid to stand back, Pan Hao slowly raised his head, his eyes were like cold stars, deep and dark. There is no decadence and godlessness as Song Wen imagined. Pan Hao knows that there is not much time left for him, and when the troubled times come, he must have a certain strength and foundation, so as to be able to stand out among many competitors. Otherwise, it will only become a stepping stone for others, and at the end it will only waste a clone, and even the deity will be entangled by the power of cause and effect.

Pan Hao tidied up his clothes, and a slender and tall figure appeared in the bronze mirror, this body inherited a lot of Song Wen's appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, rich and handsome, coupled with the noble temperament brought by Pan Hao's god itself, he was really looking forward to Gu Shenghui, and had a convincing bearing.