Looking at Yi Chun who suddenly stopped, the young man next to him stopped.
"An old friend asked his descendants to hand over a suicide note and asked me to take care of it."
Yi Chun calmed down, looked at the incarnation of the True Lord next to him and said this.
"I have also heard of the true king's reputation for generosity and compassion."
The true king smiled when he heard this.
Although the True King is a rare being in the Taoist sect who has a holy body, he is handsome in appearance and elegant and quiet in his behavior.
With his floating appearance, he could not see the slightest bit of the extraordinary force that could compete with the Great Sage in the Huaguo Mountain.
Of course, it may be because of the incarnation of human nature.
Compared with the majestic and majestic image recorded in the book, it is a bit more narrow-minded and undisciplined.
Of course, a certain orange cat did not admit it. This was just an anecdote that he often used people's looks to make fools of...
All gone, a certain orange cat shook its tail noncommittally.
If the Tao is different, there is nothing to say.
In contrast, Yi Chun and Zhenjun were quite happy in their conversation.
Zhenjun explained the orthodox Taoist path to Yi Chun in great detail.
All these things finally gave Yi Chun a fairly complete understanding of his hometown's extraordinary system.
When I was at the Taoist temple, of course I also sat in on some of them.
But at that time, more emphasis was placed on magical powers and mysteries, so how could one devote oneself to learning those boring and "miscellaneous and useless" knowledge?
At this moment, Yi Chun had a thought in his mind.
Under Zhenjun's gaze, Yi Chun transformed into a sparrow.
Noticing the True Lord's gaze, the sparrow fluttered its wings but did not fly away.
Just squatting on the fence along the river, chirping.
Zhenjun:......
He was a free-spirited person, and he immediately understood what Yi Chun meant.
It's just that in such a situation, countless immortals, Buddhas, and gods from foreign lands are paying close attention to it secretly.
Therefore, I'm afraid there's something wrong with such nonsense.
Without Yang Jian's prestige, his reputation as a master would be unharmonious.
What's more, the monkey head was unlucky and died.
He is also a small-hearted gangster, but he is too lazy to provoke him again.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhenjun raised his head and looked at the red sun above his head:
"There are many things going on at this time, so please forgive me for not being able to accompany you more."
"When I have time in the future, I can discuss Taoism with you."
Then he bowed his hands towards Yi Chun, resigned and left.
"twitter."
The sparrow that changed in spring responded angrily.
I happened to see an ant passing by below, so I happily pecked at the ant.
Yi Chun naturally knew that there were very few people like him who could sit on multiple planes and still be so pure.
After all, he never cares about the specific matters of these planes.
As long as the general direction of those planes was correct, Yi Chun would let them go.
As for Anold, who is closer to him - with hundreds of millions of greenskins around, even a super-large evil force like the Burning Legion cannot cause much trouble in a short period of time.
What's more, Arnold was right on his neck, right under his eyes.
Because of this, Yi Chun can manage his time quite leisurely.
As for which pantheon or family to join?
After Zhenjun left, Yi Chun once again transformed into an orange cat and strolled leisurely by the river, wagging his tail noncommittally.
Probably, if you really want to have this idea.
He should have made a choice a long time ago.
What joy can there be in being driven by others?
Even a true king with a strong sense of responsibility has never been completely controlled by his superiors.
Of course, then again.
Why is Zhenjun interfering with Zongwang's Era activities if you have nothing to do?
Yi Chun was a little confused.
After all, it is unlikely that such a large-scale event involving faith and civilization would not be aware of the actual holder of his plane.
But soon, Yi Chun shook his head.
He was too lazy to waste his divine consciousness on this aspect.
Just like anything that puts too much attention into the ravages of people's hearts, over time, it is inevitable that the mind will be hurt.
The wisdom and calculations in the extraordinary world require a large amount of non-material resources.
With this skill, there are many things to do...
But then again, Nasha Qiuya actually got married on Earth and gave birth to a child.
This was something Yi Chun didn't expect.
After all, that was the unruly female mage who couldn't even catch the void life...
Moreover, why is her grandson here?
Compared to those weird and confusing things in the God's Domain, Yi Chun is more concerned about this...
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Under the world tree
Ning Yi stood there in confusion.
There was a vast expanse of deep void all around, and there was no place for him to walk under his feet.
And at the far end of his sight, there was a huge shadow that was beyond the limits of his understanding...
The sea of stars is vast and filled with human beings' romantic imagination of the endless universe.
The huge shadow in front of him made Ning Yi feel his infinite insignificance to various extents.
It is impossible to see the end, but you can glimpse the greatness!
This becomes even more true when the other party tries to communicate with you.
Ning Yi felt like he was like a small ant, while the other person was like a tall giant.
It works very hard to stay close to the ground and lowers its sound.
But the "voice" used by the other party to convey information still made him feel extremely depressed and palpitation-like fear!
Is this what grandma asked me to deliver the letter to?
Ning Yi didn't dare to move.
I was afraid that if I lost my footing, I would fall into the endless void with no end in sight.
However, he forgot that he was standing in the void.
Endless doubts filled Ning Yi's mind.
who I am?
Who is my grandma?
Where is this place?
How did I get here?
How do I go back?
When did I hold a letter in my hand?
Where's the cat?
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As time passed little by little, Ning Yi saw a little light.
Then, very suddenly, an old human man with white beard and white hair appeared in front of him!
For a moment, Ning Yi's eyes became moist.
In such a ghost place, no matter how vicious the human beings are, they are enough to make him feel relieved.
"Nasha Qiuya's grandson?"
"It doesn't look very clever..."
The old man twirled his beard and looked at Ning Yidao.
Nasha-Qiuya?
who?
My grandma?
The other party spoke Chinese with a clear accent, and Ning Yi could naturally understand it.
However, the meaning behind the other party's words made Ning Yi even more confused.
Because, his grandmother's name is Ning Qiuya.
not to mention?
Who dares to be clever in such a ghost place!
Although his mind was filled with endless distracting thoughts, some kind of family arts skills still made Ning Yi think with disdain.
"Nasha-Qiuya is the name your grandma used when she was walking in the multiverse. It seems that she has really given up."
The old man smiled, looked at Ninge and said.
Then, the old man looked at the letter Ning Ge was holding tightly in his hand.
"I know what she means..."
The old man suddenly said sadly.
Another old friend chooses how to write his life, and his past seems to be becoming an image in his endless divine consciousness as time goes by.
It's just an image...
"Although it is her own decision, I am always reluctant."
The old man said as he handed the huge flat peach he got from somewhere to Ning Ge.
"Go ahead."
The next moment, Ning Ge finally saw the tail of the cat he had longed for...
The tail as huge as the sky smashed him directly through endless time and space...
The next moment, he found himself back in his room in a daze.
The computer in front still displays the game interface where a fierce battle is taking place.
But in the opened box, the letter was missing.
"In the past, when He rarely meddle in such nosy matters, it seems that He has indeed changed a lot."
At this time, Ning Ge suddenly heard grandma's voice.
He turned around, and grandma's familiar face suddenly became unfamiliar at this moment.
"grandmother?"
Ning Ge shouted to his grandma with some uncertainty.
"Let's play the game and drink the drink. Didn't you say that the drink won't taste good if it's not iced?"
Grandma took the peach from his hand and left.
Ning Ge sat in front of the computer in a daze, then picked up a cold drink.
After one sip, I felt a little unsatisfied.
When I looked again, there was no drink in my hand, only a moist peach stone...