The original Taoist Master has been counting for a long time. Now that the computer is in chaos, even he can't calculate much information. He just knows that variables have arisen and he doesn't know what the way forward is.
However, he had already deduced a lot of information beforehand. In the past few years, everything has been carried out according to the results of his calculations and deductions. Now, although the secret is confusing, it will not make him confused.
"Bai He, tell your uncle Ziya to come see me..."
The original Taoist Master's emotionless words were heard, and the White Crane Boy responded. He transformed into his true form and flew to the sky. Not long after, a white-haired old man came back with the White Crane Boy.
"I met the teacher..."
This person is none other than Jiang Ziya, who is going to preside over the Conferment of Gods. He is also a chess piece that the original Taoist Lord started setting up hundreds of years ago.
"Ziya, you have been practicing Taoism with me for decades. However, you were born with a poor life and have been weak and sick since childhood. You have been practicing Taoism with me for decades, and you have rarely achieved the status of immortality. Now, you go back! You can receive the wealth and honor of the world, and now you are like a soup.
It's time to destroy the Zhou Dynasty. You do it for me and go down the mountain to preside over the important matter of conferring gods. Support the Ming Lord. As a general and prime minister, it is not in vain that you have practiced with me for so many years. Come down the mountain quickly and don't stay too long...
"
The original Taoist Master's words were cold and devoid of any emotion.
Jiang Ziya couldn't help but recall that he had come to Kunlun Mountain since he was a child and began to practice Taoism with the original Taoist master. But now, after decades of practice, he has achieved nothing and wasted his good years. How could he be willing to do so?
"I beg the teacher for mercy. The disciple seeks the truth with integrity and does not fall in love with the worldly wealth. I also hope the teacher will not drive the disciple away..."
"This is your fate, it's destiny. Don't say any more. Leave..." The cold voice of the original Taoist Master made Jiang Ziya feel cold. He wanted to say more, but he didn't know how to say it.
At this time, the Antarctic Immortal on the side said: "Junior brother, don't ask him to say anything. You leave tonight. When you have achieved success and fame, you can return to the Immortal Mountain and rebuild the road..."
Jiang Ziya, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly woke up after listening to the words of the Antarctic Immortal.
For a moment, he felt that his back was wet. The original Tianzun made it very clear that if he came down the mountain to preside over the major event of becoming a god for him, as long as he was successful and famous, he would not be restrained by anything.
The tasks assigned by the teacher must be completed! Otherwise, what is the use of him?
Jiang Ziya instantly understood and looked at the Antarctic Immortal with gratitude. He said to the Primordial Heavenly Lord: "Disciple has received the teacher's decree. Now, what should I do when I go down the mountain..."
The original Tianzun explained to Jiang Ziya and asked Jiang Ziya to retreat.
It is said that Jiang Ziya said goodbye to all his fellow apprentices in Kunlun Mountain, as well as all his apprentices, nephews and Taoist friends in latent cultivation, and went down the mountain alone towards Chaoge. Now he has no home. His old parents have already been reincarnated.
I don’t even have any brothers or sisters, so I feel so lonely when I’m alone.
Fortunately, he remembered that when he went down the mountain, he met a close friend - Song Yiren.
Jiang Ziya fled to Chaoge's confidant. Nowadays, the world is in chaos. King Zhou is in power, causing chaos in the world, and the people are in dire straits. The world and the earth are in constant rebellion.
Chaoge, Jiang Ziya found Song Yiren. With the help of his former confidant, he gradually settled down, and also married a Huanghua eldest daughter in her sixties. It seemed that her life was gradually settling down.
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On Golden Turtle Island, after chatting with Master Tongtian and meeting several fellow disciples of Jiejiao, Han Ping went into seclusion again and fell into cultivation.
In a closed room, the surrounding time flow rate changes.
His bloodline has the highest affinity to the rules of time. At this time, a space formation arranged by Master Tongtian contained part of the mysteries of time. As Han Ping practiced in seclusion, the mysteries of time gradually revived in his bloodline.
, the surrounding time flow rate began to change.
Jie Jiao's formations are indeed unbelievable. A series of top-notch formations such as the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation, the Ten Jue Formation, the Zhuxian Formation and even the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation that appeared in the Battle of the Conferred Gods were all created by Jie Jiao.
At this time, the formation arranged by Master Tongtian turned out to be a space of its own. It contained part of the laws of time and the secrets of space. At this time, Han Ping realized the trajectory of time and easily activated the rules of time in his bloodline. Then he began to comprehend
The secret of time changes the flow rate of time around you.
He has been in seclusion for several years, but the flow rate of the outside world is only a few days.
In the past few years, he has studied a large number of weapon refining records. Among them are the weapon refining experience of Master Tongtian and the weapon refining experience of Taoist Duobao. The reference of these two aspects has brought Han Ping a new understanding.
.
Master Tongtian's weapon refining experience points directly to the core of the origin of the Tao, while Taoist Duobao's weapon refining experience is the specific operational experience of refining each spiritual treasure, which has benefited him a lot. Relatively speaking, what Taoist Duobao gave him
The weapon refining experience is more suitable for his current situation. And the weapon refining experience given to him by Tongtian Cult Leader is enough for him to understand the pinnacle of the weapon path!
Han Ping's cultivation is as high as the sky, and it is much easier to comprehend the art of weapons. It is much easier than when Duobao Taoist started trying to refine magic weapons when his cultivation was weak. Moreover, in the real world, he still has some refining experience.
.So in the prehistoric world, Han Ping's first attempt to refine weapons reached a terrifying level.
Looking at the gray bead in his hand, Han Ping felt quite satisfied.
The bead was completely refined by him with reference to the Qiankun Bead, and its materials were all natural and earthly treasures in the prehistoric world. There was no need to mention the material. Inside the bead, he burned a formation, and even the formation was engraved by him.
Traces of the laws of time and space. As a result, after the bead was successfully refined, it became a space-based magic weapon.
Although it is not as good as Xiantian, it is difficult to become a corpse-slaying spiritual treasure. But this magic weapon is also a rare treasure, containing a certain amount of attack power, and it is the most bizarre spiritual attack.
This magic weapon already has certain spiritual treasure characteristics.
Han Ping was quite satisfied with this magic weapon. It was the first time in the prehistoric world that he refined a magic weapon, and he was very lucky to have refined such a rare space-based spiritual treasure.
Next, he refined several magic weapons one after another. However, his luck was not so good. Many magic weapons had certain flaws due to experience problems.
I don’t know how long it took to refine it, but Han Ping seemed to have fallen into some strange state.
The state of control he had during battle broke out again, allowing him to achieve an extremely fine level of control. It seemed that every trace of Tao reflection could be completely controlled by him.
A ball of flame flipped in his palm.
A black stone kept rolling in the flames. Every trace of impurities was tempered out. After a while, the black stone disappeared, leaving only a small droplet.
Under Han Ping's control, the droplets were bound to one side. Then several alternative heavenly materials and earthly treasures suddenly appeared, entered the flames, and began to be tempered. The flames were very special, as if the original fire path of heaven and earth was roasting and melting
of all matter in the world.
Soon, several drops of liquid appeared next to Han Ping.
At a certain moment, under the mediation of several special spiritual talents, several groups of liquid droplets began to fuse with each other to form a special mixture. Under Han Ping's control, the mixture gradually turned into a bow-shaped treasure.
At this moment, traces of seals were forcibly driven into the bow by Han Ping.
One after another, the spiritual seals quickly melted into the droplet. The various characteristics of the droplet began to be stabilized, and the bow quickly took shape. At this moment, Han Ping's soul instantly poured into the bow body, and the power of the soul's will instantly filled the bow body.
Formation restrictions are burned inside.
At the same moment, he tore apart the space and captured a large number of traces of the laws of heaven and earth. In an instant, he drove these traces of laws into the inside of the bow body, gathered around the formation he had carved into the bow body, and surrounded and protected the fragile formation base.
The bow was shining brightly.
A dragon tendon appeared in his hand. The dragon tendon instantly wrapped around one end of the bow and began to blend into the bow body. A trace of magical and mysterious aura surrounded the two.
Han Ping pulled his hands, and the dragon tendons were beating in his hands. The next moment, they were wrapped around the other end of the bow. He made a stroke with one hand and broke the dragon tendons from the root. The bow body suddenly trembled, and the dragon tendons on the other end also melted.
Into the inside of the bow body.
The flames are still going on, but they no longer have the same overwhelming aura as before.
The bow has taken shape. The bow string has perfectly fit the bow body, and you can almost feel the sound of dragon roars echoing back and forth on the bow string. In a daze, Han Ping felt that his weapon refining realm had been broken through, and he felt a special charm.
This state of control makes him extremely efficient and accurate.
The moment the bow was successfully refined, a compelling aura came oncoming.
Han Ping frowned slightly, and in an instant, the seals that concealed the aura were driven into the inside of the bow with both hands. Suddenly, the brilliant bow was suddenly hidden. Even the bow string seemed inconspicuous.
He took a satisfied look at the divine bow in his hand.
"The bow is a divine bow, but it has no arrows..."
Han Ping was refining a bow, but there were no arrows. It wasn't that he couldn't make it, but that he didn't want to make it! His archery path was the pursuit of the Tao realm from the beginning, not the attack power of the arrows!
Even when he was teaching his apprentice Liu Qingshi, he used the most common arrows and did not specially refine the arrows. An ordinary arrow is enough, and there are many arrows in his hand. They are all from the mortal world.
Arrow.
"Let them refine the arrows themselves..."
Whispering in his mouth, with the help of this state of mind, Han Ping refined several divine bows one after another. Each divine bow was extremely powerful and possessed heaven-defying power. Of course, these were not for him.
Nothing. In his current state, with the God-killing Spear in hand, he basically dares to challenge anyone in the prehistoric world.
There are not many opportunities for bows and arrows to be used.
However, he still kept the first divine bow. When refining this divine bow, he fell into a brief period of confusion and produced an unknown change. There seemed to be something inside the divine bow that he could not understand.
This kind of breath seemed to go beyond the traces of data, which shocked him. (To be continued...)
