Myriad Worlds Military System

After a long time, Nianyi was holding a large bag of French fries and was eating energetically, while Chen Jun was a little guy holding his arms with a helpless expression, feeling very emotional, "It's just this way of eating, it shouldn't be Is it too fat? ’

Chen Jun said that he doubted whether his words were comforting him, and in fact it was useless.

Turning his attention to Taoism again, Chen Jun felt that compared to the vertical and horizontal Yunmeng Mountain, the residence of Taoism is undoubtedly much more majestic. After all, there are many people, and it is a preacher of Taoism, compared to the horizontal and vertical coexistence of two or three people. Home, natural conditions are much better.

Therefore, Chen Jun has a lot of knowledge, and Chen Jun feels that there are many good points in the layout of the Taoist residence.

Chen Jun walked into Taoism as if he had entered the realm of no one. The superb and powerful cultivation of the concealment method made Chen Jun walk slowly in front of the first son of Taoism and no one noticed it.

After walking for a long time, Chen Jun finally found out in embarrassment that he didn't know where Bei Mingzi was at all, just wandering around.

Chen Jun put his uncertain eyes on Xiao Nianyi's body. The little guy became stiff at first, and then ate a big mouthful of French fries with a small mouth. It was totally inexplicable, it was not my business at all. Right? Uh... alright?

With a wave of Nianyi's small hand, a road map appeared out of thin air, with a red dot marking a location. It was obvious that this was the location of Bei Mingzi.

Chen Jun didn't delay any longer, and hurried to Bei Mingzi's direction.

When Chen Jun arrived, he found that the place where Bei Mingzi was located was very artistic, full of an artistic conception of inclusiveness and inaction.

This is a simple loft with a height of more than ten meters and three floors. It is near a large lake and surrounded by patches of golden trees.

That's right, it's golden yellow, not the turquoise it should be in summer.

Chen Jun carefully felt Bei Mingzi's artistic conception, and if he had some enlightenment in his heart, but he was only learning something useful to him, he himself had his own way.

For a long time, when Chen Jun felt well and was about to call someone, he only heard a "creak", which seemed to be expected. The door opened without being pushed or pulled.

Chen Jun was taken aback for a moment, then after thinking about it, and a little relieved, he just smiled lightly and walked in slowly.

After Chen Jun walked into the pavilion, he took a closer look. It was obviously not an ordinary place, it should be a place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

A large number of wooden slips and bamboo slips were neatly placed on the wooden bookshelves, and a few small oil lamps that seemed to be about to go out illuminate everything. The portrait of Lao Tzu was hung in a more obvious place in the middle, and under the portrait, a An old man in Tsing Yi was sitting on a purple futon made of something.

The old man can be said to be a childlike face, and his face is just a kind old man, but he is so strong that an army of a hundred people is hard to match.

The old man seems to have been sitting for a long time, his blue clothes is full of historical heaviness, but it is strange that there is no dust on his body, or it is centered on the old man, and there is no trace of dust radiating the entire library.

Chen Jun knows very well that the old man's strength has barely reached the level of the third-order of Ten Thousand Realms. The existence of the third-order peak that is effective in his own is completely irrelevant. After all, this is not just the gap between the initial stage and the peak, but a span. The gap in the entire realm.

But if compared to the understanding of artistic conception, Chen Jun is not as good as others.

Chen Jun can clearly feel that there is no dust on Bei Mingzi's body and the library building. It is not that Bei Mingzi used his own strength to shake off, but completely relies on his own artistic conception, or that Bei Mingzi was practicing. The artistic conception released inadvertently.

Chen Jun's face was a bit solemn, but there was a hint of joy and helplessness in his heart.

The solemn thing is the power of the artistic conception. If Bei Mingzi bursts out with all his strength, coupled with the blessing of the artistic conception, it will be the peak of the third-tier mid-term.

But I am delighted that such a talent will soon be his own, and I am still a little excited when I think about it.

As for the helplessness, it is still the mood of oneself.

As a matter of fact, the people whom Chen Jun subdued actually had artistic conceptions.

Ou Yezi's artistic conception is to forge swords, and even the most extreme swordsmanship. He can integrate the artistic conception he has comprehended into the swords he has forged, thus giving him extraordinary abilities. This is also the special feature of the so-called famous sword.

Bian Que is the ultimate medical technique, saving the dead and healing the wounded, it is a kind of sage's artistic conception, and it is also a very peculiar kind. It hardly blesses any combat power, but when this artistic conception is realized to a certain level, its effect The silk is no less than the golden oil of merit, but it is not invaded by all methods. When attacked, there is still heaven and even the great road to embrace revenge, which is really abnormal.

As for Lu Ban, he has always said that he does not need this stuff, and it is true that he has an artistic conception, but he has never deeply understood that he is the ancestor of all craftsmen who use Huaxia as the territory, and he is blessed by luck. Not necessarily worse than Lao Tzu and Confucius. It's just that he was too obsessed with organ manufacturing and didn't practice much. With the blessing of Qi Yun, there was no bottleneck in his practice before Daluo Jinxian.

Of course, this is to follow Chen Jun. According to the provisions of the Ten Thousand Realms Covenant, only when you reach another world can you inherit the luck of another world.

There are also Donghuang Taiyi and Guiguzi. One cultivates the domineering mind, the other cultivates the vertical and horizontal mind, and the two moods are almost completely opposite. Perhaps it is because of the opposite relationship between the two talents. Be able to become an alternative friend.

The last is Luo Xu, he also has an artistic conception, but it is the most useless, or a gossip artistic conception, and he himself is not interested in the development of military force, so he has devoted himself to the camp of the formation and the Yuantianshi.

After all, artistic conception is still very important to most people, and Chen Jun has also begun to understand the artistic conception, which is a solitaire artistic conception.

It is hard to imagine that in Chen Jun's peaceful heart, there is still a sense of solitaire.

But Chen Jun's intention was almost just a seed, and it was of no use to Chen Jun at this time.

At this moment, Bei Mingzi opened his eyes quietly, his eyes are piercing, but they are a little too plain and watery, and rarely can feel any mood swings, but at this moment it does not appear to be very contradictory.

Chen Jun chuckled lightly. At this time, the domineering spirit has not yet developed, so let's talk together obediently.

"You have guessed the purpose of my coming here, I won't say much, you decide for yourself."

Chen Jun said with a smile, he looked like a smiling tiger, he seemed very kind, but in fact he didn't leave any room at all.

Bei Mingzi stared at Chen Jun's eyes motionlessly, and Chen Jun stared back relentlessly.

Just when the eyes were wide and the eyes were small, a tender and crisp girl's voice came into their ears.

"Master, are you playing games with this brother? Why don't you call Xiaomeng to play with him?"

Both Chen Jun and Bei Mingzi saw a trace of stunnedness in each other's eyes, and could not help but subconsciously look at the source of the sound.

I saw a little girl in a blue skirt, who looked like a five or six-year-old girl was pouting her mouth, her hands on hips, she looked very angry and coaxed me, she looked very cute.

Of course, this is not the point for Chen Jun. The point is that behind Xiaomeng is a little girl in a purple dress that is smaller than Xiaomeng.

The little girl seems to be purple except for her skin like jade and teeth like a moon. She has purple hair, purple pupils, and purple skirt. She looks a little cold and withdrawn, as if she has forgotten herself in a corner.

Chen Jun couldn't remove his eyes since seeing her for the first time. It felt like a meeting across time and space.

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