Thousands of Hearts

"That is to say... I am now being targeted by two major forces again?"

Wang Yiyang has always felt that he is a bold person. Unfortunately, compared with this new identity this time, he was still a little stunned.

This man is just a pinnacle saint, yet he dared to offend the two most holy forces.

Moreover, Kunwu City is not simply a holy force...

After digesting it, Wang Yiyang opened his palm with his backhand, and a beautiful small mirror like a makeup mirror suddenly appeared on it.

This is what the double heart mirror looks like in disguise.

It is also one of the holy treasures of Kunwu City. It has the terrifying ability to connect the virtual and the real similar to the eternal silk thread.

Of course, this ability is much stronger than the eternal silk thread.

This kind of connection is not simply a link, but also includes control.

It is a magic weapon that can control the virtual reality of a universe.

"This time the new identity is powerful...but the trouble is even greater..." Wang Yiyang sighed in his heart. "However, even if the chasing soldiers in Kunwu City have the most holy, if they face the prehistoric holy Hongjun, they should not be their opponents."

"Among the holy ones, a holy man in his own universe can exert a power far beyond the imagination of other saints. That is the full power of the real high-level universe.

So even if there are a few more holy people, they shouldn't be Hongjun's opponent. "

So generally speaking, the most holy rarely go out of their own universe.

Wang Yiyang was glad that he chose Honghuang as his hiding place at the beginning.

Otherwise, at this time, he might have already started looking for a way to hide.

Back then, when the prehistoric saints didn't care, it was okay for him to sneak in.

But now, Zixiao Palace has extremely strict control over the surrounding laws because of the previous attacks by foreign gods.

If he hadn't been integrated for a long time, he might have been discovered by now.

Now those lucky ones who got his system have been completely fused into his offspring.

Even if it is a sage search, don't even think about finding traces of the system's existence.

"It's okay, it's okay..." After carefully comparing and evaluating the possible maximum strength of the chasing soldiers, Wang Yiyang slowly felt relieved.

Even if it is Kunwu City, it is impossible to send out too strong a lineup, at most one or two Holy Spirits will be enough.

After all, although they are strong, there are many Chaos Demon Gods who need to be suppressed.

"The current situation will certainly be able to withstand it, but we should first prepare for internal investigations in the wild." Wang Yiyang had a clear mind and put away the double-heart mirror in his hand.

With this new identity, she accidentally obtained a holy treasure.

Although he doesn't know how to use it yet, since it is a magic weapon that can connect the virtual and the real...

So...

"What is the most important thing in fiction?"

Wang Yiyang seemed to realize something, and at the same time, from Xiao Yu's memory, he also understood why this rebel from Kunwu City chose to steal this magic weapon alone.

Because the double heart mirror has the biggest and most important role.

In fact, it is to turn the virtual into reality, to materialize the law, so that the saint can face the law of the void and the law of the universe.

This is the top magic weapon that can quickly assist the growth of a saint.

Wang Yiyang's heart moved, and he merged the double-heart mirror into Yuanshen again.

Soon, he slowly used the effect of this magic weapon.

Suddenly, he was sitting in the teahouse, surrounded by everything.

People, tables and chairs, walls, air, and even space, individual change time, and the basic connection law of all things.

All turned into countless colorful lines and dots.

Everything decomposes and divides, and in his eyes, there is no longer any external appearance.

Yes, only the numbers and theories contained in it.

Numbers and reason are the so-called laws.

Just looking at it like this, Wang Yiyang felt that his understanding of the law of the void had grown considerably.

He got up, walked slowly to the window, and looked up at the sky.

The sky is composed of countless white and blue lines and points, which belong to the law of the sky. Among them, there are also different composition principles of the Nine Heavens, as well as the existence principles of the Zixiao Palace in the outermost sky.

It's just that the location of Zixiao Palace contains too many lines and points. From a distance, it looks like a huge complex ball of threads, and there is no end to it.

Without a head, it is unreasonable.

When Wang Yiyang looked at it, he felt dizzy, and the consumption of Yuanshen increased sharply.

He now has the ability to see the law directly, but he can't comprehend it completely quickly.

Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at the earth again.

There are also countless black and gray lines and points in the ground, weaving into a thick giant net that is layered on top of each other.

In the giant net, there are also countless light spots floating and flashing, looming.

"This is much easier to comprehend than the law of the sky."

Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat.

"If I understand the law of the wilderness more, and simply pretend to be a newborn saint of the wilderness, maybe..."

He still remembers the ending when he was besieged and killed, and the teacher was forced to blew himself up.

In order to meet the teacher's recovery, he had to make more preparations.

If it was before, he hadn't been so sure. After all, it would be too difficult for him to comprehend the laws of an unfamiliar universe from scratch.

But now with the magic weapon of double heart mirror, the time for him to comprehend can be greatly shortened.

And it is still hundreds of thousands of years before the teacher Chao Yuehong wakes up, the time is still very, very long...

It is entirely possible for him to do this.

"Then... you can give it a try."

After making up his mind, Wang Yiyang smiled slightly, checked out and left the teahouse, and walked away on the snowy street.

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Heaven outside the sky.

Zixiao Palace.

The left side of Zhunti's face was swollen, and he was sitting on the futon.

Jie Yin showed a bitter expression, and one arm disappeared.

Yuan Shi held his head high, but the whisk in his hand was missing.

The only ones who are intact are Nuwa and Tongtian, and the sage of Taiqing who has never had a sense of existence.

"Teacher, now the Wanxu Palace that came from nowhere has been repulsed, I think you promised me to wait..." Zhunti couldn't help asking.

For the rise and prosperity of the Western religion, he has worked hard enough.

"During this period of time, for some unknown reason, the forces of the Outer Gods continued to attack one after another. They all came to find their own important candidates. It's quite a coincidence."

Yuanshi Tianzun said in a deep and powerful voice, "Fortunately, the incoming attacks are not troublesome. You can dismiss them as you like."

He said that he is still able to handle it, and this trouble is easy for him. It's just that the missing whisk is a bit unconvincing.

"Teacher, I'm a little worried." Nuwa frowned slightly and said softly. "Xingji Palace, Wanxu Palace, why don't other universes look for it, but insist on catching me? This is unreasonable."

"Nuwa didn't know. Before that, Xingji Palace and Wanxu Palace had searched all the middle and lower universes around them. Only us and a few upper universes were left." Yuanshi Tianzun explained.

"If that's the case, I've made a mistake." Nu Wa nodded clearly. "But why do they stare at me, Hong Huang, instead of looking for the other upper universes? What's the reason?"

She always felt that there must be a reason for those two forces to stare at Honghuang with such force.

"Sage Nuwa suspects that we really got mixed up with those outer gods who are being tracked down by the outer gods?" Zhun raised his voice.

"I also have doubts." Jieyin nodded in agreement, "If there were other options, Xingji Palace and Wanxu Palace would not have to cross such a long distance, and they would have to fight me when they were weak. Therefore, I suggest Thoroughly investigate the interior one or two to make sure whether there is really trouble hidden in the universe."

"This statement makes sense." Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, "But now there are 123,000 daughter bodies in the universe, and you should check it out."

"Follow the teacher's decree!"

The saints bowed quickly.

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Under the decree of the Supreme Zixiao Palace.

The 123,000 prehistoric sub-universes simultaneously started a large number of self-examination operations.

First of all, all the disciples who have more than three generations of innocence are selected and excluded.

Then, for the rest of the disciples, there were disciples from the three sides of the teaching, Buddhism and human religion, holding the magic tools bestowed by the saints, and reviewed them one by one.

Among them, among Wang Yiyang's lurking descendants, Zhong Wanqiu, who has the highest status, is also among them.

Zhong Wanqiu, the daughter of Zhong Hao, her family has been innocent hunters and merchants for three generations, and there are traces in the local universe.

Although he himself is in the sub-body universe, his aptitude is against the sky, and he is a natural Taoist body.

Due to the different speed of time, Zhong Wanqiu is now nineteen years old, and was accepted as the last closed disciple by the suzerain of the Liefa sect of the teaching branch.

When the decree of the Zixiao Palace came down, people were selected layer by layer, and it was already several years later when this prehistoric descendant came.

As the saying goes, one day in the sky, one year in the ground, that is what it means.

At this time, in the Liefa sect.

On the entire Zongmen resident surrounded by the sea, groups of white-clothed monks flew from a distance with their feet on the sword light, and slowly landed.

Among the snow-white buildings of the Zongmen, on a large open space, tens of thousands of disciples and monks have gathered.

Around the open space, there are also huge green lotus leaves like tall buildings, covering the scorching sun and covering a large shadow.

Zhong Wanqiu was wearing tight-fitting leather armor, with picturesque eyebrows, long black hair tied high and tied into a high ponytail at the back, and her slim and hot figure always attracted the attention of the sect disciples who approached her.

Unfortunately, as the suzerain's ninth closed disciple, only the other eight closed disciples are qualified to have an equal dialogue with her.

What's more, Zhong Wanqiu's own aptitude is against the sky, and now she has only practiced for a few years, and she has already stepped into the realm of Jindan. The speed is so fast that it is jaw-dropping.

Just after the crowd gathered almost.

Soon, a white cloud condensed out of thin air above the Zongmen's residence, and the cloud solidified into an old man with white beard and hair, overlooking everyone.

"By the order of the immortal, the screening of qualifications will begin now."

The old man is the master of the sect, that is, Zhong Wanqiu and other nine core masters.

As for the review process, in order not to startle the snake, it was naturally in the name of selecting outstanding qualified disciples.

Therefore, all the disciples present were apprehensive and hopeful.

Many disciples are already imagining that after they are selected, they may also be qualified to contact those Qingli fairies in the sect.

Zhong Wanqiu is also one of the fifth best Taoist couples in the sect.

His heroic temperament, strong cultivation aptitude, and beautiful, cool and bumpy figure deeply attract many males whose hormones cannot be controlled by themselves.

What they didn't know was that the goddess Zhong Wanqiu at this time was unusually calm at first, but after she noticed a trace of strangeness and abnormality in the cloud.

A faint vigilance rose in her heart.

Because the cloud-condensed old man's face, on the surface, looks like the suzerain master.

But in fact, Zhong Wanqiu, no, or Wang Yiyang, has already sensed that the inside of the cloud is basically a sub-body and primordial spirit separated by a sage.

Saints also have the ability to split into thousands, but they can't split too many for a long time.

At this time, the person who came to review seemed to be Yuanshi Tianzun's distraction.