The main temple is the most incredible artifact. Not only can it grow by absorbing the power of cosmic chaos, but it can also steal the original power of other worlds!
Buzz!
Accompanied by the roar of the main temple, Wu Ming seemed to see the cyan phantom world startled slightly, spit out a little purple stars!
"This is the concentration of the power of the world. The momentum caused by distraction is already the limit!"
Wu Ming immediately stopped moving.
The more chaotic the secrets, the greater the benefits that the main temple can obtain. The distracted actions are far from Wu Ming's standard. These are already the limit. If there is more, I am afraid that it will immediately cause the reaction of the whole world. Control and hostility!
The entire phantom world is like a huge safe. This time, with the cooperation of the inner ghost, a gap was opened, allowing Wu Ming to take out a few gold coins.
But the opening is too small, and until the day when the safety door is fully opened, you can't get much.
Even if there is a big movement, it will immediately attract the attention of the original owner!
"These… "
Wu Ming looked at the purple stars and smiled slightly: "Compared to what I got in the world of ghosts and ghosts last time, it's just less than one-thousandth of it. It's a drop in the bucket... There is no such thing as the power of this world." How much is useful, let's invest in distraction!"
Since you want to obtain huge profits, you need to invest in advance, and you must be prepared to lose everything!
"It's just... Isn't distraction a bottleneck problem? The power of the world is the best resource, the best destiny! It is enough to solve all this, and it is still the original power of the phantom world, so there is no need to re-adapt..."
Wu Ming waved his hand.
The purple star was wrapped by the power of Da Luo, broke through the barrier of the phantom world, suddenly flashed, and disappeared completely.
After finishing all this, he just turned around and returned to Wu's Fort.
"Order, take out the great alchemy that my young master refined yesterday, and make a small alchemy feast for my wife and several civil and military officials..."
Wu Ming ordered in a good mood.
In the world of Great Zhou, Wu Zhi has his own to worry about, and he is also distracted from solving the resource problem of the main temple. He reads books every day, grows flowers, occasionally refines some pills that strengthen the foundation, cultivate vitality, and prolong life, and entertain his subordinates. He is not afraid of rumors and changes from the outside world at all, and lives a very comfortable life.
…
The phantom world, on top of a cliff.
Zuo Linling and Hou Yong looked at Wu Ming who had been standing there for a long time, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Master has been waiting for a long time, right?"
Hou Yong whispered, "What are you waiting for?"
"Master has his own reasons, don't ask if you shouldn't ask!"
Zuo Linling rolled her eyes. After Wu Ming led her to find Jia Kongming's laboratory and confirmed that the Book Eater's memory contained the inheritance of ancient fairy arts, she was completely devoted to Wu Ming.
After hearing this, Hou Yong was speechless, and immediately raised his head in a chatty manner, his eyes narrowed suddenly: "This is..."
Zuo Linling raised her head, and saw a flash of light in the sky in the middle of the day, which turned into a purple shooting star, which suddenly pierced the sky and fell.
"Meteor?"
This point of light, unless it happened to stand in their position, would only be covered by the sun, and nothing could be seen at all.
Hou Yong slowly opened his mouth wide, and suddenly looked towards the top of the cliff.
There, Wu Ming opened his hands with a hint of longing in his eyes, as if embracing the world, and was suddenly hit by a purple meteor.
boom!
At this moment, it seems that many things have happened, and it seems that nothing has happened.
Hou Yong and Zuo Linling rubbed their eyes, but found that the cliff was still in good shape, but Wu Ming had already walked down: "Keep going!"
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person seemed to be very different from before.
"Master...you..."
Zuo Linling covered her mouth and looked at Wu Ming's brows in astonishment. There, at some point, there had been a little purple birthmark, like a star.
"Don't ask, don't tell, let's go!"
Wu Ming was in a good mood.
In other words, this is a standard vision. If it is placed in Dazhou, the Qin Tianjian will immediately report that the demon star has fallen into the world or something.
Even though many customs have changed in the ghost world, there are still astrologers.
Wu Ming was also not interested in making such a big battle, so he deliberately chose daytime, otherwise, if it was night, the purple shooting star would be too obvious, and it would be strange not to attract attention immediately!
"As long as it is the power of the world, it is purple! This point... Although it is a drop in the bucket for the main temple, but for me personally, it is too scary..."
With a smile on his lips, he thought silently.
In other words, since it is the power of the world, the source of all energy can naturally be concentrated or diluted. Even in the blue world or even lower worlds, the source of power is also purple.
This original power can continue to be promoted, if it is further diluted, it will become the power of luck, destiny, etc., and so on.
Just like now, Dongfang Shuoming was not even considered a supporting role in the Flame Continent, and his destiny was weak.
In other words, the attention to the origin of the world is very low, almost none.
But it doesn't matter, Wu Ming artificially added a lot to him, and he immediately became lucky, not losing to any Son of Destiny!
"I feel now... better than ever..."
Wu Ming felt his body, the feeling of being extremely energetic and full of confidence, as if the whole world was in his hands, was really intoxicating.
"Anyway... the threshold of the king-level and king-level must not exist...or even..."
He looked at his phantoms.
Apart from the lava tyrant and the ghost star, the blue-eyed evil wolf and the iron-winged golden eagle are all outstanding species. If they want to be promoted to the monarch level in the future, they must find ways to improve their racial status.
The resources involved here are simply terrifying to the extreme.
But now, everything is not a problem.
After all, everything in the world is created by the power of the original source, so what treasure resources can compare with the power of the world itself
"At this time... the biggest benefits that the Continent of Flame can reap, are basically in my hands..."
"The rest... the phantom of the gods has not yet been born, Jun Xuanming must be more careful after this time, and even follow the king-level spirit master at any time, without the slightest chance..."
"Retreat! Find a quiet place, avoid the biggest chaos at the beginning... silently accumulate strength, only when many king-level phantoms are born in the future, and even the army of fire elements appears, it will be my real battlefield!"
Wu Ming looked at the sky and immediately made up his mind.
The benefits are all reaped, and the next step is naturally to live in seclusion and practice hard, study ancient fairy arts, cultivate phantoms, break through the level, and wait quietly for the birth of the phantom of God, a good opportunity to come!
"Well... and these two subordinates, we have to hurry up and train them. They can't really be regarded as running errands. This is too wasteful..."
Hou Yong and Zuo Linling, who were missed by him, suddenly felt chills on their backs, as if something extremely terrifying was about to happen, their scalps were numb, but there was nothing they could do, they just shivered.
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The Continent of Wind, the Star-Moon Empire.
Inside the largest national-level astrology academy, the most outstanding astrologers in the entire empire are gathered on the majestic astrology tower that soars into the sky.
Outside, the imperial army took over all the defenses, the commander-level spirit masters stood guard meticulously, and the aura of the king-level and king-level occasionally leaked.
"Masters, you are all the most outstanding astrologers in this empire. Now that you have been working together for several years, how is the great project of the empire going?"
On the top floor of the Astrology Tower, the door was opened at once, and a king wearing a star crown surrounded by many spirit masters walked in.
"My lord, the movement of the stars is the most serious matter in the world..."
Among the many astrologers, an elderly astrologer who was wearing a blue toga with a thick white beard covering his cheeks and even dragged all the way to the ground spoke slowly.
He seemed to have a very high status here, and when he spoke, the whole audience fell into dead silence.
"The ancient star destiny inspired the empire's first generation of astrologers... The emperor who destroyed everything was never really killed, but was sealed in the nine heavens by the mighty power of the Creator God..."
The old man spoke slowly, he spoke very slowly, but every word was extremely clear: "The power of gods is not a realm that mortals can rashly touch, even though our empire has been preparing for this for a thousand years...Your Majesty, you are really so kind!" Are you ready?"
"I swear by the star destiny of my country, and the belief of the previous kings... I am ready!"
Emperor Xingyue's face was firm, and he clenched his right hand and placed it on his chest: "This is a mission that the emperors of all ages in our country cannot refuse... For this, I have mobilized the elites of the entire empire, the best astrologers, and the strongest spirit masters." , are ready to sacrifice their lives for this at any time!"
"According to the fate of the stars, the seal of the Emperor of Wind will not be fully opened until three years later. At that time, everything will be irreparable. All we can do is to find it before then! Subdue it! Let the power of God , really used by people!"
The old astrologer's cloudy eyes seemed to see through everything, and he looked straight at the emperor: "As you wish, Your Majesty! May the fate of the stars bless you, and prevent the ancient tragedy from happening again!"
"May the fate of the stars be with you!"
The astrologers present saluted one after another.
They all know quite well what kind of disaster will be ushered in if the sealed Emperor of Wind is reborn!
Back then, the furious Emperor of the Wind once destroyed half of the continent! The impact has continued to this day.
But this time, there is no God of Creation to appear as the savior. The only one who can really save people is the human race itself!
Their eyes are firm, and they are even willing to give their lives for this great goal...
"let's start!"
Emperor Xingyue had a hint of excitement on his face, and he spoke sonorously: "The five strongest king-level spirit masters in the empire, as well as Qing and other assistants, finally poured out all the power of the empire and cast the astrology tower as insurance. Definitely be able to defeat the gods!!!”