"Zhuge Wuhou, whose name is Liang, his courtesy name is Kongming, and his pseudonym is Wolong, and he is from Yangdu, Langya.

When you work hard on the fields, you will know the three points before you can get out of the thatched cottage. The yin and yang on the Longgang are scattered to protect the universe.

Three visits to the cottage, Longzhong countermeasures, divide the world, and plan for the unparalleled achievements for the Emperor Liu.

In the Battle of Red Cliff, he went to Wu alone, and his words were completely ruined, which eventually led to the 800,000 army being buried in the sea of ​​fire.

...

”

Zhuang Ke didn't slow down or hurry, he said slowly.

That's right.

The moment he saw this Feng Shui master's secret recipe, he decided that the first shadow play of the Heavenly Court should be... Zhuge Wuhou!

The Heavenly Court rules the three realms and should also be divided into three parts: the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld, and the Human Temple.

The misty heavenly palace and the underworld are not something that he, a small ninth-grade monk, can see now.

If you make this kind of immortal god shadow demon, you can only make a tangible ornament, which is useless.

Only the shadow demons in the temple are different.

In the human temple, he was familiar with the great achievements of countless human geniuses in his previous life, including those who are as fairies and saints.

Since it is a secret recipe for Feng Shui masters, of course, it is worthy of Zhuge Kongming, who has the Wuhou Bagua Formation, who is circulated in the world. He is as wise as a demon and uses troops like a god. He is no less than that of the immortals and gods. In his previous life, he was worshipped in the Confucian Temple and the Wu Temple, and now he is even more at the top of the human temple.

The most important thing is that immortals and gods are often made innately and cannot be copied.

And people can grow up later.

Once Zhuge Wuhou made it, although it might be only the eighth grade, he might even fall from the ninth grade because his master was just a ninth grade shadow puppet.

But as long as Zhuang Ke continues to improve, the shadow puppet demon will grow accordingly. How could the amazing potential of a person like Zhuge Wuhou who defies the heaven and changes his fate be lost to the immortals and gods?

"Oh..." Zhuang Ke said that Wu Hou's life was wonderful, and Ah Qing was terrified and kept marveling in a long voice.

Wang Wei was even more impressed with hearing the sound. His soul was rising and falling, and he was filled with incredible expressions, shocked, admired, and regretful...

Even a person like him was completely impressed when he heard about Zhuge Wuhou's life story.

Until the end Zhuang Ke said, "Wuhou was powerless to return to heaven, and the five-zhangyuan seven stars could not survive." Wang Wei felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes were already wet without realizing it.

"I made you laugh!" He said with a forced smile, "I really didn't expect that there was such a strange man in the world!

It really deserves to be: the talent of heaven and earth, the ability to reverse the universe, the unpredictable plan of gods and ghosts, and the ambition of heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, the way of heaven is vast and unstoppable, and finally the power to turn the sky is powerless.

Even so, he is still a person who stands tall and upright.

Compared with what he did, he turned the tide down and supported the building to collapse, and continued his life for the Han Dynasty for a hundred years. Wuhou Bagua Formation was passed down for thousands of years in the future!

I am less intelligent and shallow in virtue, and I just spread Feng Shui techniques into the world, which would have spent my life.

The difference between the two is really impossible to plot.

The brightness of the Haoyue in Wuhou, my life is just the light of fireflies!"

Speaking of this, he was full of sighs.

Then Wang Wei raised his head and solemnly asked Zhuang Ke, "If you use my secret recipe to reproduce such a character, it would be a great blessing for me, Wang Wei!"

After saying this, the strange aura of the surrounding Feng Shui has already faded silently. The Feng Shui King was deeply impressed, but he still had a last bit of surprise in his heart.

"How come I have never heard of such a person who is so powerful that I have never heard of in the world, history, and many records of immortal cultivation? What kind of mortal dynasty is the Han Dynasty? Could it be that you made up all of this?"

His eyes when he looked at Zhuang Ke changed, suspicious, surprised, and unbelievable...

"Of course not..." Zhuang Ke's lips opened slightly, and he was ready to shake his head, but the words came to a pause, and then it turned into, "Guess?"

"I guess?" Wang Qi's mouth twitched, "If I can guess, I have to ask you?"

"Well!" He smiled relievedly, looked at Zhuang Ke with a faint look of admiration, "No matter whether this character exists or is created by yourself.

If it is the latter, then I have really underestimated you before.

It is possible to construct such a grand story as the Three Kingdoms and create many wonderful group images. There are few people in today's world that have your creativity.

The shadow puppet lineage has always been incompletely inherited and has a low culture, so it has been difficult to create high-quality shadow puppets.

Now I have a premonition that the shadow puppet lineage may be carried forward in your hands, and one day it is unknown whether it is inferior to the orthodox of the three religions."

Wang Wei was generous with praise, but Zhuang Ke was calm.

Because he knew that even if he had accumulated a past life, he was truly unique, but things were done by humans and had to be done step by step before they could finally be realized. Just thinking about it is useless.

Seeing that he was so sad and happy, Wang Feng couldn't help but appreciate it. He looked up at the vast sky. The last trace of obsession in his pupils disappeared silently, as if he had reached a reconciliation with himself and the world, leaving only a piece of purity as if he was a boy.

He smiled relievedly.

“This world...is really worth waiting for!

I am lucky to die and meet you!

Please let me know what happened next!"

Countless fluorescent lights emanated from his soul body, and flew towards the night sky like a butterfly.

The final nihilism came, and Wang Fu's face was full of lust. He turned around and walked towards the void, his voice faded, and his body was illusory.

"Wait!" Zhuang Ke suddenly spoke.

"People in the world say that the Feng Shui King's treasure contains countless secret treasures on earth, which is one of the most amazing things in the world.

So is this treasure real or is it you deliberately doing it to spread your secret technique of finding dragons in the world!”

He asked a question that had been in his heart for a long time.

Wang Wei paused slightly, then smiled, and blinked at Zhuang Ke jokingly, "Are you guessing?"

After returning the original words, he finally let out his last breath of depression and felt extremely happy in his body and mind. He waved his hands behind and said farewell silently. His soul and body shaking in place, dissipating invisible, and completely transformed into the wind.

Zhuang Ke bowed silently.

A teacher is to preach, receive knowledge and resolve doubts.

For Zhuang Ke, Wang Wei may be the first teacher in his life to truly teach the way of practice.

This teacher is a bit too unkind!

I guess?

I guess it's a damn!

Zhuang Ke smiled bitterly.

In the end, I still didn’t understand the secret of Feng Shui King’s treasure!

This is really something you can bear!

...

The vision of the painted ancient scroll ended and was frozen on the Taoist robe holding a compass and overlooking the earth dragon.

"Let's start!"

Zhuang Ke slowly closed his eyes and began to conceive the image of Wuhou.

This matter requires meditation, and Ah Qing left quietly.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the fog dissipated silently, and a handsome figure with a feather fan and Lun Scarf walked out, full of energy.

This is not over yet, and another group of figures came out, each of which was him, not him!

Some people wear short clothes and farm in Nanyang, and do not use hidden dragons.

There are solemn countermeasures, and they are in line with confidence and are full of courage.

There is a feather fan and a scarf, and the red cirque is gone as it is chatting and laughing.

He is old and old, raining all over his body, and it is extremely desolate.

There are five zhangyuan, seven stars extend their lives and are unable to return to the sky.

...

The life of Wuhou was revealed in Zhuang Ke's memories.

brush!

Zhuang Ke's eyes suddenly opened, his hands were torn, and the skin was painted in his hand, and then he kept making it.

Rush rust...

The knife was quickly drawn, and the lines were drawn... Wu Hou had not yet appeared, but at this moment, Zhuang Ke's heart was alive.

The eighth grade secret recipe, with great spirituality.

Zhuang Ke's every knife was so hard that beads of sweat came out of his forehead, but he tracing the knife and threading the needle... his hands did not dare to tremble at all, for fear of blaspheming the perfect image of an immortal and saint.

Once it is not beautiful, it is too late to regret.
To be continued...