"There is only one God."
"When I met your master, I never imagined that you and Yun Zi would walk together, and one of you would eventually be in charge of this dragon gate and become the true god of the sky."
"At that time, will you swing your sword at Yun Zi?"
The old grandmother's words made Zhu Minglang take a few steps back involuntarily.
"You are a prophet, how could you not have foreseen it!" Zhu Minglang retorted subconsciously.
"As I said, the best arrangement for you is not to interfere. Also, do you think your master will allow me to use the technique of prophecy on you? If I already know the final answer, then Yun Zi will not be able to live Now." The old grandmother of the Li family said.
"I'm not interested in becoming the Cangshen, and I also think Yun Zi is the most suitable candidate." Zhu Minglang said.
"Then the three of us have reached a consensus. We only look at your master. If she agrees..." said the old grandmother of the Li family.
"I haven't seen her for a long, long time," Zhu Minglang said.
"She will show up, the last dragon gate has been opened, the nine heavens will overlap again, the eighty-one divine states will be connected end to end, and the birth of the nine gods is just around the corner," said the old grandmother of the Li family.
"Longmen Nine Heavens, is every god in charge of the First Heaven?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes, the Cangshen is in charge of the nine heavens of the Dragon Gate, and after the trials and tribulations of the Dragon Gate, various gods will be born to establish the position of the righteous gods in this world, and finally these righteous gods will rule the nine heavens and the nine fields, Bless the people of Liming." The old grandmother of the Li family said.
"If Yun Zi and I must become Cangshen, why can't we become Cangshen at the same time, since there are nine dragon gates and nine Cangshens?" Zhu Minglang said.
"I can't answer you about this, but I know what you think in your heart." The old grandmother of the Li family said.
Zhu Minglang's thoughts in his heart were simple and brutal.
If, if Zhu Xuehen insisted on becoming the Cangshen by death, then he didn't need to swing his sword at Li Yunzi at all, he only needed to kill another Cangshen of the Dragon Gate, and take over his Dragon Gate by himself, becoming the leader of that Dragon Gate. God!
"How can I find the Cangshen?" Zhu Minglang continued to ask.
"I can't answer you."
"Xuantian has two dragon gates, so I can only say sorry to the one in the other dragon gate." Zhu Minglang did not hide his inner thoughts.
"The Cangshen is the same as some hidden gods, they will not reveal themselves, just like you still don't know that your master is a Cangshen, and your wife is your old enemy, and when you know, It's often when you can't help yourself." The old grandmother of the Li family said.
"Grandmother, does Longmen Cangshen already represent God?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Almost, although there are quite a few candidates for Cangshen."
"Since this is the case, whether it is a loving wife or an old enemy of the Supreme Heavenly Power, it is not up to you, nor my master, nor is it up to God..." Zhu Minglang said.
"Then do as you wish. If you can find another Longmen Cangshen... Now that you have made this decision, don't set foot on that wall. Once you enter, you will have to choose between yourself and Yun Zi." Make a choice." The old grandmother of the Li family said.
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Zhu Minglang left Zulong City-State.
He flew straight towards Xuantian.
Shenbing Pavilion has already gone to Xuantian Capital. After all, Beidou Shenzhou is still too small. With their current state, the aura of Beidou Shenzhou cannot meet the needs of Panlong and Shenbing Pavilion.
Zhu Minglang also knew that Li Yunzi was also in Xuantiandu.
When Zhu Minglang approached Xuantiandu, Zhu Minglang saw a standing statue.
The statue is as smooth as jade, and the person carved by the statue also has the perfect temperament like fairy jade.
Suddenly, Zhu Minglang thought of Yongcheng. The moment he stepped into Yongcheng, what he saw when he looked up was such a fascinating statue... Ahem, the place where the dream began.
Coincidentally, in the city of Xuantian, countless Liming people are praying for blessings.
Crowds of people gathered around this standing statue, expressing their beliefs in their own unique devout way.
From the female tyrant, to the Valkyrie, to now the most admired Xuannv Tianxian in Xuantian...
Zhu Minglang suddenly felt that Li Yunzi was indeed the most suitable candidate for Cangshen.
Establish order for the people, build their own beliefs, grand ambitions, delicate thoughts, firm beliefs, strong execution, benevolent but not weak, brave and full of wisdom...
Take a look at yourself again, learning the sword has given up halfway.
Raising a dragon lost the dragon.
I don't know how many years, how many reincarnations, maybe it will be nothing in the end.
People and gods, are you really assured that someone like yourself will become a god?
She is unreliable and unreliable from the inside to the outside, and she is not enthusiastic about strength, power, and belief at all. She just wants to live a happy life all day long, and whoever messes with herself will even kill without regard to the consequences!
It's really not expected to be a god!
Zhu Minglang walked with the crowd, feeling the people's love for his wife... Finally, he didn't hear any more poignant love stories about the dungeon. Sure enough, gossip and gossip would be forgotten by people over time.
Following the crowd singing praises, Zhu Minglang couldn't help walking into a hollowed-out willow hall. This is a hollowed-out hall built with a willow tree as beams and pillars. It is filled with the melodious sound of Guqin. At that time, Zhu Minglang could feel a familiar atmosphere, which seemed to be a bit like the piano hall in Beijueling Mountain, the shrine of the mothers of Li Nan sisters.
The sound of the zither floated down from the hollow dome above. No fairy played it, but everyone could hear it. Jingliu exudes aura. Just staring at it, the filth in the heart will be purified.
Standing here, Zhu Minglang is looking up with other people. It can be seen that everyone is very pious. Some old people bring their grandchildren and slowly talk about the favors they have received. In their view, facing the world is irresistible. In times of disaster and suffering, it is already a great kindness for someone to speak out for them.
The sincere gratitude of the people is not mixed with any falsehood. As expected, Li Yunzi is suitable to be the god of heaven. She has always adhered to her philosophy and has not wavered for a hundred years.
A green willow hangs in front of Zhu Minglang's eyes, and Zhu Minglang subconsciously touches it with his hand.
The willow swayed gently, but at the same time the willow branches glowed with a faint luster. The brilliance flowed like that, and gradually spread to the whole clean willow. Unknowingly, the clean willow turned into a crystal clear jade. The bottle, filled with holy dew, is shining brightly!
The radiance is soft but beautiful. On the hollowed-out dome, a beam of unique light and shadow fell, and then I saw a graceful and moving figure in this soft light...