After the feast.

Walking on the path of the Imperial Garden, Mingyuan sighed, "It's different now."

Zhou Shu smiled unconsciously and said, "Fellow Daoist Ming, you have said this sentence many times since I entered Ming Yaotian."

"How can I not say it? It's really uncomfortable to hold it in if I don't say it."

Mingyuan turned his head and sighed, "I have seen you three times, and each time it is completely different. The first time you are the lord of Xiaoxian City who was besieged by several people. The second time you can defeat the conspiracy of the elder of the Immortal Court and attract the power of the saints. The third time... you are almost becoming a saint. I have lived for tens of thousands of years and have never seen such a great change in cultivator. It is unbelievable to have a thousand miles a day."

Zhou Shu waved his hand, "Fellow Taoist is too much, I am still far from the saint."

"Do you remember here?"

Mingyuan walked to a place and stopped, looking at Zhou Shu with a bit complicated look.

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "That stone tablet, Fellow Daoist Ming, you gave it to me."

Mingyuan nodded slightly, "So many days have passed, has the city lord figured it out? What is that stone tablet?"

“It’s no difference just like in the past.”

Zhou Shu shook his head and thought for a while, "It may take more fragments, but it has not been found."

"oh."

Mingyuan lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "Fellow Daoist Ming thinks, did I get the favor of the saint from that stone tablet? I think Ming Yaotian is losing?"

Mingyuan was stunned and shook his head quickly, "I have some ideas, not only because I think the city lord is making progress too fast, but also because the saint aura on the city lord comes from four different saints. If it weren't for using the stone tablet to communicate with the saint, it would be hard for me to imagine how you could do this..." He looked at Zhou Shu and said seriously, "City lord, there is one thing to be clear. I never feel that Mingyaotian is losing. That stone tablet should not be in Mingyaotian. I want to remind you that using too much power of the saint may not be a good thing, and the saint is also..."

He hesitated for a while and whispered, "Don't believe it all, they also have different ideas and ideas, and they may just regard you as a pawn."

Zhou Shu stopped and bowed, "I remember this sentence from Fellow Daoist Ming, thank you."

Seeing Zhou Shu's expression, Mingyuan felt much more relaxed and quickly returned the greeting, "City Lord, you need to be polite. I just thought about it and said something."

"Fellow Taoist is considered a saint to be a vain person like this. Then it's not just a casual talk. It's a risk to say it out."

Zhou Shu smiled and shook his head, saying slowly, "Fellow Daoist Ming sighs because he has suffered losses from a saint?"

Mingyuan hesitated for a while and sighed, "More than once."

Zhou Shu paused, "Which saints have done something, can you tell me?"

Mingyuan's body stagnated, and his eyes changed when he looked at Zhou Shu. After a while, he said, "The city lord should not ask now. If the city lord becomes a saint in the future, if I am still in Mingyaotian, if I can still speak, I will definitely tell you."

"Okay."

Zhou Shu looked at him and nodded, "If you don't ask, don't ask, I'll talk about it later."

You can imagine why the descendants of the Emperor cannot enter the Immortal Court and are willing to be trapped in Mingyaotian? Why is it impossible for the descendants of the Emperor to practice the Supreme Law? If you say that these are done by the Immortal Court, Zhou Shu didn't believe it. There must be a saint behind it, and most of them are more than one.

Mingyuan smiled and nodded, "The city lord will definitely become a saint in the future. Don't affect your own cultivation because of other things."

Zhou Shu was very calm, "Where is no one in the world who cares about things? Doing it will definitely affect it. Trouble comes and it will be solved in the end."

Mingyuan nodded without realizing it, "This sentence is said well. We Mingyaotian are just no one who can say this."

“There will be something in the future.”

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, Xuan Hu was still a little too steady. After being imprisoned by Mingyuan, he would definitely try every means to escape instead of watching the changes. Of course, Xuan Hu was also very good, and it was very suitable for Zhou Shu and Xianshu City, but it was not suitable for Mingyaotian who needed rapid change.

Mingyuan paused and said in a deep voice, "City Lord, how is Wang Ji now?"

"The Witch God Zhu Rong is helping her practice, and it is progressing very quickly. I believe that it will become a great help to Ming Yaotian in not long after," Zhou Shu said seriously. "It's not just a talk. Now it's very strong. Few Hunyuan Jinxian can fight her."

"I believe this, but..."

Mingyuan was not without worries, "Cultivating divine power is indeed very strong in the early stage, but it cannot guarantee how it will be in the future. The possibility of practicing the law is greater. It can be until the saint is not hindered. The divine power is more difficult as the future goes. Moreover, her identity makes it basically impossible for her to become a god, and in the end it may be worse than a genius who practices the law."

Zhou Shu said seriously, "The power of the sun is not divine power."

Mingyuan stumbled slightly, "Ah?"

"What power depends on how to practice? The Zhurong tribe regards the sun as a god, regards the sun's power as faith, and treats it with a pious heart. The power of the sun is not pure, and it is more appropriate to say that it is Zhurong's power," Zhou Shu said calmly, "And practitioners can also practice the power of the sun as a law. I looked at Wang Ji for a long time, and Wang Ji walked this path. When she used her power, she did not have a pious heart, but was practicing a law."

Mingyuan was a little confused, "Is that true..."

Zhou Shu also explained, "Zhurong is a god, not the sun. The sun is higher than the god. The power of the sun is not the only way of using the Zhurong clan. For example, there are practitioners who use the power of the sun in Xuanhuang Realm. They don't even know who Zhurong is, and they can still use it. They are still good at using it. However, the situation in the fairy world is different, because in the fairy world, only the races and sects that use the best power can survive. These people who use it poorly cannot survive in the fairy world, and many people don't know."

He glanced at Mingyuan, "For example, the soul path, after the soul path of the Ten Thousand Soul Sect was regarded as the authentic immortal world, and other ways of use could not survive in the immortal world. As soon as it emerged, it was suppressed until it left the immortal world. But this does not mean that the soul path is only the Ten Thousand Soul Sect."

Mingyuan thought of something and agreed, "That's right, the soul path of Wanhun Sect seems to have gone wrong."

"It's just going wrong."

Zhou Shu was not polite, "There is no saint in the Wanhun Sect for so many years, and there is not even a person who can enter the top ten of the Tianji List with the soul path. This is enough to show that they have used the wrong soul path. But even so, before the Wanhun Sect weakens, their soul path still occupies the fairy world, and other soul paths do not even have a foothold."

"I don't know how long it will take to get normal."

Mingyuan shook his head unconsciously, "A large sect has taken the wrong path and has a great impact on the fairy world. I don't know how many small sects have to start over. Take the near Ming Yaotian and say that hundreds of Soul Dao Sects have become depressed."

Zhou Shu sneered, "In terms of influence, the Wanhun Sect is still good, hehe."
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