In the high-altitude clouds, Wu Huan, clothed in yin and yang energy, flew silently through the clouds and mist;
He seemed to be sliding silently outside the painting, and the immortal consciousness spread high in the sky did not react at all.
When the dizziness caused by Xiao Zhong subsided, Wu Wan suddenly noticed something unusual...
Why is this guy so cautious?
And is it too cautious?
Every time Zhong spoke to him, he was cautious, as if he, Xiong Ba, or Donghuang in the future, would be a cruel master.
Is he cruel?
He is obviously so calm, harmless and caring. He can help an octogenarian woman cross the street, snatch a lollipop from a three-year-old baby. In his last life, he went to the welfare home to volunteer.
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Wu Wang had to move the formation and got the position of Ling Xiaolan from the masters in Sihai Pavilion, so he declined the offer to go with them.
He also had the intention of testing in his heart, wanting to see how the defense around Xiaolan was doing;
If even he can easily touch Xiao Lan, then let Xiao Lan go back to the human realm and stop wandering outside.
Wu Wang has discovered that some innate gods in the Heavenly Palace may not be good at fighting, but they will always have some weird abilities.
For example, the fertility goddess at home.
Maybe there are some innate gods who are good at hiding, such as the 'marsh god', 'smoke god', and 'mosquito god', who can quietly touch Xiaolan's side.
What's more important is that there are hundreds of ethnic groups in the Southeast Region, and most of them have their own beliefs.
——The belief structure of the hundreds of tribes outside Zhongshan is very complicated. Most of the clans’ beliefs have no gods to follow. A small half of the clans believe in their own ancestors, or some powerful ferocious beasts they have seen.
Forcibly unifying the hundreds of tribes here and asking them to pray to the statue of Fengchun God will not produce much sentient being power.
In general, the symbolic significance of unifying the beliefs of hundreds of ethnic groups in the Southeast Region is greater than its practical significance.
At this moment, Ling Xiaolan was leading his troops to the north of the Southeast Region.
Her place of residence during this period was a branch of Sihai Pavilion.
There is the center of the Sihai Pavilion's intelligence network in the southeast region. Looking north to the east field, it is surrounded by generals in the human realm. It is not difficult to find the forces created by the sect.
The journey was uneventful.
When Wu Wan's immortal consciousness caught a glimpse of the building complex of the branch pavilion, he escaped from high altitude into the continuous mountain forest.
After putting on a slight disguise and dispersing the magical power of yin and yang that was too powerful to hide, Wu Huan began to explore and move forward.
His strength now far exceeds that of ordinary transcendent monks, and the composition of his own strength is also quite rich, not just pure spiritual or physical cultivation.
Star God Avenue has become his greatest reliance;
After accepting this mature and top-level avenue, he peeked into the Star God's memory sea, and a ray of soul was completely integrated with the Star God's divine body. Wu Huan now calls him the 'Little Star God', which is quite appropriate.
With the Star God's Avenue, he fought face to face with the Tiangong Zhengshen. With his divine power, the head-to-head confrontation with the Avenue was fully justified.
The previous work on the road to marriage also gave Wu Wan new divine power. Wu Wan used these divine powers to cultivate his own fighting body, and his body was stronger than most Tiangong gods.
Just these alone, his strength has already touched the edge of the powerful god of Tiangong.
Not to mention, the God-breaking Spear he had hidden, the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation, and the Star God Divine Body that he could call upon at any time.
If the strength of the gods in the Tiangong is roughly divided into different categories, Di Kuang is not included in it. Xihe, the God of Gold, the God of Earth, the God of Wood, Da Siming, and Shao Siming should be the top powerful gods, and they are considered to be in the first tier.
Xi, Thunderstorm, Liuguang, etc. should be in the second level, Mirror God should be in the third level, and righteous gods like Luoyu God are not counted, and they are unified into the fourth level.
Wu Wang has placed himself in the right position.
If fighting normally, he should be in the middle position in the second gear.
But if it’s all guns blazing and there are no limits…
No one can stop him in the second gear.
As Wu Huan's integration with the Star God Avenue increases, he is constantly supplemented by divine power, and he further controls the Yin and Yang Avenue, his strength will naturally be steadily improved to the forefront of the second level.
But if you want to step into the first gear, it cannot be achieved by personal efforts in the short term.
Either it takes tens of thousands of years to accumulate and accumulate, or there must be profound opportunities.
At Wu Wan's current age, strength, temperament and status in the world, he is already completely sure of it.
However, there are still hundreds of miles away from the outer formation of Sihai Pavilion Branch Pavilion.
"who!"
Suddenly a soft shout came from the forest ahead, dozens of figures rose into the sky, orbs bloomed brightly in the forest, and streams of immortal consciousness swept back and forth.
Wu Huan was surrounded by a faint mist and stood calmly on the spot, his figure suddenly becoming transparent.
After a while, several figures stood in the air where Wu Wang was hiding.
An old Taoist looked ashamed: "It must be that the poor Taoist had a big reaction. He had a faint feeling that someone was approaching just now."
"The underground ban has not been triggered, and everything is safe."
"Give the branch a receipt. There is nothing wrong with being careful. Senior, please continue to investigate and don't let those minions from the Heavenly Palace disturb you sirs."
The forest gradually became quiet, and the celestial consciousness rising and falling in the distance disappeared.
Wu Wang nodded with satisfaction and continued to walk towards the branch pavilion, taking a closer look at the surrounding defense arrangements.
It is airtight and has no flaws.
Within the scope of these monks' abilities, they have achieved the ultimate.
Renhuang Pavilion is indeed doing its best to protect Xiao Lan's Zhou Quan.
Wu Wang secretly said a few words of offence. After arriving at the large formation outside the branch pavilion, he was surrounded by Yin and Yang Qi, and quietly got into it.
With the blessing of Yin Yang Avenue, he walked here as if he were strolling in a leisurely garden.
After entering the formation, Wu Wan caught familiar scents and followed them one by one.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the nearest attic, the young master in brocade clothes is sitting behind the desk, with a thick stack of jade charms in front of him, and ten people standing beside him.
Many young men and women.
Wu Wan tapped his finger, and the sound of conversation inside penetrated the sound isolation array.
"...the easternmost clans still refuse to bow their heads. If the fight continues, they will probably suffer heavy casualties."
"Sir, they are united as one, and they realize that they can support each other and resist each other."
"They also made a request. If we grant their leader the title of king and hegemon, and bring their leader's descendants into the human realm and send them to the best sect for training, they will agree to add the God of Fengchun to their original beliefs.
believe."
"This is a pack of poorly raised wolves."
The young man in Jinyi rubbed his brows and curled his lips slightly: "Increase? These guys are really greedy. They have given them so many gifts, but they still want to fool us."
One of the subordinates scolded: "Why don't we find a family and beat them up to show our strength."
"No."
Mr. Jin Yi shook his head slightly:
"We are the masters of evil. If we commit too many crimes, it will not only affect the perception of the human realm by the hundreds of tribes in the Southeast Region, but it will also damage the reputation of my teacher.
The teacher is now in the Tiangong, surrounded by powerful enemies. If we kill and bleed in the southeast region, wouldn't those Tiangong gods just find an excuse to launch an attack?
Not to mention, these families are just small clans, and they have more similar clans in Zhongshan and the capital of the emperor."
"Then we can't continue to give gifts to their leader."
"Send it, we will continue to send it tomorrow."
Young Master Jinyi smiled a little, but his eyes flashed a little coldly:
"Send a few immortals to deliver gifts, and directly in front of them, kill the strongest hundred people in their clan, and bring their leader over to talk. If the negotiation is successful, heal the injuries of these hundred people and give them some strength.
.
Remember, all ethnic groups mainly believe in the God of Fengchun, and this is our bottom line."
"Sir, what if we can't negotiate well?"
"Then change their leader and continue the conversation."
"yes!"
Outside the attic, Wu Wan walked quietly, but he kept sighing.
Lin Qi has really matured a lot.
After turning around the corridor and passing through a pavilion with a nice view, Wu Wan saw several young female disciples from the Xuannv Sect. He turned around and followed the scent of the couple.
The music of the piano jingles and the beauty dances, and the aroma of the wine cannot match the taste of the powder.
Because Ji Mo and his wife Le Yao were alone, and Wu Wan felt the weak fluctuations of the avenue of reproduction, he did not listen to the person in the corner.
This is not polite.
However, in such a serious place, they had already received news that there might be a sneak attack by the innate gods, and Brother Ji could still be so calm and relaxed...
Old friends are still the same, old friends are still the same.
Wu Wan sighed with emotion and continued to walk through these exquisite thermal pavilions with his hands behind his back.
What was a bit strange was that he had clearly found Xiao Lan's location, but with his celestial sense and naked eyes, he found that Xiao Lan's location was actually a lotus pond.
There is absolutely nothing unusual up and down the lotus pond.
Mustard Seed Universe?
Or is it the Qimen method in the formation method?
It seems that the three extraordinary masters hiding in the three directions of the lotus pond are the key to unlocking this formation.
After thinking about it, Wu Wan left the lotus pond first, swaying around, and arrived at a pavilion in the corner of the place.
A round table was set up here, and several middle-aged monks sat around, laughing and chatting, drinking and talking. They were all cultivating in the extraordinary realm and were the mainstay of the human realm.
Taoist Xiaojian was wearing a green Taoist robe and sitting on the main seat. At this moment, he was tapping the wine glass with chopsticks, his eyes were shining with stars, and he was singing loudly:
"The absence of bamboo makes people vulgar, and the absence of meat makes people thin. It is not vulgar but not thin, and the bamboo shoots stew the fat meat."
Several people around gave thumbs up and praised it repeatedly.
Wu Wang had several black lines hanging on his forehead, and he cursed at Taoist Xiaojian: "I thought you were here to express your feelings for your family and country, Taoist brother, but why did you start craving for fat?"
"Eh!"
Xiao Jian stood up suddenly, not caring that the wine bottle in front of him was overturned, and looked intently to the left and right, looking for that figure.
Several people around looked confused, thinking that there was an enemy attack. They all stood up and looked around, their own aura suddenly rising.
One person was about to open his mouth and scream, but was blocked by Taoist Xiaojian's big hand.
"Stop shouting!"
Xiao Jian said firmly: "What are you talking about? I suddenly remembered an urgent matter and went back first."
Although several people were full of doubts, they all knew that Xiaojian had a special status and did not ask any more questions.
After a while, in Taoist Xiaojian's house, under the protection of layers of formations and barriers, Wu Wan converged his yin and yang energy and revealed his own appearance.
Taoist Xiaojian laughed a few times and looked Wu Wan up and down, as if to see if Wu Wan was missing any arms or legs.
"How did you escape? Will the Emperor of Heaven let you back?"
"Why not?"
Wu smiled and raised his eyebrows.
If it were an old teammate from a previous life meeting, or a man from Beiye, or a monk from the Demon Sect, in such a situation, most of the time it would be a bear hug.
However, most of the immortal monks pursue a stable Taoist mind and control the expression of their emotions.
"It'll be nice to come back," Xiao Jian said with emotion, "It'll be nice to come back."
"Okay, I still have to go back," Wu Wan looked for a seat and Taoist Xiaojian caught up with him immediately.
Xiao Jian said in confusion: "Why go back after you are out of trouble?"
"If Tiangong can force me to go to Tiangong for the first time, it can force me to go to Tiangong for the second time," Wu Wang said, "And I finally opened up the situation in Tiangong, so I can't give up easily."
Xiao Jian frowned tightly, leaned forward, and said to Wu Wang:
"In the final analysis, the only way to resolve the conflict between the Heavenly Palace and the Human Realm is to fight to the death, expel the gods, and let living beings take charge of the avenue of order.
It is impossible for the gods to give up their transcendent status. If living beings want to stand up and take charge, the only way is to fight them.
All other fantasies are inferior!"
"No, there is another way."
"What?"
"Reform the Innate God, separate the Innate God from the Great Dao," Wu Wan said calmly, "Let order be separated from the Innate God."
Xiao Jian couldn't help but be startled, and whispered: "This road is not more difficult than fighting with the innate god? And how is it possible to do this?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wu smiled and said nothing.
Taoist Xiaojian tried to figure it out carefully for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.
"That's all," Xiao Jian waved his hand, and the sword cultivator, who seemed to be getting younger, simply gave up thinking, "You tell me how to do it, and I will follow suit."
"Is everything in the human realm still safe?"
"Other than His Majesty's sudden announcement of the Xinhuo Avenue, which has caused a commotion throughout the entire Human Realm, filled with righteous men who want to fight against the Heavenly Palace, there is nothing else..."
Xiaojian’s sword-shaped eyebrows wrinkled slightly and complained:
"Before, I could still see some of His Majesty's and your ideas clearly, but now I can't understand them at all."
Wu smiled and said nothing, and asked again: "By the way, how can I find Xiaolan? Try not to disturb the seniors of the Xuannv Sect who are guarding the outside of the lotus pond."
"That shouldn't be possible."
Taoist Xiaojian:
"Those seniors formed a special formation that covered the pavilion where Fairy Ling was. The entrance to the formation was right behind the seniors.
Didn't it say that there are gods from the Heavenly Palace who are coming to attack Fairy Ling? We certainly don't dare to be careless.
The master has already announced that if Fairy Ling is caught, we guys who came to the Southeast Region don’t have to go back, we can just go to Yanggu and blow ourselves up.
What's going on? Why does Tiangong suddenly want to arrest Fairy Ling?"
"Didn't the Human Realm get the message?"
"We just heard that you and Shao Siming have a close relationship. They go out together in the Heavenly Palace and behave affectionately." Taoist Xiaojian raised his eyebrows, "and they raised a daughter together."
"this……"
Wu Wan smiled sheepishly and said seriously: "Shao Siming is indeed a good innate god."
"I understand, I understand everything."
Taoist Xiaojian made a gesture and said with a smile:
"Why do you and I need to explain so much? As a brother, I understand who you are Wuwu.
Even if you find ten or eight goddesses in the Heavenly Palace to be Taoist companions, it is for the sake of the overall future of the human realm, and you will definitely not just fall in love with them."
"I'm really naive..."
"No, no, this matter cannot be simple," Xiao Jian said with a smile, "His Royal Highness Jingwei thinks so, and is quite worried about your situation."
Wu Wan: "Then it's not simple."
"Look at these peach blossom debts of yours. Don't let them fight in the backyard in the future. Isn't Shao Siming going to overwhelm everyone?"
Xiao Jian laughed twice, stared into Wu Wan's increasingly profound eyes, and sighed:
"Wuwang, although Taoist brother has overtaken you by many years, I can barely keep up with you now, but breaking through the current realm within a few hundred years is also a fantasy.
Maybe from now on I will just be a rusty sword, but I also want to be able to pierce the chests of those innate gods.
It's not a pity if it's broken or bent.
Wuwang, can you tell me directly...will you continue to lead the human realm forward until a new order is created?"
Wu Wan stared at Xiaojian and slowly shook his head.
Xiao Jian frowned and pondered, but Wu Wan laughed and said: "Brother Dao, the situation is too small."
"What?"
"I will lead the creatures forward and ultimately create a new order."
Wu Wan took out a jade talisman from his sleeve, put it in Xiaojian's hand, and said with a smile:
"I went to find Xiaolan. Here is my later development plan for the divine realm in Tiangong. Let's show it to Senior Shennong as well.
The Imperial Capital is a very interesting place, with many powerful people gathered together, which can be considered part of the Tiangong’s heritage.”
"oh?"
Taoist Xiaojian held the jade talisman in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and thought deeply.
A moment later, in the corner of the lotus pond.
Taoist Xiaojian was talking warmly to an old woman. The old woman kept smiling and nodding, and also glanced at the air to the side.
Wu Wan hid his figure, bowed to the old woman, and walked past the old man.
Just taking one step, the scenery in front of him immediately changed. The lotus pond expanded ten times in Wu Wang's sight. In the center of the lotus pond, a small building stood quietly.
The small building is not big, it seems to have only one quiet room, and the display inside is quite simple.
The seniors outside secretly took action to remove the formation that enveloped this quiet room.
Smelling the familiar fragrance, Wu Wangdao felt a faint ripple in his heart.
After crossing the winding floating bridge, I pushed open the two ajar bamboo doors, parted the curtains that were blown out by the wind, stepped on the crystallized stone bricks, and saw the beautiful figure meditating on the futon.
She has lost a lot of weight, and her back has become more slender. Her long hair, which is simply gathered up, hangs down behind her, explaining what it means to be unstained, black and soft.
In the corner of the quiet room, a ball of mud floated quietly, with a few shallow fingerprints on it.
Not far from the mud is the wooden barrel. At this moment, the wooden barrel is filled with water vapor, condensing pure water.
Wu Wan could almost imagine this scene:
The fairy in the fairy dress frowned, endured the extreme pain, touched the mud little by little with her fingers, and then quickly flew into the barrel, leaving a few pieces of clothing suspended along the way.
There is a portrait hanging on the wall in front of her, which shows the back of a young Taoist, holding a sword and standing under the stars in the sky, with his long hair floating slightly in the night wind.
Wu Huan felt a little more emotional out of thin air, put away his cover, and whispered as softly as possible: