Traverser Management System

Even the breeze standing next to Zheng Yu didn't feel any aura. He had already walked to the altar table right in front of the plaque and picked up a piece of incense. The incense did not burn spontaneously, and the curling green smoke followed the incense head. The extinguishing fireworks floated upward.

And Zheng Yu stared at the plaque closely at the moment, the mana on his body had already surged to the limit, he didn’t know what caused the plaque to exert such a powerful pressure on him, he didn’t know whether he should run away immediately. , Still use the mana in his body to resist.

His aftermath swept Qingfeng, and found that Qingfeng's gaze had never looked at the word heaven and earth standing in the middle.

Doubts arose in his heart, can't it be impossible to look directly at the word heaven and earth?

Zheng Yu immediately retracted his gaze, made a gesture of arching his hand forward, and gently bent over.

At this moment, he has maximized his mental power, and the layers of mental power have covered his whole body, waiting to bear this pressure from heaven and earth.

But when he just bent down, he realized that the huge momentum suddenly disappeared. After thinking about it, he realized that as long as he didn't look directly at these two words, there would be no pressure.

Qingfeng originally thought that Zheng Yu was just a mortal, and hadn't reminded him of the things that need to be paid attention to in this hall.

Qingfeng once heard from his ancestors that the word heaven and earth has the consciousness of heaven and earth, which contains the majesty of heaven and earth. If there is no magic power and cannot practice, heaven and earth will regard it as a dog, ignore it, and let it fend for itself. That's it.

But if they have mana, those who seek out immortals and ask questions in this world, as long as they dare to look at the word heaven and earth and disrespect the world, they will definitely impose the majesty of heaven and earth.

And Zheng Yu came to this hall with his identity hidden. Qing Feng's head is not to blame for this incident, and he can only suffer from this dumb loss.

He only felt that the mana in his body was constantly rolling, and fortunately, layers of mental power were stacked outside the body, and all the mana fluctuations were hidden in the body, without a trace of leakage. Otherwise, just relying on the uncontrolled mana rolling on his body, his current identity will be exposed.

A person who concealed his mana and entered the dojo of someone else's house, I am afraid that he will no longer have a good face. Maybe Qingfeng Mingyue and the two will immediately notify their Patriarch to come and clean him.

There was a fine cold sweat on Zheng Yu's forehead. The moment the coercion exerted on him just now, he seemed to feel the disaster of extinction.

After he turned his gaze away, he thought carefully about the act of almost revealing his identity just now, and he became even more afraid.

Qing Feng didn't seem to notice any strangeness at all. After lighting the stick of incense, he turned and looked at Zheng Yu.

Stepped over in a few steps, handed the incense to Zheng Yu's hand, motioned him to step forward, and inserted the incense into the incense pot on the altar.

Zheng Yu lowered his head and did not dare to raise his head to look up at the tablet. He seemed to see a humble young man in Qingfeng's eyes next to him, and nodded secretly.

Qingfeng originally planned to pass on a few spells to Zheng Yu, so that Zheng Yu could protect himself.

All the spells in Wuzhuang Temple were handed down by the ancestor, and all the spells of the ancestor came from between heaven and earth.

If these spells are to be passed on to Zheng Yu again, although there is no clear gift of mentoring and apprenticeship, he still has to give incense to the tablet of heaven and earth.

Even if it is a furry trick, since it has been passed down, it is equivalent to a branch of the Wuzhuang Taoism, no matter what, this stick of incense must be used.

Zheng Yu didn't even know what Qingfeng meant at this moment. He only said that when he came to Wuzhuang Temple, he would inevitably give incense to the tablets of Heaven and Earth, and he didn't think of a deeper level.

At the moment when Zheng Yu put the incense stick in his hand into the incense pot, Daxian Zhenyuan, who was thirty-three days away, suddenly felt inwardly.

The chess piece in his hand was placed on the table by him, then he raised his head and looked into the sky, pinching the tactics with his fingers, and carefully exploring every thread of cause and effect.

The old Taoist priest on the opposite side looked at the appearance of Daxian Zhenyuan at the moment, and he was puzzled. He also put down the chess pieces in his hand and said to Daxian Zhenyuan, "What's wrong with Daxian?"

"I don't know! It seems that my disciple did something that caused me to be involved in some cause and effect. The cause and effect seems to be not small, but the heaven and the earth cannot sense it. I can only judge from myself."

What Zhenyuan Daxian said stopped the hand of the old Taoist on the opposite side stroking his beard. He was surprised, and then said: "In hundreds of years, there will be a lot of merit in the world, and this merit is enough. A saint was born, and the gods, Buddhas and immortals all want to get a share of the pie, but because of this?"

Zhenyuan Daxian then rounded his eyes: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The old Taoist priest on the opposite side smiled, waved his hand to Daxian Zhenyuan, and said, "The things that make you feel sensitive are absolutely extraordinary. Just now I was preparing to tell you the truth about this matter. I know you have actually stepped in."

Zhenyuan Daxian's pinching fingers stopped, shook his head slightly, sighed, and said: "Hey, the secret seems to be blinded, so I can't figure it out. You tell me the matter carefully, and let me see what the cause and effect are. How old is it?"

The old Taoist stretched out his hand and separated all the black and white pieces on the chessboard, placing black on the left and white on the right, and removed a lot of white pieces.

Then he pointed to the Baizi and said: "This is like a heaven, gradually declining, and as time goes by, it will slowly go down."

Then he pointed to the sunspot next to him, and continued: "This is Buddhism. Under the general situation of the world, Buddhism will flourish. This is an opportunity and a test."

"There should be variables in the troubled times, but where the variables come from is still unknown. You just failed to figure out where the cause and effect were caused by you, because when the troubled times arrive, the secrets of heaven have begun to be blinded."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he stroked his beard and smiled.

"Brother, you are not honest, you tell me about such a big thing at this moment, are you afraid that I will get a share?" Zhenyuan Daxian squinted his eyes slightly, although his face was smiling, his eyes were full of light.

"Of course you have a portion of this soup, and it's all ready for you. Let me talk about it in detail with you."

The old Taoist raised his sleeve and waved it to the sky, and then neither the pavilion nor the two figures disappeared.

It seems that there has never been such a pavilion here, and nothing has happened.

Zheng Yu didn't know that the incense stick he had just inserted had caused him to change his camp and let his life and soul completely merge with this world.

He is no longer a passer-by here, he is now completely integrated into the fate of Journey to the West.