My little junior sister’s breasts are fierce and super strong

Crow Yin, who had been silent as a spectator, suddenly asked: "Master, choose their godheads?"

When Jiang Qingyu heard the sound, he immediately looked at Wu Lingjun with bright eyes.

Wu Lingjun smiled slightly, pointed at Luo Heng, Song Shu, and Gu Zhizhou and said, "They are the God of Snow, God of Wind, and God of Fire respectively."

Then, he paused and looked at the gray-white godhead directly in front of Zhou Shuning, frowning slightly.

Seeing his unspeakable expression, Jiang Qingyu asked, "Is there... something wrong?"

Luo Heng is the ice attribute mutated by the water spirit root, and the Snow God is just right.

The cheap sworn brother Song Shu has a good temper and has a mutated wind spirit root. I heard that the previous Fengshen was a gentle person. Song Shu is simply the best candidate for the Fengshen's divine personality.

The second-rate guy Gu Zhizhou is even more spot on.

After others were selected by the Godhead, the Godhead slowly flew towards the center of their eyebrows. Only Gu Zhizhou was hit.

Jiang Qingyu saw with his own eyes that the fiery red godhead hit Gu Zhizhou's head all at once, while Gu Zhizhou was still wandering in his mind. Looking at his expression, Jiang Qingyu had no doubt that he was hit with stars in his eyes.

It just so happened that the second-rate guy had a fire spirit root, and his temper was occasionally fiery, so he couldn't deal with this Vulcan godhead.

As for Zhou Shuning and Jiang Qingyu, they looked at the gray-white godhead staying in front of her eyebrows. They didn't melt into her sea of ​​consciousness for a long time. They were a little unsure and couldn't figure it out, so they had to look at Master Wu Lingjun and wait for an answer. .

In response, Wu Lingjun shook his head and said softly: "There is nothing wrong, it's just..."

After saying half and half, Jiang Qingyu's head was filled with confusion and he hurriedly asked: "Just what?"

Wu Lingjun gave his apprentice a don't worry look and said slowly: "It's just that I didn't expect that she would reach this point after all."

Jiang Qingyu and Yayin were confused. They could understand this sentence separately, but they were confused when they were put together.

"Then which god is this godhead inherited from?"

"Inheritance does not count, because this is a new godhead." Wu Lingjun sighed and said: "Let me tell you a story, maybe you can understand it."

"Chaos first opened, the sky was round and the earth was round, and there were spirits and wisdom. They were named gods. They absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon from the heaven and the earth. They were born in response to the Tao Yuan of heaven and earth. They could move mountains and seas, call wind and rain, spread the sun, moon and stars, and name thousands of things. Thousands of monsters can make all things live and die. They are the first gods, also called ancient gods. They are the first generation gods. Their life span is as long as the sky. Later, the gods of time, space, killing, war, etc. are all in line with the times. descendants of gods born from the torrent.”

"Along with the gods is the new gift given to them by heaven and earth - the godhead. However, among the new gods, there is one that makes the gods regretful."

Jiang Qingyu's eyes fell involuntarily on the godhead in front of Zhou Shuning's eyebrows.

Wu Lingjun followed her gaze and looked over, with a look of regret in his eyes: "She is the sister of the Moon God Wangshu, Yusha, a goddess with the power of the stars."

Jiang Qingyu suddenly felt a twinge in her heart, and her mind went blank for a moment. When she realized what she was doing, she had put her hand on her heart, and looked up to see the concerned eyes of Wu Lingjun and Ya Yin.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Crow Yin asked worriedly, "Why is your face suddenly so pale?"

Jiang Qingyu couldn't see her face, so she could only raise her hand to touch it, but found that her hand was cold, and a water mirror fell in front of her. The girl in the water mirror seemed to have lost her aura at the moment, with a pale face. His eyes were no longer as bright as before.

Wu Lingjun waved his sleeves and put away the water mirror. Jiang Qingyu also looked away and murmured: "I don't know why, but I felt a little painful after hearing what I just said."

...Is it because of Luna?

Wu Lingjun, however, seemed to understand clearly and did not elaborate. Instead, he continued the story just now and continued: "The symbiosis of the stars and the moon is the same as life and death, but it is different. Their situation is better than that of Xia Hua and her sister. The situation is more complicated.”

Crow Yin frowned: "The Death God Luo lacks a soul and is unable to be born. If the condition of the Star Goddess Yusha is worse than the Death God, wouldn't the consequences be..."

"That's right, she only existed for half a day. To the gods, it was fleeting, as if she had never existed. Even the godhead that had been with her for half her life could not be integrated with her, because they were attracted to each other but repeled each other. .”

Wu Lingjun felt a little melancholy. He glanced at the lost disciple with his peripheral vision, and sighed again: "This is too complicated, and I don't want to mention it again. You just need to know that you can It’s just the girl’s blessing to be chosen by this godhead.” That is to say, not only is this girl’s blessing, but even the snow god and rain god godhead are the inheritance of the first gods in ancient times. Although the fire god was later The born god, but among the new generation, he is very powerful, and he is not incapable of defeating the thunder god and dragon god.

This is definitely a great blessing for these four children.

As she spoke, the godhead in front of Zhou Shuning's eyebrows finally slowly disappeared into her eyebrows.

The moment it submerged, the gray-white divine personality faded away from its original simplicity, and a deep and beautiful blue-purple light bloomed. Zhou Shuning was bathed in the light, as if in a dream.

That is the power of the stars.

"The test has begun." Wu Lingjun's expression suddenly became solemn and solemn, his eyes far away, and he said: "I hope they can all succeed."

……

……

In the world of cultivation, as the door to the God Realm was reopened, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was baptized by the pure air and became purer. Visions of spiritual treasures appeared everywhere, and secret realms and inheritances were opened one after another. The destined person to greet them.

These visions are all intended to increase the monks' combat power and help them grow.

It's night, the stars are shining brightly, and the eyes are dazzling, but there is no moon.

The night sky is filled with stars. The stars seem to be more dazzling than the moon this night.

The Tianji Pavilion was brightly lit, and Ran Chen, the leader of the new pavilion, sat in front of the astrolabe and looked at the trajectory obscured by the fog. He took out the bag of clever tips left by Master Xuanjizi before his death.

"Master, you said that our Tianji Pavilion measures star trajectories and has a glimpse of the destiny in order to help everyone find a glimmer of hope in times of crisis. Therefore, I will definitely follow your will and lead Tianji Pavilion to resist this disaster!"

After that, he opened the brocade bag in his hand and took out the note left by Xuanjizi. After reading it...

"what?"

The confused white-haired boy Zhang Ranchen looked at the four big words "Let nature take its course" on the note. He was confused for a moment, and then suddenly realized!

"what!"

Zhang Ranchen solemnly refolded the note and put it into the brocade bag for storage. While sorting it out, he murmured: "Master is indeed a master! Disciple, I understand!"

When a car reaches a mountain, there will be a road, and when a boat reaches a bridge, it will naturally find its own way. Thousands of creatures will naturally seek their own way out, and the world is no exception.

Destiny has already paved the road, but the road is full of thorns. After you step on it, there will be flowers blooming and the mountains and rivers intact.

In the forbidden area of ​​the Moon Palace, Yue Li, who was sitting under the laurel tree of her true body, closing her eyes and recuperating, suddenly opened her eyes, with a faint golden color escaping from her pupils.

The laurel blossoms swayed gracefully to the ground, their golden petals covered with a thick layer, and their fragrance was fragrant and intoxicating.

There is no moon outside, but there is a bright moon here. The moonlight is cool and the osmanthus is golden.

Yue Li gently flicked her sleeves, and two pots of sake appeared on the stone table. The name of the wine was Zui Jin Zhi, which was brewed from osmanthus. The wine was mixed with a faint fragrance of osmanthus.

He used his spiritual power to control the jug, pulled out the cork, opened it, poured a portion under the laurel roots, and drank from the jug himself, one sip after another.

Tonight, drink this wine to honor the bright moon, the past, and old friends.

(End of this chapter)