Villain: God-level comprehension, forbidden emperor's son at the beginning

The old man was very happy.

"The invitation letter to the other shore has been sent out...The road to the emperor is about to open."

Many experienced and experienced old masters sighed after seeing the letter.

This was the case in the past. Only ten years after the invitation letter to the other shore appeared, the vague traces of the ancient starry sky road began to appear in the sky.

And when the ancient starry sky road became clear and came into the eyes of the world, it meant that the battle for destiny in this life had begun.

For a while, the wind and clouds surged, and countless geniuses and evildoers who received or did not receive the invitation letter set foot on the road to the other shore.

...

"Xiaozu, the Hidden Dragon Immortal Vein is ahead."

In the distant sky, a dragon horse came on a thousand-mile auspicious cloud. Gu Linfeng, dressed in white, looked down at the ground.

On the ground, many geniuses were already wandering outside, with different auras.

Gu Chen also held two black envelopes stained with the aura of reincarnation in his hand. He followed Gu Linfeng closely and said at this time.

The Hidden Dragon Immortal Vein covers a very large area, more than ten million feet, but everyone's attention is not on it at this time.

Not far from the immortal vein, a strange and gloomy aura enveloped the entire world.

Bang!

When all the geniuses were almost gathered

Suddenly, there was a sound of a valley collapsing, and nearly half of the Hidden Dragon Immortal Vein sank.

The sinking was very sudden, and all the geniuses, without exception, panicked for a moment when they saw the surrounding scenery changing rapidly.

"What's going on?"

Frightened voices rang out.

Everyone was a little caught off guard. When they came back to their senses, they had already fallen to the bottom of the valley. A bright starry river... came into view, reaching from the deepest part straight in front of everyone.

On the banks of the starry river, there were thousands of red spider lilies, which were extremely beautiful and formed a magnificent landscape.

Under the hazy mist, everyone approached and was shocked to find that the starry river was stained with dust and turbid.

"Forget River..."

Someone seemed to have thought of something and shouted at this time.

It is rumored that in the world... ordinary people who have never set foot on the practice will die...

If they are not saved by the Buddha in the Pure Land, they will come here. I don’t know if it is true or false?

They looked along and saw a hazy bridge above the starry river, which had no end in sight.

At the end of the bridge sat a hunchbacked old woman, hunched over with her eyes drooping, still attracting countless eyes.

She held a black letter in her hand. As if sensing the gaze, she raised her eyes and looked at everyone calmly.

Before the Tianjiaos could come back to their senses, the old woman spoke, a mechanical voice without any emotion.

"Those who received the invitation letter, step on the bridge..."

...

Those who received the invitation letter, step on the bridge...

When these words came out, many people were stunned, and the next moment, many more people were anxious.

"Why did the rules change?"

They couldn't help shouting.

There were indeed many invitation letters, but there were more than tens of thousands of Tianjiao coming this time, so the number of envelopes was naturally not enough.

According to their understanding, in the past, even those who did not receive the invitation letter could still step on the bridge, but the probability of gaining the opportunity was smaller.

In this life, the rules have completely changed?

"Wang Dachui, give me the envelope back..."

"Brother, you don't want Master to know that you peeped at my sister taking a bath, do you?"

What does friendship mean in the face of opportunity?

In a short time, many brothers turned against each other and used various means, either soft or hard. In just one stick of incense, nearly half of them were eliminated.

"Xiaozu, should we leave?"

Gu Linfeng also brought Gu Chen here.

With their identities, naturally no one dared to provoke them, and even few people dared to approach within a radius of ten miles.

He looked at everything in front of him quietly, and Gu Chen asked for his opinion at this time.

"No hurry."

Beside him, Gu Linfeng was very calm from beginning to end, forming a huge contrast with the people around him who were full of mixed feelings.

His eyes fell not far away.

There, a young man in tattered clothes but with extremely determined eyes aroused his interest.

A sweet voice also sounded at the right time.

[Name: Ye Wuque]

[Identity: Son of great luck, abandoned disciple of Xuanwu Sect, Lord of Seven Stars (hidden)]

[Constitution: Immortal Star Body]

[Realm: Return to Oneness and Two Layers]

[Skills and treasures: Star Creation Art, Star Seven Changes, Tianshu Ring]

[Destiny value: 14000]

[Experience: The fate of the Lord of Seven Stars, extremely terrible luck, because he was dissatisfied with the flattery of the master by the whole clan, the public

He would angrily scold the elders of the sect and be hunted down by his master. 】

【On the way to escape, he met the Purple Mansion Saint, Zi Yan, and they fell in love with each other. Later, he made a deal with the fifth son of Zulong, Long Yuan, under the Canglong Immortal Vein and drank a drop of Zulong blood. 】

Xiao Tong exposed his background in just a few words.

"Dissatisfied with others' bragging..."

On the other hand, after learning the details, Gu Linfeng couldn't help but feel a little funny.

This matter could be big or small.

But the bad thing is that this Xuanwu Sect was originally a vassal of the ancient Wang family, and the Wang family... recently mentioned several times that they wanted to rely on his Changsheng Gu family.

At this juncture, if Ye Wuque really dared to scold, the Xuanwu Sect would naturally dare to kill.

"The direction of the Book of Samsara has been found."

As he was about to step into the Naihe Bridge, he looked at the other party as if he was looking at a treasure-hunting rat, and his mind moved, "Mark."

[Ding, 500 villain points are consumed, marking is successful, the owner's current remaining villain points are 5500. 】

After everything was over, he retracted his gaze.

Gu Linfeng's idea was very simple. The so-called protagonist of the Heavenly Dao was more or less related to the Book of Heaven.

What's more, the person in front of him was the Lord of the Seven Stars and a person with great luck.

Since the trajectory of fate brought Ye Wuque here, he would be able to find the Book of Samsara and rise up with it.

Of course... Now the greater possibility is to make wedding clothes for others.

"After all, he is a newborn calf..."

Gu Linfeng shook his head and smiled faintly.

He knew very well that even if he didn't target him, the final outcome of Ye Wuque would most likely be harvested by Long Yuan.

How proud is the son of Zulong? How could he make an equal deal with ants?

...

"Everyone, please step into the Naihe Bridge within half an hour. No one will be allowed after the deadline."

At the same time, the old woman on the bridge spoke.

As she finished speaking, the huge crowd squeezed in.

The strange thing is that although there are many geniuses stepping on the bridge, almost everyone will automatically add an invitation letter when they step on it.

From the outside, it feels like a book of life and death.

"Hmph, I sealed the ancient coffin thousands of years ago and just came out today."

"How can you not step on the Naihe Bridge without an invitation letter? It's a joke."

There are too many people, tens of thousands of them, and naturally there are many people who want to fish in troubled waters. An elegant middle-aged man in a Taoist robe sneered.

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a shadow. Before everyone could react, he had already stepped onto the bridge and looked back.

"See, what a bullshit rule, it can only fool you cowards."

After finding out that he was fine, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes looked at everyone provocatively. The old woman on the bridge did not move, and her eyes were still drooping.

Seeing this, hundreds of people were jealous and hurriedly followed.

The good times did not last long. After only ten breaths, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes suddenly found something wrong with his body while walking.

When he looked back, he found that everyone was looking at him with fear.

"Why..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he noticed something was wrong, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

The middle-aged man touched his face, and he didn't know when it was covered with wrinkles.

He seemed to be dying in the next moment and returning to the earth, and his whole body was no longer agile.

"I've only lived for a hundred years, how could this happen, how...?"

Poor him, he didn't even finish his words before he turned into a pile of bones and fell beside the bridge.

Gradually, the wind blew away, and the bones turned into dust and flowed into the Forgotten River.