“Five-star?”

An Qisheng was shocked, but at this time, he finally caught a little.

Five-star rating?

What does this star mean?

Who gave the star rating?

If you remember correctly, the royal sword he forged seems to be only one star, and it is the eight royal swords combined.

[The origin of the star rating is too old and is unknown. Or, you can find the fragments of other roads to know]

[The owner of the picture has not asked, so it has not been displayed]

Daoyitu responded.

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

This picture may be too broken and dull, not as smart as the King Quan Sword. Any information must be asked to be obtained. If you don’t ask, there will never be a reminder.

Just like this star division, he had already glanced at it in a stunning way when he had just obtained the Taoist map.

But I didn't care at that time.

Later, after entering the Jiufu Realm, I never used the Taoist map to see other star-rated ones.

At this point, it seems that the star rating standard is too high.

Taking the King Quan Sword as an example, the King Quan Sword was accomplished by the practice of the King Quan Taoist Jiazi. The eight handles can kill the heavenly beings. It is not just like the godly weapons of the heavenly beings, but it is just close to the heavenly beings.

If so, should the gods be one star?

"What is the difference between this star rating? Combat power? Or what?"

An Qisheng's doubts were deeper.

Different worlds have completely different practice systems and different combat power performances. In theory, it is impossible to divide equal signs.

【Daoji】

The Taoist map shines brightly, and the text changes again:

[Those who build the foundation of Tao are also one star without a hand. If there is no foundation of Tao, moving mountains and filling seas will not be one star]

Listening to the response given by Dao Yitu, An Qisheng still frowned.

The word Daoji contains too many meanings.

Is it a hundred days to build the foundation?

Return to the innate nature?

Or to understand the mind and see the nature?

Or, all included?

After knowing the star rating, An Qisheng checked himself through the Daoyi Picture:

【An Qisheng (Master of Tao Yitu)】

【Life dynasty: 24495 (Xuanxing)】

[Speciality: Da Meng Qianqiu (one-star magical technique) Tai Chi Sanzhe (one-star Taoist martial arts) Tai Chi Taoist body Twenty-four body gods (one-star Taoist martial arts)....]

[Treasure: King's Sword (one eighth)]

【The track of this life: Unpredictable】

【Dao Power: 630,000 Points】

[Evaluation: Five Qis are facing the Yuan Dynasty, Three Flowers gather on the top, and the Tao base is cast, one-star rating]

As An Qisheng expected, he himself did not cross the category of one-star.

Then he looked at the evil Taoist lying on the corpse. This great master who has been cast as a soul for many years was only one star in Yu Daoyitu's evaluation.

As for the yellow dog, it is naturally not up to the evaluation criteria.

An Qisheng closed his eyes and silently recited his names in his heart. He put everyone who came to this world and investigated them into the star system one by one.

But I found that this star rating really has nothing to do with combat power, and the evaluation criteria are very strange.

Unfortunately, perhaps because the Daoyitu is too broken, its classification of star ratings is also very scattered, and the information is very fragmented.

I don’t even know whether the end of this star is ten stars, hundreds of stars, or more...

If you want to know more, maybe you can only find other fragments of Daoyitu.

But, that piece of fragment of the Emperor Heaven Realm.

If what he expected was not bad, I was afraid that it would be the "life and death book" that the King of the Netherworld had to hold on to the samsara of life and death.

Although the Netherworld Lord was not here at this time, it was probably not easy to get it...

Huh ~

An Qisheng tried it one by one for a long time, and until the sky gradually brightened, he slowly opened his eyes.

The morning light breaks through the dawn and the sun rises.

Not far away, dozens of villagers were supporting the old village official, walking in a complicated way.

The yellow dog lay lazily on the ground, occasionally glanced at the evil Taoist like a bone, and his saliva flowed.

"Thank you, Master, for helping us get rid of this demon!"

A group of villagers came near, knelt down to the ground and kowtowed continuously.

The yellow dog looked at the villagers with disdain, lowered his head and licked his claws.

One beg,

Two worships,

Three bows,

......

The villagers were dizzy when they kowtowed, but An Qisheng still didn't say anything.

It was still the same old village, I couldn't stand it, so I spoke respectfully:

"Master, I am here to beg the Taoist priest for something, but this matter is a bit rude..."

An Qisheng's eyes were faint, and he looked at the thoughts of these villagers as if he was watching the fire. Hearing this, he said lightly:

"Since you know that it is rude, you don't have to say it."

Uh ~

The old village's skin froze and suddenly fell to the ground and cried:

"Master Taoist, you are an immortal, you are a noble immortal, we are just an ant in the ground. Please help us, help us..."

When he cried, all the other villagers started to cry.

Most of the people who came here were village women, and they were about to cry at this time. That was really no less than howling ghosts and wolves. A tiger in the distance was so scared that he fled in a panic.

But An Qisheng was still unmoved, but his eyes became more and more cold.

Finally someone couldn't help it, and a village woman suddenly stood up and cried to An Qisheng:

"You! You killed the mountain god, you, you must help us!"

The other villagers also started to shout, as if An Qisheng's silence gave them confidence, and even forgot that the "mountain god" they had always worshipped was captured by this white-clothed Taoist.

Roar ~

The yellow dog couldn't help but growl.

The roar, like a muffled thunder, suddenly scared the villagers, and fell to the ground one by one, and became a mess.

After a while, the old village just stood up with the help of the villagers.

He glanced at the cracked white skeleton and burst into tears:

"Master Taoist, we have lived here for a long time and no longer have the ability to survive outside. If you kill the God of Killing, you will kill us! If you don't help us, we will die sooner or later.

Instead of being eaten by wild animals and starved to death, you might as well kill two thousand people in our Yinwu Village now!"

"You kill us all!"

"Kill it!"

"At the same time, we will die sooner or later!"

The other villagers cried, screamed, shouted, and were in a mess.

An Qisheng watched coldly until these people cried and their voices became hoarse and their voices became low.

Then he slowly made a sound.

Only one word:
Chapter completed!