Fengshen Wendaoxing

　　 To cultivate a golden body means that the physical body is very strong, but it does not mean that it is invincible.

　　 Besides, holding three firebricks in my hand is really a bit hot.

　　 "Hot hands..."

　　 Moli blushed slightly, but when Lu Chuan heard that he was going out of the Tianmen, he whispered in embarrassment: "Emperor, you have to sign the entry and exit records of the Tianmen."

　　 "Access records?"

　　 Emperor Lu was startled and looked at the heavenly soldiers, with a wrong face and whispered in a low voice: "Old Hong, I want to sign too?"

　　 Mo Lihong whispered: "Emperor, it's not that his subordinates won't give you this face today, but that the newly appointed guardian of the West Tianmen is Baishang Shen. He has made repeated orders, and strictly ordered us to keep the records of the Tianmen entrance and exit..."

　　 "Bai Shang Shen... Could it be Bai Wei?"

　　 Emperor Lu couldn't help being shocked. There are not many unreasonable people in the heavens, and Bai Wei is definitely one.

　　 Mo Lihong nodded: "Exactly!"

　　 "Isn't he in charge of the Shenyu Division, is he in charge of the heavenly court's job of arresting and trying criminals? How come guarding the Xitianmen..."

　　 Lu Chuan muttered to himself: "Besides, Baiwei must enforce the law strictly and impartially. It seems that during the retreat of this seat, the Heavenly Court has carried out some job rotations!"

　　 is still very important job rotation.

　　 But that is also true. He retreats to the world for forty-nine days in Touzi Palace, but forty-nine years, this is enough for a big shocking event to happen.

　　 Mo Lihong whispered: "There is already Erlangshen in Guanjiangkou who has taken over."

"Yang Jian……"

　　 Lu Chuan looked at the Lingxiao Temple and asked Yang Jian to take over as the gods. What did the Jade Emperor mean?

　　The rhythm of the Baolian Lantern?

　　 "Forget it, let's leave it alone, and make the Flame Mountain first."

　　 Lu Chuan had thoughts in his heart, filling in the entry and exit records of Xitianmen, and flew to Hezhou, Xiniu below.

　　On the only way to go west, he found a barren mountain that stretched eight hundred miles without birds **** and threw three firebricks down.

　　The bricks carry six divine fires. When they are thrown down, the six divine fires on the bricks will ignite when it encounters the air. Once it hits the ground, the fire spreads on the spot.

　　 "The level of Flaming Mountain was set by me."

　　 Lu Chuan clapped his hands and looked around. This Westward Journey can also be regarded as a game called Westward Journey. There are a total of 81 levels. Only after passing the game can you get the prize of this game.

　　 These eighty-one levels, now he and Guanyin have set up some levels separately, and maybe they can also set up some together. The rest will have to rely on the targets set by the demon world and the power of the demon world this time.

　　 "It's time to edit the scripts of other levels."

　　 After finishing the layout of the Flaming Mountain, Lu Chuan turned back to the heaven and closed the door to prepare for the next script.

　　 It turns out that in this Journey to the West, Guanyin was busy at all levels, and he arranged the script and took care of the aftermath. It can be said that he was the first model worker in Journey to the West.

　　 But who made him arrange this job too, he had to do it for the merits.

　　 "Emperor, you can figure it out."

　　 When Lu Chuan entered the Xuanyuan Hall, in addition to Wang Shan, Ma Lingyao, Zhang Jian, Nangongshi, and the Meishan Six Monsters, there were now two more brothers, Suya and Susu.

　　 Now that they have no physical bodies, they have cultivated the divine way, and Lu Chuan gave them brother incense so that both of them have also been promoted to the peak of the true gods, which is equivalent to the divine power of the Meishan six monsters.

　　 It was Zhang Jian who spoke just now.

　　 "In these days of retreat, what has happened to the Three Realms?" Lu Chuan asked.

　　 Zhang Jian said: "Given the emperor, the emperor of the human race has died, and the world has changed dynasties."

　　 "The emperor... is dead?"

　　 Lu Chuan was shocked: "How did you die?"

　　 Others may not know, but he still doesn't know the details of Ying Zheng?

　　 That is a man who has not even been able to seize the ancestral dragon, he has the terrifying power of Daluo Peak in just over 20 years...

　　 Will such a person die?

　　 Lu Chuan didn't believe it, so he closed his eyes and opened his heart, connecting him to the countless statues of Zhenwu Temple in the world.

　　 Each of the gods in these temples in the world has his original spirit, which is connected with his mind. As long as he opens his heart and listens carefully, he can hear the voices of people praying to him in front of the gods.

　　 But there is no way that the voices in the world are too messy and messy, so many pilgrims are praying, he can't listen to them one by one, right?

　　 He was afraid of being quarreled into insanity, so he usually closed the connection with the idol.

　　 Not only him, but other gods did the same.

　　 After a long time, Lu Chuan opened his eyes, was silent for a moment, looked down and said, "Really...dead?"

　　 He still doesn't believe it. You have to know that the true blood of the mysterious tortoise that he left behind, not to mention a thousand years, but five hundred years, can still make Yingzheng survive, right?

　　 But now the Great Qin in the world has indeed perished, and the Han Dynasty has also changed its dynasty into the Han Dynasty.

Zhang Jian opened a booklet and searched for a few pages. He said, "Emperor, it is said that one night when Daqin was destroyed, someone seemed to see a black dragon in the sky fighting against a red armored **** man and a golden armored **** man. The black dragon was beheaded. Soon after, the emperor Yingzheng died and Da Qin was subsequently destroyed."

　　 "War..."

　　 Lu Chuan's eyes flashed: "Ying Zheng and Xiang Yu Liu Bang?"

　　 He thought of this all of a sudden, but he still didn't believe that Ying Zheng died like this.

　　 He has been saying that there is no power in vain in the world, and Ying Zheng can gain power comparable to the peak of Da Luo in just two to three decades, and he must abandon his own heavy things.

　　 Otherwise, even if it is the original deity of Ancestral Dragon, it would take a hundred years to cultivate from a mortal to the peak of Daluo, and this would have to be unique in addition to talent.

　　Yingzheng He has seen that the roots can only be considered middle and upper, but the emperor cannot live forever. This is the law of heaven, and Yingzheng cannot be violated, so he should have given up longevity at that time.

　　 Changsheng and Huangquan, he can only choose the same.

　　 And the Great Qin Empire exists because of him alone, and it will disappear because of his passing.

　　 His son can't control the world's heroes.

　　 But Ying Zheng is dead now...

　　 Will it be regretful again and want to find longevity?

　　 Lu Chuan's eyes flickered, and this idea cannot be ruled out at present, otherwise he doesn't believe that a person like Ying Zheng will die.

　　 "Wang Shan, you can go to Shihuang Mausoleum to check."

　　 Lu Chuan said: "If he really dies, don't disturb his rest. If he doesn't die, immediately inform me."

　　 Wang Shan bowed and said: "Subordinates follow the order!"

　　 "In addition, you bring self-defense with this thing."

　　 Lu Chuan raised his hand, and the soap carving flag flew out of his hand: "Remember, be careful in everything, don't treat him as an ordinary person."

　　 A warm color flashed in Wang Shan's eyes and said, "Thank you, Emperor!"

　　The soap carving flag is the treasure of their master!

　　 "Ying Zheng, are you really dead?"

　　 Lu Chuan whispered to himself, anyway, he intuitively told him that this guy must not die that easily.

　　 "Emperor!"

　　 The flow rate in the sky is different from that on the earth, and Wang Shan will return after tea time.

　　 "How is it?" Lu Chuan said.

　　 "As you might expect, there is no cave in the imperial tomb, which is extremely dangerous."

Wang Shanxin said with lingering fear: "The imperial tomb is full of traps, organs, and formations. Even the immortals can be injured. , So I came back first."

"Um?"

　　 Lu Chuan thought for a moment: "This way...I really can't figure it out."

　　 If Ying Zheng died, he would naturally be afraid of being disturbed by others, but why would he be so fanatical before he died?

　　 "Emperor ~www.readwn.com~What should I do?" Wang Shan asked.

　　 Lu Chuan raised his hand: "Don't worry, I will go and see with you in a while. If this guy plays a play, I will... I will ask the Jade Emperor to make his fake play come true."

　　 Wang Shan nodded and stepped back.

　　 Lu Chuan knew that he was still going to travel to the west, so he came to Caolu and prepared to compile eighty-one difficulties with peace of mind.

　　 There is another bamboo forest near the Caolu, and a giant panda with scars on its face is asleep.

　　 It’s pretty cute to fall asleep.

　　 "Hyungui picked it up too?"

　　 Lu Chuan smiled, and walked to the front of the Cao Lu.

　　 "How should I compile it, or follow the original script of Guanyin, Kui Mulang and the Golden Horn?"

　　 After a long time, a book was opened, Lu Dijun bit the brush and fell into contemplation.

　　 The Tathagata told the Jade Emperor that he and Guanyin put Tang Seng in a miserable test, and that the better the Jin Chanzi against the past, the more merits and benefits he would gain.

　　 "No, I have to get something new. It's boring to follow the previous routine."

　　 Lu Chuan's eyes moved, isn't it the gods' mounts that go down to the earth, aren't his dragon horses and mysterious turtles also idle?

　　 At this point, Lu Dijun's eyes brightened, and he started to write on the booklet as if he was fascinated.

　　 In the next few days, Emperor Lu closed his door and began to compile the ordeal of the fifteen calamities for Tang Seng. In addition, he also prepared a plan for the fifteen calories in case of emergency.