I can redeem the merit template

The lazy sika deer seemed to have heard its master's words. It opened its eyes, cast a glance at Wang Yuan, and glanced up and down, with a hint of contempt in its eyes.

Wang Yuan was slightly taken aback.

It is indeed contempt, this beast is despising him!

Wang Yuan snorted softly, he doesn't have the same knowledge as a beast!

And the other one next to him is an extremely handsome Taoist, with a long sword on his back and a pure yang scarf on his head!

Chunyang real person Lu Dongbin!

Wang Yuan thought to himself, maybe this person is not called Chunyang Daoist at this time, but should be called Emperor Donghua!

This ordinary chess game has attracted so many gods!

Wang Yuan couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart, and set his eyes on the chess game, but he was a little surprised when he looked at it, he didn't feel anything strange from this chess game!

It seems to be just an ordinary chess game!

But an ordinary chess game will attract so many gods?

This reminded Wang Yuan of a joke!

Someone raised his head to look at the sky, and the people around him didn't know why, so they also raised their heads to look at the sky. Looking around, it was actually just the first person who had a neck discomfort!

puff puff!

The invisible brilliance circulated, and at this time another invisible aura emerged from the chessboard on the big stone in the void. The spiritual field on the mountain was like a disturbed void and chaos. Caught off guard, his complexion turned pale and he vomited blood.

"It's a pity, if you can't understand it, you can't understand it!"

It was an old Taoist who was over half a century old, with a simple bun on his head, and his face was full of helplessness.

At the same time, he glanced at the figures around him, especially Wang Yuan who arrived at the end, and the look flashed in his eyes.

Those who can come here are all by chance!

At this time, he was backlashed, and he had already missed the opportunity, but at any rate, he also gained something. After mastering it, it was enough to make his own way stronger.

At the same time, the merits and virtues of the figure flowed!

The figure disappeared in an instant.

"that is……"

Wang Yuan had a strange look on his face, it was clearly a cultivator who had entered the secret realm of the Catacombs like him.

Is there another monk entering here?

The other immortals didn't care about it at this time, and they were still fully focused on the chess game.

Seeing this, Wang Yuan pondered for a moment, and simply imitated the example, relaxed his mind, and tried hard to observe the changes in the chess game, and gradually felt a little difference after a while.

Chapter 139 Ziwei Xingjun

In front of Wang Yuan, the surroundings suddenly seemed to be in chaos.

In an instant, he felt as if he had returned to the chaos in the distance. He was drawn by a spiritual light and turned into a gigantic figure, constantly pulling the chaos. There was no time around, and there was no difference between up and down.

Like a seed, gradually it turned into a purple star.

The purple stars are gradually conceived, and at some point, the surrounding universe changes and is innately nurtured.

Gradually, a big star matured from the chaos, broke away, illuminated the void, filled with purple light, and was the most noble.

This is the gestation process of Ziwei Star!

Wang Yuan suddenly woke up from the purple star, Wang Yuan found that he was born with Ziwei Yuanshen, and at some point his connection with Ziwei star almost rose to an unimaginable level.

It's as if his own primordial spirit is the star soul conceived in Ziwei Star!

Life is one!

Life is not only the primordial spirit, but also the natal star palace, which is integrated into one.

"There is such a thing..."

At this time, Wang Yuan woke up from the change. The spirit around him was crystal clear and light like never before. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his feeling for Ziweixing was clearer than ever before.

During the thought, you can mobilize the original power of Ziweixing to protect yourself.

This change is very important to Wang Yuan, unlike ordinary monks with Wenqu Xingming.

Even if he managed to refine the star's life and become the star king, he was just one of the evil stars, not the master star king, occupying the middle palace.

This is a great gift!

Many gods around felt the layers of auspicious purple clouds rising from Mount Lanke, and glanced at Wang Yuan.

In the eyes of all the immortals and gods, the purple energy behind Wang Yuan condensed, like the innate Ziwei Xingjun in his childhood, possessing an unprecedented majesty and luxury.

Moreover, the natal life has also completed a kind of baptism, with a layer of luxurious purple air all over the body, and a steady stream of congenital great luck gathered on the top of the head.

This is the weather that truly belongs to the innate star god!

That's a big deal!

This is also the opportunity for Ziwei Xingjun, with the help of this chessboard, to obtain the inheritance of Ziwei Xinghun.

The boy cast a cold look at Lushen Xingjun, and said with a sneer: "You are kind enough to give him all the things you won from me. Aren't you afraid of losing this chessboard completely?"

The boy was very unhappy and a little puzzled!

"It's just Daoist Ziwei's own chance. If he didn't have such a fate with Ziwei Xing, the poor Taoist would not be able to force it!"

Lord Lushen Xing looked at his hand, the movement of the chess in his hand was unhurried!

Hearing this, the boy snorted coldly, staring at Wang Yuan with some unkindness in his eyes, a trace of coldness flashed away in his eyes.

In that chill, Wang Yuan felt his Ziwei star life shake.

There is also a faint trace of nameless anger coming from the depths of Ziwei Star, like a king who has been provoked by his subordinates!

"That's also an innate star god..."

Wang Yuan's eyes are somewhat clear!

The relationship between these innate star gods seems a bit complicated...

It was only later that Wang Yuan realized that his whole body was not looking good now, the Yuanlu Palace Lantern in his hand was now dimmed, and it looked like it had been greatly worn out.

"It's reached the limit, I can't watch anymore...!"

Such a realization flashed across Wang Yuan's mind at this time, and then he felt a sudden dizziness, so he didn't faint.

The rain talisman appeared in his hand, attracting the water of rain to moisten the Taoist body, which made Wang Yuan feel a little more relaxed!

Although the innate Ziwei Yuanshen obtained a part of the inheritance of Ziwei's star soul, but when his own Yuanshen was put into the chess game, he did feel a huge exhaustion, much like sleeping!

Wang Yuan knew that if he continued to stay here, although he might get another chance, it is not impossible for the veteran to be seriously injured like the previous one!

After thinking for a while, holding the Yuanlu palace lantern, Wang Yuan turned around and left quietly.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Wang Yuan turned around and left without hesitation, the several gods who had been watching from the side frowned, glanced at Wang Yuan's figure with a hint of surprise, and a hint of admiration in their eyes!

Mr. Shou Xing, who was leaning on a peach stick, also showed surprise, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"The old man wants to be a good man again!" The sika deer opened his eyes at this time, looking at Shou Xingjun's expression, there was some disdain in the deer's eyes!

……

Ronke Mountain

The white mist billowed, and Wang Yuanzhou was wearing a purple-gold robe. It was a set of divine robes transformed by the innate Ziwei divine light, and it was also a symbol of Ziwei's authority.

In his hand is a handle of Ziwei Jade Ruyi, and at this time Ziwei Jade Ruyi puts on the star bead, the innate Ziwei starlight flows, the purple is hazy, and it is incomparably luxurious.

At this time, it was directly promoted from the second rank of the golden seal to the third rank of the golden seal.

It can be expected that the chessboard in Lanke Mountain is a treasure with great background.

But Wang Yuan doesn't covet it, there are so many treasures in the world, there is no need to worry about each one, he has a merit template, which is enough to compare with other treasures.

In the tranquil mountain mist, Wang Yuan breathed out Ziwei's starlight, and gradually recovered his exhausted innate Ziwei Yuanshen.

……

At this time, Wang Yuan saw the Tsing Yi Tong'er who had led the way coming from behind him chasing a big white crane, Wang Yuan immediately called the Tong'er to stop.

"Stay, boy!"

"Xingjun, what are your orders!"

The boy was very well-behaved, upon hearing Wang Yuan's words, he immediately stopped chasing the white crane, turned into a streamer, flew past the blue stone and clear water, and landed in front of Wang Yuan.

"Tong'er, I want to ask you, how long have you been watching chess for me?"

Wang Yuan stared, thinking about the story of watching bad chess, Wang Yuan looked serious, he didn't want to have hundreds of years before he finished watching a game of chess.

He hasn't figured out the proportion of time flow in the Catacombs and the outside world. If hundreds of years have passed outside, then there is nothing wrong with him...

But Wang Yuan guessed that it shouldn't be so long.

When he stepped into the chess game before, he set a secret spell in his body. Once a certain period of time is reached, his body will suffer a certain amount of damage, and he will be awakened forcibly.

Tong'er in Tsing Yi said with a crisp smile: "Soon, Mr. Xing only watched it for more than twenty days!"

"Twenty days..."

Wang Yuan's expression was slightly startled, and his heart lightened, but he was still a little worried.

I don't know how long it has been in reality. He has come to this strange land in the Catacombs several times before, and for various reasons, he can't compare with himself in the future.

It can't be said that more than 20 days have passed in reality. If so, I'm afraid the outside world is already in chaos!

But it has been so long, what should be messed up has been messed up.

Not in a hurry.

Wang Yuan thought for a while and asked again.

"So who is the co-owner of the human race today??"

Tong'er in Tsing Yi glanced at Wang Yuan strangely and said, "Mr. Xing, the current co-lord is naturally Emperor Shun!"

"Emperor Yao passed away a few years ago, Emperor Shun succeeded to the throne, and now Dayu, the son of Zhengming Gun, is controlling the waters by the banks of the Yellow River!"

"Dayu controlled the flood?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan's eyes were shocked!

"So Gun has failed to control the water!"

Tsing Yi Tong'er nodded and said: "Some time ago, Gun stole the most precious Xi Soil from Zhoushan Mountain to control the floods in the land, but the power of Xi Soil could not make the flood recede, but made the flood accumulate more and more!

This action offended the Emperor of Heaven, who ordered the god of fire Zhu Rong to execute Gun on Mount Yu. The news was known to everyone, and it was heard that Yu was born from Gun's head and inherited Gun's divine power by nature. Volunteering to volunteer for water control on the banks of the Yellow River! "

"..."

Wang Yuan's expression was slightly shaken, and he waved his hand randomly to let Daotong leave.

He now faces a choice, whether to stay here.

Now is a good opportunity to participate in Dayu's water control!

As the Great Dragon God of the Yellow River Siyu, although Wang Yuan didn't mainly want to keep this god position, he should really go and have a look.

……

The Yellow River is not on the side of Lanke Mountain, it is quite far away from Lanke Mountain. Wang Yuan used the authority of the Yellow River Rain Dragon God to find the location of the Yellow River.

A flash of light flashed, Wang Yuan stopped in the void, and suddenly looked forward in shock.

In the void, thunder surged, violent wind and rain intertwined between the sky and the earth, the clouds were heavy, and monster aura and divine light intertwined in the dark clouds, as well as the sound of fighting.

The divine power is raging like the sky is falling apart!

But below, on both sides of the Yellow River, the rain is still vast, majestic and vast.

Countless torrents rolled, and the torrents on both sides were wanton.

But this wanton torrent is gradually being restrained by the five-color divine light descending from the sky, and one can also see the divine peaks supporting the sky and the earth, moved and divided by giant gods, forming traces of tributaries.