This person is too serious

Three Hundred and Forty-Nine “The Chief Commander Shows a Satisfied Smile”

‘Why does this place get more and more scary the more it looks? ‘

When Wu Wang spied on the Tiangong Shenting for the first time, he had already noticed the way of death, which is one of the eleven avenues at the core of the Tiangong.

Reproduction, longevity, and death interpret the three basic elements of life.

But because death is the end of living beings, they are feared by living beings and rejected by the avenue of living beings, so the two avenues of reproduction and longevity have become the general leaders of all avenues related to living beings, and the two avenues of death and living beings are juxtaposed.

In Wu Wang’s understanding at the moment, life and death are in balance, but living beings do not only have ‘life’, life and death are just two states of living beings.

‘So, the god of death has nothing to be afraid of. ‘

Wu Fan murmured in his heart.

Ahead, the pitch-black temple floating in the crater emitted wisps of faint light.

There was some hesitation in Wu Wang’s eyes, and his heart beat slightly.

He is also a living being, so he has a natural rejection of this place, and his Dao heart is shrinking slightly, as if an invisible big hand is holding his throat, making his breathing a little difficult.

The gate of the main hall is in the north.

Wu Huang didn’t know what the importance of this was, he stretched out his celestial consciousness as much as possible, wrapped his whole body with spiritual thoughts, and his primordial spirit was also full of energy.

Just a little bit, the little man of Yuanshen reached out to grab the four forbidden swords floating around…

“The God of Spring?”

Da Si Ming’s voice suddenly penetrated into Wu Wang’s ears.

Wu Wang’s walking figure stopped immediately, and he slightly turned his head to look at Da Si Ming.

The latter stood out of thin air in the distance, smiled faintly at Wu Wang, and said leisurely:

“In fact, I have reserved other positions for you. If you don’t like this job, I will take you to the next one.”

Provocative method?

Wu Huan thought a little in his heart, the opportunity to get in touch with the Avenue of Death is actually quite rare.

Therefore, Wu Huang pretended to be agitated, and immediately turned his head and fell towards the gate of the palace.

Da Si Ming kept a faint smile on his lips.

When Wu Wang stood firm in front of the dark, majestic temple like an ancient tomb, Da Si Ming turned around and wanted to leave;

Wu Wang thought of something again, and said to Da Si Ming:

“No matter what, I can’t let her look down on me.”

After saying that, he walked away, and rushed into the dark corridor connected to the palace gate in a few steps.

In the distance, Da Si Ming’s handsome face turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with a final flick of his sleeves, he turned around and disappeared.

In the Temple of Death, Wu Wang showed a calculated smile, calmly walked through the ten-foot-long corridor, and began to look at the environment in the hall.

Different from the gloomy, gloomy and solemn outside, the display inside the hall is very simple. There is only one sarcophagus in the middle of the hall.

The appearance of the main hall is based on a square shape, but the inside of the hall is cylindrical, like a huge birdcage, or a neat tomb.

On the contiguous, arc-shaped walls, pictures of purgatory are depicted, as if there are endless creatures roaring and mourning in it, conveying the despair and pain of the creatures dying.

The ground of the main hall seems to be suspended, and below it is a hot magma pool.

Wu Wang examined it carefully for a while, only to find that the ground was covered with a layer of extremely pure crystal ore, and the texture was very comfortable to step on.

Inside the sarcophagus, there were waves of death avenue.

Wu Wang stood at the exit of the corridor, and said loudly: “The God of Spring in the Heavenly Palace, come to nourish the body of the God of Death!”

quiet.

Wu Wang waited for a moment, but still did not respond.

He stared at the sarcophagus carefully, and shouted again: “Where is the god of death? Please come out and cooperate!”

Haven’t responded yet?

Really sleeping? Is this vigilance gone?

“God of death, if you don’t respond, I will cast a spell here!”

Wu Wang cleared his throat, and made up a spell-casting formula at random, feeling the power of the God of Spring, and gathered it in the palm of his hand.

He said in his mouth:

“What a beautiful spring, the dead wood blooms. If it doesn’t bloom, it will be used as dry firewood.”

Aim at the sarcophagus with the palm of your hand and gently push it, which contains the faint divine power of the profound meaning of the dead wood, and floats towards the sarcophagus.

It was like a breeze blowing by, but it failed to blow a little bit of dust.

In an instant, Wu Wang noticed that the Avenue of Death fluctuated, and there seemed to be a little light in the sarcophagus, and a sleeping consciousness was waking up.

Before entering this place, Wu Fan’s heart kept beating. As a living being, his instinctive fear of the avenue of death made his heart tremble from time to time.

But after being here, Wu Wangdao’s heart calmed down.

There is no other, because what he perceives and sees are all reasons that can be explained and understood by himself.

The one in the sarcophagus is also the Spirit of the Great Dao, a very miserable Spirit of the Great Dao that keeps collapsing and reuniting.

Every time they reunite, the previous consciousness is equivalent to death, and the new consciousness will grow up in a daze for a period of time, and then it will collapse again.

Therefore, from the ancient war of gods to the present, the god of death has not provided any substantive help to Tiangong except for holding back.

And it also consumed a lot of divine power in Tiangong.

Wu Wang sat cross-legged at the entrance and exit, and continued to observe the changes in the sarcophagus.

Soon, the avenue fluctuations in the sarcophagus returned to calm again.

The aura of consciousness fell silent again.

Wu Wang sent the power of spring twice more, and he could feel that the consciousness in the sarcophagus had become slightly stronger, but it was still a long way from fully awakening.

‘Do you want to wake up this innate god? ‘

In a sense, this is a newly born consciousness, which should be plastic.

But if the avenue of death is used by Tiangong, the human domain will undoubtedly be under new pressure. This avenue is the nemesis of all living beings.

Da Si Ming asked him, the god of spring, to come to nourish the god of death, which was actually a painstaking move.

Not to mention other things, even if the God of Death has only the strength of an ordinary righteous god, as long as it appears on the battlefield, it can use the characteristics of the avenue to make the masters of the human domain in an area feel at a loss.

But if you don’t communicate with this consciousness, you will never be able to dig this brick…

Digging the wall is a long-term process, and it cannot be accomplished overnight. Wu Wang is also prepared to struggle in the Heavenly Palace for a long time.

The sooner you get in touch, the more chance you have to find the gaps in the wall of Tiangong.

This requires careful weighing.

“God of Death, come here today.”

Wu Wang couldn’t make up his mind for a while, so he said softly:

“I’ll come back in a few days to continue nourishing the body of the God of Death, and I’m leaving.”

After saying that, Wu Wang cupped his hands towards the sarcophagus, stepped back two steps, and escaped from the temple like a ray of breeze.

The sarcophagus seemed to tremble slightly.

Wu Wang paused, and his immortal consciousness observed for a while, but he didn’t notice any fluctuations in the Dao, so he didn’t hesitate anymore, turned around and ran away.

The first contact with the god of death is not thrilling, not exciting at all.

…

The sun star has gone through two rounds, and the corona of the human domain has gone through two rounds.

Tiangong, in the temple of Wu Wang.

The hanging basket just moved from the prison hall was swinging back and forth, and the innate god curled up in the hanging basket was holding a piece of pale yellow dried fruit, with a little surprise in his eyes:

“Brother asked you to nourish the God of Death?”

“Well,” Wu Wang sat paralyzed in the slump, and put down the scroll in his hand, “It’s just trying to embarrass me, but I won’t be frightened by the God of Death.”

“That god is also quite miserable. It has been reshaped countless times and collapsed countless times.”

Shao Siming sighed softly, opened his mouth slightly, took the dried fruit in his mouth, let the sweet and sour powder wrapped in the outer layer melt on the tip of his tongue, and gently bit the peel of it.

Wu Wang asked: “God of death, do you have any explanation?”

“Wow… um!”

Shao Siming found that he had lost his voice, shut his mouth quickly, bit off the dried fruit, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, and then said:

“What does the statement refer to?”

Wu Huang said: “Restraint on living beings, or other taboos.”

Shao Siming groaned a few times, thought carefully for a while, and said slowly:

“I can’t say it either. According to the opposite of the Dao,Logically speaking, my brother and I should hate each other with the Avenue of Death, just like the god of water and the god of fire.

But the strange thing is that when the God of Death can be active, and when I meet each God of Death, I don’t feel that the other party has anything to hate.

On the contrary, I feel that it is inextricably linked with my Dao. ”

“Reproduce, die.”

Wu Huang and Shao Si Ming thought about each other, and discussed a few more words, but they didn’t find out why.

However, this gave Wu Wang a little reminder.

Even if he doesn’t use the divine power of spring to nourish the god of death, this god can still wake up, and during the long rule of Tiangong, this god can occasionally appear.

So it’s better to moisten him with all your strength.

Wu Wang asked again: “Can I go to Tiangong to supplement the divine power I spent nourishing the God of Death?”

“Is there no god pool in your temple?”

Shao Si Ming asked softly, then jumped out of the hanging basket as if belatedly aware, and looked around for a while.

“Strange, why is there no divine pool in your temple? It stands to reason that there should be a divine pool in the residence of the upright god, to receive the divine power sent by Tiangong every year.”

Wu Huang smiled and said, “It should be that Fengchun God is too low-level.”

“If you don’t have the divine power pool, you need to go to my brother to get the divine power.” Shao Si Ming frowned slightly, “Could it be that he tripped you secretly again.”

“I’m a creature in the Human Domain. They should not trust me, and I didn’t want them to trust me.”

Wu Huang smiled and said:

“It’s okay, since it’s in Tiangong, then follow the rules of Tiangong, and I’ll just go find the chief commander later.

And although Da Si Ming has a feud with me, he is the number one auxiliary god in the Tiangong after all, so it is impossible to trip me up with such a trivial matter.

You don’t have to worry about this matter, I can solve it myself. ”

Shao Si Ming warned: “If he makes things difficult for you, you can tell me.”

“You and I get along for the sake of ease of mind, compatibility of personalities, similarities, and similar interests,” Wu said with a smile, “Don’t let our friendship be mixed with other things.”

With some touch in Shao Si’s eyes, he raised his hand to straighten the hair next to his ear, then looked away again, and hummed softly.

Wu Wang picked up the scroll and carefully read the array about the stars, comprehending the three hundred and sixty small flags in his heart.

She picked up the paper bag containing the dried fruit, and kept herself from looking at what was inside, thinking about what kind of flavor she could grab next time.

The years flow like water, and the sun is rising outside the window.

Shao Si Ming fell asleep at some point, and the morning light fell on her thin eyelids, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly, and she opened her eyes again.

Wu Wang is no longer sitting in meditation.

She looked for a sound, and saw Wu Wang dancing his sword in the open space in front of the hall.

The sword light that didn’t have much divine power but seemed even fiercer made Shao Si Ming look at it without any thought for a while…

Suddenly seeing a group of divine guards flying from outside the hall, Wu Wang stopped to practice his sword, Shao Si Ming also woke up from his trance, and his figure floated to the front of the hall.

As soon as she approached, she saw those divine guards knelt on one knee on the cloud, and a commander of the divine guards who was not bad shouted loudly:

“Report to the God of Spring!

Your statue has been erected in the capital of the emperor, please check it in the lower realm! ”

“Idol?”

Wu Huang smiled and said, “I still need to check and accept this thing?”

The commander raised his tiger’s head and glanced at Wu Huang, and immediately said: “It’s up to you, sir, according to the usual practice, you should go and see, after all, it is a symbol of your status, and it is also the cornerstone for you to recruit followers in the future. ”

“The capital under the emperor, I am somewhat interested.”

Wu Huang nodded slightly, and said: “Lead the way ahead, I’ll just go and make a circle.”

“Yes, my lord please!”

The tiger head commander answered loudly, and the god guards stood up and lined up.

Wu Wang just wanted to say hello to Shao Si Ming, but Shao Si Ming already had his hands behind his back and jumped to Wu Wang’s side in one step.

“I’ll take a look too, but the statues of other gods have been tampered with.”

“Alright,” Wu Wang didn’t refuse, immediately put away his long sword, set up a white cloud, and followed the group of divine guards together with Shao Siming.

However, a moment later, there was a remote, deserted corner of the capital under the emperor, where there were many statues of gods.

Shao Siming’s small face turned pale, bit his lip lightly, and whispered: “I’ll go find him!”

“Hey,” Wu Wang hurriedly raised his hand to stop her, and said with a smile, “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, this place is not very good.”

Shao Si Ming sighed: “What’s so good here, you can’t receive any divine power.”

“really.”

Wu Wang looked at the environment here, and those divine guards were standing far away in the air, for fear that the successor of the Human Emperor from the Human Domain would suddenly turn his back on him.

This place is not far from the statue of the emperor, and it can be regarded as the core circle of the capital under the emperor, but because of this, this place has become the most barren place of divine power.

The statues of the strong gods are generally far away from the statues of the emperor, so as to prevent their followers from offending His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.

Therefore, all those left here are small gods, and they are all old gods with few believers.

Walking hundreds of miles towards the statue of the emperor, you can see a bustling city within a city., there are many high-rise buildings, a variety of creatures, guards with bright armor patrolling everywhere, and a thick barrier separates the two places.

Looking for Baili in the direction of the statue of the emperor, you can see patches of more prosperous urban areas.

And in this area, it is completely a ‘slum’ in the capital of the emperor, with ten rooms and nine empty rooms and few living beings.

Wu Huang, the 350-foot-tall statue of the God of Spring, stands in…a clearing.

Although Fengchun God’s status is not high, but Wu Huang has the blessing of the fourth auxiliary god and the protection of “Emperor’s Appreciation”, so it is impossible for the little god who arranges the statues to put Wu Huang in such a place.

It is also unlikely that only a statue of three hundred feet high will be erected for Wu Huang.

This is clearly wearing small shoes.

The only one who dared to do this was the number one auxiliary god of the Tiangong, Da Si Ming.

Shao Si Ming was still a little annoyed: “You should explain this matter to him, you are now a god of the Heavenly Palace, and you are doing things for living beings, how can he…”

Wu Wang said: “I heard that this statue was built by people sent by the God of Earth.”

“That must be someone he arranged to do something bad on purpose!”

“If you do something bad, do it badly,” Wu vainly said with a smile, “If it comes, then it will be safe. Who is that person down below?”

He lifted his chin to the figure standing on the base of the idol.

Shao Si Ming looked down, a little confused, so the commander of the guard shouted from a distance:

“My lord, according to the rules, every god in the Heavenly Palace has a general who manages his followers and protects the statue on the ground. That is your god…the general…”

Wu Huang smiled and said, “Why are you so guilty?”

The tiger-headed commander’s Adam’s apple trembled, he lowered his head and dared not answer.

Wu Wang fell down slowly, glanced at the burly figure standing with his head bowed, the corners of his brows twitched slightly.

This ‘God General’ was of human origin outside the human domain.

At the same time, in the Heavenly Palace.

Da Si Ming sat on the golden treasure chair, with a sense of comfort in his eyes, listening to the constant reports from the two little gods beside him.

“Don’t worry, my lord, the land we chose is the worst.”

“There are more than 20 little gods around, just surround his statue, and say hello later, does he still want to see the shadow of half of his followers?”

“My lord, we specially found a powerful general for him.”

“Oh?”

Da Si Ming frowned slightly: “What kind of general?”

“That god general is quite powerful, and his archery skills can hit hundreds of thousands of miles away. It’s a pity that his arm was cut off in the god battle before, leaving behind a spell, and he can’t pull the bowstring.”

Da Si Ming said indifferently: “You guys have gone too far, after all, he is our fourth auxiliary god.”

The two little gods quickly bowed their heads and apologized.

“Go down.”

“Yes, my lord, please rest.”

“By the way, what will the god be called?”

“My lord, you probably don’t have any impression, and we actually don’t have any impression. He was expelled by the god he originally followed.”

“It seems to be called, what is it called…”

On the ground, on the pedestal of Wu Wang’s god statue, Wu Wang was standing in front of the bowed man. The man looked up at Wu Wang, his eyes were a little blank, and he slowly knelt down and knelt down.

“Meet the great god, I, I will be your number one general from now on.”

Wu Huang sighed in his heart, he could already see that the god general was covered in bruises, and his own vitality began to decline.

But he still said softly: “You don’t need to call me great from now on. I have nothing great about me, just call me the God of Spring. What’s your name?”

In the Heavenly Palace, the little god slapped his head and said, “What is his name? The little god remembers that his name means good archer.”

“Okay, let’s go,” Da Si Ming shook his head slightly, but didn’t take it seriously.

On the ground, the strong man with gray temples raised his head slightly.

Seeing the palm stretched out in front of him, seeing the warmth in Wu Wang’s eyes, feeling the rhythm of the blood from the same race, his thick lips trembled, and his eye sockets were already flushed.

“My name is Yi! Big Yi!

I am not worthy to be your number one general, my left hand is useless!

You’d better get another one…one that can fight for you! I can’t help you now! ”

“cough!”

Wu Huang split the fork with a breath, almost choking himself out.