In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Zhu Wuneng sneered at the fuss made by the little Jinpeng King.

Where is this?

He hasn't seen Cui Yu's weirder abilities yet.

Seeing the air that Cui Yu had transformed return to the house, King Jinpeng lowered his voice and shouted: "Why is he gone?"

"I definitely didn't do a good job." Zhu Wuneng hummed in a low voice.

"Are you going to run or not?" King Jinpeng asked.

Zhu Wuneng looked melancholy: "Let's talk tomorrow."

He really didn't have the courage to escape now.

Let's say that Cui Yu returned to the house, took a look at the outside world, and then noticed Liu Xiu's aura, and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Wait! Without the body, I will see how you can return to Dazhou. You want to plot against me. , I’m afraid you’re a little too young.”

Then Cui Yu did not sleep, but stood directly in the room, using Qi and blood to cleanse the internal organs.

"Go ask Gong Nanbei tomorrow. Maybe Gong Nanbei knows what these two marks represent."

Cui Yu practiced until midnight, and finally a wave of fatigue came to his heart, and then he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

At this moment, a stream of light burst out from the Kunlun mirror on his shoulder. Cui Yu, who was sleeping, felt that his spirit was in a trance, and he came to a world of white fog and confusion.

An indistinguishable voice, like a muttering to oneself, echoed in the mist.

"come here!"

"come here!"

The voice kept urging intermittently. Cui Yu felt mentally sluggish at this time and didn't know how to think. Then he walked hazily into the depths of the mist.

I don’t know how long I walked, but a mirror appeared through the foggy lens.

A round mirror with a simple shape. The mirror is surrounded by mutton-fat white jade, and the white jade is engraved with incomprehensible patterns.

That sound, like talking in a dream, kept coming from the mirror.

Then he subconsciously looked at the mirror, and saw a big man with a python head appearing in the mirror, wearing black scales, black dragons on his feet, green pythons wrapped around his hands, and surrounded by the energy of chaos.

The big man's face was ferocious, and his aura was surging, as if a devil were alive. All the laws of water in the world were surrounding him with compliments, constantly exuding a sense of submission.

But the big man's face was really scary. Cui Yu was so shocked that he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

It was dawn now.

"It turns out everything was just a dream." Cui Yu took a deep breath, and a ray of sunlight shone down from the sky, causing Cui Yu to squint his eyes.

"However, I have never had a dream since I practiced enlightenment and perfected my spirit, energy and spirit. This time I suddenly had a dream for no reason. It is really strange. There must be a reason. The man with a reckless head is covered with black scales and has two feet. Could it be that the big man with the black dragon is the legendary water god Gonggong?"

"This is what the legendary Water God Gonggong looks like." Cui Yu pushed the door open and walked out of the house, only to see the golden-winged roc still hanging dejectedly on the tree, and Zhu Wuneng lying on the ground eating licorice.

Cui Yu turned his eyes and saw Prince Zhou in the kennel next door, still sleeping soundly.

When they came to the next room, the girl was still asleep, and her energy and energy had not recovered from the severe injury.

Cui Yu sprinkled a drop of nectar from a poplar branch, then continued to practice boxing without paying much attention.

Without paying much attention, Cui Yu continued to practice martial arts, putting on postures and constantly refining his internal organs.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ji Wushuang opened his eyes and watched Cui Yu practicing his fists and kicks in the yard. He shook his head and walked out of the village.

Cuntou

Mr. Yu put his hands in his sleeves and was already standing there waiting respectfully.

Seeing Ji Wushuang, he said respectfully: "Your Highness."

"Have you found out?" Ji Wushuang asked.

"Cui Yu studied under Delong Martial Arts School. The Shilong from Delong Martial Arts School is quite interesting. He is a traitor to Wuzhuang Temple. The villain has taught him to wait in the camp." Mr. Yu said.

"Traitor of Wuzhuang Temple? He must have some ability to defect from Wuzhuang Temple without dying," Ji Wushuang said.

"After mastering the Five Elements, although I have just mastered it, I have gained power. Cui Yu learned all his skills from him!" Mr. Yu said.

"Don't worry about him, let's go see the Innate Divine Sword first." Ji Wushuang strode out.

"Since Your Highness has obtained this person's body and soul, mastering the Innate Divine Sword must be a matter of course." Mr. Yu said.

"I didn't detect the imprint of mobilizing the power of the innate divine sword in his soul." Ji Wushuang frowned, with a bad feeling on his face.

"How hard is it to find the innate mark? Maybe it is hidden in a certain essence of this person's soul. It is difficult to activate it without being in front of the innate divine sword. If I can master the innate divine sword, I, the Great Zhou, can continue to add to the national destiny for another five thousand years. ." Mr. Yu said to comfort.

"Let's go and have a look in front of the Innate Divine Sword." Ji Wushuang felt a little uneasy.

Logically speaking, according to speculation, it is feasible. But he just didn't notice the mark of the innate divine sword's authority. What do you tell him to do?

In front of the Innate Divine Sword

Gong Yangyu, Gong Nanbei, and Shoucheng sat in front of the Innate Divine Sword, all trying their best to release their Qi, intending to interact with the Innate Divine Sword.

It's a pity that the Innate Divine Sword is indifferent to a few people, so it is inserted quietly on the bluestone. The whole sword has become dark and rusty, like a broken iron bar that has been rotten for thousands of years.

distance

Cui Laohu looked at the Innate Divine Sword with envy: "I don't care about Kunlun Mirror for now, I want to get involved with this Innate Divine Sword first. If I can master the Innate Divine Sword, all those bastards who forced me back then will not be able to do anything." Melons and wood?"

Cui Laohu took out a bamboo hat, covered his whole body tightly, and then turned into a black mist twisting in the void. A few flickers had already arrived in front of the Innate Divine Sword.

"Where do these rats come from that dare to covet the innate divine sword?" Gong Yangyu's face was cold and he pointed it out with a stick in his hand.

"So it's you, you hypocritical old scholar." Cui Laohu sneered, but he didn't even dodge, letting the stick fall on his chest.

Then the next moment Gong Yangyu's complexion changed drastically, and suddenly a burst of blood and energy burst out of his body and spurted out from his back.

"You..." Gong Yangyu suddenly changed his color and quickly took back his crutches.

Gong Nanbei on the side said curiously: "Innate invisible body-breaking sword energy, Taoist brother has great magical powers."

"It's not that I have good magical powers, but that this old sour scholar has spent all his skills on talking. If he had used his talking skills on cultivation, he wouldn't be as good as he is now." Cui Laohu turned into a poisonous mouth at this time. The trolls mocked Gong Yangyu mercilessly.

When all the heroes in the world went to Zhenwu Mountain, the one who was the most arrogant was this old sour scholar, right?

He is the best talker in the world, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and almost made his own grandfather become autistic.

Even he himself was coerced by the heroes of the world and stood on the opposite side.

"You..." Gong Yangyu pointed at Cui Laohu, trembling with anger.

Gong Yangyu looked at the world. Although he was not among the top, he was still a famous master. He founded a sect and established a sect. He was a world-famous Confucian master and a high-level saint in the temple of saints. But at this time, he was The other person's mouth turned out to be worthless.

Cui Huhu looked at Gong Yangyu, full of murderous intent under his bamboo hat. If it weren't for the fact that his identity would be revealed, this old guy would have to be killed today.

"Hahaha, Taoist brother, please come!" Gong Nanbei laughed when he heard this: "I have long disliked these slanderous Confucians. Unfortunately, my master is a Confucian. I dare not speak carelessly. What brother said today, but The evil spirit in my heart came out."

Cui Laohu strode forward and came step by step to the innate divine sword: "The strong man should let me be the king. This sword is destined for me."

Cui Huhu stretched out his palm and grasped the iron sword, trying to force the sword out.

pity

The Qi of the Innate Divine Sword is integrated with the power of the Two Realms Mountains. The two Qi are in harmony with each other. Cui Laohu's strength is indeed extraordinary, but he is not able to uplift the Two Realms Mountains.

"Huh?" Cui Laohu pulled it out hard, but the sword didn't move at all.

Gong Yangyu on the side sneered: "You should let the strong be the king, but you should pull it out."

"Didn't you pull it out? Why do you have the right to laugh at me?" Cui Laohu retorted mercilessly.

"Brother, the Excalibur has its owner. Now the owner of the Excalibur is missing. If we want to pull out the Excalibur, we must patiently communicate with the Excalibur. If we can sense the Excalibur, we can ask the Excalibur to recognize its owner again. You will naturally be able to master the Innate Divine Sword when the time comes." Shoucheng advised from the side.

Cui Laohu looked ugly: "What kind of bullshit divine sword has such a low value that even a talented and heroic person like me can't look down on it. Bah..."

Cui Huhu cursed, but still sat next to Gong Nanbei, looking at the divine sword with his eyes, releasing the energy in his body, and trying his best to sense the divine sword.

The qi machines near the Divine Sword are constantly changing, and the qi machines of various strong men are constantly clashing. For a time, the qi machines surrounding the Innate Divine Sword flash with electric light, the fire is boiling, and the clouds and rain are constantly intertwined.

further away

Cui's mother looked at Cui Laohu and couldn't help but shook her head: "He is indeed a reckless man. How can he recognize the master of the innate divine sword so easily?"

The next moment Cui Mu put on her veil, and then her figure twisted and moved out of thin air. When she appeared, she had already arrived in front of the Innate Divine Sword.

"Space shift!"

The people present were all knowledgeable people, and when they saw Cui's mother suddenly appearing, their eyes showed a hint of shock.

The power of space is definitely one of the higher laws!

A delicate arm stretched out from Cui's mother's sleeve, and she slowly grasped the sword.

Cui Huhu's eyes were attracted by the delicate arm. For some reason, he always felt that the palm looked familiar. It looked like his wife's palm.

"No, my wife works hard day and night, and her hands are covered with calluses and old wounds. How can she be as tender as a peeled egg?" Cui Laohu's eyes were full of doubts, and then he quickly shook his head and cleared away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind. The thought was thrown out of mind.

"Although my wife has no cultivation skills, she is first in gentleness, first in virtuousness, and most capable of being diligent and thrifty in running a household. How can she be compared to those charming women?" Cui Laohu quickly shook his head, throwing away the unrealistic thoughts. .

Mother Cui's palm fell on the Innate Divine Sword, and the power of space slowly poured into the sword. The sword under the rust was flashing with a cyan light.

However, the cyan light was too weak and disappeared in a flash, and then the sword fell silent.

"It's a pity." Shoucheng sighed: "If the ascended one dies, without the check and balance of the divine sword's authority mark, this sword should have claimed its owner."

"But it's a pity that the ascended one is still alive." The voice was clear and soft, accompanied by a vague murmur. The elders in the field couldn't help but blush, and then their crotches suddenly stood up.

"You are from the Demon Sect." Shoucheng suddenly clamped his legs together, with a look of horror in his eyes, and hid behind Gong Yangyu in a panic as he rolled and crawled.

"Bah! Monster!" Cui Huhu quickly covered his crotch with his clothes: "My wife is still virtuous and gentle, these coquettish bitches cannot compare."

Over there, Gong Yangyu sprayed out two streaks of red blood from his nose, his eyes were red, and his heavy breathing could be clearly heard even by people more than ten meters away.

"Look, I said that Confucian people are all roosters and dogs, but you still don't believe it." Gong Nanbei laughed at the side.

Cui's mother glanced across the field, and suddenly an inexplicable smile appeared under the mask. She moved lightly in front of Cui Laohu: "Brother, my little sister is polite. I wonder if I can sit next to you?"

"No!" Cui Laohu refused firmly: "You are too coquettish. It's not good for my wife to see you. My wife is the most gentle and virtuous in the world. I can't do anything to disgrace my wife."

"If you say that, I'll feel relieved." Cui's mother sat down immediately without saying anything after hearing this:

"Look at these people, all of them have fire in their eyes, as if they want to devour the slave family in one bite. Brother, you are still upright, which is reassuring to see."

"Hmph! Slut! Discourteous!" Cui Laohu snorted coldly, stood up and walked away: "You are such a romantic woman, I don't even bother to sit with you."

Cui Laohu left, and Gong Nanbei laughed, leaning forward and back with laughter.

But Cui's mother couldn't smile, and her teeth were grinding hard under the bamboo hat.

At this time, laughter came one after another, and everyone in the audience was laughing, but Cui's mother could not laugh.

At this moment, two figures walked down the mountain, finally resolving Cui's mother's embarrassment.

Ji Wushuang, who was also wearing a bamboo hat, and Mr. Yu, who had no expression on his face and kept shaking his eyes back and forth, were walking leisurely from the bottom of the mountain.

People from the imperial court!

Seeing people from the court approaching, everyone stopped laughing, or could not laugh.

In recent years, with the frequent activities of the Taiping Dao, people from various Taoist temples, Taoist traditions and courts around the world have become inexplicably nervous.

The imperial court knew that the Qi practitioners were not willing to give in, and the Qi practitioners even knew that the imperial court knew that their plans were evil.

But now the whole world is in a strange state of balance, and the Great Zhou court does not dare to act rashly. The current Great Zhou Dynasty has lost the lotus lantern, and is no longer the Great Zhou Dynasty five thousand years ago.

And this innate divine sword is very likely to be the straw that breaks the balance and breaks the camel's back.

Once the qi practitioners in the world have obtained this innate divine sword, even if Da Zhou recovers the Lotus Lantern, he will have the capital to fight against the Lotus Lantern.

So when people from the Zhou court appeared, the whole scene became quiet.

But no one dares to stop it!

Not even the thought of blocking it!

In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods