Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 436: The death of Tianyi, the identity of the ancient Tianting emperor

"Whoosh—"

The wind boosted the fire, and the flames soared several times in an instant.

Zhou Shu and Cui Lin were dumbfounded.

What does this mean?

When someone cuts him with a knife, does he have to sharpen the knife for someone else?

Is this disgusting that I didn't die fast enough?

There are so many ways to deal with the flames, he actually chose to use the wind to blow out the flames!

How much water does it take to do this kind of thing?

Wind helps fire, don't you understand such a simple truth?

"Ah-"

Tian Ji let out a scream.

His body is a magic weapon, and the most feared thing is the flame.

Of course, ordinary flames can't hurt him at all

But the flame that Zhou Shu casted with his iron hand was an ordinary flame?

That's a fire dedicated to forging soldiers!

The most restrained is the magic weapon!

Originally, this flame might not cause too much damage to Tian Yu, but Tian Yu came with a divine assist.

Under the skyrocketing flames, Tian Qi suffered a lot of damage.

"Pavilion Master, today, isn't there a problem with your brain?"

Cui Lin spoke weakly.

"Maybe."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Before his memory was sealed, maybe his brain is broken."

Zhou Shu looked at Tian Yi wrapped in flames and said.

"Heaven, my brain is sick and needs to be cured."

"You are now ready to capture, I will spare you from death, and help you heal, what do you think?"

"If the surname is Zhou, I can't stand against you!"

Tian Qi roared.

It's just a small mistake, it's still a long way from wanting his life!

Above the sphere, a black hole-like vortex suddenly appeared and began to frantically devour flames.

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, took a step forward, pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the flame instantly changed into countless fire dragons, flying up and down to attack.

"The surname is Zhou?"

Cui Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Zhou Shu's back.

He believed that he had heard it right. When Tianyi called the pavilion master, the name was Zhou.

The name of the pavilion owner is obviously Wu Zongquan...

Cui Lin's heart roared, he knew that it was impossible for a master like Tian Yi to call him wrong.

Pavilion Master, he really has another identity!

Let's just say, how could an unknown soldier in a remote town suddenly possess the skill of casting soldiers that is unmatched in the world?

It seems that the biggest secret of the pavilion master is his identity!

But does it matter?

Not important!

No matter whether the pavilion owner is Wu Zongquan or Zhou, he is the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion.

The pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion is the person in front of him!

There has never been a moment when Cui Lin recognized the man in front of him as he does now.

From the moment he was on the verge of death, the pavilion master descended from the sky, and saved his life at any cost, Cui Lin knew that his life was already the pavilion owner's.

No matter who the pavilion owner is or who his enemy is, Cui Lin will stand firmly with the pavilion owner.

Even if it is an enemy of the Holy, Cui Lin will not hesitate!

"Boom—"

Cui Lin thought, and then he saw Zhou Shu slash on the ball with a sword.

Tian Qi's screams sounded, and the sword light was mixed in the fire dragon, falling on Tian Qi's body continuously.

The body of the gods of heaven has almost no power to destroy.

But almost none, not absolutely none.

If Tian Qi is a person, he has the current strength, Zhou Shu may need to spend more to deal with him.

But Tian Qi is a divine weapon spirit.

Zhou Shu is a professional in dealing with magic soldiers!

Every time he attacks, it happens to fall on the most vulnerable part of Tian Qi's body.

Tian Qi didn't feel anything at first, but as time went by, he found that his power was declining at a very fast speed.

In just a short while, Tian Qi felt that his power was reduced by a full 10% compared to his peak!

According to this situation, it won't be long before Tian Qi is no longer Zhou Shu's opponent.

After realizing this, Tian Yu was already a little panicked.

"How is that possible!"

Tian Ji roared, "How can you be so strong? That's not right! You shouldn't have this kind of power!"

"Destined, you shouldn't have this kind of power! You haven't even eaten the spiritual fruit, why do you have such power!"

Tian Ji was finally a little panicked.

Even if Zhou Shu said harsh words before, he didn't take it to heart.

What happened to the Soldier?

The number of soldiers he has killed in his life is not ten thousand but eight thousand.

The gap in strength is definitely not something that a mere magic soldier can make up for.

Besides, it's destiny!

These four words are the insurmountable moat!

"Destined?"

Zhou Shu sneered, "It seems that this destiny is destined, and it is not a certain thing."

"I'm already out of destiny, and I don't see what destiny has done to me!"

"Heaven, only cowards will admit the destiny! My destiny is mine, not God, no one can decide my Zhou Shu's fate, if anyone wants to do this, I will definitely bring them down!"

After Zhou Shu finished speaking, the light on his body skyrocketed again.

Tian Yi was terrified, and he finally realized that things were out of his own understanding, and he really might die here.

According to the destiny, I shouldn't die here, it should be Cui Lin who died here.

If Cui Lin didn't die, he died.

Will the Tiangong Pavilion fall apart?

In what direction will the situation develop in the future?

Holy, will you personally take action to bring things right?

Countless thoughts flashed through Tian Ji's mind. At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor Sword, with a monstrous flame, slashed heavily on Tian Ji's body.

"Crack—"

Above the sphere, which had been damaged by the flames for a long time, a crack that was visible to the naked eye finally appeared.

This sphere is the body of Tian Qi.

If the sphere is damaged, it is a serious injury.

With a flash of light, Tian Qi once again transformed into a human figure.

A shocking wound appeared on his chest.

The wound, bleeding continuously, was difficult to heal.

He looked at Zhou Shu and gave up his resistance completely.

"Zhou Shu, I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to how far you can go."

A smile suddenly appeared on Tian Yu's face, looking at Zhou Shu and said, "If you can survive, then we will see you in the next reincarnation."

"If you die, then we will see you in the next reincarnation."

After Tian Qi finished speaking, she spread her arms.

At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Sword in Zhou Shu's hand had been cut out again.

"Boom—"

With a loud noise, the Heavenly Emperor Sword, with boundless power, slashed at Tianyi's body.

The smile on Tian Qi's face was even brighter, as if relieved.

"I am waiting for you."

"Crack—"

The sound of ceramic shattering sounded, and I saw countless cracks appear on Tian Ji's body in an instant.

Then his body began to shatter.

Within a few breaths, his body turned into countless tiny fragments, completely dissipating in the air.

[The Heavenly Emperor Sword you forged was successfully killed, rewarding the power of the true source! ]

A barrage flashed past, and Zhou Shu felt that the power of the true source in his body surged again.

But there was no joy in his face.

To be honest, until the last moment, he didn't really want to kill Tian Qi.

In the future he saw, Tian Yu did kill Cui Lin, but in the end, Tian Yu also tried to protect the human race in the ancestral land, and was killed by Zhan himself.

He is a very complicated being.

If possible, Zhou Shu actually wanted to keep him alive.

But there is no way to do it. Once he and Tian Qi's cultivation are in a life-and-death struggle, if either side stays, it will be courting death.

"Cui Lin should have died, but now he is not dead, Tian Qi should not have died, but now he is dead."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself, "Now, has the trajectory of history changed?"

To be honest, he doesn't know.

Even if these changes, the things at the Spirit Fruit Banquet do not change, and the future will not change.

If he can't fight against the sacred, then the Tiangong Pavilion will still fall apart, the ancestral land will perish, and he will still spend his life in endless regrets.

So, he can't relax until he defeats the Divine.

"What do you mean when you say that before you die?"

Zhou Shu frowned.

What Tian Ji said before his death is very puzzling.

I am dead, see you in the next reincarnation, and I am alive, and see you in the next reincarnation.

What is the next reincarnation?

Tian Qi is a divine weapon spirit, and the human spirit disappears, and he has no afterlife.

How can there be reincarnation?

"Hey, I seem to know something."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "It's a pity that I didn't ask him, why are those holy people targeting me like this."

"It stands to reason that even if I came from the ancestral land and strayed into the big world from a small world, it would not cause such a big fear of the sacred."

Zhou Shu was very puzzled.

In the history he saw, those saints tried every means to kill him, and even after he lost his cultivation and no longer threatened, those saints still did not let him go.

In the end, he was even tortured to death by those divine beings alive.

Thinking about it now, Zhou Shu feels cold all over his body.

Without deep hatred, how could the Divine treat him like that?

It felt like he had dug a sacred ancestral grave.

"If there is a chance, I really want to dig your ancestral graves!"

Zhou Shu thought coldly.

He is at odds with these saints!

Of them, only one of them can survive!

"Pavilion Master—"

Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu in a daze, he said weakly, "Heaven, dead?"

Up to now, Cui Lin still feels a little weird.

That's a godsend.

Think about how not long ago, several false gods and hundreds of Heavenly Venerates were all beheaded by the gods like chopping melons and vegetables.

Even himself, almost died under Cui Lin's hands.

Such a strong man, under the hand of the pavilion master, seems to have no power to fight back.

Pavilion Master, how powerful is he?

When he killed a pseudo-god, Pang Tie, it was so laborious, and it was all acting for himself?

With the strength he has shown now, to kill the pseudo-god Pang Tie is as easy as the palm of your hand, and there is absolutely no need to self-destruct the original weapon!

"Dead."

Zhou Shu nodded and said, "He is begging for his own death, otherwise, I want to kill him, it will not be so easy."

Even so, it cannot deny the power of the pavilion master.

Cui Lin muttered to himself.

"Pavilion Master—"

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your strength—"

"Pseudo-God Realm."

Zhou Shu said indifferently, "It's not as strong as you think. When I meet the Holy Spirit, now I'm dead."

"Cui Deputy Pavilion Master, you should have seen some things."

Zhou Shu turned around, looked at Cui Lin, and said sternly, "I'm not Wu Zongquan."

"What does that matter?"

Cui Lin said with a wry smile, "When I first saw you, Pavilion Master, I told you that no matter what your identity or who you are, as long as you don't hurt Tiangong Pavilion, I will I will always take you as the pavilion master."

"That's what I said then, and I say it now."

Cui Lin said seriously, "Whether your surname is Wu or Zhou, you are the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion."

"Aren't you afraid, because of me, I will bring an invincible enemy to Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu said calmly.

"I'm afraid, of course."

Cui Lin said, "But if I'm afraid, can I stop it?"

"I can see very clearly, that day, the person who was going to kill was me. This has nothing to do with you, Pavilion Master."

Cui Lin said with a serious expression, "Tianyi wants to destroy the Tiangong Pavilion, not because of the pavilion owner. If it weren't for you, the pavilion owner, I'm afraid I would have died at his hands."

"It's not that I, Cui Lin, are conceited. If I die here today, and there are hundreds of gods and several false gods buried with me, that day's work pavilion is bound to usher in a disaster."

Cui Lin said solemnly, "It's the pavilion owner who protected Tiangong Pavilion. If it wasn't for you, Tiangong Pavilion would have ushered in a crisis now."

"I don't know what the future will be like, but I know that now, Tiangong Pavilion cannot be separated from you, Pavilion Master!"

Cui Lin looked at Zhou Shu and said sincerely.

"Very good."

Zhou Shu said sternly, "Cui Lin, I can promise you, as long as you do things for me well, as long as I am still here, Tiangong Pavilion will be here."

"I believe in the pavilion master!"

Cui Lin knelt down on one knee and said solemnly, "From now on, my life, Cui Lin, belongs to the pavilion master. I will never say anything about what the pavilion master asks me to do!"

For the first time, Cui Lin officially pledged allegiance to Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu helped Cui Lin up, and the two looked at each other tacitly.

Now, their goals are the same, and anyone who wants to destroy Tiangong Pavilion is their common enemy.

"Pavilion Master, although I don't know what happened, but I do know that something must have happened."

Cui Lin said sternly, "I'm afraid this world is about to change. I think, your true identity as Pavilion Master—"

"I know you will ask."

Zhou Shu's expression was calm, and he said indifferently, "I thought I did a good job, but that's just what I thought. In fact, people already knew my existence."

"If that's the case, then there's no need for me to play any more."

"From today onwards, I will face the next storm with my true colors."

"Cui Deputy Pavilion Master, listen carefully, I am indeed not Wu Zongquan."

"I, my real name, Zhou Shu!"

Zhou Shu said word by word, his voice was like thunder, and when the last word fell, a white light appeared on his body.

In the white light, his appearance changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, he has completely changed.

Compared with the appearance of passers-by before, at this moment, he is handsome, just standing there, it makes people feel that this person should be the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion!

"Zhou Shu?"

Cui Lin muttered to himself, imprinting the name firmly in his memory.

…

"Tatta—"

The blood dripped to the ground, making a slight noise.

The battle staggered forward.

There is a shocking wound on his chest.

Around, dozens of Heavenly Venerates were about to move, but no one dared to step forward.

A badly wounded false **** is also a false god.

Until he falls down completely, he is still a lone wolf who can kill!

Not long ago, in front of these Heavenly Venerates, Zhan killed their masters, who were also false gods, on the spot.

Even though Zhan himself was seriously injured, he survived after all.

"If you are not afraid of death, you can take action."

The divine light in the war's gaze was terrifying, and he said coldly.

"Try it, you may be able to become the first slaughtering **** in heaven and earth!"

The battle language is sarcastic.

Those Heavenly Venerates, not only did not move forward, but kept going backwards.

The more Zhan said that, the more fearful they felt in their hearts.

The scene of beheading the false gods just now was clearly imprinted in their minds.

They don't want to follow in the footsteps of false gods.

"If you don't dare to do it, just get out of here!"

Zhan shouted.

The long knife in his hand exuded a dazzling divine light, as if he was about to wave his hand and chop it out the next moment.

The false gods were shocked.

"Call—"

I don't know who was the first to run away, and the rest immediately followed.

Within a few breaths, the dozens of Heavenly Venerates were completely invisible.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhan then let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, he has indeed reached the end of the game.

After all, he is not Zhou Shu, and he does not have the strength to kill a false **** as easily as slaughtering a chicken and a dog.

In order to kill the false **** just now, the price he paid was beyond imagination.

If those dozens of false gods really did something, he would really die here.

Fortunately, those people were frightened by him.

Zhan didn't dare to stop. Although he scared those people away, if anyone dared to run back, he would be able to find out what happened to him.

At that time, if you really die in the hands of a Celestial Venerable, then you will feel aggrieved.

With his last strength, he supported his body with a long sword and moved forward step by step.

He walked slowly and didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

But in fact, he has no choice. Now, he doesn't even have the strength to walk faster.

In this way, Zhan has been walking out for several miles, deep into the mountains and forests.

Finally, he saw a cave, and without hesitation, he got into it, and then he mustered his last strength to seal the hole.

Then he fell on his back, lying on the ground without hesitation, gasping for breath.

"Sure enough, any false **** is not an easy person."

The heart of the war was full of fear. He thought that he had swallowed so many spiritual fruits, and his strength was already in the middle of the false gods.

Think of how easy it was for Zhou Shu to kill the pseudo-god Pang Tie back then.

I'm only challenging the weakest existence among the three thousand false gods, so isn't that enough?

Unexpectedly, even the weakest existence among the three thousand false gods almost overturned himself.

There have been several times just now that he was about to die at the hands of the opponent, but fortunately, he has quite a lot of combat experience, and this is the only way to win the game.

"Life-and-death struggle is not the same as escaping for one's life. When I fought against the pseudo-god Jintong and the others, they all fled if they couldn't fight, so I didn't give them too many opportunities to show their strength."

Zhan muttered to himself, "This made me have a wrong perception of their strength. In fact, any false **** is very amazing."

"The prince can easily kill the pseudo-god. That's because the prince is too strong, not because the pseudo-god is too weak."

"Compared with Wang Ye, I don't know how much difference there is."

"My lord is afraid to see this, so he asked me to challenge the false god."

"Only this kind of life-and-death battle can stimulate my potential. Only this time I discovered that the spiritual fruit I devoured has a large part of its efficacy hidden in my body. If I absorb them completely, I will There will definitely be a considerable improvement in the strength of the team!"

"When I recover from the injury, I will go to the next opponent!"

"One day, sooner or later, I will fight three thousand false gods. At that time, I will be the number one expert under the Holy Spirit, except for the prince!"

Zhan's eyes were full of expectations.

…

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth, the forbidden land.

In a cloud of mist, there seem to be several figures sitting opposite each other.

A phantom voice sounded, and I don't know if it came from that mouth.

"Someone is out of control, who should go?"

The voice was extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

"No need to do this."

Another voice sounded, with a different tone, but the same tone.

These people seem to exist without the slightest emotion.

"At the feast of spirit fruit, what is out of control can be solved easily."

"Yang Zhitian, have you found it?"

Another voice sounded.

Several people fell into a brief silence, and after a full quarter of an hour, only one person spoke slowly.

"He knows us too well. Every time he shows up, he controls the time very well. When we rush over, he will escape."

"But it doesn't matter, he can't affect the overall situation."

"He can't affect the overall situation, but he may come to grab the fruit."

A person snorted coldly.

"Rob, he must have this ability too!"

Another person said coldly, "If he had that ability, he would have been detached and immortal. If he had been detached and immortal, there would be no need to do anything more."

"There is nothing wrong with being cautious."

There was another moment of silence, and then someone said, "This time, it's the closest we've come to success. If we still fail, next time, I really don't know if we can get to where we are now."

"We will definitely succeed."

The voice gradually disappeared, the white mist became more and more dense, and those figures gradually disappeared.

The surroundings returned to peace, as if those few people never existed.

…

"Pavilion Master!"

Cui Lin bowed and said, "Half a month ago, the general killed Wan Peng, the pseudo-god, 70,000 kilometers away in the north."

"Then he disappeared."

"It is said that several false gods are now united to kill the general."

Cui Lin's eyes were full of admiration.

He really can't think of what the pavilion master wants to do.

He even sent a general to kill the false god!

This is the first time someone has killed a false **** in this way.

In the past countless years, there are only a handful of false gods who are not dead.

But now what?

In just a few months, this is the first few false gods to die?

The pseudo-god Pang Tie, the pseudo-god Bianji, Tian Ji, the pseudo-god Wanpeng...

The general alone has already killed four false gods.

He has already caused anger among the false gods!

However, looking at the expression of the pavilion master, he seems to be very calm.

"Pavilion Master, do we want to help the General?"

Cui Lin said cautiously.

In any case, the Great General is also one of Tiangong Pavilion's strongest forces.

Besides, he is now representing Tiangong Pavilion outside to challenge false gods.

Fortunately, he has attracted everyone's attention.

Otherwise, because Tiangong Pavilion offers a reward to those who died in the hands of Tianji, I am afraid that someone will come to Tiangong Pavilion because of them.

Now, everyone is attracted by the action of fighting against the false gods, and no one cares about that before.

After all, this is the first time that someone has challenged the false gods with such great fanfare over the years. The key is that he is strong enough to kill the false gods one after another.

Now everyone is guessing who his next challenge will be.

In this world, there will never be a shortage of people who watch the fun.

"No."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "His affairs are handled by himself, Tiangong Pavilion does not need to intervene."

"How is the thing I asked you to find?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Because of the Feast of Spirit Fruit, all the false gods keep Yuanshi in their hands."

Cui Lin shook his head a little embarrassedly, "No matter how high the price we charge, they won't let go of Yuan Shi."

"Neither is the original weapon?"

Zhou Shu frowned.

"Yuanshi Divine Armament is fine, but they all said that you must get the Primordial Divine Armament first before letting go of the Primordial Divine Armament!"

Cui Lin said.

In this world, chaos has already appeared. Even if a good thing like Yuanshi can't be used by oneself, if it is kept in one's hands, there is no guarantee that it will be of great use, so no false **** is willing to let it go.

At this point, Cui Lin is also a little helpless.

He also doesn't know what those false gods think. Those Yuan Shi should have been sent to Tiangong Pavilion. Tiangong Pavilion is the place where divine weapons are cast.

But now, all the false gods have tacitly chosen to hold Yuan Shi in their hands.

"If you don't give it, then give it to me."

Zhou Shu snorted coldly.

"Since you talk to them well, you don't have to be polite to them."

"Start from the territory of the false gods that Zhan has already challenged."

Zhou Shu said solemnly, "Their origin must be in their hands. If anyone dares to rob them, they will be killed without mercy!"

Zhou Shu's face was full of murderous intent.

"I have asked Hou Baidong to open the warehouse of Tiangong Pavilion. From now on, all the guards of Tiangong Pavilion will be in charge of divine soldiers. If they can make great achievements, I can even cast Yuanshi divine soldiers for them myself!"

"Remember, all the beginnings of the world, I want them all!"

Zhou Shu looked at Cui Lin, "Can you do it? If not, I will let others do it!"

"I can!"

Cui Lin gritted his teeth.

"Please rest assured, pavilion master, I promise that I will do my best to collect Yuanshi!"

After Cui Lin finished speaking, he bowed and exited the shrine.

After Cui Lin quit, Zhou Shu's expression became extremely serious.

The future seen in that stone tablet is always like a knife suspended above Zhou Shu's head.

He didn't dare to relax any longer.

He must not sit back and watch those futures happen!

And if he wants to change the future, the only thing he can do is to improve his own strength.

For Zhou Shu, the fastest way to improve his strength is to cast soldiers!

If all the warriors in the world have a magical weapon that he forged by Zhou Shu himself, then his strength will definitely increase at an incredible speed.

At that time, even if you have the power to fight against the Holy Spirit, it is not an extravagant hope!

Therefore, what Zhou Shu urgently needs now is the material for casting soldiers!

Especially Yuanshi!

Although I don't know why those holy people regard Yuanshi as forbidden.

But as long as the enemy wants, he will definitely stop it!

Since Divine wants it, he will get it first.

From now on, he wants all the beginnings of the world!

He also wants all the materials for casting soldiers!

He wants to make all the warriors in the world become his workers!

He wants to see, Holy, why decide his life and death!

"The feast of spiritual fruit will decide who the next false **** will be."

Zhou Shu muttered to himself, "These sacred people really regard the world as their chessboard!"

"But if you want to use me as a pawn, you don't have the ability!"

Zhou Shu's eyes burst with brilliance.

"Ancestral Land!"

Zhou Shu raised his head and looked in one direction, where is the gate of the realm outside Tongguan City.

After the incident at Yang Zhitian's tomb, Zhou Shu sent a team of guards from Tiangong Pavilion to guard it.

He won't let people go to the ancestral land easily.

But after seeing the future on the stele, he already knew that his actions could only be considered better than nothing, but in fact they didn't have much effect.

Divine really wants to go to the ancestral land, those guards can't stop them at all. However, Zhou Shu doesn't have a good solution right now.

In the face of the Divine, no matter how confident he is, it is only self-comfort.

In fact, no matter how much he does, he has no chance of winning.

The divine power is almost desperate.

"Tian Ji's identity is very problematic."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "If he can send invitations for the Holy, it must have something to do with the Holy."

"But back then, he was taken to the ancestral land by the Ancient Heavenly Emperor. If he is really a divine soldier, how could the Ancient Heavenly Emperor be able to take Tianji?"

"In the legends of the ancient heaven, the emperor of the ancient heaven is nothing but a celestial cultivator. In this world, it is nothing at all."

"A mere Heavenly Venerate doesn't even have the qualifications to see the divine. How can he take away the divine weapon?"

"And God, obediently helped the Heavenly Emperor to build the Heavenly Court! This is definitely not something that a mere Heavenly Venerate can do."

"Ancient Heavenly Emperor—"

"And that Yang Zhitian, what did he do and why did he go to the ancestral land!"

Zhou Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, he had a vague guess in his heart, but there was no evidence.

"If Yang Zhitian is the Emperor of Heaven, then all this can be explained!"

Zhou Shu said solemnly in his heart.

When he heard about Yang Zhitian from Cui Lin, he felt that Yang Zhitian's experience was very problematic.

Later, it was revealed that Yang Zhitian died in his ancestral land.

But the ancestral land has never had the legend of Yang Zhitian.

The pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, such a big man, if he really went to his ancestral land, there would be no legend left behind.

Even if he deliberately concealed his identity, there were similar characters.

This kind of person is like a light in the dark night, and it is impossible to walk without a trace.

Zhou Shu thought about many possibilities, but in the end, there was only one possibility left!

The ancient emperor of heaven is Yang Zhitian!

Only in this way can it be explained, why did the ancient heavenly emperor take away Tianji!

As the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, Yang Zhitian is not a simple Tianzun.

He is the most powerful pavilion master in the history of Tiangong Pavilion. If he said that he took Tianyi away from the holy side, Zhou Shu completely believed it.

Moreover, Yang Zhitian disappeared inexplicably, and later it was rumored that his tomb was in the ancestral land.

All of this is in perfect agreement with the experience of the ancient heavenly emperor.

"If Yang Zhitian is the emperor of the ancient heaven, why would he betray the emperor?"

Zhou Shu squinted his eyes and continued to think, "Also, Tian Qi's memory was once blocked, the first thing he did after recovering his memory was to use Sun Fairy, Yang Hong and Zhang San to lure me to Wangchuan. Riverside!"

"What's the relationship between Tian Qi and that mysterious person?"

"What is certain is that the mysterious person is definitely not the holy ones aimed at me!"

"It's not holy, but he can come and go freely in the land without owner, and he knows the secret of the stone monument at the source of the Wangchuan River. He also has an inexplicable relationship with Tianyi!"

Zhou Shu's eyes shot bright, "Yang Zhitian!"

"You're not dead!"

"Pseudo-god, with a life span of 100,000 years, Yang Zhitian, as the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, is also the strongest pavilion owner in the history of Tiangong Pavilion. He definitely has the power of false gods!"

"Pseudo-god, in a place like the ancestral land, is simply an invincible existence. With the strength that Tianyi showed at that time, even if it is a plot, it is impossible to kill Yang Zhitian!"

Zhou Shu snorted coldly, the dignified ancient heavenly emperor, actually suspended animation?

"If Yang Zhi is innocently alive, then the mysterious man I saw on the banks of Wangchuan River is probably him!"

Zhou Shu said to himself.

Of course, all these speculations are based on the fact that Yang Zhitian is the ancient emperor of heaven.

Whether or not Yang Zhitian is the ancient emperor of heaven still needs some evidence to prove it.

The most direct evidence is, of course, witnesses!

"Wooden!"

Zhou Shu shouted in a low voice.

The ground surged, and a spirit worm emerged from the ground.

"Go and find your elder brother Mu Zhixing for me."

Zhou Shu ordered.

Mu Yuan rolled his eyes very humanely, then burrowed into the ground, and quickly disappeared.

Moments later, Mu Zhixing followed Mu Yuan to Zhou Shu's shrine.

"What are you looking for? Busy!"

Mu Zhixing said unceremoniously.

He was originally an informal character, and it was not the first day that he met Zhou Shu, so the friendship between the two was not polite.

"Mu Zhixing, let me ask you, what's your elder brother's name?"

Zhou Shu asked straight to the point.

"My big brother?"

Mu Zhixing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zhou Shu to call him over in such a hurry to ask this.

"Why do you suddenly remember to ask this?"

He and Zhou Shu have known each other for so long, and Zhou Shu has long known who his eldest brother is, but Zhou Shu has never inquired about his eldest brother.

"Don't worry so much, tell me, is your elder brother Mu Zhitian?"

Zhou Shu asked in a deep voice.

"Who told you my elder brother's name is Mu Zhitian?"

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "Could it be that because my name is Mu Zhixing, my eldest brother has to be called Mu Zhitian, and the sky is bigger than the stars? According to this principle, he should also be called Mu Zhiri, Or Mu Zhiyue..."

Mu Zhixing pouted and said, "The name Mu Zhitian is too ugly."

"Speak the truth!"

Zhou Shu interrupted him angrily.

As good as your name sounds, Mu Zhixing is not much better than Mu Zhitian.

"Okay."

Mu Zhixing said, "My eldest brother's name is Mu Tian, ​​and there is no such word for governance."

"Mutian?"

Zhou Shu frowned slightly, which was a little different from what he thought, but it wasn't too different.

Yang, Mu Yi, the sky, became the ruler of the sky.

Mutian is Yang Zhitian!

Zhou Shu now has an 80% certainty that the emperor of the ancient heaven back then was Yang Zhitian!

"Why did Yang Zhitian go to the ancestral land to build the Heavenly Court when he left the good Tiangong Pavilion master and did not do it?"

Zhou Shu pondered in his heart.

If it were really compared, the Heavenly Court in the ancestral land was not comparable to the Heavenly Works Pavilion at all.

Don't look at the Heavenly Court in the ancestral land, but the strength of the Tiangong Pavilion is much stronger than when the Heavenly Court was in its prime.

You must know that there are not two Heavenly Venerates in the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral Land, but in the Tiangong Pavilion, there are hundreds of Heavenly Venerates.

As long as you're not a fool, you won't leave the Tiangong Pavilion's pavilion's master and go to the ancestral land to become a soil emperor.

"Is it possible, what attracts him in the ancestral land?"

Zhou Shu had some doubts in his heart.

A person like Yang Zhitian will have his reasons for doing anything.

He would never go to his ancestral land to build a heaven for no reason.

The key is that after he became the Emperor of Heaven, he even played a suspended animation!

"Ancestral Land, what secrets are there?"

Zhou Shu was full of doubts.

"Your Highness?!"

When Mu Zhixing saw Zhou Shu froze, he couldn't help shouting.

"What's the matter with you? Is there something wrong with my elder brother's name?"

"His name is Mu Tian, ​​so he established the Heavenly Court. I think this name is quite normal."

Kiji-sung murmured.

"If you call Mutian, you should build a heavenly court?"

Zhou Shu really couldn't understand Ju Zhixing's brain circuit.

"Mu Zhixing, is your elder brother really dead?"

Zhou Shu stared at Mu Zhixing and suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?"

Mu Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Your Highness, do you suspect that my eldest brother is not dead?"

"How is that possible! If my eldest brother hadn't died, how could the heavens be scattered? If my eldest brother hadn't died ~IndoMTL.com~ and fought them, how would they have withered everywhere?"

"Impossible!"

Mu Zhixing shook his head resolutely.

If his eldest brother hadn't died, Heaven would not have collapsed, and he and those people would not have to live in hiding for so many years.

"Have you seen your elder brother's body with your own eyes?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Although I didn't see it, many of them saw it."

Mu Zhixing said solemnly, "My lord, what happened, why did you suddenly remember to ask these questions!"

Mu Zhixing's expression was unusually serious.

Zhou Shu kept staring at him, Mu Zhixing's reaction was normal, and he couldn't see the fake expression at all.

Judging from his reaction, he really thought Mu Tian was dead.

"He is a ruthless man, even his own younger brother is in the dark!"

Zhou Shu said to himself in his heart.

"Mu Zhixing, I'm going to go back to the ancestral land, you are with me."

Zhou Shu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said.

"Back to the ancestral land? What to do?"

Mu Zhixing was stunned for a moment and wondered.

"Go back and look up one thing."

Zhou Shu said solemnly, "Emperor Gu Tianting, that is, your eldest brother, left something in the ancestral land, we are going to find it."

"Leave something? What? Why didn't I know?"

Mu Zhixing said with a puzzled face.

"When you find it, you'll know."

Zhou Shu said indifferently.

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