King of Black Mist

"We are not counted as Gu Yue now. There are twelve others just like you." Si Shi Zhi Feng's tone made it impossible to imagine her reputation as 'Si Shi'.

The world has never heard of her.

This is perhaps the scariest thing - all the creatures who have heard of her are dead.

"Yeah, it doesn't count now. I have to keep working hard." Li Changzhou put away his winner's mentality and did not dare to relax anymore.

"I'm going to answer a question for you, should you also answer a question for me?" Li Changzhou asked.

Sishizhifeng chuckled and said: "The value game is so good. A creature like you dares to ask me for conditions. If there are no rules, you will answer anything I ask you. But you will soon become a saint. Well, you ask, and I’ll tell you whatever I can answer.”

"Although I know I can't answer, I still want to ask - you should have seen the winner. Who is he?"

"The sigh [in the past] was not the result he hoped for in the end, and it makes you feel unsure?" The little girl who was like Shishifeng looked at him playfully.

"It's not that I have no idea, I'm just curious. If it wasn't him, why did he give up? If it was him, why did he say it wasn't the result he hoped for? Is it because I was the one who won in the end, not 'him'?

"Or is it that the winner is the good fortune? In the end, he did not achieve the 'good fortune' by himself, but relied on the value game, so the result was not as he expected?"

"So that's what you think." Sishizhifeng nodded.

"What's the answer?" Li Changzhou asked.

Si Shizhi Feng glanced at him: "I definitely can't say that. Let's change the question."

"What's in the Ninth Holy City?"

The Twelve Holy Temples can only be found in the eighth city, which makes people have to doubt that the ninth holy city is the "winner".

Sishi Feng did not answer directly: "If the universe is compared to a person, then the Ninth City is the brain."

"If you enter the ninth city, you will be the winner?"

"You still don't understand." Sishi Feng said, "You are in the ninth city, and I am also here. This eighth city is here, the present universe is here, and the infinite planes are here too. The so-called value game can be seen as the universe is here. It’s okay to weigh your own value. All living things are an idea. Whichever idea has the greatest value will be chosen by the universe as its main consciousness.”

"Is there a universe outside the universe?"

"I also asked the winner this question."

"result?"

"searching."

"One more question?"

"Well -" Sishi Feng was not very happy, folding his arms, raising his face and thinking, "Okay."

"How long will it take for the Holy City to be open?"

"You want to practice here?"

Li Changzhou nodded.

"Continue until all the holy places in the Twelve Temples are occupied." Sishi Feng said, "But I advise you not to practice and become a saint yourself. The main temple is not to encourage others. After entering, it will also give you an environment to become a saint. Until Until you become a saint, you will be inside for hundreds of millions of years, and the outside world will be just a blink of an eye."

"Thanks."

The Wind of the World waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew by. The saint's figure was no longer visible, and semi-saints like Li Changzhou were unaware of it.

Li Changzhou did not enter the main hall. Instead, he went all the way down and returned to the First Temple.

Collect broken supreme utensils;

"Fragrant Leaf Crown" absorbs the scriptures and morals of the dead strong men;

Rafting on the Star River and studying the fish in the river;

Completely comprehend every tablet of the Saints;

Standing and meditating in front of the vine of life whose leaf is a star of life;

Let the original divine book "take root" to absorb the rain of stars, and then collect it yourself, filling the starry sky of "Honeypot World" and "Hengsha World" with raindrops.

In the rain of stars, Li Changzhou used the scraps collected along the way to recast the bronze battle spear, "Fragrant Leaf Crown", and battle clothes.

The extra materials were used to create various supreme heavenly weapons and ordinary heavenly weapons.

If he becomes a saint, these will not be worth mentioning, but he is not just for these materials, doing these things is also a kind of practice in itself.

Finally, he returned to the Twelfth Temple, sitting alone in the immeasurably large hall, and the light of the main hall enveloped him.

Take out the black bones, destroy them completely, and become the nutrients of the original sacred tree.

Ruoyou Ruowu's mysterious humming made Li Changzhou enter the time of divine awakening.

"Fragrant Leaf Crown" bursts of Taoist sounds, and the imaginary stone carvings of saints roared and rotated around him.

Sishi Zhifeng said that it would be better to enter the main hall to practice, but he would not completely listen to her. If she was the truth, why wasn't she the "winner"?

Li Changzhou can now doubt the saint, which shows his high level.

He practiced various holy methods and wanted to further improve the [strengthening of the divine body]. He got up from time to time and practiced the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques".

Afterwards, he sat down and resumed the value game in his thoughts.

From the islands and deserts in the first stage, to the Republic of China, Ming Dynasty, Song Dynasty, and Tang Dynasty in the second stage.

There are also various activities, including burning Prague, conquering the Four Seasons Stars, Starry Sky Road, and the Nine Holy Cities.

Is the secret of heaven and earth included in it?

The original sacred tree was rooted in the temple. It was so tall that it almost filled all the space, as if it was holding up the ceiling of the temple.

Taoist flowers bloomed one after another, and each leaf was engraved with scripture insights.

In a trance, the tree crown seemed to be a divine kingdom, with countless creatures living in it.

Finally, Li Changzhou broke down everything, [God's Will and Destiny], black mist, mana, divine will, heavenly demons, visualization methods, all Taoist flowers, and everything else.

The original sacred tree fell to a height of two meters and was unremarkable.

Li Changzhou, who became a mortal, sat cross-legged under the tree, like a young man relaxing in the park.

If it weren't for his special divine body, he would have died due to lack of oxygen, radiation, etc.

Nine holy cities appeared in his body, and he began to practice to break through the barriers. He rushed all the way to the seventh city and blocked the eighth holy city several times.

During this process, the original sacred tree did not become taller, nor did the Dao flowers bloom. It was just so majestic that the void was distorted by the pressure.

Obviously he has not become a saint, but he stands in the air of chaos, swallowing chaos.

All the sentient beings in the universe looked at him and felt that he was even more powerful than he was in the past during the Tribulation Period!

Finally, Li Changzhou pushed open the gate of the eighth city, and the saint's catastrophe came.

In Gu Yue Du Ming's Twelfth Temple, human and earth catastrophes could not occur, and the heavenly catastrophe was especially powerful. Gu Jing directly took Li Changzhou in.

The terrifying purple rules destroy everything, and using chaos energy to fight against them will cause even more powerful destructive power.

"He himself has begun to survive the tribulation of a saint!" All living beings couldn't believe it.

It had only been ten years since Li Changzhou defeated the Corpse Gene, and it had been ten thousand years since he had become enlightened. Li Changzhou had completely gone his own way and cultivated to the realm of a saint.

The catastrophe lasted for three years!

This is destruction and tempering. In such a long time, even if countless universes are filled in, they will be completely destroyed.

When Li Changzhou walked out of the ancient well, his breath penetrated the holy road and arrived in the present world.

The majestic holy sound sings in the ears of all living beings.

Facing the screen, they knelt down and dedicated themselves to the new saint who was "pretentious" and "ordered to surrender to fate".

Li Changzhou spread his hands and grabbed the Twelfth Temple in his hands.

The auxiliary temples were exiled to the void, leaving only the main temple that could be sanctified.

He can see through all the secrets of the main hall at a glance, and it is nothing more than tailoring the training environment for the master of the main hall until he becomes a saint.

What Sishi Zhifeng said makes sense, but there are also things that are wrong.

They say that what suits you is the best, but isn’t this an incompetent compromise?

Sports are suitable for you, games are suitable for you, singing is suitable for you, painting is suitable for you, writing is suitable for you, planning is suitable for you, and management is suitable for you. In other words, the only things you are good at are these.

The main palace is perfect for the palace master, but the real main palace of the "winner" is in this world, in the value game.

Only by treating the value game as the "main temple" and becoming a saint can one be considered a "winner".

Of course, this is Li Changzhou's own philosophy.

Being able to find what suits you is already beyond most people, but it is far from enough on the road to "winner".

There are three hundred and sixty lines, and the number one scholar can be selected in every line, but it is right for this line to be the number one scholar.

The path Li Changzhou took was to give up the three hundred and sixty lines. The world tested all living beings with the value game, and he used the value game to become a saint and gain the highest power.

The Twelfth Temple was refined by him, and the resources that were enough to create a saint were turned into weapons by him.

The bronze war spear shattered, his consciousness merged into it, and he ascended to the sky in one step, transforming from a celestial weapon into a holy weapon.

When the holy weapon was forged, Li Qianxia, ​​Great Elder Shenyi, Fish of Time, Yang Qinglan, Abyss, God King, Eternal Invincible, Yaochi, Princess, True Dragon, and Bone Gene came out.

The twelve saints raised their spirits in unison, causing ripples throughout the universe and countless parallel time and spaces turbulent.

Their figures disappeared from all dimensions, leaving only the here and now.

Looking at the history of the past, we can still see them, but they are just photos and can no longer affect them.

"Brother!" Li Qianxia suddenly came to Li Changzhou, her pretty face full of excitement, "You are so awesome, you really made the four of us saints!"

well.

"Awesome" is so awesome that it is used to describe saints.

The dust of hard training in Li Changzhou's soul was swept away, and he returned to his youthful days with Qia classmate.

He laughed heartily and took Li Qianxia, ​​Yang Qinglan, and Yaochi back to earth civilization.

"Why is his aura so powerful?" Abyss felt heavy. The saint was not the end. They were still on the road and had to compete.

The real dragon looks ugly and does not have any joy of becoming a saint. If he cannot suppress all the saints, what can he do if he becomes a saint?

He looked at Corpse Gene: "Did you lose?"

The corpse gene remained silent.

"You all lost?" the princess asked with a smile.

The real dragon stopped talking. He disappeared into the void and went directly into the deepest part of the universe to continue his hard training.

Everyone also dispersed one by one. After becoming saints, the weight of the thirty-two saints on the time dam suddenly came down, and they all felt heavy.

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The six major stars of the earth and thirty-six different worlds are undergoing the grandest celebration.

In heaven, guests gather.

There are people wearing Hanfu, suits, formal wear, and battle armor.

A sea of ​​clouds, a sea of ​​clouds is a scenery, a large area of ​​​​peach orchard, peach blossoms are in full bloom, fallen flowers are colorful, and guests can pick peaches at will.

Similarly, there are ginseng fruit, thunder apricot and so on.

In addition, there are palaces, seas, mountains, rivers, sacred trees, lakes and other wonderful scenery.

The pure land of the Immortal Family is full of strange things.

The six major stars of the earth and the thirty-six worlds were moved by Li Qianxia and condensed into a planet ten miles in diameter, floating in the sea of ​​clouds.

Looking closer, these stars are also holding celebrations.

There is a competition, and the winner is taken to heaven;

There is a lottery, and those who win the lottery also enter the heaven.

From time to time, fairies would carry baskets of peaches, immortal flowers, fairy grass, fairy fruits, star dew and other magical objects, which would fall on the stars, causing cheers and looting.

When Li Qianxia was happy, she resurrected the dead, made the sick healthy, the old returned to their youth, and the clumsy ones regained their consciousness.

The atmosphere was extremely lively.

Li Changzhou and others do not have the aura of a saint.

"What era are you in? Don't call me a saint. Call me president or boss." He said.

Li Qianxia was even more laughing and joking. During a banquet, she changed her clothes several times, and even wore suspender hot pants, revealing her slender legs.

It's a pity that she is already a saint, no one thinks she is beautiful, thinks her waist is thin, or thinks her legs are long.

The creatures under the saint can only worship her and feel the holiness from her.

Yaochi was also smiling, and he really enjoyed the banquet, but he seemed approachable, but he was actually the most saintly person in his heart.

Yang Qinglan was beside Li Changzhou, dressed in green clothes. She didn't say anything, and only occasionally talked and laughed with Li Qianxia, ​​Yaochi, and Chang'e.

Yang Tianlu came to his parents embarrassedly.

He is almost thirty years old and still looks like a teenager. His wife, who has been married for fourteen years, came with him.

Before they could even greet each other, Li Qianxia burst into laughter.

Yaochi was also watching Yang Qinglan's joke.

"Good boy!" Li Changzhou smiled and patted Yang Tianlu on the shoulder.

"Dad." The strangeness in Yang Tianlu's heart suddenly disappeared.

"You're much more chic than me. Have fun. I'll train you myself when I'm 50."

"Ah?! I plan to start practicing seriously again in ten million years!"

"I have no objection. Ask your mother if she agrees."

Yang Qinglan looked at Yang Tianlu: "I want to beat you to death."

Yang Tianlu trembled in fright. His mother looked at him expressionlessly. He felt the love between mother and child as heavy as a black hole.

"Mom, let me introduce to you, this is Xiaoqing, this is Eve, and this is Aoyama Riko."

——This guy collects stamps! (Li Qianxia couldn’t stand it any longer and complained in Chuanyin.)

There are people from all over the world, as well as fairies, ancient people, and beauties from other worlds.

"Hello, dad, mom." Yang Tianlu's fourteenth wife said anxiously.

"That's it for now." Yang Qinglan said.

The fourteen people's hearts dropped.

Yang Qinglan continued: "From now on, you should take good care of him. If he dares to mess around again, come and sue me directly."

Fourteen daughters-in-law received a ray of holy power.

"Thank you, Mom!" the fourteenth daughter-in-law said at the same time.

Yang Qinglan showed a beautiful smile and understood their past and their experience with Tianlu, but she didn't talk much.

"Mother, can I ask you a question?" Eve, who has blond hair and blue eyes, said.

"Just ask."

"Can a saint really know everything?"

The others were also curious.

Yang Qinglan smiled slightly, which made all the daughters-in-law look fascinated.

She said: "A saint cannot know everything. A saint just allows most things to develop according to his own ideas."

She suddenly turned her face and saw Li Changzhou chatting with a pretty little Taoist nun.

Noticing the look in her eyes, Li Changzhou brought the little Taoist nun over.

"Qinglan, this is the Immortal." Li Changzhou introduced with a smile, "I am a disciple who has become a saint!"

Shenxian'er blushed and saluted quickly.

Yang Qinglan looked at her and was extremely satisfied, so he gave her his jade tripod and "Faith Explosion" as a gift.

Li Qianxia came over after hearing the news and took Shen Xian'er to play around.

Li Changzhou put his arms around Yang Qinglan's slim waist and said, "I'm not just saying this for fun, I really intend to pass on my teachings to her."

"I see you treasure her very much." Yang Qinglan was annoyed.

Li Changzhou laughed, he was very happy and satisfied to have a disciple like Shen Xian'er.

Chang'e and Yaochi came over and invited Yang Qinglan to go to Guanghan Palace with just a few people.

Finally, Chang'e asked Li Changzhou politely: "If the Emperor of Heaven is willing, you can go with us."

Li Changzhou waved his hand.

They are all fairies, what should he do?

Li Qianxia also went there. In addition to the fairy, there was also a female fairy with an ethereal and lively temperament. Her strength reached half a saint, and her aura was obscure and powerful.

The little face with a bright smile and the side profile are somewhat similar to Li Qianxia.

As soon as they left, there was no one around Li Changzhou. He walked to the horizon, to the stars, and looked at the deep space of the universe.

Behind him, there was a hearty banquet, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and Li Chang wore his clothes for hunting.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have no friends.

After a long time, he said: "The lonely moon is bright alone."

After the banquet, I don’t know how many years passed.

Only when cracks appear in the void from time to time, time is suddenly disrupted in a certain area, parallel time and space knives pierce the world, countless large universes overlap, and a sea of ​​blood submerges the universe, and other phenomena occur, will all living beings know that the holy war has begun.

There were no more scenes for them to understand the battle.

It took a long time, and after all the visions disappeared, there was a vague message——

The long day comes forever.

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"Bang!"

"Fuck!" Li Changzhou held his head, looking in pain.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Brother Dong in bed No. 3 stuck his head out and looked at Li Changzhou who fell off the bed.

"Are you okay?" Dahuang in bed No. 4 asked with concern.

Mingda's dormitory is arranged with a table and bed, which is not very high, but there are chairs and other debris underneath. If you accidentally hit your head, you may fall to death.

Mr. Chen, who was on bed No. 1, gave a thumbs up: "Niu, such a high railing can't even hold you, it can make you fall!"

Li Changzhou stood up and said drowsily: "I dreamed that I became the emperor of the universe."

"Frieza?"

"Do you want to play black? I watched Yasuo's tutorial last night, and it felt great!"

"Uncle, aren't you just chasing Fairy Yang from the philosophy department, and you dare to dream of being the emperor of the universe?"

Fairy Yang? Yang Qinglan!

Li Changzhou's brain cleared up quickly, he crawled back into bed, picked up his charged cell phone, and said in the [Four Sisters (4)] chat group:

(Long Day: Wake up!)

(Chang Zhou: I dreamed that I became the emperor of the universe!)

(Qing Lan: Didn’t you dream about me? I’ll give you another chance and keep sleeping.)

(Asaka: Oh!!)

(Qian Xia: I got up early in the morning to feed the dog, but now the dog doesn’t even eat breakfast)

(Yao: You all woke up very early. Do you want to exercise together?) [Attached is a playground running picture]

(Qian Xia: I’m here! Brother, bring me breakfast!)

(Chang Zhou: Let me tell you, I have truly become the emperor of the universe. I have killed so many saints randomly)

(Qing Lan: When I get married, you must have a prenatal check-up and additional mental examination.)

(Long day:?)

(Yao: Stop dreaming)

(Qian Xia: Hehehehe [Vicious female snickering], is Sister Yao asking Lanlan to stop dreaming, or is she asking my brother not to dream?)

(Yao: Guess) [laughs]

(Qinglan: @Long Day, guess what.)

(Qian Xia: @Long day, guess!)

(Chang Zhou: I’m really killing people randomly)

"over"