History's first sorcerer

Xi Zhu feels that he has failed in life.

Zhou Changyong and the others didn't understand why he helped Yi Zhichun in the early stage, and Yi Zhichun didn't understand why he wanted to help Zhou Changyong in the later stage?

Changing the course, towards Qin Muchu, is indeed not a good word.

But, who can understand his helplessness now?

As a human emperor, he could not defy the destiny, and could only watch the catastrophe fall helplessly.Not only can't stop it, but it has to accelerate the outbreak of this catastrophe. Only in this way can the survival of the vast majority of human races be guaranteed.

Sacrificing a small number of people for the overall benefit of the human race was his choice.

But now, this catastrophe has begun to shake the foundation of the human race, and he realizes that the situation is completely out of control, even if a moth flies to the flame, he has to go.

In the final analysis, it can only be the four words "involuntary".

"...The short decades you mentioned contained countless human lives." Xi Zhu couldn't help showing a look of sadness on his face, "Since I am the emperor of the human race, I can't change my destiny. My fault. But if the foundation of the human race is shaken, even if it is a fight, I am willing."

"The emperor thinks that you will be my opponent?" Yi Zhichun smiled lightly, as if he didn't take Xi Zhu's performance seriously.

Since he has been planning for so many years, he naturally knows the possibility that Xi Zhu may turn against him halfway.Therefore, he was not in a panic, but wanted to see what kind of things Xi Zhu could do.

"Outside the Fuxi Dojo, you are invincible, but within the Dojo, even if I can't beat you, I will never lose!"

After saying that, Fuxi Taoist Temple seemed to be responding to Xi Zhu's words, and misty mist began to rise in the entire Taoist Temple, covering the entire Taoist Temple in an instant, turning it into a vast expanse of whiteness.At the same time, countless formations came out from the top and bottom of Fuxi Dojo, and countless light spots appeared in the mist.And these light spots are almost all where the eyes of the formation are.

The scene in front of me is extremely beautiful.

But amidst such beautiful scenery, there is a murderous intent that is enough to make even a quasi-sage dare not act rashly.

Even if it moves half a minute, it is possible to be involved in different formations at the same time.Moreover, once a formation is affected, it will attract countless other formations to target.

It is rumored that the saint Fuxi in the past had countless enemies before he became a saint. He set up a lot of killing arrays in the dojo, and killed countless enemies for him. It can be said that he has a great reputation.

"I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would see the full power of the Fuxi Taoist Temple. I really think highly of me." Yi Zhichun smiled at Xi Zhu, who could no longer see him, "Forget it, I have heard of the reputation of the Fuxi Taoist Temple for a long time, and now there are Give this opportunity a good try, wouldn’t it be a waste of a good opportunity?”

Right and wrong sky boundary.

Zhou Changyong and the other three have reached the "weakest" place in the mouth of Taishan Mansion.

Indeed, the concentration of dead air here is much weaker than other places, but the range of improvement is limited.But what Zhou Changyong wondered was, why is there less dead energy here?Logically speaking, the dead energy is the same as the spiritual energy, and it circulates. In this area, there shouldn't be some strong and some weak.

Zhou Changyong had this doubt, so he asked directly.

Lord Taishan pondered for a moment, "It is said that after the closure of Huangquantian, many quasi-sages came to try to get close to Huangquantian, and this is where they stood at the beginning. As time passed, some large energy breath, so the death breath here is much weaker than other places.”

"Even if it is a quasi-sage, it is not easy to leave a breath here after many years. I am afraid that many quasi-sages have stayed here before, so that is the case." Zhou Changyong analyzed seriously, "That would be interesting , There are so many quasi-sages, they stay in the same position every time, is it because there is something special about this place?"

"This... I have tried to go up, but it is a pity that my strength is not good, and I can only get close to half an inch at most. Moreover, the stronger the strength, the shorter the distance will be. When I become a quasi-sage, I can Really stand up." Taishan Mansion Lord explained solemnly, "Perhaps because of this, so many quasi-sages have stepped forward throughout the ages."

"It seems that there should be something special here..." Zhou Changyong looked at it suspiciously, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

"I'll go up and have a look." Shi Wujiu heard Zhou Changyong's doubts, so he simply stood up.

Those who stood here before were quasi-sages, and Shi Wujiu felt that he would not lose to them.There is not much time now, so naturally we have to make good use of it. How can it be faster to go to battle in person?

Shi Wujiu dared to do such a move, firstly because he was relying on force, he would not take such a trivial matter seriously; secondly, because Zhou Changyong was by his side, he didn't have to worry about the rear.

The barrier that was insurmountable to the Prince of Mount Tai was as fragile as window paper in front of Shi Wujiu, hardly causing any resistance.

However, the moment he stood up, Shi Wujiu found that he still underestimated this place.

In front of his eyes, countless pictures flashed in an instant.

"When the world was created, the first breath of life between the heaven and the earth was seized by me. By my will, this will be my Daoist soldier from now on."

"Why is the Daoist Soldier who has lost his will so incomplete? Well, since it is destined, I will accept it."

"I can't sacrifice it, the chance of this thing is not up to me."

"Really."

"Don't be like me."

……

Shi Wujiu's memory seemed to be read by someone purposely.Those things that he remembered and those he couldn't remember, all flashed in his mind like a horse on a horse, and finally froze directly in the Demon Palace where he once saw Shi Zhenzhen in his dream.

Shi Wujiu woke up suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his head.

He took two steps back, with a slightly pale face, looked at Zhou Changyong and Taishan Mansion Jundao, "I am here, and I seem to have seen my past and present."

Shi Wujiu has already done the calculation.

He lived a total of this life.

When he was a Daoist soldier, he didn't have his own intelligence, so he only occupied a small part, and the memory he had after giving birth to his intelligence was also limited.Therefore, he quickly woke up from this hallucination, and his state of mind did not undergo any obvious changes.

He is already at the quasi-sage level.

Logically speaking, there should be nothing in the nine heavens and ten worlds that could affect him, let alone spy on his memory.If there is such a thing here, it is no wonder that those quasi-sages will come here.

If those who have reincarnated many times in the past life, maybe they can recall all kinds of pasts here, and finally achieve the purpose of tempering their mood and improving their cultivation.Isn't that why these quasi-sages came here?

"Really?" Prince Taishan looked a little excited, turned his head to look at Zhou Changyong and said, "I heard that there is a three-life stone in Huangquantian, which can remind people of the past and present. It's just that after the closure of Huangquantian, I have never seen it. Could it be that the Sansheng Stone is here?"

This is not impossible, after all, the book of life and death can come out of Huang Quantian, it doesn't mean that other things can't come out.

Zhou Changyong heard the words and walked towards Shi Wujiu.

When he was about to walk to Shi Wujiu's side, Zhou Changyong also sensed a force blocking him from going up.However, after he took out the book of life and death, this force disappeared, and Zhou Changyong also walked to Shi Wujiu's side smoothly.

The moment he stood up, Zhou Changyong was already ready to see the past and present, but after he stood up, there was nothing.

Zhou Changyong turned around in a circle, but found that there was still no movement.

Shi Wujiu's face darkened.

"Why is this place still engaging in discrimination?"

Just now, he was no exception at all, since Zhou Changyong came up, nothing happened.

"Perhaps, it's because my previous life can't be seen here." Zhou Changyong had a guess in his heart, he was not from this world, and maybe the Three Lives Stone really couldn't show anything.Even in the Book of Life and Death, only his present life is recorded.

"Well, I'm pretty much used to it anyway." Shi Wujiu said what he said sincerely, after all, he couldn't compare with Zhou Changyong, a son of Heaven's Dao, "Since there is a problem here, do you want me to dig it up, Dig out that broken stone you were talking about?"

"What do you use for digging it out?" Zhou Changyong asked Shi Wujiu in a good mood.

What is it for?

Shi Wujiu thought about it and found that it was really useless.

Well, that's still not digging.

"There are things from Huangquantian here, which means that this place may be the closest to Huangquantian." Zhou Changyong said so, and then released all his nine star ghosts, "Everyone gathers firewood like a flame, so why don't everyone Come out and have a look."

Ying Zhuchun, Bai Tongzi, Kong Shu and others showed up one after another, looking at the surrounding environment in amazement.

Although they knew that the master wanted to open Huangquantian with them, no one knew exactly how to open it.

"Since Huangquantian is adjacent to the sky of right and wrong, why not fly up to have a look?" Kong Shu pondered for a while, then put forward his own opinion.It doesn't seem to be of any use to stay here all the time.Zhou Changyong released all nine star ghosts, but no changes were seen here.

"It's a way." Zhou Changyong nodded, and looked at Shi Wujiu with a smile, "Wujiu, can I trouble you to go up with me to have a look?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Shi Wujiu enjoyed the feeling of Zhou Changyong asking for help, immediately grabbed Zhou Changyong's shoulder, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, Shi Wujiu and Zhou Changyong had rushed to the highest point in this world.

They can clearly feel that the atmosphere here is completely different from that below.

Not only dead air, yin air, and resentment air, but also some strange breaths that are indescribable and whose origins are all mixed together, forming a great resistance.

"What is it, break it for me!"

Shi Wujiu frowned slightly, rather displeased, he waved his hand violently, interrupting the strange aura directly, and pulled Zhou Changyong forward.

However, after being interrupted by Shi Wujiu, the air mass condensed together at an unimaginable speed, and directly devoured Shi Wujiu's strength, and became even bigger.

Shi Wujiu was about to continue to attack, but was held down by Zhou Changyong.

"No blame, you are full of vitality, why not try with the vitality in your body?" Zhou Changyong suggested.

Logically speaking, Huang Quantian will die one day, and the two are relatively balanced and harmonious, but since they entered here, they only saw endless death energy, but no vitality at all, which is completely inconsistent. The essence of Huang Quantian's orthodoxy lies in it.

Therefore, Zhou Changyong believes that the key to breaking the game should still be to introduce such a little vitality, so as to achieve the effect of affecting the whole body by pulling one hair.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why God arranged for him to meet Wugui.

Shi Wujiu nodded, extracted a sliver of vitality from his body, and that sliver of vitality turned into a little emerald green light, pouring directly into the mass of energy.

boom--

It was as if water droplets had splashed into a frying pan.

This area was originally peaceful, but when life came out, it suddenly vibrated violently.

The Lord Taishan felt the vibrations even greater below, and it took some effort to stabilize his figure, and an extremely solemn expression could not help but appear on his face.

"The key to breaking the game is vitality?" Lord Taishan muttered to himself, "That's right, what ghost cultivators like me lack most is such vitality."

Because of this, throughout the ages, so many ghost cultivators have come in and can't get closer to Huang Quantian.

And if a pure living immortal came in, without the help of the book of life and death, it would be very difficult just to escape the trial of the three life stones, let alone others?

Only by grasping the book of life and death, gaining insight into the mystery of it, and entering with a quasi-sage full of vitality like Shi Wujiu, can we get close to the real Huangquantian.

All of these piles show that Zhou Changyong is the one who is destined to be able to open Huang Quantian!

At this moment, Zhou Changyong and Shi Wujiu were standing in the sky, seeing this ball of Qi was pulled by a little vitality, and burst open.A gust of wind rose from nowhere, directly blowing away all the dead air in this area, and the top of a boulder was even exposed on the ground.

Lord Taishan widened his eyes slightly, looking at everything in front of him in shock.

The dead air that was blown away soon formed an unfathomable long ladder.

There are eighteen shapes before and after the long ladder, but there are some colorful plants and trees growing on the steps, which seem to be full of vitality, offsetting a little seriousness.

But this is said to be a long ladder, but if you look closely, you will see that there seem to be many strange scenes in it, which is daunting.There seemed to be many voices echoing in my ears, there were sounds of joy and a lot of crying.

"This long ladder is completely unpredictable, will you be able to get close to Huangquantian after walking to the end?" Shi Wujiu is completely ignorant of these ghost cultivation methods, but it does not prevent him from being aware of the dangers and opportunities of this long ladder.

In ancient times, there seemed to be such a ladder for mortals to become immortals and gods.Then, on the other hand, adults and ghosts naturally have such a ladder to the earth.

"No one knows." Zhou Changyong shook his head slowly, "But if we don't go up, maybe we won't know for the rest of our lives."

When Lord Taishan also flew in front of the stairs from the ground, Zhou Changyong took out the book of life and death, looked at Lord Taishan and said, "Master Tai, did you speak from the bottom of your heart?"

"Every word and every word is sincere." When Lord Taishan saw the book of life and death in Zhou Changyong's hands, he knew that it was time for him to make a choice.

But so what?

He has already made his decision.

In order to wait until today, they do not know how many ancestors of the ghost cultivator lineage have gone on and on, just for a little illusory hope, they want to open Huangquantian and revive the orthodoxy.

Among them, many people took detours, such as his disciple Huanxi Guimu.He still remembered the expectations he had for her when he accepted her as his disciple, and he also remembered the various teachings he gave her, but she still walked on the wrong path little by little under his nose.

Every time I think about it, Lord Taishan always thinks in his heart, if Huang Quantian is opened, so that his clumsy disciple can see hope and see the way forward, if he has a firm goal, why is she here?

Practice without hope is really a great torture for long-lived monks.

If they can open Huang Quantian, then there will never be anyone like Huan Xi Gui Mu in the future.For this reason, even if he made a little sacrifice, why not?

Countless thoughts flashed through Lord Taishan's mind, and finally he signed his name on the book of life and death.

He was originally a ghost cultivator, and it would not be difficult at all to transform into Zhou Changyong's star ghost.

Zhou Changyong closed the book of life and death, and couldn't help looking at Taishan Fujun with a little more admiration in his eyes, "Fujun, everything will be up to us from now on."

Lord Taishan nodded and said, "My master said before that the tenth star ghost should be used as a guide. For the sake of safety, I will walk in front. If there is a change, you don't have to save me, just leave."

"Your Majesty, don't worry."

Lord Taishan responded lightly, and stepped directly on the first step.

The moment he stepped on it, countless resentments came over him.

Those grievances turned into countless human forms, all of which were the appearances of the people in Taishan Prefecture's memory, and naturally there was also the appearance of his disciple Huanxi Ghost Mother.

"Master Taishan, you are going crazy!"

"Hahaha, you ghost cultivators are doomed to wither. It's a pity that you have such aptitude. Why don't you become my puppet, and you can be honored by ascension in the future."

"This treasure is mine, brother, don't blame me for being cruel, blame only Master for always favoring you!"

"Hand over the Nirvana Sutra."

"Master, save me!"

……

Will these grievances change according to people's memory?

I'm afraid this is the first real test!

That underestimated him too!

Lord Taishan was extremely firm, even if these grievances turned into the appearance of his relatives and friends, he was not at all timid, and directly dispelled these grievances and continued to move forward.

Zhou Changyong and others followed Taishan Fujun and walked up the first step safely.

"When I practiced in Taishan Dojo before, I knew that Lord Taishan should not be underestimated. I didn't expect him to be so unexpected." Feng Xixi couldn't help but sighed at Feng Xiaolou.

Huanxi ghost mother is their enemy, and Taishan Fujun is the master of Huanxi ghost mother.

When she and her younger brother went to the Taishan Dojo to practice, instead of doing anything to them, the Taishan Mansion Lord taught them carefully.Now that Huang Quantian is about to be opened, there are infinite crises among them, but Lord Taishan still did not back down, instead he has made up his mind to use himself as a guide to pave the way.

If ghost cultivators have more people like this, why not revive them?

Feng Xixi has always felt that the ghost cultivator's orthodoxy is not inferior to that of the immortal cultivator's orthodoxy, and now he is even more proud of it.

There is nothing wrong with their choice!

Lord Taishan walked steadily, and Zhou Changyong who was behind him benefited a lot from his endless methods of ghost cultivation.

By the fourth day, the steps had already been walked by one-third.

And when he was about to reach the seventh staircase, the staircase suddenly turned into a secluded pool, and the water in the pool directly submerged Mr. Taishan. His speed was so fast that Shi Wujiu only had time to catch a piece of Mr. Taishan. Cut off the sleeves.

The water looked clear and transparent, but when I looked down, I couldn't see my own shadow, only some important fragments of my life.

"It seems to be the water of Wangchuan." Zhou Changyong was amazed, he had seen it in his memory when he was practicing in the book of life and death, but why did it appear here now?

The most important thing is, what happened to Lord Taishan?

"Wangchuan water?" Shi Wujiu was stunned for a moment, even if he didn't understand ghost cultivation, he had heard of Wangchuan's name, "It seems that those ghosts must drink a bowl of Wangchuan water before reincarnation. Now Mount Tai What will happen if the whole of the Fujun goes down?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Changyong's face was serious, "But Taishan Fujun possesses the "Nirvana Sutra", even if the body dies and the dao disappears, he can be reborn in Nirvana once. But there is no change now, and the Fujun is only temporarily trapped."

Not long after Zhou Changyong finished speaking, the calm pool of water changed again.

"Retreat." Shi Wujiu subconsciously stood in front of Zhou Changyong, ready to attack at any time.

There were many currents in that pool of water, as if they wanted to pull Zhou Changyong, Shi Wujiu and others into it.

As soon as the water flow approached them, Shi Wujiu had injected some power into the mahjong tiles and flew one directly over.

boom!

The mahjong tile in Shi Wujiu's hand exploded instantly when it met the water flow, and the water splashed, but it didn't splash on Zhou Changyong's body at all.

"Since Lord Taishan can live again, I can be a little more generous." Shi Wujiu said enthusiastically.

His so-called generosity is to take out dozens of mahjong tiles, inject his own strength into them all, and then draw and throw one, turning the moment that should be nervous and excited into a child's play.

"Three!"

"Chicken!"

"Five barrels."

……

"Another [-] yuan, what a fool!"

Shi Wujiu threw a pile of mahjong tiles down in one breath, frying the pool of water until it barely condenses.

Soon, this seemingly inexhaustible pool of water could no longer withstand Shi Wujiu's smashing down like this, and directly "vomited" the trapped Lord Taishan out, and returned to the appearance of steps.

Zhou Changyong: ...

Star Ghost: ...

"Master, what are you throwing?" Chen Huayu, who had just become a star ghost, hadn't grasped the mystery of the mahjong tiles for a while, and thought that Shi Wujiu was throwing some magic weapon.

He had heard that Shi Wujiu had the entire treasury of the Demon Emperor, and when he became famous in the Void Realm, he produced hundreds of ancient secret treasures in one go, which was more than the entire Xiaoyaotian's inventory.

"It's one of the most interesting things in the world." Shi Wujiu pretended to be deep and said, "You will know later."

After finishing speaking, Shi Wujiu winked mischievously at Zhou Changyong.

Kind of cute.

Forget it.

Zhou Changyong thought so, anyway, for Zhuansheng, all other weapons are the same except Daoshengbing.Whether it is an ancient secret treasure or a mahjong tile, as long as Shi Wujiu uses it smoothly, it can become a sharp weapon.

It's just that in the future, I probably really have to engrave a whole room of mahjong in order to be able to withstand Shi Wujiu's throwing and playing like this.

The author has something to say: Author: Nothing to say, I'm going to play a round of mahjong to have a good time.

Shi Wujiu: ... Didn't you lose all your Happy Beans?

Author: QAQ It's okay, I still have several trumpets to lose in turn, let's talk about losing all.