Chapter 430 430 Meeting One
"Uh, forgive me for using the word popping out, because the old man really jumped out of nowhere. Tell me, don't worry, come here and hide quickly. There will be a lot of things in the future." Zhang Qingzhi said helplessly.
"The old man who is speechless and dares to love him has already made arrangements." Zhang Rongfang was also speechless.
"Yeah. I don't know what the old man is thinking, anyway, I honestly brought Xiaohe over in the end." Zhang Qingzhi nodded. "He also asked me to write you a secret letter. After thinking about it for a long time, I came up with a way to inform you."
"Then when you were in Tianbao Palace, did you find anything wrong with the master every day?" Zhang Rongfang continued to ask.
"What's wrong? What do you mean?" Zhang Qingzhi asked doubtfully.
"Exactly. Has he suddenly become less like the original him?" Zhang Rongfang didn't know how to describe it like this for a while.
"No, master has always been very kind to me. When he was still talking to me before, he expressed regret and sadness for His Majesty's death. He and His Majesty used to be very good friends."
"Really?" Zhang Rongfang recalled the situation when he first met Lingdi, and felt that the situation was not very similar to what Zhang Qingzhi said.
"By the way, there is something to do." Zhang Qingzhi suddenly thought of something.
"what?"
"Exactly. Exactly" Zhang Qingzhi paused, "One day, the master suddenly returned to the small attic at night, and then began to draw the portrait of the mysterious mistress. I was in a bad mood at the time, drinking in a corner, and didn't pay attention.
I just feel that he seems to be in a bad mood. "
"Mysterious teacher's wife." Zhang Rongfang unconsciously recalled the portraits of the woman hanging everywhere in the small attic.
"The rest will be gone after that. It's what I just said." Zhang Qingzhi continued.
He smiled wryly. "Actually, I just heard the news that the master became extremely powerful and claimed to be number one in the world. I still didn't believe it, but it turned out."
"That's right." He suddenly thought of something again, "The master told me at that time to disconnect me from Xiaohe. If we can't, I can live in seclusion here with peace of mind. As for the head teacher of the Daoist Sect, he I plan to hand it over to you, Junior Brother in the future."
"Master really said that?" Zhang Rongfang was surprised.
"Really, and because you are always making troubles, junior brother, he often sighs in private, and likes to call you ignorant when he has nothing to do. But when he meets people outside, he will praise you for being good. , you are the only one who is the most powerful"
Zhang Qingzhi's words made Zhang Rongfang's mind quickly outline the daily duplicity of the old Yue Yue.
In comparison, the mysterious and unpredictable Xue Tong gradually became a little elusive in his heart at this time.
Which side is true?
He doesn't know.
However, now it seems that maybe Master Yue's kindness to him should be sincere.
Of course, he couldn't just read Zhang Qingzhi's words.
Afterwards, you have to really look for an opportunity to check the temptation face to face.
But right now... not in a hurry.
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Xie Rifeng.
"Golden Chan Gong!?"
On the mountainside, many masters of the Sensing Sect, with blood on their mouths, retreated shockingly, forming a semicircle. Under the leadership of the three great masters, they confronted Yue Dewen again.
Yuehou stood alone on the side, staring at Yue Dewen with solemn eyes.
"Three major tests of literature, martial arts, sincerity, you have passed two. You are impeccable in literature, and you are able to set foot in returning to the void. It is truly unprecedented.
Martial arts, you have reached the limit, the great master has reached the peak.
Now, only Chengyi is left! "
Paused, Yue Hou stared at Yue Dewen. "Do you want to rest?"
"No need. Continue." Yue Dewen smiled, as usual, without any sense of danger or deterrence.
But all the masters present, after passing the test level just now, no longer dare to underestimate this person.
They have never heard of such a strong man who can practice literary skills to the highest state of returning to the void.
Martial arts, it is the first opportunity to defend against the enemy, and the absolute defense is displayed vividly.
Furthermore, in the field of Xuanzhiyouxuan will attack, which can only be involved in Grand Masters and above, it also suppressed the three Grand Masters on the spot, causing the three to retreat one after another before they even fought each other.
"One way of martial arts, the highest to the level of a great master, is the confrontation of spirit and will. Gather your strength, rest your mind, seek gaps and advance, use the strong to attack the weak, and stab the enemy's vital points. You are already invulnerable to the vital points of the soul." Months later commented .
"Stop talking nonsense, sincerity is a test, what's the test?" Yue Dewen said straight.
"It's easy."
Master Taiyuan Meridian took a step forward.
"Cheng, there is only one request, and that is."
"Change God!"
"No need to change." The smile on Yue Dewen's face became wider and wider. "I worshiped the Moon God!"
"!?!"
The people around fell silent for a moment, and then quickly became commotion.
As the head teacher of the Dao Sect, Yue Dewen didn't worship the Emperor Yujing Hanshi Tianzun of the Ben Sect, but actually worshiped the Moon God of the Sensing Gate! ?
This is simply! ?
Not only ordinary masters, but also a few grandmasters, grand masters, and even a month later, were dumbfounded.
This worship of God is unique, only sincerity can achieve the qualification of spirit general.
Not everyone can get the gift of the spirit.
Giving spiritual generals is also no small burden for a god.
But now, Yue Dewen, a person who changed his belief midway, was actually given the status of a spirit general by the moon god! ?
This.
To become a spirit general, one must have aptitude and sincerity. Although there are no specific conditions, many spirit generals have been worshiping gods and Buddhas for decades before they are finally bestowed.
After all, the position of a spirit general is itself a representative of power, status, and strength.
Gods and Buddhas will naturally only be handed over to people who can make themselves absolutely at ease.
At this time, if Yue Dewen became a general of the Moon God, wouldn't that mean that he had already changed his belief when he was with the Moon God! ?
"But in this way, who is the spirit general of Daoism?!?" Yue Hou couldn't help asking.
"Jin Yuyan." Yue Dewen replied with a smile. "I was originally the Moon King, but I was living temporarily under the guise of Daoism to hide my identity. Now, I just return to the Holy Gate and go back to my original position.
So, you all misunderstood me. I've been bearing the burden of humiliation. "
As soon as these words came out, the people around were really dubious.
Indeed, if you look at it from this angle, the 'Yue Dewen' in front of you might really be their undercover agent who has been ambush in the Daoist sect all along.
"Whether you are or not, you will know if you try it." Yue Hou said coldly.
"Dare to invite Luna!?"
"Why don't you dare?" Yue Dewen replied.
"Okay!" Yue Hou took a deep look at him.
Immediately, she looked solemn, raised her right hand, and raised her index finger to the sky.
"All **** worshipers, come with me to pray to God!"
Only she is the spirit general whose induction door has been confirmed.
Only she is qualified to lead God.
"Yue Dewen, think it over, if you ask God, once you just lie, the result will be"
"The result is nothing more than death." Yue Dewen said with a smile, "Actually, why don't I lead everyone to ask God, how about it?"
A month later, without saying a word or answering, the raised index finger began to slowly glow silver.
Like her, those who raised their right index fingers also had their fingertips light up in silver.
"Close your eyes!"
After a month, I gave a cold drink.
Everyone closed their eyes at the same time. Strangely, in the darkness after closing their eyes, everyone could still see their raised silver index fingers in their field of vision.
Countless fingertips gradually flew up silver threads.
Dense silk threads, with a curved trajectory, converged on the open space in front of Yue Dewen, weaving a vague outline of a human face.
A giant human face as high as seven or eight meters.
The gust of wind picked up Yue Dewen's robe and pulled it backwards. He still stood upright, looking straight at the huge human face in the dark vision.
"Use my brilliance to shine on Shenchuan."
The silver face lowered its head slightly, looked at Yue Dewen, and opened its mouth to let out a strange voice.
The voice seemed to be spoken by countless men, women and children at the same time, neat and orderly.
"Meet my god!" Yue Dewen cupped his fists, saluted, and bowed.
The huge human face didn't answer, just opened its mouth.
The mouth opened wider and wider, and finally even deformed the whole face. Most of the face area was occupied by the big mouth.
Like a black hole.
Pfft!
It took a bite forward, suddenly swallowed Yue Dewen, and wrapped it in its mouth.
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January 4th.
Yue Dewen secretly named himself the Moon King, commanded the remnants of the Sensing Sect, and reestablished the name of the Holy Sect.
King Yan Shun led his troops to Dadu, but was intercepted halfway. The black ten Pope Shengtian formed an alliance with the Qianjiao League to repel the powerful enemy.
Shun Wang's army retreated for a hundred miles and set up camp to wait for the opportunity.
As for Zhang Rongfang, he finally collected the main medicine and returned to Qingchuan, Ze Province, to prepare the medicine.
Qingchuan Mansion, inside the mansion of Chenxiang Palace.
In the backyard, there is a copper-colored alchemy furnace as tall as a person, with raging flames rising from below.
The steaming hot, asphalt-like medicinal liquid, under the stirring of Zhang Rongfang's large spatula, continuously exudes a strong medicinal smell.
"This time, Jackie Chan became a worm, just one click!"
When the alchemy came to a critical moment, Zhang Rongfang also had to concentrate and keep an eye on the change.
Soon, the flames slowly die down, and then switch to charcoal and coal fires to maintain the heat.
He began to put a lot of seasoning into the pot. No, a lot of medicinal materials.
Gradually, the alluring fragrance floats along the water vapor.
There was a muffled bang, and suddenly Zhang Rongfang picked up the heat-insulating towel, grabbed the two ears of the Dan furnace cauldron, quickly picked it up, and put it into the large basin of cold water that had been prepared on the right side.
Hiss!
A large amount of white smoke and water vapor rose into the air, blocking the line of sight.
Something weird happened.
The ointment in the entire pot, from the place close to the wall of the pot, quickly dried and hardened, turning white.
White spreads all the way to the middle.
Slowly stop until there is only an area the size of a fist left.
Zhang Rongfang had quick eyes and hands, and with a swish, he used the shovel to accurately dig a circle around that small area.
dug it out.
This becomes a medicine ball with white outside and black inside!
"It's done!" He took a long breath, threw the ball into one side of the oil tank, took it out, and put it into the melted wax basin.
Finally picked it up, shook it, and dropped it into cold water.
All done.
(end of this chapter)
