Daoist Liyue, I live in the Hall of Rebirth!

And that power is obviously from the Ice Queen of Solstice, other gods have no authority related to ice.

"It's the fools!" Xiangling said angrily, "They want to break the seal of the Demon God, it's too bad!"

"Why did they break the seal?" Shen Ming frowned at this moment.

"Why... what else could it be for? It must be to pose a threat to Liyue Port." Xiang Ling.

Listening to Xiang Ling's words, Shen Ming did not continue to discuss this topic.

He already had his own judgment in mind.

If it was just a middle-level and small-level executor among the fools, Shen Ming might still believe the idea, but this time the action even involved the Ice God, it must be planned by Her Majesty the Queen of Zhidong.

No matter how bad it is, it has been confirmed by the queen, otherwise, who can order her?

If it was planned by the queen, or she made the decision, then the plan should not be so straightforward. At this time, the emperor has not given up his power. She will not understand that just liberating a demon god cannot shake the emperor. Liyue.

Long before he became the rock god, the emperor was able to suppress all the demon gods to seal them one by one, driving those out of the open sea, not to mention him who is now the rock god.

Perhaps, you can think of it this way, the Queen's actions against the other six countries have already begun, including comprehensive penetration from military to economy, and this action is just a part of Zhidong's campaign against Liyue.

If it is only one of the links, then there must be follow-up plans or actions.

It's a pity that Shen Ming's spells are not good enough to predict the fate and plans of a country.

Qimen Dunjia's efficiency in doing this is still relatively low. The numerology method that is really good at predicting big fortunes and spanning a long time is actually Ziwei Doushu, but Shen Ming only knows a little bit, and he is a bit incapable.

In a sense, Ziwei Doushu is the oriental version of astrology, and it is not the same system as Qimen.

"Would you like to try Ziwei Doushu?" Shen Ming frowned and thought, then looked at the sky and lowered his head again.

"never mind......"

On the one hand, Shen Ming is not as sure about Ziwei Doushu as Qimen, and on the other hand, it is also because of the starry sky of Yuanshen.

When he was still on Earth, the term "false sky" appeared many times in Yuanshen's official setting, which made Shen Ming have some concerns about astrology-related spells.

Moreover, this starry sky obviously hides deeper secrets, not just a symbolic meaning. Shen Ming doubts that this starry sky has something to do with the laws of heaven.

This has seriously exceeded the standard. Judging from the event levels he divided for the original god world, the first level is not involving mysterious trivial matters, the second level is involving mysterious entrusted events, and the third level is Seven Gods and Seven Kingdoms and other incidents. For disputes involving demon gods, the fourth level is the mystery of Kanria and Sky Island, and the fifth level is events related to heaven.

Don't think that Shen Ming's division is very general, but this allows him to have a very clear comparison, so that he will not prematurely participate in events with too high a level when his strength is not enough.

At present, Shen Ming is struggling to even participate in the third-level incident. If he really tries to explore the false world, then he will really die.

So forget about Ziwei Doushu, at least until the mystery of the false sky is solved, he will not touch this bad head.

But looking at it another way, once the mystery of the starry sky is completely revealed, maybe Ziwei Doushu may be able to exert extremely powerful abilities.

"Shen Ming, what are you talking about?" Xiangling looked suspiciously at Shen Ming who had been talking to himself a few minutes ago.

"Ah? It's nothing." Shen Ming came back to his senses.

How do I think about this? I really worry about eating carrots.

I'm just a guest minister of the Hall of Death, and I know the secrets of mentioning Vat.

Xiangling didn't know that just now Shen Ming's mind had started a brain hole mode. She shared with Shen Ming the exciting things in Zaoguyun Pavilion, and at the same time talked about her plan for new dishes.

"Shen Ming, Shen Ming, I feel that my inspiration is continuously pouring out!" Xiang Ling said happily.

"This adventure made me experience an unprecedented feeling, that kind of palpitation, that feeling of shock, what ingredients should I use to express it well?"

"Slime?" Xiangling pointed her head with her index finger, and before Shen Ming could say anything, she shook her head, "No, no, it's too plain."

"I want the kind of ingredients that can make a faint heart palpitation when I see it. Is there any? Let me think about it..."

Suddenly Xiangling's eyes lit up, "Or, Qiuqiu—"

"Stop, stop!" Shen Ming felt his back go numb, and his heart palpitations couldn't stop.

"Ah ha ha... also." Xiangling realized what she said, and waved her hand while forgetting, while laughing dryly.

"Then what other ingredients can reflect the feeling of heart palpitations and shock?" Xiangling said slightly distressed.

"Did you remember heart palpitations and shocks when you went to Guyun Pavilion?" Shen Ming finally couldn't help complaining.

"Of course!" Xiangling said with her eyes wide open, "I ran all the way from the coast to the depths of the Demon God's Cave. During the period, I fought with the Qiuqiu people, fought with the fools, and together with Sister Beidou, destroyed the fools' conspiracy."

"If something goes wrong, I'll die."

"Then have you thought about what ingredients to use?" Shen Ming.

"Hmm - not yet." Xiangling said while lying on the table.

"Then it's over? Speaking of which, if you want to emphasize the feeling of palpitation and horror, basically no one will eat this kind of dish." Shen Ming.

"Who said that?" Xiangling said dissatisfiedly, "I am very confident in my cooking, as long as anyone takes a bite, they will definitely want to stop!"

"That's right, Xin Yan!" Xiang Ling turned her head and said to Xin Yan who had just walked over.

"Ah?" Xin Yan was at a loss, she still didn't know what happened.

"Xiang Ling said that he wanted to make a dish with a strong taste of horror and heart palpitations." Shen Ming twitched the corners of his mouth and said.

"You will help me, this villain actually said that no one will eat my food!" Xiang Ling pointed at Shen Ming dissatisfied, and then looked at Xin Yan expectantly.

Xin Yan tightly gripped his guitar, rolling his throat, making a "grunt" sound.

Then, under Xiangling's expectant gaze, he nodded his head with difficulty.

Chapter 62 Hall of Rebirth, I am back

Most of the time spent at sea was boring and tasteless, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Snapped--

When the shoes fell on the ground of Liyue Port Wharf, Shen Ming chopped them fiercely a few times.

"Comfortable!"

Shen Ming was tormented by these rough days on the sea.

"Cough! There are people coming and going here." Shen Ming looked around and saw that they were all people, but they were all Qianyan Army, and there were not many normal traders.

Like the previous battles, the Qianyan Army blocked the front of the port and organized to maintain order.

However, what surprised the Qianyan soldiers this time was that the Southern Cross sailors, who wished to get off the ship in the past, had a louder voice than the other, actually lined up quietly this time.

As the saying goes, if one person can't control the scene, then come two. After the battle of Guyun Pavilion, Shen Ming's prestige in the Southern Cross Fleet can be said to be second only to Beidou.

After both of them uttered silence together, everyone finally quieted down.

Well, in fact, the main reason is that Shen Ming is not familiar enough to understand each other, but his prestige is still high, so the effect is good.

If Shen Ming really stayed on the ship for another year or so, everyone would know the truth, and this group of people would probably return to their original state.

But this is impossible, how could Shen Ming stay in the Southern Cross Fleet for such a long time?

Everyone kept a moderate social distance, and because of the huge amount of prestige earned in the battle of Guyun Pavilion, this effect was achieved through the joint efforts of Beidou and Beidou.

Shen Ming cooperated with Qianyan Army to complete the registration, and came to the interior of Liyue Port Wharf. The number of Qianyan Army here has begun to decrease, and there are gradually peddlers.

"I don't know if someone will come to pick me up." Shen Ming thought as he stroked his chin.

Then he shook his head, "It should be impossible."

Just as he lowered his head and said this, suddenly a shadow appeared in front of his toes.

Shen Ming raised his head suspiciously.

"Bomm!!!" A very cute onomatopoeia.

Shen Ming was startled and turned his head back, took two steps back, only to realize that Hu Tao was pretending to be sinister, grasping and grasping with both hands.

"Haha, Shen Ming, why are you like Xiangling?" Hu Tao waved her hand floating in mid-air a few times, seeing Shen Ming's appearance, she smiled so happily.

"I deliberately took two steps back because I was afraid of bumping into someone." Shen Ming complained.

"Just pretend, just pretend!" Hu Tao walked to a place not far from Shen Ming, and walked side by side with him.

"Xiangling is also like this. Every time I scare her behind her, she will look frightened. It's so fun!"

"The two of you can be regarded as a big or small enemy." Shen Ming said, suddenly thought of something. "By the way, how was your Sea Lantern Festival?"

"Sea Lantern Festival?" Hu Tao looked up at the sky and thought for a while. She nodded affirmatively, and then said, "Very happy!"

"Really? Did someone really go to Xiangsheng Hall for dinner?" Shen Ming said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Hu Tao's eyes were also shining when he said this, "There are so many people, and everyone is not shy about it. I really enjoyed eating."

"Speaking of which, thanks to Mr. Zhongli's spar, he can actually display images thousands of miles away, so amazing!"

"I saw Xin Yan's rock music, great music. At that time, I had the urge to play a few shots."

When Hu Tao saw Shen Ming, she seemed to be talking non-stop, and would wave her hands when she was happy.

Shen Ming didn't speak, just listened like this, listening as he walked.

It can be seen that Hu Tao really wanted to share the joy of the night of the Sea Lantern Festival with Shen Ming, and also praised Mr. Zhongli, especially the magic of the spar and spells. She even planned to use it to record some reincarnations The film was used as a means of publicity for the Hall of Resurrection.

It's a pity that Mr. Zhongli rejected it.

"Oh? Speaking of which, Mr. Zhongli said that he did this because someone gave him an idea." Hu Tao suddenly remembered what Zhongli said, and looked at Shen Ming suspiciously.

"Why do I feel that you are the one who advises Mr.?"

"Oh? Really? Why do you feel this way?" Shen Ming.

"I don't know why, when you toasted to the crystal screen during the Sea Lantern Festival, I got the feeling that you were looking at me."

"That's the kind, the kind that worked so hard to plan everything behind the scenes, and then lightly appeared on the stage at the last moment, looking at the screen and saying Happy Sea Lantern Festival, it's pretty cool."

"Honestly, is that you?"

Alas, to actually reveal his secrets here, Shen Ming secretly punched his fist in his heart.

This was indeed Shen Ming's idea to Zhong Li. After the demon god crisis was over, didn't Shen Ming still have a blank watch that was useless, so he wrote a new copy for Dijun and asked him to do him a little favor.

In the case that the contract did not expressly prohibit it, Dijun actually didn't mind giving it a go, not to mention that he himself said that he hoped to make the Hall of Past Life lively, so he adopted Shen Ming's idea.

However, all the operations were done by the emperor, Shen Ming didn't participate, and couldn't participate, and he didn't have the supernatural power.

I have to say that Dijun's camera sense is very good, and the reason why the Hall of Immortality is so lively is not unrelated to Dijun's in place camera and picture.

So Shen Ming's act of "toasting to invite the bright moon" on the Death Star was naturally caught by the emperor, and he also gave a close-up. Unexpectedly, this close-up made Hu Taoxin feel a little bit, guessing that he was the one who came up with the idea, and it just so happened I was fooled.

Seeing Shen Ming's calm expression, Hu Tao knew it was his idea.

"It sure is you!"

"That's right, it's me." Shen Ming admitted, "After all, I promised to hold a concert for Xiangshengtang back then, so I can't break my promise."

"I knew it." Walnut was very happy.

The two of them walked back to the entrance of the Hall of Rebirth.

Looking at the gate of the Hall of Rebirth, which I haven't seen for nearly a month, that faint sense of familiarity gradually surged.

Hu Tao quietly took half a step behind Shen Ming.

Shen Ming walked to the gate one step at a time, skillfully pushed the gate open, and stepped over the threshold.

It is still the familiar decoration and the familiar color.

There was also a pot of tea and several teacups on the table, and the young lady at the front desk was still sound asleep.

Old man Zhongli was sitting on a chair, holding a book in his hand, took a sip from his teacup, and nodded to the contents of the book from time to time.

After a lapse of more than a month, Shen Ming returned to the Hall of Death, and gradually recovered his feeling of being a guest of the Hall of Death in the familiar atmosphere.

"Anyway, welcome back." Hu Tao whispered behind him, "You haven't fulfilled your duties as a guest for a month, huh? You come to tomorrow's lecture."

At the same time, he blinked his left eye a little.

Chapter 63 Conversation with Dijun

After chatting with Hu Tao for a while, Shen Ming sat opposite Zhong Li and poured himself a cup of tea.

The lady on duty was still sleeping, and Hu Tao returned to her room.

Shen Ming sat opposite Zhong Li like this, he raised his teacup and took a big sip, the mouth was warm and refreshing.

"Tea, that's not how you drink it." Zhong Li put down the book in his hand.