This Person is Too Serious Chapter 335

The breeze accompanies the bright moon, and the three of them are lonely and lonely.

　　While the romantic affairs between Queen Mother Xi and Wuwangzi were being discussed everywhere, in a pavilion in Miezong's residence, Wu Wang's figure gradually became solid.

　　He stands here quietly, and I don't know why he stands here quietly.

　　 In the cave, a few women who are most acquainted with each other get together to drink tea and chat, but they are quite peaceful.

　　 Everywhere in the sect, you can still hear the murmurs of many monks in the gate, and they are all about the ancient god, Queen Mother Xi.

　　 Human Domain has a good impression of Queen Mother Xi, and the monks of Human Domain will not use some vulgar phrases. At most, they will make a few "tsk tsk" or laugh with 'hehe', everything is silent.

　　West Queen Mother, Nuwa Great God, Imperial Sun Goddess Xihe, Moon Mother Changxi...

　　In the Great Wilderness, the figures of these goddesses kept passing through Wu Wang's heart. Except for the back of the goddess Nuwa, who had only been seen in ancient books, the others had specific images.

　　 Wu Wang is slightly... confused.

　　 He tried to distinguish the boundary between the myth and the blue star, and couldn't help thinking about the connection between Dahuang and the blue star.

　　 He drove the spacecraft through the wormhole, and saw a faint light in the darkness, and became the young master of the Kitano Bear Hug tribe.

　　 If all of this is predestined, then the instigator should be the bell, that is, the one who forged the bell.

　　If everything begins with the arrival of oneself, if everything must come to an established end;

　　 Isn't this fate?

　　Wu Wang does not believe in fate, but he is convinced of the logic behind cause and effect.

　　 What confuses Wu Wang most is actually the third **** king who drove mad and discouraged the first gods' 'builders of perfect order', about the ultimate problem of the Great Wilderness.

　　 The memory of the Star God resurfaced in my heart.

　　 Wu Wang felt that he was trapped on an isolated island.

　　 Even if this isolated island is extremely magnificent, it is difficult for ordinary people and ordinary immortals to explore its full picture, but it is still an isolated island...

　　 What's the meaning of the emptiness that envelops the Great Wilderness?

　　 Where does this world come from, and where does it go?

　　 At the beginning of ancient times, who preached?

　　 Wu Wang's eyes are full of confusion, but he knows that the problems he is thinking about now have no practical significance for him now.

　　 But I just can't help but want to let my own divine mind and knowledge, accompanied by the night breeze, to follow the shadows of the long years ago...

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　The light voice suddenly sounded, Wu Wei turned to look, and chuckled at Jing Wei who had changed into a blue and white skirt.

　　 She is like a lark, her jade arms and ankles are wrapped with colorful silk threads, under her brows that are flawless without deliberate correction, her small round eyes are shining with some light every moment.

　　 Jingwei kicked a pair of wooden clogs and walked to the pillar beside Wu Wang. As if afraid that Wu Wang would suddenly jump over, he hid his half body behind and asked softly:

　　 "Have you encountered something difficult? If you feel upset, you can discuss it with me."

　　 "The difficulty was temporarily settled by the senior Queen Mother of the West."

　　 Wu Wang laughed and leaned relaxedly next to the pillar, welcoming in the cool moonlight, carefully watching her carefully-woven hair accessories.

　　 Raising his hand, Wu Wang wanted to squeeze her cheek. The soft but not greasy touch fascinated him, but he lifted up a strand of hair beside her cheek in a mysterious manner, and the back of his hand ran across her cheek.

　　 Jingwei's face was slightly hot, but he always looked up at Wu Wang.

　　 If it wasn't for her head to be a little worse, she would definitely have to fiddle with it.

　　 "Are you still happy here?" Wu Wang asked.

　　 "Well," Jing Wei blinked, "but I always feel uncomfortable when there are many people."

　　 Wu Wang sighed: "I may be busy in the next few days..."

　　 "If you are busy, I and Sister Suqing are also quite happy."

　　 Jingwei's eyes inevitably showed a little loss, and he whispered softly: "I don't seem to know how to do anything except fill the sea."

　　 "Haha," Wu Wang was really amused by her.

　　 She was a little annoyed, and the corners of her mouth bulged slightly, but she just turned her head and didn't look at Wu Wang.

　　 Wu Wangwen said:

　　 "You were just a doll when you were in danger. The remnant soul has been trapped for tens of thousands of years, and it is normal that you can't keep up with the current environment.

　　 Don't worry about it, don't worry about it.

　　 If you feel bored on weekdays, you can refine pill medicine and make tools..."

　　 "Can you answer me a question?"

　　 Jingwei interrupted Wu Wang suddenly and looked up at Wu Wang.

　　 "Huh? What?"

　　 "When I first met, why, why did you treat me...that way..."

　　 This is a bit shameful to Jingwei. She couldn't keep on talking, so she simply changed her question:

　　 "I thought you were a stray person, but after staying next to you these years, I found that you are not that temperamental. Overall, it is quite good."

　　 "I can't explain this, it just feels like it's coming."

　　 Wu Wang responded casually, but he was a little suspicious in his heart.

Bell?

　　 He waited for Senior Shennong on the isolated island for more than a year, and also observed Jingwei for more than a year, and the urge to contact her continued in his heart.

　　If you really want to find out the cause;

Then he knew that he was the young master of the tribe and the tribal atmosphere was very open. At the age of three, he began to look forward to the wanton debauchery after the coming-of-age ceremony. At the age of seven or eight, he became fainted when he touched a girl, so that pulling a woman's little hand became the strongest obsession... Started to talk about it.

　　 Wu Wang looked at the jade man in front of him, and did not speak for a long time;

　　 Jingwei stared at him, his gaze gradually calmed down from anxiety, and only a light flash was left.

　　 The two of them did not know when they crossed the pillar, Wu Wang took the initiative to take a half step forward, wrapping her hands around her waist.

　　 The moonlight is cold and the night breeze is breezy, but the men and women in the pavilion only feel warm.

　　 "Hey."

　　 Early the next morning, Wu Wang woke up from meditation. Xian Shi watched the Jingwei who was quietly practicing in the cave next door, and his mood became very comfortable inexplicably.

　　 Yesterday...we arrived.

　　 This kind of thing pays attention to the atmosphere. When the atmosphere arrived, Wu Wang jumped in without much thought.

　　 Xiao Jingwei dodged in terror. Just as Wu Wang felt that she was a little too anxious, she took the initiative to step up and put her feet around Wu Wang's neck nervously.

　　 If it weren't for Wu Wang to detect the immortal knowledge around him, maybe it would have been yesterday!

　　 Ah, anxious, anxious.

　　What is the ultimate question, the third **** king, the old **** of Kunlun Ruins, the gaze of Emperor Zhang, the restlessness of the candle dragon, does it have any meaning?

　　 This is the core driving force!

　　 Wu Wang's whole body was suddenly full of enthusiasm, and his figure jumped up from the bed, leaving behind a few afterimages, and whispered to Lin Su that something was going out, and quietly left Mie Zong.

　　 He rarely acts on his own.

　　 One is that he is being watched closely by the Heavenly Palace. Before that, there were ten evil halls active in the human domain.

　　Second, before the recent consecutive retreats, his hard power was a bit worse after all, and a random 'crazy transcendence' can severely hurt him.

　　 The interests of the various forces in the human domain are intertwined, and the human heart is a corner of evil after all, and Wu Wang has to guard against it.

but now;

　　 He is extraordinary!

　　 was not only extraordinary, but also accepted the Avenue of Star Gods. The body of the Star God completely became his own clone. After Nishino killed more than a dozen little gods, the body of the Dao body completely became a half-god body.

　　 The divine power and divine body alone have been able to equal the Tiangong Zhengshen.

　　 Such strength, coupled with Wu Wang's 'slightly' status in Human Realm, is already a great place to go everywhere in Human Realm.

　　 Wu Wang turned into a ray of breeze, and drifted away to the nearest big city of Miezong, and also the place where Miezong began to make his fortune—Fuyu City.

　　 There are two more temples outside the city of Fuyu. Every day there are mortals and monks in long queues to offer incense and worship.

　　 A temple is the Xianhuang Temple. It occupies a large area and is magnificent. Inside it is lined up with sitting statues of Suiren and Fuxi, and there is a continuous stream of incense in front of the door.

　　 Another Zhu Rong Temple that is self-sufficient.

　　 Transformed into Qi to wrap himself, Wu Wang turned into a middle-aged Taoist and fell directly in front of Zhu Rong Temple.

　　 The gate of the temple is guarded by immortal soldiers, and its layout is also complete.

　　 But Wu Wang turned a half circle in the temple, and his brows gradually frowned.

　　'The power of thinking produced by burning incense and worship...Why is it so little? '

　　 Wu Wang wandered around, standing in front of the big cauldron filled with incense and observing carefully, he was a little to no avail.

　　 Didn't Tiangong Pavilion say that they have mastered the 'core technology' of Ji Nian Cheng God?

　　 "This fellow Taoist!"

　　 there was a shout suddenly behind him:

　　 "Why don't Taoists come here to worship? This place is a temple to worship Lord Zhu Rong, Lord Zhu Rong fights hard to protect the human domain and the innate gods, that is the first-class hero in our human domain!"

　　 Immediately, all eyes came to this place.

　　 Wu Wang turned around and folded his hands, hurriedly saying that he was curious for a while and forgot the rules, raised his hand and took a photo of three sticks of incense from the front of the temple, lit a candlestick on the side, and bowed to the idols in the main hall from a distance.

　　 There was the sound of rolling stones in the hall, and the idol trembled a few times, and took the stone platform below it to turn a half circle.

　　 Outside the hall, the mortal monk's eyes rounded.

　　 Wu Wang inserted the three sticks of incense into the edge of the big tripod, arched his hands in various directions, and disappeared into a wisp of blue smoke.

　　 Only the monks here were stunned, and they began to mumble about who this middle-aged Taoist was.

　　 A moment later, the back hall of this large temple.

　　 Wu Wang sat on the beam, surrounded by Yin and Yang Tao Yun, completely covering himself.

　　 He was puzzled, carefully pondering the way of incense.

　　Although the incense road is a new thing for Dahuang, the truth is that 'concentration of thoughts into a god' is just a change.

　　 "When did you come, my lord?"

　　 Suddenly a familiar greeting came from the side.

　　 Wu Wang turned his head to look, showing a somewhat peaceful smile.

　　 Huo Ling.

　　 At this time, she can only maintain a phantom that is more than three feet high, as if she could be blown away by a gust of breeze, but her facial features, body shape, and attire are no different from the old fire.

　　 This is the method of Ji Nian Cheng Shen.

　　 Wu Wang smiled and said, "I just came here to see how your condition is."

　　 "Everything is well," Huo Ling sighed softly, "I just feel that I am ashamed of these things."

　　 "How to be ashamed?"

　　 Wu Wang sternly said: "You fight against the golden gods, and give up your life and forget your death. It is reasonable for Human Domain to build temples and worship for you."

　　 "It's just...everyone is like this."

　　 Huo Ling's phantom flew in front of Wu Wang, and whispered: "The predecessors who have followed your Majesty for a long time deserve this honor."

　　 "During their desperate battle, their spiritual thoughts were burned out, and they couldn't gather on the avenue of burning fire."

　　 Wu Wang said: "It's actually a coincidence that you can walk this way."

"This?"

　　 Huo Ling, Yingwu's brows furrowed tightly, but they stretched out quickly.

　　 She is not a mother-in-law's temperament. Listening to Wu Wang's words like this at the moment, the knot in my heart is also unraveled.

　　 Huo Ling smiled a little at Wu Wang, and said:

　　 "Since your majesty and your lord let Huo Ling live again, Huo Ling will definitely live up to this expectation.

　　 If you can get out of these stone statues in the future, you must attack the palace again and fight the strong gods! "

　　 Wu Wang bowed his hands solemnly, praised Huoling a few words, and then asked about Huoling's 'feeling' during this period of time.

　　 Huoling also knows that this matter is of great importance, knowing everything is not enough and endless; starting from hearing the noise of people in a dazed manner, she talked about the various changes in her feeling 'the body is back' recently.

　　 Wu Wang sat on the beam and kept nodding, interjecting and asking a few more questions from time to time, looking for the reason why the incense was not as powerful as expected.

　　 Generally speaking, the idea of ​​concentrating the mind into a **** is correct. This road has been cleared by Huo Ling. Although the power of mind and the power generated by the gods here is mottled, it is also a real power.

"strangeness."

　　 Wu Wang couldn't help but mutter to himself.

　　 Huo Ling waited quietly, and soon became a little tired, and was persuaded by Wu Wang to return to the statue.

　　 Huoling didn't always place herself in the statues of the gods here. With nearly a thousand statues of Zhu Rong standing in the human domain, she could do 'movements with her heart'.

　　 Induction, come.

　　 If the problem is found, it is natural to solve the problem.

　　 Wu Wang's mood was stunned by the kiss of Fangze last night, and now it has fallen silent.

　　 He left the Zhu Rong Temple in Fuyu City, and rushed to the nearest Zhu Rong Temple, carefully observed and constantly pondered, looking for the reason why the incense power was not as strong as expected.

　　 Is a mortal monk doing business routinely when offering incense, not sincere?

　　 may have this relationship, but Wu Wang ran into a few monks from the Imperial Guard and rushed to the incense. The men were tearful and sighed, and then contributed... a little bit of power.

　　 After searching for a long time, Wu Wang even figured out a few patterns.

　　First, the power of thought that a mortal and a monk can generate is equivalent.

　　 The amount of thought power produced during the worship has nothing to do with the level of strength, the strength of the soul, whether the soul is condensed or not.

　　 Second, the moment when the power of thought is generated, when everyone sees the statue of the god, the statue of the **** is projected on the bottom of people's hearts. Her deeds are known by others, and everyone has emotional fluctuations due to this.

　　 In the final analysis, the power of mind is also the power of consciousness.

　　Thirdly, people who have bad behavior and are scolded as idlers on weekdays have the same power of thought as those 'good guys' praised by the neighborhood.

　　 But in the end, this is a lot worse than Wu Wang's spiritual power in Zhongshan.

　　 This Wu Wang was a little embarrassed, and he was investigating everywhere in the human domain for two consecutive days.

　　 Finally, Wu Wang didn't get into the horns. A few jade charms were shot out. Renhuang Pavilion and Tiangong Pavilion immediately rushed to a large number of masters to join Wu Wang.

　　 They met at a Zhurong Temple near Renhuang Pavilion.

　　 After a few greetings, Wu Wang went straight in and asked the Tiangong Pavilion about the arrangement of the gathering of thoughts into a god.

　　 "Everything goes well, my lord."

　　 The old deputy pavilion owner with a goatee and a little thin, asked in a puzzled manner:

　　 "According to the ideas you gave, Tiangong Pavilion mobilized a large number of craftsmen, working day and night, and hurrying slowly, finally helping Huo Ling to take a crucial step.

　　 We have achieved good results when we become gods, and your majesty also ordered our Tiangong Pavilion to be praised.

　　This...sir, is there something wrong with Huo Ling? "

　　 Wu Zuo groaned a few times, but did not answer directly.

　　 There are elderly people standing around him, judging from their expressions, expressions, and the determination revealed by the deputy pavilion master's answer just now.

　　 They really didn't notice the problem of too little thought power.

　　 After all, for Human Domain, since Suiren, many attempts to congregate and become gods all ended in failure.

　　 This time they can do it, it really makes them feel excited, and feel that they have more power to fight against the heavenly palace.

　　Wu Wang asked: "Have you ever observed the creatures in Zhongshan?"

　　 Most of the elders shook their heads.

　　 A tall and thin Deacon from Tiangong Pavilion with white temples and tall and thin body stood up, said to Wu Wang, and asked, "My lord, do you think we have too little power to gather together?"

　　 "Yes," Wu Wang's eyes lit up, "How do you call it an adult?"

　　 "You lift it up," the man arched his hands, "Li Queyue, now the deacon of Tiangong Pavilion."

　　 "Have you observed Zhongshan?"

　　 Li Queyue showed a slightly subtle smile:

　　"In order to repair the temple of Lord Huoling, I had lurked in the Eastern Wild and Southeastern Regions secretly to see how those tribes prayed.

　　 But my lord, I don't think the two are comparable.

　　 Hundreds of people have been instilled with the idea that gods are the origin of everything since they were young. They really believe in gods.

　　We are just paying homage to the dead.

　　 The thought power produced by the two is different, which is actually reasonable. "

　　 Wu Wang said: "But it shouldn't be so much worse, only about one-tenth."

　　 "This," Li Queyue said with a look of embarrassment, and sighed, "This matter cannot be solved by natural ingenuity."

　　 Wu Wang smiled and said, "It's not easy for Master Li to see where the problem lies...Masters of Tiangong Pavilion."

　　The old deputy pavilion master hurriedly said, "Don't worry, my lord, and reward you again."

　　 "Well," Wu Wang smiled, looked at the crowded Zhu Rong Temple not far away, and said, "Let's go to the Renhuang Pavilion to discuss it. There are more and more people gathering here."

　　 Everyone is good, and one after another, the clouds rise to the sky~www.mtlnovel.com~Wu Wang is about to turn into a breeze and escape, but the messy thoughts in his heart have not been sorted out yet.

　　 Brother Yunzhongjun didn't know where he went, he should be making some mysterious arrangements.

　　'I am a little dependent on my brother. '

　　 Wu Wang woke up secretly and turned away from the wind.

suddenly!

　　 Wu Wangduan's walking figure appeared more than ten miles away, turned his head and stared at Zhurong Temple.

　　 in the main hall of the temple, on the futon in front of the idol;

　　 The child with braids knelt there solemnly, with his hands folded, his small face was full of tension, and Wu Wang's thoughts were heard directly by Wu Wang:

　　 "Master Zhu Rong, Master Zhu Rong, my mother will get better soon."

　　 Then, the substantial power of thought converged in front of her, floated towards the idol, and dived into the idol.

　　 In the bottom of Wu Wang's heart, a door was slowly pushed open a gap, and thousands of rays of light burst out of it.

　　 "Come on!"

　　 On the cloud ahead, silhouettes flew quickly.

　　 "The subordinate is here!"

　　 "That...in the name of Zhu Rong, distribute pill within a thousand miles to get rid of mortal diseases here."

　　 The masters of Zhongtiangong Pavilion and Renhuang Pavilion are unknown.

　　 But Wu Wei had his life, they just bowed their heads as they should, and then immediately summoned the fairy soldiers, and they were busy for a while.

　　 Wu Wang slightly clenched his fists.

　　 He found the source of this problem.

Chapter end