Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Mo Jinghong's eyes were deep, like a bottomless ancient pool, with a chilling air, "Don't look for me and Qi, you and we shouldn't meet each other in this time and space."

Feng Qingran returned to time and space, and what she saw and changed would not affect her future trajectory.

But if the gods became curious about her and took action because of him.

It is likely to cause certain deviations in Feng Qingran's future.

Qi knew that the gods were in the land abandoned by the gods, but he did not come to see the gods. This must be his own plan.

"Lord Mo, don't worry, we will pretend we have never seen you." The God of Wisdom understood Mo Jinghong's subtext and responded respectfully.

"Keep this black market safe and don't change places." Mo Jinghong said in a cold voice.

When the God of Wisdom heard this, he was surprised for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Mo."

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"Grandpa Yunshang, the young venerable has returned from the long river of time."

"The little venerable has come back successfully, why aren't you happy?" Ancestor Yunshang looked at the unhappy God of Forgetfulness and asked curiously.

The God of Oblivion pouted, "But Sister Destiny didn't come back."

Ancestor Yunshang suddenly changed his face, as if he had thought of something, and asked: "Is it because the God of Destiny has not appeared since the young venerable entered the river of time?"

"Grandpa Yunshang, how do you know?" the God of Oblivion said slightly surprised.

"Mo Tian, ​​it's broken!" Ancestor Yunshang immediately looked at Mo Tian across from him and said anxiously.

Mo Tian touched his beard and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "The God of Destiny is a god, not a fool. She has her own choice. We don't have to worry about it."

Ancestor Yun Shang's eyes widened, "Why don't you worry? That girl is so worried that she might sacrifice herself to pave the way for the little venerable!"

God does not care about worldly affairs, but the disasters in this world have not disappeared.

Instead, all sorts of monsters and monsters appeared.

Because there is no god to restrain them, many creatures are suffering from difficulties.

In this way, they came up with the god-making plan to cultivate a god, a god who does not need to be bound by a priesthood.

The little venerable was chosen unanimously by them.

But creating a god is not that simple, you must do it slowly.

Feng Qingran has to walk a long way, which is very dangerous. Especially this time, it will take a long time to go back, which is extremely dangerous.

The God of Destiny must have been afraid that Feng Qingran would be in danger, so he followed him forcefully.

"Grandpa Yunshang, are you telling the truth? Is Sister Destiny gone?" The Forgotten God looked at Ancestor Yunshang with tears in his eyes.

"Don't listen to what he's a bad old man talking about. Nothing will happen to your destiny." Mo Tian said firmly.

The old man on the cloud looked at Mo Tian in confusion, "If nothing happened to fate, why didn't you come back with the little venerable?"

Mo Tian inexplicably stroked his beard, "Have you forgotten Qionghua Tower?"

The souls of many dead gods are sealed inside Qionghua Tower.

After the death of a god, the spirit will also produce Yin Qi.

Therefore, Qionghua Tower is an extremely cold place, and it is also a place where even the gods are not willing to go.

Enter Qionghua Building.

Everyone can't help but think of the companions they used to spend day and night with.

It is inevitable that there will be many sad emotions.

In addition, after the death of the god, the soul seems to let itself go, and always likes to scare the gods who come in.

As a result, everyone left laughing and crying when they entered.

The souls placed in Qionghua Tower were actually prepared to give the gods a chance to be resurrected.

But God’s resurrection must first be God’s body before it can be considered resurrection.

Reshaping God's body is simply impossible with their current abilities.

"Yunshang, what are you thinking about?" Mo Tian asked when Patriarch Yunshang didn't reply.

"Mo Tian, ​​are you sure that Destiny has left the soul in Qionghua Tower?" Yunshang Patriarch asked.

Mo Tian rolled his eyes, "Destiny is not dead, so why put the soul in Qionghua Tower?"

"not dead?"

"With me here, can anything happen to her?" Mo Tian raised his chin and said proudly.

He had long thought that the God of Destiny might choose to sacrifice.

So before Feng Qingran left, he specially added a layer of seal to Feng Qingran, so that when the God of Destiny wanted to sacrifice, he would be blocked.

He also tampered with the jade plate of creation.

Guaranteed that the God of Destiny can come back.

I just want them to pick it up.

"Grandpa Mo Tian, ​​since Sister Destiny didn't sacrifice, why didn't she come back with the little venerable?" the God of Forgetting asked twitchingly.

Mo Tian pinched the tender little face of the God of Oblivion and said, "Destiny is on the black market. Let's go and bring her back."

The God of Oblivion stared with wet eyes, "Ah? Why is Sister Destiny in the black market? Didn't she go to the river of time with the little venerable?"

"Come with me and have a look and you will know." Mo Tian said.

"Huh? Going to the black market? I don't want to..."

In the future, the God of Forgotten Yin was lifted up by Mo Tian's collar.

Then the two arrived in a room.

The God of Wisdom was fiddling with the abacus inside. He noticed the aura fluctuations in the room and looked up.

Seeing that it was Mo Tian, ​​the God of Wisdom asked curiously: "Old man Mo, what are you doing here?"

The God of Forgetting subconsciously hid behind Mo Tian, ​​his eyes avoiding the God of Wisdom.

Mo Tian said in a hearty voice: "Give me a black market token, I want to enter the black market."

The God of Wisdom smiled like an old fox and said: "Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones."

"What ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones! Isn't it a thousand low-grade spiritual stones?" Mo Tian's beard curled up, obviously looking like he was about to get angry.

"A monk is worth a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, but you are a god, so your worth is naturally a million times more expensive than them. Isn't that too much?" the God of Wisdom said with a smile in his eyes.

"Little bastard, stop talking nonsense. I am a god, not a fool! Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to ten million low-grade spiritual stones. How dare you open your mouth?"

The God of Wisdom had a calm look on his face, "There is a saying in the world of mortals that brothers should settle accounts clearly. Old Man Mo, you don't want to refuse to pay, do you?"

Of course Mo Tian didn't want to give it, "Then I won't go in. You go inside and take out the God of Destiny."

"How could Destiny be in the black market? Ever since the young venerable entered the river of time, Destiny has been on leave and has not appeared." The God of Wisdom said.

The black market is run by the gods together.

There is a shift system.

If someone doesn't come, they need to ask for leave or find someone to take their place.

"Destiny follows the little venerable back through time. According to the little venerable's trajectory, she will definitely enter the black market. At the time when the little venerable enters the black market, this is the vitality I left for fate." Mo Tiandao.

Fortunately, he can still control a law now.

Otherwise, there is really no chance to catch the God of Destiny in the long river of time.

After hearing Mo Tian's words, the God of Wisdom's eyes looked slightly dangerous, "Fate sacrificed itself again?"

Mo Tian nodded and said: "Yes, it's a good thing that I was careful this time, otherwise I might not be able to save him this time!"