Great Talisman Seal Script Master

The world is bright and dazzling.

Even in the eyes of a god, the world is filled with death energy, the avenue is exhausted, the spiritual energy is shrinking, and it is about to fall into eternal silence.

But for all living beings in this world, they still live in hope every day.

Just like Wang Xiaohu's mother, although she is strict, she hopes that her son will be better when he grows up.

Even if the world does not have a poem like "A young man does not work hard and an old man will be sad", people's perception is the same.

The trumpet Wang Xiaohu created by the Northern God of the Pantheon trapped himself.

Due to the rules, he could not make any move to resist when facing his mother.

Of course, you can also run away from home.

With these little arms and legs, even though he had no supernatural power, he couldn't use it. He was so hungry that he wouldn't die of hunger, but any kid taller than him could easily knock him down.

So, today he was beaten again.

The reason is also very simple. The school gangster who is one grade above him feels that Wang Xiaohu is getting too cool every day.

So I was stuck in traffic on the way home from school.

"I heard you're pretty cool?" The twelve- or thirteen-year-old kid, dressed in a sloppy manner, deliberately looked askance at Wang Xiaohu.

"Not awesome." Wang Xiaohu raised his head and glanced impatiently at the kid in front of him and several other kids following him.

My heart was filled with boredom to the extreme.

What the hell is this called?

Bang.

The twelve or thirteen year old kid punched Wang Xiaohu in the nose.

That sour feeling made Wang Xiaohu burst into tears on the spot.

It hurts so much!

Nosebleeds flowed out instantly.

If the person standing here was the Great God of the North, this little kid of twelve or thirteen years old would probably turn into a scumbag in an instant.

It's a pity that the one here is just a little kid named Wang Xiaohu.

Before a small size grows up, especially when no one knows that you have a large size, it has no human rights.

"Have you beaten enough?" Wang Xiaohu looked at the person opposite and asked.

Snapped!

Another slap hit Wang Xiaohu’s face.

Another teenage brat.

The 12 or 13-year-old kid in the lead laughed in a childish voice: "He asked me if I had beaten him enough? Oh, this makes you so awesome. Beat him, beat him hard! I won't beat his mother today." Even if I can’t recognize him, I lose!”

Several children immediately surrounded him and knocked Wang Xiaohu to the ground in a few moments.

A fierce kick.

Ordinarily, it wouldn't be so miserable. Even if you can't use divine power, you should still be able to do some kung fu, right?

Unfortunately, under the constraints of his own rules, the suppression of his age and physique, he was overthrown before he could react.

The bursts of pain in his body were far less intense than the rage in his heart.

Wang Xiaohu returned home in a panic.

No one is home.

My mother takes the baby out for a walk. As a "sensible" child, he can already take care of himself.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face and looked at the panda eyes in the mirror. Wang Xiaohu's eyes were burning with fire.

Of course, he still ignored Wenjun who was thrown into the box.

If you say that sealing her like this will last ten years, one less day, one less minute, one less second will not count as ten years!

Wang Xiaohu started exercising.

You have to stick to the rules you have made yourself.

The places where cultivation resources are buried are not in the city.

According to the idea of ​​the Great God of the North, there was no need to pay attention to this trumpet at all when there were still hundreds of years to live.

Just let him grow on his own.

Over hundreds of years, following the planned path, step by step, everything has grown.

Then the main soul in the temple entered the grown-up Wang Xiaohu.

Instant awakening!

You can once again grow into a supreme being.

Then there are more opportunities waiting in his other territories.

Once he has visited all the places, he will return to the Pantheon.

The great god is back!

It's a pity that such a major change occurred in the meantime.

He had to do this in advance.

A super old soul with a supreme existence entered the body of a child like Wang Xiaohu and was restricted by the rules of this world, unable to do anything at all.

This kind of depression is like locking a person at home and not being allowed to leave the house for a month.

Wang Xiaohu This is not even a month, it may be many years.

So, it’s all this woman’s fault!

Wang Xiaohu stared at the quiet little cardboard box and took a deep breath.

He really wanted to take this woman out and give her a good beating.

But after thinking about it I gave up!

The first one was unable to move her, and the second one said that she would be imprisoned for ten years.

So, I endure it!

In the next week, Wang Xiaohu was not beaten again.

Because his mother is mad.

That day, Wang Xiaohu's mother held his younger brother in one hand and pulled him reluctantly with the other, and rushed directly into the principal's office and cursed angrily.

Those cool little gangsters were all invited by their parents, and each took them home to eat a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots. Although they were more determined to beat Wang Xiaohu in their hearts, at least for a short period of time, they did not dare to blindly It's noisy.

How should I put it, Wang Xiaohu, an old soul, was not moved in any way.

He just found it boring.

It's okay to throw a trumpet in to understand this worldly fireworks, but asking him to go through it all over again is really not that interesting.

One month after that incident.

Maybe the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.

Wang Xiaohu was beaten again.

Only this time, he also defeated the other two little brats.

And he was very ruthless!

Throughout the ages, countless gods and powerful men from all walks of life have died in his hands. Killing a living being may have some kind of moral judgment for mortals, but for him... there is no psychological burden at all.

He just didn't want to be thought of as a monster and cause himself so much trouble before he grew up.

Wang Xiaohu is a tough guy!

His fame quickly spread in the area.

Almost every kid knows about his existence.

Because even though he didn't kill them that day, he still beat those two little brats badly.

That kind of cruelty is completely unlike what a child should have.

It frightened the two little kids, and also frightened the parents behind the little kids.

So this time, his mother was also invited.

The normal process is to argue a bit and then apologize to others.

After all, how much hatred can there be in children fighting?

Beating someone so hard, almost becoming a cripple, it's really just that little bit worse. So it is normal to apologize to the other parent.

But Wang Xiaohu's wife challenged the crowd with great strength and silenced a group of people.

When Wang Xiaohu returned home, he still couldn't help but feel a numb scalp with excitement.

He seemed to be talking to himself or to the box——

"My soul is as solid as a rock."

"I'm not a person who can be moved by the mundane world."

"But when I saw that frail woman arguing alone with a group of people, I felt the urge to cry."

"I have always stood up for others, no matter what. No one has ever stood up for me."

"I have never seen this kind of world."

"I'm a little annoyed."

After that time, Wang Xiaohu's academic performance began to improve by leaps and bounds, and he was never scolded by his mother again.

Because after that fight, he became famous, and no one would bother him anymore.

So in the next few years, Wang Xiaohu lived smoothly.

The habit of talking to the box seems to have been developed since childhood.

Sometimes it takes a few days, sometimes it takes a week or two, and the longest time was during the summer vacation. Wang Xiaohu traveled with his parents and his six or seven-year-old brother for more than a month.

When he came back, Wang Xiaohu, who had grown into a teenager, sat in front of his desk and said to the paper box: "I don't know why, I suddenly want to... give up."

He reached out and grabbed the cardboard box.

Inside the carton, the tiny figure, which was more than an inch tall and looked like a doll, was already covered with dust.

Wang Xiaohu thought for a while, sighed, formed a seal with his hands, and used a burst of divine power to unlock the seal on Wenjun.

This time it wasn't the speaking seal, but all of them.

Even her connection to the pantheon of gods!

After the seal was released, Wenjun didn't show any strange expression, because over the years, she had watched the little boy of the great northern god grow up and grow.

"I have a way to make myself forget my other identity." Wang Xiaohu looked at Wenjun seriously, "From now on, I will have nothing to do with that person."

"You should not be affected to this extent by a mortal identity." Wenjun looked at him and said.

"It has no impact, not at all. It's just me, I suddenly felt a little tired." Wang Xiaohu smiled as if he was self-deprecating: "Look, my current academic performance should be considered the best in the world, right?"

Wenjun glanced at him speechlessly.

An old soul that has lived for eternity has endless divine power and super powerful computing power. Let alone the best in the world, there is nothing wrong with you saying that it is the best in the universe.

"If I go on step by step, I can give my family the best life! I don't need to use any other means, just follow the rules of this world, and I can do it. I can be a top scientist if I want to, and I want to be the best. Musicians, painters, calligraphers... no problem."

"You are originally the master of this world. Do these things mean anything to you?" Wenjun looked at him.

"It didn't happen in the past, but it does now." Wang Xiaohu, who has grown into a handsome young man, sighed softly: "Perhaps, even I didn't expect that the situation I set up would evolve into what it is today. So, the gods What kind of?"

He looked at the silent Wenjun and laughed at himself: "The gods are actually nothing, they are just more powerful intelligent beings. You were right back then, the gods... have no reason to be so superior."

"Well, I broke my promise when I said I would imprison you for ten years. I only imprisoned you for seven or eight years and then released you. But your gains should be no less than mine. So I won't apologize to you, of course. You don’t have to thank me.”

Wang Xiaohu looked at the king and said, "Let's go, we'll never see each other again!"

"This world?" Wenjun looked at Wang Xiaohu.

"I will tell you about the other large territories, and I know you will manage them well." Wang Xiaohu smiled: "As for this... let's just leave it as it is, don't change it, I quite like it."

Wenjun was silent for a moment and said: "Although this world is exhausted and spiritual energy is withered, it is a self-contained independent world that goes around and around again and again. But are you sure you want to claim your own memory and be involved in endless reincarnation like this?"

"It's not self-proclaimed, it's a complete cleansing!" Wang Xiaohu looked at Wenjun and said: "From now on, I will be Wang Xiaohu and have nothing to do with the Great God of the North. When I pass it on to you, it actually happens to be a complete reincarnation. It's ridiculous to me. I couldn't see it away before, but I still wanted to struggle. In fact, even if I struggled hard, the future was already determined. It took me seven or eight years to fully understand, well... it's not too late."

"Okay, if... you think I am turning back like a prodigal son, and you feel a little emotional in your heart, then after everything is settled in the future, think of me one day and give me some enlightenment."

Wang Xiaohu smiled and said: "Maybe, I happened to be a scientist at that time, and you can enlighten me casually and give me the ability to split the planet."

As he said this, he couldn't help laughing.

Wenjun also smiled and bowed slightly towards Wang Xiaohu: "Then, let's say goodbye right now?"

"Goodbye!" Wang Xiaohu's eyes were clear, just like the little kid with a gaping tooth and a bright smile in the photo that had been on his desk for many years.

Wenjun's figure disappeared in front of Wang Xiaohu.

After a long time, Wang Xiaohu sighed softly: "So actually if you want to live, this is the only way!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly.

When he opened it again, his whole temperament seemed to have changed a lot.

The lingering twilight aura before had completely disappeared.

Now there is only one sunny young man left.

The phone rang, and a gentle and slightly uneasy voice came: "Xiaohu, shall we go out to play together this Saturday?"

Wang Xiaohu’s face was expressionless: “Isn’t it fun to learn it?”

"Uh..." It was stuck there.

"Yes, it doesn't smell good, not as good as yours!" Wang Xiaohu laughed.

"Ah, you're so bad!" The girls' cheers came from the other side.

Wenjun stood high in the sky, looked back, showed a faint smile on his face, and then turned around and left.

Never looked back.

After she left, this world where the great avenues were exhausted and the spiritual energy shrank slowly and completely closed all channels to the outside world.

A particularly independent universe was formed.

The stars are bright and the stars are shining.

Very beautiful.

In the Pantheon.

Wenjun's main soul returned to the statue along the passage.

In less than a second, he knew everything that had happened in the temple during her absence.

She was a little surprised, because in terms of time, it had been seven or eight years since she entered that world, but only one week had passed in the Pantheon.

One day in heaven, one year on earth?

From Wenjun's body, there was a faint aura of the Great Dao slowly exuding.

There was silence in the Pantheon.

Regarding the whereabouts of that drop of creation liquid, the Great God of the South has taken over.

But it seems that no one has been sent out for the time being.

The number one follower under the Great God of the North, after sensing the Taoist aura of Wenjun, he was silent for a moment, but still sent a spiritual thought to him——

"In the great territory of the Southern Great God, the creatures with the fighting power of the higher gods should have gone to hunt down the man with the creation fluid."

Wenjun was slightly startled.

Then, the follower sent another divine thought: "The Great God once told me that if you come back, you will inform me of this."

I asked you to understand.

Not long after, a dozen tribesmen below the Great God of the North flew directly away from the Pantheon.

Following closely behind, below the Great God of the South, there were also dozens of other gods flying away.

The entire Pantheon was still quiet.

The God of Deduction was also silent and showed no reaction.

…

Xiaobai took Da Meili and Lin Zijin to quietly sneak into the planet where Luo Ziyu was.

Saw the so-called "server".

A mechanical device as big as a planet is embedded in the middle of the planet.

That device connects all the stars in the entire human plane.

There is a steady stream of spiritual energy being input here.

Through this mechanical device, it turns into crystal nuclei as big as fingernails.

Ancestral Spirit Crystal!

The spiritual ancestral spirit crystal!

This is the root of all evil.

Several people looked at each other, with endless anger flashing in their eyes.

That Gods and Demons game has become even more popular recently!

Not only due to the publicity of Xiaobai and Ye Langjing, other "lucky players" also contributed a lot.

"Change it?" Da Meili looked at Xiao Bai and asked softly.

With their current capabilities, or to be precise, with Xiaobai's current capabilities, they are already capable of changing the way this "server" operates.

Xiao Bai frowned slightly and said: "There are currently six human planes that we can determine, but as far as I know, the Luo family controls a total of eight such human planes."

The pretty girl nodded, sighed, and said, "More than I originally thought."

Lin Zijin said: "The universe is too vast, and there are probably countless such human planes."

"As the number one family in that place, the Luo family controls eight such planes, and then continuously harvests the spiritual energy of all beings in the world through the same method. If we want to move this time, it will be equivalent to attacking those planes. The place declared war."

Bai Muye said, looking at Da Meili and Lin Zijin: "Are you ready?"

Lin Zijin smiled and said: "It has been prepared for a long time!"

The pretty girl looked at him: "You decide!"

"Okay!" Bai Muye nodded, and without hesitation, he directly held out a talisman.

Fu Zhuan flew towards the core of the server.

Those protective magic circles couldn't stop his talisman at all, and they shattered like layers of bubbles being popped.

All kinds of alarms broke out in an instant.

But these alarms were eventually blocked by the talisman array that Xiaobai had set up before.

Luo Ziyu and the Luo family members who are also on this planet have no feelings at all.

Then, the talisman exploded in the core area of ​​the server.

A mysterious rune silently blended into the server.

next moment.

All the spiritual ancestral spirit crystals that have been condensed but have not yet been taken away are melted again, and then flow back quickly along the passages connecting various places in the human world.

All players who are playing this game of gods and demons will feel the difference almost instantly.

"Oh my god, why is my head so clear all of a sudden?"

"Let me go...A problem that has troubled me for countless years has been solved all of a sudden?"

"I understand, hahaha! I understand!"

"I didn't expect this problem to be so simple? Why didn't I think of it before?"

"Why do I feel like...I've become smarter all of a sudden?"

In the Gods and Demons game, countless people made sounds of surprise.

Playing this game can really allow you to evolve!

In less than ten minutes, a lot of news about the Gods and Demons game exploded.

More and more people are pouring into the game of gods and demons.

This change was also immediately known to Luo Ziyu and others.

They were very pleasantly surprised!

"Successful! We succeeded!" A member of the Luo family looked at the crazy increase in the number of people online in the Gods and Demons game, and they were all overwhelmed with joy.

"Sir, you are so amazing! If it weren't for you, how could you have achieved such results?"

"Young master is really a god, and he is in the temple... right in front of you!"

"Young Master is so awesome..."

At a time like this, how could you not keep up with the flattery?

A group of Luo family members surrounded Luo Ziyu and began to flatter her like crazy.

Luo Ziyu was also inexplicably surprised. He even couldn't believe that the number of people online had soared.

Although the previous online rate was already ridiculously high, reaching almost one-twentieth of the entire human plane.

But today's rise has surged towards a one-tenth online rate in a short period of time!

What is the concept of such a huge human world, with trillions of creatures, one tenth of which is playing this game?

What a terrifying astronomical figure the combined mental strength of these people is?

This achievement is truly earth-shattering!

Luo Ziyu couldn't even control his excitement.

At this moment, one of his subordinates suddenly asked in surprise: "Why are those game players saying that they have become smarter?"

"Isn't this right? They shouldn't be able to feel any changes in themselves?"

"Yes, extracting mental power is done without them knowing it. After they go offline, they will only feel a little tired and think that it is caused by playing for too long. How can they feel that they are more clear-headed? ?”

"We are not doing charity, we are harvesting spiritual power!"

"There haven't been any large-scale feedback activities recently, right?"

A group of Luo family members were talking about it, and they all felt that something was wrong.

Luo Ziyu smiled and said: "No need to worry, it is probably the first time to play, people... there will always be various misunderstandings."

"Sir, something seems really wrong!" A subordinate pointed at a video on the light screen and said, "Look at this!"

In the video, an old man who looked to be in his 60s or 70s was saying excitedly: "It turns out that this Gods and Demons game is really different! I didn't believe it at all before, the game... is something that young people lose their minds by playing with. It’s just for killing time, so how can you brag that this game can help you practice cultivation?”

"But I couldn't stop my little granddaughter from promoting it to me all day long. I had no choice but to go online and take a look. Well, the game is very realistic."

"In there, you can fly to the sky and escape from the earth. I do feel something completely different from reality. But even so, I don't think it is that good. Young people may like it especially. Old people like me will eventually grow old. No, I’m not that interested anymore.”

"But what I didn't expect was that after I stayed there for a while, I suddenly felt that my brain had become clearer than ever before. Really, a problem that has troubled the scientific community for more than a hundred years, at that moment, Untied by me!"

"I am responsible for what I say. It won't be long before the paper will be published publicly. As for the scientific research results, they should be available within three years!"

"So, I support this game!"

The subordinate looked at Luo Ziyu with a serious look on his face: "This old man is one of the top scientists on the human plane. I went to see the problem he mentioned. Under normal circumstances, it would take at least a thousand years before it could be solved. Crack it. So, sir... there is something wrong with our game!"