For the first time, the Book of Truth rejected Zheng Dong's request.
You will die! Invisible!
The Book of Truth conveyed such a message to Zheng Dong.
Will die?
Zheng Dong frowned, he just watched the death of the God of Truth, and he didn't go to the scene to watch, but just watched the scenes recorded in the Book of Truth. Will he die?
But the Book of Truth has recognized him as Lord and cannot deceive him.
Since it sent an invisible message, it was best for him not to seek death.
The mythical life was too far away from him. Even if the Book of Truth recorded the scene of the God of Truth's fall, it was not something Zheng Dong could watch.
His soul is too fragile to read the messages from the gods.
Although Zheng Dong gave up the idea of watching, he still refused to give up: "Even under your protection, can't I watch?"
Your soul is too fragile.
Another message was delivered from the Book of Truth.
Hearing this, Zheng Dong gave up completely. The Book of Truth would not harm him, otherwise with its power, it could completely control Zheng Dong when he was still a mortal.
I can't actually watch it.
Zheng Dong originally thought he was powerful enough, but now, he is not even qualified to watch the death of the God of Truth, even under the protection of the artifact.
Too exaggerated.
How powerful is the God of Truth, and how terrifying would it be to kill Him?
Although Zheng Dong is cheating on both sides of the earth, in the final analysis, second-level extraordinary and mythical life is far beyond what he can imagine now.
All of this is really far away from him.
Zheng Dong couldn't help but remember that when he created the fireball technique, it was judged to be extremely weak by the Book of Truth. He was still not convinced.
I was thinking to myself, is it considered strong to blow up the earth with one punch?
But now Zheng Dong feels that even punching the earth with one punch is not considered strong. At least he won't die while watching the scene of punching the earth with one punch through the screen.
Putting away the Book of Truth, Zheng Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
You can’t even look at it, it’s interesting.
Although he was very curious, he also understood what it means that if you don't do something, you won't die.
"Forget it, improving one's own strength is the way to go."
Inexplicably, Zheng Dong felt a sense of urgency in his heart. Although the God of Truth was dead, the existence that killed the God of Truth wouldn't one day come out and crush him to death, right?
Thinking about it, Zheng Dong laughed to himself.
Even if such a terrifying thing really exists, I'm afraid I'm not even dust to Him.
He can travel in the long river of time at will. To Him, the rise and fall of a civilization can be seen in the blink of an eye.
Who would care about an extraordinary person like Zheng Dong whose lifespan is only a hundred years?
This is as ridiculous as a beggar running up to the world's richest man and saying, "My future money will threaten your status as the richest man. No, it's even more ridiculous."
Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Zheng Dong started to get down to business.
...
Danxia Sect.
A Taoist wearing a purple robe rode on auspicious clouds and flew towards the main peak of Danxia Peak.
Boom--boom--boom--
When the true disciples return to the sect, on the main peak, a bronze bell inscribed with the sound of dragons and phoenixes ringing three times as a sign of etiquette.
The purple-robed Taoist lowered the auspicious clouds and landed in the Danxia Peak Taoist Hall.
Danxia Peak is rich in aura and surrounded by clouds and mist, just like a fairyland in the cave.
"Senior Brother Luo!"
"Senior Brother Luo!"
"..."
When the inner disciples on Danxia Peak saw the purple-robed Taoist, they all bent down and bowed their hands in salute. Only when the purple-robed Taoist passed by did they dare to raise their heads.
"Is that person just now Luo Shaocheng, one of the twenty true successors of Danxia Sect?"
The inner disciple who asked the question seemed to have just been promoted to an inner disciple and did not know much about these true messages.
Beside him, his companion introduced in a low voice: "Your news is behind. Our Danxia Sect now has twenty-one true successors."
"Twenty-one..." The inner disciple who asked the question seemed to remember something, patted his head and said with a smile, "I actually forgot about the one who returned to the peak."
His words were full of envy.
"According to the elders of the sect, the person from Xiaohuifeng is an alchemy genius that our Danxia Sect has rarely encountered in a thousand years. The sect leader attaches great importance to this abnormality."
Speaking of this, the senior brother who replied consoled him, "Junior brother, there is no need to belittle yourself. After ten years in Xiaohui Peak, you will be promoted to an inner disciple. In the entire sect, your qualifications are considered top-notch. Even if you cannot be promoted to true disciple in the future, you will definitely be
The leading figure of Danxia Sect."
When he heard his senior brother boasting, the inner disciple quickly said: "Senior brother, you are so complimentary."
After a few words of conversation, he turned the topic to the purple-robed Taoist who had just returned to the sect: "Senior Brother Luo returned to the sect in a hurry just now, and I don't know what happened."
After hearing this, the senior brother's eyes became a little complicated: "It's another competition for quotas that happens once in a century."
"Competition for quota?"
"yes."
Seeing that his senior brother didn't want to say more, although he was curious, he didn't dare to offend this senior brother.
The other side.
Luo Shaocheng walked up the steps of the main hall that reached into the sky step by step.
When he stood in front of the main hall, Luo Shaocheng cupped his hands and said: "Disciple Luo Shaocheng, return to the peak to report on your work."
Next to the palace, a Taoist boy moved over in small steps and whispered: "Senior Brother Luo, several true brothers have rushed back to the sect in the past few days. The sect leader said that they are all gone."
Hearing this, Luo Shaocheng frowned at first, then took out a spiritual bead from the storage ring and handed it over.
Third level spiritual material: red fire beads.
When the Taoist boy saw the spirit bead, his eyes shone, but he kept saying no: "Brother, this..."
"Take it."
Luo Shaocheng spoke in a gentle tone: "What are the true inheritances coming to the sect this time?"
The Taoist boy hesitated for a moment, took the spirit bead, and then handed him a jade slip. It seemed that he had been prepared for it.
"That's it, thank you very much."
Luo Shaocheng took the jade slip and said thank you.
"Senior brother, you're welcome."
Seeing that he could not meet the sect leader, Luo Shaocheng drove auspicious clouds and left Danxia Peak.
Seeing Luo Shaocheng fly away, the Taoist boy happily played with the spirit bead in his hand, and then reluctantly put it into the storage ring.