hey demon

In Middle Earth, the dark clouds cleared, the sun was shining, and all spirits cheered for it.

"In the yin and ming era, yin flourishes and yang declines, ghosts rule the way, people's lives are difficult, and the immortals feel deeply, so they canonize the gods of mountains and rivers, sort out the mountains and rivers, and want to refine the heavens and the earth with great supernatural powers, and return all spirits to brighten the universe."

"Occasionally, a different kind is born. It steals the good fortune of the middle earth, condenses the immortal city, and wants to stop the immortal king. When he sees it, the immortal king is angry and denounces him as a big demon. Then he ordered the heaven and earth thunder to kill him. At that time, thousands of thunders fell from the sky, covering the sky Covering the sun, wanting to punish the great rebellion, but the great devil's methods are also very good, stealing the power of all spirits in the middle earth to resist the thunder and indestructible."

"The Immortal Monarch has great mercy, and he couldn't bear to hurt the Middle Earth because of a demon, so he dispelled the thunder. Seeing this, the demon became more and more rampant. Then, the Immortal Monarch covered the sky with one hand, destroyed the immortal city, buried the demon's body, and pressed it under Five Fingers Mountain. At that time, The heavens and the earth celebrate it, there is a great sun in the sky, shining immeasurable light, purging evil and evil, and recreating a bright and bright universe!"

The ancestral home of the Wang family, under the light curtain of the big formation, ignored the big formation that was already on the verge of being broken, inspiration burst out in his heart, he took out the bamboo slips, and Wang Zhengchuan wrote vigorously. If you look closely, you will find that these scenes are exactly what happened just now, but there are some subtle differences, and as these words take shape, some hidden power is attracted and condensed on the bamboo slips .

This is Wen Dao supernatural powers. After Wang Zhengchuan compiled the wonderful book "The Legend of the Dragon and Tiger Immortals", he got feedback from the bamboo slips, which attracted the blessing of luck in the dark, exhausted his life's accumulation, and participated in it by chance. A supernatural power that has been realized, which uses the power of Wen Dao to evolve into Time Dao, is very miraculous. It can record the things that happened in the past in words, and then reproduce them again.

This supernatural power is useless in most cases, at most it is used to record some secret deeds, but in some special cases it will also show terrifying power, because although some things have passed away, there will still be something in the world Some power remains, and under the traction of its supernatural power, these remaining powers will condense and remain on the text, such as now.

Because this incident just happened, after Wang Zhengchuan activated this magical power, as the protagonist of the story, Zhang Chunyi remained in the world, and the power that was about to be dispersed was attracted by Wang Zhengchuan and fell on the words, giving him real power. , the miraculousness of this magical power can be seen.

Above the sky, Zhang Chunyi felt something and lowered his eyes.

Looking at Wang Zhengchuan who was writing vigorously, Zhang Chunyi frowned slightly, quite surprised.

"Have you discovered a subtle supernatural power? It actually contains the mystery of Time Dao, which is rare. At present, it is only a true supernatural power, but it has a good potential. It has already turned into a great supernatural power. It's just the content of this record..."

Glancing at the text on the bamboo slips, shaking his head, Zhang Chunyi looked away and stopped paying attention.

However, Wang Zhengchuan didn't know anything about all this, and he was still writing intently. As he continued to write, the pen in his hand became heavier and heavier, as if he was not holding a pen, but a sacred mountain, which made it more and more difficult for him to write. .

"Is it still not good? My physical injury has finally become my obstacle!"

Gritting his teeth, sweating like rain, Wang Zhengchuan had a bad premonition in his heart, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a light pen in his hand, and the power that was originally difficult to mobilize spontaneously swarmed at this moment.

"Could it be..."

A certain guess arose in his heart, and overjoyed, Wang Zhengchuan seized the opportunity to write vigorously, turning all the previous inspirations into true and true words.

When a perfect ending was drawn, Wang Zhengchuan's heart fell to the ground. For a moment, his literary spirit rose, and he fell into a state of enlightenment. The refreshing fragrance of ink spread far and wide, leaving a trail on the grass, trees and stone slabs. The natural traces seemed to be recording something.

After a long time, he regained consciousness, Wang Zhengchuan held the bamboo slips in his hand, and bowed to Longhu Mountain.

"Thank you Xianjun for fulfilling everything!"

After this encounter, he gained a deeper understanding of the supernatural power of the pen falling into the spring and autumn. Wang Zhengchuan understood that if Zhang Chunyi, the protagonist in the story, hadn't acquiesced, it would be impossible to record this story in his current state, because of the power involved. The level is really higher. If you do it forcefully, you may suffer backlash, or even die directly. Writing a book will also kill you.

Although the supernatural power of Pen Luo Chunqiu is miraculous, it also has many restrictions and taboos. For example, some ancient secrets that have been secretly circulated, and Wang Zhengchuan knows some of them, but it is useless to write them, because the age is too long. The remaining power has long since dissipated. Apart from immortality, there is no power in the world that can last forever. If there is any remaining power, then Wang Zhengchuan would not dare to write about it, because it means that the level of this power is extremely high, enough to crush him to death.

The most important thing is that the story comes from life, not a wild imagination. If the pen is to be effective, the stories he writes must conform to the most basic facts. Now, many of those secret rumors have already changed beyond recognition.

As for Wang Zhengchuan's thanks, Zhang Chunyi didn't pay attention to it. At this moment, he put all his attention on the changes in Zhongtu.

"cut!"

At a certain moment, when the time was right, he used the rare treasure Xuanyuan Tianxin Lock to lock the middle earth. Zhang Chun held the vermilion gourd in one hand, and he was in harmony with Wusheng, and lightly slashed at the nothingness in the dark.

Hey, control the four kills with wisdom, and the transcendent sword light from the other side quietly falls.

Clicking, there was a crisp sound of breaking, something in the dark was cut off by Zhang Chunyi, it was the elusive destiny, the prosperity of yin and the decline of yang, the prosperity of ghosts, this is the general trend, this is the destiny, and now Zhang Chunyi However, he used the great supernatural powers of refining heaven and earth to refine the middle earth, balance yin and yang, rewrite the general situation, let the original destiny shake, and cut it down with a sword before it dissipated. The sword of the other shore is not counted, even if it is destiny can be cut.

In the next moment, the fortune furnace in his hand was opened, and Zhang Chunyi put the intercepted destiny into the furnace.

"After years of planning, it will eventually pay off."

The lid of the furnace is closed, and there is no leak in the Hunyuan. Seeing the deep blue light in the furnace, seeing all living beings from it, seeing a corner of the future of Middle-earth, and feeling its mysterious and mysterious destiny, Zhang Chunyi smiled from the heart.

Destiny flower, one of the main medicines for refining the second day's destiny pill, this flower is rare in ancient times, and it is almost impossible to conceive naturally. It is necessary to intercept the destiny first to gather the flower seeds, and then follow the destiny, gain the power of destiny, and water it. Plant it so it can bloom.

"Practice!"

After mediating the operation of good fortune, Zhang Chunyi turned the destiny into a true seed in the refining furnace, and since then he has been one step closer to refining the second destiny pill.