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Chapter 83 Divine Writings

"Dao Taizu's dragon energy?" Qingxu's face showed a strange look. In addition to Qianlong, there was a second person in Wu Nan who had dragon energy. Fortunately, he discovered it in time. It was not too late, so the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I, Taishangdao, have a secret method to distinguish the dragon energy. The dragon energy on Song Yu's body clearly comes from the treasure of "Taiping Seal" that teaches the mountain. Hehe! The murderer is very ambitious and wants to participate in the battle for dragon..."

Meng Yun glanced at Qingxu with a joking look.

Qingxu's expression remained unchanged, but he said in his heart that he was lucky and bowed his head and said, "Thank you for your advice, otherwise, you would have cheated on that person!"

"In Wu Nan, except for Baiyun Temple, there are only a few forces, and it may be a joint force!" Meng Yun continued.

Qingxu nodded. It seemed that one and two companies were not afraid of it, but when they joined forces, they were also a large force.

But he said: "What is the whereabouts of the Taiping Seal? It seems a bit hasty to make such a statement by fellow Taoists?"

Meng Yun's face darkened: "The Taiping Seal has been recognized as the master, and the divine objects will be hidden. Unless it is a coincidence, I will not recognize each other when I meet you!"

"According to my will, those forces will be arrested and interrogated one by one, and then searched for it, and there will always be discoveries."

This means that you would rather kill the wrong one than let it go. The head of the Taishang Taoist also has strict orders. Anyway, the Taishang Taoist, who is the first-class in the scattered cultivator, has the capital to look down on the Taishang Taoist, who lies across the three states.

In the words, the feeling of dominating all directions and being the only one I am, will naturally be revealed.

Qingxu, Qinghe's face was unhappy.

Mengyun saw it and smiled faintly: "But Baiyun Temple is the landlord here. The senior brother of the sect admires me so he told me not to act rashly, so he came here specially and asked Baiyun Temple to help me!"

Qingxu's mind and thoughts were turned on, and there was an answer. Although Taishang Dao was a bit arrogant, he was not a fool. Wu Nan was a place where the dragon was hidden. If Baiyun Temple was dissatisfied, Mengyun would not be able to make any wish.

Those forces can support them until now, and they have extraordinary features. Although the leader’s cultivation is not as good as the real person, it is not so easy to win if he wants to escape. What’s more, Meng Yun is also a bit troublesome if he is alone.

Well? I am alone? Qingxu's spirit was shocked. The Taishang Taoist was deeply involved with the big knot. If it was in chaos today, it would be a great loss of energy. Even if I was prepared, the hero's arm would be severely damaged.

He also wanted to suppress the undercurrents in the north, and he had to make a decision to plan for Qianlong. Moreover, fifteen years ago, he lost the Taiping Seal, and his energy was reduced by 20%, which was even more difficult.

I could have sent two real people to come before, but now there is only one, so I have to ask Baiyun Temple for help.

I had some thoughts in my mind.

At this time, his expression was very calm and he said slowly: "I have been guarding Wu for generations, arresting evil spirits, killing monsters, and ensuring safety in the whole place. Now this incident happened in my jurisdiction. I am deeply sorry..."

As he said that, he gave a deep gift.

Mengyun had a bad premonition, but she still stood up and returned the favor.

"How come in this chaotic world, there are many evil spirits. The disciples in the temple have sent out many of them, and the sect is empty..."

This polite rejection is very obvious. After all, this is a matter of the Supreme Dao. Even if the murderer is taken down and the Taiping Seal is found, can it still be given to Baiyun Temple?

Meng Yun was not anxious and slowly drank Yunwu tea. The real people were all insightful and experienced people. If they wanted to act through conspiracy and intrigue, they could not do it, and they had to use open conspiracy.

So my lips moved slightly and I used the method of transmitting the voice to the secret.

This is originally a place where the Dharma is forbidden, so it is naturally a big deal. When Qingxu heard this, his expression changed, and he no longer had his previous expression. He asked in a lost voice: "Is this true?"

"There is no false words! My Supreme Tao has been passed down for thousands of years, but is there any false words and deception?" Yunmeng said in a deep voice.

Qingxu's face was unstable, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I agree!"

He said again: "Baiyun Temple will do its best to help you. Start tomorrow, investigate Wu Nan!"

Meng Yun bowed: "So, thank you fellow Taoist!"

After Mengyun left, Qinghe immediately asked, "Senior Brother, why is it so important?" There was a faint expression of dissatisfaction on his face.

Qingxu sighed and said, "I don't know whether this matter is true or not, but I have heard that my heart is a little unstable for my brother. It's really...ah... don't ask, after I leave tomorrow, I will take care of the mountain gate..."

Qinghe wanted to say something, but Qingxu was the master of the sect after all. After all, he had already said something, so it was hard to ask more questions. When the words came to his mouth, they became: "Yes! Someone will look up to the mountain gate!"

...

Anchang County, the City God Law Region.

Fang Ming looked at the sky and sighed: "Black clouds are pressing against the city and the city is about to be destroyed, and the storm is about to come and the wind fills the building!"

I looked at my own luck again. The red energy was gathered and filled with golden seals. There were still a few large pieces of red clouds outside, but they were blocked and did not fall.

"The way of gods is difficult! difficult! difficult!" Fang Ming sighed.

After so many years, his understanding of Shinto is not comparable before.

The way of gods is easy first and then difficult. If you want to become a small god, as long as you have a god position and a few people can sacrifice it, there is no requirement for qualifications or anything else.

But the higher the progress, the more terrifying the resources required for promotion.

Originally, if you occupied a county, you could be promoted to the City God, but if you occupied a mansion, you could not accumulate enough incense and wish to help Fang Ming be promoted to the City God of the Mansion. After all, this is a fifth-rank god, and in his previous life, he was considered a powerful person.

Here, he is even more a real person.

Not to mention, how can the fortune of ordinary people be compared with the fortune of immortality? Even if it is the Taiping Seal, nourished by the dragon energy day and night, its original color is pure purple, but it has become the treasure of luck. It is not an ordinary thing. It can last for a long time and will automatically drop to a level and become blue.

Fang Ming had a slight insight and felt that his own luck was different from that of ordinary people.

His red energy is as solid as a rock, stable as a rock. However, the luck of ordinary people is unstable and flexible.

"I originally wanted to suppress it and accumulate until the fifth grade to be promoted. At that time, the world can be achieved!" This is also an act of paralyzing Baiyun Temple, but now the disaster is approaching. No matter what Baiyun Temple discovered or the incident of Taiping Seal was exposed before, it cannot be concealed again, and its strength must be exposed.

There is nothing to hide, so it is better to improve as soon as possible.

Thoughts turned in his mind, Fang Ming came to a quiet room with his steps. This was his usual meditation and insight. His servants knew the rules and did not dare to disturb him.

Fang Ming sat cross-legged and his mind moved.

The red clouds floating above the fortune immediately descended. These were brought by Zhu Shiliu's capture of the two counties and spreading faith. They had been suppressed by Fang Ming before and did not integrate into themselves.

The red air silk is injected into the golden seal, and the golden seal explodes, and the volume increases sharply, making it look even more majestic.

The golden life energy that is in the middle flashes, and the red energy is gathered, turning into golden luck and deposited in the golden seal.

The red air quickly dissipated, and ten parts of red air could form a trace of yellow air. After a while, the red clouds on the top were consumed and they were injected into the golden seal.

At this time, the luck in the golden seal was full of 30%.

Among them, 20% are golden yellow, like jade liquid, emitting waves of golden light.

This golden light is different from the merits of human nature and is the pure light of luck. After all, merit is merit, and luck is luck. The two are clearly distinguished.

All this happened naturally and was easy, but it was the gains of Fang Ming's 15 years of understanding and accumulation. He had the confidence to reach the fifth grade all the way.

But what is next is the most important thing. Fang Ming looked solemn and put his attention in his body.

I saw a trace of yellow energy hanging down, and the red waves surging in my body were affected by this and gathered one after another, turning into a golden color.

The red divine power continued to condense and became golden divine power. In just a blink of an eye, the divine power in the body was transformed by 20%.

These are the accumulation of these by the people of Anchang County over the past decade, which is so rapid. It is incredible.

Fang Ming thought lightly, and his divine thoughts emerged and instructed the golden divine power to wrap the talisman of the priest.

The moment the golden divine power surged into the divine position, Fang Ming fell into a strange state. Before that, he was passively waiting for promotion, but now he had to take the initiative, calm down and concentrate.

At this time, the mystery of the talisman of the priesthood was revealed at all, and the great laws contained in it were mysterious and profound, which made Fang Ming unable to help but devote himself to it and almost forgot everything around him.

Fang Ming used great perseverance to bring himself back to his senses, combined with all his feelings, and whispered: "Qi!"

As soon as the talisman of the clergy changed, the seal script on it began to become blurred.

Fang Ming started to draw on the talisman of the priesthood with divine thoughts as his pen and divine power as his ink. He saw runes flashing, all of which were very flexible.

This is a divine text that only gods can understand. Fang Ming's expression is solemn. Every stroke of the divine text consumes his huge amount of divine thoughts and golden divine power. Gradually, a difficult look appeared on his face.

Fang Ming was shocked and must not interrupt at this time, otherwise the divine power would be in chaos and the divine position would disappear, which would be possible.

His face was even colder, and he was in tune with all his strength.

Seeing that it was the last one!

But Fang Ming was exhausted at this time and was almost impossible to support him!

"Does it take a shortfall? I'm clearly ready, how could this be? Is it the influence of Qianlong's fortune? No! I'm not willing to give up!"

Fang Ming's face turned red and he was extremely unwilling.

At this time, another change occurred.

Fang Ming's expression moved, and saw a golden stream of luck surged towards him not far away. When the stream reached him, it shrank ten times and injected into the golden seal on his head.

With this help, Fang Ming's expression cleared, "I'm not gone! I still have a chance!"

With the last power, the divine thoughts finally completed the last move!

When the last stroke fell, Fang Ming almost lost all his strength, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

At this time, the talisman of the clergy changed drastically, and a flash of light was very different from before.

The seal script above has also become "from the sixth-rank city god position"

As soon as the god moved, a cool feeling surged across Fang Ming's body. Fang Ming was excited and his previous fatigue disappeared.

"Oh! I didn't expect that it was so difficult to advance to the sixth grade. I had no magical powers anymore." Fang Ming stared at the divine position for a long time and sighed.

Originally, when drawing divine texts, it is the best time to understand the laws and create supernatural powers. If there are gods, they can carve supernatural powers on runes, and they can also achieve supreme magical powers that shock the world and cry ghosts and gods!
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