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Chapter 415 Journey to the West

Damn, I finally broke through the vortex of the story. Seeing that the real big meal is right in front of me, it can't come now?

The key is that Su Wu really cannot come!

He only waited for a quarter of an hour, and the temporarily enhanced power was dissipated by burning the story information of the Ten Thousand Immortals, and he could naturally descend.

But, does he dare to do this?

If this is true, his own background was discovered by the immortals who were eyeing him. At that time, wouldn’t he tear him apart and swallow him?

Now you can be said to be walking on the edge of a cliff, as if you are facing an abyss. If you are not careful, you will die without a place to bury yourself.

"What to do?"

"If it really doesn't come, I will run away quickly."

Su Wuqi gritted his teeth.

And the other side

The Human Emperor hesitated for a few seconds and quickly came up with a solution.

He spread out the sacrificial text in his hand, held it respectfully on his forehead, and then recited it loudly:

"The rituals are slandered and recommended, the emperor and gods enjoy it, and the dances are raised, and ninety-years have passed. The emperor gave the great master, and the great family celebrated, and the sounds are boring, and the staff are surrounded by pens, and the sounds are boring. The gods and men are communicating, praise the emperor, and praise the emperor, and praise the good fortune. How can they be worthy of poverty, and be strong and thick, and the priests have been for a long time, and the weak ministers bow their heads and bow their heads, and be filled with grace."

The Human Emperor recited it word by word, and even saw sweat on his forehead.

It seems very nervous.

As he finished reading, an invisible force seemed to be condensed in the entire Chang'an City. Then this force acted in the sacrificial text, allowing it to burst out with infinite light in an instant.

The culture of sacrifice is a stream of light that appears directly in the hands of the fairy statue that is one head taller than the sacrificial platform.

Then

An unpredictable force soared into the sky.

In the dark, it is linked to Su Wu's original body.

"This is......"

Su Wu frowned, and after a moment, he understood the mystery.

The fairy statue was originally carved from extremely precious white marble, and it was the best body he came to see.

The sacrificial text is equivalent to the recognition of the entire Tang Dynasty for him. The humanitarian center will naturally not stop him. As long as he accepts the sacrificial text, his own power will not pollute and assimilate the surrounding things as long as he does not deliberately.

This is actually similar to the previous plan.

But, it was changed only!

The Human Emperor changed the text of sacrifice.

His roughly means: to tell the heaven that the various procedures of the Ming Dynasty ritual have been completed, and humbly praise the emperor's power and grace, and to invite the emperor to come, etc.

This sacrificial text should have been used to pray to heaven or pray to God.

And in this world, the only one who can be called God... is the supreme person above the nine heavens.

It can be said that it has passed a little bit.

But by chance, the Emperor changed the word "God" in the sacrificial text to the emperor's lord.

"I am also the Emperor's Lord!"

"So, this sacrificial text is nothing to use for me."

"After all, we are the supreme earth immortal, although it is temporary."

Su Wu muttered.

At this moment, he can't care so much.

Following the insensation, along the original fairy spirit aura, the entire body suddenly descended into the fairy statue.

Next moment!

Boom!

The huge Chang'an City seemed to have a slight vibration.

Then, the boundless story information began to gather towards the fairy statue.

Purple clouds all over the sky

The fiery red luster, combined with the frost that lasts thousands of miles, is particularly eye-catching.

At the same time, the surging air soared into the sky.

Thunder of thousands of thunder gathers in the void.

final

Tick

Tick

The first rain in Jingzhe finally fell.

But as the rain fell, everyone found that everything was blooming, and all the plants in Chang'an City blossomed and bear fruit, and instantly filled with fruitful fruits.

The dead old trees have also regained their vitality and sprouted their branches.

In the moat, the fish that had just died tumbling for a few times and were full of vitality again.

Some people are sick, soaked in the rain, and they are completely recovered.

Some people broke their arms, and the broken arms began to itch, and they saw bones and flesh growing little by little, making people cry without any joy.

Countless people crawled on the ground, chanting the title of Emperor Kongjie, and at this moment, they became particularly pious.

In the shadow of darkness, there was also an evil aura, which roared painfully, and under the rain, it turned into a ball of black aura, which was annihilated from ashes.

There are also demons, who are full of bloodthirsty and killing eyes, but at this moment, they woke up a little and looked around in astonishment, as if they had just understood that they were the real ones at this moment.

washing

bless

life

vitality

recovery

It seems that all the beauty is condensed in this raindrop.

At this moment, even the world seemed to be absorbing and nourishing the long-dried divine body.

And that's at this moment

The huge statue of fairy spirit slowly moved under the gaze of many immortals and gods, and under the expectations of the people of Chang'an.

He tightened his left hand slightly and held the sacrificial text into his huge palm. When he opened it, there was no sacrificial text on his palm. Instead, it was an illusory book in black and white.

Looking vaguely, there seemed to be a few large gilded characters.

That seems to be... Traveling the West... Record?

Once this book appears, it is like the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, containing endless mysteries, the center of the world, the source of chaos, the root of rules, and the end of all things.

All the eyes of existence were attracted by the book at this moment.

Even the Nine Heavens Supreme is no exception.

"What's this?"

"It feels so mysterious."

"Is it because he is the secret of becoming a local immortal?"

This is an ordinary immortal god.

"Journey to the West? Why do you have a bad premonition?"

This is the Buddha of Tathagata.

"Is it possible? It's related to the sharing of food from the twelve kings of natural disasters he recorded? It's about the sacrifice in the mythical era that year..."

This is the supreme.

"Journey to the West...how could this happen? Why am I uneasy? Ginseng Fruit Tree, will that book be related to you?"

This is Zhen Yuanzi.

"It's strange, why is it a little similar to the adults' plan name?"

These are those beings hidden in the darkness.

At this moment, as the book appears, on the stairs of the 9999th stairs, the story about the Emperor Kongjie was engraved on the steps of the 999th till the sky, and it suddenly arose, turning into a storm of words, gathering towards the book.

Then, the huge fairy statue slowly placed his hand on the head of the Human Emperor. The book was like a trickle of water under everyone's gaze.

"There is a god in the West, and empty space is a catastrophe, which is the master of the catastrophe...Ninety-nine is the extreme, so: there are eighty-one catastrophes... to overcome the catastrophe and obtain the true scriptures of martial arts..."

"Disaster is coming, and only by obtaining the true scriptures can we overcome the catastrophe of heaven and earth."

"So that's it, so I need to send people to travel west before the disaster comes and the sky collapses and the earth breaks, to obtain the true scriptures of martial arts... This is the method of gathering the supreme immortal dynasty, creating the way for warriors, and opening up peace for all ages!"

The human emperor's eyes lit up like never before.

At this moment, he remembered three words in his mind: Journey to the West!

The following records: On the day, Emperor Kongjie visited Chang'an and preached the supreme Dharma. His journey to the West kicked off.

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Chapter completed!
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