The Myriad Worlds Gu Zun

Zhou Ming came to the Heavenly Palace with Yuanshi Immortal Venerable.

Here, he felt a completely different atmosphere from other places.

Hope.

The human race living here has a high-spirited spirit, which Zhou Ming has never seen since he crossed over to this world. Even when he lived under the protection of Guxian Tu Cang, his companions did not have such spirit.

At that time, although they had escaped from slavery and rescued many human races, they could not see the opportunity for the human race to be truly free. They were always in the shadow of being threatened by alien races and still had to live cautiously. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were worried.

Even Zhou Ming, in the midst of suffering and the infection of the overall atmosphere, was not able to stay out of it. His fierce, silent, and gray temperament could hardly see the shadow of his previous life.

But here, in the Heavenly Palace, his spirit felt a long-lost relaxation.

Zhou Ming easily liked the atmosphere here, and after living here for a while, a feeling called a sense of identity was constantly brewing in his heart.

He didn't know why he had never been to the Heavenly Court in the past, but he always had an inexplicable rejection of the Heavenly Court in his heart. But now, he was relaxed and comfortable in the Heavenly Court, and the inexplicable rejection he had felt before gradually dissipated until it was almost gone.

As the days passed, Zhou Ming's sense of identity with the Heavenly Court continued to increase. He and other Gu Immortals worked together again and again to fight against alien races, fight against alien Gu Immortals, rescue more human compatriots, send them back to the Heavenly Court, cultivate more fresh blood, Gu Immortal seeds, and strengthen the power of the Heavenly Court and the power of the human race.

Ten years, thirty years, fifty years, a hundred years...

There were laughter and joy, separation and death, passion and sincerity, and intrigue. Love and hate, joy and sorrow, the time he spent in the Heavenly Court exceeded the sum of his life in his previous life and before he joined the Heavenly Court in this life. His experience affected his thinking, his temperament, and his worldview, and these influences added up to change him as a person.

In the 30th year after joining the Heavenly Court, Zhou Ming passed the 6th turn and 3rd calamity, and became a 7th turn Gu Xian. Yuanshi Xianzun asked him if he was willing to become his registered disciple and practice his Qi Dao, and he agreed.

From then on, Yuanshi Xianzun had two disciples, one was a direct disciple named Xingxiu, who created the Zhi Dao, and the other was a registered disciple named Zhou Ming, who created the Zhi Dao.

In the 180th year after joining the Heavenly Court, Zhou Ming passed the 7th turn and 3rd calamity, and became an 8th turn Gu Xian. He mainly practiced the sword Dao and supplemented the Qi Dao. He was known as the best killer in the Heavenly Court. His sword Qi spanned 30,000 miles, and the name of Tianjian Zhou Ming spread throughout the five domains.

In the 400th year after joining the Heavenly Court, Zhou Ming passed the 8th turn and 2nd calamity. In terms of both momentum and strength, he reached the first person in the Heavenly Court, under Yuanshi Xianzun.

Even Xingxiu, who was designated by Yuanshi Xianzun as the future Xianzun, was far inferior to Zhou Ming, because Xingxiu was only a 7th turn Gu Xian at that time.

In the 574th year after joining the Heavenly Court, Zhou Ming tried to survive the third calamity of the eighth revolution, but failed. Fortunately, the Yuanshi Immortal Venerable intervened and saved his life. The terrifying calamity left him seriously injured and difficult to treat, and he almost died. Even the Immortal Venerable was helpless.

After that, Zhou Ming held on for a breath, left his sword heritage, and passed away.

The legendary life of this Gu Immortal, who is recognized as the most amazing and brilliant in the Heavenly Court, came to an end.

…

"Zhou Ming, wake up, wake up."

Zhou Ming felt someone slap him on the face a few times, and he opened his eyes in a daze. The mottled sunlight shone into his eyes, quickly pulling his consciousness back to reality and waking up.

"Oh, I overslept!" Zhou Ming jumped up, first looking around nervously, and then relaxed when he saw a group of sheep eating grass leisurely on the hillside not far away.

A voice beside him said, "Zhou Ming, you didn't take good care of the sheep and slept lazily. If I hadn't come to see you this time, your sheep might have run away. You would definitely be beaten up when you get home."

"You're still here, Erdan."

Zhou Ming touched his head and said to the boy who was talking beside him with a grin, "I'm telling you, I just had a dream. I dreamed that I became a powerful Gu Master, flying in the sky and hiding in the ground, and I can do anything..."

"Daydreaming, daydreaming, it's for people like you."

Erdan, a boy next to him who was fifteen or sixteen years old, had a simple name but was surprisingly handsome. He glanced at himself helplessly. , shook his head and said, "I heard from my father that becoming a Gu Master requires a God-given talent. We are just children from ordinary families and don't have such an opportunity."

"Erdan, can you be more ambitious!" Zhou Ming said dissatisfiedly, "You and I haven't tried to open our minds, how do you know that we don't have God-given talent? Humph, maybe I am that kind of unique genius, and I will become a powerful Gu Master and join the Heavenly Court in the future!"

"Erdan, I tell you, this is called kings, princes, generals, and ministers are all born with a kind of talent..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he suddenly said such a sentence just now.

Wow, such a cultured sentence can actually come out of my mouth?

Have I heard this sentence before? Zhou Ming patted his head in confusion.

No, I am a shepherd, my father is a shepherd, my grandfather is also a shepherd, Erdan's family is also a shepherd, Uncle Li's family, Uncle Zhang's family... Could it be that the village chief said it? He can write a lot of words, but he can't seem to say such words.

Ignoring the strange looks his friends gave him, Zhou Ming counted the people he knew on his fingers. After counting a circle, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his hands and said happily: "Yes, I dreamed about it!"

He remembered that he seemed to have become a very powerful Gu Master in his dream. No, he seemed to be called Gu Xian in his dream. He was very capable and looked down upon the heroes. He was one of the most powerful figures in the heavenly court...

Ah, I said two very powerful words again, "Zonghengbihe" and "Zhouniuqunxiong". Even the village chief doesn't know these two words. I am really powerful.

Unfortunately, as he was awakened by Erdan, his memory of the dream quickly faded, leaving only a vague residual impression.

He tried hard to recall more, but it backfired. It was like trying to grab fine sand with your hands. The harder you try, the faster the fine sand slips through your fingers. In the end, all that is left is the little bit in the palm lines.

Zhou Ming was still immersed in the aftertaste of his magnificent and wonderful dream, and he didn't notice that Erdan's eyes were looking at him more and more strangely, and gradually turned into shock.

Finally, Erdan couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Zhou Ming, and shouted with wide eyes: "Zhou Ming, your head is glowing!"