436, the death of Tianji, the identity of the ancient Heavenly Emperor
"Huhu——"
The wind helped the fire, and the flames instantly surged several times.
Zhou Shu and Cui Lin were both dumbfounded.
What does Tianji mean?
When someone cuts him with a knife, he has to help others sharpen the knife?
Is this because you hate yourself for not dying fast enough?
There are so many ways to deal with the flames, but he actually chose to use wind to blow out the flames!
How much water do you have to have in your brain to be able to do this kind of thing?
Wind helps fire, don’t you understand such a simple truth?
"Ah——"
Tianji let out a scream.
His body is a divine weapon, and what the divine weapon fears most is flame.
Of course, ordinary flames cannot hurt him at all
But the flame Zhou Shu cast with his iron-smelting hand, was it an ordinary flame?
That's the flame specially used to forge soldiers!
The most restrained thing is the magic weapon!
Originally, this flame might not cause too much damage to Tianji, but Tianji couldn't stand it and came with a divine assist.
Under the sudden surge of flames, Tianji suddenly suffered considerable damage.
"Pavilion Master, is there something wrong with Tianji's brain?"
Cui Lin said weakly.
"Maybe."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "His memory was sealed before, so his brain may be damaged."
Zhou Shu looked at Tianji who was wrapped in flames and said.
"Tianji, there is a disease in the brain, it needs to be cured."
"You're going to be arrested now. I'll spare your life and help you treat your illness. What do you think?"
"My surname is Zhou, you and I are at odds with each other!"
Tianji roared angrily.
It was just a small mistake, but it was still far from killing him!
Above the sphere, a black hole-like vortex suddenly appeared and began to swallow the flames crazily.
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, took a step forward, and pinched out the magic formula with both hands. The flames instantly transformed into countless fire dragons, flying up and down to attack.
"Your surname is Zhou?"
Cui Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zhou Shu's back.
He believed he heard correctly. Tianji called the pavilion master, and the person he called was Zhou.
The name of the pavilion master is obviously Wu Zongquan...
Cui Lin's heart stirred, and he knew that it was impossible for a master like Tianji to make the wrong call.
The Pavilion Master indeed has another identity!
Just to put it bluntly, how could an unknown soldier from a remote town suddenly possess the world's best weapon-making skills?
It seems that the biggest secret of the Pavilion Master is his identity!
But, is it important?
Not important!
Regardless of whether the pavilion master is Wu Zongquan or Zhou, he is still the master of Tiangong Pavilion.
The masters of Tiangong Pavilion are all the people in front of you!
There has never been a moment when Cui Lin recognized the man in front of him as much as he does now.
When he was on the verge of death and the Pavilion Master descended from the sky and saved his life at any cost, Cui Lin knew that his life belonged to the Pavilion Master.
No matter who the Pavilion Master is or who his enemy is, Cui Lin will stand firmly with the Pavilion Master.
Even if he is against the Holy Spirit, Cui Lin will not hesitate!
"Boom——"
Cui Lin thought, and then he saw Zhou Shu slashing at the ball with his sword.
Tianji's screams rang out, and the sword light was mixed with the fire dragon, falling continuously on Tianji's body.
Tianji's divine weapon body has almost no power to destroy it.
But almost none, not absolutely none.
If Tianji were a human being, with his current strength, Zhou Shu might have to spend more time to deal with him.
But Tianji is a divine weapon spirit.
Zhou Shu is professional in dealing with magic weapons!
Every attack he makes happens to land on the most vulnerable part of Tianji's body.
Tianji didn't feel anything bad at first, but as time went by, he discovered that his power was declining at an extremely fast rate.
In just a short moment, Tianji felt that his strength had decreased by 10% compared to his peak!
If this situation continues, it won't be long before Tianji will no longer be Zhou Shu's opponent.
After realizing this, Tianji was already a little panicked.
"How is that possible!"
Tianji roared angrily, "How did you become so strong? This is wrong! You shouldn't have this kind of power!"
"It is destiny that you should not have this kind of power! You have never even eaten the spiritual fruit, why do you have such power!"
Tianji finally panicked.
Even if Zhou Shu said harsh words before, he didn't take it to heart.
What happened to the Weaponsmith?
In his lifetime, Tianji has killed eight thousand weapon masters, if not ten thousand.
The gap in strength is definitely not something that mere magic weapons can make up for.
Besides, it’s destiny!
These four words are a chasm that can never be crossed!
"Destiny?"
Zhou Shu sneered, "It seems that this destiny is destined, but it is not a certain thing."
"I have escaped from destiny now, and I don't see what destiny will do to me!"
"Tianji, only cowards will admit the destiny of heaven! My destiny is up to me, not to God. No one can decide the fate of Zhou Shu. If anyone wants to do this, I will definitely pull them down!"
After Zhou Shu finished speaking, the light on his body suddenly skyrocketed again.
Tianji's face was full of horror. He finally realized that things were beyond his understanding and that he might really die here.
According to destiny, he should not die here, Cui Lin should be the one who died here.
If Cui Lin doesn't die, but he dies.
Will the Gongge Pavilion fall apart that day?
In what direction will the future situation develop?
Holy Spirit, will you personally take action to bring order to the chaos?
Countless thoughts flashed through Tianji's mind. At this moment, the Emperor's Sword, with its monstrous flames, struck Tianji's body heavily.
"Kacha——"
A crack visible to the naked eye finally appeared on the sphere that had been damaged by the flames for a long time.
This sphere is the body of Tianji.
If the sphere is damaged, Tianji is seriously injured.
With a flash of light, Tianji turned into a human form again.
There was a shocking wound on his chest.
The wound kept bleeding and was difficult to heal.
He looked at Zhou Shu and gave up resistance completely.
"Zhou Shu, I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to how far you can go."
A smile suddenly appeared on Tianji's face, he looked at Zhou Shu and said, "If you can survive, then we will see you in the next reincarnation."
"If you die, then we will see you in the next reincarnation."
After Tianji finished speaking, he spread his arms.
At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Sword in Zhou Shu's hand had been slashed out again.
"Boom——"
There was a loud noise, and the Emperor's Sword, with boundless power, struck Tianji's body.
The smile on Tianji's face became even brighter, as if he was relieved.
"I'm waiting for you."
"Kacha——"
The sound of broken ceramics sounded, and countless cracks appeared on Tianji's body instantly.
Then his body began to fall apart.
Within a few breaths, his body turned into countless tiny fragments and completely dissipated in the air.
[The Heavenly Emperor Sword you forged successfully kills, and you will be rewarded with the power of the true source!]
A barrage flashed by, and Zhou Shu felt that the true power in his body surged again.
But there was no joy at all on his face.
To be honest, he didn't really want to kill Tianji until the last moment.
In the future he saw, Tianji indeed killed Cui Lin, but in the end, Tianji also tried to protect the human race in his ancestral land, and was killed by Zhan himself in the end.
He is originally a very complex existence.
If possible, Zhou Shu actually wanted to spare his life.
But there is no way. With his and Tianji's cultivation, once a life-and-death fight happens, if either side holds back, it will be courting death.
"Cui Lin should have died, but now he is not dead. Tianji should not have died, but now he is."
Zhou Shu murmured to himself, "Now, has the trajectory of history changed?"
To be honest, he doesn't know.
Even if these changes, if the things at the Spiritual Fruit Banquet do not change, then the future will still not change.
If he cannot defeat the Holy Spirit, then Tiangong Pavilion will still fall apart, the ancestral land will be destroyed, and he, Zhou Shu, will still spend his life in endless regret.
Therefore, he cannot relax before defeating the Divine.
"What did Tianji say before he died?"
Zhou Shu frowned.
What Tianji said before he died is very confusing.
If I die, I will see you in the next reincarnation. If I live, I will see you in the next reincarnation.
What does the next reincarnation mean?
Tianji is a divine weapon spirit. When a person dies, his spirit disappears. He has no afterlife.
How can there be reincarnation?
"Tianji, I seem to know something."
Zhou Shu said to himself, "It's a pity that I didn't ask him why those saints targeted me like this."
"Logically speaking, even if I come from my ancestral land and stray from the small world into the big world, I won't arouse such great fear from the gods."
Zhou Shu was very confused.
In the history he saw, those saints tried every means to kill him. Even after he lost his cultivation and was no longer a threat, those saints still did not let him go.
In the end, he was even tortured to death by those gods.
Thinking about it now, Zhou Shu felt cold all over his body.
Without deep hatred, how could the Holy Spirit treat him like that?
It felt like he was digging a sacred ancestral grave.
"If I had the chance, I would really like to dig up your ancestral graves!"
Zhou Shu thought coldly.
He and these saints are incompatible with each other!
Only one of them can survive!
"Pavilion Master——"
Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu in a daze, and he said weakly, "Tianji, are you dead?"
Even now, Cui Lin still feels a little incredible.
That’s heaven.
Think about it not long ago, several false gods and hundreds of deities were all beheaded by the gods as if they were chopping up melons and vegetables.
Even I almost died at the hands of Cui Lin.
Such a strong man seems to have no power to fight back under the Pavilion Master.
Pavilion Master, how powerful is he?
When he put so much effort into killing the false god Pang Tie, was it all just for his own viewing?
With the strength he has shown now, it would be easy to kill the false god Pang Tie, but there is absolutely no need to self-destruct the original divine weapon!
"Dead."
Zhou Shu nodded and said, "He asked for death on his own. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy for me to kill him."
Even so, it cannot deny the power of the Pavilion Master.
Cui Lin murmured to himself.
"Pavilion Master——"
He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Your strength——"
"Pseudo God Realm."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "I'm not as strong as you think. If I encounter the divine, I will die now."
"Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, you should have noticed some things."
Zhou Shu turned around, looked at Cui Lin, and said seriously, "I am not Wu Zongquan."
"What does it matter?"
Cui Lin smiled bitterly and said, "When I first met you, Pavilion Master, I told you that no matter what your identity is or who you are, as long as you don't harm Tiangong Pavilion, I will always serve you."
You are the master of the pavilion."
"That's what I said then, and I will say that now."
Cui Lin said seriously, "No matter whether your surname is Wu or Zhou, you are the master of Tiangong Pavilion."
"Aren't you afraid that because of me, Tiangong Pavilion will attract invincible enemies?"
Zhou Shu said calmly.
"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid."
Cui Lin said, "But if you are afraid, can you stop it?"
"I can see clearly that the person who was going to be killed that day was me. This fact has nothing to do with you, Pavilion Master."
Cui Lin said with a serious expression, "Tianji wanted to destroy Tiangong Pavilion not because of the Pavilion Master. If it weren't for you, Pavilion Master, I would have died in his hands."
"I, Cui Lin, are not arrogant. If I die here today, and there are hundreds of Heavenly Lords and several false gods buried with me, the Gong Pavilion will definitely be annihilated."
Cui Lin said in a deep voice, "It was you, the Pavilion Master, who protected Tiangong Pavilion. If it weren't for you, Tiangong Pavilion would be in crisis now."
"I don't know what the future will be like, but I know that now, Tiangong Pavilion cannot do without you, Pavilion Master!"
Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu and said sincerely.
"Very good."
Zhou Shu said seriously, "Cui Lin, I can promise you that as long as you work well for me, as long as I am still here, Tiangong Pavilion will be there."
"I believe in the Pavilion Master!"
Cui Lin knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice, "From now on, my life, Cui Lin, belongs to the Pavilion Master. I will never say a word about what the Pavilion Master asks me to do!"
For the first time, Cui Lin formally pledged his allegiance to Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu helped Cui Lin up, and the two looked at each other tacitly.
Now, their goals are the same. Anyone who wants to destroy Tiangong Pavilion is their common enemy.
"Pavilion Master, although I don't know what exactly happened, I know that something must have happened."
Cui Lin said seriously, "I'm afraid this world is about to change. I think your true identity, Pavilion Master -"
"I know you will ask."
Zhou Shu's expression was calm and he said calmly, "I thought I performed well, but that was just my own opinion. In fact, others already knew about my existence."
"If that's the case, then there's no need for me to continue acting."
"Starting from today, I will face the coming storm with my true self."
"Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, listen carefully, I am indeed not Wu Zongquan."
"My real name is Zhou Shu!"
Zhou Shu spoke word by word, his voice was like thunder, and when the last word fell, a white light appeared on his body.
In the white light, his appearance changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a few breaths, he had completely changed.
Compared with his previous appearance as a passerby, he looked majestic and majestic at this moment. Just standing there made people feel that this person should be the master of Tiangong Pavilion!
"Zhou Shu?"
Cui Lin murmured to himself, firmly imprinting this name in the depths of his memory.
……
"Ta-ta——"
Blood dripped onto the ground, making a slight sound.
Zhan staggered forward.
There was a shocking wound on his chest.
Around them, dozens of Heavenly Lords were ready to move, but no one dared to step forward.
A seriously injured false god is also a false god.
Before he collapses completely, he is still a lone wolf who can kill people!
Not long ago, in front of these heavenly beings, Zhan killed their master, who was also a false god, on the spot.
Even though Zhan himself was seriously injured, he survived after all.
"Those who are not afraid of death can take action."
There was a terrifying light in Zhan's eyes, and he spoke coldly.
"Give it a try, and you may be able to become the first deity to kill gods in the world!"
The words of war are sarcastic and authentic.
Those Heavenly Lords, instead of moving forward, kept retreating.
The more Zhan said this, the more fearful they became.
The scene of fighting and killing the false god just now was clearly imprinted in their minds.
They don't want to follow in the footsteps of false gods.
"If you don't dare to make a move, get out of here!"
Zhan shouted.
The long knife in his hand actually emitted a dazzling light, as if he was about to slash it out with his hand at the next moment.
Those false gods were shocked.
"Huh——"
I don’t know who was the first to run away, but the others followed him instantly.
Within a few breaths, the dozens of Heavenly Lords were completely invisible.
Seeing that there was no one around, Zhan let out a long sigh of relief.
In fact, he has indeed reached the end of his strength.
After all, he is not Zhou Shu. He does not have the strength to kill false gods as easily as he kills chickens and dogs.
In order to kill the false god just now, he paid a price beyond imagination.
If those dozens of false gods really take action, he will really die here.
Fortunately, those people were scared by him.
Zhan didn't dare to stay. Although he scared those people away, if anyone dared to run back again, he would be able to find out his situation.
When the time comes, if you really die in the hands of a Heavenly Lord, you will feel aggrieved.
With the last of his strength, Zhan supported his body with a long knife and moved forward step by step.
He walked very slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.
But in fact, he has no choice. Now, he doesn't even have the energy to walk faster.
In this way, Zhan walked for several miles and went deep into the mountains and forests.
Finally he saw a cave and went in without hesitation, then mustered up his last strength to seal the entrance.
Then he fell on his back, lying on the ground without caring about his image, breathing heavily.
"Sure enough, any false god is not easy to do."
Zhan was filled with fear. He thought that after devouring so many spiritual fruits, his strength was considered to be mid-range among the false gods.
Think about how easy it was for Zhou Shu to kill the false god Pang Tie.
I'm just challenging the weakest being among the three thousand false gods, isn't it easy to catch him?
Unexpectedly, even the weakest existence among the three thousand false gods almost caused him to overturn.
There were several times just now when he was about to die at the opponent's hands, but fortunately, he had quite a lot of combat experience, so he was able to win narrowly.
"Fighting between life and death is different from escaping. When I fought against False God Jintong and the others, I always ran away if I couldn't beat them, so I didn't give them many opportunities to show their strength."
Zhan murmured to himself, "This gave me a wrong perception of their strength. In fact, any false god is very amazing."
"The prince can easily kill the false god because the prince is too strong, not because the false god is too weak."
"Compared with the prince, I don't know how big the gap is."
"The prince may have noticed this, so he asked me to challenge the false god."
"Only this kind of life-and-death battle can stimulate my potential. This time I discovered that a large part of the effectiveness of the spiritual fruits I swallowed is hidden in my body. If they are completely absorbed, my strength will be
There will definitely be great progress!"
"When I recover from my injuries, I will go find my next opponent!"
"Sooner or later, I will defeat the three thousand false gods. By then, I will be the number one master among the gods, other than the prince!"
Zhan’s eyes were full of expectations.
……
The spiritual root of heaven and earth, the forbidden place.
In the clouds and mist, there seemed to be several figures sitting opposite each other.
A vague voice sounded, and I didn’t know who it came from.
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"Someone under observation is out of control, who is going to take a look?"
The voice was extremely cold and contained no emotion at all.
"No need to do anything unnecessary."
Another voice sounded, the tone was different, but the tone was exactly the same.
These people seem to be existences without any emotion.
"Anything that goes out of control at the Spiritual Fruit Banquet can be dealt with easily."
"Yang Zhitian, have you found it?"
Another voice sounded.
Several people fell into a brief silence. After a full quarter of an hour, one person spoke slowly.
"He knows us too well and controls the time of his appearance very well. If we rush over, he will escape."
"But it doesn't matter, he can't affect the overall situation."
"He can't affect the overall situation, but he may come to grab the fruit."
One person snorted coldly.
"He must have the ability to rob!"
Another person said coldly, "If he had that ability, he would have transcended immortality long ago. If he had already transcended immortality, there would be no need for this extra step."
"There is nothing wrong with being cautious."
There was another moment of silence, and then someone said, "This time is the closest we have come to success. If we still fail, next time, I really don't know if we can get to where we are now."
"We will definitely succeed."
The sound gradually disappeared, the white fog became thicker and thicker, and the figures gradually disappeared.
The surroundings returned to calm, as if those people had never existed.
……
"Pavilion Master!"
Cui Lin bowed and said, "Half a month ago, the general killed the false god Wanpeng seventy thousand miles away in the north."
"Then he lost track."
"It is said that several false gods have united now and are preparing to kill the general."
Cui Lin's eyes were also full of admiration.
He really couldn't imagine what the pavilion master wanted to do.
He actually sent a general to kill the false god!
Since the beginning of the world, this is probably the first time someone has killed a false god like this.
In the past countless years, only a handful of false gods have died.
But what now?
In just a few months, how many false gods have died?
The false god Pang Tie, the false god Bianji, Tianji, the false god Wanpeng...
The general alone has killed four false gods.
He has already caused public outrage among the false gods!
However, looking at the expression of the pavilion master, he seems to be very calm.
"Pavilion Master, do we want to help the general?"
Cui Lin said cautiously.
In any case, the general is also one of the strongest combat forces in Tiangong Pavilion.
Besides, he is now challenging the false gods on behalf of Tiangong Pavilion.
Fortunately, he has attracted the attention of everyone in the world.
Otherwise, because Tiangong Pavilion offered rewards to those who died in Tianji's hands, I'm afraid someone would have come to trouble Tiangong Pavilion because of them.
Now, everyone is attracted by Zhan's action of challenging the false god. No one cares about what happened before.
After all, this is the first time in so many years that someone has challenged the false gods with such a big fanfare. The key is that he himself is strong enough to kill the false gods one after another.
Now everyone is guessing who his next challenger will be.
In this world, there will never be a shortage of people watching the excitement.
"No need."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "His affairs will be resolved by himself, and Tiangong Pavilion does not need to interfere."
"How did you find the thing I asked you to find?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"Because of the feast of spiritual fruits, all the false gods kept Yuan Shi in their hands."
Cui Lin shook his head in embarrassment, "No matter how high the price we offer, they won't give up the Yuanshi they have."
"Not even the Yuanshi Divine Weapon?"
Zhou Shu frowned.
"The Primordial Divine Weapon is okay, but they all say that you must first get the Primordial Divine Weapon before you give up the Yuanshi in your hands!"
Cui Lin said.
In this world, chaos has emerged. Even if a good thing like Yuan Shi cannot be used by himself, he may not be able to use it if he keeps it in his hands, so no false god is willing to let it go.
At this point, Cui Lin was also a little helpless.
He didn't know what those false gods thought. Those Yuanshi should be sent to Tiangong Pavilion. Tiangong Pavilion is the place where magic weapons are forged for the gods.
But now, all the false gods have tacitly chosen to hold Yuan Shi in their hands.
"If you don't give it, then grab it from me."
Zhou Shu snorted coldly.
"Since you tell them well, you don't have to be polite to them."
"Start by fighting the territories of the false gods that we have already challenged."
Zhou Shu said solemnly, "Their Yuanshi must be in their hands. If anyone dares to snatch it, they will be killed without mercy!"
Zhou Shu's face was filled with murderous intent.
"I have asked Hou Baidong to open the warehouse of Tiangong Pavilion. From now on, all the guards and magic weapons in Tiangong Pavilion will be in charge. If they can make great achievements, I can even cast the Yuanshi magic weapons for them with my own hands!"
"Remember, I want all the origins in the world!"
Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin, "Can you do it? If not, I will let others do it!"
"I can!"
Cui Lin gritted his teeth and said.
"Pavilion Master, please rest assured, I promise that I will do my best to collect Yuanshi!"
After Cui Lin finished speaking, he bowed and exited the palace.
After Cui Lin withdrew, Zhou Shu's expression became extremely serious.
The future seen in that stone tablet is always like a knife suspended above Zhou Shu's head.
He didn't dare to relax at all.
He absolutely cannot sit back and watch those futures happen!
And if he wants to change the future, the only thing he can do is to improve his own strength.
For Zhou Shu, the fastest way to improve his strength is to build soldiers!
If every warrior in the world had a magic weapon forged by Zhou Shu himself, then his strength would surely increase at an incredible speed.
When the time comes, even having the power to fight against the divine is not a luxury!
Therefore, what Zhou Shu needs most urgently now is the materials for casting weapons!
Especially Yuanshi!
Although I don’t know why those saints regard Yuanshi as a forbidden wife.
But as long as the enemy wants it, he will definitely stop it!
Since Shen Sheng wants it, he will get it first.
From now on, he wants all the origins in the world!
He also wants all the materials for making weapons!
He wants all the warriors in the world to become his workers!
He wants to see how the Holy Spirit decides his life and death!
"The banquet of spiritual fruits determines who the next false god will be."
Zhou Shu murmured to himself, "These saints really treat the world as their chessboard!"
"But if you want to use me as a pawn, you don't have the ability yet!"
Zhou Shu's eyes burst into light.
"Ancestral land!"
Zhou Shu raised his head and looked in one direction, where was the gate to the realm outside Tongguan City.
After the incident at Yang Zhitian's tomb, Zhou Shu sent a group of guards from Tiangong Pavilion to guard it.
He will not let people go to the ancestral land easily.
But after seeing the future on the stone tablet, he already knew that these actions of his could only be regarded as better than nothing. In fact, they would not have much effect.
Sheng Sheng really wants to go to the ancestral land, and those guards can't stop them at all. However, Zhou Shu has no good solution now.
In the face of divinity, no matter how confident he is, he is just comforting himself.
In fact, no matter how many things he does, he still has no chance of winning.
The divine power almost makes people despair.
"Tianji's identity is very problematic."
Zhou Shu said to himself, "If he can send invitations for the Holy Spirit, it must have something to do with the Holy Spirit."
"But back then he was taken away to his ancestral land by the Ancient Heavenly Emperor. If he was really a sacred weapon, how could the Ancient Heavenly Emperor be able to take Tianji away?"
"In the legend of the Ancient Heaven, the Emperor of the Ancient Heaven was just a Heavenly Master, and in this world, he was nothing at all."
"A mere Heavenly Lord is not even qualified to see the divine. How can he take away the divine weapon?"
"And Tianji, obediently helped the Emperor of Heaven establish the Heavenly Court! This is definitely not something that a mere Heavenly Lord can do."
"The Ancient Heavenly Emperor——"
"And that Yang Zhitian, what did he do and why did he go to the ancestral land!"
Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes slightly. He had a vague guess in his mind, but there was no evidence.
"If Yang Zhitian is the Emperor of Heaven, then all this can be explained!"
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
When he heard about Yang Zhitian from Cui Lin, he felt that Yang Zhitian's experience was very problematic.
Later, it was revealed that Yang Zhitian died in his ancestral land.
But in the ancestral land, there has never been a legend about Yang Zhitian.
If the master of Tiangong Pavilion, such a big man, really went to his ancestral land, there would be no legend left behind.
Even if he deliberately conceals his identity, there will be similar characters.
This kind of person is like a light in the dark night, unable to pass by without leaving a trace.
Zhou Shu thought about many possibilities, but in the end, this was the only one left!
The emperor of ancient heaven is Yang Zhitian!
Only in this way can we explain why the ancient Heavenly Emperor was able to take Tianji away!
As the master of Tiangong Pavilion, Yang Zhitian is not a simple Tianzun.
He is the most powerful Pavilion Master in the history of Tiangong Pavilion. If he said that he took Tianji away from Sheng Sheng, Zhou Shu would completely believe it.
Moreover, Yang Zhitian disappeared inexplicably, and later it was rumored that his tomb was in his ancestral land.
All of this is very consistent with the experience of the ancient Heavenly Emperor.
"If Yang Zhitian was the Emperor of Ancient Heaven, why would Tianji betray the Emperor of Heaven?"
Zhou Shu squinted and continued thinking, "Moreover, Tianji's memory was once blocked by someone. The first thing he did after recovering his memory was to use Sun Pingping, Yang Hong and Zhang San to attract me to the Wangchuan River!" "What is the relationship between Tianji and that mysterious man?"
"What is certain is that that mysterious man is definitely not the one targeting me!"
"He is not holy, but he can come and go freely in the land of no one. He also knows the secret of the stone tablet at the source of the Wangchuan River. He also has an inexplicable relationship with Tianji!"
Zhou Shu's eyes shone brightly, "Yang Zhitian!"
"You're not dead!"
"The false god has a life span of 100,000 years. As the master of Tiangong Pavilion, Yang Zhitian is also the strongest master in the history of Tiangong Pavilion. He definitely has the power of false god!"
"The false god is basically invincible in a place like the Ancestral Land. With the strength Tianji showed at that time, even if he plots against him, it is impossible to kill Yang Zhitian!"
Zhou Shu snorted coldly, the majestic emperor of ancient heaven actually faked his death?
"If Yang Zhizhen is still alive, then the mysterious man I saw by the Wangchuan River is most likely him!"
Zhou Shu said to himself.
Of course, all these speculations are based on the fact that Yang Zhitian is the Ancient Heavenly Emperor.
Whether Yang Zhitian is the Emperor of Ancient Heaven still needs some evidence to prove it.
The most direct evidence is, of course - witness!
"Mu Yuan!"
Zhou Shu shouted in a low voice.
The ground surged, and a spiritual insect emerged from the ground.
"Go and find me your eldest brother Mu Zhixing."
Zhou Shu ordered.
Mu Yuan rolled his eyes very humanely, then got into the ground and disappeared quickly.
After a while, Mu Zhixing followed Mu Yuan to Zhou Shu's palace.
"What do you want from me? I'm busy!"
Mu Zhixing said unceremoniously.
He has a casual personality, and since it was not the first day he met Zhou Shu, there was no need to be polite in their friendship.
"Mu Zhixing, let me ask you, what is your eldest brother's name?"
Zhou Shu asked straight to the point.
"My eldest brother?"
Mu Zhixing was stunned. He didn't expect Zhou Shu to call him over in such a hurry just to ask this question.
"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
He and Zhou Shu have known each other for such a long time, and Zhou Shu has long known who his eldest brother is, but Zhou Shu has never asked about his eldest brother.
"Don't worry so much, tell me, is your eldest brother's name Mu Zhitian?"
Zhou Shu asked in a deep voice.
"Who told you that my eldest brother's name is Mu Zhitian?"
Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "Is it because my name is Mu Zhixing, so my eldest brother has to be called Mu Zhitian, because the sky is bigger than the stars? If based on this principle, he should also be called Mu Zhiri, or Mu Zhi
Month..."
Mu Zhixing curled his lips and complained, "The name Mu Zhitian is too unpleasant."
“Let’s get to the point!”
Zhou Shu interrupted him angrily.
No matter how nice your name is, Mu Zhixing is not much better than Mu Zhitian.
"Okay."
Mu Zhixing said, "My eldest brother's name is Mu Tian, and he doesn't have the word "zhi".
"Mutian?"
Zhou Shu frowned slightly, it was a little different from what he thought, but it wasn't too different.
Yang, Mu Yi, Tian, become Zhi Tian.
Mutian is Yang Zhitian!
Zhou Shu is now 80% sure that the Emperor of Ancient Heaven was Yang Zhitian!
"Why did Yang Zhitian go to his ancestral land to build the Heavenly Court if he didn't want to be the master of the Tiangong Pavilion?"
Zhou Shu thought to himself.
If we really compare, there is no comparison between the Heavenly Court in the ancestral land and the Tiangong Pavilion.
Although Tianting has been suppressing the ancestral land for a lifetime, the strength of Tiangong Pavilion is much stronger than when Tianting was in its heyday.
You know, there are no two Heavenly Lords in total in the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral Land, but in Tiangong Pavilion, there are hundreds of Heavenly Lords.
As long as you are not a fool, you will not leave the Tiangong Pavilion Pavilion Master alone and go to the ancestral land to become a local emperor.
"Is it possible that there is something about the ancestral land that attracts him?"
Zhou Shu had some doubts in his heart.
People like Yang Zhitian will have their reasons for everything they do.
He would never go to his ancestral land to establish heaven for no reason.
The key is that after he became the Emperor of Heaven, he actually faked his own death!
"What secrets are hidden in the ancestral land?"
Zhou Shu was full of doubts.
"Your Majesty?!"
When Mu Zhixing saw Zhou Shu in a daze, he couldn't help but shout.
"What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with my eldest brother's name?"
"His name is Mutian, so he established the Heavenly Court. I think this name is quite normal."
Mu Zhixingdu said.
"It's called Mutian, so we should build a heaven?"
Zhou Shu really can't understand Mu Zhixing's brain circuit.
"Mu Zhixing, your eldest brother, is he really dead?"
Zhou Shu stared at Mu Zhixing and suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?"
Mu Zhixing was stunned
He asked in confusion, "My lord, do you suspect that my eldest brother is not dead?"
"How is that possible! If my eldest brother had not died, how could the Heavenly Court be scattered? If my eldest brother had not died, how could those people wither away everywhere?"
"Impossible!"
Mu Zhixing shook his head firmly.
If his eldest brother hadn't died, Heaven would not have collapsed, and he and those people would not have had to live in hiding for so many years.
"Have you seen your elder brother's body with your own eyes?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"Although I didn't see it, many of them saw it."
Mu Zhixing said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, what happened? Why do you suddenly think of asking these questions!"
Mu Zhixing's expression was rare and serious.
Zhou Shu kept staring at him. Mu Zhixing's reaction was normal, and there was no sign of hypocrisy at all.
Judging from his reaction, he really thought Mu Tian was dead.
"He is a cruel person. He even keeps his own brother in the dark!"
Zhou Shu said to himself.
"Mu Zhixing, I'm going back to my ancestral homeland, you come with me."
Zhou Shu pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke.
"Returning to ancestral land? What to do?"
Mu Zhixing was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully.
"Go back and check one thing."
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "The Ancient Heavenly Emperor, your eldest brother, left something behind in the ancestral land. We are going to find it."