Who Awakened His Talent?

Su Yu's gaze was particularly deep, and the scene in front of him quickly enlarged.

Kyoto, Guoanmen Square.

On an altar, there are a large number of strange items placed.

Next to the altar, Nie Zhiyuan, wearing a black and white robe, was dancing and performing something.

Around it, a large number of people gathered, all of whom were people of Daxia.

"How come it's been so many years that the old master has been dancing every year!"

"By the way, does that master of fate really exist? Why does Daxia worship him every year?"

"Nonsense! If he didn't exist, why would he build so many statues every year?"

"That's right! We have been learning from Mr. Su's deeds since elementary school. Are you afraid that you have never failed reading comprehension before?"

...

The crowd was in a commotion, and while watching, many young people started talking around.

In the past, the annual festival was held with great solemnity, and there was no such playful smile.

But in recent decades, the inheritance of culture and history has gradually begun to fade.

The power of time is huge, and the history of Daxia in people's minds has gradually become less clear. Even if it is written into textbooks, most people still will not remember it.

"quiet!"

Suddenly, Nie Zhiyuan shouted loudly.

Everyone immediately shut up and did not dare to talk anymore.

I saw Nie Zhiyuan stop his performance, then turned around, took off his Taoist robe angrily, and cursed: "I really forgot about my mother when I was full!"

He stood on the altar and looked around with sharp eyes.

Then, Nie Zhiyuan pointed at the statue in the center of Guoanmen Square and said sternly:

"You must understand that it is all because of him that you are able to stand here and speak now!"

"Not only you, but your father, your father's father, your father's father's father, all can live because of him!"

"So, if you dare to be disrespectful to him, I won't mind sending you to the underworld right now!"

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying pressure of the peak of the high gods erupted!

The crowd suddenly fell silent!

Those who were originally a little unconvinced and felt that Nie Zhiyuan was being mysterious were now as silent as a cicada.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Nie Zhiyuan snorted coldly, and then looked at the statue again, his expression was extremely respectful, and his waist was slightly bent.

"Big boss! If you don't show up, they will almost forget you. You don't know how stupid those twelfth and eighteenth generation ancestors are..."

Nie Zhiyuan muttered to the statue alone, but no one dared to gossip at this moment.

"If you forget, just forget it. You can save a piece of meat."

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The voice was relaxed, as if there was nothing in the world worth caring about.

Everyone looked up and saw a familiar figure appearing on the square.

He has a slender and tall figure, handsome appearance, and a carefree curve at the corner of his mouth, as if he has the whole world under his control.

"Fuck! Big boss!"

The moment he saw Su Yu, Nie Zhiyuan was overjoyed and excited to the extreme. His whole face turned red, "I thought my work today was in vain again!"

With that said, he rushed over, knelt down directly to Su Yu's side, and hugged Su Yu's thigh with great enthusiasm, as if he was begging for help from a big boss.

"Hey, hey, hey! Only I can hold my Lord's thighs!"

Natal kept poking Nie Zhiyuan's spine with her fingers, her eyes particularly alert.

Su Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this.

"Okay, get up."

Everyone in the square looked at this scene, with looks of surprise on their faces.

"What's going on? Who is this person? He actually made the old Imperial Master kneel down!"

"Hiss! Why does that face look more and more familiar the more you look at it? It can't be that person..."

"Isn't it possible? Doesn't the book say that Mr. Su lives in a place called Tianwaitian?"

...

Su Yu's appearance immediately caused an uproar.

In Daxia, Su Yu's name was like thunder.

After all, he is a character who has been studied since elementary school textbooks.

Zhou Zhen directly compiled Su Yu's life into a textbook, and everyone who grew up in Daxia knows about it.

However, the people of Daxia did not regard him as a human being.

In everyone's perception, he is already a god.

His deeds are so exaggerated that even without any embellishment, it is difficult for people to believe that they are things that humans can do.

After all, it is hard to imagine that a being who could create the world would be associated with an ordinary person.

However, now the myth has entered reality.

This makes most people feel a sense of unreality.

"Okay, enough chatter, I won't be down for a long time this time."

Su Yu kicked Nie Zhiyuan away, and then a sledgehammer condensed in his hand.

"Lucky Magic Hammer?"

The moment he saw this sledgehammer, Nie Zhiyuan's face became even more joyful!

"Boss, beat me! Beat me, beat me!"

Before Su Yu could speak, Nie Zhiyuan stretched his head over.

"...Does our Imperial Master have any hobbies?"

Seeing his appearance, the people in the square were confused and began to speculate with strange expressions.

Su Yu's eyelids also trembled slightly. He suspected that after spending a long time with this guy, he might be able to condense a memory anchor!

Bang--

"Ouch!! It hurts, it hurts..."

The hammer fell, and Nie Zhiyuan howled in pain.

This scene made everyone else's minds filled with questions.

Good fellow, the old national teacher prayed for hundreds of years just to be hit by a hammer?

Buzz!

However, just when everyone was puzzled by Nie Zhiyuan's confusing behavior.

The surrounding space suddenly shook!

Nie Zhiyuan's aura rose wildly!

In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the God King level.

Then, a vast aura descended from the sky, instantly covering the entire Daxia!

That aura was as majestic as the sea, as deep and distant as the abyss, and made everyone present feel an inexplicable throbbing and fear in their hearts!

Rumble--

Then, the sky suddenly cracked, and a Taoist scripture with black and white appeared!

"Hehe! Thank you, big boss!"

Nie Zhiyuan laughed.

In the sky, there was a part of the Dark Yao authority.

Now, he was forcibly raised to the God King level, and he needed to receive the authority to completely consolidate the God King level.

However, at this moment.

Xi Niu Hezhou.

On Lingshan Mountain, the Great Leiyin Temple suddenly cracked open.

A terrifying suction force came out from it, directly sucking the Dark Yao Dao Sutra in.

"Huh? Where is my Dao Sutra?"

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