I have a role in the heavens

Emperor Qian Yang Pan looked down at the two mediocre manuscripts in his hands with a complicated expression. Prince Jade Yang Qian, his fourth son, could actually create a classic that allowed people to directly understand the great ways of heaven and earth. He and Hong Xuanji were just reading it. After enlightening for a while, he has already understood the secrets of Yang Shen and Shattering Vacuum Realm, so how far he has reached in writing books is really hard to think about.

Although Yang Qian thought so, he still couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and used all his strength to stimulate his thoughts. One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred bright thoughts flew out, spreading across countless layers of void. Each thought was huge. Like a palace hill, there is even a faint flash of thunder and lightning, and a constant crackling sound, like the sound of thunder, resounds through the depths of the endless void.

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred thoughts were constantly rotating and arranged, one after another, one after another, following inexplicable trajectories. Finally, a Mani halo appeared. In the halo, I saw a figure sitting on a lotus platform with his hands in a seal. This person is wearing a golden robe, but it is not the kind of scholar-bureaucrat's high-gown fancy dress, nor is it the royal robe of the ancient holy emperor. Instead, it is bare chest and breasts, with the soles of his feet raised. There is a vertical arrow between this person's eyebrows. There is an eye in each palm, an eye in the soles of the feet, an eye on the top of the head, and an eye in the middle of the back, a total of nine eyes. During the operation, the nine eyes kept flashing, and Qiandi immediately felt that a torrent of information was being calculated, and every breath was calculated billions of times.

"This is the final form of the immortal soul in the "Future No Life Sutra". The Future Lord can deduce all things from ancient times to the present. Even if Hong Yi was born adhering to the Yi Dao and made the Yi Jing, it is impossible to surpass the calculations of the Future Lord. ability."

With a sudden change of faith, Emperor Qian immediately deduced information about the two great enemies, Meng Shenji and Hong Yi. A flood of information immediately poured into his heart, and the secrets of the two men were constantly being discovered by him.

Zhouyi Academy, deep in the void, is surrounded by layers of space, like a huge maze. Arranged around, a palace is drifting in the tide of the void, rising and falling. Hong Yi is practicing with all his strength deep in the palace, and suddenly feels his own secret. Someone was spying on him in detail, and he suddenly woke up. The gossip appeared in his eyes, constantly evolving, trying his best to cover up his own information and block the opponent's deduction. At the same time, the King of Artifacts was also activated with all his strength. The light of the holy way of the temples, The light of civilization and the light of Tai Chi lit up, and in the white light of the holy light, all the forms of the saints appeared, singing, reciting, and explaining the truth, constantly helping to suppress Hong Yi's message. After a long time, Hong Yi recovered Calmly, shock and confusion flashed in his eyes. Who is it that actually has information that can predict him? You must know that he has achieved the innate Yi Dao and is the best in the world in Yi Shu cultivation. He is actually forced to use all his strength. This is so embarrassing. Can stop the other party from continuing to explore his secret information, how not to frighten him.

Among the stars in the sky, the world in the central world of Panxing. In the small world of void deep in Mengjia, Meng Shenji suddenly opened his eyes, but there was still no human emotion in his eyes, only too much. Forget about love, destroy love, be ruthless, murderous, unfeeling, neither happy nor sad. Watching the changes of the sun and the moon, the movement of the universe, the changes of the four seasons, and the vicissitudes of human emotions, there is no fluctuation at all, let alone the slightest ripple. It is extremely calm, so calm that it is almost cold.

Meng Shenji's appearance is somewhat similar to Meng Bingyun's, except that his hair is slightly white, and a trace of spirituality shimmers in his hair, showing a kind of vicissitudes of time. And his face is not too emotionless, but gentle and friendly. It seems that everyone who looks at his face thinks that he is a worthy friend, a kind-hearted elder who can guide you on the path of life. , affable.

Especially the eyes of Meng Shenji, which contain spring flowers and autumn moon, lingering rivers, prosperous years, wind, flowers, snow and moon...etc., beautiful nostalgia for everything, and many emotions of interest in everything. These are definitely not the eyes of a monk, but eyes that are rich in human emotions. It seems that they are eyes that cannot let go of any human emotion. This is completely contrary to "too much forgetfulness". Meng Shenji has reached a legendary state, "Tao is sentimental but ruthless, Tao is ruthless but sentimental." No one knows whether he is too supreme to forget his feelings. In this state, ghosts and gods are unpredictable. All living beings are chess pieces, and life and death are games. It is said that it is ruthless but it is still sentimental. It is said that it is sentimental, but it is eternal.

Even though Meng Shenji exerted all his realm strength, he still couldn't stop the feeling of being spied on. The emotions in his eyes changed, and flashed through joy, anger, sadness, joy, sorrow, bitterness, hatred... No one knew, What are his true emotions. Although the dream machine in front of you is in front of you, it has a completely unreal feeling that makes people unable to see or touch it. It is as if people with many emotions form one, and the eternal kingdom also shoots a ray. Eternal light, eternity, immortality, time, providence, the world, and the breath of time constantly appeared, shrouding his whole body in it, cutting off all connections between the Dream God Machine and heaven and earth.

The Lord of the Future's nine eyes closed, and Emperor Qian stopped operating the Lord of the Future and sighed.

"Hong Yi and Meng Shenji are really powerful, they actually blocked the future master's calculations and prying eyes!"

Emperor Qian Yang Pan didn't feel any regret at all. The future master's deduction ability has been verified. Even the Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortals as powerful as Hong Yi and Meng Shenji, two pure Yang spirits, were unprepared. Unable to stop his own calculations, he used all his strength to block his own prying eyes.

Emperor Qian Yang Pan once again urged the future master, and the nine Dharma Eyes opened again. The infinite wisdom shined brightly, and he tried his best to deduce the details of Yang Qian.

It was just that the light of wisdom was extinguished in an instant as soon as it shined brightly. The nine Dharma eyes of the future Lord seemed to have been severely injured and were all closed. Blood stains flowed from the eyelids. The Dharma body was covered with cracks, like broken glass. With a slight touch, , it will be broken into pieces.

Emperor Qian Yang Pan groaned, feeling the huge backlash coming from far away. He quickly used the method of the "Past Amitabha Sutra" that he had just snooped on Hong Yi, and continued to restore his thoughts and soul. It took a long time to After all the counterattacks were counteracted, the dharma body of the Lord of the Future dispersed and turned into one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred thoughts again. The light dimmed and the volume shrank to only the size of a millstone. He needed to accumulate strength again. Emperor Qian's mind moved and he formed the boat of creation. The accumulated thunder water in the thunder pool of creation flies out, and is continuously integrated into the thoughts to replenish strength.

Emperor Qian Yang Pansan took back all his thoughts and said to Hong Xuanji awkwardly.

"It seems that my strength is still a bit lacking!"

Hong Xuanji had no expression on his face, his eyes showed innocence, and he just nodded.