Zhuyun Zongzhong.

Li Dazhi opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers floating around, which is the expensive and extremely rare spiritual wood that was made into the furniture here.

He was now in a state of confusion, and a picture scroll flashed before his eyes, and then these pictures seemed to be drawn away by a black hole, and in the black hole was the corpse of the world they were currently in.

The Cemetery of Heaven and Earth, the Palace of Treasures, the Great Luo Army, and the Behemoth of Chaos.

They fight the detached ones with their heads...

The game was already killed at the very beginning, Taoist Hongjun refused to join the Tao, Taiqing was forced to become a Saint of Heaven to start, and the rest was almost garbage time.

What's the use of the two of them traveling through time?

Time travelers seem to be all about saving the world;

But now, what can they save?

Everything, everything, is simply fragile in the face of the transcendental background. They are not going to face a great devil within the cycle of heaven and earth, but they are going to face the ultimate great devil who holds the world in the palm of his hand.

What else is there to do?

Forget it, die early and be born early.

Li Dazhi sat up and took out a homemade cigarette that had not been touched for a long time in his sleeve. Wearing a Taoist robe, he sat beside the gorgeous soft couch and started puffing away.

Yes, he can say that he has no deep feelings for this place. This is not his hometown. There is no need to trap himself in the so-called sense of responsibility.

But this... this...

The human heart is made of flesh.

He has been wandering in this world for hundreds of years, and the feeling of his hometown has faded. Now if he wants to feel nostalgic, the place he can think of is Zhuyun Sect.

Go and offer incense to Master and the old sect leader, and your heart will feel much more at ease;

When I was in my hometown, this sense of security only appeared on the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, when I looked at the dancing flames in front of my ancestors' graves.

Li Dazhi kept thinking.

Thinking about how to explain this to his son;

Thinking about when a detached person would be in a bad mood and just take action;

Thinking about what the detached person is afraid of.

After seeing this, Li Dazhi became even more puzzled.

Why?

Why does it have to have the Great Tribulation of the Gods? Why do we have to go through all the tribulations? Is it just to extract those ‘black clouds’ after the Great Tribulation of the Gods?

It stands to reason that the detached person has all these things, so what is his purpose?

Li Dazhi felt like his head was going to explode. He held the cigarette for a long time without taking a puff. Then he sighed slumped and his mind went blank.

In fact, he is just an ordinary person who knows some technology and runs a factory.

It is really difficult to save the world, especially without the so-called "destiny bonus".

Destiny...

'Eh? If there is really no hope, then who gave me this great luck?'

Several question marks popped up in Li Dazhi's head.

‘Is this great luck of mine really prepared for the Dao Immortal Tribulation?’

"Great luck is the protection of heaven, so that you can try not to die before completing a certain mission."

'The Great Tribulation of the Gods has nothing to do with me. Although the previous two death tribulations may have caused me to be reincarnated as Shen Gongbao, I have not been reincarnated now. I listened to Ping An and not to run the Jiejiao, and I don't have it now.

That urge to go to Jiejiao to cause trouble.'

'It's strange.'

Li Dazhi scratched his head and refilled himself.

Because of the existence of the barrier, the room gradually became filled with smoke, and Li Dazhi's figure began to loom.

…

There are two flowers, one on each side.

Li Ping'an didn't know what his old father had gone through at this time.

After he found out that his father ate well and slept well in Zhuyun Sect, he concentrated on doing his own thing.

As the envoy of the new king Emperor Xin, the young Ji Dan received the highest level of reception in Jizhou City. If Jizhou Hou Suhu had not inquired about the age of the fourth son of the Xibohou family in advance, he would definitely have arranged for one hundred and eighty beauties.

.

The beauty of slave society is really not worth mentioning.

It was Li Ping'an's first time dealing with Su Hu, and he didn't think the old man had a bad temper.

Su Hu's speech was full of longing for Chaoge City, and he was polite and considerate. Every time he mentioned the former king and the new king, he would subconsciously bow his hands to express his respect.

Even Su Hu also has his own doubts.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Su Huping withdrew the servants who were serving him. Li Pingan agreed and also arranged for the accompanying officials. The palace people withdrew, and only Su Hu and Li Pingan were left in the entire hall.

.

Su Hu was over fifty years old, tall and tall, with a dignified appearance. He did not look old at all. He had a smile in his eyes at this moment and cupped his hands and said:

"The Fourth Young Master is young and promising. He has won the trust of the King even before he is a minor. Su really admires him.

"There are rumors here that the king ascended to the throne drunkenly, and it was all because of a resourceful young man who took control of the situation. The prince's operation lasted for more than ten years and was dismantled in one fell swoop.

"Could this young man be the Fourth Young Master?"

Li Ping'an remained calm on the surface, maintaining his previous smile: "The Marquis is joking, how old am I? I just studied with the King in my early years, and now I just take orders from the King."

"Hey," Su Hu added a glass of wine for Li Ping'an and said warmly, "When the Fourth Young Master comes here, he has arrived at his own home. To be honest, Su was favored by his grandfather. Once he escaped from death in the army, and once

It was because the late king almost wiped out the whole family in the imperial court, and it was only because of my grandfather’s help that Su is where he is today.”

Li Pingan blinked.

Is there still this?

Su Hu continued: "I also have some children, and my eldest son was also sent to Chaoge City. If the king is worried about Su, it stands to reason that he should call Su's second son. Why... call Su's

Little daughter?”

Li Ping'an smiled and shook his head, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. Thoughts passed through his mind and he asked:

"Master Hou is reluctant to part with you?"

"It's just an heir," Su Hu smiled with squinted eyes, "If an ordinary person would be reluctant to part with him, Su is wallowing in the court and the public. He knows that he is powerful, but he is a little confused in his heart. My little daughter is still quite popular with the family.

of."

Li Ping'an said: "It's true that I don't want your daughter to go study with the little princess. It's the king who wants to summon her there."

"Oh?" Su Hu frowned and said, "Please ask the Fourth Young Master to clarify your doubts. Could it be that your Majesty..."

"Don't think blindly, your Majesty's preferences are normal."

Li Pingan muttered for a few times:

"There are many things going on here, and it will be difficult to explain them to the Marquis for a while.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty had a dream. He dreamed that he was a general in heaven in his previous life and had an affair with a fairy. The two were afraid that they would offend God by falling in love in the heavenly palace, so they made an appointment to elope and come to the mortal world.

We will be husband and wife for the rest of our lives.

"The king has been searching for her for many years."

Su Hu's expression was immediately speechless.

Li Ping'an shook his head and took a piece of food for himself: "Look, Mr. Hou doesn't believe me even if I say it."

"Seriously?" Su Hu pondered for a few times, "Su has been on the battlefield for many years. It's not that he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. It's just that every divination sacrifice is not directly related to the battle. This matter is really ridiculous."

"It is also because the Marquis and my father are good friends that I told this matter. Only I know about it."

Li Pingan came closer to Su Hu and whispered:

"I saw it with my own eyes. When the king was fifteen years old, his bones had just grown and he could lift the palace beams with one hand.

"You know, Lord, that there was an incident in the palace. In fact, someone wanted to plot against the king. As soon as the king entered the palace, the pillars of the palace suddenly collapsed, and the entire roof fell on the king.

"Guess what?"

Su Hu couldn't help but ask: "What's going on?"

"The king put his right hand on his waist, raised his left hand to the sky, and shouted loudly, "Sure!" Just like that, the pillar was lifted up!

"ah?"

Su Hu looked strange and said in a low voice:
To be continued...