Outside Chaoge City.
The empty land is overgrown with weeds.
The man with a bruised nose and face looked up at the sky with a dumbfounded expression. He was first inspired by the moral light of that old man Bigan, and then suffered a critical blow from his master.
If it were just these, that would be it, but not long ago. The king fought towards the heaven, broke into the dragon pool and the tiger's den, and retreated calmly.
Is this still the mortal in my mind?
I am the practitioner.
I am the monk who became a disciple of the great supernatural being.
Why do their powers change so much? What happened during the conquest of Beihai in these years? Is all this really given by an ordinary immortal?
"The young man saved by the king has both immortal and mortal powers flowing in his body. From the aura shown to the heaven after his suicide, it is not difficult to find that it is somewhat similar to the one when the Witch Clan attacked the sky."
"You might as well make a bold inference."
"This is the handiwork of an ordinary great immortal."
Bigan analyzed carefully.
After taking a look at the so-called leader of the generals, I felt an inexplicable feeling of relief. The majestic Grand Master has great military exploits and his personal strength is unparalleled in the world, but he is not his own enemy.
What's this?
Literary culture prospered.
The old man is nothing.
If he dares to slap the table and glare in the future, he will definitely know what the Great Way of Heaven and Earth is.
"Except for ordinary immortals, I can't think of any other beings who can subvert the ancient ways of heaven with a wave of their hands." Our Lady of the Golden Spirit said with emotion.
The two sang together.
Wen Zhong looked stunned.
Master! We are a family, what does it mean for you to help the old boy? Are you suspected of being a bit of an enemy? He secretly rubbed his arm, feeling pain from the marks of being whipped one after another.
"Your Majesty's current strength comes from the kindness of ordinary immortals. Hasn't Grand Master come to his senses now? It's not that we want to stop you, but that you are doing something extremely dangerous. . Not only will I miss my opportunity, but it will also bring disaster to my humanity." Bigan said in a serious tone.
He stared at the old guy next to him with his eyes, and would punch and kick him if he showed any unpleasant feelings.
Humanity is unified.
The general trend is the general trend.
The more times this happens, the less likely it is that something will happen, lest all the plans come to naught.
Wen Zhong still wanted to bite his tongue, but looking at the old guy's fist and the whip in his master's hand, he could only choose to follow his heart. The reality was so hard to believe, especially when the king calmly retreated from heaven, it subverted his imagination: "Please also ask the Prime Minister and Master to take me to the ordinary Shantong Temple to offer a stick of incense to the ordinary immortal."
"good!"
"Children can be taught."
The first word was said by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and the last few words were said by that old immortal Bigan. Wen Zhong was extremely depressed. If his strength hadn't allowed him to do so, he would have wanted to tear this old guy's mouth apart.
Teach you uncle...
"Your Majesty will meet the Human Emperor's dharma body? Gather the power of human destiny."
"Huang Feihu has become an innate god and holds the power of Emperor Taishan?"
"What? Even the queen..."
"..."
"..."
The three of them walked towards Pongdongtong Mountain. On the way, Bigan talked about the changes in Chaoge City. In addition to the high-ranking dignitaries, even ordinary people have given birth to many lucky people.
They either entered the army or became officials.
With the addition of these people, the fate of humanity has undergone earth-shaking changes every moment.
I could smell a refreshing fragrance from afar, and a large number of people burned incense and prayed. It seems that what they are offering is not incense, but their respective fates full of suffering.
Look at these figures.
Listening to Bi Gan's words sounded like blood.
The whole person became energetic.
The mountain is ahead.
The temple is not far away.
As long as you burn a stick of incense, you will get an opportunity to regain your power and defeat the old guy. His eyes became hot and his mood became complicated.
I can't wait to rush over quickly.
"Disciple!"
"Don't have distracting thoughts."
The voice of Holy Mother Jin Ling was like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, which immediately confused Wen Zhong. He quickly collected himself, bowed to the master next to him, then straightened his clothes and walked forward.
Calm down and look around.
It feels like everything has changed.
Extremely ordinary.
Extremely ordinary.
Without the constant flow of pilgrims, this place would probably be forgotten by all living beings.
Walking halfway up the mountain, a very ordinary temple appeared. I say ordinary because you will miss it if you are not paying attention. Then, led by the pilgrims, he came to the temple.
There is no magnificent scene, only an extremely ordinary clay statue. It seems that as long as the wind blows, the soil will fall with the wind.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
"..."
"..."
A heart beat unsatisfactorily.
He looked extremely pious.
Picking up the incense and inserting it into the incense burner, as the green smoke slowly rose, I waited for the magical scene described by Bigan and Master, but nothing happened...
Like most ordinary people.
Nothing was gained.
Where's the promised wealth?
The promise is that no one will be refused, and the power that can destroy the world is given to me. Why does it fail for me? I conquered the North Sea for the human race. It is hard to overstate the merits of my hard work.
Why...
Eyes moist.
Tears fell unsatisfactorily.
Not getting the opportunity is not the most irritating thing. The most irritating thing is that from now on, that old guy will dominate me, but I, the leader of military generals, cannot defeat him.
Are you angry?
No chance!
Looking at this extremely ordinary clay figurine statue, two big words came to mind.
Same people.
The difference in treatment is too depressing.
"Thank you for the gift from Ordinary Immortal! Believer Yang Jian brought his mother here to fulfill his wish." An inappropriate voice sounded, and Yang Jian appeared next to him with a woman. He put the incense into the incense burner and then disappeared.
on purpose.
Ordinary Immortal definitely did it on purpose.
He was deeply impressed by that young man.
At first, he was looking for Taoshan in the City God's Temple, and later he entered the heaven.
All the mysteries have been revealed. The reason why he has such powerful power is because of the incense in this temple. So what am I missing? Wen Zhong's face turned green and his intestines almost turned green with regret.
It hurts me.
Howl!
Alas.
He didn't know how he got out. He only knew that he was already out when he raised his head. Muddle-headed, top-heavy and light-footed, this is the only way to kill people and kill people.
Look into Master's expectant eyes.
Look at the old guy's concerned look.
Wen Zhong didn't know what to say for a moment. Could it be that I have no chance to be an ordinary immortal? Something's wrong! Could it be that I have offended this great immortal, so there is a rejection of the door?
So exists.
It's impossible to be so petty.
After all, Bi Gan had done more to the extreme, and it didn't matter what happened to him.
The more I think about it, the less confident I become.
The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.
Finally it turned into a sigh.
