Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

Three days later, after the snow, the land in southern Xinjiang cleared up one after another.

The three suns seemed to be the eyes of God, opening their eyes and silently looking at the vast land.

There are many villages and towns in southern Xinjiang that have quietly changed their beliefs, and they all believe in the same existence - Tianzun.

"The Immortal of Heaven asked us to offer him stones, and also taught us the Mountain-Splitting Hammer Technique and the second set of radio gymnastics."

"You are offering stones? Our town is always flooded, so the Immortal of Heaven asked us to dig a river and offer him mud and sand..."

"Why are the disciples around the Immortal so strange and scary? Could it be that they are practicing radio gymnastics?"

"That can't be possible. The Immortal said that the disciples of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect are all good at pictographic martial arts..."

"After doing radio gymnastics for a few days, my waist and legs are no longer sore."

"The Immortal of Heaven is really helpful. Believe that he is a real spirit. He doesn't want boys and girls!"

"Is that true? My child is just six years old. I might as well move my family to your town."

......

Demon Calling Sect, Southern Xinjiang Branch.

The ancient and simple hall was pitch black, as if even the sunlight outside could not shine in. The faint light made the murals on the wall with a wild atmosphere particularly weird.

There was a faint howling and roaring sound in my ears, which was not something that a human could make.

"Recently, my disciples of the Divine Religion have suffered heavy losses. What do you think?"

The head of the Hundred Beasts Hall sat in the first seat, his voice hoarse, like a dead tree without vitality.

The Summoning Demon Religion has always cooperated with Han Zhen, and the Hundred Beasts Hall was born from this.

Now Han Zhen is dead.

The ultimate goal of the Hundred Beasts Hall has not changed, there are only two words - real dragons.

Summon the real dragon to the world.

Real dragons are not innate creatures, but powerful creatures. They are regarded as totems by the human race. In the process of the annexation of various tribes, the totems merged with each other and finally born.

When the power of all living beings is sufficient, it will come into being.

So even if Han Zhen is dead, the Hundred Beasts Hall has not changed much from the past. It is nothing more than controlling the southern border and collecting the power of all living beings.

But now, someone has shaken the foundation of the Hundred Beasts Hall.

"......"

None of the high priests present spoke first.

Please, they are members of the Demon Religion.

Some people usually fight among themselves secretly. What does it have to do with them if something happens in the territory managed by others?

Some people still don't understand the situation, and dare not speak.

The hall master snorted coldly:

"The Holy Son has been in a bad mood recently. You all know that he has always wanted to be a real dragon and return to the top of the Hidden Dragon List."

"If he finds out that we are not doing a good job, I'm afraid he will be unlucky..."

The high priests swallowed their saliva and sat up straight.

The hall master is the brother-in-law of the Holy Son.

After whispering to each other for a while, a priest said:

"Hall Master, our top priority now is to find out the origin of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect of the Heavenly Court, especially the so-called Tianzun."

"Heavenly Court? Wanxiang Immortal Sect? Tianzun?"

"Well, he calls himself Tianzun Shangxian. He has been sleeping for countless years and has great magical powers..."

"Hiss! Creating the world? I don't think even the storybook dares to brag like that..."

The many high priests present were at least at the inner realm.

But even if it was an outdoor scene, one would not dare to speculate how mysterious the creation of the world is.

If this is true.

Let alone a branch of their Summoning Demon Sect, even if the leader of the main hall came, I am afraid they would have to be cautious.

"One more thing."

The face of the master of the Hundred Beasts Hall became more serious:

"This Tianzun said that our Summoning God Sect has only obtained a little bit of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect."

"Is it impossible?"

"We have a long history that can be traced back to before Dayu, but..."

The priests remembered some of the information about the other party that the hall master had just said.

That Tianzun, with a group of disciples around him, all of them were outstanding and showed signs of beast transformation.

This is somewhat similar to the fundamental method of their Hundred Beasts Hall, the method of turning all forms into dragons.

However, the disadvantages of the Dragon Transformation Sutra are also obvious. Practitioners who bear the blood power of various beasts are very likely to lose their minds. Most people lose their minds when they turn into dragons, let alone dragons.

However, the disciples around the Tianzun seem to be very clear-headed.

I heard that they practiced some kind of pictographic martial arts.

The other party's name is even Wanxiang Xianzong!

And, like them, they are also absorbing the power of all living beings!

The more the priests thought about it, the more frightened they became.

Is there a possibility that what the other party said... is true?

Did they really only inherit a little bit of Wanxiang Xianzong, and only then did they have what they have today?

Hiss...

The things involved seem to be getting bigger and bigger!

The sound of whispers in the hall was everywhere.

I guess Xiao Li never dreamed that he just wanted to get some power from all living beings, but inexplicably even the Summoning Demon Sect was fooled into it.

After a long while.

The master of the Hundred Beasts Hall coughed and said:

"No matter the other party, we must give an explanation to the Holy Son!"

"Whether it is true or false, we have to try it out! Try to establish contact with the other party and find out whether it is an enemy or a friend first!"

Although it is a bit dangerous to involve the fundamental secrets of the sect, there are also opportunities hidden in it.

The high priests signed up enthusiastically.

.....

The moon was on the tree branches.

The moonlight coated Aoki Castle with a layer of gentle silver.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a clear bird cry, and it was like a giant whale in a dream sinking into the sea of ​​illusion, and the cry it made cut through the sky.

"The Wonderful Sound Bird has formed."

A gust of wind opened the window of the wing room, causing ripples in Ying Bing's black hair.

She subconsciously opened the big-headed doll and took out the jade hairpin. Just as she was about to tie up the black hair that hung behind the fairy skirt and made her back a little itchy, her movements paused.

The jade hairpin was soaked in moonlight, shining brightly, and it seemed that there was still warmth from someone's palm on it.

When she thought of that warmth.

She remembered a certain Li Tiancai's improvement on the dual cultivation method "Phoenix Ming Tianze", which combined the dual cultivation method with foot massage...

Illusion!

This jade hairpin is a mortal object, not made of warm jade! This warmth is just her illusion....

Ying Bing pursed her lips and tied up her hair with the hairpin. She decided to try the new extreme form, the Wonderful Sound Bird's divine will.

Hualala——

Her Liuxian skirt was suddenly stained with golden light, turning into a golden exotic dress.

She wore light gauze harem pants on the lower body, and a corset with gold thread and gold pieces on the upper body, revealing her flat streamlined belly.

If Xiao Li was here, he would definitely exclaim:

"Fuck, a Western dancer!"

"Maybe he would like this?"

Ying Bing originally frowned, thinking that this dress was too unrestrained, but when she thought of the expression of a certain God Hammer Overlord with shining eyes, she couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

She lowered her eyes, and her mind was surging with divine will.

The wonderful bird, good at dancing and good at listening.

She seemed to hear all kinds of sounds coming from the wind.

"This restaurant is doing really well. I heard that the barbecue here was developed by Xiao Li Overlord himself?"

"Boss, how is the quality of your hammer? Is it good for knocking stones? The Heavenly Lord asked us to dig stones to offer to him."

The Heavenly Lord?

Ying Bing's eyelids moved slightly when she heard the word "immortal".

Which witch spirit dares to call himself an immortal?

It can only be him....

"Mom, buy me a cinnamon cake for my birthday, okay?"

"Silly child, your birthday is still seven days away. It will go bad if you wait seven days."

Birthday...

Ying Bing gently opened her eyes, the moon reflected in her clear eyes.

She just remembered.

Five days left, it will be her...birthday?

These two words are a bit strange, after all, she never celebrates her birthday, she has always been alone, cold and lonely, no different from usual days.

He hasn't finished his work yet.

This birthday will be no different from usual, as if it will pass without anything happening.

Anyway, she has long been used to it.