Thousands of Hearts

While Xiao Er was talking, Wang Yiyang and Su Xiaoxiao also listened carefully.

It's just that both of them are very human, and they only need to mobilize their perception a little bit, and they can understand the situation by looking around.

What the shop's little Er Su said was indeed true.

Wang Yiyang dismissed this person casually and said to Su Xiaoxiao with a smile.

Xiao Xiao, do you know the followers of these cultivation sects?

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly. After so many years, it is unreasonable that the star universe can still develop a fairy civilization.

The planet here is mainly based on the transmission of teachings and teachings, supplemented by a little Buddhism. They live in the so-called fairyland and pass down the orthodoxy. Ordinary monks will select good seedlings and report them layer by layer.

If Wang Yiyang hadn't investigated it before, he wouldn't have believed that there were so many people in Qunxing.

And it was arranged in advance by the prehistoric sage.

They have never died of the hearts of the stars and the universe.

It's the wilderness again! Su Xiaoxiao was slightly startled. At the beginning when Hong Huang made a move to force Chao Yuehong to blew himself up, Jiejiao and Chanjiao had already forged a great enmity with the Demon Realm.

In addition, at the beginning, Wang Yiyang was also forced to besiege and fall by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Adding the two together, they and these two major sects are absolutely irreconcilable.

The sea of ​​dust can't stop their greed. Wang Yiyang said softly, Do you know why?

Su Xiaoxiao silently shook her head.

She really didn't know why Hong Huang kept thinking about the stars.

Because there are countless holy places, the prehistoric world is full, and the universe of stars has not had a single holy place so far.

At this time, Wang Yiyang knew well why the Great Desolate Saint didn't even want face, so he insisted on constantly falling in the universe of stars.

For saints like them who went to the inner universe to be sanctified, the holy seat is extremely precious. The universe of stars is so vast, at least three more saints can be born.

But other Daoxianzong and Tianmojie universes are different. There is still room for the holy seat, so they don't have to be so greedy for the stars.

Holy throne, immortal, untouchable for all aeons... It's normal to have such a desire. But their appetite is too big...

Looking back at the beginning, Wang Yiyang's face slowly darkened.

Brother Yangyang, do you want to...? Su Xiaoxiao's complexion changed slightly. It has only been a few hundred years since the war ended. Is it possible that the war will resume again?

No hurry, no hurry, it's not the time yet. Wang Yiyang smiled and shook his head.

Soon all the dishes they ordered came out one by one.

The two had a rare and leisurely lunch.

After dinner, Wang Yiyang asked Su Xiaoxiao to go back first, while he slowly wandered around the planet.

For hundreds of years, human beings have not yet reached the point of perfection.

The total population is only a few billion on such a planet.

Wang Yiyang is separated by fate, so he doesn't worry about being calculated by the saint.

Then slowly looking for suitable candidates.

Naturally, he didn't think of coming here to hang out because he was bored.

In the prehistoric universe, when the sage secretly settled down, now there are no stars and the universe is barren, without foreign enemies.

Among these prehistoric sages, internal contradictions were naturally highlighted.

Intercepting teachings and elucidating teachings have different doctrines, one teaches without discrimination, and the other respects people.

There are many big monsters who cannibalize in Jiejiao, which naturally form disputes and contradictions.

Wang Yiyang has almost collected information now, and his cosmology has also been perfected to the limit he can achieve at this time.

Just one step at the door can make a saint.

It's just that what he's going to do at this time, as a saint, will be extremely eye-catching and cannot be concealed.

So he is not in a hurry at this time, with fate in his body, the safety factor is very high.

Walked around this small town for a while.

Before he knew it, Wang Yiyang came to a flower street full of casinos and brothels.

On both sides are either brothels with fluttering lights, or gambling houses full of shouts.

There are dark alleys and alleys between the houses, which are convenient for dealing with old Lai Lai and gamblers who do not pay back their debts.

Wang Yiyang's face was flat, and he walked along the flower street without any haste.

Suddenly, the sound of punching and kicking came to his ears.

Here, he did not unscrupulously release his perception to avoid being noticed by the prehistoric sage.

Just feeling this new civilization purely in the way of an ordinary person.

Wang Yiyang's footsteps stopped, and he had a sudden impulse.

He can be sanctified anytime and anywhere at any time, coupled with the spiritual power of the great will realm, he has all kinds of abilities to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

So the whim at this time is not a coincidence.

Following his mind, Wang Yiyang looked in the direction of the voice.

It was a narrow alley.

A half-grown young man inside was trying to curl up his body to avoid being hit to the vitals by the strong men who surrounded him.

Without saying a word, he fell into the foul-smelling alley sewage puddle and was beaten by others.

But in Wang Yiyang's eyes, there was something special shining faintly in the young man's soul.

A monk reincarnated?

Wang Yiyang quickly saw the roots of the boy.

He didn't go in to stop it, but flicked it with his fingers. Immediately, countless psionic energy weaved an extremely complicated little thing in mid-air, and it slammed into the young man's forehead and disappeared.

This thing is invisible to ordinary people, and the young man didn't even realize that something had gotten into him.

He still curled up hard to prevent himself from being beaten to death.

Wang Yiyang smiled slightly, turned and left.

Continue to find the next target.

His purpose for coming this time was impure in the first place. He wanted to use the universe of stars to transform into a holy throne.

Then he muddied the water ahead of time.

Interests come first, and the prehistoric sage will have a fight sooner or later. At that time, his dark son will be able to take advantage of the wind and play a role.

He constantly shuttled around the planet, throwing a little gadget made by hand into the soul of the selected candidate.

These little gadgets can't see anything yet, but when the time is right, they will hatch and help the host grow rapidly.

And as long as the host continues to rely on them, in the end, everything about the host will be unknowingly replaced, turning into a clone of Wang Yiyang.

And these seeds that have grown from the smallest period, plus the fact that they are woven by pure spiritual energy, have extremely high concealment.

This is the backhand of the future.

Wang Yiyang collectively named these randomly woven gadgets the Peerless Immortal Cultivation System.

After sowing the seeds, he quietly left the planet, penetrated the cosmic membrane, and left the universe of stars.

In the void, countless universes float up and down, and their birth and death are uncertain.

Wang Yiyang was suspended in the darkness, and his perfected view of the universe emerged in his hand.

He looked around and didn't choose to be holy in the Heavenly Demon Realm, because to be holy in the universe, he would be bound with the imprint of the universe he belonged to. What is fused is also the rules of the universe.

Only when the void is sanctified can one truly set foot on the path of the outer gods.

At the moment, he did not hesitate.

Gently throw the golden cosmology vortex in your hand upwards.

I see the way of birth and death, the principle of reincarnation, from nothing to existence, from beginning to end, the void universe contains all things.

rise!!

He shouted loudly.

The cosmic view that was thrown out instantly shone with golden light, washing away streaks of white auspiciousness.

There are countless golden flowers scattered and floating around, and a strange fragrance diffuses, suddenly covering a large area of ​​emptiness around.

A large number of universes around, whether they are high-level, middle-level, or low-level, all trembled slightly, flying out a little bit of golden light, converging into the golden universe view.

This scene lasted for dozens of breaths.

The golden cosmology gradually became brighter and brighter, like the sun.

Seeing this, Wang Yiyang smiled slightly, tiptoed, and flew forward.

The moment he fitted himself into the golden universe view.

There was a loud bang.

Countless bursts of golden light shot out.

All the surrounding universes were suddenly radiated into the terrifying golden light, and the outlines could not be seen clearly.

In a blink of an eye, the golden light dimmed and softened.

A circle of light rose slowly.

In the circle of light, Wang Yiyang closed his eyes and suspended in it. There are countless eternal silk threads on the back, woven into pairs of wings, countless.

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The prehistoric universe.

Inside Biyou Palace.

Taoist Tongtian slowly woke up from sitting cross-legged.

He opened his eyes lightly, and with a casual move, a ray of blue light danced and lingered around his fingertips, like a silk thread.

At that moment just now, he actually had a whim that he had rarely seen in countless years.

There are no flukes and coincidences in the realm of the saint.

So he immediately ran the mana to deduce the evolution. It was only deduced for a moment, but the change was never calculated.

Unfortunately, if Senior Brother Taiqing is the best at deduction, maybe there will be results. Tong Tian shook his head slightly to dissipate his youthful energy.

The fluctuation is not big, it should be the attack of the foreign gods.

He closed his eyes again and adjusted his breath.

A mere alien god may be a catastrophe for other universes, but for the prehistoric.

Surrounded by many saints, there are not a few holy apexes, and there is also the most holy teacher Hongjun.

A mere foreign god can retreat in a moment.

Even ordinary foreign gods dare not attack at all.

Tongtian didn't take it seriously, and re-entered the closed state. He also had to refine a few magic tools for his disciples.

Yuqing territory.

He was dressed in a white robe, surrounded by Yuanshi Tianzun with auspicious ribbons. Slowly sit in the cave in the mountain.

At the moment when Wang Yiyang became a saint, Yuan Shi suddenly opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

He also had a whim and throbbed, and quickly calculated with his fingers.

It's a pity that Wang Yiyang's sanctification is not in the prehistoric, but in the void, which cannot be calculated by saints in the universe like them.

Calculations for a moment, always no results. Yuanshi Tianzun already understood that the variable should come from the void outside the sky.

It's not that Void Outer God has never been in contact with Honghuang.

To be exact, there was more than one contact.

There were two large-scale battles in which Yuan Shi personally participated in the war.

One was the invasion of the Fate Courtyard. After a big battle, each of them was injured and each retreated.

The second time was when the Scattered Outer Gods wanted to sneak in, and were besieged and slaughtered by many peak saints in the prehistoric world.

From then on, there were only occasional sporadic and incompetent foreign gods who wanted to sneak in and cause trouble.

And the high-level outer gods no longer aim at the prehistoric universe, and regard the prehistoric universe as a force on the same level as the infinite real existence, the courtyard of destiny, and the sea of ​​inanimate things.

Perhaps some foreign spirits have infiltrated it. With Master Zixiaogong in charge, everything will be fine. Unable to calculate the variables, out of trust in Teacher Hongjun, Yuan Shi restrained his mind and continued to enter the samadhi.

Although the outer gods in the surrounding void no longer dare to invade the prehistoric world, the void is so vast and the universe is so numerous that it cannot be counted.

They are only in a corner, and no one has ever explored the size of the void.

The endless darkness, like the abyss of a black hole, can extend infinitely.

Even if it is the God of the Void, no one knows how big the Void is. How many universes does it contain?

So it is normal for some strange people to rush into the prehistoric world occasionally.

As for the strength of the foreign gods who enter, Yuanshi is not worried about this. Even if the Holy Spirit enters, he will not be the teacher's opponent in the home game.