Dragon Seal

"Is she okay?" Wei Zhao asked.

"It's a lot of wear and tear, so I'll have to rest for a while." Gong Liangzhi exhaled, his face softened, "Fortunately, Dragon Ball has a spirit, which locked Xi'er's soul, and it's thanks to you for sending it in."

Wei Zhao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"You have arranged so many formations on Xi'er, what's the use of them other than defense?" Wei Zhao asked.

"If Xi'er encounters an accident and her soul leaves her body, her soul will come to me under the protection of the formation, and my seal of catching dragons can always keep her soul alive." Gong Liangzhi didn't hide it from him, "But Xuanbingyuan The big formation can block the soul, so Xi'er can't come over, but instead entered the Dragon Ball, it's really lucky."

No, not so.

Gong Liangxi's survival is not because of the dragon ball's spirit, but because her spirit has been relying on the dragon ball since the beginning, even if her body and soul are separated, she can still recuperate in it.It's just that Gong Liangzhi neither knew what Bai Zhengyun did nor what Gong Liangxi was, so he could only consider it lucky.

If Gong Liangxi is really the dragon descendant that Gong Liangzhi thinks, the seal of catching dragons can indeed store her soul, but Gong Liangxi is not.There cannot be two tigers in one mountain, can two weapon spirits be stored in one magic weapon?If it weren't for the barrier, and the Dragon Ball could be used as a carrier, when Gong Liangxi's soul enters Gong Liangzhi's body, it would be difficult to keep the souls of the two together, let alone nourishing the soul.

Wei Zhao was afraid for a while, and then he thought about it, and suddenly understood.

Why 300 years later, the heroine Gong Liangxi in the main text of "Catching the Dragon Seal" only has a foundation building at the beginning?Is it possible for ordinary people who don't have alchemy or awakened blood to live for 300 years?

When Wei Zhao left Xuanbingyuan, he was surprised by the news that Gongliang had a daughter.At first he thought it was a rumor, but later he suspected that the current daughter was not the heroine in the future.It was only later that I heard that Gong Liangxi had the same name as the heroine, and there were countless gods who diverted my attention, so I intentionally or unintentionally forgot about this issue.

Gong Liangzhi regards Gong Liangxi as their daughter. In this way, it is absolutely impossible to give birth to another girl with someone in the future, and name her "Xi"—Xi Congri, which means "Sunrise" in the word "Zhao" .So what happened to Gong Liangxi, the heroine who is healthy and able to practice normally 300 years later?What happened to the heroine's indifferent father, Gong Liangzhi, who was just and rigid and indifferent to her?

Wei Zhao imagined that he hadn’t gotten out of the original version. If the situation doesn’t change, there will only be one result: Gong Liangxi, who was forcibly refined, can’t last more than ten years, and the gap between the spirit, the dragon ball, and the body is getting bigger and bigger. If you look at her as an ordinary girl, she will be seriously ill until she dies.The formation that Gong Liangzhi left on her can force her to stay, and then...

If there was only one person left between Gong Liangxi and Gong Liangzhi, and Gong Liangzhi could choose, who would he choose?

The missing parts of the puzzle have been filled in, and the stories of the supporting characters have not been written, but this world is not a script, and there is no blank space outside the stage.Outside the eyes of the audience and the author, it seems that some kind of will will patch the gap between this world and the upcoming story. Gong Liangzhi sacrificed himself in exchange for his daughter to become the most suitable heroine in the future.

Before the story of "The Seal of Catch the Dragon", when two spirits surnamed Gongliang, one big and one small, met in the Seal of Hunting the Dragon, how would Gong Liang feel when he found out that they were all spirits?What did he do in the end?no one knows.Wei Zhao can only push forward from the result and guess what happened in the middle.

Gong Liangzhi exhausted her resources to make up for Gong Liangxi, making her as healthy as the former Gong Liangzhi, no different from ordinary people.The price paid was that Gong Liangzhi was almost completely washed out and turned into a weapon spirit. Since then, he has no joy or sorrow, forgets his past, remodels his Taoist heart, and cultivates into a nascent soul on the ruthless way.

"What's the matter?" Gong Liangzhi looked at Wei Zhao who suddenly grabbed his hand and asked.

"I..." Wei Zhao shook his head and said, "We are really born to be brothers and sisters."

They were not human when they met. If they followed the ending in the original book "Catching the Dragon", when they meet again 300 years later, Gong Liangzhi and Wei Zhao are technically dead.The blank weapon Ling Gongliang to the elder who had washed away his past, and the demon dragon Wei Zhao who was completely occupied by the evil thoughts under Xuanbingyuan, how many parts of them are left to belong to them?

Wei Zhao's expression became strange, and he felt that thinking about it this way, they didn't seem to have much relationship with the two in the original book.The grievances and grudges of those two were put on me, and it seemed that I didn't have much sense of it.

But the group who dared to touch Gong Liangxi still had to die, it was really his enmity.Thinking of this, Wei Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he hadn't been caught in any ecstasy, which led to his sudden enlightenment and instant Buddhahood.

"Don't be distracted." Gong Liangzhi said, "Where do you think this is?"

"The place after death?" Wei Zhao said.

Gong Liangzhi rolled his eyes at his nonsense.

"It doesn't hurt at all, I'm probably not in my body." Wei Zhao said, "I'm half dead, my soul is out of my body?"

Dragon Ball is something between the entity and the soul, even the soul can touch it.

"I think so too." Gong Liangzhi nodded and said, "There is nothing left outside of me, I can't touch anything, the ghost hits the wall, if it weren't for the dragon ball to guide the way, I would still be wandering around in your messy stories."

"What's a mess?" Wei Zhao retorted, "This is my countless futures! If a fortune teller can see this, he must kneel down in tears of gratitude."

Gong Liangzhi was taken aback, and said, "Wait, what did you say?"

"Fortune tellers must kneel down?" Wei Zhao repeated, "Oh, except for Zhan Yi."

"No, the previous sentence!"

"My countless futures?"

"The countless futures of 'you'?" Gong Liangzhi said, "But so many stories don't just revolve around you."

"Whose future doesn't have anyone else?" Wei Zhao asked back.

"No, you are not involved in many futures." Gong Liangzhi frowned, as if considering what to say, "Most of the stories happened 300 years later, but there are many differences. people, and you and I are mostly just passers-by who are affected."

The book "Catching the Dragon Seal" was just a book in Wei Zhao's mind that he could flip through the content and read the author's gossip at the beginning, and it turned into an illusion later on.But Gong Liangzhi only saw various versions of the mutated illusion, without the real feeling of them in a book.

"Because one of us is a supporting role, and the other is a villain who can't see the end of the dragon." Wei Zhao replied, "If we want to add countless versions, we won't put all the focus on us..."

Wei Zhao stopped suddenly.

He searched for the fate book in his mind, and "Catching the Dragon Seal" lay quietly in his consciousness, and it was just the original version that Wei Zhao met at the beginning.The Six Paths of Reincarnation can be regarded as a labyrinth descended from the sky. There are many layers of labyrinths. Many people will go round and round forever in it, and those who come out like Wei Zhao can only remember that they are in the labyrinth. The part I passed by, I don't know what the places that were left behind in a hurry looked like.

Wei Zhao could only vaguely remember his countless deaths, empathized with him, and was furious.But at the time I was too busy struggling to get away, and didn't examine every possibility one by one.Looking back, it seems that in many versions of the story, some people did not behave quite right.

"Liang Zhi, is it true that in each fantasy world, the people favored by luck are different?" Wei Zhao asked.

"It's not just luck." Gong Liangzhi said, "Many people, like you before, know where to look for opportunities."

There was a buzz in Wei Zhao's mind, and he felt a terrible idea slipping through it, he ran too fast and missed it, and when he turned around to think about it, it disappeared again.He turned his head to look at the place where Gong Liangzhi had entered just now. The hole had disappeared long ago, and a dense mist had returned to the surrounding area. The mist seemed to condense into an illusion again as it squirmed.

"Can you find where you came from just now?" Wei Zhao said.

"The dragon ball can break through the wall, but it's hard to tell the direction outside. Thanks to the dragon ball pointing to you, I can come here." Gong Liangzhi replied, "I'm not sure if the position has changed now."

"Let's go." Wei Zhao said firmly.

He was anxious in his heart, and faintly felt that he could find the answer to the question that had troubled him for a long time, and this thought was more urgent than revenge.

Gong Liangzhi held the Dragon Ball, and Wei Zhao led Gong Liangzhi into the mist together.It felt weird, like stepping through an invisible door in the air.Wei Zhao can feel the boundary, the space is like a layer of viscous asphalt, and it takes a lot of effort to cross it slowly.

The illusion that could change to a new scene at any time was left behind, leaving there, the world became chaotic again.The environment here is very similar to Xuanbingyuan, but Wei Zhao, who has been in Xuanbingyuan for ten years, can feel the difference.There is no miasma wind here, the air is stagnant, the surroundings are neither black nor white, there is no color at all, and the eyes seem to be blind.They seem to be wrapped in thick cotton, and their ears are also deaf.

It was worse than being under Xuanbingyuan. A person would doubt whether he was dead or alive if he stayed alone for a moment.

Gong Liangzhi stopped and squeezed Wei Zhao's palm.Wei Zhao turned his head to him, but he couldn't see anything. "Good?" he said, not hearing his own voice.

Gong Liangzhi wrote on the palm of his hand: "I walked 340 seven steps east to see you, but now I walk [-] steps west and still can't see the exit."

Wei Zhao nodded, remembering that the other party couldn't see, and wrote back: "Continue."

There is no other way but to continue.

The two of them continued to move forward and walked thousands of steps before the heavy air that weighed on them eased.Gong Liangzhi and Wei Zhao quickened their pace, and after dozens of steps, they could see a hazy light in their eyes.

There was a "boom", like the sound of something leaving the water.

They saw a world.

No matter where they are, the sky should be the same size, but when they saw this piece of heaven and earth, they all felt that the sky was extraordinarily huge.Perhaps it is because the ground has been razed to the ground, the mountains and rivers have become flat, and the red land is endless.It may also be because the countless monks in the distance are like countless insects, flying in the sky like mosquitoes and flies, and running on the ground like ants.

Too much.

Compared with the coalition forces of the Seventeen Sects, they are at best a scout squad.Perhaps only the great powers of mortals can be compared with it.So many people in a country were sprinkled on the wilderness, rising and falling, densely packed, and among them was a black dragon.

When thousands of monks were as small as insects, that black dragon was like a tornado penetrating the world.

Wei Zhao just turned into a dragon, but compared to this one, that black dragon is nothing like a giant dragon, it's just a small snake.The monk flying around the black dragon with the flying sword was completely like a mosquito that was overwhelmed. He worked hard to pounce on it, but was easily swept down by the dragon's claws and tail.Countless attacks lit up a small patch of sky, which looked like fireworks from a distance, leaving nothing but sound and light.

Frightened by the sudden appearance of the battlefield, they remained motionless for a few breaths.After recovering from the majesty of the heaven and earth, Wei Zhao and Gong Liangzhi flew to the center of the war at the same time.

They stopped about a mile away from the black dragon, not because they were afraid of being attacked-they still couldn't touch everything in this illusion-but because they couldn't see the head and tail of the giant dragon clearly when they got closer, just like the top of the mountain. No one can see the top of the mountain.It was too huge, like a mountain, like a river and sea, and a dragon scale was like a pond. Rao knew that they would not be attacked, but the minds of the two onlookers were still unavoidably shaken, the might of the dragon was so powerful.

From 200 to 11 years ago, the battle of slaying the dragon.

Standing at this distance, the shadow of the black dragon brushed over the top of the head from time to time, and the flying swords and the flying monks stepping on magic weapons covered the sky and the sun.Sword light, thunder light, fire light... There are countless attacks thrown at the black dragon in the sky at the same time, the target is too big, and it rarely misses.The mighty power of the monks can move mountains and seas, and the momentum is huge, but these powerful attacks that can break mountains and break rocks only leave small scratches on the dragon scales.They saw the monks in the sky weaving nets, the monks on the ground forming formations, and the crowds gathered and then dispersed.

There was blood everywhere.

The black dragon is not a gentle target. When the attacks of countless monks have almost made no progress, every time the black dragon hits hard, some monks will fall.

It is so huge, but it is surprisingly fast.The four sharp claws slapped the monks around each other. As long as they hit, each of the cultivators whose bodies were countless times stronger than ordinary people would be smashed into flesh, and the body cultivators who had tempered their bodies and the monsters controlled by the monks would also fall to the ground. rise.Every inch of the black dragon's body is a weapon, and a light brush can make people fly backwards, like being hit head-on with a siege pestle.The defenses on its eyes are relatively thin, but the monk facing the head of the black dragon is facing death directly. Even if the sharp teeth are not mentioned, the black dragon's huge mouth can clear a piece of the world in front of it, and the jet of water is like a magma eruption. The bones of the monks who were sprayed out were shattered, making it difficult to fight again.

This black dragon doesn't understand spells at all, but its extremely powerful physique and innate abilities alone are enough to make many monks helpless.

The black dragon raised its head and let out an earth-shattering roar, probably stronger than what the illusion could restore. The two outsiders only felt their ears buzzing, and the earth shook amidst the loud noise.The small hill that had been cut off by half collapsed again, and many monks glowed with protective energy, but those who were not strong enough to activate the magic weapon still fell to the ground under the sound attack.A large group of monks fell down from the sky, and Wei Zhao saw someone not far away who was covering his ears in vain, and blood was already oozing from his ears and nose.

Gong Liangzhi suddenly gasped, and Wei Zhao turned his head, only to see a monk standing on the other side, not dodging or avoiding, with a calm face.

He was wearing a gorgeous white robe, holding a feather fan in his hand, and a blue jade pendant on his waist.This outfit is a bit nondescript, like a prince and grandson and like a literati. He has the beard of the county magistrate in the opera, but his hair is half covered, and there is a hairpin behind his head, like a dissolute man—in a word, if it is not for his body The various runes that can only be seen with wide eyes do not look like a cultivator.This man's clothing was spotless, not to mention scars, not even a speck of dust.

The man who seemed to have made a mistake suddenly turned his head and looked at Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao looked back subconsciously, but saw nothing.When he turned back, the man had a smile on his face, and he was looking at Gong Liangzhi again.Gong Liangzhi remained motionless, but the man laughed as if he had got the answer, and said, "Who are you two? I haven't seen you before!"

The man looked into their eyes as he spoke, definitely speaking to them, not through them to someone in the background.It was the first time anyone in the vision had seen them, let alone talked to them.

"The person who entered by mistake." Wei Zhao said briefly.

"When did you enter by mistake?" the man asked.

Wei Zhao reported the calendar, and the man asked again, "Which sect and sect?"

Gongliang said: "I have betrayed the teacher, it is nothing to worry about."

Wei Zhao glanced at him and nodded.

The people who ran off the field looked at them, their eyes widened. Wei Zhao secretly raised his guard, but unfortunately he couldn't even use his spiritual sense here, and he didn't know whether it would be effective to punch the face directly.The man stared at them for a few breaths, then burst into a burst of laughter, unexpectedly changed his handsome demeanor just now, jumped three feet high, and rushed towards them uncontrollably.

Wei Zhao and Gong Liangzhi swiftly dodged to the side, the man staggered, sat down on the ground, slapped his thigh and laughed.

"Okay! There are others! Hahahaha, how did you two unlucky ghosts come in? Did you die here? Oh, it's really rare! It doesn't make sense, no, it's not impossible." Crackling kept talking, "You guys are lucky, you two came here hand in hand, and you met me, I hope we can get along happily in the future. The three of you can play chess, cards or something, can you play Pai Gow? What about the Leaf Opera? Oh, you haven’t seen this scene, have you? It’s spectacular, right? I think it’s also very spectacular, and I’ve watched it hundreds of times before getting tired of it. Let’s not bother you, let’s watch it, this location has the best view , really discerning."

"Senior," Gong Liangzhi hurriedly took advantage of the gap to ask, "May I ask who you are?"

"A casual cultivator, nothing to worry about." The man waved his hand, "You can call me Old Wang."

"Senior Wang," Gong Liangzhi said.

"Why are you being so polite, Lao Wang is Lao Wang!" Lao Wang said with a smile, "Although we come from all corners of the country, we have never known each other before we were alive, we were born and died in different years, and our cultivation levels may not be the same, but we are both fallen people in the world. Why should we have known each other before?"

"Old Wang." So Gongliang asked bluntly, "When were you born and died?"

"Born 470 years after the big demon got out, and died on the same day of the month when the dragon was slaughtered." Old Wang said, "You all want to know this, right? Is my hexagram correct?"

"Is your surname Zhan?" Wei Zhao asked.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Didn't I say to call me Old Wang? If Lao Wang's surname is not Wang, can he still be named Zhan? Then I'm called Zhanwang, Zhanwang Zhanwang, the king of divination, This name is a bit shameless." Old Wang twisted his two beards, "But if I have sons and daughters, they have to have a surname of Zhan, my wife's surname is Zhan, I'm a married couple."

Wei Zhao and Gong Liangzhi looked at each other.

The dragon slaying battle was organized by various sects, and among the casual cultivators who died in this battle, the one with the highest cultivation level was Wang Tianmiao and Wang Zhenjun.He loves to play in the world, and makes a fan with seven emotions and five fires. He is the husband of Zhan Tianfeng, the leader of Sanxiu League.

"What's the matter? You know me?" Wang Tianmiao said expectantly, "Don't be silent, you pity me, senior, I've been here alone...for so many years, no one can talk , It suffocated me. When I saw you, I thought I was finally crazy, and I made up two people for myself. But I just asked you which sect, I was thinking of Lingxiao Pavilion, if you were me As a result of being crazy, you have to answer the High Heaven Pavilion, or you just don’t know which sect of the High Heaven Pavilion, and you won’t win, haha! Someone really came!”

"Pindao once had a relationship with Mr. Zhanzhen." Gong Liang said.

Wang Tianmiao said happily: "Then you must know me. Back then, I traveled with Tianfeng across the world, and people were called Shuangtian Supreme..."

... Isn't that Pai Gow?

There was a buzzing not far away.

Wang Tianmiao closed his mouth, and Wei Zhao and the two looked at the place they were looking at.For a moment when they didn't pay attention, the battlefield has become a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.At this time, countless golden threads suddenly rose from the monks and corpses everywhere.

Gong Liangzhi could see that the scattered formations on the ground were not in place, but the substitute circuit was enough to make up for it.The golden threads twisted into strands in mid-air, turning into golden ropes the size of a well, wrapping around the black dragon.Even if such a thick rope fell on the black dragon, it looked as thin as silk, as if it could be broken with a single force.That's probably what the black dragon thought. It flicked its long tail... and couldn't get rid of it.

Countless individuals are countless stakes, living and dead, firmly fixing the black dragon in place.The black dragon let out another deafening roar, with anger in it.Many people struggled to hold on again, and monks who couldn't hold on turned into corpses, but the golden rope was not broken.

In the middle of the sky, an old man with long beard said in a deep voice, "Open—!"

His voice was completely incomparable to that of the black dragon, trembling slightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength to make this sound like moving mountains and seas.Wei Zhao saw the imprint of Qian Tiangu's head behind the old man's robe.

Gongsun Qian, the former head of Qiantian Valley, who was the first Jin Huashen, hurried out of the pass, and died in the battle of slaying the dragon.

He raised a pair of vigorous and powerful hands slowly, and countless golden ropes were pressed down with a bang—the golden ropes fell silently, and it was the black dragon that made the loud noise.

The giant dragon entrenched in the sky, the beast that knocked countless monks to the ground, finally fell down.

The whole earth trembled for a long time.The disheveled monk struggled to stand still, and quickly moved away from the black dragon.Wei Zhao saw the monks of the Medicine King Sect riding the mechanism bird of the Qianji Pavilion, landed on the side of the seriously injured, and hanged them with medical powder; The wounded were placed on the backs of the spirit cranes in the Spirit Beast Villa; many people who still had the energy dragged and hugged the wounded who were unable to walk on the ground, no matter if they were from the same sect, casual cultivators, or even others——Wei Zhao Clearly saw the magic repair in it.

The monks and ants on the ground fled quickly like moving house, while the black dragon who was pressed to the ground by the golden rope was still struggling endlessly, as if it felt that a catastrophe was approaching.Above their heads, 49 monks formed an inner and outer double formation. The inner circle was occupied by eight Sword Lords of the High Heaven Pavilion, while the outer circle was occupied by other monks who were proficient in swordsmanship.Wei Zhao's eyes froze, and he saw the famous Xie Jianxian of Kurong Dao, not far from him, standing Lu Hanbo with awe-inspiring sword spirit.

Wei Zhao only found out today that Master Lu actually used a sword.

The sky, which was clouded by the power of the black dragon, lit up in vain.

49 sword lights lit up at the same time, merging into a bright sun, even if you close your eyes, the light can soak in through the eyelids. The 49 swords merged together, and under the indescribable sword energy, even the black dragon that was raging just now is just a small reptile.

The sword light fell.

The entire space returned to blankness amidst the shock, just like Wei Zhao's transition from watching Gongliang to memory.Wang Tianmiao's chattering voice sounded again, and he said: "It's gone, unfortunately, this guy died at this time, I can't see the heroic figure of me leading all the formation masters to lay down the sealing formation..."

Tens of thousands of people died on the battlefield of the dragon slaying battle, which is not a large number among the monks, but the monks who are capable of stepping on the battlefield are all above Jindan.

At that time, the comprehension world recovered from the battle of exterminating demons, and without the oppression of the great demons, the human race became the masters of the world within a few hundred years.The Kunhua world is unprecedentedly prosperous. Some people joke that the Nascent Soul is walking everywhere, and the golden core is not as good as a dog, and then... tens of thousands of monks with more than the golden core died overnight. Just hearing it makes people horrified.

This is not the end. After the dragon slaying battle, in order to prevent the resentful evil dragon from engulfing the resentful corpses of dead monks, hundreds of mages formed a mysterious formation under the leadership of "Millennium Formation No. 1" Wang Tianmiao. Bingyuan's sealing formation, died in the formation.

"After more than 200 years, there has been no such grand occasion." Wei Zhao inserted Wang Tianmiao's rambling boast.

"It's only been 200 years." Wang Tianmiao said easily, "At the beginning of the war to destroy the demons, almost all the elites of the races were sacrificed. When the demon races ran out, all the cursed human races were about to be finished. What happened? Are we finished? Are we not born out of blue? , One generation is better than one generation."

"Many inheritances have been passed down from generation to generation. There are only 300 sects left in the thirty orthodox ways, and many of them have been split into demon cultivators. The monks of Huashen are nowhere to be seen now, Jindan has become the mainstay, and Yuanying is the elder of the sect. And [-] years later, it is also So." Wei Zhao said, "Is it worth it?"

Wang Tianmiao narrowed his eyes and smiled playfully.He said: "Little friend, what do you think is worth it?"

After he finished speaking, he paused, as if thinking of something.Wang Tianmiao curled his lips and said, "200 years is neither long nor short, and it is not impossible for the rumors to be false. People of your generation, why do you think we wanted to slay dragons in the first place?"

"For the peace of the world, to prevent the destruction of the world." Wei Zhao repeated dryly.

"You don't believe it." Wang Tianmiao said firmly.

"Shinto monks and monsters have been in the Kunhua world for thousands of years, but they don't necessarily destroy the world." Wei Zhao said coldly, "Even if the black dragon has thousands of years of Taoism, it is just a monster. Can it destroy the world?"

"Do you think this is an excuse?" Wang Tianmiao said incredulously, "You, you think that we are full and supporting ourselves to kill a dragon for the sake of fame and the magic weapon on the last big monster?"

"..."

Ever since he fell into Xuanbingyuan, Wei Zhao has always thought so.

In order to refine the lost seal of catching dragons, Lu Hanbo would do anything. The various monks who appear in "Catching the Dragon Seal" are also like this for the sake of fame and small profits, and for a little chance. They wear the name of monks and act like mortal thieves and bandits.This is implied in the book, especially for the parts of the dragon, which can turn master and apprentice against each other, and brothers can kill each other.Therefore, Wei Zhao has always believed that such a thing should be killed if he is innocent.

The author just likes to write about the ugliness of human nature, but he is too lazy to write about the background of countless sects. When he moves his pen, the Kunhua world will bleed like a river.

"absurd!"

Wang Tianmiao jumped up from the ground suddenly, he was furious, pointed at Wei Zhao's nose and cursed: "The Zhengdao, Demon Cultivator, and Loose Cultivator all have money and someone else! What kind of fame and fortune are enough for so many people to share?" Jindan died so badly that I can’t even remember his name, Nascent Soul died [-]%, and Huashen Da Neng died four! Four! How many Huashens do you think have not ascended in the Kunhua world?! Dragon? In the end, the corpses are still under the formation! I set up the formation myself! If a piece of dragon scales and a wisp of dragon energy can be left behind, it will be smoke from the ancestral tomb! Do you think we are all stupid?"

"Moxiu?" Gong Liangzhi said, interjecting into Wang Tianmiao's angry reprimand, "We have never heard that Moxiu also participated in the dragon slaying battle."

"Of course I participated!" Wang Tianmiao said, "Moxiu is not a fool, the Kunhua world would be finished without them. If it wasn't for Ku Rongdao's Xin Zhezi who discovered that the evil dragon was eating away at the origin of the world, he would inform Zhengdao, and wait for us to react. Half of the Kunhua world has disappeared..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Wei Zhao, then at Gong Liangzhi, and his eyes widened: "You don't know?"

"Taoist sects and demon cultivators are in conflict." Gong Liang said euphemistically.

"I'm convinced." Wang Tianmiao looked at the sky, "In order to prevent Ku Rongdao from having the reputation of being a savior, I can wipe away this terrible thing together. I'm convinced. Wait, what about Hongchen Dao? Even if it splits once, A big sect like Hong Chendao who doesn't mind the views of family status won't open his eyes and talk nonsense, right?"

"The world of mortals has split again, and now the largest part is called Huanxizong, which is the Demon Cultivator." Gong Liangzhi said.

"Where's Tianji School? What about Yunzhong Nunnery? Zhenyan Temple? Zhengqi Academy?" Wang Tianmiao asked.

"The orthodoxy has been lost, and it's gone." Gong Liangzhi said.

"The Four Great Immortal Sects are always there, right?" Wang Tianmiao raised his voice, "Shuiyueguan Elder, Mingyue Taoist nun, seniority is old-fashioned and straightforward, won't she jump out?"

"Xiangu Mingyue was seriously injured in the battle of the dragon slaying and passed away. Since then, the gate of Shuiyue Temple has been half closed, and it has become a half-hidden sect."

"Where's Lingxiao Pavilion? Ning Zhao's pair of Taoist sword lords are still alive?"

"In the fourth year of the Dragon Slaying War, he and the Evil Sword Immortal died together. Therefore, the Ling Xiao Pavilion added a new disciple training 'Eliminate evil and do everything'."

"The bald donkey in Leiyin Temple and Ku Rongdao already had an enmity, I don't expect that," Wang Tianmiao shook his head vigorously, "What about Qiantiangu? Even if old man Sun is gone, the next one is Lu Hanbo? I've seen her before. A good boy..."

"She hid a ray of energy from the evil dragon, spent 200 years cultivating a dragon vein, and took in disciples to wait for the golden elixir." Wei Zhao said, "She refined another apprentice into the seal of catching dragons, and waited for a good harvest. Accidentally, I was killed by my disciples."

Wang Tianmiao stared at them blankly, with a compassionate look on his face.

Wei Zhao didn't know what to say, but Gong Liangzhi couldn't say a word of comfort. In this situation, any comfort is too light.

"It shouldn't be like this." Wang Tianmiao sighed and said with a wry smile, "That evil dragon has cultivated into a demon king without saying a word, which is equivalent to Taoist transformation into a god. Because he was born with a different species, he is still at the peak of transformation into a god. The Kunhua Realm is closed to the big monster, unable to get in or out. The evil dragon wants to soar, so he takes the risk and wants to devour the Kunhua Realm in order to become enlightened. All the ants in the house will die, and none of them will survive.”

Wei Zhao believed it.

Isn't this what Wei Zhao had planned?He couldn't practice Taoism, and was full of hatred. He once wanted to kill to become Taoism and exchange the entire Kunhua world for a chance of survival.He felt that he could do it, probably more or less because of the calling of his blood.

Even among the real dragons, the black dragon can be called a foreign species.

"You young man is fun." Wang Tianmiao smiled, "I am sad to hear that the future generations are not up to date, and they are all talking nonsense; you find that the predecessors are not as vile, shameless, greedy and stupid as you thought , are you traumatized too?"

Wei Zhao was indeed a little embarrassed that he had betrayed the heart of a villain, but it was not this that really turned his face.

He had just learned about Gong Liangxi's status as a weapon spirit, and he was able to fill in the contradiction between the text and the current reality, and he was more convinced of the fate book "Catching the Dragon". The important content that is not written in the book is completely different from what the original book implies.

"I was ordered," Wei Zhao said, "to write down all the major events related to a certain person in the past and the next 500 years, most of which have been verified and are indeed correct."

"Yo ho, what a great deal." Wang Tianmiao raised his eyebrows.

"But the order didn't mention the evil dragon's destruction of the world at all," Wei Zhao said.

"As the son-in-law of Zhan's family, I am sure to tell you with certainty that the person who did this will die long ago before he can get his order out!" Wang Tianmiao rolled his eyes, "Really Is it correct? Is it really full? Even if that person is so strong that he is about to ascend, don’t be afraid of this. The order is centered on a certain character, and things that are not important to this person will not be mentioned. Maybe it will be about the year of the battle of the dragon. The order is that this person's great-great-grandfather met his great-great-grandmother."

Is "The Seal of the Dragon" really flawless?

That's a book, not a fortune teller, and it doesn't pay attention to whether to see through or not to tell the truth, leaving a thread in the words and so on.But at Wang Tianmiao's call, Wei Zhao woke up like a dream.

That book was just a novel, a fabricated story centered on Xiao Yifei.The writer is not capable of counting up and down 500 years, he is just a mortal, and it is impossible to weave it seamlessly.However, all living beings here are alive, Kunhua Realm is a world, if the rules are wrong, they will collapse, and the laws of the world, or the way of heaven, will surely repair every mistake.

Why are there so many relics of more than 200 years ago for the protagonist to explore, and so many lost orthodoxy for the protagonist to take advantage of?Because of the dragon battle.Why does the comprehension world go all out to hunt and kill evil dragons, so that talents wither?Greed is untenable, it must be between life and death, if you don't fight, you will die.The way of heaven created the great event that the evil dragon can swallow the heaven and the earth, but the text of the original book did not mention it, why?That would make the insider either disappear into the dust of history, or, like Lu Hanbo, be obsessed with ghosts and yearn for power, and become a silent greedy person or a frightened coward.

Has "Catching the Dragon Seal" written all about the Kunhua world?

The author named Jue Bu Taijian wrote the ending, but he didn't mention the countless foreshadowings. After Xiao Yifei killed Wei Zhao, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul, the next chapter will be gone.At the end of the author, Jubutai Jian wrote something like this: Cutting the outline cannot be regarded as a pit...cutting the outline! ... Can finishing the author's business be considered a scam?

But the world in the book that was abandoned by the author, the Kunhua world where Wei Zhao lives, which is full of loopholes and needs to be filled, still has to grow.

That terrible thought of fleeing before, the answer to that ultimate question, swam back at this moment.

Wei Zhao kept thinking, why me?Whether it is in the revenge of killing and killing, or in the time of getting along with Gongliang and Gongliang Liangxi, this hidden worry always flashes like a ghost. Why did such a godsend pie and free dinner as "Catching the Dragon Seal" fall on my head?Is it a trap?At what cost did I not consciously do something good?

neither.

Showing countless possible "Dragon Hunting", Gong Liangzhi saw different protagonists in it.The heaven and the earth are furnaces, fortune is workmanship, yin and yang are charcoal and all things are copper, and the way of heaven treats all beings equally. Wei Zhao is not particularly lucky or unlucky. He is not the so-called "chosen one".

Many people participated, many people were chosen, and with secret joy, they did various things according to the advantage of this foresight.The Dao of Heaven cannot give instructions directly, so it just adds fuel to the flames and induces these chosen ones to do the way for the sky.

But why do we need so many people?What about the other favored people before Wei Zhao?

Wei Zhao felt a chill from head to toe.

They probably didn't fulfill what the heavens asked for.

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