The biting cold wind, mixed with the wind and snow in the sky, howled and swept past.
The freezing cold outside the customs made Lu Chi, who had come from afar, sneeze violently. Only then did he have time to stretch out his hands and tighten the collar of the tight black cloak.
"This damn weather actually makes me, a half-saint, feel cold?"
In the face of this coldness, he felt that he had no strength at all and was not much stronger than an ordinary person. On the contrary, the thick black cloak on his body seemed to keep him warmer.
And at the same time.
The imaginary Taoist nun sitting on his shoulder had a pair of long, crystal-white legs still exposed to the air. She raised her slender feet, and her beautiful slender feet drew a graceful curve from time to time, passing in front of Lu Chi's eyes.
The cardamom-colored nails on her slender feet are particularly eye-catching.
Fair skin, perfect arches, and even faint blue veins can be seen.
Crystal clear and exquisite, like a piece of flawless white jade, people can't help but want to play with it.
"So what if I'm a half-saint?"
She ignored Lu Chi's occasionally lingering gaze, and said calmly, "This wind and snow are transformed by the power of the twelfth yin, and represent the power of the moon, one of the four powers of heaven and earth!"
"It would be weird if you couldn't feel the cold!"
After a pause, her gaze passed through the thick snow curtain and seemed to be looking straight at the sky.
"What's more...according to the calculation results of a certain fate expert back then, a dynasty might be born here, with the virtue of water as its esteem, the power of the moon as its crown, and enjoying a temporary destiny!"
"Being both the virtue of water and the power of moon, the wind and snow here will naturally be stronger than in the pass!"
The beautiful Taoist nun has a faint voice.
"Shui De Dynasty?"
Lu Chi frowned when he heard this, "You mean...the so-called Shaman Qing Dynasty?"
Although the reputation of Shaman Qing Dynasty was not obvious in the past, with the migration of people from the ancient realm of Fangshan, Yang Fan, the director of Xichang Factory, submitted the "Fangshan Classics" with the intention of leaving Youzhou. Shaman Qing Dynasty finally
Gradually he entered everyone's sight.
Only then did people discover that the tribe that used to live by water and grass had unknowingly established its own multi-tribal alliance, made shamanism its state religion, called itself the Qing Dynasty, and named its capital Shengjing!
There are more than millions of people who control strings under his command, and they are in harmony with the Mongolian kings who have retreated to the far north.
It has become a certain climate invisibly!
"Maybe! If it can completely establish a dynasty and be stable and unbreakable, then this is it."
The beautiful Taoist nun looked calm and said in a nonchalant tone, "If he can't, it means that he is just a pioneer for the king and clears the way for the true emperor!"
Lu Chi was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "So, the Ming Dynasty is really going to end?"
"Not really."
The beautiful Taoist nun seemed to have sensed some of Lu Chi's complex emotions, and said calmly, "From ancient times to the present, there have been many dynasties that relied on usurping the national destiny of the new dynasty that was supposed to be born."
"If Ming Dynasty can seize the opportunity, it may not be impossible for him to renew his destiny!"
"That's right! The dynasty will be revived and the destiny will be inherited! If the past dynasties could do it, then I, the Ming Dynasty, can do it too!"
After hearing this, Lu Chi's spirit perked up slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "This world belongs to our Han family after all. How can we let those long braids of Shamans and Qing Dynasties take over?"
The beautiful Taoist nun glanced at him, but did not answer. Instead, she said, "Well, the main reason for coming to Guanwai this time is to find the rest of my body. The rest has nothing to do with us!"
"When I recover, I will certainly benefit from you!"
"What's the benefit?"
When Lu Chi heard this, his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"Would you like me to stay with you for one night?"
The beautiful Taoist nun gave Lu Chi a nice wink.
However, seeing Lu Chi showing a hint of emotion, she added playfully, "Of course, I'm afraid that I might accidentally turn over and crush you to death, which would be bad..."
Crushed to death?
When Lu Chi thought of that scene, his heart that had just been so hot suddenly felt a little cold.
Only then did he realize again that the beautiful Taoist nun in front of him was, after all, a Taoist Xuanzun who lived in a high-rise building. If he wanted to become the master, he must at least achieve the first level of the disciples. .??.
"Sooner or later I'll push you!"
Lu Chi secretly said something and silently walked into the boundless wind and snow.
Shengjing City.
Yang Fan's golden body of Buddha sat cross-legged in the small temple and slowly closed his eyes.
The next moment, his real body, far outside Shengjing City, slowly stood up, looked at the Ma Jia clan in the distance, and smiled, "I am the best at killing people!"
"Um?"
As Yang Fan had thoughts of killing, the Ancestral God Mahaluo at the center of the Majia clan suddenly opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of panic.
"What's going on? Why am I so upset?"
Ancestral God Mahaluo's expression kept changing. He couldn't help but think of the death of Ancestral God Suochuoluo and his descendants last night. Could it be that the murderer was targeting him again?
He couldn't help but secretly regret it.
If he had known this, he would never have returned to the tribe, but would have continued to stay in Shengjing City!
"Must leave."
God Mahaluozu's thoughts changed rapidly, and he suddenly thought of something.
He pondered for a moment and then walked to the depths of the temple. There was a group of teenagers and young people here. The youngest was twelve or thirteen years old, and the oldest was only over twenty years old!
These are all members of the Ma Jia family’s generation with outstanding qualifications!
"I've seen the ancestor god!"
When these people saw Lord Mahalo approaching, they quickly knelt down on the ground.
However, Ancestral God Mahalo's eyes fell on a young man in the crowd. A divine pattern had been condensed on his forehead, which clearly made him a chosen warrior!
To reach this stage at the age of eighteen is an extremely talented person.
If a few more years pass, when he fully grows up, he may not have the chance to become the body that carries his divine power and officially become the titled Batulu!
It's a pity that now it has to be picked early.
Ancestor God Mahaluo said in a deep voice, "Muke, come with me!"
"Yes, Ancestor God."
Majamuk responded respectfully, and then left with Mahalo Ancestral God in the envious eyes of the teenagers.
Arriving at the main hall of the temple, the door slowly closed.
Ancestral God Mahaluo looked at Majamuk kneeling in front of him and said lightly, "I have seen your past efforts. This time I have something important to send you to do."
"Everything must be obeyed by the ancestors."
Majamuk suppressed the joy in his heart and kowtowed.
"As expected, he is my most promising descendant."
Ancestor God Mahalo slowly came to Majamuk and put his hand on his head.
At this time, Majamuk did not notice the indifference in the eyes of the ancestor god Mahalo. Instead, he was happy that all his efforts had fallen into the eyes of the ancestor god.
"I am indeed my ancestor's most beloved descendant!"
Suddenly, he felt a pain on the top of his head, and his brain instantly went blank. The second before his body fell to the ground, he realized that he had been poisoned by his ancestor god!
"Don't worry! I'll take your blood and inherit your cause and effect!"
Lord Mahalo looked at Majamuk who fell on the ground and sighed softly.
"I will support your wife and daughter!"
After the words fell, he slowly stretched out his arms, and his divine body shook slowly. The divine body, which was as solid as gold and iron, turned into countless water flows and melted into the corpse!