Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

Looking at the rolling river, Cedric did not sigh like Confucius, but walked on thin ice.

When [Nine-Dragon Seal] showed a chance in Xianyang City, Cedric was on the alert for 120,000 points.

Although the number of innate spiritual treasures, even the saints are ugly.

But what monster is he facing?

The moral goddess of the fan and the fishing net to attract the Buddha.

When he was in the Palace of Dust, Tianzun Tianzun said, "Remove the hoops on the head, but the hoops in the heart are not removed." Cedric was twelve wary, and he understood how to lead the saint. Ability is not at the material level anymore, but at the psychological level, which is more difficult to predict.

Therefore, when he snatched the disciple with the medicine master Wang Fo, he abandoned it.

As a result, the calculation of attracting the saint was removed. The gourd given by the moral **** was robbed again. Cedric had to bite the bullet to catch up. Although he was pleased to get the disciple Wang Guiyi, but the gourd given by the moral **** himself was not. Dare to take it with you again.

Fortunately, at this time, people were greedy. Although Cedric couldn't tell whether this was a game set by the Buddha, it would break the magnificent calculation, but he really wanted to throw the jade gourd.

Since the son of King Gui’s Mansion dared to take this cause and effect, of course it would be best to give it to him. Anyway, the bait has been eaten by himself, and it has nothing to do with him in the future.

Maybe?

One Taoism is natural, and one is unpredictable.

The two saints are indeed unmeasurable.

In just a short period of time, even Cedric, the quasi-sage, couldn't help being infinitely exhausted. The sages of Dongtu are indeed a group of monsters, and they are still cute.

Both the master and the apprentice were thinking about things, and there was no word for a while.

After a while, Cedric said, "Don't worry, I will help you block the calculations above. After all, this is my responsibility as a master, but the calculations below are up to you."

"The following calculations?" Wang Guiyi's expression was slightly confused, and he was still in the shock just now, unable to extricate himself from it.

"Yes, what do you think of this Datang?"

Hearing Cedric's questioning, as a Tang dynasty, Wang Guiyi certainly wanted to puff up his chest proudly, but he couldn't say anything in contact with his own experience.

"The princes were divided into feudal vassals, supported by their own soldiers, the clans were in politics, the wicked were in power, the corpse seat was vegetarian, the Buddhism and Taoism were fighting, such a situation should have been reformed more than a thousand years ago, but the three saints' luck forced this thousand. for many years."

Hearing Cedric's words, Wang Gui thought of Cedric's exhortation before, and his pupils shrank slightly. "What did the teacher mean?"

"It's time to change the dynasty. The Li family has been sitting long enough." Cedric said with a smile, as if to say a trivial matter.

Compared with Taishang and Jiyin's calculations, this is indeed a trivial matter.

Wang Gui opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Cedric looked at Wang Guiyi with scorching eyes, "You said before that'people should have their own destiny when they live, and not be controlled by others', but from your sincerity?"

Wang Guiyi said seriously, "Naturally it comes from the sincerity."

Cedric turned his head to look at the billowing river, "difficult."

"What's the difficulty?"

"This is the way of the emperor, not the way of the emperor."

Wang Gui was blessed to the soul, and asked Cedric with his hands, "Dare to ask the teacher, what is the way of the emperor and what is the way of the emperor."

Cedric chuckled, "The way of the emperor, the kingship is granted by the gods, the shepherd on behalf of the sky, and the destiny is passed down to the sky. These leisurely sentient beings are like a flock of sheep.

Wang Gui frowned slightly and asked subconsciously,

"What is the way of the emperor?"

"The way of the emperor is to respect the heavens and the earth, but the way is great, the sky is great, the earth is great, and everyone is also great. It’s been a long time since this prehistoric world has existed."

When Wang Gui heard Cedric's words, his eyes were dumbfounded, and his thoughts fell into chaos. For a moment, there was nothing behind him, and his luck was tumbling, but it was difficult to shape it, like flowing fire, nebula, and invisible.

Seeing that the fire was not enough, Cedric decided to add another fire.

"If you are the emperor, what should you do?"

In Wang Guiyi's mind, countless self-cognitions collided, combined and dissipated. In the end, only three images were left. Cedric, Wang Fugui, and Wang Jieyi formed a triangle and argued with each other.

One said that the day and the earth had the heart, the other said the gleam of life, and the last said the infinite possibilities.

In the end, he blended with each other, and he subconsciously said, "If I am the emperor, I shall establish my heart for the heaven and the earth, for the life of the people, for the sage of the past, and for the peace of the eternal world."

Cedric clapped his hands and smiled, "Good ambition!"

The sound is like thunder, resounding throughout the world, immortals and Buddhas evade, and gods and demons are overwhelmed.

Above the Lingshan, a ninth-rank lotus flower withered under the Buddha's seat.

All Bodhisattvas, Arhats look sideways.

The Buddha pondered for a while, and said without sorrow or joy, "At the beginning, I was a Buddhist monk and divided the emperor's luck in the East. Now I have borrowed and repaid it. It's time to return."

In the Yaochi, countless flat peaches withered and never resurrected.

The Haotian God Throne leaned eastward and broke a corner.

"Who? Bold!"

A perfect and flawless mirror rises from the back of Haotian God's head. The mirror is lifted by dragons and phoenixes. This mirror is neither gold nor silver, nor copper nor iron, but is combined into one with the essence of the world of thirty-three days, shining time and space, and shocking the heavens. .

The mirror rises, the heavenly luck is like a Kowloon, guarding the Jade Emperor, candles illuminating the past, present, and future of the river of the avenue.

The endless river of avenues suddenly revealed a cave mansion. Although it is said to be a cave mansion, it is no less than any one thousand worlds. The Zhilan Rui beast is contented, and the nine supreme gods flew out of the cave mansion and fell into the river of the avenue. .

For a while, even this surging river was quiet, drilling wood for fire, setting up houses for residence, and slash-and-burn cultivation of various humane atmospheres.

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"Dayu!" Haotian gritted his teeth.

"The Jade Emperor should know the number of days to revolve, and there are borrowings and repayments. Back then, when you provoked the deity to kill the calamity, you not only broke the interception, explained the luck of the two teachings, but also divided the great luck of my human race, but now it is time to pay it back."

Countless transformation monster races screamed in the rolling thunder and turned into ashes.

A sigh sounded, and thirty-three days later, he threw a red hydrangea, trying to knock down the Jiuzhou Ding and help Haotian check his luck.

In the Fire Cloud Cave, a picture of a river flew out again, a book of Luo, the sky, nine and the earth, and an endless stream of galaxies evolved, holding the red hydrangea.

"Brother, why do you need this? You are also the great sage of the monster race." Empress Nuwa's expression is bitter and sad, making people unbearable, "Why bitter flesh and blood."

"Little sister, know that Fuxi is now an emperor, not a great saint."

A leisurely sigh sounded in the fire cloud cave, and the river of the avenue felt vigorously, a human head with a snake body, holding a piano and singing, the image of the great sage that suppressed the luck of the eternal monster clan collapsed and was washed by the waves of the avenue river. There is no trace of practice in years.