The green vital energy has gathered into a physical mist shape. It has slowly covered the dome of the temple, echoing the formation of the gathering of vital energy on the ground of the temple. Kong Zhuo's body is hung in the air, sitting cross-legged, and his whole body is covered in this green vital energy. The abundant vital energy rushed into his body from the spiritual orifices of his body, parading among the eight extraordinary meridians, Kong Zhuo condensed his energy and calmed his spirit. According to the Golden Crow Divine Art, he slowly activated these crazy vital energy and began to completely refine them into the sun truth.

Fire, under the urging of the magic technique, was flashing bright red light in Kong Zhuo's body. Gradually, thin flames began to appear all over his body. In just a blink of an eye, the flames scattered his whole body tightly. The flames became more and more prosperous, and the color gradually changed from the original red to the golden red. In the end, Kong Zhuo's figure in the temple room was completely gone, but a fireball like a small sun was hanging in the air...

The fireball burned for more than three hours, gradually faded, showing Kong Zhuo's figure.

The green vital energy continued to hang down from the dome of the temple, and Kong Zhuo was caught in it. However, at this time, no trace of vital energy could enter Kong Zhuo's body.

Enough, enough.

In just three hours, Kong Zhuo was already full. It can be said that he was extremely full. After the witchcraft strengthened to the extreme, his body was unable to satisfy and accommodate the almost crazy sun fire and witch power for a while.

Kong Zhuo sat quietly in the air. The black robe transformed by the witch power showed a golden red light, a trace of silk, a wisp, and an extremely mysterious heat wrapped around his body, invisible and intangible. But he could feel it clearly.

In the body, the witch power and the sun's true energy transformed each other rapidly with his intention, without any sense of loss or stagnation.

However, there was no joy on Kong Zhuo's noodles with such results.

In his chest, an extremely huge, extremely brilliant, extremely complex, mysterious and distant divine character has been formed. Kong Zhuo didn't even know how his divine character was formed and what was the process of his formation.

But when he used the Golden Crow Divine Art over and over again, the divine character naturally formed. It seemed to exist in Kong Zhuo's chest from the beginning, but Kong Zhuo had never discovered it.

This thought surprised Kong Zhuo inexplicably. His mind gently sank into the divine character. Putting aside the extremely familiar feeling, after the mind penetrated, it was an extremely strange world.

In the extremely huge space, there seemed to be no boundaries and no worries. Here, he turned into a three-legged crow with golden divine light flashing all over his body, but it was similar to the picture on the first page of the "Golden Crow Divine Art", flying and wandering between heaven and earth. The rich vitality between heaven and earth naturally gathered around him. A huge fireball formed from the east of the sky to the west of the sky. Along the way, the vitality formed the earth fireball emitted light and heat to the entire earth, illuminating the earth, like the sun in the sky.

etc?!

Kong Zhuo's mind condensed. He wasn't it like the sun, so wasn't it the sun?

A strange feeling came from his heart, as if his thoughts touched something that should not be touched. His soul trembled and, along with it, his heart began to be beating violently.

Just when he was surprised, a sudden cold breath rose from the bottom of his heart, and all the sweat hairs behind him exploded. A golden light shot up from the ground. Before he could react, the golden light was pressing in front of him. At this time, Kong Zhuo saw clearly that it was a long gold arrow. Kong Zhuo wanted to avoid it, but for some reason, his whole body stiffened at this time and could no longer move. The only thing that could be cast was to watch the arrow penetrate the flames straight through the body, piercing into the chest, and hitting the divine figure in his chest.

"boom"

"Uh"

Kong Zhuo screamed wildly, his body could no longer help tremble, and his mind suddenly bounced out of the divine character. Only then did he realize that it seemed to be a dream, but even so, he was sweating all over, his throat was gasping for breath, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of fear and horror. "What's going on? Why did I see such things? Why did I have such a dream?!" The dark golden eyeballs were spinning straight, and he didn't think it was just an ordinary dream. A practitioner of his strength had already been extremely firm in his mind, like a rock, even in the lightning strike and thunder, the storm, it was absolutely impossible to be shocked by a dream. Moreover, how could he dream? Even if he had a dream, he was shocked like this, but why would he be so scared and angry in the depths of my heart?!

anger

The endless anger hidden deep in the heart by fear surged from the bottom of my heart as my mind gradually calmed down.

"Houyi—!!"

Unconsciously and subconsciously, Kong Zhuo spit out a name in his mouth, with no source or reason.

His face was filled with extreme hatred, and his tone was filled with resentment. Even if he poured out the water of the three rivers and shoveled the earth of the five mountains, he could not hide the destruction of the hatred burning in Kong Zhuo's heart.

Taking a deep breath, the Great Sun Glazed Golden Body Art in his body quickly started to operate, and began to completely suppress the endless hatred that emerged from his heart and the infinite murderous intent that emerged.

"I have never heard of such a drama after condensing the magical character!" Kong Zhuo's eyes narrowed, and his heart completely calmed down. Thinking about what had just happened, his mind was full of questions. Why is this happening?

Why did I become the sun?!

Why, someone cums me?

Who is Houyi?

Houyi!

When this name floated in his heart again, the hatred that was suppressed inevitably rose again. Although he searched his memory and still could not find the impression of this man named Houyi, this hatred seemed to be his innate. There was no way to completely extract it and eliminate it. This is the root of the root and the poison of hatred deep in his soul.

"Is this the legendary inner demon? But I am practicing the witchcraft. Not to mention the inner demon, even the demons outside the realm will not come to me, let alone the ancient divine array under my feet to protect me. Damn, what's going on?"

This strange thing that happened suddenly made Kong Zhuo confused, and just when he was puzzled, Chi Yantian came to knock on the door outside.

"Houyi"

Earth Immortal Realm, Us Tibetan Realm, Futu Mountain

This Futu Mountain is located slightly west of the Earth Immortal Realm. The scenery is extremely elegant. There are surging green waters under the stream and auspicious clouds in front of the cliff. It has always been a good place to practice.

On this day, after Kong Zhuo was sinking his mind into the new divine body in the temple, he accidentally shouted "Houyi" at the same time, and a fragrant cypress tree on the Futu Mountain almost at the same time.

"Houyi!"

The sound shook several miles away, and the monkeys holding flowers and offering fruits were shocked. The green phoenixes and colorful phoenixes cried in the sky. The mysterious cranes and pheasants gathered on the ground were panicked, and the birds and beasts were scattered. I dared not stand in front of the fragrant cypress tree.

On the fragrant cypress tree is a bird's nest. In the nest, there is a young monk. He is about sixteen or seventeen years old. He is handsome and has a jade-like face. If he looks like this, he is afraid that the whole woman who has gone to the mortal world will believe in Buddhism because of his smile and become a believer in Buddhism.

It's a pity that he is not laughing now.

A pair of beautiful eyes were wide open, hatred was revealed in their eyes, and the face was distorted, and a ray of extremely resentful look flashed, but for a moment, the expression became extremely surprised.

"What's going on? Why is this happening? Just now, what exactly involved my mind, and--!"

He slowly lowered his head, looked at the divine figure on his chest that was flashing with a gaze of eagerness, and his face was even more strange, "What was that just now? Am I crazy? Or am I dying, and even such an illusion came out!"

I just sat straight and opened my eyes, looking ahead without moving, as if I had just woken up from my sleep and was still a little uncomfortable with the real environment.

After a while, his face moved again and he said to himself, "No, it's completely wrong, it seems not an illusion!"

Speaking of this, he frowned slightly, slowly stretched out three fingers, and began to calculate. He saw his hand pinching there for a long time. The more he pinched the brows, the tighter the frown became. At the end, the two eyebrows were about to be tied together.

"This is impossible, it's just a small matter. How could the clues here extend so many things?!"

He muttered to himself softly, and suddenly, his brow moved, and his eyes showed ecstasy, "Is it impossible, I have been waiting for so many years, if that was true, it would have been long since long, no, no, and it is possible, to avoid that thing!"

His words come and go, and they are repeatedly, sometimes contradictory, sometimes chaotic, and no one can understand what he is saying.

However, looking at his appearance, he became more and more excited. He seemed to gradually confirm something. His body, who had been sitting in the nest for nearly a hundred years, moved, stood up from the nest, jumped off the tree, and walked back and forth. Finally, he stopped and his excited face gradually became solemn.

"Whether it is true or false, I need to confirm Fang Hao. However, since they dare to do this, that is, they have enough confidence to cover up the secrets of the world so that the old guy can't calculate it. If you want to confirm, you need to find another way!"

After thinking about this, he did not hesitate. He raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. The jade-like fingertips scratched his forehead, revealing a shallow hole. Then, a drop of golden blood floated out of the wound and slowly floated to him. The wound on his forehead had already healed completely, as if he had never been injured.

Staring at the drop of blood, he raised his hands. He formed complex seals in his chest, and the tracks of these seals were radiating golden light in the air, but they quickly wrapped the drop of blood in it. Then, his hand shook gently, and nine beast bones flew out of his big sleeves.

These nine beast bones are big and small, the size of the big fists, but the small ones are only as big as the fingernails of the thumb, and the shapes are different. Some are still neat, while others are missing one piece and broken a corner. The shape is so weird and weird that they are rotating around the silk-like seal made by the handsome monk just now. Like stars accompanying the moon. The monk's hand had already stroked his forehead, and his face, which was originally as beautiful as a jade, also became a little pale, as if he was too much effort. He was muttering words in his mouth, but no one could understand what he was saying.

Suddenly, he slapped his body, shouted lightly, "Open"!

With this light shout, the nine beast bones paused and crackled. They all fell on the ground. They bounced on the ground twice and stopped moving.

The seals and golden blood hung in the air suddenly melted together at this moment, turning into a golden mist, slowly dissipating in the air, and floating on the beast bones on the ground. At this time, the young monk let out a sigh of relief, as if he had completed some major mission, but his body slowly squatted down, staring at the nine beast bones on the ground with his eyes, and a finger slowly gestured between the beast bones.

Gradually, his fingers began to tremble slightly, and then the tremor extended from his fingers to his arms and finally spread throughout his body.

"This... this..., Lao Liu, Lao Liu, Lao Liu, Brother Liu...!" He murmured in his mouth. His face, which had just turned pale because of excessive force, was now filled with an extremely unhealthy flush. His whole body was filled with excitement. His sleeves were fingered on the ground, but he put away all nine beast bones, but his straight body had already stood up.

"Qingdi, Qingdi, hehe, if I kill Qingdi now, then wouldn't Sixth Brother have a chance to become the Qingdi?!" He murmured in his mouth, but his body swayed, but it had reached the top of the Wunun. The Wunun seemed like a bird, but in fact it was many times bigger than an ordinary bird's nest. It was piled up in a mess, some were ragged scriptures, some were broken stones, some were jerky meat, wine gourds, leftover steamed buns, and half of the fruits.

It was divided into several places, piled up in such a mess, and it was piled up high. I don’t know how many years it has not been sorted out. Now, he seemed to want to find an important thing quickly. He muttered softly while turning his mouth, "Strange, it was obviously placed here, why did it disappear? Could it be taken away by someone? No, no, except me, no one can use that thing. Even if it was taken away by someone, it would be a waste. Could it be to use it as a ghost painting talisman?!"

After rummaging through a pile of debris, he made the debris everywhere. He didn't find what he was looking for, so he put his target in another pile of debris without raising his head. After a while, he heard him shouting happily, "I found it, hehe, I finally found it-!" When he turned around, he held a very old thing in his hand, a manuscript, with five seal characters "Seven Arrows Book" faintly appearing on it.

After he got it in his hand, his expression became even more pleasant, "Well, okay!" He gently put the manuscript in the slightly cleaner place in the bird's nest, and then scratched his smooth head, "By the way, what is the name of the Qing Emperor? I remember what I know, why have I forgotten it for so many years? Let me think about it, let me think about it—, who is the person—

With a sudden shout, he turned his finger into a sword, swung backwards, and a sword energy shot out horizontally. However, this blow was useless. His wrist was firmly held by one hand at the same time. Before he could make any other moves, the pipa bone was already tightly held by the other hand. For a moment, his bones were as soft as numb as they were, but there was no more strength.

When he was shocked, he heard a voice behind him, "Don't move!"

Then, both hands were released at the same time, but the young monk did not dare to move around. He just turned around slowly and looked at the thin old man who appeared behind him at some point. His face was shocked, "Your Majesty Zhulong!"

"Tenth Prince, are you safe?!"

Zhulong smiled, stretched out his hand, gently took the "Nailed Seven Arrow Book" in his hand, took a look, raised the corner of his mouth, but threw him into the pile of debris, "The Qing Emperor cannot die now, even if he dies, he cannot die on this Nailed Seven Arrow Book. Xiao Shi, care will be in chaos. Are you evil?!"

Are you demonic?

The last five words exploded in the young monk's mind like thunder, but it was like Huang Zhong Dalu, which made him so excited that his mind was cleared.

"Xiao Shi was taught, Xiao Shi was reckless, please punish him!"

"There is no need to punish me. I came here just because I was afraid that you would have any abnormal movements when you noticed the clues!" Speaking of this, he looked at Xiao Shi, "Do you know, in order not to attract the old guy's attention, we old guys have tried our best. I don't want to alarm that old guy because of your momentary interest. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Xiao Shi understands it, but please send him!"

"You can't move yet!"

"But……!"

"If that kid had not condensed into a divine character so quickly and resonated with you, we would not have planned to reveal this to you at all!"

"Why?!"

"Why do I still need to say it?" Zhulong said, and his turbid gaze glanced at him, "You are just a decoration, but if you involve too much, the old guy can pull out the whole thing as long as you take you as the guide and don't need to do too much calculation. We have done so many things before we can do things to this point. You think it's easy!"

Lao Shi was stunned at first, then, as if he understood something, his face darkened, his glossy head lowered, and he looked dejected, "I understand, I won't interfere in this matter, and I will be careful and will not let the old guy see the clues!"

"It's not okay to see the clues, but we still need to attract his attention!" Zhulong said, "Although we old guys are very secretive, if we really calm down, we will inevitably see something wrong. Therefore, during this period, we must completely mix up the water. When you act according to the opportunity, everything will be done according to your original intention, and you will do it!"

"I know, let it go!"

Lao Shi's originally somewhat discouraged expression recovered again, and an excitement appeared in his eyes, "If!"

"Okay, don't mention that old thing again, and don't think of him anymore. Although I have some tricks, I can't guarantee that he won't notice it if I mention it too much!"

Lao Shi nodded quietly, and the excitement in his eyes gradually calmed down. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his original calmness as water and the ancient well was Wubo. Looking at Zhulong, he put his hands together, "Amitabha, I am a monk Wuchao, I have seen Zhulong God!" Zhulong smiled and nodded slightly. He sat in the bird's nest without hesitation. "Zen Master, I came this time, but I want to ask you for help!"
Chapter completed!