"My lord, do you believe what Yang Zhitian says?"
Liu Ruochuan looked at Zhou Shu who was walking forward with his head down, and couldn't help but ask.
"You know him better than I do, do you believe it?"
Zhou Shu said calmly.
Liu Ruochuan couldn't see any emotion from his expression.
He smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either."
"I thought I knew him very well, but now I know that after following him for so many years, I actually don't know him at all."
"I can no longer see clearly in this world."
Liu Ruochuan sighed and said.
Even with the divine power, he still feels very confused.
He doesn't know where he should go in the future.
Other saints all want eternal life, but he feels that living for one life is already tiring enough, so why bother with eternal life?
If he had to choose again, he would rather die directly when the ancient heaven was destroyed.
That way, there won’t be so many worries now.
"It doesn't matter whether what he said is true or false."
Zhou Shu said calmly, "We can already confirm that Yang Zhitian will not help us."
"How to deal with the divine things of the Emperor of Heaven? We no longer have to rely on him."
"Of course, the good news is that he probably won't jump out and ruin our affairs."
"Now that the Emperor of Heaven believes that I have mastered the method of transcendence discovered by Yang Zhitian, at least in the short term, they should not attack us directly."
"We still have a chance."
Zhou Shu said with distant eyes.
"How wonderful it would be if there was no sanctity in the world."
Liu Ruochuan sighed.
Zhou Shu glanced at him. Don't worry, Liu Ruochuan may have told a lot of lies, but one thing was that he didn't lie.
He really wants to bring down those divine beings of the Emperor of Heaven.
Liu Ruochuan is also a weirdo for someone who doesn’t value the sacred status so much.
"There should be no holiness in this world."
Zhou Shu nodded in agreement.
There is no problem with the divine cultivation itself, but the problem is that those saints cling to the so-called destiny, treat everyone in the world as their playthings, and arbitrarily manipulate everyone's destiny.
This is a problem.
Why, why should everything in the world follow the so-called destiny?
Could it be that because of what happened in the first cycle, all subsequent cycles must follow the script?
That doesn’t make sense!
Everyone should have the opportunity to control their own destiny!
"No matter what, we will do what we can and have a clear conscience."
Zhou Shu said, "If Yang Zhitian wants to be alone, let him do that."
"We will work together to overturn the sacredness of the Emperor of Heaven. Either there will be no saints in this world, or we will make everyone in this world a saint!"
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
"Everyone in the world is a saint?"
Liu Ruochuan had a look of surprise on his face. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "How is that possible?"
If everyone is considered sacred, what kind of situation would that be like?
"At the very least, let everyone have the opportunity to be sacred, instead of now, the world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs."
Zhou Shu said with a smile.
"It's useless to think so much. Now, let's think about how to deal with the divine beings of the Emperor of Heaven."
Zhou Shu continued, "I'm afraid the lies about the method of transcendence won't be delayed for too long."
"But Yang Zhitian's idea is very interesting."
A look of deep thought appeared on Zhou Shu's face, "I'm not sure, I can really use this transcendent method to send the Emperor of Heaven and his companions away."
"Use this transcendent method to send the Emperor of Heaven and the others away?"
Liu Ruochuan looked puzzled and a little confused.
"Nothing, I was just talking casually."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, whether it is possible or not, he has to go back and carefully consider the details.
"Where did Qitian go?"
Zhou Shu raised his head and looked forward. Qi Tian left one step ahead of them and now he had disappeared.
"Don't worry about him."
Liu Ruochuan said nonchalantly, "Nine times out of ten, he has already returned to Tiangong Pavilion."
"I said Liu Ruochuan, what is your relationship with Yang Zhitian?"
Zhou Shu looked at Liu Ruochuan and said doubtfully.
"It's nothing, he saved us back then and just taught us the way to practice."
Liu Ruochuan seemed unwilling to mention it further, and said casually, "It's all in the past. Qitian and I have worked for him for many years, and what we owe him has been paid off long ago."
"It's fine as it is now. We have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Liu Ruochuan's face looked lost.
Zhou Shu knew that he was in a bad mood, so he patted his shoulder and said nothing more.
The two of them hurried on their way, and after a while, they had returned to Tiangong Pavilion.
Zhou Shu stayed in Tiangong Pavilion for a few days, and then returned to the territory of the human race in his ancestral land.
There, he could not get out of seclusion.
During this period, many people came to our door, but those people with the highest level of cultivation were just false gods.
The true holiness has never appeared again since the Judge.
Zhou Shu asked people to block all visitors from the door, so no one knew what he was busy with.
If Mu Zhixing hadn't suddenly returned, I'm afraid his retreat would have lasted for how long.
"Have you found the bones of the first generation Pangu?"
Zhou Shu looked at Mu Zhixing with a trace of tiredness on his face and said.
With Zhou Shu's current level of cultivation, he would not be tired even if he stayed awake for several years.
The way he is now shows how much energy he spends.
How can the method of transcendence be so easy?
Yang Zhi was so talented that he spent several cycles and countless years without really solving this problem.
Even though Zhou Shu's skill in forging weapons is no weaker than that of Yang Zhitian, finding a solution is not a matter of one or two days.
"No!"
Mu Zhixing said angrily.
"I have turned the ancestral land upside down, but I can't even find the shadow! I said, Prince, are you sure that Pangu's bones are hidden in the ancestral land?"
"Not really sure."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said.
"I'm not very sure, you still want me to find it?"
Mu Zhixing said angrily, "Aren't you kidding me?"
"You can't blame me."
Zhou Shu shrugged and said, "I got this news from your elder brother."
"My eldest brother?"
Mu Zhixing frowned, "My lord, do you still think my eldest brother is still alive?"
"It's not my opinion, it's the fact."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "I just met him just before you came back. Not only did I meet your eldest brother, I also met your sister-in-law."
"By the way, did you give that colorful rosy coat to your elder brother that I gave you last time?"
Zhou Shu looked at Mu Zhixing and asked.
Back then, he used the arm of the first generation Pangu as the main material to cast a colorful rosy garment.
He did it deliberately just to give Yang Zhitian a hard time.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Shu had already met Yang Zhitian before the colorful rosy clothes took effect.
Of course, what he saw was not his real body.
However, the clay sculpture Yang Zhitian has the distraction of Yang Zhitian, and it is not much different from the original body.
"I didn't give it to my big brother."
Mu Zhixing blurted out subconsciously, "I sold it to No. 1!"
"No. 1?"
Zhou Shu frowned slightly and immediately figured it out.
The Golden Mask Man No. 1 is most likely to have an inseparable relationship with Yang Zhitian.
There are really countless chess pieces that Yang Zhitian has planted.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said casually.
"Since the bones of the first Pangu have not been found, why did you come back in such a hurry?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"I'm coming back to revive myself."
Mu Zhixing said angrily, "I have searched all over the ancestral land and cannot find it. Am I going to die there?"
Mu Zhixing has never been a rigid person, so he would not do that kind of thing.
"Since you can't find it in your ancestral land, then look for it in this big world."
Zhou Shu said casually, "I believe you can do it."
"No, don't believe me."
Mu Zhixing quickly shook his head and said, "I won't do it anymore. I don't want the benefits you promised me anymore."
"I knew it wouldn't be that easy! No wonder you promised me so many benefits!"
Mu Zhixing had a calm attitude. No matter what Zhou Shu said, he would never look for the bones of the first Pangu again.
"Okay."
Zhou Shu did not force him, and said, "Since you are not willing to find the bones of the first Pangu, then I have a mission here. Do you want to take it?"
"You tell me first and listen!"
Mu Zhixing said.
He would not agree immediately without any thought.
Others don't know, but Mu Zhixing knows that Zhou Shu has so many powerful men. What does he want to do, and those under him are not allowed to rush to do it?
Things that require Mu Zhixing to take action are definitely not that easy to handle, just like looking for the bones of the first generation Pangu.
Who knows what other weird tasks Zhou Shu has here.
"I have a deal with the Holy Emperor. He sent a Holy One to me. As for me, I also want to send someone to him to facilitate our communication."
Zhou Shu muttered, "After much thought, I think you are smart enough and that's the most suitable place to go."
"Going to be a proton?"
Mu Zhixing blurted out and immediately made two noises.
"You want me to be a hostage first?"
Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "You have a good idea! You are not willing to send your own cronies over, but let me go instead?"
"I was stupid to go!"
"You think too much."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "It's not a hostage. It's sacred and we don't need hostages."
"Even I am just an ant that can be crushed to death in the eyes of the gods. Do you think they need hostages?"
Zhou Shu said.
"That's not what they said."
Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "Others don't know you, but I don't know you either? Don't look at those saints who seem to have the upper hand now. They will never take any advantage from you."
"Even if you are not a hostage now or in the past, you will become a hostage soon."
Mu Zhixing had a firm attitude and said, "I won't go."
"You said you can't do this, and you can't do that either. Are you planning to make a living here?"
Zhou Shu said impatiently, "Our situation is very bad now. Everyone is fighting for the survival of the human race in our ancestral land. If you want to lie down, I can't tolerate you here."
"Your Majesty, do you want this?"
Mu Zhixing shouted, "We have such a deep friendship, and you want to drive me away?"
"I'm not driving you away, but if you want to stay, you have to do something. Otherwise, what will other people think? They will say that I, Zhou Shu, am unfair!"
Zhou Shu shook his head and said.
"You can choose for yourself. One is to continue looking for the bones of the first generation Pangu. The other is to go to the Holy Emperor and be responsible for communicating with him."
Zhou Shu said directly.
"Is there a third way?"
Mu Zhixing said with a bitter face.
"What I am best at is not doing these chores. I am good at finding out information. Otherwise, how about I still help you find out information?"
Mu Zhixing said.
"No need."
Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Someone is already trying to find out the information."
"You choose one of these two, otherwise, you leave here and make a living on your own."
Zhou Shu waved his hand impatiently and said.
"Then I'm really leaving."
Mu Zhixing stood up and said.
Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that he would please.
"He's gone."
Mu Zhixing turned back three times in one step and said.
"If you want to leave, leave quickly! You are not like a man if you are grinding!"
Zhou Shu scolded.
"I——"
Mu Zhixing had already walked to the door, but in the end he still didn't take the last step, so he said helplessly.
"Okay, you win!"
Mu Zhixing said fiercely, "You're too cruel, I'll choose the first option!"
"I continue to look for the bones of the first generation Pangu!"
After Mu Zhixing finished speaking, he walked out with a grin on his face.
After he left, a figure emerged from behind Zhou Shu. It was Liu Ruochuan, Marshal of the Ancient Tianting Canopy.
"What do you see?"
Zhou Shu didn't look back and asked.
"He deliberately wants to stay by your side."
Liu Ruochuan opened his mouth and said.
"No need to talk nonsense."
Zhou Shu said.
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This is something that can be seen at a glance.
"Others can't be seen."
Liu Ruochuan shook his head and said, "I have known about his existence for many years. I had seen him when Gu Tianting was still there."
"If he is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian, it doesn't seem like it."
Liu Ruochuan muttered.
"And according to what you said, he learned the Self-Transformation Method from you. From this point of view, it is unlikely that he is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian."
Liu Ruochuan said thoughtfully.
"What if he did it on purpose?"
Zhou Shu said noncommittally.
"His form of freedom is so mysterious and unparalleled that even I can't say that I have practiced it to the highest level. Yang Zhitian's level is definitely higher than mine, and I may not be able to see through his incarnation."
Zhou Shu said.
He has always been absolutely certain that Yang Zhitian is not a person who takes care of himself as the clay sculpture said.
If Yang Zhitian just wanted to quietly study the method of transcendence, there was no need for Tiandi and others to target him like this.
After all, if Yang Zhitian just studied alone, he wouldn't have any impact on Tianming.
He became the master of the Tiangong Pavilion, entered the ancestral land to establish the Heavenly Palace, and laid out countless back-ups.
This kind of thing is not like something done by a person who is willing to be lonely.
The most important thing is that Yang Zhitian is sacred. He may be the earliest person to exist at the beginning of the creation of the world. He can live for one hundred thousand years. If Mu Zhixing is really his biological brother, it is impossible for him to live for one hundred thousand years.
!
Judging from all these signs, Mu Zhixing cannot be Yang Zhitian's biological brother.
But Yang Zhitian took great care of Mu Zhixing. Even Liu Ruochuan and Qi Tian regarded Mu Zhixing as Yang Zhitian's biological brother.
If there is no problem here, Zhou Shu will never believe it.
That’s why we had this trial just now.
He specially called Liu Ruochuan here because he wanted Liu Ruochuan to help him take a look at whether there was anything wrong with Mu Zhixing.
"Holy beings live as long as heaven and earth. Judging from the time, Yang Zhitian must have been at least eighty or ninety thousand years old when he entered the ancestral land, and Mu Zhixing was certainly not that old."
Liu Ruochuan muttered, "So Mu Zhixing cannot be his biological brother."
"With Yang Zhitian's identity, there is no need to deliberately create a younger brother to show off. He was the absolute supreme in the ancestral land, and he does not need to act for anyone to see."
"You mean, Mu Zhixing's identity is extraordinary, so Yang Zhitian would treat him like this?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"Nine times out of ten."
Liu Ruochuan nodded and said, "Based on my understanding of Yang Zhitian, he would not do this unless this is the case."
"He rarely does anything useless."
Liu Ruochuan added.
Zhou Shu nodded, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Yang Zhitian is indeed good enough for Mu Zhixing.
Even after entering the big world, he sent Golden Mask Man No. 1 to continuously deliver messages to Mu Zhixing.
But if Mu Zhixing is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian, Yang Zhitian doesn’t seem to have to be like this.
The only explanation is that Mu Zhixing has another identity.
"Yang Zhitian's biggest obsession is detachment."
Zhou Shu pondered, "What if Mu Zhi Xing is related to detachment?"
"Isn't this impossible?"
Liu Ruochuan shook his head and said, "Mu Zhixing's strength is very average. Up to now, he is not even a Heavenly Lord..."
“Seeing is not necessarily believing.”
Zhou Shu shook his head and said.
The two looked at each other for a long time, neither of them able to think of a real possibility.
But what is certain now is that Mu Zhixing is definitely not Yang Zhitian’s biological brother, and there must be something wrong with his identity.
Moreover, he followed Zhou Shu shamelessly, refusing to leave, and he didn’t know what his purpose was.
"Liu Ruochuan."
Zhou Shu pondered and said, "Just work hard and follow Mu Zhixing quietly during these days to see what his plans are."
"Remember, safety must be the top priority."
Zhou Shu added.
Although it seems that Mu Zhixing's cultivation level is not even that of Tianzun, Zhou Shu knows that Mu Zhixing may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.
"Okay."
Liu Ruochuan did not refuse and nodded.
After saying that, his figure gradually disappeared into the air, and finally disappeared.
After Liu Ruochuan disappeared, Zhou Shu sat quietly, thinking for a long time, and finally sighed, turned around and started to retreat again.
There was no sun or moon in seclusion, and when Zhou Shu came out again, it was already a year later.
When he appeared in front of everyone with a pale face and sunken cheeks, everyone was really shocked.
They almost didn't recognize it was Zhou Shu.
Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian all held Zhou Shu's hand with some distress.
"Your Majesty, you——"
Mi Ziwen also looked worried.
Since he met this second brother, he has never seen him like this.
He didn't know how much pressure the second brother had to endure to become like this in just one year.
"Second brother, now that all the people from the ancestral land have moved here, we are all well-equipped. Even if there are enemies, we dare to fight to the death. You really don't have to do this..."
Mi Ziwen couldn't help but said.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Meng Bai said in a deep voice, "Those holy and false gods are certainly powerful, but our ancestral human race has never been afraid of death. Your lord, we are not afraid of a battle. You don't have to bear all the pressure yourself. Although we are not as powerful as
Your Majesty, but we are comrades-in-arms and we can share the burden together."
"It's okay."
Zhou Shu shook his head, "It's not what you think."
"I was just thinking about the art of forging weapons. I didn't take those sacred and false gods too seriously."
Although he said this, no one believed it.
They know Zhou Shu's art of forging weapons, and he is the strongest existence in this big world.
Otherwise, could he become the master of Tiangong Pavilion?
Is it possible for ordinary people to be the master of Tiangong Pavilion?
If it was a problem with the art of forging weapons, could Zhou Shu be like this?
Besides, what problems could stump Zhou Shu in the art of forging weapons?
Looking at everyone's expressions, Zhou Shu knew that it was useless to explain to them.
"Has anything big happened recently?"
Zhou Shu changed the subject and asked.
"There is one thing."
Mi Ziwen said.
"This year, wars between false gods continued, and even the generals were seriously injured."
"He also brought back a seriously injured false god, saying that it might be of great use to you, Your Highness."
Mi Zi Wen Zhengse said.
"Oh? Zhan is also injured?"
Zhou Shu remembered that the Emperor of Heaven had ordered new false gods to replace the old false gods. The so-called new false gods were the false gods who had received the invitation to the spiritual fruit banquet, and Zhan was included in the old false gods.
God's procession.
In this case, he is naturally the target of elimination.
But Zhou Shu didn't expect that with Zhan's strength, he would be seriously injured.
"Where is he now?"
Zhou Shu asked.
"He is recovering from his injuries."
Mi Ziwen said, "Deputy Pavilion Master Cui Lin has sent many Heavenly Lords to protect our territory, and with Master Qitian here, those false gods dare not offend our territory."
"General Zhan and the others are here, and those false gods dare not continue to pursue them."
"I'll go see him first, and we'll talk about other things later."
After Zhou Shu finished speaking, he asked Mi Ziwen to take him to the place where he was recovering from his injuries.
When he saw Zhan, Zhou Shu also had a moment of confusion.
Destiny, it seems, has really changed.
In the future that Zhou Shu saw in that stone tablet, he himself was sealed and transformed into a useless person. All the people in his ancestral land were killed and injured, and he became the lackey of the Emperor of Heaven...
Now, the feast of spiritual fruits has been over for a long time, he has not become a useless person, and the human race of the ancestral land is still there.
Zhan, not only did not become the lackey of the Emperor of Heaven, but he became the mainstay and the face of the human race in the ancestral land.
"Your Majesty!"
Seeing Zhou Shu arriving, Zhan struggled to get up.
Zhou Shu quickly held his shoulders and pushed him back down.
Zhan is already a false god and a strong one among the false gods, but now he is injured to the point of being bedridden, which shows how seriously injured he is.
"Recuperate with peace of mind, I have everything under my control."
Zhou Shu said.
A look of relief appeared on Zhan's face and he said, "Your Majesty, I brought the false god Jintong back. He said he has important secrets to tell you."
"The false god Jin Tong? He has a secret to tell me?"
Zhou Shu was a little surprised. He was originally curious about who the false god was who was rescued from the battle. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the false god Jin Tong.
The false god Jintong should actually be enemies rather than friends with them.
The previous head of the Tiangong Pavilion died under the plot of the false god Jin Tong.
Moreover, the false god Jintong forged evil weapons, and the evil god had already entered his body, completely losing his mind.
What secrets can he tell himself?
Speaking of which, it seems that he and the pseudo-god Jintong have not fought each other a few times.
"He was attacked by the false gods and was seriously injured to death, but it was a blessing in disguise that he regained his sanity."
Zhan knew what Zhou Shu was wondering about, so he explained, "I happened to pass by and rescued him. His injuries were very serious and he could not recover, but he kept holding on just to see you, the prince." p>
Zhan said with some emotion.
He had fought against the false god Jintong more than once. When he got the first spiritual fruit, the false god Jintong chased him for several months.
If he hadn't swallowed the spiritual fruit and become a false god, he would have died in the hands of the false god Jin Tong.
Who would have thought that one day, the false god Jintong would fall to this point and would need to fight to save him.
"In that case, I will go see him and see what he has to say."
Zhou Shu nodded and said.
The false god Jintong was placed next to Zhan, and he indeed had his last breath left.
Perhaps because of the use of evil weapons, the false god Jintong is now as thin as a skeleton.
If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving, Zhou Shu would have thought of him as a dead person.
"Pseudo God Jintong, I heard you want to see me?"
Zhou Shu also felt a little emotional in his heart. Although he was hostile, he was also a little touched when he saw the false god Jin Tong fall into the current situation.
The false god opened his eyes loudly, and a brilliant light shot out from his eyes.
"Yes, I want to see you!"
The pseudo-god Jintong didn't know where he got the strength, so he suddenly sat up and stared at Zhou Shu.
"I don't seem to be familiar with you. I don't know what you want to see me for."
Zhou Shu looked at the false god Jin Tong and said, "If you want me to help you avenge you, then I'm sorry, I can't help you."
Not to mention whether Zhou Shu has that strength, even if he does, he is not related to the false god Jin Tong, so why should he help him avenge him?
"No need."
The false god Jintong shook his head and said, "My skills are inferior to those of others. If I die, I will die. There is no need for revenge. I can kill others, and others can naturally kill me. If I die, I will die. I, Jintong, will not lose anything in my life."
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Zhou Shu looked at the pseudo-god Jintong with some surprise. He did not expect that the pseudo-god Jintong would have such magnanimity.
Sure enough, anyone who can become a false god is not an ordinary person.
"Then why do you want to see me?"
Zhou Shu said seriously.
"I killed the previous head of Tiangong Pavilion."
The false god Jintong said.
Zhou Shu's expression was calm and he said calmly, "What happens next?"
"The reason why I was able to kill the previous Tiangong Pavilion Master was because someone helped me."
The pseudo-god Jintong continued, as if he had returned to his original glory, sitting cross-legged and speaking more and more energetically.
"I can forge evil weapons, and someone also gave me the method of forging weapons."
"Oh? Isn't it the weapon-making method you got from the previous master of my Tiangong Pavilion?"
Zhou Shu said doubtfully.
"No."
The pseudo-god Jintong shook his head and said, "I suspect that the person who wants the previous master of Tiangong Pavilion to die is trying to cover up some secret."
"The previous master of Tiangong Pavilion discovered a certain secret, so someone borrowed my help to kill him and silence him."
The false god Jintong Zhengse Dao.
"It was only when I was about to die that I figured out this truth. I am a hypocritical god and I am willing to admit defeat, but I don't want to be used by others, so I want to make this matter clear to you."
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False God Jintong continued, a strange blush flashed across his face.
Zhou Shu knew that the life of the false god Jintong was coming to an end.
He held on for a breath until he arrived, but now he was at the end of his efforts.
In fact, the false god Jintong was already dead long ago.
In his current situation, no matter who comes, there is nothing he can do to save him.
"Who is that person?"
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.
"I don't know his name. When he appeared in front of me, he was wearing a mask."
False God Jintong said, "But he probably wouldn't have thought that I have an innate ability, which is to draw people based on their bones."
"When I was young, before I entered martial arts, I used to make a living by painting. I could draw a person's appearance based on his bones."
The false god Jintong showed a look of memory on his face, "I can even draw his face just by looking at his back."
"Do you still have this ability?"
Zhou Shu said in surprise.
"This is not a magical power, it is a talent."
The false god Jintong said proudly, "Except for myself, in the past hundred thousand years, I have never seen another person with such ability."
"Amazing!"
Zhou Shu gave a thumbs up and said sincerely.
After being praised by the current Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion, who is said to be able to toughen the sacred, a smile appeared on the face of the false god Jin Tong.
"Although that man wore a mask, his face could be covered, but his body frame was not covered, so I drew his appearance accordingly."
The false god Jintong flipped his wrist, and a scroll appeared on his hand.
"This is what I drew, his appearance."
Before he finished speaking, the aura on False God Jintong's body fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His face turned gray.
"I have experienced everything in my life. Only now do I realize that my happiest time was when I was selling paintings on the street."
The false god Jintong laughed three times, and then lost his breath completely.
A generation of false gods has fallen.
Zhou Shu took the scroll from the hand of the false god Jintong, and then saw the figure of the false god Jintong, turning into fly ash and completely dissipating in the air, leaving not even a trace.
"Jintong, go all the way."
Zhou Shu murmured.
Although they were once enemies, the pseudo-god Jintong is also a respectable opponent.
"Is this the real murderer who killed the previous master of Tiangong Pavilion?"
Zhou Shu murmured to himself.
He slowly opened the scroll, and the hole suddenly shrank.
"How is that possible?!"
Zhou Shu couldn't help showing a look of shock on his face.
There was a face painted on the scroll, a face that he was extremely familiar with.
"Mu Zhixing!"
Zhou Shu spit out three words between his teeth.
Calculated based on time, when the previous master of Tiangong Pavilion died, Mu Zhixing should still be in his ancestral land and not come to this big world.
How could it be that he bewitched the pseudo-god Jintong and helped him kill the incoming head of the Tiangong Pavilion?
Unless——
A thought flashed through Zhou Shu's mind.
Unless someone is pretending to be Mu Zhixing!
But this is unlikely.
When that man saw the false god Jintong, he had always been wearing a mask. He would never have imagined that the false god Jintong had the ability to draw an appearance based on his body shape.
So there is no need for him to change his appearance.
If someone is not pretending to be someone, it means that Mu Zhixing has actually always had the ability to travel between his ancestral land and the big world.
The time he came to the big world with Zhou Shu was not Mu Zhixing's first time at all.
Traveling between the ancestral land and the big world requires extremely high levels of cultivation, which even ordinary deities may not be able to achieve.
"Not good!"
Zhou Shu's heart sank.
If the person who bewitched the false god Jin Tong is really Mu Zhixing, then Mu Zhixing is hiding his cultivation.
How high is his strength?
Wouldn't it be dangerous for Liu Ruochuan to follow him?
"Liu Ruochuan is sacred. Even if Mu Zhixing hides his cultivation, he is still sacred at best."
Zhou Shu said to himself, "Even if Liu Ruochuan cannot defeat him, there should be no problem in saving his life."
Zhou Shu could only comfort himself like this.
He even regrets letting Liu Ruochuan follow Mu Zhixing now.
Although he was a little suspicious of Mu Zhixing, in fact, he still did not regard Mu Zhixing as a threat after all.
After all, Mu Zhixing has been with him for so many years, and there is still some friendship between the two.
How could he have imagined that Mu Zhixing would be hidden so deeply!
"Liu Ruochuan, Liu Ruochuan, you are also an old fox, you are not so easy to capsize in the gutter."
Zhou Shu sighed and said.
"When the new head of Tiangong Pavilion was appointed, what secret did he discover that made Mu Zhixing kill people and silence them?"
Zhou Shu frowned and thought.
Two people who had nothing to do with each other originally had a strange connection.
"Yang Zhitian is the appointed master of Tiangong Pavilion. Is there any secret here?"
Zhou Shu was puzzled.
He once read through all the classics in Tiangong Pavilion and found no secrets.
What did you find when you took over as Pavilion Chief?
It is conceivable that what makes Mu Zhixing not hesitate to silence must be a big secret.
"It's a pity that he died so completely that he didn't leave any clues."
Zhou Shu sighed and said to himself.
"Wrong!"
Zhou Shu suddenly said, "The closest confidant of the previous Pavilion Master is Cui Lin. Before he left that year, he should have told Cui Lin something."
"If you know why he left back then, you might be able to know what secret he discovered."
"But, does it have anything to do with me?"
Thinking of this, Zhou Shu smiled bitterly and shook his head.
So what if we know what secrets the previous master of Tiangong Pavilion discovered?
He was not related to the previous head of Tiangong Pavilion, so he had no intention of avenging him.
As for Mu Zhixing hiding something, that is another matter.
Generally speaking, the appointment of the head of Tiangong Pavilion has nothing to do with him.
The false god Jintong held his breath and told him this secret, but he was probably wrong.
He is not the direct disciple of the previous Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion. All this is just a misunderstanding.
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Although I say this, people are curious.
Zhou Shu is also inevitable.
Reason told him not to meddle in other people's business. The most important thing for him now was to find a way to deal with the Emperor of Heaven and the others.
But he still couldn't help but think about it.
Back in front of Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian, Zhou Shu was still thinking about this matter.
"Prince——"
Mi Ziwen's call brought Zhou Shu back to his senses.
"Brother, is something wrong?"
Zhou Shu looked at Mi Ziwen and asked.
"Your Majesty, you summoned us here and said you had something to give us."
Mi Ziwen was a little stunned and looked at Zhou Shu worriedly. There was something really wrong with Zhou Shu's state.
"Oh!"
Zhou Shu also realized that it was indeed him who called the person over.
"I'm calling everyone here because I've recently had some insights and made a few magic weapons, and I want everyone to try them."
Zhou Shu retracted his thoughts, temporarily put aside the matter of taking up the post of master of Tiangong Pavilion, and spoke.
"Oh?"
When Zhou Shu said this, everyone became interested.
Zhou Shu's weapon-casting skills are already the best in the world. No one in the whole world dares to say that his weapon-casting skills are better than those of the master of Tiangong Pavilion.
Zhou Shu said so preciously and seriously, what kind of powerful magic weapons could these magic weapons be?
Everyone is looking forward to it.
At this moment, Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and saw three clay figures appearing in front of everyone.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other.
There is something really wrong with the prince's state.
Didn’t he say let us try the magic weapon?
How to throw out three clay figures?
"Zhou Shu, did you get the wrong one?"
It was Yin Wuyou who spoke in a low voice.
"That's right."
Zhou Shu shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "This is what I call the magic weapon."
"This is the magic weapon?"
Meng Bai stepped forward and touched the three clay figures.
They look like clay sculptures from a distance, but up close——
It is indeed a clay sculpture!
They are as if they were kneaded from loess and then fired at high temperatures.
To be precise, these are three pottery figurines!
"That's right."
Zhou Shu nodded and said, "Don't you believe it?"
"Who will give it a try?"
Zhou Shu looked at everyone and asked.
"I'll do it."
Meng Bai took the lead and said.
"General, attack them."
Zhou Shu nodded and said with a smile.
"Attack?"
Meng Bai hesitated for a moment, but he also felt that Zhou Shu could not be fooling around.
Even if it is just messing around, what does it matter if you accompany him to mess around once?
Thinking of this, Meng Bai no longer hesitated.
With a flick of his wrist, a long sword appeared in his hand.
"Boom——"
Meng Bai struck the pottery figurine with his sword.
Then everyone saw a shocking scene.
The three pottery figurines turned into fragments all over the ground with a bang under Meng Bai's sword.
How can a mere pottery figurine withstand the power of Meng Bai’s sword?
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't bear to see Zhou Shu's expression after his car rolled over.
By the way, since Zhou Shu started to forge soldiers, he seems to have never failed. This time——
We just pretended not to see it?
"Pa bang——"
Everyone was thinking about it, and then they heard someone clapping.
When they looked up, they saw Zhou Shu smiling and clapping his hands.