Thousands of Hearts

During these three hundred years, Su Xiaoxiao finally couldn't support herself, and escaped into reincarnation by herself.

Before he died, Wang Yiyang left a mark on her body, and after everything was exhausted, he went to find her and return.

As for the rest of the Wang family and the Su family, they don't have this kind of treatment.

Generation after generation is constantly changing, and gradually there are no familiar faces on the Star of Indulgence.

On the contrary, Wang Yiyang is more familiar with Tianmozong.

The mundane world gradually became less and less attractive to him.

Living in the prehistoric body, Wang Yiyang soon discovered that the fate of Tang Monk's journey to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures began to rotate.

Those monsters, gods and spirit beasts that have been weakened countless times, staged the same repertoire in this Hong Huangzi's body one after another.

After seeing clearly that this place is a prison, Wang Yiyang no longer paid as much attention to the plot as he did at the beginning, but increased the number of broadcasting systems.

The difference is that this time he not only scatter by himself, but also occasionally scatter to other prehistoric bodies.

In the blink of an eye, it was more than a hundred years later.

Finally, Wang Yiyang's sowing has paid off.

On the way to the west, several hooligans who were supposed to be beaten to death by Sun Dasheng with a stick retaliated on the spot.

On the Three Immortals Island of Jiejiao, a peerless monster was born, swallowing the sky and the earth, committing all kinds of evil, directly swallowing the eighty-one difficulties on the journey to the west into thirty-one difficulties...

The rest of the goblins were all killed by this one.

Above the Heavenly Palace, a female fairy accidentally broke a glazed cup, and she made a fuss out of a molehill, and was about to be sent to the mortal world.

This female fairy did not stop doing two things, angered from her heart, twisted off the head of the queen mother who was serving on the spot, and descended to the earth to become a demon, with arrogance soaring to the sky.

The fates that have never happened before are constantly being changed by Wang Yiyang's distribution system.

At this time, he also took advantage of the great changes in this prehistoric sub-body, and quietly sneaked into another prehistoric sub-body.

As long as this prehistoric child body breaks the established fate, it can be freed from Hongjun's control.

Wang Yiyang is not worried about being caught and discovered.

There are too many psionic seed systems he has sowed, under the condition of being separated by fate.

Combined with looting talent.

Even if the saint is face to face, he can't see his flaws.

In this way, he tossed and turned, and in the blink of an eye, more than six hundred years had passed...

Finally, the identity system task he was waiting for was completed.

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The prehistoric sub-body universe.

Wang Yiyang is holding a fortune-telling white sail, on which it is written that he knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, and that everything in the world can be counted without fail.

In the Datang Bazaar, he leisurely walked against the flow of people without rushing.

"Roasted tofu! Delicious roasted tofu!"

"Dried five-spice incense! Dried five-spice incense for five cents and one dollar, the family's secret recipe, with a strong aroma!"

"Give way, please make way, the front is blocked!"

"You won't move to the side!?"

"Cong'er, where are you, Cong'er?"

The market was in a mess, and all kinds of voices were noisy.

Wang Yiyang's face is like a baby, with a white beard on his chin, snow-white hair, fairy-like bones, and a peaceful appearance. At first glance, he has a good temperament and looks very good.

He walked for a while holding the white sail, and then sat down at the glutinous rice ball shop by the side of the road.

"Shopkeeper, have a sesame glutinous rice ball."

He yelled with a smile.

"Here we come! Senior Daoist, please wait a moment."

The boss is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a gray apron, with dark skin, and looks honest and responsible.

Wang Yiyang sat in his seat and looked at the passers-by cheerfully.

The prehistoric offspring he came to this time is basically the largest and most perfect one among all offspring.

Beside this sub-body is the real prehistoric body.

But now he doesn't plan to go there directly, the monitoring and strictness of Hong Huang's body is definitely far superior to that of Zi's body.

Now in the past, the possibility of exposure is very high.

So he still needs to prepare and wait.

"Guest officer, your glutinous rice balls are ready." Soon the shop owner brought the cooked sesame glutinous rice balls to Wang Yiyang.

The steaming hot glutinous rice balls, white and fat, reminded Wang Yiyang of the prehistoric sons he had just seen not long ago.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the soup first, the taste was light and refreshing.

Then scooped up another one with a spoon, and was about to take a bite.

Click!

All of a sudden, there was thunder in the sky, and it was clear that the sky was clear and cloudless a second ago, but in the blink of an eye, a large cloud of dark clouds gathered and floated over the entire Tang Dynasty.

The smile on Wang Yiyang's face froze for a moment.

He vaguely smelled the slightest familiar breath.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, Xingji Hall would really dare to rush in?"

Chen Bing was outside the Xingji Palace, but he was always just Chen Bing, and he didn't act rashly.

Especially after the investigation, it was found that the prehistoric universe was not easy to mess with, and this situation has been deadlocked.

Originally, Wang Yiyang thought that the stalemate would last at least a few hundred years. Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, Xingji Temple couldn't bear it anymore.

However, he shook his head slightly. Without the Holy Spirit, trying to subdue Hong Huang would be nothing but a dream.

Regarding Honghuang Hongjun's strength, he had absolute confidence in it over the years.

Even if the Holy Spirit comes and enters the universe, he will definitely not be the opponent of this Daoist lord.

Therefore, it is absolutely correct for him, Wang Yiyang, to evade his identity mission here.

He has confidence here.

It's nothing more than a Xingji Temple. That cheap father's hall master will never personally dispatch, he still needs to suppress the surrounding area.

With such a foundation, the ones that can really be dispatched are some peak holy positions.

Even an important existence like the Holy Spirit would not send a special dispatcher to find an ignorant son.

So Wang Yiyang felt that he could sit back and relax and take a good rest.

The sky was cloudy and rainy, and soon it began to rain.

Wang Yiyang sat under the shed, slowly finished eating the glutinous rice balls, paid the money, and stood up.

He could feel that this heavy rain was the impact of Hong Huang's main body fighting against the Saint of the Star Temple of the Outer God.

As for the result of the battle, as he expected, Xingji Temple retreated within thirty breaths.

Together with the rest of the diners, he stood under the shed and looked into the distance, admiring the rain scene, with a relaxed and uncomfortable expression.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yiyang finally arrived at the day he had been waiting for for a long time.

The identity mission of his previous identity finally arrived at this time, and it was declared over.

While huddling in the crowd, Wang Yiyang glanced at the data bar below his vision with peripheral vision.

‘Congratulations, the identity task is completed. '

‘Now start to randomly draw task rewards. '

'Reward drawing...'

After a few seconds, there was a swish.

‘Congratulations, you have obtained the cultivation base of Yuzizhuang. '

Only a short line.

But it was this line of words that made Wang Yiyang's originally peaceful expression slightly changed.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly controlled his state with all his strength.

And in the next second, a huge amount of terrifying energy, enough to instantly turn an ordinary creature into a quasi-sage, poured into his body.

This energy is like an abyss, boundless and unimaginably huge.

Wang Yiyang's whole body is fully opened, using the rules of control to speed up conditioning and suppress the twisted fluctuations of energy absorbed by him.

The whole life of the imperial son of the Xingji Palace can be called terrifying.

Although this person is only a low-level saint, he is also an outer god, and he has also swallowed and absorbed countless enemies of the Xingji Temple.

Therefore, according to Wang Yiyang's estimation, the identity and accumulated cultivation of this Yuzizhuang is at least three to five times that of his.

This huge energy, basically in an instant, quickly raised Wang Yiyang from an ordinary foreign god to the status of an old-fashioned foreign god who has accumulated for a long time.

Only one step away, you can cross the realm of the lower outer saints and enter the middle.

This is just a realm. If we talk about actual combat, Wang Yiyang had just been promoted before, and he had the heart to compare, knowing that he was not just a lower realm.

But at this moment, his cultivation base has been greatly improved, and his actual combat ability has been exaggerated. Just waiting for the practical test.

"This is the so-called turning of time?" Wang Yiyang stood under the shed, looking at Luoyang in the distance under the rain, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

He felt the turbulent cultivation in his body like countless river systems.

The royal son of Xingji Temple, the cultivation method, the cultivation base is mainly based on the collection, purification and accumulation of the power of stars.

This kind of energy strengthens the physical body very powerfully, just making up for Wang Yiyang's lack of physical strength.

Soon, he slowly came back to his senses and looked at the data column again.

Because he can't relax at this time, every time this moment comes, the identity system will send out new identity tasks in addition to developing rewards.

After Wang Yiyang calmed down, he looked carefully at the data bar.

Sure enough, the row-by-row data kept refreshing.

In a blink of an eye, the data brushing stopped.

‘You killed Zhang Yan, the prince of Nine Luck Wanxu Palace. You have defiled Situ Zhao, the deputy lord of the Nine Fortunes and Wanxu Palace, you are rampant and do all kinds of evil.

You let the word go out, saying that nothing has a master, and you are only using the Nine Luck Tyranny. '

‘You destroyed the Universe Thirteenth in the Wanxu Palace. '

‘You have robbed the Heavenly Tribulation Seal, the magic weapon of the highest town in Wanxu Palace. '

'You forced the Nine Luck Messenger to destroy his holy throne and return to reincarnation. '

'You seduced the envoys of the two worlds and started the war of chaos. '

'The war of chaos is over, you take advantage of the chaos and go deep into the void, trying to completely get rid of the pursuit of Wanxu Palace. '

‘But the current palace master Jietian sage vowed to reincarnate you from generation to generation as a beast, and you can’t live or die! '

"..." Wang Yiyang felt his liver ache just looking at this line of resume data.

But soon, new information appeared on the data bar again, which diverted his attention.

‘You are Void Demon Coriander. The ever-changing terrifying innate alien gods. One of the most heinous criminals in the void. At the same time, it is also the only enemy that the Nine Luck Wanxu Palace vows to completely destroy! '

‘Identity mission: The distant overlord of the void, Nine Luck Wanxu Palace, has suffered heavy losses because of you. A powerful pursuit team may arrive at any time.

Please find a way to escape and avoid the pursuit team. '

‘Mission Completion Reward: Randomly obtain one of the natural abilities of the Void Demon Identity. '

In addition, the following is a series of warnings and tips.

Wang Yiyang smiled slightly, he is as stable as an old dog now, and has the prehistoric universe as his endorsement.

This task of avoiding pursuit is simply a sub-question.

As long as the sage does not come out, the prehistoric is as stable as Mount Tai.

In his new identity memory, he also has a complete understanding of the power of the Holy Spirit.

"From this point of view, I can rely on the prehistoric universe to complete identity tasks quickly and obtain identity rewards." Wang Yiyang knew it in his heart.