They are all playing tactics in the prehistoric, so who is going to play tricks here
No matter from which angle he considered it, Li Changshou realized that he absolutely could not go to this chaotic sea in the near future.
If Kunpeng really wants to reveal some information...
Can't you just shout it out in Xuandu City
Kunpeng had been fighting with his senior brother for so long, so he still had the skills to shout out; flying so fast outside the prehistoric world, it was not impossible to save his life.
As long as I set foot in the sea of chaos again, no matter whether I see Kunpeng or not, no matter what information I can get, it will affect my current plan.
According to the practice in his previous life, Li Changshou directly classified Kunpeng's behavior as 'serious fishing'.
Fishing is hard fishing.
Kunpeng was originally a metamorphosis of big fish, but he didn't expect to do such fishing, and he really lost his fish.
To sum up back and forth, in fact, there is only the word [not to go].
Li Changshou waited for another half a day, and he was a little relieved when he found that the teacher didn't send him the word [Go].
Then there is no big problem.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of coming to Xuandu City, Li Changshou reorganized the follow-up plans at various levels. During the process of thinking, he suddenly realized that he had declined Yunxiao's request for 'sharing' before, which might make Yunxiao a little depressed.
After thinking for a while, Li Changshou let out a long sigh in the Hunyuan Jindou.
"What's wrong?"
Yunxiao's voice came as expected, and the fairy in Jindouwai had a bit of concern in his eyes.
"It's nothing, I just feel a little stressed," Li Changshou smiled, burned the scroll in front of him with real fire, got up and looked around, feeling so dazed.
Yun Xiao couldn't help thinking about how to relieve him of the pressure, Li Changshou secretly laughed, pretending to be indifferent, looking tired, and hinting with words, half pushing and half letting go...
Soon, he was lying on his side with his back to Yunxiao, pillowing Yunxiao's slender legs, enjoying the service of the fairy's fingers pressing his head, and squinting his eyes comfortably.
Yunxiao knew that he was deliberately teasing, but he didn't point it out. A little fairy power burst out from his fingertips, helping Li Changshou relieve the fatigue of his body.
In such a situation, Li Changshou is actually handing over his life to Yunxiao.
It seems to be enjoying, but actually bears quite a lot of psychological pressure, not pure happiness...
Well, the happiness of Taibai Xingjun is beyond the imagination of ordinary gods.
Several Taoist masters in the distance caught this scene, and each of them smiled slightly, but Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and sighed softly, glanced at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and quickly looked away.
Obviously they have formed a Taoist couple in secret, but they are not as close as a quasi-Taoist couple in front of people.
The great mage adjusted his breath properly, got up and looked around Xuandu City, and began to use the method of enlightening Taoist soldiers.
He drew strands of mysterious and yellow breath from the Xuanhuang Pagoda, and took Yin and Yang Qi from the Taiji Diagram, then poured some water and sprinkled some soil, took a few rusty weapons, and took the sound of the wind from the sky.
Pinch the formula with both hands, slowly exhale a breath of life, take out a stack of talismans refined by Laojun from his sleeve, and throw it into the colorful cloud in front of him.
Not long after, Taoist soldiers wrapped in yellow scarves jumped out of it, knelt down and saluted the archmage, then turned around and rushed to various places in Xuandu City.
The archmage sighed: "I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover."
"Let's make more preparations," Zhao Gongming got up and glanced at Li Changshou, and said with a smile, "It's rare to come here, so why don't we make a new formation, so that senior brother Xuandu can relax."
Several Taoist immortals were all good, and deliberately avoided Yun Xiao and Li Changshou, and together they were thinking about upgrading the defense formation of Xuandu City.
Over there, Li Changshou closed his eyes and concentrating thoughtfully, and conceived a complex formation for this place.
In fact, we can make some unique responses to the characteristics of the demons;
The original formation structure of Xuandu City is also the idea of the mountain protection formation, but it is a hundred times more complicated than the ordinary fairy gate mountain protection formation.
This can be regarded as his professional field.
…
In the northern part of Central China, near the gathering place of the demon clan, on a fairy mountain shrouded in mist.
Teams of heavenly soldiers and generals came here to set up camp recently, and more than a dozen demon kings who were closer to this place began to toss and turn, sleepless day and night.
This mountain range will be owned by the Heavenly Court from now on, and Yang Jian, the nephew of the Jade Emperor who has risen to fame recently, three generations of disciples of Chanjiao, Taoist Dharma protector, and Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, will temporarily settle down here.
Choosing this place was actually done on purpose by Yang Jian.
First of all, it is not too far from Yuquan Mountain, and with my own foot strength, it only takes half an hour to ride the clouds there;
Secondly, because it is close to the Yaozu area, Yang Jian does not want to stop on his path of practice, and will use the Yaozu land as his whetstone later.
The battle at Xitianmen and the commotion in Lingshan made Yang Jian realize a fact.
In the prehistoric world, he was just a disciple of three generations of Taoist sect.
The slap that Taibai Jinxing took lightly, the coercion that was swept away invisible in Lingshan...
The gap is quite huge.
But Yang Jian didn't get depressed because of this, on the contrary, he increased his fighting spirit.
After all, he has only practiced for more than a hundred years, and he has practiced for hundreds of years. At the age of today's Taibai Jinxing, he might not be able to fight with today's Taibai Jinxing.
'The First World War...'
Immortal Artifact Attic, in the study near the mountain.
Yang Jian sat on the window sill, arched his left leg, and hung his right leg outside the window sill, looking at the treasure bag in his hand that was sealed up layer by layer.
Taibai Jinxing What does this mean
He was actually very curious about the contents of this treasure bag, but after thinking about it, he still restrained his desire to explore it.
Yang Jian recalled his own practice path, and now he seemed to be able to find the shadow of Taibai Jinxing everywhere.
Many times, guests who appear in Yuquan Mountain;
The master obviously doesn't practice eight or nine profound kung fu, but he can always give me layer after layer of deeper and deeper insights;
And when I go out to practice, I always encounter dangers and opportunities one after another.
He can often experience stories that a normal qi refiner can only encounter in a thousand years, and he can experience them once in ten or decades, which gives him more insights and allows him to stride forward on the road of cultivation without restraint.
It seems that Taibai Jinxing opened a big hand, and she never jumped out of his palm.
That feeling of powerlessness and suffocation caused Yang Jian to lose his balance several times, and even impulsively wanted to go to Lingshan to smash the saint dojo to destroy himself.
It's just that under the impulsiveness at that time, I forgot that Lingshan is now trying to make friends with Chanjiao, and thus has become a knife for the Heavenly Court to divide the Saints.
A ring within a ring, layer after layer.
It seems that these layers of calculations have condensed into a few big characters:
'Welcome to the prehistoric era. '
However, because of the treasure bag in his hand, Yang Jian felt that everything Taibai Jinxing did to him seemed to have deep meaning.
Especially that sentence...
[When you feel like you are in this situation again.]
It seemed that while Taibai Jinxing was manipulating him, he was also exploring something, verifying something, and reminding him of something by the way.
Up to now, Yang Jian felt that he was suffering from some kind of heart disease, and began to think about the deep meaning behind these details.
Even, Yang Jian began to suspect that the resentment and emotions he had before were all calculated by that guy who likes to pretend to be an old fairy.
Terrible minister of heaven.
Yang Jian put away the treasure bag close to his body, looked at the distant mountains, and thought about the future.
He was actually a little confused.
'I seem to be living for other things all the time. '
My father has entered reincarnation, my mother has been received by my side, and my master has not been too deeply involved in my own karma. Everything is a good ending.
The breeze lingered, bringing laughter from other rooms in the attic. Xiaochan was discussing with her mother about cutting fabrics for new clothes.
In the distance, there seems to be a celestial soldier talking about interesting things in the heavenly court, and there is also a celestial general holding a bronze mirror to keep looking at it...
Yang Jian couldn't help chuckling to himself, these days, every big man cares so much about his own appearance.
Um
There seems to be something in the bronze mirror.
Yang Jian's celestial sense visited and saw a fairy dancing with a sword in the bronze mirror.
This should be a pair of lovers.
At this moment, the bronze mirror vibrated, and a cyan light shot out from the upper left corner, and a line of large characters was written on it:
'The recorder of the general's attention has started the live broadcast. '
Tianjiang's eyes lit up, and he quickly slid on the bronze mirror a few times. The mirror surface of the bronze mirror vibrated, and there was a brisk sound of gongs and drums, showing the Taotao River beside the Tianhe River.
Yang Jian couldn't help feeling a little interested, and watched carefully:
A figure in bright silver armor popped out of the screen, and gestured towards the outside of the bronze mirror.
"Recorder of the Heavenly Court, Bian Zhuang, deputy commander of the Tianhe Navy, you are polite!
Not much nonsense, today I will give you a classic piece of banyan clapper, let's get the music going! "
As soon as the screen turned, a few meters away, several musicians played by heavenly soldiers began to perform crazily, and the real music came from a few female fairies farther away.
Along with the rhythmic drumming, Bian Zhuang grabbed a nine-toothed rake and started a solo show.
"The water of the Tianhe River is rippling, and Ben will sing!
The Tianhe water army sticks, and the demons are brought down in the water! "
What's this
Yang Jian's forehead was covered with black lines, and he snorted slightly, expressing his disinterest in such superficial content.
With a critical gaze, Yang Jian used his immortal sense to look at it for a while, and before he knew it... a few hours passed.
As the sun set to the west, the picture of the bronze mirror came to an abrupt end, and the celestial general frowned and muttered:
"Why is the spiritual power exhausted again? This place is too far away from the heavenly court. Although Lord Xingjun allowed the bronze mirror to be taken out of the heavenly court, the spirit stone was also consumed too much.
Alas, it's really troublesome, there is no way to operate the ban when it is full of spiritual power. "
During the speech, he took out a spirit stone, put it behind the bronze mirror, and lit up several red and green gemstones on the north side of the bronze mirror.
Lord Taibai Xing
Yang Jian couldn't help feeling interested.
He is not a man of coddling, he jumped out of the window, drove the cloud to Tian Jiang's side, and asked about the bronze mirror.
When Yang Jian heard about it, it was widely circulated in the heavenly court, and every time there was a major event in the heavenly court, the recorder of the heavenly court would broadcast it in real time.
On weekdays, these celestial court recorders will also do some tricks. The most popular one is Bian Zhuang, the deputy commander of the Tianhe Navy, who is funny, and the second is Xuanya, the heavenly court goddess of war and classification...
Yang Jian wondered: "Can the battle be broadcast with the bronze mirror?"
"Yes, yes," General Tiantian nodded and smiled, took out a spare old bronze mirror in his sleeve, and demonstrated it.
It's a pity that the goddess of war in heaven has not been very active recently, and there has been no traffic in the battle category.
Yang Jian quickly understood this thing, and asked again: "How did the court recorder do it that day?"
"You only need to go to the Tongming Temple to report this, and you can get a special bronze mirror that can shoot such a scene, and you can live broadcast it in real time with your fairy power..."
The general thought of something that day, and immediately said: "If you are interested, I will return to the Heavenly Court to help you apply.
On behalf of the wooden bus, everything about you should be kept simple and convenient. "
Yang Jian coughed and said, "I'm just curious... Please trouble the general."
"It's easy to say, easy to say, just wait!"
This day will rub his big hands, turn around and jump on the cloud head, and rush back to the heaven.
So, half a day later, in the fairy treasure attic, Yang Jian looked at the three bronze mirrors, big and small, curious.
Putting down the bronze mirror, he picked up the booklet with five large characters written vertically on the side cover, opened it curiously, and saw the subtitle inside.
"Written by Taibai Jinxing - Positive Guidance of Quality Content"
Opening the second page, the first sentence caught Yang Jian's attention.
'Are you still confused and don't know what content to show to other gods? Do you want to know, what kind of form do you want to see...'
Gradually, Yang Jian read the scroll carefully, immersed in it, and soon showed a faint smile.
interesting.
There is nothing to do left and right, but you can try such a novel thing. In this bronze mirror, there are hundreds of gods and gods live broadcasting in a day, and no one will pay attention to me...
What should I do
After all, there is something that others cannot do.
Yang Jian sat in front of the table and fell into deep thought. Soon his eyes lit up, and he put on two bronze mirrors and disappeared.
Three days later, there was a small live broadcast connection in Tianting, and when you open it, you can see a figure rushing back and forth amidst the demonic aura, fighting bloody battles.
The Bronze Mirror live broadcast has just been launched for less than half an hour, and it has attracted a large number of immortals to watch.
"Isn't this Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch?"
"Zhenjun started the live broadcast?"
"It's really heroic! Quick, tell the sisters."
An hour later, Yang Jian stood in front of the monster corpses all over the ground, holding a three-pointed double-edged gun, and wisps of golden light came from these karmic monsters and surrounded him everywhere.
At this time, Yang Jian was embarrassed to look at the bronze mirror floating behind him, but turned his head slightly, turned his face sideways, and closed the bronze mirror.
The fairies of the Heavenly Court expressed that they were so handsome, and many heavenly generals were excited to see it, and the reputation of the True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao was instantly recognizable.
Half a month later, Yang Jian found another place where karmic demons gathered, opened the bronze mirror and rushed up...
After going back and forth, he also found the doorway here, and knew that he had to interact with the bronze mirror. After exorcising the demon, he had to say one or two specious words, and before exterminating the demon, he had to say where he was going to build momentum in advance.
"Everyone, get rid of demons and seal the demon mountain today!
A few days ago, the demon king of this place slaughtered mortal villages and towns in the southeast of Central China, devouring the souls of mortals, and his whereabouts were spotted with the eyes of the sky!
Today, Pindao will destroy all the twelve demon kings here! "
"Everyone, sweep away the nameless barren hills here today!
I traced the traces of an ancient monster before, and I finally found it today. I should walk with a gun and have no scruples! "
"Everyone, today we are going to Meishan, there are many monsters here..."
"There is actually a tribe here, and there are many men with true temperaments in it. The world is witnessing, and everyone can help to be a witness. Today, I, Yang Jian, have become friends with the six friends of Meishan!"
"Recently, the monster clan has been hiding, and the big monster has disappeared. Today, let's walk the dog and hunt.
Xiaotiangou, you and I might as well spar for a while, otherwise punching and kicking will always be difficult. "
The little white dog, which had grown to two feet high, whined twice, then immediately lay down and covered its eyes, pretending to be dead.
…
Let's say that when Li Changshou went to Xuandu City, he really helped Xuandu City design a complex defensive formation, and transferred many treasures from Heavenly Court, Dragon Palace, and Immortal League.
Two years passed in a blink of an eye, and Li Changshou was worried about the situation in the Heavenly Court, so he deliberately went back to the vortex from Xuandu City to the interior of Heaven and Earth.
——In this way, it is more convenient to contact your own Paper Dolls.
He patrolled Wubuzhou for a while, and then returned to the heavenly court. Seeing that Mu'an was stable and everything was peaceful, he was going to urge Ling'e to practice.
However, he scanned through his immortal sense and found that there are many heavenly soldiers and female immortals who are not on duty in various parts of the heavenly court, gathering together to look at the bronze mirrors.
Is this something big
Li Changshou Zhi Taoist appeared in the depths of the White House, opened the bronze mirror, glanced at the "channel with the most viewers" at this time, saw the title, and was really stunned for a moment.
[Fantasy alliance · Bian Zhuang, deputy commander of the Tianhe Navy, and Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun surprise the North Dushan, the center of the demon clan!]
No, no way...
The corner of Li Changshou's mouth was twitching crazily, and he opened the line of characters carefully, and there was a brisk drumbeat, and Bian Zhuang was chanting the words that forcibly rhymed;
In the distance, there is a demonic aura all over the sky, a figure is constantly charging and killing, and dozens of big monsters can't lift their heads.
"Today, desire is higher than the sky!
I, Beidushan roar!
Look, Qingyuan has a wonderful way!
kill! A thousand enemies are at ease!
The army of the monster clan is not too many, so what about the ancient monster
As long as you have a lot of karma, three points and two blades will kill you..."
With a trembling hand, Li Changshou opened the recording area in the big bronze mirror, saw the 'follow' function he had just launched before, and the background statistics. After finding the second-ranked Yang Jian's exclusive bronze mirror mark, the long number …
Shocking, frightening.
Li Changshou couldn't help opening his mouth, his mind stopped thinking for a while, and then he sat there paralyzed, with black lines all over his forehead, and Xiaobai Yuanshen came out of his mouth.
real!
He used so many resources and a hundred years of hard work to train a heaven recorder
What about Gao Leng Faner
Yang Jian, your arrogance, no, where is your pride? It's not appropriate to play a good heavenly military god, what kind of entertainment are you doing!
It's almost dead.
At the same time, in a bustling city of the Shang tribe in Nanfangbuzhou, a girl who was sitting on a swing and holding a bronze mirror couldn't help but smile a little while watching the bustling scene in the picture.
"Heaven, it seems to be much more fun than the mortal world."
In the depths of the chaotic sea, somewhere is the place where chaos gathers.
In the sea of chaos, one cannot feel the passage of time obviously, and the speed of the passage of time depends entirely on one's own feeling.
At this moment, Kunpeng felt that a long time had passed, but the mark he left in the 'old place' was still not triggered.
'Why is this son so dawdling? Can you really hold back and explore in the chaotic sea? '
The demon master Kunpeng squinted his slender fish eyes, and looked inside at the brand mark on his soul.
That damn bastard!
'After finishing your branding, Pindao will definitely tear your fellow countrymen to pieces! Damn! '
The huge body erupted and rolled, and the rolling path fluctuated, and a little breath appeared in the chaotic sea.
On the road of transforming prehistoric beasts into chaotic beasts, Demon Master Kunpeng is obviously at the forefront of the entire prehistoric beasts.