It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 184 Huang Mao: Zhao Ci, the owner of the suffering: Ji Longyuan, the cameraman: Ying Wuji

"The country has gone bankrupt, why is there still someone calling me to work?"

The sudden appearance of the young man made everyone present a little confused.

Including Zhao Ci.

He glanced at Kan Tianji and found that the cinnabar in front of the old comrade had not moved at all. The painting soul transfer technique had not even been used, and the former Taizu ran directly out of the statue.

"This junior has met the great ancestor of the previous dynasty!"

"This junior has met the great ancestor of the previous dynasty!"

"This junior has met the great ancestor of the previous dynasty!"

Everyone saluted one after another. The people present were more or less ambitious and naturally full of respect for this legendary figure.

Zhao Ci also followed suit and was polite, after all, he still expected people to work.

Unexpectedly, this young man actually had a subtitle hanging on his head.

[Ying Wuji’s current wish]: To put on a show, quickly fool these future generations, since you won’t be paid for overtime work anyway. Wish completion reward: None.

Zhao Ci: "..."

In sight.

Ying Wuji had turned his hands behind his back, no longer the image of a grumbling young man just now. His majesty was unconsciously revealed, and his whole temperament became sacred and inviolable.

He cleared his throat: "I didn't expect you, future generations, to be able to summon me, but..."

It looked like he was about to refuse.

Zhao Ci said: "Odd changes to even, does it stay the same?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Zhao Ci: "Palace Jade Wine?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Kan Tianji didn't expect that Zhao Ci would be so rude and interrupt the previous emperor Taizu's speech with these incomprehensible jokes.

Although he knew that Zhao Ci did this to prevent the previous Emperor Taizu from rejecting him.

But he still couldn't help but frown and said: "Ci'er, don't be rude!"

[Ying Wuji’s current wish]: Pretend that you are not a time traveler, otherwise it will be too embarrassing if the fellow villagers don’t help the fellow villagers. Wish completion reward: None.

Zhao Ci became anxious: "I have a cousin named Xiang Zenan."

Ying Wuji: "Real or fake, let me be healthy!"

Zhao Ci: "..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The scene was quiet for a long time.

Zhao Ci grinned: "Brother, help me!"

Ying Wuji rubbed his temples and turned to look at the others: "You guys should step aside for a moment. If you have anything to say, let this little brother do it."

Everyone looked a little weird, but they still said their goodbyes and left.

Before leaving, Kan Tianji turned around and glanced at the two of them strangely. He didn't know what code the two of them were exchanging, but what did the closing sentence "My cousin Xiang Zenan" mean?

Could it be that Zhao Ci wanted to sell his sister for glory?

But the question is, why did Emperor Taizu of the previous dynasty know Xiang Zenan and even stay for Xiang Zenan.

strange.

It's rare.

Gu Xiangzhu also looked at Zhao Ci strangely. In the past, she thought that Zhao Ci was an ordinary reincarnation of the previous dynasty, but she never expected that he could actually match the secret code with Emperor Taizu.

Is this kid still hiding something from him?

Looks like I'm going to have to grind some pipes tonight.

"Oh!"

The door is closed.

There were only two people left in the lobby of the National Transportation Department.

Zhao Ci breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "Brother, please help me."

Ying Wuji regretted it endlessly: "I was sleep-deprived and my reaction was a little slow, but I was tricked by you. I thought that if people in the future didn't know my life that well, I could just retire with honor, but I met a time traveler. What bad luck! "

This look is extremely regretful.

Just like a migrant worker who is forced to go back to the company half-way through the weekend.

But he is quite easy-going and has no airs. He just sits on the steps in front of the statue carelessly.

Zhao Ci breathed a sigh of relief, sat next to him, and asked curiously: "Listening to what I mean, you should know very well that the country you founded has been bankrupted, right? Don't you want to take revenge?"

Ying Wuji looked at Zhao Ci and said, "Don't play with my emotions, it won't work! The CEO has been replaced several times, and it's not my business if it goes bankrupt."

He really regrets it. He would have known better not to start the Painting Department. In the decades after his death, he was called out every day and could still play with his wives.

As a result, he had enough life. He didn't know anyone who summoned him. He was summoned from time to time. There was no way to avoid working overtime. It was really uncomfortable.

Zhao Ci: "..."

He also saw that the former first CEO really hated working overtime.

Even a saint does not have the energy to survive for thousands of years.

When sons are bullied, they will definitely get angry.

The grandchildren were bullied and became even more angry.

It almost makes sense to have great-grandchildren being bullied.

Great-great-grandchildren...are you kidding me?

He smiled: "That's right! Those who harmed the previous dynasty are also your people. At most, it's considered an internal fight within the company, but there's nothing to be angry about."

"Huh? That's wrong."

Ying Wuji corrected him: "That Ji Longyuan is really not one of my people. But I don't care about the past. For the sake of my fellow villagers, I can help you, but you have to agree to one condition."

"Brother, tell me!"

"When this incident is over, even if you destroy my statue, don't do anything to me. Who can bear to work overtime all day long?"

"it is good……"

It can be seen that he really hates working overtime.

Only then did Ying Wuji smile: "Tell me, what can you do for me?"

Zhao Ci rolled up his sleeves: "Can you help me kill Ji Longyuan?"

Ying Wuji rolled his eyes at him: "If you can restore me to my full strength, I really hope to have a chance with him."

"what?"

Zhao Ci was startled: "Aren't you Emperor Taizu? How come it's so hard to beat Ji Longyuan? Why is he so strong?"

Ying Wuji waved his hand: "It's not that he is strong, it's mainly that the version has changed for who knows how many rounds, and the way of heaven will change with the world.

Tianyuan collapsed because it encountered a bottleneck after a thousand years of rapid development and lost its direction.

After the system was formed and developed for thousands of years, it never went wrong on the surface. Therefore, those in power did not realize that human selfish desires were actually suppressed to a great extent.

In this context, the principle of "knowing the world and serving oneself" that Ji Longyuan understood happened to be the strongest version.

It's a pity that his knowledge was too little, he couldn't keep calm, he started too hastily, and his game collapsed.

But it's not his version now, and his strength is actually just like that.

If you fully understand the laws of both the Hanging Sword Division and the Weaping God Division, he will not be able to do anything to you. It is just a question of who will consume whom to death depending on how much of his divine power remains. "

"Oh……"

Zhao Ci was thoughtful.

Of course, he didn't think Ji Longyuan's strength was "just that".

After all, it was the Taizu of the previous dynasty who said this, and he was full of martial virtue in his heyday.

The current Ji Longyuan can definitely be called the strongest person in the world.

He thought for a while, then stopped nagging and said directly: "I have understood 30% of the laws of the Xuanjian Division, and now I just want to go to the Bingshen Division, but it turns out that it has been occupied by Ji Longyuan's people.

I don't know if he is here in person, but even if he is not here, this time has probably come. "

Ying Wuji glanced at him warily: "I won't accept the business of fighting!"

Zhao Ci hurriedly said: "Don't fight! Let's act!"

"acting?"

Ying Wuji was stunned for a moment, his alertness disappeared, and instead he was a little excited: "I am familiar with acting. Please tell me the script."

"It's not written yet!"

"Not written yet?"

"We haven't smoothed out our interpersonal relationships yet. Can you first tell me who is worshiped by the God of War?"

"My eldest son."

"That's easy to handle. Let's do this first, then this..."

"Pause for a moment, I think this character's psychology is wrong and needs to be changed."

"..."

Zhao Ci choked for a moment. He didn't expect that the former Taizu was such a dedicated actor and could figure out the psychology of the characters.

It's just a bit of a drama.

He's a drama tyrant!

But let’s just be a drama star. I get paid for nothing and bring my own props.

What more bikes do you want?

……

Zhao Heng looked at the closed door and couldn't help but ask: "This Tenth Highness has known each other for a long time? Why didn't he come out for so long?"

The other three were a little confused.

How could they possibly know?

Zhao Heng paced back and forth uneasily with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Yu couldn't help but ask: "Why are ancestors worried? But there is something I want to ask the ancestor of the previous dynasty for."

"Not really!"

Zhao Heng felt the strange energy flow in his body: "I don't know how Zhao Ci resurrected me, but now it seems that I don't have much time left to live. When he comes out later, you ask him to fulfill his promise. Refine me into a corpse puppet!"

Zhao Yu looked complicated: "Yes!"

Another quarter of an hour passed.

The time has come.

Zhao Heng fell to the ground exhausted, and his body quickly turned into a withered corpse.

Zhao Yu sighed lightly, not knowing what words to say.

I can only wait quietly in front of the door.

at last.

squeak...

The door is open.

The majestic former Taizu strode out. Although there was no energy fluctuation, it gave people a feeling of respect and fear.

It made people couldn't help but bow slightly.

This is the majestic Emperor Taizu.

Such momentum.

People who have not been in high positions for a long time cannot have it.

Even if Zhao Huan comes, he will only feel ashamed.

What happened during this time?

How come a young man who was quite easy-going just now suddenly assumes the majesty of being the leader of the world?

Did Zhao Ci do something to make people unhappy?

Where is Zhao Ci?

Where is Zhao Ci?

Kan Tianji and Gu Xiangzhu were both worried and couldn't help but look sideways inside.

then.

I saw a graceful woman coming out.

"Ah? Zhao Yu?"

"Ah? Zhao Yu?"

"Huh? Me? You..."

The woman was none other than Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu was stunned. He looked at the woman in front of him as if looking in a mirror. No matter the appearance, makeup, or temperament, she was exactly the same as him.

This...ah?

At this moment.

"Zhao Yu" suddenly appeared and waved to her: "Come here and review the script with me!"

The voice belonged to Zhao Yu, and the tone belonged to Zhao Ci.

Zhao Yu: "..."

understood!

She stepped forward obediently and answered Zhao Ci's questions honestly.

I asked for a long time.

Zhao Ci finally nodded with satisfaction and walked to Kan Tianji: "Old man, please open the passage. This time Brother Wuji and I will go. You just wait here, and when we pass, we will immediately destroy the jade jade of national destiny." ”

"This……"

Kan Tianji was a little hesitant. Seeing Zhao Ci's changed appearance, how could he not know what he wanted to do?

The jade was destroyed because he was afraid that Ji Longyuan would come and learn the laws of national destiny.

Think for a long time.

Still nodded.

Gu Xiangzhu was a little anxious: "You..."

Zhao Ci smiled: "It's okay! No matter how dangerous it is, I will only lose one puppet at most."

When Gu Xiangzhu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while.

The channel is reopened.

Ying Wuji immediately turned into a shadow and floated in.

Zhao Ci followed suit quickly.

The moment before the hole closes.

Ying Wuji sent a message: "You are so blessed, young man."

Zhao Ci grinned: "My little mother, is she beautiful?"

Ying Wuji: "Ah? Little Mom?"

……

The God of War.

A handsome young man stood with his hands behind his back, suspended in mid-air.

Bare feet.

Don't mess with the world.

A faint golden light shines on his body.

Like an immortal banished from the sky.

Behind him, a priest was kneeling on the ground, trembling.

There was no joy or sorrow in the voice of the young immortal: "You just said that you don't know who the person who cast the spell is?"

"My subordinates are incompetent!"

The priest's voice trembled: "Not long after the formation appeared, it disappeared directly. My subordinate, I don't have deep knowledge of formations, so I don't know what happened."

He was really scared.

God spent a lot of money to take advantage of a loophole and send him to the God of War Division for guarding, because he was worried that someone would enter the God of War Division through other means.

result……

I saw that the god didn't speak for a long time.

The priest felt that he was almost suffocating from the pressure, and said quickly: "My subordinates guess that the people on the other side of the formation must have realized that they are here, and they have a guilty conscience, so..."

Ji Longyuan interrupted calmly: "As a priest, I have lived in vain for thousands of years, but I have no intention of making progress. You have been here for twenty years, and you can still say something unkind to the formation.

If I hadn't thought of you for your hard work and merit, do you think you are still qualified to live and speak? "

Priest: "..."

He was speechless, his body shaking like chaff.

There are many things in this world that will deceive you.

But the formation won't.

Because of the formation, it won’t happen.

Ji Longyuan frowned slightly, but couldn't do anything to him. These priests said they had lived for thousands of years, but in fact they lived quite depressed lives.

These were officials of the previous dynasty. The prosperity of the previous dynasty lasted for thousands of years. As long as they obtained official positions, they could use spells at will. People only practiced to regulate their inner breath and prolong their lives, so they had almost no enthusiasm for practicing.

This is also an important reason why the combat effectiveness of the former dynasty's army collapsed after the national destiny was blocked.

In other words.

Priests like myself have never experienced the screening of cultivation talents.

Combat power is basically achieved through divine power.

Although he later improved his cultivation and advanced to the level of a master.

But formation, a knowledge that requires great talent, cannot be achieved by hard learning.

these people.

Said to have lived for two thousand years.

But for a thousand years, they huddled in the wilderness.

For another thousand years, he used his role as a god to secretly rule the barbarians.

It is difficult to find opportunities to indulge, and the level of repression is not much weaker than when they were officials in the previous dynasty.

Harsh words.

But if you really want to take action, forget it. After all, the divine power cannot be lost, and one of these men will die.

Ji Longyuan raised his head slightly and looked indifferently into the air, where the teleportation circle appeared.

Who is the person who casts the magic circle?

How could he come to the God of War Division in this way?

This was the second time Ji Longyuan felt uneasy.

The last time this feeling occurred was when Xiang Tiange entered the Northern Territory alone. certainly.

It wasn't a strong feeling at that time.

Because Xiang Tiange has only shown the potential to threaten himself, and only relies on a killing rule, it is not even interesting to become his opponent.

After Zhao Huan tricked Xiang Tiange to death and his own people guarded the Bingshen Division, that uneasiness completely dissipated.

But this time...

It can only be said that fear comes from the unknown.

Even though he has lived for thousands of years, he has never heard of anyone being able to forcefully open the ruins using formations alone.

and so.

Who is this person?

Zhao Huan’s people?

The emperor of the Central Plains had quite a lot of ambitions.

in fact.

Ji Longyuan also couldn't figure out what Zhao Huan wanted to do. He tricked Xiang Tiange to death twenty years ago, which can be explained by Zhao Huan's worry about his superior power and his confidence in crushing the North.

It can also be explained that Zhao Huan wants to compromise in acting.

But what it was, he tried several times but couldn't find out.

but now……

Ji Longyuan does not think that the Law of Killing can threaten him, but if Yu State uses the jade from the God of War to train a large number of masters, it will greatly delay the process of his own harvest.

Divine power is a consumable.

Time is the most precious thing to yourself.

and so.

Do you want to use thunderous means to strike hard at Yu State?

The last twenty years have been dragging on, making him very dissatisfied.

At this moment.

A pattern suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Then, a channel opened out of thin air.

then.

He heard a familiar voice.

"Ancestor, this method you taught me can actually open the channel!"

Ji Longyuan's pupils shrank, this was clearly Zhao Yu's voice.

Ancestor?

That ancestor?

Zhao Heng is alive?

If the truth of that year was exposed, wouldn't he lose this important chess piece?

But soon.

He felt relieved.

Because the man following Zhao Yu was not Zhao Heng.

It would be better if it wasn't Zhao Heng.

and many more.

If it wasn’t Zhao Heng, who else could it be?

Ji Longyuan's eyes fell on the young man. The more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt. The more familiar he became, the more he felt his breath stagnant.

In the previous dynasty, there seemed to be statues and portraits of this man everywhere.

win……

As for the priest, people were even a little numb. He used to be an official of the Tianyuan Yun Dynasty, but he betrayed the Tianyuan Yun Dynasty. Who would have thought that after two thousand years, he would actually see the former Emperor Taizu.

Subconsciously, he took half a step back.

Zhao Yu also saw Ji Longyuan and subconsciously wanted to salute respectfully.

Just like before.

It's like seeing a god.

But this time, she seemed to be concerned about the existence of the young man behind her.

She stopped trying to bend down.

He just cupped his hands and said lightly: "It turns out that the gods are here too. This junior has seen the gods."

"God? In future generations, someone has already achieved the status of god?"

Ying Wuji was a little surprised and looked at Ji Longyuan with interest.

Just after taking a look, the curious expression disappeared.

It's like a high-ranking emperor receiving playthings presented by his courtiers.

But it's in hand.

But I found it wasn't that interesting.

So very disappointed.

Zhao Yu quickly explained: "Ancestor, this is the person who promised this junior to help me get revenge."

For a moment, Ji Longyuan's heartstrings were extremely tense.

Since he came from the previous dynasty, he naturally knew the art of Danqing Soul Transferring.

But he never expected that Zhao Yu could actually summon Emperor Taizu, and judging from this, Emperor Taizu was actually her ancestor.

Also.

Winning Zhao does not separate the family.

But now...

Ji Longyuan couldn't feel any aura from Ying Wuji, but the temperament that transformed into the body made him feel extremely threatened.

If you take action...

If I do it, I can win!

In the vicissitudes of life, the way of heaven has changed so much. It is true that Ying Wuji was the emperor Taizu of the previous dynasty, but his era has long passed, and the probability of defeating him is very small.

then.

He quickly regained his composure: "Yu'er, I didn't expect that your ancestor was actually the former Emperor Taizu."

Zhao Yu bit his lip and was about to say something.

But Ying Wuji seemed to have thought of something: "I recognize you, Ji Longyuan."

Ji Longyuan: "..."

He felt that there was some trouble. Although he had a greater chance of winning in a head-to-head encounter, he did not want to fight at all. It was difficult for him to accept that his divine power was used up on Ying Wuji.

He took a deep breath: "It's rare for senior to remember me. To be honest with senior, I was the one responsible for the overthrow of the previous dynasty. Senior's hard work was ruined. If he wants to take action..."

Ying Wuji smiled lightly and waved his hand: "Flowing water does not rot, door hinges do not become beetroots, and the replacement of all things is the law of heaven.

It is natural for Tianyuan people to stop moving forward, not thinking about making progress, and not being able to keep their family property.

You used brute force to break the situation. Although you were ill-advised and led to the loss of life, but..."

Ji Longyuan frowned upon hearing this.

"presumptuous!"

The priest was furious: "You can scold the gods at will?"

Ying Wuji frowned slightly, flashing a hint of killing intent.

Zhao Yu immediately rose up and slashed away a sword shadow.

next moment.

The lower priest's body was directly broken into two sections.

at the same time.

The subtitle "We must protect this subordinate from death" on Ji Longyuan's head also disappeared.

He became angry: "Yu'er! You..."

Zhao Yu sheathed his sword and retreated behind Ying Wuji: "God! My ancestors had no complaints against you, but this man was once an official of Tianyuan, but he is a real betrayer. Today he speaks nonsense about my ancestors, how can I spare him?"

At first, Zhao Ci did not make up his mind to take action.

But when he saw the subtitles on Ji Longyuan's head, he realized that Ji Longyuan sent people to garrison the Bingshen Division, which probably cost a lot of money, otherwise a god would have no reason to protect a low-ranking priest.

Killing this person will save you a lot of trouble.

then.

He then heard Ying Wuji's message.

"Damn it, you changed the script!"

Zhao Ci: "..."

Ji Longyuan's eyes were slightly cold, knowing that this person had received a lot of benefits from his new backer. The sword light just now seemed to be the sword of the King of Martial Arts.

But so provocative.

Do these two people really think they dare not take action?

For a moment, the murderous thoughts were ready to move.

Ying Wuji glanced at the corpse on the ground with disgust, then looked at Ji Longyuan and said calmly: "You have the potential to rebuild a new order, but in order to achieve a new way, you need to recruit people with lofty ideals. People with such despicable minds can only It will be a hindrance to you.”

Ji Longyuan: "..."

Ok?

Listening to this tone and meaning, did the former Taizu think that I was the one to rebuild the new order?

He snorted coldly: "If you want to establish a new order, the first thing you have to do is to let the old order exit dignifiedly. My predecessor has been dead for thousands of years, but today he is attacking my people. Do you really think that this junior can be bullied?"

While talking.

The body was already glowing with a faint golden light.

Ying Wuji just looked at him with a hint of teasing: "I don't care about the order of future generations. I just see you waiting for a thousand years and you are just one step away. It would be a pity if you lose due to your impatience. "

Ji Longyuan: "..."

This person doesn’t care about the order of future generations?

Will you still feel sorry for my failure?

Ying Wuji said calmly: "You help my descendants, and in exchange for my giving you a few words, that's it. Yu'er, you will handle your affairs by yourself in the future."

"Yes!"

Zhao Yu nodded slightly and watched Ying Wuji walk to the statue.

Father and son, one statue, one Dharmakaya, thousands of years apart, looking at each other lonely.

See this scene.

Ji Longyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Ying Wuji didn't interfere in this world's fight, everything would be easy.

It's just Zhao Yu's attitude.

His eyes fell on Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu held the sword and said calmly: "The art of national destiny was blocked. I went to the National Luck Department to ask for the national destiny. An unexpected combination of circumstances awakened the ancestors. I had no intention of offending the gods."

He was completely relieved. This art of transformation, called fetal transformation, was indeed invincible in disguise. Even Ji Longyuan couldn't tell the clues.

However, this thing is really not a magical skill. Apart from the camouflage effect, the accompanying combat power is almost negligible, and it is also a waste of comprehension value. If my own comprehension value had not overflowed, I would not have learned this thing even if I died.

Ji Longyuan sneered.

no offense.

This attitude alone can be called offensive.

In the past, how could this woman have the courage to talk to herself like this?

Zhao Yu frowned slightly: "Gods don't have to look at me like this. There are ancestors' souls raised three feet up. How can I, as a descendant, be so humble?

Although there is some friction today, the gods and ancestors are also like-minded people.

The ancestors also hope that I, a junior, can follow the gods and build great achievements again.

As for those so-called priests, they are just chickens and dogs.

If there is a chance.

God should kill them all! "

Ji Longyuan was a little surprised: "Oh? Build another great cause? Your ancestors are willing to let their descendants bow to others?"

Zhao Yu shook his head lightly: "The previous dynasty lasted for thousands of years, and there are countless descendants of Ying Zhao. If I hadn't accidentally awakened my ancestor, he might not have looked at me.

The ancestors said that the one who breaks the situation comes only once in a lifetime.

If the gods can break the deadlock of the previous dynasty, it has proved that they have destiny.

In this life, Yu is secretly sad and depressed, but he still wants to follow the old path.

No future.

However, the gods should think twice about the words of our ancestors.

Those stinky fish and rotten shrimps are really unlikely to become a big deal. "

Say it.

He turned around and looked at the jade behind the statue: "Under the guidance of Taizu, I want to understand the law of killing in order to help the gods achieve great things. Please don't stop me."

"Well, let's go!"

Ji Longyuan nodded lightly, without anger in his heart.

With Zhao Yu's strength, even if he mastered the Law of Killing, his strength would be at most the same as Xiang Tiange's and would not pose a threat to him.

After all, the laws of national destiny are completely controlled by oneself.

As long as Zhao Yu does not take this jade away and create opportunities for mass manufacturing masters, it will not affect the overall situation.

Besides...

His eyes fell on Ying Wuji.

This former Taizu seemed to really have high hopes for himself.

in this case.

It would be better to really use Zhao Yu to gradually replace the role of these priests.

Ji Longyuan glanced at the corpse broken into two sections on the ground, and could no longer hide the disgust in his eyes. These smelly fish and rotten shrimps were indeed of no use.

but……

He still has at most 50% trust in Zhao Yu.

The lost 50%.

10% comes from the fact that she has a backer, which will inevitably lead to arrogance.

Another 40%.

It’s jade!

After Ji Longyuan looked at the statue, he could retain 90% of his trust in Ying Yu as long as this piece of jade remained in the Bingshen Division.

Although the priest is dead, it is difficult for him to send another priest to continue to guard him.

But he himself could still use secret methods to come in from time to time to ensure that Zhao Yu did not take the jade away.

Although a little too cautious.

But everything is as it should be.

As soon as he discovers something is wrong, he will strike hard without hesitation to avoid any further trouble.

After the statue.

Zhao Ci had already put his hands on the back of the jade. The moment he touched it, he felt the God of War tower in the spiritual platform became excited.

In just a moment, the Soldier God Pagoda changed from a concrete pagoda shape to an abstract symbol, just like the pattern on the Yuhuang Pavilion booklet.

The empty part in the middle of the pattern is in the jade.

What is contained in this jade is exactly the eleventh floor of the God of War Tower.

The law of killing!

Do not!

To be precise, it's not the law of killing.

In Ying Wuji's words, there has never been a law of killing in this world. Killing... has never been worthy of becoming a law.

This divine pattern of law, summed up in one sentence, should be called: Dignity only exists on the edge of the sword.

He kind of understood.

Why is it that although Lao Deng has transplanted Zhao Lian's divine patterns, he is far from Xiang Tiange's strength.

He thought before that it was because Zhao Lian had only completed half of the cultivation.

But now I feel that this is entirely because Lao Deng is not worthy of the state of mind of this divine pattern.

As for now...

Ying Wuji's message rang in his mind: "Are you going to steal things right under his nose?"

Zhao Ci grinned: "Steal it? Isn't stealing it just to arouse suspicion? I will steal it when he is not here, and I will put it back when he is here."

"It sounds pretty exciting!"

"I'm so excited that I'm shaking! By the way, do you miss your son and your wives? If you still want to see me again, why don't you tell me your experiences.

I will write a novel for you then. After all, the people of Dayu are still very interested in the affairs of the previous dynasty.

When this novel becomes popular and more and more people miss you, I will supplement it with the soul-transferring technique of painting, and I will be able to reunite every day. "

"When the time comes, will our whole family work for you?"

"As you said, fellow villagers helping fellow villagers, how can it be considered part-time work?"

"Forget it! It's been thousands of years, and I'm already tired of living."

"Fine……"

"Speaking of which, you are going to write this novel. What title are you going to give it?"

"How did I know this? You won't tell me any stories. The historical materials of the previous dynasty have been almost destroyed."

"Forget it! Let him let go of the past. I will continue to watch my son, and you steal yours!"

"it is good!"

then.

Zhao Ci silently activated the pattern of the God of War Tower in the Lingtai to devour the eleventh floor, and the process went quite smoothly.

He is like a yellow hair.

In front of the suffering master Ji Longyuan.

To steal his openly...

but.

Now it's just fusion.

How to take it away under Ji Longyuan's nose is the key to operation.

(End of this chapter)