Fulu Rubik's Cube

Chapter 405
Outside the Golden Luan Palace, it did not know when it started to rain heavily, and a zigzagging lightning flashed in the air.

What followed was muffled thunderclaps, which seemed to echo Shentu Xiangzhi, shouting for him and cheering him on.

Lanhuang's body was tense, and he leaned back involuntarily, tightly touching the wide dragon chair.

At this moment, it was as if countless volcanoes erupted in his heart at the same time, and the boundless shock made him unable to maintain his dignified posture any longer.

"You... do you know what you're talking about?"

Lan Huang's voice no longer had the thickness and pressure of the past, but an indescribable trembling and fear.

Shentu Xiangzhi remained silent.

Lightning flashed one after another, and large shadows shrouded his face in uncertain light and shade, making him look a little gloomy and terrifying.

"After countless years of development in Zhongyu, the inherent practice mode makes the practice world like a pool of stagnant water without vitality.

Although the quantity has been increasing, the quality has not changed.

Certain changes are needed to bring this stagnant water back to life and vitality.

Eight thousand years ago, the Eastern Region was the first to undergo changes, so today's Eastern Region has undergone earth-shaking changes.

I think the group of people standing at the top of the practitioners in Zhongyu must have seen this early on.

Perhaps it was also because of the stimulation of the Eastern Territory, 1000 years ago, in a place we didn't know.

The top practitioners in the Central Territory have reached a consensus to carry out changes in the Central Territory similar to those in the Eastern Territory.

But if this kind of change is not controlled, as long as these people at the top take action at will, the change will be aborted.

Perhaps because of this, since then, Qiqi, the primordial god and true monarch of the Central Territory, has faded out of the sight of the world.

They spread all kinds of cultivation methods, some of which come from outside the region, and some of them may just be some kind of deduction made by a certain power.

These strange cultivation techniques are scattered in the middle domain like bait.

Countless people have been caught by the bait, and it is delicious before the bait is pulled up.

Inducing countless people to research, learn, and perfect...

So countless new genres were born one by one.

And they look down on all beings like gods.

If the entire Zhongyu is compared to a dining table, these emerging genres are like some chefs who have just debuted.

They made a series of dishes and served them on the table, some were very delicious, some were very characteristic, and of course some were useless.

Because they are newcomers, their thoughts are not restricted, they are unconstrained, and countless novel inspirations make their dishes full of different characteristics.

In this way, new dishes are constantly being put on the table, good, bad, delicious, interesting... and so on.

Yuanshen Zhenjun is like a picky gourmet, they stand on the sidelines and savor carefully.

They don't intervene in it, but they watch it all the time, picking out the delicious and distinctive ones, and discarding the rest like shoes.

In this process, the chef has no room to speak.

They don't mind changing chefs if one day they want to take issue with these fussy guests.

If all the cooks are dissatisfied, they will overturn the tables, break it all up, rearrange new tables, and find new cooks.

This process is like a circle, endless and repeated. "

Lanhuang trembled, and boundless fear filled every corner of his heart.

He raised his head in a daze, as if he wanted to see the overlooker hidden above the clouds through the Golden Luan Palace.

"This... is this true???"

Lan Huang's voice was hoarse and dry, revealing exhaustion and despair.

If you find that you and your grandparents have been working hard for generations, trying your best to overthrow the mountain above your head.

But the truth is that all efforts are planned by others, and all actions are guided by others.

All efforts are meaningless, maybe, you will become decadent and desperate like him!
Shentu Xiangzhi was silent for a moment before speaking again:

"How can this kind of thing be confirmed? It is the Zhenmowei's records and improvements from generation to generation that finally came to such a guess."

Emperor Lan walked to the door of the Jinluan Palace.

In the dark clouds all over the sky, streaks of thunder and lightning shone with blue and white light, looking at the pattering rain outside the temple.

"What does all this have to do with Zhang Ke?"

Shentu Xiangzhi's words had a great impact on Emperor Lan's mind.

After all, he was a generation of emperors, and it didn't take long for him to struggle out of decadence and despair.

Suddenly remembered that the original intention of today's conversation was originally about Zhang Ke, and asked a question.

Shentu Xiangzhi said slowly:
"I have a guess!
The reason why there are no monks who have surpassed the Jindan realm in the various emerging schools in the central region should be bound by the fate of the country. "

Emperor Lan suddenly became interested.

"Oh? What's the meaning of this?"

"National luck is actually a kind of luck, and it has weight.

Today, among the seven most powerful countries in the Central Territory, the top practitioners of emerging schools are equivalent to the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm.

Except for the limitation of lifespan of only two hundred years, other methods such as supernatural powers are the same as those of traditional practitioners, and even stronger.

If we compare today's Seven Kingdoms to wooden barrels.

National luck is the water in the bucket, limited by the bucket, it can only hold so much water in one bucket forever.

But if the seven buckets are disassembled and reassembled into a larger bucket, then he can hold more water.

There is only one way to break through this shackle. "

Lanhuang's heart was seized all of a sudden, he faintly sensed the meaning of Shentu Xiang's words.

Sure enough, Shentu Xiangzhi continued:

"Seven Kingdoms Unify!"

Suddenly a dazzling giant lightning flashed outside the hall, illuminating the inside and outside of the hall brightly!
"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of thunderclaps rang out.

Lanhuang's heart was shaking, and the blood in his body was boiling, and the hot blood rushed into his head instantly, and his head was dizzy for a while due to the scorching blood.

He wanted to shout, to express all the depression in his chest with all his strength.

He wanted to growl and roll all over the ground recklessly, otherwise it would be impossible to calm the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo-!!!"

Panting heavily, Emperor Lan clenched his hands tightly, and his fingertips pierced his palms, but he still didn't notice it.

Shouted sharply: "Is this really true???"

Shentu Xiangzhi shook his head and said:

"There has never been a precedent before, and how can we know if it is true.

Things in the world don't become vivid and interesting because of the unknown, don't they? "

Emperor Lan praised: "Well said!"

Shentu Xiangzhi opened his mouth and said:

"If this conjecture is true, then the emerging school will definitely produce the Primordial Spirit True Monarch.

And you, Your Majesty, may also be able to break through the current shackles.

Shouyuan has been increased, even if he can't live for three thousand years like Yuanshen Zhenjun, there will always be a thousand years if he wants to. "

Lanhuang straightened his body suddenly, and said loudly:
"No, you don't want to be a thousand years old.

Only three thousand years old!Five thousand years old!

Long live!Long live!
Longevity is boundless, and life is as long as the sky! "

He shouted loudly, as if he was venting the resentment in his heart, and also as if he was declaring his deepest desire to the world.

"Boom!"

His words seemed to arouse the wrath of heaven and earth, and there were muffled thunders, which seemed to be questioning, but also seemed to be pandering.

Shentu Xiangzhi looked at Lan Huang who was swallowing up the mountains and rivers, and shouted angrily with his head raised.

He couldn't help but be taken away by it, turned over and fell to the ground.

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

A series of muffled thunder rumbled across the sky.

The two maintained the posture of standing and worshiping, and it took a long time before they returned to normal.

Emperor Lan asked:
"What does this have to do with Zhang Ke?"

At this moment, his voice became hard and decisive, as if breaking the barrier in his heart.

Shentu Xiangzhi explained:
"If we want to unify the seven countries, then our country must defeat all the other six countries.

To do this, you must have sufficient knowledge of the intelligence of other countries.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win!

Zhang Ke's "Sky Eye Array" has a powerful intelligence gathering capability.

If we can get hold of it, and make it even better.

Then one day in the future, when the Seven Kingdoms War comes, you can use this to gain a great opportunity to win.

So, I would like to ask Your Majesty, do you want to attack Zhang Ke? "

Only then did Emperor Lan suddenly understand why Shentu Xiang had to foreshadow so many words before.

But it's not easy to deal with Zhang Ke.

Bai Kun's narration before gave a great shock to Emperor Lan's heart. To be honest, Emperor Lan was extremely afraid of Zhang Ke at the moment.

"Uh! If Zhang Ke is really attacked, how can he do it safely? He must kill him with one blow.

But if this is the case, wouldn't the 'Sky Eye Formation' still be impossible to obtain? "

Shentu Xiangzhi nodded and said:
"Your Majesty, do you still remember Zhang Ke's purpose in coming to Zhongyu?"

Emperor Lan narrowed his eyes: "You mean Tu Shan?"

"Exactly!"

Shentu Xiang first affirmed, and then said:

"Tu Shan actually has a lot of connections with the minister."

When Bai Kun took out the portrait of Tu Shan today, many people actually saw something wrong with Shentu Xiangzhi's expression.

But out of trust, Emperor Lan didn't ask directly at that time, but waited for Shentu Xiangzhi's explanation.

"Tu Shan is actually just his pseudonym, his real name is Shentu Youshan."

(End of this chapter)