Creation Color Master

Zhang Jiao's power reached its peak. He threw the eight talismans in his hand in all directions, and then continuously cast spells.

"Heaven Qian, Marsh Dui, Fire Li, Thunder Zhen, Wind Xun, Water Kan, Mountain Gen, Earth Kun, Heaven and Earth are infinite, fast."

Following Zhang Jue's loud shout, eight talismans immediately merged into the void. Pillars of light shot up into the sky, enveloping the theater with the theater as the center.

Then, Zhang Jue threw the Taiping Heavenly Book into the air and said, "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, open it to me."

Suddenly, a virtual shadow of the innate Bagua diagram appeared above the theater. The formation diagram merged with the eight light beams, and characters appeared on the virtual shadow of the Bagua.

Then, the Taiping Heavenly Book released a beam of light, which shot directly into the place where the imperial edict was enshrined on the fourth floor of the theater.

Three imperial edicts were suspended in the air and slowly opened to reveal the words inside. In an instant, the words shone brightly and there seemed to be dragon roars coming from them. Channels of luck and fortune began to emerge from the imperial edicts and gathered in the air.

"Eight Trigrams Divine Luck Array, start"

As Zhang Jue shouted again, the two words "Qian" and "Kun" flew out from the eight trigrams in the air. The word "Qian" turned into a clear air, and the word "Kun" turned into a turbid air. They rose and fell, blocking the entire theater. Suddenly, the theater gave people the feeling of a small world.

Then the four characters Li, Zhen, Kan and Gen flew over and directly transformed into the four extreme forces of water, fire, wind and earth, stabilizing the small space covering the theater.

Zhen was on top and Dui was on the bottom, and for a moment the shadow of the Eight Trigrams shone brightly, pulling a large amount of luck to condense in the air.

At this time, Chu Mo felt that the Yin-Yang Diagram in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be moving unusually, and saw a drop of blood flying out from it. The blood contained extremely powerful imperial power. Even though Chu Mo had never seen it before, he still recognized the origin of this drop of blood.

The blood of Yan and Huang is the source of one's bloodline in the previous life, and it is also the source of the bloodline of countless Chinese sages.

The blood of Yanhuang passed through layers of obstacles and flew directly to the place where luck gathered.

"buzz"

A strange wave emanated from the blood of Yanhuang. At this moment, all the sages who had ever been born felt a sense of it in their hearts.

At the same time, the power of destiny also emerged from the body of every sage who was born, and all gathered towards the sky above the theater.

Hua Rong and Zhang Qing, who were far away in the depths of the desert, were training their 3,000 cavalrymen in the military camp. Then, as if they had a feeling, they looked towards the direction of the theater in Yong'an Town.

Then both of them couldn't help but smile, and at the same time, a powerful aura flew out of each of them and crossed the sky.

"Huang Tian Dao Fa, the art of gathering luck - gathering"

Zhang Jue spoke again, and his majestic voice spread in all directions.

At this moment, all the luck gathered in the sky above the theater, gradually interweaving together and evolving into a pool of luck.

Chu Mo looked at the pond formed by the gathering of good fortune. It seemed to be engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, birds, beasts, etc., covering everything.

"Pool of Luck, Combine"

A streak of light flew out from the pool of luck that had just been generated and penetrated into Chu Mo's brain. Chu Mo immediately felt the mental power in his sea of ​​consciousness surge, and within just a few breaths he had a significant breakthrough.

Zhang Jue watched everything that happened, and when the dust settled, he cast a spell towards the Bagua Divine Movement Formation.

Then, one saw the pool of luck, which was only three meters in size, slowly disappearing into the formation.

After doing all this, Zhang Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the Yanhuang bloodline truly took root in this world.

Afterwards, Zhang Jiao integrated the Bagua Divine Movement Formation into the Hunyuan Wuji Formation.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Tang Tiansheng was reviewing memorials to the emperor. Although most of them were trivial matters, he still handled them meticulously.

A ghost figure appeared at some point and carefully placed a document next to Tang Tiansheng's hand.

Tang Tiansheng just looked at it with confusion, put the memorial he had just processed aside, and picked up the document brought by the ghost.

As Tang Tiansheng read the information on the document, his expression became increasingly gloomy.

"Wow"

The memorial was thrown out by Tang Tiansheng and fell heavily on the hall.

"Okay, there are people who really ignore my Xiayang laws and have a taste of my iron-blooded methods. I will have the Ministry of Justice go to the Shenwei Marquis's mansion and arrest the Shenwei Marquis's grandson Lin Ziwu to charge Lin Mingwei with the crime of privately opening a mansion and building a palace."

The ghost stood below with his eyes looking at his nose and his nose looking at his heart, mourning in his heart for the mighty Marquis Lin Mingwei. His son actually dared to offend the emperor, which was really a shame for his father.

When the ghost heard Tang Tiansheng's decision, he quickly left the Hall of Supreme Harmony, fearing that he would get into trouble if he was a step late.

This incident sounded a wake-up call to Tang Tiansheng. Although Confucians have the talent to save the world and the power to create a prosperous era, all this is not linked to the strength of one's own ability. If a similar accident happens again, he is afraid that he will lose a talented person.

After this incident, I am afraid that the goodwill that I have cultivated with great difficulty will be gone. Damn Lin family.

Tang Tiansheng was somewhat at a loss as to how to deal with this matter.

Soon, Tang Tiansheng was overjoyed and shouted to the front: "Xuan Ye, go buy the house next to the theater in Yong'an Town and build a manor. I will use it for it."

A voice came from the darkness: "I obey your order."

In the theater, Zhang Jiao looked at Chu Mo and said, "My Lord, have you benefited from the return of your luck?"

Chu Mo felt that during his practice, his cultivation and mental strength were a bit faster than before, and he intuitively felt the benefits of the added luck.

With the added mental power of two more puppets of the same level, Chu Mo also has some other means at his disposal.

It’s a pity that there is still no news about the Forget-Me-Not Flower so far.

The capital of the Yuan Dynasty, this is a huge city standing on the grassland, exuding ruggedness and barbarism.

In the palace hall, the Mongol Emperor Wanyan Jin said, "Prime Minister, can you investigate the authenticity of the defense map of the Underworld?"

An old man with white hair and a cane came out and said, "Your Majesty, I have sent several hundred-man Canglang teams to secretly infiltrate various checkpoints in Mingzhou. The defense map should be true."

Wanyan Jin smiled and said, "Okay, Prime Minister, add five more hundred-man Canglang teams, let them cooperate with General Tiecalli, and we will definitely take down Mingzhou in one fell swoop and kill all the Anyang Iron Cavalry to avenge our hatred. I want to skin Tang Tianshi alive, torture him to death, and kill all the Tang family members."

The reason why Wanyan Jin hated Tang Tianshi so much was because Wanyan Jin's father died at the hands of Tang Tianshi.

Wanyan Jin seemed to be unable to wait any longer, his eyes blazing with the fire of revenge, and he said, "Prime Minister, inform General Tie Jue that I will give him five days. I don't want the territory of Mingzhou, I don't want gold and silver treasures, just do your best to kill the generals and enemies, and consume Tang Tianshi's strength as much as possible. If you can kill Tang Tianshi, I will personally appoint him as a general and confer a title of nobility."

Prime Minister Aguyan said respectfully: "I obey your order."

At this time, a young boy who looked a little immature stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate. This defense map is too strange. I'm afraid it's a conspiracy."

Wanyan Xiong's words aroused Wanyan Jin's wrath, and he said, "Wanyan Xiong, all of us grassland men are brave, but now we cannot avenge the late emperor. How can we have the face to worship our ancestors? You step down and stay under house arrest for a month to learn the ways of loyalty and filial piety."

Wanyan Xiong looked at his furious father and knew that any further attempts to persuade him would only backfire.

But even so, he still believed in his intuition that this was a conspiracy against the Mongols and the person behind the scenes was playing a big game.

It's a pity that my father didn't listen to me and was blinded by the rage of revenge. Even the prime minister who served three dynasties was thinking about revenge. I was too easily influenced by what others said.