Revelation of the Heavens

"No, it's just that the body is destroyed and the soul is still there. If you want to kill it completely, you must find the space where it is located and destroy its soul." Xingnu knew that Xiaoyu would ask about this sooner or later, so he didn't hide it, and answered truthfully .

The heart is gloomy, killing a tiger will leave hidden dangers, this time the spirit of Mount Sumeru has been plotted so miserably, and when the immortal god recovers, he will definitely hate him to the bone and take revenge wantonly.

"Farewell!" After saluting, he took the two women and disappeared here, and went outside, only the star slave was left here, muttering to himself.

In the outer palace, Dai Ling and the bird had been waiting for a long time, watching Xiaoyu appear, one left and one right entering into the arms, very happy, seeing the two lively and restless little girls all day, their hearts flashed Too helpless.

Half a month later, in Feiyang City, Fei Zhan stared at his father's cloudy and uncertain expression, wondering what the scripture said, which made it difficult for his father, who was well established in the city, to make a decision.

Staring at his son, the corners of his mouth curled up a bit strangely: "Do you want to see what Juan said?"

With a chill in my heart, I didn't dare to speak presumptuously, and stood silently, waiting for the next sentence.

Throwing the Dharma scroll in his hand, Fei Zhan raised his hand to catch it, seeing that his father really didn't care, and sank into it to watch it. After a while, he shook his head and sighed, and there was only a short sentence on it.

"Collecting the remnants of the map to stir up the wind and clouds, and fortune-telling can avoid the catastrophe of life and death. If you are interested, please come to meet and sign the money, Xiaoyu."

"Zhan'er, it seems that you have indeed made friends with Zun Bushi. This invitation is only a short sentence, but I have no choice but to go to meet you." King Feiyang has experienced ups and downs in his life, and finally sat on the throne of the city lord. Among them, Bazi is the only one I love, and Fei Zhan also guessed well. If there is no accident, Bazi will indeed be made the lord of the city, but now, there seems to be a change. Although metaphysical calculations are weird and unpredictable, they can predict the future. , if he does not ascend this time, he will die and fall.

"Father is really going?" Hearing this, Fei Zhan lowered his head to hide the throbbing in his heart, recalling what Xiaoyu said that day, he was really pleasantly surprised.

"It seems that you really covet the position of the city lord very much!" Seeing his son lose his composure and ask him, and seeing his appearance again, King Feiyang said coldly, and Fei Zhan was so shocked that he prostrated himself on the ground and repeatedly denied it.

"Since you like to bet on treasures and covet the position of city lord, I will give you another chance as my father. Presumably, Xiaoyu also guessed what decision I will make. If you go here, then the human race can persuade you to pass on to you as your father. If you can't do it, don't blame your father for being ruthless." King Feiyang said indifferently, making Fei Zhan at the bottom stiffen, completely terrified, knowing that the person sitting above has always said a word, and as long as he speaks, he will do it.

"Father, son..." Fei Zhan wanted to speak to refute, but seeing the indifferent attitude of Qian Qianbushi, he swallowed his words in an instant.

"If you gain something, you will lose something. Since you choose this path, you have to do it and bear the consequences. Get up!" King Feiyang scolded, causing Fei Zhan to ignite a fire of no regrets in his heart, and slowly got up. His father was right, Now that you have to bear the consequences after doing this, if you look forward and backward, how can you achieve success in the world.

"This is my son." It's not that he is ruthless. The position of the city lord is of great importance. The eighth son is far superior to the son in front of him in terms of ability and cultivation. If he wants to change his original intention, he can only oppose him. In the end, life and death.

Standing here, speechless, waiting for the result, King Feiyang's figure dissipated, and looking back again, he was already thousands of miles away.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I entrust my life to you," Fei Zhan sighed, staring at Yunjiang City, not thinking about it, escaping will only lose the last chance, if you stay here and bear the consequences.

Six days later, Xiaoyu received news of the remnant picture and was about to leave. Huang Yiqin and Yan Que had already left half a month ago. One went to Fengyao Pavilion to listen to the report and bring the news, and the other arrived in the next city to confirm the matter of the remnant picture. Right now, he is the only one who sets off in person. As for the six sons, Mocha and others, there is no hope at all. These people can stay here to watch the house, but they dare not hand over important matters lightly, otherwise, disaster will happen.

Before going there, Bing Yu stepped forward to report that there was a man outside the mansion begging to see him.

Taking a peek at this progressive girl, she has only been consecrated for four years. She is talented and intelligent, which is really good. As Bingyu's guide, I also hope that this girl will go further.

"Last time I taught you the Tao, can you study it, can you understand it?" Xiaoyu got up and stepped out to meet him in person. The foreigner could guess who it was without thinking too much.

"Somewhat confused!" Bing Yu hesitated for a moment, but finally told the truth.

With a flick of the fingers, it condensed into a Taoist talisman, and put it in Bingyu's little hand. Seeing the girl in shock, she said lightly: "Think with your heart, and understand with your heart. I can only guide you, not impose will and thinking. In this talisman You can realize some truths carefully, how far you can go in the future depends on your hard work."

Put the talisman into the ring rewarded by Xiao Yu, and after more than ten breaths of silence, he asked a question: "My lord, can you tell Bing Yu that besides eternity, what is the use of cultivating the Tao?"

"The ruler is short, and the inch is long. I can't talk about it one-sidedly. I can only give you inspiration. As you think about it, in a nutshell, get rid of what you hate and keep what you like. For example, Fengyao Pavilion You are very annoying, you can change the rules of this order with strength, and the good things in the world can only be realized with strength." Xiaoyu guided this girl with good guidance.

"Get rid of the disgust and keep the love!" Bing Yu lowered her head and murmured, not knowing what kind of thoughts were in her heart.

This is all Xiaoyu said, and there are only these things that can be said, all the way, the way is clear, the meaning is clear, the direction is clear, but Bingyu is different, it can only guide and educate rather than dominate its thinking.

When he walked to the gate, he stared at the city lord in front of him. He had a middle-aged face, bright eyes and star eyebrows, and an indifferent expression. The most peculiar thing was the mole on the tip of his nose, which was as red as blood and like falling jade drops.

"King Feiyang, please!" After a moment of silence, he spoke first.

With a blank face, he entered the hall side by side with Xiaoyu, and sat facing each other.

"How many remnants of the pictures do you have in your hand?" King Feiyang looked solemn, and asked bluntly, if the great changes in the ancient demon world were really related to the human race in front of him, they could be eradicated.

"Four, plus the seven in the hands of the city lords, only one is missing." It's not that Xiaoyu is honest, but telling the front-end city lord that it is imperative to collect twelve remnants of the map, and no one can stop it. If you block it, you will die!

"According to you? The seven remnants of the map are held in the hands of the city lords. As far as I know, except for the old monsters of the three capitals who don't pay much attention to this object, the rest are all protected by life." The corners of King Feiyang's mouth taunted, With one word, he got up and was about to leave. Xiaoyu's strength is indeed tyrannical, but to kill the city lord is simply a dream. Variables exist.

"King Feiyang, why bother to leave, let me do my best as a landlord." The body collapsed and disappeared, and reappeared, standing in front of King Feiyang with his hands behind his back.

"You are looking for death!" Xiaoyu's move is equivalent to provocation, making King Feiyang's expression cold, and when the murderous intent is ready, he presses down with his palm, and his five fingers give birth to thousands of mountains. Thousands of green fronts, three feet and three inches, strangle Feiwu, The strong storm rolled up strong dust, trying to kill Xiaoyu.

The corners of his mouth curled up strangely, and his will was full of thousands of miles, and he moved into Mount Sumeru together with his body and magic.

Inside, Xingnu opened his eyes, and as soon as the figure of King Feiyang appeared, the fairy body stood up, and he raised his hand to pinch it. Peel off the cassock, hold the sun and the moon, and pick peaches as easily as to destroy this unworldly law, and you must capture it.

"Qing Feng Ding Ding." Feiyang King's face is terrifying, and he puts down a shoulder-length word, his body casts the tripod and does not move, the treasures of heaven and earth gather, he moves forward, cuts the cracks, turns the victory and defeat, and the visions bloom everywhere, forming a sharp blade that soars to the sky , It is difficult to suppress, cut through the law of star slaves, and point directly at the fairy body.

The wind blows on the battlefield, one blow shocks the sky, the star slave looks sullen, with five fingers gripped, crushed by the last magic magic, the world in the palm grabs the mayfly, crushes the ants to death, destroys the Taoism, the brilliance reaches the extreme, no matter how the flying king's fairy art takes off , are hard to escape killing, face, and finally panic.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoyu shook his head, transmitted sound to Xingnu for a moment, nodded hesitantly and dullly, dispersed the law, and let go of King Feiyang.