Chapter 875 Five Stars

   In the previous chapter, Diyan was written as Diqi, which has been revised, sorry

   Huhu~

   God's light is like fog, and cleverness is like rain.

   On the Tianqi stage shrouded in divine fog, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the entire imperial capital.

  Tianqitai is located in the imperial city, high above the sky. It is the tallest building in the imperial capital. Standing here, it seems that you can pick stars by hand.

   Overlooking from this, you can see the whole picture of the imperial city.

   The Great Zhou Imperial Capital is always foggy all year round, and the unimaginable abundance of inspiration is centered on the Great Zhou Imperial City, radiating the ninety-nine city districts of the imperial capital, and above ten thousand avenues.

   Straight like the heart of a giant beast, sending blood to countless meridians in all directions, to every tiny place.

   Even in An Qisheng's vision, this city can be called extraordinary, and any city in the human world is difficult to avoid.

  This extraordinary is not only reflected in its huge area and grand scale, but also in that it is a city of gods and demons that truly gathers a country’s luck and luck.

   All kinds of auras converge in one place, so that all the plants and trees in this city have spirits, and even the soil, sand and stones can be regarded as spiritual treasures. An inch of sand and sand is heavier than the mountains in other places.

   People who live in this city, even if they do not understand the cultivation level, have the possibility to surpass their original lifespan, and truly have the ability to reverse the creation of life.

   "Soon!"

  Suddenly, an exclamation came out from the sea of ​​​​heart, and the three-hearted blue soul boy jumped out, looking anxious: "Mr. Monster, the big thing is bad! Your 'successor' is about to betray!"

   "I asked you to keep the means of restraint long ago. If you don't listen, it's good. After 20 years of hard work, someone will pick peaches!"

  OM~

  Lan Lingtong waved his hand, and a picture scroll unfolded in the misty fog, and a little light flickered for a moment, and it was fixed in an independent cave.

  What happened in the box on the sixth floor of Linxian Building was recorded one by one.

   The words of 'calling for peace' from the golden armored general, as well as the changes in expressions of many of them, and even their eagerness to move are clearly visible.

   "Call for security."

  An Qisheng glanced at the scene in the painting with a calm expression, as if he was not worried.

   In the past 20 years, he has traveled the world, and he has also spread the seeds of the gods in the true spiritual position map everywhere, plus a number of "successors" spontaneously spread.

   There are far more 'successors' in the world today than anyone imagined.

   This is evident from the layers of the true spiritual level karma chart.

   "You, why are you not surprised at all? Do you still have a backer?"

   Lan Lingtong was stunned for a moment, then immediately a little suspicious.

   It has participated in the growth of various "successors" throughout the whole process, and it is clear that An Qisheng has not left behind restraints in the inheritance.

   "Why should I hold them back?"

  An Qisheng smashed the scroll in front of him with a flick of his finger, and stared at the corner of the northeast city amid the dazzling rays of light, his tone was flat:

   "If I teach the Dharma, what will others leave behind? What Dharma do I teach, and what way do I teach?"

  In the realm of the emperor, all dharmas originate from various Taos, and all Taos originate from inspiration, and Tao controls the Dharma.

   This method of 'collecting the crowd' practice, he has already mastered, but he has not really learned it.

  Because for him, the Dao is invisible and endless, so the benefits of 'collecting people' to practice in this way are naturally great, but it's just drawing a big enough circle in the infinite possibilities.

   In a sense, it is also self-contained.

   The Tao, the Buddha, the demon, the god, the devil, and the ghost in this world, the six paths are brilliant and powerful, but they can finally be embodied in a corner, not the real Dao.

   "But if these 'successors' are really recruited by the 'Emperor's Court', you will not only expose Xingzang, but also lose your trump card."

   Three-hearted blue soul boy was extremely annoyed.

   For more than 20 years, it has been digesting the information transmitted by An Qisheng's various incarnations, and is also using this infinite information as the root to deduce the method of breaking the game.

   What makes it a little desperate is that it can't think of a way to break the game.

   It seems that there are no flaws in this world at all, and it is almost impossible to break the game in a short period of time.

   "Hole card?"

  An Qisheng was slightly dumbfounded and said, "This world has been inherited for hundreds of millions of years, and it has the background of swallowing all worlds. Although I am not afraid, I am not arrogant enough to take everything I have done in the past 20 years as a trump card.

   In this world, the water is too deep. "

  Emperor Heaven Realm may not be as good as the 'world of gods' and 'world of witch gods' in Lan Lingtong's mouth.

  Because of the special spirituality, all inheritances in this world have never been cut off in the true sense since ancient times.

   is even more terrifying.

   The thickness of this world is far above the world of Myriad Suns, but the masters he has seen since he came from this world are far less powerful than those of Myriad Suns World.

  Looking back at ancient history, compared with the tens of thousands of years in the Wanyang Realm, a supreme ruler has swept the heavens and the earth, but the overlord of the Emperor Tianjie seems to be eternal.

   Just those few.

   In other words, thousands of peaks in Wanyangjie compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for flow, and each generation has Tianjiao Supreme.

   And in the ten times and a hundred times longer ancient history of Wanyang Realm, except for the period of "Fenghuang's extermination of the sky", there is really no worthy of praise.

   Those who stand high on the top of the Nine Heavens, fishing for the ages, have virtually cut off the way for all latecomers to go further.

   All the mighty powers belong to oneself.

   Naturally, they themselves have also climbed to a height that a cultivator in the Myriad Sun Realm cannot reach.

  The True Spirit Karmic Bitmap naturally has infinite potential, but it is only potential after all.

   In just 20 years, Ben couldn't do much, let alone any trump cards.

   "they."

   looked at each other, Sanxin Lan Lingtong trembled, and seemed to have sensed what An Qisheng was thinking, and his voice became a little hoarse:

   "Then, then you."

  Looking at Lan Lingtong, who seemed to be overwhelmed, An Qisheng sighed slightly, raised his hand and placed his hand above his eyebrows:

   "If you want to break this situation, you need to start from the inside. This group of 'successors' was originally sent by me to 'call for peace'"

The    mind is very delicate, and the mood is never higher when you live for a long time.

   This blue soul boy who bears the revenge of the annihilation of the family and the world, although he has lived long enough and knows enough, he is just a simple little guy who knows enough.

   Uneasy, An Qisheng suspects that this little guy will collapse sooner or later

   "So it is, so it is"

   Three-hearted blue soul boy's eyes gradually lit up, the fear in his heart gradually calmed down, and his mind became lively again: "If one day, the successor of the gods will replace the original gods."

  Lan Lingtong's heart was beating 'bang bang'.

  If one day, many successors will take the place of most of the gods who fell in the previous battle.

   Then, even if the **** emperor is still the one who reigns in the nine heavens, the one who truly controls the world is not

"All right."

  An Qisheng raised his hand and pressed it to stop Lan Lingtong's words: "That's all, don't think too much, even if you don't win this time, you'll be fine."

"That's good"

  The reassured Lan Lingtong breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Jian who was walking up the steps under the Tianqi stage:

   "If you intend to let the successor of the gods make peace, you disciple"

   Lan Lingtong hesitated.

   Others don't know it, but it does know that An Qisheng's 20 years of walking around the world is not just to investigate the "two worlds ban".

   is also to find the gods who fell in the battle of Fenghuang in the battle of the sky.

   Just as the earth with the root of the earth can only be reincarnated, many of the gods who fell in the past have not really lost their origin.

  Although it doesn't know who this Yang Jian is, but in the past 20 years, An Qisheng has inspired tens of thousands of followers, and he is the only one who has accepted them as disciples.

   "Then, you can only see his own creation."

  An Qisheng lowered his eyes and looked down, and there was a ripple in the depths of his eyes reflecting Yang Jian's figure.

  【Yang Jian (0/∞)】

  [Fate Track 1: Born in the Immortal Realm, the Land of the Six Realms of Huangtian, Nanzhanzhou, the Great Zhou Dynasty. Born with a vision, embraced the dragon and descended, adhering to the atmosphere and came into being.

   Wisdom is enlightened at birth, and there is no teacher to be able to do it, but from the inspiration, he realizes the magic formula.

   At the age of seven, he was able to subdue a dragon and elephant with one hand, possessing the power of a demigod, opening the way to longevity.

   His personality is high, clean and strong, he knew all the laws when he was young, and he is especially good at fighting.

   At only thirteen years old, he has realized the Dharma Eye from the heaven and the earth, using this to glimpse a corner of the past, and since then he has begun to pursue his previous life.

   In the past ten years, the name has moved together, and in another thirty years, with a body less than a hundred years old, it has overwhelmed several thousand years of cultivation.

   World War I, Megatron Dazhou, but declined the invitation of the imperial court, wandering the world.

After   , he went all over Nanzhan, crossed the four seas, and his footprints were all over the mountains, rivers and mountains all over the world.

   Until the gods return after the calamity, the world is in great chaos, and the fire of war resumes. Finally, the gods and demons can't bear the rampant, and they draw their swords and kill them.

   He doesn't make friends with people, he doesn't associate with demons, he doesn't recognize his previous life, he doesn't accept divine orders, and because of cruel killings, he eventually leads divine soldiers to descend from heaven.

  It is unwilling to be bound, is invincible and does not love to fight, and retreats to the mountains of the world. Start a thousand-year-long battle with the God of Heaven.

   Afterwards, a great **** came back from the calamity, attracting the brilliance of the sun to cleanse the world.

   All the cultivators in the world were in an uproar, and they fought against it one after another.

In the first battle, the Great Zhou collapsed, the emperor fell, and he was completely injured. When he came out of the mountain, he killed all the gods in one fell swoop, killed millions of heavenly soldiers, and the halberd pointed to the imperial court. Kill the first person in holy time. 】

  [The emperor's calendar is 12,000 years and 84,000 years. The emperor instructed the generals to fall from the Jiuzhongtian, shaking the clouds and mists of the nine sky, and shaking the four seas and continents.

The sound of    moves through the ages, and the years go against the flow. His previous life suddenly recovered, stepping out of the long river of time, and he invited him to fight the sky beyond the sky.

   At the end of the First World War, the sky reappeared.

   Although its meaning does not exist, its body is still there, so it does not die but lives forever]

  【Trail of Destiny II: Unknown】

  [The trajectory of fate is infinite: unknown]

  [Evaluation: The first **** in the past life, the first person to kill in this life. The nine-turn great elixir is completed, the three sacrifices to heaven, earth and people are completed, the foundation of good fortune is completed, and the door to the holy is opened. Five star! 】

   Looking at the boy in white who was walking, An Qisheng felt a touch of complexity in his heart.

   On that day, among the messages transmitted by the incarnations, he gained a lot, and one of the biggest gains was about the whereabouts of this God of War.

  After the Battle of the Heavens, Dayu, based on the fate of the red dust, devoted his life to cultivating and only blocked the yin and yang channel.

  Although it cannot stop the gods from returning through calamities, it can finally cut off all the reincarnations of heaven's secrets.

   In other words, even the imperial court, who is high in the nine heavens, does not know that this is the number one general of the imperial court who has been famous for thousands of years and has suppressed the turmoil in the world time and time again.

Where is   .

   This is also one of the gifts left by his many incarnations.

   If not, even he would not be able to find all the gods and monsters that fell in the battle of the sky, let alone the arrangement in advance.

  The reason why he is sure that the Emperor's Court will recruit 'successors' is because among them, there are quite a few gods like Yang Jian who have returned from calamities!

   And the only flaw in his layout is whether the will of these 'successors' can overwhelm their previous lives.

   Of course, this does not need to be known to Lan Lingtong.

   It is not that he is cautious, but the waters in this world are deep, and there are some things that cannot be said.

"teacher."

   Before An Qisheng's thoughts fell, Yang Jian had already climbed to the sky and bowed slightly: "Senior sister is suddenly unwell, and I can't come to see you."

   "Unwell?"

  An Qisheng's heart moved slightly~lightnovelpub.net~ and immediately said: "It's okay, I will see her later for my teacher."

  Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously, "Teacher, this disciple remembers that you said a few years ago that there is a big event to be done after the disciple sees the brothers and sisters, but I don't know what the big event is?"

   "Your senior sister should be pregnant for nine years and nine months, and there are still three years left. This matter is not urgent for the time being."

  An Qisheng waved his hand, but did not answer the disciple's words, and instead said: "How is your Xuan Gong progress? How far away are you, can you cultivate into a 'True Monarch'?"

   "This disciple is stupid and has failed the teacher's teaching"

   A wry smile appeared on Yang Jian's handsome face: "The 'Yuanyang Jiuzhuan' you taught is too obscure. The disciples have been practicing hard day and night, and they have just cultivated to 'rebirth from a drop of blood', and there is still a big gap between the 'ever-changing'."

   Speaking of this, he paused slightly before saying:

"The real monarch is even further away. The disciples have only cultivated the 'Tai A Sword', 'Bound Demon Cable', 'Slayer Sword', and they are even worse than the 'Mountain Axe', 'Mountain Whip', 'Roaring Heaven Dog'' three A sharp two-edged knife' and the clueless 'Shanhe, Shejitu'."

   (end of this chapter)