"Gaitian King Xu Zongwu? The leader of the world's forty beacons, the number one anti-king in Tianzi, luck and strength are essential to conquer the ten levels, and it must be an evil star, but I don't know what it should be." What fate?"
With Xu Zongwu's invitation, the original banquet naturally couldn't be held.
On the surface, Wu Ming went to the banquet with Han Hulin and the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus, but he thought silently in his heart: "Anyway, it is impossible to be like Han Hulin. There is only one evil star, and it must be the existence of the star's true destiny. The most likely is the three Great killing star, no! I'm afraid the killing star is not enough, is it another 'shapolang' fate?"
Seven kills are the thieves who disturb the world! Break the army and become the general of the world! Tanlang is a treacherous and treacherous person! This is the first of all evil stars, known as the three major killing stars! Once merged, the world will change hands, irreversible!
In troubled times, the most likely stars to fall are these three.
"One Eyebrow King is here!"
All the way to the main tent, accompanied by the sergeant shouting, Wu Ming and others strolled in, even though they were prepared, Wu Ming was slightly surprised.
Starlight!
Luck!
Countless brilliant rays of light criss-crossed in the entire big tent, evolving into an endless atmosphere, brilliant and brilliant, and all carrying a strong evil spirit!
"Good guy! There are at least a dozen stars with true life, the other stars with sub-life, and more than a hundred people who manifest their own star. As for those who have a trace of starlight around their bodies, it is impossible to estimate... Human nature really gathers the most luck, so many Those who have a large number of people are gathered together now!"
With the eyes of the sky, Wu Ming is also quite familiar with this kind of star-fate, knowing that it can be roughly classified as starlight around the body, manifesting the original life, star sub-life, and even the highest level of star life.
This kind of star destiny is not doomed from the beginning, but only a threshold and qualification for entry, which can be ups and downs in the future.
Just like Wu Tiehu, Wu Ming's servant, at first he only had a ray of starlight around his body, but later he was cultivated by Wu Ming, and now he is under the command of Wu Zhi, in charge of a guard of 500 people, a seventh-rank military position! Immediately, it reached the point of showing its original life, and it was still steadily moving towards the sub-life of the stars.
It's just that even if Wu Tiehu at this time is placed in the current camp, he is no more than middle-class!
In Wu Ming's field of vision, the entire camp is full of starlight and luck gathering, combining with evil spirit and military spirit to form their own atmosphere, brilliant and brilliant, but there is a strong sense of disaster around them.
'Poor people who are full of numbers in the hall will have to go through a murder! '
Wu Ming watched the last madness silently, but didn't point it out directly.
After all, he was free and unrestrained, and he was not in the anti-king camp, so there was no need to do so. Moreover, it was almost God's will that the Forty Routes of Beacon Smoke fell, and the blood sacrifice broke the dragon veins of the Great Merchants! If you intervene rashly, there will be divine punishment!
Wu Ming would only do this if he had a sick head for a bunch of unknown anti-kings who had nothing to do with murder.
'But this person is still respectful to me, there should be a chance! '
Glancing at Han Hulin next to him again, Wu Ming nodded inwardly.
"Haha... Brother Han is here! Please take a seat!"
Xu Zongwu, who was above the main seat, spoke.
"Thank you Brother Xu!"
Han Hulin clasped his hands, and went to sit down on the seat on the right, which was a little behind. Beauty, opened a jar of old cellar, the aroma of wine was tangy.
Behind Han Hulin, there were a few small seats. Wu Ming and Our Lady of the Red Lotus sat there too. Seeing that the dishes were quite extravagant and delicious, the Virgin of the Red Lotus showed a slight satisfaction on her face, and Wu Ming shook his head secretly.
"Brother came late, three glasses of wine!"
After Han Hulin took his seat, his face was full of red, and he had a bold manner. He directly shook the wine glass, picked up the big bowl, and immediately drank three bowls in a row.
"Haha! Brother Han is really happy!"
With this gesture, Xu Zongwu just laughed out loud, as if quite satisfied.
And taking the opportunity of toasting, Wu Ming also secretly glanced at Xu Zongwu.
To his surprise, this Xu Zongwu is not only not a savage warrior, but rather handsome. He is only in his thirties, and he is full of heroism, which is heart-wrenching.
Looking at it with the eyes of the sky, Wu Ming was even more excited. He quickly used his sleeve to cover his face by drinking to cover up the shock on his face.
'Are you kidding me? '
But in his heart, Wu Ming still couldn't believe it: "It's not Seven Kills! It's not Po Jun! It's not Greedy Wolf! It's not any other messy evil stars! It's Wenqu and Wuqu!"
Civil and military are on the same wall!
This Xu Zongwu's fate is a combination of Wenqu's true destiny and Wuqu's true destiny. It can be called both civil and military, unparalleled in the world!
"It's just that such a person, who is either a pillar of the court or a future founding general, who is proficient in literary and martial arts, who can lead troops on horseback and calm the people when he is on horseback, how did he get into the anti-king pile?"
Wu Ming swept away again. At this time, the forty anti-kings were all seated, and he was even more surprised: "Where did the true fate of the three big killers go?"
Seven kills, broken army, greedy wolf!
Wu Ming originally thought that not all of these three Xingjun were among the bandits, but there should be at least one or two of them, but at this time there was no trace of them at all.
In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little hesitant, and even a little self-deprecating: "With the supernatural powers of hope, everything will be invincible, but at this time, it is easy to be confused by the number of days... Seeing this scene, no matter who is a cultivator, I am afraid that "God's will is unpredictable." ' Feeling uneasy?"
The leader of the Forty Routes of Beacon, Xu Zongwu, the leader of the anti-king, turned out to be both civil and military, with the same fate! This is simply a big joke! And the taste contained in it is enough to make any ascetic tremble in his heart.
'Wen Qu Xing and Wu Qu Xing should have assisted the Mandate of Heaven according to the principle. If they were not in the Shang Dynasty, they should be under the command of King Wu. Why did they come here? '
Wu Ming couldn't figure it out: "Could it be... the destiny of the Shang Dynasty has already been transferred? But even so, it should be Wu Wang Ji Yi who benefits..."
Sacrifice to the Twelve Gold Men is to offend the heavens. It is not impossible for some situations to arise. It is just that people with the same fate in Wenqu and Wuqu should have assisted the new dynasty. They are extremely rich, but now they come here. It's astonishing to let a high-ranking official not do it, but to fall into the grass and become a bandit.
"I heard that there is a capable man under Brother Han's command, named Sanmao Zhenjun, who is the fruit of human immortality. He even fought against an earth immortal and retreated completely. I wonder if I could invite you to see him?"
Xu Zongwu was talking at this moment.
"The poor way picks the stars, I have met the king!"
In an instant, all the eyes in the hall were focused, Wu Ming had no choice but to stand up, come to the center of the hall, and pay respects to the head.
"no!"
Xu Zongwu seemed very happy: "With the help of the Taoist priest, why should we worry about the big things? Haha...give me wine!"
Wu Ming thanked him, returned to his seat, and immediately caught several suspicious eyes.
"Reincarnation!"
This time the mission of the main temple was weird, and there were thirty reincarnations who were thrown in, most of them were in the anti-king camp, and naturally there were a few who got the qualifications to be seated.
Only they would be particularly surprised and curious about Wu Ming's appearance.
"how?"
Behind Xu Zongwu, a slightly sinister man asked a woman next to him.
"The anti-king meeting, there are only a few records in the history books, and the generals with real power will make a big record, and the others are just mentioned, especially this kind of people in the practice world, I am afraid that only the secret records of various schools have records. ... I don't know if there is such a Sanmao Zhenjun... "
The woman spoke softly, but only the man could hear her words.
"Human Immortal Dao Fruit, True Monarch rank! Even though I, Song Jin, have not obtained it yet, is there such a person among the reincarnations this time?"
The evil man Song Jin hissed, the faint taste of madness and bloodthirsty made the woman take a few steps back: "Song Jin, don't go crazy! Although there is no record in the history, I have seen the Xinghe Sword School. Sect Master Luo Song knows that Sanmao Zhenjun is a member of Maoshan Dao, he is the reincarnation of an elder, he is unlikely to be a reincarnation, and he is our friend rather than our enemy!"
Even a reincarnator would not want to face a celestial master who can call wind and rain.
"Zhiyu? What do you think?"
In the banquet below, there were also two inconspicuous tables talking in low voices.
"Brother Zizai, I practice the Esoteric Buddhism "Tibetan Wisdom Induction Sutra", and I can distinguish it a little. That person doesn't look like a reincarnation to me, but it seems to be somewhat different from the natives. In short, it's not easy to mess with, just be careful! "
"Forget it!"
The young man named Zizai smiled proudly: "A strong man in history naturally has an extraordinary side, but if he provokes me, he will naturally want him to try my spear!"
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"Well, two waves of reincarnation!"
At the beginning of the banquet, there were beauties performing dances, the wine was hot, and the atmosphere was quite good.
Wu Ming seemed to be drinking and eating, and occasionally watched beauties singing and dancing, but in fact, he had a panoramic view of everything in the entire tent.
"There are many masters at the fourth level, but unfortunately there is no one at the fifth level. The strongest one should be Xu Zongwu himself! After all, Wu Qu is really destined, at least he is also a martial saint!"
"As for the two waves of reincarnation, one wave is under Xu Zongwu's command. It seems to be a cultivating evil method with a third level. The other wave has memorized the banner. Go back and ask again. A real soldier is nothing... "
If there is a crowd, the one Wu Ming is most afraid of is Xu Zongwu himself.
The life of Wenqu and Wuqu is in the body, and the flesh is sanctified! And with the blessing of star power, I am afraid that even Taoist Yuqing, who has just been promoted to Earth Immortal, can't take it.
Even, Wu Ming has no doubt that the other party has practiced the secret art of the military family. When he leads the troops to fight, he can display his supernatural powers and borrow the army's evil spirit. Immortals must temporarily avoid the edge!
"Such a powerful force has been directly defeated in history, and the speed is even more shocking!"
There was a smile in the corner of Wu Ming's eyes: "It seems that the inside story is deep..."