"You two, I'm just here to convey my goodwill, why do I need to go to this extent!"
Zhang Muyi's tone suddenly calmed down. If he was facing Jiayu alone, he could still care less.
If you can't beat it but want to leave, no one can keep it.
But when the wordless tablet on Ding Xiaoyi's hand appeared, the situation was different.
The rich aura of crape myrtle lingering on it was enough to suppress him. If he cooperated with Jiayu, who was watching eagerly from the side, he might really be stripped of his skin today.
Although he had vaguely heard that Ding Xiaoyi had an unclear relationship with the empress, he never expected that this boy even had such a thing.
You must know that this thing may seem inconspicuous, but when the empress released a part of Ziwei's energy, she was fighting for her vitality.
It will take a while to recover after the incident. If it weren't for true love, would you give a part of Ziwei's energy to this kid at this critical moment?
As Zhang Muyi said this, he cursed those guys in the divine court for their bad intentions.
Such important information was not disclosed in advance. If he had known it earlier, he would never have rashly taken risks alone and rushed in by himself.
"It's not impossible to let you go, but you have to leave one thing behind before you can leave!" Jiayu said.
"what!"
Zhang Muyi's brows moved. Seeing that things were turning around, he hurriedly asked.
"It's not an important thing. Since you are in charge of Yisu, you have the ability to control Lihuo. I wonder if you are willing to give up some of Lihuo and give it to me!"
As soon as Jiayu said this, Zhang Muyi almost became anxious.
Lian Lian Yao You said: "No, not at this time, absolutely not."
If it were other things, it would be easy to discuss, but this is absolutely impossible.
Li Huo is the ancestor of fire in the world. Even if he controls Yi Su and can control Li Huo, this thing is just like the wordless tablet in Ding Xiaoyi's hand.
If he hands it over, his vitality will inevitably be severely damaged. In less than a month, it will be the time when the second round of Shinto is opened.
There was no way for me to recover in such a short period of time.
So he refused again and again, and even offered to use an artifact as compensation.
However, facing such suggestions, Ding Xiaoyi remained silent and summoned all the magic weapons in his body.
On the one hand, it tells Zhang Muyi that he has no shortage of rare treasures in the eyes of others.
On the other hand, it also puts more pressure on Zhang Muyi.
Sure enough, Zhang Muyi's face turned dark when he saw Ding Xiaoyi looking like a nouveau riche.
The bit of luck I had in my heart suddenly disappeared.
Covered with artifacts, coupled with the Wordless Monument and the Divine Turtle Yuanshen, this guy's combat prowess is enough to aspire to be the best in the world.
I'm afraid if it's not a god, anyone who comes will be destined to die.
Looking at it this way, the defeat of the divine messenger who was beaten into a piece of meat was not unjust at all.
"If you don't agree, we will get it ourselves. Even if we can't kill you today, we can still peel off a layer of skin from your body. You can weigh it yourself."
Jiayu summoned the Great Xia Cauldron, and with the help of his divine power, the divine cauldron was almost completely revived, exuding majestic divine power.
Seeing this, Zhang Muyi's face turned extremely ugly.
He originally thought that when he came here in the body of a god today, he would definitely set off a storm and make his reputation known to the world.
Who knew that the wish was full, but the reality was so skinny.
He was actually forced into a situation where he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off.
My heart was anxious and angry, but I was also a little bit more happy.
Fortunately, he came alone. If his subordinates saw him in such a mess at the moment, the authority he had finally established would definitely be shaken.
After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Muyi finally struggled in his heart and nodded in humiliation, agreeing to Jiayu's request.
About two hours later.
Outside Beimang Mountain, three divine envoys, with cold faces, stood outside the college gate like ancient stone statues.
There was still chaos in front of me, and it was impossible to see what was going on in the academy.
But this does not affect their confidence.
That is a god, the incarnation of the will of heaven. Zhang Muyi controls the source of fire in the world. Two months ago, he personally visited a foreign country. In a matter of seconds, he ordered the entire country to turn into a sea of fire. The flames are still burning today.
, cannot be extinguished.
This is the power of the gods, the will of heaven, a power that is unbelievable in their eyes. For the gods, it is just as simple as blowing a breath.
Therefore, they expected that at this moment, the people in Beimang College must be in ruins and blood would flow like rivers.
As for that Ding Xiaoyi...
They can already picture in their minds the image of this guy kneeling on the ground begging for mercy with helpless and desperate eyes.
When he thought of this, the corners of the angel's lips began to smile unconsciously.
Just as they imagined in their hearts, when the God Lord walked out of Beimang College, he would personally carry Ding Xiaoyi's head out.
The chaotic light surrounding the academy gradually disappeared, and the door of the academy slowly opened.
"It's out!" The three gods' hearts skipped a beat and they hurried forward to greet them. When they took a closer look, they all had blank expressions on their faces.
Zhang Muyi did indeed come out with Ding Xiaoyi as they thought.
It's just that he is not holding Ding Xiaoyi's head, but holding hands, with a proud face, talking and laughing.
People who don't know, think that the two are like good brothers who haven't seen each other for many years, so affectionate and polite.
It was as if the previous unhappiness never existed.
"It's really annoying to come here this time."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. I can't even invite a distinguished guest like you with a lantern. If you have any brothers or friends in the future, you can introduce them to me and I'll give you a commission."
As the two spoke, their eyes met each other, and a cold light flashed in each other's eyes, almost sparking a spark between the two.
The smile on Zhang Muyi's face faded: "Don't get too happy too early. The second round of Shinto will be launched soon. You should think about how to face the revenge of Tianyuan Holy Land."
After saying that, Zhang Muyi turned around and left, fearing that if he took a step too slow, he would lose control of his temper and punch the brat hard.
Seeing that his face was not so good, the three divine envoys did not even dare to breathe for a moment, so they followed obediently and followed the golden chariot away.
Only after the god left completely did Ding Xiaoyi let out a long sigh of relief. In fact, if there was a fight, he was not sure of victory.
The most important thing is that he is worried that if a fight breaks out, it will affect the teachers and students in the entire college.
For these children, even the slightest repercussions are enough to kill them. These are the hopes of the future alliance, and there must be no loss.
After sending this troublesome person away, he was not in a relaxed mood.
He stretched out his palm and saw a vermilion flame beating in the palm of his hand.
In his mind, he couldn't help but recall what Jiayu said to him just now.
"The second round of Shinto is opening. We can only rush back as soon as possible. This is the source of Lihuo. After your second soul is absorbed, it will be enough to open the eighth furnace mouth. It is only one step away from perfection. Sorry, can
That’s all there is to do.”
Yes, although Jiayu said it was ruthless, the fact is that they must fight. If they don't fight, they will only be more passive in the future.
By that time, if they were faced with today's situation, they would not even have a chance to resist.
But if we fight for it, once the academy falls, no one in the academy will be able to survive.
Ding Xiaoyi could only sigh silently and wish them good luck.
In addition, from Zhang Muyi's words just now, I learned that the part of Li Huo that was separated also severely damaged his vitality, and he even had to sit in the academy to rest for half an hour before slowly getting up and leaving.
Even though he was like this, what about the aura of crape myrtle that Yu Niang exuded? Thinking of Yu Niang's decisive departure at that time, I'm afraid he just didn't want to see her in embarrassment. She was such a strong woman.
How should he deal with the revenge of Tianyuan Holy Land? Today he has seen how terrifying the gods are. The power to control the rules of heaven and earth can completely violate human common sense.
For example, the Lihuo in his hand can instantly incinerate mountains and rivers, and can also freeze the world immediately. Fire is only a superficial state, and as for temperature, it is no longer a fixed element.
This represents the will of heaven. Once Zhang Muyi takes one step further and becomes a true god of fire, he can completely change the nature of the source of fire in the world.
If such a spirit strikes again.
Can he really bear it on his own? Ding Xiaoyi was shaken at this moment.
"father!"
Just as he was standing outside the school gate, thinking wildly, something suddenly moved in his ear. When he looked back, the sadness on his face disappeared instantly.
I saw Ding Peng standing on Xuan Rui's tortoise shell, waving to him from a distance.
Although Xuan Rui's movements seemed slow, in the blink of an eye he had already arrived in front of him from a distance. His huge head bumped against Ding Xiaoyi and said, "Xuan Rui pays homage to uncle."
"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you for a while, and Xuan Rui is growing strong again."
Ding Xiaoyi patted Xuan Rui on the head. Even though it had been so many years, according to the life span standard of Xuantong Beast, Xuan Rui now did not even qualify for a full moon.
But even so, Xuan Ruina is still a legitimate divine beast, and if he is allowed to go to the Ten Thousand Turtles' Nest, even those ten thousand old turtles will probably call him "Grandpa" when they see him.
His seniority is frightening. This little guy is called an uncle, but he has no idea how many times his seniority has been increased.
It's a pity that he no longer has the Paradise Fruit in his hand, otherwise he would have taken Xuan Rui back for a walk, found the old turtle from the Ao family, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, are you coming to follow Hua Zi?"
Thinking about this scene makes me happy.
Then he turned his eyes, looked at his son Ding Peng up and down, kicked the kid on the butt, and said angrily: "I thought you didn't plan to come back!"
"Dad, didn't we just come back after receiving your letter? But we happened to pass by Blood Sail Island and spent two days at Uncle Big Head's place."
When Ding Peng mentioned Da Tou, Ding Xiaoyi's expression suddenly softened. Maybe he hadn't seen Da Tou for a long time.
Huangquan is too cold, but Blood Sail Island has plenty of sunshine. Datou will have more fun playing there.
"Dad, don't worry. Uncle Big Tou has a lot of good friends over there. When I was coming back yesterday, I saw him standing alone on the shore, throwing barbecue into the sea from time to time. It seemed like one of his friends had come back.
."
Ding Peng said, and took out his mobile phone to show him Datou's recent photos.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't care if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw it.
He saw Da Tou standing on the beach, with all kinds of sea monsters densely packed on the sea behind him. In addition, he actually saw the police chief whom he hadn't seen for a long time, lying on Da Tou's head, and the stupid donkey was also there.
.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "When did these two guys come back! Without even sending a message?"
"Dad, who are you talking about?" Ding Peng listened with perked ears.
"It's none of your business. Come in with me quickly. Mr. Chen hasn't seen you for a long time. I just want him to cook you a delicious meal."
"Okay, by the way, I brought you a gift when I came back this time, which is the stone tablet you have been collecting. I found one for you. Take a look!"
"Good boy, I have it for you."
With that said, the father and son walked into the campus with their big turtle.
Time passes day by day.
In the land of the West Pole, the towering mountains reach into the sky, as if they are majestic and tall pillars supporting the heaven and earth.
"How many years have passed, old ghost, do you still remember the last time I came here?"
A carriage came through the air, and the sound of horse hooves clattered in the air.
After the car curtain was gently opened, the emperor looked at the majestic mountain with deep eyes and asked the old man standing beside him.
"I can't remember. I just remember that the last time you went to Kunlun was the Dharma Assembly of Sakyamuni Tathagata. I invited you to meditate and realize the Tao."
Old Man Guisong tried hard to recall, but it happened so long ago that he couldn't even remember it clearly.
"Really?" The emperor put down the car curtain and said with a thoughtful smile: "Actually, neither of us has meditated on any Zen, nor did we say anything about Taoism. As the saying goes, we are all foxes for thousands of years, so we can't pretend to be pure.
, Actually we were in the back mountain at that time, eating ginseng fruit from Zhen Yuanzi."
"Haha, but Sakyamuni finally attained nirvana, and you are still as charming as ever, aren't you?"
The old man Guisong looked at the emperor with an undisguised look of envy in his eyes. After many years, the emperor was still outstanding in style. Even an old guy like him looked envious.
Thinking back to those days, when I was young, I was also charming and charming. Now, as time goes by, even though the ghost trees are evergreen, I am still old after all.
The emperor did not respond to Old Man Guisong's words. Looking at the undulating mountains in front of him, he felt a deep sense of loneliness.
When he saw the dilapidated Leiyin Temple appearing below, the emperor suddenly remembered something. After groping for a while from his sleeves, he took out a golden relic and put it in his hand.
"You gave me this thing back then, and now I give it back to you. The cycle of cause and effect has become a prophecy. Alas! From now on, there will be no more you in this world."
With a sigh, the emperor casually threw it into the dilapidated Leiyin Temple, and the carriage gradually moved away until it disappeared at the edge of the vast sky.
But the falling relic accidentally followed the path of the crack in the wall, rolled all the way to the main hall, until it rolled out of the crack in the wall and landed right in front of the statue of Sakyamuni.
Wisps of dreamy Buddha's light on the round relics gradually illuminated the empty hall. On the statue lying there, at some point, an inconspicuous crack opened under the Buddha's light.
With a "click" sound, the eyelids of the Buddha statue suddenly cracked open. As the broken stones rolled down all over the floor, a pair of bright red eyes quietly opened in the empty eye sockets of the Buddha statue.