Envoy Zhang Yuan highly praised the scriptures of the Heaven Scroll and the Water Scroll, saying: "I don't know whether it was born out of the Five Wisdoms Collection, but it can be seen that the human beings who compiled these two volumes are extraordinary. First, the Five Divine Powers, and then Wu Lun Dharma, Mr. Fu, I’m afraid this matter may not be settled that easily.”
The Lord Fu nodded and said: "I have sent the Yue Mansion to check for news about Mrs. Xiao and Wutong Shen, but as time goes by, there is still no news."
Zhang Yuanshi lowered his eyes and said: "There is no rush. Now the demons in the world, the gods of the imperial dynasty, and the ghost cities of the underworld are colluding together. It is complicated and difficult to unravel. I have obtained the decree of the king of heaven. Once I capture the Holy Mother Jizituo, all the clues will be solved naturally."
The prince picked up the wine on the table and greeted envoy Zhang from afar, saying, "Thank you."
Zhang Yuanji drank it all in one gulp, looked at Gong Mengbi, and said: "The document you wrote has been circulated to me by the emperor. Just do it, don't worry, we will take action at the right time."
He shook the tail in his hand and said with a chuckle: "With my destiny, there are no taboos."
His slightly older but still rich voice seemed to melt into the palace, and his figure also disappeared into the invisible. Only a faint haze circled upwards, and finally returned to nothingness.
However, Gong Mengbi clearly felt an invisible force falling on him from the tail. For a moment, he felt the energy of the spirit was condensed. The Nine-tailed Technique, the Heaven-Bearing Technique, and the Flying Moon Technique were advancing in parallel, and the Heavenly Blue Dragon was blessing him. , unexpectedly gave birth to the spirit of "knowing how to be the best".
Gong Mengbi was a little surprised. He used his eyesight enough and his eyes flashed, and he saw that his whole body was covered with purple energy like hanging clouds.
If Gong Mengbi realized something, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, envoy."
Envoy Zhang Yuan had disappeared. Gong Mengbi turned to Fu Jun again and said, "Thank you Fu Jun."
The Lord of the Palace waved his hand and said: "Zhang Yuanzhang borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha. God favored him, and he took advantage of the king of heaven. He can give it to you with one word, and he can take it back with one word. You have to be aware of it."
Gong Mengbi understood Mr. Fu’s warning. It is good to be favored by destiny, but it is not something you have cultivated yourself. You can take it back if you give it. It may be of some help to this industry, but it is hard to say how useful it will actually be.
Practitioners naturally respect the destiny of heaven, but they are not afraid of it.
At the level of Zhang Yuanshi, or even at the level of Our Lady of Jizituo, destiny is no longer controllable.
It's one thing to be given a destiny by destiny, but there are too many people from ancient times to the present who can't accomplish anything despite destiny. Right in front of you is King Wu's eldest son, who is also very talented, but is still designed to lose his soul. If Gong Mengbi hadn't stepped in, he would have become the prey of Holy Mother Jizituo.
King Tongkuang's cultivation of the Heavenly Scroll is even more impressive. Which of those precious fates is not favored by the destiny of heaven?
Gong Mengbi looked solemn and said, "Little fox understands."
Seeing that he had understood, the Lord of the Palace smiled and said: "You are a smart man. If destiny is in your hands, you will not let it down. Now you are a veritable sign of auspiciousness and a lucky star in this world."
Gong Mengbi also laughed and said, "If nothing else, at least it will benefit my practice."
The prince nodded and said: "When this matter is settled and your destiny has been fulfilled, you can really keep part of this heavenly favor with you. But this is nothing. Although the heavenly favor is good, it cannot compare with the favor of the empress." "
This is true.
Although the Heavenly King is in charge of this world, Taishan Empress is the divine master of Tianhuyuan. There is a difference between closeness and distance.
Gong Mengbi pretended to refuse and said: "My mother's divine grace is as deep as the sea. It is a blessing for my little fox to be able to promote this path. The Lord's love for me and his willingness to show his merit for me really makes me..."
Before he finished speaking, the scenery in front of him immediately distorted and turned into endless smoke, and everything was immersed in the surging smoke.
In a moment, the smoke dispersed, and Gong Mengbi had returned to the human world.
Before Gong Mengbi finished speaking, he was already "invited" out by the prince.
He stretched out his right hand and rubbed his nose with the back of his index finger, as if brushing away the non-existent dust.
"Tsk." Gong Mengbi cupped his hands and said loudly, "Your Majesty, I love you."
The prince probably didn't want to hear the fox's tea talk, and showed no sign of replying.
Gong Mengbi was not upset, he just lowered his slender eyes, revealing a thoughtful light from the gaps in his eyes.
The prince of the government really showed his love to him and introduced him to envoy Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuanshi also accepted him and regarded him as an informant under the command of the prince. Gong Mengbi didn't work in the Yue Mansion or the Exorcist Academy, so he couldn't see the key.
But one thing is certain, he was selected as the person to start the game, and Zhang Yuan envoy and Fujun will pay attention to his actions at any time.
Gong Mengbi raised his head and looked in the direction of Fangshan Mountain and laughed strangely: "Let's get started. Mr. Fu has waited long enough, and I have waited long enough too."
Six long smoke-like tails appeared behind Gong Mengbi, dragging out from under the bright moon, like flowing clouds and waterfalls, almost encompassing the entire peak of the clouds.
Flowers, wine, poetry, and tea, the four foxes surnamed Shi emerged from the Izumo Cave and looked up at the lonely Gong Mengbi on the top of the mountain, their eyes full of reverence.
When you reach the fourth level of practice, you are understanding the wonders of spiritual transformation, transforming into invisible things, and even dividing into false bodies and having a body outside the body.
But generally speaking, if there is not enough support from magical channels, having a body outside the body is not as good as the body itself.
Coincidentally, Gong Mengbi's knowledge was extremely extensive, including many exquisite magical methods. It's just that he has just entered the fourth level, and he doesn't have such huge mana to support him.
But this was not a problem. He closed his eyes and knocked on the spiritual platform. Where he saw it was the precious tree that had grown very tall.
The treasure branches are lush and leafy, and there are countless treasure certificates hanging on them, densely packed like swaying flower stamens.
The most valuable among them are undoubtedly the treasure certificates from the prince, the goddess and others, but in addition, the Wutong God actually hung up five fourth-grade treasure certificates for him.
It can be seen that the Great Immortal of Jinting does have a deep good relationship with them, but it is the Holy Mother of Jizituo who talks about him as a good eldest son. In fact, he cannot hang the treasure certificate. Use this as fertilizer to promote the growth of precious trees.
Gong Mengbi prayed silently, and the treasure certificates lit up, setting off a vast long wind and flowing to Gong Mengbi. Through the enlightenment of the heaven, the blessing of heaven, and the favor of the bright moon, it turned into a gurgling mana. Quickly integrated with his own magic power.
The six long tails behind him swayed gently, and one of the tails suddenly curled up, and a young man in red walked out of it. The moisture around his body was condensed, and the dragon's aura lingered around him. If it were not for the lack of dragon horns, he would really look like a red dragon.
The young man soared into the clouds and mist, and the water vapor was like clouds, heading straight for Gusu.
Another tail gathered up, turning into another young man in red, swept by the long wind, holding a treasure vase, rolled up his body, merged into the long wind, and disappeared.
Gong Mengbi only has four tails left, and one of them is vacant, just for appearance. There is no magical way to move in, but it is enough to cope with the current situation.
(End of chapter)
