Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

Chapter 173 Choice
The stars change slightly and are fleeting.

The blind man Adu has been paying attention to the sky, but he is not the first person to discover the changes in the stars.

Qin Tian Prison, on the top floor of the Star Observation Tower, overlooking the divine capital Tianjing, the old prison officer was sighing deeply: "This is a troubled year!"

Immediately, the old prisoner looked sideways slightly, looked away, and looked through the space, looking at the blind man Adu who looked up at the stars with his eyes full of whites.

He had known his destiny, and the emotions in his eyes as deep as the abyss were somewhat complicated.

Memories from years ago quietly surfaced.

Looking back at it now, it's not blurry at all, just like yesterday.

The figure of the talented but stubborn and arrogant young man appeared in front of his eyes as the memory emerged, gradually overlapping with the fallen and twilight blind man Adu, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and immediately separated.

What is in the past is in the past, there is no need to do it again.

If you are wrong, you are wrong. If you have the opportunity to repent, it is useless if you don't repent.

Life is really a mistake at every step.

It's just a pity that such a good talent!
After a brief moment of regret, the old prisoner sent out a message at the snap of his fingers.

"Ugh!"

Vice Superintendent Xu, who was listening to music in the Chunfeng Tower, received the message from the old Superintendent Zheng and sighed sadly.

The lovely girl with slender waist and peach butt had just been put into my arms, but she hadn't warmed her up yet.

"I hate working overtime!"

Vice Superintendent Xu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. He let go of Keren'er in his arms, stood up and greeted his subordinates who had finally managed to kill a big family, "Let's go and get to work."

A sigh followed.

Accompanied by the sigh, there was also praise for the large amount of money that Vice Superintendent Xu had spent tonight to book the Chunfeng Tower.

It's a pity for everyone.

Only the blind Adu didn't feel pity, he only felt that he was pathetic, abominable, hateful, and...

ridiculous!

He opened his white eyes as wide as possible and caught the faint twinkle of the demon star, so what?

Can what is wrong become right?

unable.

"It turns out it's really Ping, not Ji!"

He murmured to himself, tears suddenly rolling down his face.

The old supervisor was right. Whether it was taking precautions first or observing the results, he was right.

And he, a loser whose real name does not exist in the world and cannot even remember himself, is indeed a blind man.

Not only are you blind, but your heart is also blind!

So many years of perseverance, so many years of sinking, actually have no meaning at all.

Ha ha……

Haha ...

ho ho ho...

"what!!!"

Thinking of this, the blind man Adu screamed like a wounded beast.

The shouts carried far away at night and seemed to be confined to the small courtyard.

No one in the neighborhood heard it.

The world is so big and there are so many people, but no one sympathizes with blind Adu.

Pingkangfang, a song, outside Biyun Tower.

Zhang Zhongjian, the young hero who once wore bright clothes and angry horses, is now the jailer Lao Zhang who is invisible to everyone. As soon as he was decorated with Zheng Da, he noticed the change and raised his head suddenly.

"Hey!"

Lao Zhang muttered silently, "A blind man is not blind."

After muttering, Lao Zhang continued to care about Zheng Da, paying attention to everything that happened around Zheng Da.

He wanted to see what was so special about Zheng Da, the talented person who somehow managed to get involved with the demon star in response to the blind man's prophecy.

Who else can be attracted?

What makes Lao Zhang most curious is whether Huangtou will make any moves.

If so, what would be the action?

Is there any relationship between Yao Xing and Huang Tou?

After all, in the past few decades, the jailers of Weitian Prison had come and gone, dead and injured, one after another. Only Huang Weiming and Huang Tian and his son could not be seen through by Lao Zhang.

Forget it if you can't see through Huang Weiming.

As far as Lao Zhang knew, even Commander Luo, who had great powers and seemed to know everything, was not sure whether this guy was dead or alive.

But it was strange that Huang Tian, ​​a young boy with extremely poor cultivation qualifications, could not see through it to him, Lao Zhang.

When this happens, there are only two possibilities.

Either Huang Weiming left something behind, or Huang Tian had an adventure himself.

No matter which one it is, Lao Zhang, who rarely has clues and is curious, has to track it down.

A series of thoughts flashed through Lao Zhang's mind, and then they were buried in Lao Zhang's heart one by one.

Now is not the time to think about these things, it is business to follow Zheng Da closely.

Zheng Da hummed a little tune and walked happily through the crowd, returning to his cold home.

He was not affected at all by being kicked out of the Prison of Anti-Treacherous Guards, and he did not care at all about borrowing a large sum of money from the blind man Aduna.

He also had no idea that every move he made, including the previous violence against Jiuniang in the room, was under Lao Zhang's surveillance.

Little did he know that Lao Zhang was clinging to him and using him as bait.

Imperial College, pond under the trees.

Wearing white clothes and wide sleeves while offering wine, he sits upright and plays the musical instrument to amuse himself.

You can be sloppy at ordinary times, but now that you have showered and changed clothes, you have to keep it clean.

But just as he started playing the piano, he was far from having fun when one of the strings suddenly broke.

Kunpeng lowered his head and glanced at the broken strings, then looked at the connection between the burning fragments of the Inanimate Mother Goddess's decree, the fragments of the true spirit, and the true spirits of the believers, and let out a sigh:
"One hundred secrets and one sparse!"

With a gentle wave of his right hand, the broken strings were automatically connected. Kunpeng muttered to himself depressedly: "I feel very lonely right now!"

As the words fell, his fingers flew and the strings jingled.

Just like "the silver bottle is broken, the water gun bursts out, and the iron cavalry stands out with the sound of swords and guns."

Kunpeng was filled with murderous intent, his murderous intention was blazing, and he cursed in anger:

"The useless old mother can't even protect her own status and is being stolen without a trace. She deserves to die!"

However, Kunpeng discovered that the person he was pursuing under His Majesty's order had found an opportunity to take advantage of it with great cunning. It could also be said that it was Kunpeng's mistake and temporarily got rid of his pursuit.

That person actually grafted the connection between him and the other world and the Kyushu world onto the body of the inanimate old mother and the true spirit of the sacrificed believer.

Then he used the resentment and betrayal of the sacrificed believers towards the inanimate old mother to replace her.

Although this replacement is currently just stealing the legal status obtained by the dead mother who was usurped by the deposed prince, it does not really completely replace the divine position and priesthood.

However, as long as that person is willing and has the ability, he can be replaced at any time.

No need to say hello.

In this way, regardless of whether the person just stole it or completely replaced it, all Kunpeng can recover using the current conditions is the skin the person is wearing, and it will be difficult to find the person's true identity.

To find that person's true identity, Kunpeng still has to look for new clues.

"I really don't want to go out all the time."

Another sigh, the mood of offering wine is very much like a mythical beast whose scientific name is alpaca!

The old mother Wu Sheng, who was locked in the dungeon of Qin Tian Prison, trembled violently!

At the beginning of His resurrection, before He could figure out the specific situation, the incense poison that was forced into the divine decree and suppressed until now finally found an opportunity to break through the suppression and burst out. Tens of millions of believers prayed devoutly, tens of millions of believers suffered tragic sacrifices, and tens of millions of believers betrayed their faith and reviled...

Sounds, sentences, scenes, inconspicuous, but cannot be ignored, cannot be shielded, cannot be blocked.

Wu Sheng's old mother has never recovered from her condition. First she was beaten violently by Jiu Kunpeng, a ruthless man from the Imperial College, and then from the Qintian Prison, which made her even more injured.

Not to mention barely surviving, most of his life was lost.

Therefore, faced with the outbreak of incense's residual poison, Wu Sheng's old mother had no other choice but to bear it.

After carrying it for a while, Wu Sheng's mother realized something was wrong.

The fragments of his divine decree, the fragments of his true spirit, and his connection with the true spirits of his believers were taken away by the ruthless man Kunpeng, and subsequently destroyed for unknown reasons.

If it's destroyed, it's destroyed. As long as you don't die, you can slowly recover.

But now, Wu Sheng's mother is very panicked.

He found that there was no hope of ever becoming whole again.

He even had a vague but disturbing premonition that he seemed to be a substitute for someone!

"What exactly happened here?"

"what happened?"

Mother Wusheng was very panicked and wanted to scream loudly.

However, the people in Qintian Prison preferred peace and quiet. When they put Old Mother Wusheng in the dungeon, they used a secret method to completely silence Old Mother Wusheng.

Not even a whimper could come out.

Extremely desperate!

Imperial Palace, Tai Chi Hall.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was reviewing the memorial in the early evening, once again paused slightly.

The difference is that this time, His Majesty the Emperor did not continue to review the memorial as if nothing had happened, but put down his pen.

He just raised his head and glanced sideways. Luan Wu, the general of the right prison gate who was waiting next to him, the Minister of Internal Affairs, bowed and saluted, and shouted: "Everyone, my servant is here."

"Go to the Qintian Prison and tell the old prisoner Zheng, even if I know about it."

His Majesty the Emperor ordered in an indifferent tone.

"promise."

Luan Wu respectfully accepted the order and immediately exited the Tai Chi Hall.

Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. Luan Wucai did not dare to be arrogant and asked the emperor, "Nothing happened, what did your Majesty know?"

That's lighting a lantern in the toilet, looking for death!

In the palace, just do things as ordered, ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't.

So, what should you ask and what should you not ask?

You should ask about things that won't kill you, but you shouldn't ask about things that will kill you, that's all.

Just when Luan Wu took His Majesty the Emperor's will to go to Qintian Prison to find the old prisoner, Huang Tian's whole body was completely numb.

Before the server of the God Playing Game was reopened, a change that Huang Tian had never thought of suddenly happened.

He actually heard the voices of people in the real world of Jiuzhou praying to Taiyi Thunder Yinghua Tianzun.

At first, Huang Tian was still taking a chance and thought it was his illusion.

It was because he wanted to restart the server of the god-playing game so much that he came up with the idea.

However, in the sea of ​​​​consciousness between the eyebrows, the thunder of Taiyi that reappeared in the golden body of the Dharma should turn into the phantom of the God of Heaven, the seeds of magical power, and the increase of divine power, but it cannot be faked.

These all directly support one point.

That is to say, the prayer that Huang Tian heard was not false, but something that really happened.

That is to say, the name of Taiyi Thunder Yinghua Tianzun was spread to the world of Jiuzhou for some reason, and there were actually people who prayed to Taiyi Thunder Yinghua Tianzun for help in desperate situations.

"Gan!"

Cursing fiercely again to vent his fright, Huang Tian took a deep breath and tried to adjust his state.

It’s okay to be shocked and panicked for a while.

Even if you can't have thunder in your chest and a flat lake in your face, you can't be shocked or panicked all the time.

In that case, what can be accomplished?

After spending some time, Huang Tian adjusted his state and dealt with the matter calmly.

Let’s put aside the question of why the name of Taiyi Lei Shenghua Tianzun was introduced into the world of Kyushu, and leave it to be investigated later.

Let’s first listen to what those who pray to Taiyi’s Thunder-Responsive God are praying for.

After thinking of a countermeasure, Huang Tian implemented it immediately.

The magical power "Hiding the Sun" was first used, and was used several times in a row to hide the secret of the sky.

Inspired by the third divine vocation of "Controlling Heaven and Controlling Earth" in the golden body of the Dharma, listen carefully to the prayers that have some bad signals.

After a while, Huang Tian looked a little strange.

With the blessing of the newly-obtained priesthood "To Rule the Heaven and Control the Earth", he not only heard the other party's prayer clearly, but also found out in a very short time the reason why the person prayed to Taiyi Thunder Yinghua Tianzun.

"Zheng Da."

Huang Tian muttered silently to himself, reciting the name.

"Old Zhang. Blind Adu."

Afterwards, Huang Tian mentioned two other names or nicknames.

He said that Lao Zhang used his constant attention to Wu Monk's situation to forcefully drive Zheng Da out of the jail and drag him in again. The temptation in it was not too strong.

On the way back, including before going to bed, Huang Tian also guessed what point Lao Zhang or the person behind Lao Zhang wanted to test him.

Unexpectedly, it was because of a "prophecy" made by blind man Adu, or because of a demon star.

It's so pitiful that Huang Tian doesn't even know what a demon star is!

Huang Tian took another deep breath, suppressed a series of thoughts about Zheng Da, Lao Zhang, and blind Adu, and began to think about another thing.

Huang Tian had seen the name Zhang Zhongjian in a certain file in his father's study.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he became a super martial arts genius who reached the top of the four realms.

Even at that time, Zhang Zhongjian was at the top of the Four Realms of Martial Arts at the four levels of Shi, Yi, Yu, and Mo, but he had just entered the level of "Ming Shi" for the first time.

After so many years, even if Lao Zhang loses his spirit, he can at least be promoted to "Wuyi" or "My Domain".

Even "momentlessness" is possible.

As a fourth-grade Green Gold God, who is equivalent to the level of "Mingshi" who has just entered the four realms of martial arts, how could it be possible to discover Lao Zhang's deliberately hidden figure through the prayers of a simple believer?

Even if the god's role-playing game shuts down the server and the god's transformation into the third-grade Qingxing Xingjun is successful, it will only be equivalent to the level of "enlightenment" at the top of the fourth realm of martial arts.

Logically speaking, Huang Tian would never be able to spot Lao Zhang so easily.

But that's just the way it is.

This left Huang Tian a little confused.

"Is it possible that something happened and I didn't know about it?"

Huang Tian couldn't help but have this guess in his heart that was destined to get no answer for a while.

After thinking for a while, Huang Tian also suppressed this guess and turned to think about new questions.

Should he answer Jiuniang's prayer?

What are the pros and cons of responding or not responding.

as well as……

There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in Tianjing, the capital of the gods, and experts are emerging one after another.

A mediocre jailer named Wei Tian, ​​who fought against rape, was the heroic young man who was once famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and a blind man who was in a state of decline was the once dazzling stargazing genius. This is proof.

If you respond rashly, will you be caught on the spot?
This is a question worth thinking about.

(End of this chapter)