Chapter 243

But after a while, Spyker shook his head again, and said deceitfully and selflessly:

"But, like him, with such great incense and luck, you still can't let the world and the situation move forward, otherwise the building will be destroyed. As long as Taoism is destroyed for 1 years, you can no longer destroy it. Incense, fire And luck can be used, even if you have high-level emerging people, he can't calm down."

Old Shijue has forgotten the changes in the game today and the causal relationship.Now that his student Lin Meng was born according to that person's previous number, as he promised, it means that this final chess confrontation is coming.

Before that, he must fully understand the current situation and the actions of other saints, know and understand the enemy before winning all battles and having no worries.

The old man Shi Jue then pressed his fingers on the earl, suddenly showed a surprised expression, and took a breath.

"she……"

"Every time the wealth of the world changes, many sons and heroes of Tianjiao will be born. This is the so-called troubled time, especially at this time, the danger and influence are more dangerous than usual!"

"But I didn't expect that even God's will was changing and intervening this time, and the spokesperson of God's will was born. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

"Besides, even the panting Tianjiao man was taken away by that boy! Even the manager of the sixth hall came out!"

"It's unexpected that the old boy who has been dead for tens of thousands of years still has such a wonderful vision. In this chaos, not only will he get nothing, but the steadfast pioneer is getting lucky step by step! People are jealous!"

Old Shi Jue patted his lips, looking jealous, he did look like jealous and jealous, something he couldn't ask for.

What is the greatest wealth and the most powerful talent?You can make divine envy and envy!
The fate of the world has changed drastically, and the summed up wealth is better than the last one, although it is not less than the holy day of tens of thousands of years ago!
Although the Will of Heaven has been dormant since the Holy Fall, the art of regular spiritual warfare has declined by more than a degree due to the drying up of nature and the disappearance of ways.

But with such a huge reduction in wealth during this period, the future of Tianjiao's birth is very bright. This old Shijue knows that he is not inferior to the saints of Tianjiao of his generation!

When the saints are hidden now, that can only be said to be the divine gift of this age!

This is not a holy thing, but an intellectual, as long as he grows up, he will become holy, and his talent is not as good as the Tianjiao era of Shengqiu!
Possessing such a skill is like having a great sage, who can be called the decider among the sages in the future, which makes the old master not jealous or jealous.

However, the ten-year-old would be jealous for a moment when they made the first move, there was no way to find such a smart person on his doorstep.

The other group is people with superior backgrounds in terms of ranking, background and top ten elders.Although the ten-year-old can be sure that he is not weaker than others, if he faces this person who has been dead for tens of thousands of years, even if he meets him, there is no way, and he can even call his predecessor.

"That's all, don't worry about these things, let me see that this old thing is not ashamed of any new ideas this time."

Old Shi Jue took a helpless breath, bit his finger, and counted.

But after a while, he stopped with his fingers, and his speech was surprising.

It's just that the surprise only lasted for a short time.

Afterwards, the gentleman looked good and angry, and smashed the bamboo table next to him with his palm, shouting:
"What a brave old thief! How dare you even steal my master's way! Who gave you the desire for pride and courage! Is this seat stuck here forever?" Along with the ten-year-old man's violent shouting, the sky seemed to be Answering his anger, a small wind roared.

During a thunderstorm, some dying people in Wuling City were filled with deceit and propaganda for a while.

But once they settled down, they did what they could, whether buying or selling, talking, drinking or eating, as if none of them heard the sudden change and thunder.peaceful.

During this time, the spirit of the ten-year-old grew great and he survived.When he is angry, his appearance changes slightly.A little changed from medieval to medieval, revived.

However, as the old Spyker's spirit and anger gradually faded, the change was no longer there, and he still looked like an old man with a white beard, hair and a good face.

Old Shi Jue was silent for a moment, quietly looked at the broken bamboo table and the tea set beside him, and stretched out his hand a little, this is the foundation of the real Qi Nong.

Both fine flour from the ground and fresh powdered powder are collected under the force of this wrath, recombined, and returned to the bamboo table with the tea.

With the blessing and consolidation of the true power of the scholar, it is stronger than ever, and even if the administrator of the profoundly enlightened kingdom goes all out, it will not leave any traces.

Normal people have a hard time breaking a cup, but they shake the powdery stuff and attach it with furious force to make the cup look like that.There are only saints with such amazing hearts and minds.It is controlled and considered.

After returning to the bamboo table and tea, the old Shi Jue reached out again, walked a few hundred yards from the hut behind the simple willow tree, brought new tea leaves, and brought the water well to the back of the house.

A stream of water flew into the air, heated by the true energy into boiling water, and flew to an old stone with white smoke.After the tea leaves flew over the faucet, a stream of water flowed out, forming a new pot of tea.

After all, old Shi Jue gently stroked the bamboo chair with his fingers, and lowered his head thoughtfully, as if waiting for the tea to be completely submerged.

After a while, Old Shi Jue shook his head slightly, sighed and said:
"But I can't leave now. This is critical time. You can't cause trouble. Let the old thief live longer. When you release me, I will kill you as a sacrifice to my master."

Afterwards, he taunted her twice, saying:

"Old thief Yang, old thief Yang, you have been plotting to set me on fire and lock me here, you have caused chaos in the world, and your luck has changed a lot. You not only have to benefit from it, but also benefit from it., And you end up going the other way and following the myth. Are there steps?"

"But you must not steal the knife left by my master. Even if his old man was disturbed, he was killed by heaven.

"Most importantly, you'd better pray that before I leave Tradition, you can complete the so-called plan and develop the status of annual expert, otherwise... the world will fall to another expert, hahaha!"

Old Shijue was joking, and did not hide his murderous intentions.

The intent to kill the sage made the surrounding earth feel like a cold winter, and the earth seemed to react to a normal summer (from the sun to the warm sun) by suddenly turning into winter and the snow falling.

The countless Trillus around could not withstand the massacre of the saints, they all died suddenly, and the earth trembled naturally.

(End of this chapter)

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