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Chapter 292 The Origin of the World in the Painting

"What the hell?"

Lu Zheng was shocked, why is this God King so powerful? Is it completely inconsistent with his previous performance?

What the hell?

Lu Zheng was ready to give up on his spiritual thoughts in the world of painted walls. After all, facing an old monster with at least a thousand years of experience, Lu Zheng said that he had no choice.

Turn off the computer! Unplug the power!

There is a gas leak at home, run away quickly!

But of course Lu Zheng would not be so willing to die. He would at least try to grab his phone and run together, such as taking Mrs. Du and her daughter out, so the energy in his body stirred and he shouted softly, "Open!"

You have to struggle no matter what, right?

Then……

With a light touch on his body, Lu Zheng broke free from the restraints on his body.

"Um?"

Lu Zheng suddenly discovered that the strength he showed seemed to be much stronger than his real strength?

With a flash of his eyes, Lu Zheng stood in front of Mrs. Du and his daughter, and then made a fingerprint.

"Your Majesty's order, gather your energy and move the clouds, Ji!"

The white clouds that had just been blown away by the strong wind instantly gathered again and gathered in the sky, covering a radius of ten miles, covering the sky and the sun.

Lu Zheng:(′°Δ°`)

What's going on?

Lu Zheng looked at the God King whose expression had changed again, and then raised his hand and said, "His Majesty's order, Feiyun destroys the evil, Ji!"

Lu Zheng has never used such a powerful Feiyun evil-breaking technique!

"Let me go!"

The God King roared angrily, grabbed it with both hands, and stars flashed behind him, then grabbed the cloud energy in his hand, then shook his body, and used the star energy to destroy Feiyun's evil spell.

The aura strength displayed by the God King is enough to compete with the zombies of the previous dynasty who invaded Jiming Temple, and he has a thousand years of Taoism.

But Lu Zheng felt that the strength he unleashed was not weak at all.

This is just a wisp of spiritual thoughts that I threw into the world of painted walls, and it does not attach to my whole body's true energy.

"The Supreme Emperor's order, Zhenyun's spell, Ji!"

The clouds gathered again and surrounded the sky square, covering everyone in the square.

"Disperse!"

"drive!"

"break!"

Sounds of scolding came, and everyone took action one after another. Although their cultivation seemed to be strong, the spells they cast were, in Lu Zheng's opinion, just small spells that were not even as good as exorcism spells.

This world is a magic amplifier?

Lu Zheng looked at the God King. At this time, the God King had grabbed the cloud energy around him, turned it into a giant white cloud palm with a radius of nearly two feet, and swatted it at Lu Zheng's head.

"Huh?"

Lu Zheng exclaimed slightly, remembering that there was a White Cloud Mahamudra in the "Xingyun Method". Originally, he didn't have the strength to use it, but maybe it could be done in this world?

As soon as his true energy turned around, Lu Zheng also stretched out his hand, and then the white cloud energy condensed in front of him, turning into a cloud hand about ten feet in size.

"Come on, come on! Touch it!"

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, and Lu Zheng's figure swayed. Baiyun's big handprint punched a hole in the palm of Baiyun's giant palm. Then it only shrunk slightly and continued to grab the god king.

Valley

"break!"

The God King took a deep breath, and then blew it suddenly. The next moment, a strong wind emerged, blowing away the big white cloud handprint, and then blew out black lines and rushed towards Lu Zheng.

"wind?"

Lu Zheng raised the corners of his mouth, and then made a seal in his hand.

"call--"

Endless gusts of wind rose out of thin air, bringing out wind blades as sharp as knives, heading towards the gusts summoned by the God King.

"Hulala-"

The divine wind blew away the violent wind, and then passed all the way past the God King.

"Ahhhh-"

After the strong wind passed, Lu Zheng saw the God King who had stretched out his hands to protect his head and face. His clothes had become tattered and he still had many wounds cut by the wind blades.

"hehe!"

"I really didn't expect it." Lu Zheng couldn't help but grin, "I thought you were a king, but I didn't expect you to be a silver at most!"

At this moment, several golden-armored divine generals and some silver-armored immortal soldiers outside the Tiangong swarmed into the square, charging towards Lu Zheng with guns and swords in hand.

"Western Wind-Calling Curse"!

The seal is completed! The wind rises! The troops are broken! The people disperse!

Wherever the divine wind passed, soldiers and armor were torn and a mess was created. Not only did the soldiers who rushed in were blown back, but even the gods-like people in the square were also affected. Their hair buns were scattered and their clothes were messy.

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"A pile of bronze!"

Lu Zheng complained and looked at the God King on the high platform, "Who are you?"

Just now the God King asked Lu Zheng, but Lu Zheng came back and asked the God King.

"I...I..."

The God King took a few breaths, then looked at Lu Zheng's amused eyes, and had to stand up and leave the table. He bowed to Lu Zheng and said, "Yu Gensheng, the God King of the world in the painting, has met Mr."

"The world in the painting..." Lu Zheng looked at the normal expressions of the people around him, and couldn't help but move in his heart. He looked at the God King, "Have they all fallen under your spiritual spell?"

The God King waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, everyone is voluntary."

"Huh?" Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

The God King licked his lips, "Uh... I used some tricks..."

Then, without waiting for Lu Zheng to ask questions, God King Yu Gensheng explained the details of this painted world.



This temple itself was built by a side sect practitioner. The statue enshrined in the temple is said to be a mountain god to the outside world, but in fact it is himself.

And his purpose is to build a world in the painting using the power of incense generated by the people nearby praying.

The world in this painting has a radius of more than a hundred miles, just like a paradise in heaven, and the speed of time is ten times that of the outside world. A hundred years have passed in the outside world, and you can enjoy a thousand years in the world in the painting.

It’s equivalent to living ten times longer!

According to the practitioner's idea, when the world in the painting takes shape, he will bring some unaffected believers into the world of painting to enjoy the blessings, and then communicate with the temple gods and continue to let the surrounding people offer incense and bless the world in the painting.

But when the world in the painting was taking shape and the practitioner was about to implement his plan, the Zhenyi Division suddenly came to visit.

Fornication of evil gods has always been a serious crime in Da Jing Dynasty, so the Zhenyi Department did not give the cultivator a chance to speak, and directly killed him, destroyed the temple, and completely abandoned it.

However, at that time, the world in the painting had already taken shape and its atmosphere was restrained. The people from Zhenyi Division did not notice anything unusual about the painting, so they left after killing the culprit and destroying the temple.

As the only disciple of that side sect practitioner, Yu Gensheng happened to stay in the town that night and happened to escape the disaster.

Yu Gensheng, who knew that his strength was limited and did not dare to run around or rebuild the temple, gathered the villagers in the mountains and fields who still believed in his master, and then took them into the world of the painting, proclaiming himself the God King, and others.

Either as soldiers or generals, or as immortal officials, or as goddesses, they hold up the world in this painting.

Then, after more than ten years in the outside world, more than a hundred years have passed in the world in the painting. The villagers in the mountains and fields at that time also gradually learned to read, play chess, drums and dance, and gained a touch of fairy style.


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