Projection of the Heavens

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The little guy who was held by Gu Shaoshang in his arms waved his tender arms and shouted.

Gu Shaoshang tapped the little guy's eyebrows with his fingers.

This little guy who inherits his bloodline, his own destiny is already nothing, and there is a faint taste of jumping out of time and space.

Born along the two paths of yin and yang, adhering to the innate nature, although he was never born extraordinary, he has a broader future that Daluo can't peep into.

The reason why it is like a mortal child is because Gu Shaoshang's blood and essence offset the **** of the Hongmeng Jinbang on the baby.

Although they are both bound by the Hongmeng Golden List, the strength that binds Hongmeng Taoist and Lin Meng is naturally different from that of ordinary mortals.

With Gu Shaoshang's method, it is naturally impossible to help Hongmeng Taoist temporarily, but it is naturally possible to help his newly born son.

"My lord, he..."

Behind Gu Shaoshang, a middle-aged man who bowed and stood looked horrified.

Although he has long known that his prince is very mysterious, the reason why he can regain his youth is also a gift from the prince.

But he was still surprised to see a child fall out of nothing in the void.

With his cultivation base, it is naturally impossible to see the Yin-Yang Avenue in the void, the chaotic light group.

"This is my son, Mingyu."

Gu Shaoshang teased the little guy in his arms and said casually.

Naturally, he wouldn't hide anything, and he didn't bother to hide it. In this world, he wouldn't care about anyone other than the old thing that attacked him.

"The son of the prince?"

The middle-aged man was shocked, and immediately knelt down on the ground, his expression excited, his lips squirming: "God is pitiful, the lord finally has a son!"

The middle-aged man is called Lian Yan. He is an old man from the Zhendong Prince's Mansion.

Hundreds of years ago, the direct descendants of the old Qin people were loyal and loyal.

"Okay, what's the matter?"

Gu Shaoshang waved his hand slightly and lifted Lian Yan up.

His essence is beyond this big universe, how can the so-called heaven control his head?

"Yeah!"

The little guy held Gu Shaoshang's finger and shook it gently.

"Go to sleep!"

Gu Shaoshang lightly touched the little guy's eyebrows and let him fall asleep.

Then handed it to Lian Yan, who was eager to see behind him.

Lian Yan took it carefully, bowed and stepped back.

"The master of Hongmeng..."

Gu Shaoshang pondered slightly.

His original intention in coming to this realm was to bring Qin Yu out of this realm and become the master of Hongmeng. Unexpectedly, Qin Yu became his child by accident.

Of course he couldn't do that.

Fortunately, also because of the mysterious powerhouse stirring up the wind and rain, the time and space are chaotic into a pot of porridge, which will obviously give birth to a large number of powerhouses.

Maybe then we can find a way.

"My lord! There is an old Taoist priest with immortal style outside!"

At this time, outside the gate of the courtyard, a calm voice came from afar.

"Haha, interesting."

Gu Shaoshang shook his sleeves, stepped out of the courtyard, and said lightly:

"Call him to meet me in the front hall!"

..........

The Zhendong Palace occupies a huge area, and the gate is big enough for ten people to walk in side by side.

More than a dozen burly armored soldiers stood straight with long knives on their backs, staring at the long street not far away.

The long street is ten feet wide. Because it is close to the Zhendong Palace, it has always been crowded, but at this time, there are many people standing quietly.

Those people are all wearing white clothes, carrying long swords, and they have extraordinary aura. They are facing the scorching sun without a trace of sweat flowing, their expressions are calm, and there is no expression.

Surrounded by a group of white-robed swordsmen, an old man in a blue Taoist robe stood with a whisk in hand.

The old man in the Taoist robe had white hair and beard, but his face was as ruddy as a baby. His eyes were black and white, and there was a hint of pity in the depths, a kind of immortal style.

Let the pedestrians who come and go from time to time stop and watch unconsciously, and all the soldiers in the Zhendong Palace are slightly wary.

"Master, as you are a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul, why did you come to this remote place? You have to accept a child of a mortal prince as a disciple?"

Behind the old man, a young man in white with a cold expression frowned slightly and asked.

His body stood straight like a sword. Although his aura was not as good as that of the old man, he was also a master swordsman who had survived four or nine calamities.

"The secret cannot be revealed, your cultivation is still shallow, you don't know the wonder of cause and effect, the wonder of luck."

The old man smiled slightly, but his voice was not low, just so that everyone present could hear:

"This deity has been sitting on the top of Qianlong Mountain for forty-nine years. He was going to transcend tribulation and become an immortal, but God warned in his heart, saying that the ancestors still have cause and effect!"

All the disciples were speechless.

When my master came out of retreat, it was like a changed person.

However, Yuan Ying's cultivation base dared to say that he would become an immortal after a calamity, which made the disciples feel very embarrassed.

However, no one dared to reveal it, and they had to make good friends.

"The cause and effect that Shizun said is because of this Zhendong Palace?"

It was the young man in white behind Lao Dao who asked again.

Lao Dao applauded in his heart, but with a hint of sympathy on his face, he sighed: "That's right, but it's the town's east palace, which has a causal relationship with the deity!"

His voice was neither slow nor slow, neither high nor low, so that everyone in the nearby streets could hear it.

All of them are curious, and do not know what the connection between the legendary Shangxian and the East Palace of this town is.

You must know that in the legend, when an immortal descends, even the monarch must treat each other with courtesy, and he does not dare to be careless at all, but he is an unattainable figure.

This kind of fairy legend is naturally very attractive to everyone.

Seeing that everyone was attracted by him, the old Taoist suddenly calmed down and sighed: "But I said that this deity once had a beloved disciple hundreds of years ago, and unfortunately died..."

In a few words, Lao Dao sketched out a legendary story that touched everyone's heart.

"Could it be that there is a reincarnation of this immortal's apprentice in the Zhendong Palace?"

Needless to say, the people on the nearby streets were all talking about it.

If it weren't for the soldiers who were in awe of the Zhendong Palace, they might have exclaimed.

Tread~~~

The sound of footsteps came, and a stern black-clothed youth paced out of the gate and said loudly, "Your Highness, please!"

hula la~

When the soldiers outside the gate heard the words, they immediately avoided the road.

"what happened?"

The old man frowned secretly in his heart.

In the previous words, he used his mana, enough to spread the word about this town's east palace and sway everyone's mind.

Originally, I thought that the prince would lead the crowd to greet him instead of saying that he would go on his feet, but he never thought that it was a little soldier who came to pass the message.

"Bold! A mere mortal prince dares to be disrespectful to the immortals!"

Lao Dao gave a slight look, and his disciple jumped out and yelled loudly.

"My master is the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword in the cultivation world, and there are 100,000 immortal cultivators under his seat. One person can destroy your Great Chu Kingdom! How dare your lord not come out to greet you?"

Another disciple also jumped out!

Everyone was in an uproar, the 100,000 Immortals were beyond everyone's imagination.

All the people were a little frightened, and unconsciously became a little in awe.

The expressions of the soldiers outside the Zhendong Palace changed drastically, feeling a mountain-like killing sword energy, they couldn't help but retreat again and again, almost falling.

Even if they are all elite soldiers, how can they resist the power of cultivators.

Only the man in black who came to deliver the letter, his expression remained unchanged, and he looked at the white-clothed swordsmen indifferently, without a trace of fear.

"It can't be unreasonable!"

Tianjian Daoist reprimanded lightly, suppressed many noises, and said calmly: "Follow me to meet, the Lord Zhendong!"

His heart was slightly cold.

He is a "reborn" person. He once witnessed Qin Yu's rise to the immortal realm in the future, and he knows that the future Qin Yu will become a giant in the immortal realm and ascend to the realm of the gods.

I came here this time because I wanted to take Qin Yu as a disciple when he was just born.

After lying down, you can fly to the fairyland......

However, as far as he knew, this Lord Zhendong was just an ordinary person, and he dared to be so rude to him.

Even if it is not easy to do it in the face of his future "disciple", he has to teach him an unforgettable lesson!

While his thoughts were turning, Tianjian Daoist followed behind the Jiashi, surrounded by a group of disciples, and walked into the Zhendong Palace.

Zhendong Wangfu occupies a huge area, with many pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and ponds everywhere.

After a while, walking through the long corridor to the front hall, the stern black-clothed man who led the way seemed to ask casually, "I don't know, who is Shangxian's apprentice?"

"Ha ha!"

The Tianjian Taoist swung his whisk and said indifferently, "Naturally it is the third son of Qin De, the king of Zhendong, Qin Yu! The deity made a calculation. He came to the world at noon today, so he came here at this time."

In the future he saw, Qin Yu had a great reputation, and many immortal cultivators worshipped him for his deeds, and many of his life experiences were revealed by insiders.

There are even people who do biography for Qin Yu, who is truly famous for Jiutian.

He naturally knew when Qin Yu was born.

However, beyond his expectations, the stern black-clothed man in front of him suddenly stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

After standing up again, he looked at Tianjian Daoist as if looking at an idiot.

Daoist Tianjian frowned slightly. Just when he was about to teach this mortal a lesson, he heard the mortal say lightly: "I'm sorry, my lord's surname is Gu, and he has no third son! Could it be that Shangxian is looking for the wrong person?"

The man in black looked slightly mocking, and he didn't know where the group of people in front of him were liars.

Everything I said before is false.

What apprentices from hundreds of years ago are all fake!

I just feel that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this group of liars is too unprofessional. They don't even know the name of their own prince. How can they have the courage to cheat?

"What, what?!"

Tian Jian Daoist was shocked, and he no longer obeyed Rong Dingding, his white beard trembled, and his face was distorted.

squeak~

At that moment, the door of the front hall opened, and a faint and unfathomable aura wafted out, covering a group of people including Tianjian Daoist:

"You want to see me?"

The voice was calm and quiet, but it made Tianjian Daoist fall into an ice cave.

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