Diyin Mountain has been a genius since ancient times.
The Xiandishi is already a stunning person. He cuts off the source of the spirit and knows the veins. When he was eighteen years old, he had already drawn the dragon veins of the Shenqi Palace, and he had concluded that Shenqi would produce an unprecedented person. The successor of the person.
At that time, the Xiandi teacher assisted the Xianhuang as the emperor, made great contributions to Shenqi, and once led Shenqi through a catastrophe.
If there was no Xiandishi, Shenqi might have suffered severe damage in that year.
However, the little uncle of Emperor Xiandi was another special shocking talent of Diyin Mountain.
Mo Wuqing, it is said that he was born with profound knowledge. When he could speak at the age of one, he would tell when the aura of Diyin Mountain would be exhausted, and if no one taught him, he would have the most complete method of heaven calculation.
It's just that no one believed him at that time. Even if he was a small child, he could speak so clearly, and he could point out the direction of the east, west, north and south, the source of the spiritual soul, and the death of a person, even if his appearance was peerless and shocking. People, they all think he is a little weird.
Believe him, but don't believe him.
Love him, but also a little afraid of him.
I think he knows too much, and I am afraid that he is a little gibberish.
He felt that he was unparalleled in the world, and wondered if he was an evildoer.
The first emperor had to call him the little uncle, and when the royal family and the world mentioned him, they all called out the little uncle.
It’s just that the little uncle became more and more silent when he was frightened by the world. For a while, the Emperor Xiandi took him down the Diyin Mountain to the imperial city, hoping that he could get close to the worldly people, make friends, and make him feel better. This kind of alienation, indifference and inability to communicate well with the world dissipated a little bit.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Wuqing stepped down the mountain and stepped into the imperial city, his face changed drastically, saying that he had seen the dark clouds over the imperial city, lifeless, and God Qi was about to perish.
In this case, the people of the entire imperial city were all discolored at that time.
But at that time, Shenqi's imperial city was clearly full of spiritual energy, with the fragrance of birds and flowers everywhere, and the soft fragrance floating everywhere, and it was thriving.
Even Master Xiandi calculated it and felt that the glory of the enlightenment would continue.
As a result, everyone in the world said that little uncle Mo Wuqing was only afraid of being a ghost messenger, and his eyes were full of bad luck, only that what he said was not the future, but a curse.
Everyone was far away from Mo Wuqing, and they couldn't help but fear when they saw him, and wanted to stay away.
Everyone felt that he could no longer return to Diyin Mountain, lest he pollute such a sacred place, and finally there would be no saints and geniuses in Diyin Mountain.
They were all thinking about finding him a place far away from the world, and sending him to the old lonely place alone.
At this moment, the little princess first saw Mo Wuqing.
It was a cloudy day.
Seeing the cold rain is about to fall.
The little princess came out of her bedroom secretly by herself, and no one followed her. She saw him in the corner of the garden where Mo Wuqing lived.
She saw him sitting cross-legged under a tree, looking up at the sky, pinching his fingers, there was a star-like light on his fingertips, shining silvery white.
She immediately ran over, stood in front of him, looking at him with wide eyes, "Are you the little uncle of Diyin Mountain?"
That was the first person to speak to him in a long time.
Still a little girl.
She is so beautiful that she can even compare to him.
Mo Wuqing lowered his eyes and looked at the sky operator array he had just laid down under her feet.
"You stepped on my game today." He said slowly.
The little princess looked down at her feet, and she really didn't know what to use to draw a very complicated figure, red as blood.
If it’s someone else, at this moment, I’m afraid that my face will change sharply and jump away. They are all afraid that they will be cursed by accident, or be infected with him, or he will see through their fate. .
But the little princess took a look, and she was still sitting cross-legged on this pattern. She sat so close, her knees against his knees.
She grinned, there seemed to be stars in her eyes, "Anyway, I'm stepping on it, little uncle, just do the calculations for me. They all said, you can kill people. They also said, I was born with my destiny. If my destiny is broken, does that mean breaking my destiny? Do you think it’s fun? Let’s play."