Chapter 1077: Corpses Forge Soldiers, Calculate Each Other

Mu Zhixing is a little crazy, Zhou Shu is looking for death.

Did he forget that his avatar immediately fell into a coma as soon as he stepped on the altar.

And his deity, just taking back the avatar, vomited blood directly.

He still doesn't believe in evil now, does he have to try it himself?

If this deity is also in a coma, who will save him?

Is he Juzhi Xing?

He, Mu Zhixing, doesn't have that ability!

"I'm here to save people."

Zhou Shu said calmly without looking back.

He continued to walk towards the altar, step by step, at an unhurried pace.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Of course, apart from Zhou Shu, the only person who was still awake was Mu Zhixing.

Mu Zhixing had already hid hundreds of feet away, as if he was afraid of being harmed by the fish in the pond.

But with Mu Zhixing's character, it's normal for him to do so.

He didn't immediately flee back to the top of the sinkhole, so he was already very powerful.

This life-saving guy, when in danger, often runs faster than anyone else.

Of course, Mu Zhixing didn't run away this time, probably because he is just an incarnation now, even if he really died, it wouldn't have much impact on the deity.

"I said, lord, don't force yourself, if you really can't bear it, come back quickly."

Mu Zhixing yelled from a distance, "Don't provoke this arm, it's a bit evil, if it is provoked, we may not be able to suppress him again."

Mu Zhixing looked at the severed arm on the altar, only feeling terrified.

He has never been an adventurous person. In order to explore the Guanghan Palace, he could shamelessly come to Zhou Shu to learn his method of self-improvement.

Without other methods of transformation, Mu Zhixing would not even go to Guanghan Palace!

You know, he is the younger brother of the Emperor of Ancient Heaven, and Guanghan Palace can even be said to be his own palace.

It may also be because of this character that when the ancient heavenly court was destroyed, he was able to live safely and soundly for ten thousand years.

But Zhou Shu is obviously different from him.

Many times, Zhou Shu is just too lazy to fight because he doesn't need it.

That doesn't mean he doesn't dare to fight.

Zhou Shu never backs down when he needs to take risks.

He doesn't fight, that's because he doesn't need to fight, he just likes to be a quiet soldier builder.

It doesn't mean he doesn't dare, and it doesn't mean he can't.

Those who have been enemies of Zhou Shu know that when Zhou Shu is forced to start doing something, it is often the beginning of their nightmare.

"Da da--"

The sound of footsteps echoed at the bottom of the tiankeng, appearing unusually clear.

With a solemn expression, Zhou Shu walked up to the altar step by step.

The moment he stepped onto the altar, with a bang, he felt a surge of blood rushing toward his face.

It felt like the sky fell in an instant.

Zhou Shu shouted loudly, and the power of the true source rolled in his body, and his body seemed to suddenly swell several times.

From Mu Zhixing's point of view, Zhou Shu's back suddenly seemed to have turned into a giant that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

"Boom—"

The thunderous impact reverberated in the air, the sound was so loud that Mu Zhixing covered his ears in pain.

When he raised his head again, he saw that Zhou Shu's hand had touched the severed arm.

That amputated arm was abnormally large, Zhou Shu stood in front of it, as small as an ant.

Zhou Shu now seems to be standing in front of a small mountain. The oppressive feeling is unimaginable unless he is personally on the scene.

Zhou Shu was determined, so he was in a trance for a moment.

He seemed to be in the destruction of the world, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere, and the screams echoed in his mind.

Biting the tip of his tongue, Zhou Shu spat out a mouthful of blood, regaining consciousness.

"Pangu? This Pangu is not that Pangu!"

Zhou Shu muttered to himself, "In my eyes, you are just a piece of material!"

With a loud shout, fire dragons sprang up between Zhou Shu's hands.

The fire dragons shot out one after another, and in the blink of an eye, eighteen fire dragons had already flown out.

Eighteen fire dragons completely wrapped the huge arm.

The sound of flames burning skin and flesh sounded.

Mu Zhixing heard an extremely angry roar, his head hurt, and he fell into a coma instantly.

Zhou Shu was shaking, his seven orifices were bleeding, but his back was still straight.

With both hands, he was resolutely chanting the formulas one by one, and the laws were strict.

Eighteen fire dragons circled and moved, and the huge arms began to emit a slight bloody light, as if they were resisting the burning of the fire dragons.

The two sides appear to be deadlocked.

Zhou Shu's face was expressionless, his hands were still steady, and beads of sweat had begun to appear on his forehead.

And the blood from his seven orifices continued to flow downward, which looked extremely frightening.

If someone who knew Zhou Shu saw this scene, they would know that this was almost the most miserable time in Zhou Shu's history.

From the beginning of the Great Xia Army Casting Division, Zhou Shu was rarely in such a mess.

Zhu Bing cast himself seriously injured, he is afraid that he is the first among the cast soldiers.

At this moment, Zhou Shu gave up all his thoughts.

He only had one thought, and that was to cast this amputated arm into a divine weapon!

No matter what Pangu's arm it is, no matter what secrets it has!

In Zhou Shu's eyes, it is a rare piece of material.

In Zhou Shu's eyes, he is even more outstanding than those Yuanshi in the big world.

Even if it wasn't the case, Zhou Shu would not let this arm make his woman and brother unconscious!

"Zizi la la—"

The sound of burning echoed at the bottom of the tiankeng, and time gradually passed.

What Zhou Shu didn't know was that the top of the tiankeng was already in a mess.

Zhou Shu came back suddenly, but after seeing Shi Songtao, he went straight to this place.

Shi Songtao, the deputy head of the Huaxia Pavilion, is still in a daze.

The biggest problem is not that Zhou Shu returned suddenly, but that after Zhou Shu returned, he entered the tiankeng and never returned!

Seven days have passed since Zhou Shu returned.

Seven days ago, Zhou Shu went down into the tiankeng and never came up!

Shi Songtao had already reached the edge of the tiankeng, and now he was walking around like ants on a hot pot.

"I said can you not go?"

Mu Zhixing was lying on a rock, crossed his legs, rolled his eyes and said, "It makes me dizzy!"

"I said, how can you let the prince go down alone?"

Shi Songtao stared at Mu Zhixing, and said, "Are you not worried about the prince's safety at all?"

"Why am I worried about him? He is much better than me."

Mu Zhixing said leisurely, "If something happens to him, wouldn't it be better if I go there to deliver food?"

"Let me tell you, he's definitely still alive. You don't have to worry about salty carrots. Also, let me tell you, don't go down and make trouble. As long as you're like you, it's useless except to slow you down."

Mu Zhixing said.

"I--"

Shi Songtao said angrily, "I can only hold back, what about you? You are much better than me, go and see!"

"I dont go."

Mu Zhixing said firmly.

Of course he wouldn't tell Shi Songtao that he had created an avatar to go with Zhou Shu, and that the avatar hadn't returned to his true self, which meant that his avatar was still alive.

Since his incarnation is still alive, Zhou Shu must also be alive.

Mu Zhixing believes that no matter what the circumstances, as long as Zhou Shu is willing, he will definitely be the one who can live to the end.

Mu Zhixing didn't have the idea of ​​recalling the incarnation in advance either. In his opinion, with Zhou Shu around, the sky won't fall, and his avatar just had to mix up the record.

"you--"

Shi Songtao has nothing to do with Mu Zhixing.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Mu Zhixing and Huaxia Pavilion has always been a little strange.

If you say he is from the Huaxia Pavilion, he really is not, he has never joined the Huaxia Pavilion.

If you say he is not, he has a close relationship with Huaxia Pavilion, and he was Zhou Shu's slave...

Of course, Shi Songtao also knew that Mu Zhixing was acting back then.

Generally speaking, Mu Zhixing, Huaxia Pavilion, and Zhou Shu are more like allies than a family.

With this kind of relationship, it is naturally impossible for Shi Songtao to order him to do anything.

"I said Shi Songtao, how big of a deal is this?"

Mu Zhixing glanced at Shi Songtao, and said, "You just haven't seen the world. If you know what your pavilion master is doing in the big world, your little heart might explode right away?"

"That's the real dance on the edge of the blade. One mistake, you will be smashed to pieces, and there will be no place to die."

"Didn't we survive the same? How big is the scene now?"

Shi Songtao frowned, just from Mu Zhixing's words, he could hear what the pavilion master experienced in the world behind the door.

Is the world behind the door so dangerous?

So why not stay here?

They have no rivals in this world, and they can live a carefree life!

But Shi Songtao understood Zhou Shu's thoughts when he thought about how lonely Wudi was.

They are not people who dare to be ordinary from the bottom of their hearts.

Besides, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, even if they want to be at ease, they can't help themselves.

It's like this tiankeng, didn't it just pop up out of nowhere?

"No, I can't just wait like this!"

Shi Songtao gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I can't help the Pavilion Master in other aspects, at least I can block the sword for the Pavilion Master! Before I die, no one can think of hurting the Pavilion Master!"

Shi Songtao roared with righteous indignation.

"Why don't you listen to advice?"

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "Go if you want, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you affect the performance of your pavilion master, it is your own responsibility, I have stopped you!"

"Hmph, for the pavilion master, I will die!"

Shi Songtao jumped into the tiankeng as if the wind was blowing, the water was cold, and the strong man was gone and would never return.

"boom--"

Just as Shi Songtao jumped down, he heard a loud noise, and waves of air rolled in. Shi Songtao was directly blown back to the edge of the tiankeng by the waves of air.

Mu Zhixing: "..."

Shi Songtao: "..."

Others in Huaxia Pavilion: "..."

"Shi Songtao, are you here to be funny?"

Mu Zhixing spoke a little speechlessly.

Shi Songtao's face was black, he was so funny!

I really jumped down, okay, but I don’t know what power broke out below, and rushed me back!

"Come again!"

Shi Songtao gritted his teeth and jumped down again.

Almost at the same time, another air wave rolled in the tiankeng, and this time, it was accompanied by an explosion of flames.

In an instant, like a volcanic eruption, Shi Songtao was repeatedly hit back again and again, and his hair and eyebrows were burnt black.

"Ha ha--"

Mu Zhixing finally couldn't help laughing.

"Let me just tell you, what are you going to do with your meager skills?"

Mu Zhixing said, "With the prince here, it's useless for anyone to go if he can't handle things."

"Do you really think I'm joking with you?"

Mu Zhixing said confidently, "Just wait here honestly."

"If the prince returns with a big victory, then you should applaud and cheer. If he can't come back, then you should run faster, maybe you can save your life."

Mu Zhixing said casually.

Shi Songtao's face turned black. Didn't it mean that those people went to the Tiankeng before and never came back?

Why didn't you even let me go when it came to me?

What the hell is at the bottom of this tiankeng?

Why can't I go?

Shi Songtao's eyes turned, and finally fell on the other people in Huaxia Pavilion here.

"Go down and support the Pavilion Master!"

Shi Songtao ordered loudly.

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes, "Others don't cry when they see the coffin, but you don't cry when you see the coffin."

Shi Songtao ignored him at all, forcing those masters of Huaxia Pavilion to support Zhou Shu.

"Boom——"

There were several loud bangs, and people continued to try, but the result was exactly the same as Shi Songtao.

It seems that since Shi Songtao, no one can enter the tiankeng anymore.

Mu Zhixing was also amazed when he saw it. When his incarnation and Zhou Shu went down into the tiankeng before, this kind of thing didn't happen.

Could it be because of what Zhou Shu did under the tiankeng?

Mu Zhixing thinks this is likely to be the case, otherwise, why some people were able to go down before, but not now?

But that doesn't matter, since Zhou Shu has gone, it doesn't matter whether the others go or not.

As he said to Shi Songtao, it doesn't matter if they go or not for things that Zhou Shu can solve, and it doesn't matter if they go or not for things that Zhou Shu can't solve.

How could these people have the ability to solve things that Zhou Shu couldn't solve?

"boom--"

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, they saw a piece of fire rising from the sinkhole.

In the light of the fire, there seemed to be countless screams, and at the same time, there was a monstrous blood turbulence. Everyone just looked at it, and felt dizzy and dizzy.

"Everyone back off, don't look any further!"

Mu Zhixing shouted, "It will hurt the soul!"

Although the people in Huaxia Pavilion here are already the elite of Huaxia Pavilion, their strength is actually not high.

After all, this is only the ancestral land, not the big world.

Here, Tianzun, that already exists like a ceiling.

The sum of the Heavenly Venerates in the entire ancestral land is no more than the number of two palms.

The Dao realm is already a strong one in the ancestral land.

In fact, the Dao realm of Huaxia Pavilion is also one of the few.

Now the person with the highest cultivation base here may be Mu Zhixing.

After Sun Gonggong, Yang Hong, Xiao Jianghe, Wang Xin, and Zhang San left, only Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai and others were left as the top fighters in Huaxia Pavilion.

But a few of them, for some reason, did not come here.

Shouting for everyone to retreat, Mu Zhixing also retreated several miles away, with a lingering fear expression on his face.

Although Mu Zhixing was not weak, he was almost injured by the fire just now.

He made up his mind that before Zhou Shu showed up, he would never get close to that day's pit anyway.

The pit that day was so fucking weird!

"Mu Zhixing, let me ask you, did you and the prince come back for this sinkhole?"

After retreating several miles away, Shi Songtao also had a frightened face, and he asked.

"You ask me who am I asking?"

Mu Zhixing said angrily, he really didn't know.

Zhou Shu told him that his elder brother had left something in the ancestral land, and then dragged him back.

The ghost knows what his elder brother left behind in the ancestral land!

Shi Songtao's expression was solemn, he did not believe that such a coincidence happened.

The appearance of the tiankeng and the return of the pavilion master happened almost at the same time.

In addition, this tiankeng is so weird now, it must not be easy to provoke.

He guessed that nine times out of ten, the pavilion owner came back for this tiankeng.

"You are in the world behind the door, don't you have any relevant news?"

Shi Songtao continued to ask without giving up.

He was really worried.

If something happens to Zhou Shu, what will they do in Huaxia Pavilion?

"If you have the time to worry about these things, you might as well think about it, how should you deal with yourself after the lord brings you to the big world!"

Mu Zhixing said grumpily that he didn't want to discuss his elder brother's matter with others.

"Let me tell you, the prince is in the big world, and he is the boss of an organization called Tiangong Pavilion."

Mu Zhixing said, "You may not have heard of the Tiangong Pavilion, but I can tell you that the Tiangong Pavilion is similar to your current Huaxia Pavilion. It is the only military casting organization in the big world."

"The big world is countless times bigger than this world, and Cui Lin, the first vice-master of the Tiangong Pavilion, is known as the first Tianzun under the false gods. He is a hundred times stronger in both martial arts and military casting skills." For you, you are the most powerful assistant of the prince."

"After going to the big world, you, it's useless to see—"

Mu Zhixing spoke leisurely.

Shi Songtao: "..."

I'm worried about the safety of the Pavilion Master, what are you thinking about?

Are you trying to incite me to fight for power?

I, Shi Songtao, am I like that?

Do you think I care about these powers?

As long as I follow the pavilion master, I will be considered as a small soldier casting apprentice, so what?

You Mu Zhixing, you underestimated me, Shi Songtao too much!

"If I can't get down, it doesn't mean everyone can't get down!"

Shi Songtao gritted his teeth.

"You still don't give up?"

Mu Zhixing glanced at him, and said, "Can't you just wait obediently? Don't you know, generally speaking, it's people like you who do bad things."

Shi Songtao snorted coldly, "That's better than you ignoring it. What if the pavilion master is in danger now and needs someone to help?"

"I'm not strong enough, but there are others in Huaxia Pavilion! I'll go to General Mi and General Meng. Their strength will definitely help the Pavilion Master!"

Shi Songtao said in a deep voice.

"Oh? I just remembered, what did Yonago Wenmengbai go to do? The prince has been back for so long, and they haven't shown up? Is this because someone left the tea?"

Mu Zhixing pouted.

"I can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth! The two generals went to retreat and broke through their cultivation!"

Shi Songtao scolded.

After saying that, he turned around and left, "You stay here, if there is any accident, please let me know at any time, I will come as soon as I go!"

Shi Songtao soared into the sky, and Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes.

"The strength is not very good, this tone is not small, really think I am a soldier of your Huaxia Pavilion?"

Mu Zhixing wandered around leisurely, then found another rock and lay down.

His purpose of coming back to the ancestral land this time is very clear, that is to follow Zhou Shu to make soy sauce.

As for Zhou Shu talking about what his elder brother left behind, Mu Zhixing didn't take it seriously from the beginning to the end.

What good things can his elder brother leave behind?

When the Heavenly Court was destroyed, the good things had already been divided up.

Besides, his elder brother was plotted to death at the beginning, it was an accident at all, how could he leave anything good in time?

He didn't have that chance.

"Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu, you really don't know my elder brother, my elder brother, if he has a good thing, he uses it himself first, how can he keep it?"

Mu Zhixing muttered to himself.

"He doesn't know your elder brother, don't you know?"

Suddenly, a voice fell in Mu Zhixing's ears.

"Who? Who's talking to me!"

Mu Zhixing sat up abruptly, looking around.

In the distance, everyone in Huaxia Pavilion was busy, and no one paid attention to him at all.

Mu Zhixing frowned. It seemed that the person who spoke to him just now was not from Huaxia Pavilion. Who was that?

"Who are you, pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

Mu Zhixing shouted.

His voice made everyone look sideways.

Mu Zhixing didn't care about everyone's reaction, but stared at his surroundings vigilantly.

"Don't look, you can't see me."

That voice rang in Mu Zhixing's ear again.

The voice was ethereal, as if it came from all directions.

Mu Zhixing stared at the people around him all the time, nothing unusual happened.

"You don't need to speak, just answer me consciously."

The voice continued.

"Ju Zhixing, I want to make a deal with you, are you interested?"

said the voice.

Mu Zhixing frowned, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Finally, he said in consciousness, "What deal?"

"Zhou Shu is casting magic weapons at the bottom of the tiankeng, I want you to help me get the magic weapons he made."

said the voice.

Mu Zhixing has been recalling where he heard this voice, but this voice is neither male nor female, and it has been disguised as soon as he heard it, so it is impossible to tell who the other party is from the voice.

"If you want Zhou Shu's magic weapon, you can go to him directly."

Mu Zhixing said subconsciously, "Shen Bing is a business deal for him, as long as you can afford the price, he will definitely give you the Shen Bing."

"If you come to me for a deal, then I will definitely make a fortune. After all, you will only pay more."

"Are you thinking of me?"

The voice laughed and said, "You don't have to worry about that, the last thing I need is money."

"Then tell me, what can impress me about you?"

Mu Zhixing curled his lips, and continued, "If you want to ask me, Mu Zhixing, the price is very high."

"Our platoon can't be taken lightly."

"Nature will please you."

The voice said, "Since I found you, I naturally know what you are up to. As long as you bring the magic weapon in Zhou Shu's hand, I can..."

His voice gradually lowered.

Mu Zhixing's expression changed, and there seemed to be a stormy sea in his eyes.

After a long time, Mu Zhixing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the waves in his eyes had disappeared.

He just sat on the boulder so quietly until Shi Songtao, Yonago Wen and Meng Bai came together, during which he did not move or say a word.

"Ju Zhi Xing!"

Shi Songtao greeted Mu Zhixing and said loudly, "Is there anything wrong?"

Mu Zhixing's eyes flickered, and he said, "No!"

"You don't have to worry, the prince is casting soldiers at the bottom of the tiankeng. When he finishes casting, he will come up. If you go on now, it will only affect his casting of divine soldiers."

Mu Zhixing said.

"Second brother is casting soldiers at the bottom of the pit? How do you know?"

Yonomi asked in a low voice.

"I lived and died with him in the big world, and established a close relationship. Do I need to explain this to you?"

Mu Zhixing said angrily, "I don't believe you can continue to rush down. If it really caused him to fail in casting soldiers, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"you--"

The three of Mi Ziwen were choked speechless.

"My lord casts troops at the bottom of the valley, so what happened to the people who entered the bottom of the valley before?"

Meng Bai said, "Brother Mu, it's not the first day we met, we are all friends, there is no need to bicker."

"What do you know?"

Meng Bai smiled and said, "Do you see anything that needs our help?"

"I don't have the time to argue with you. I'm a straightforward person. I can say whatever I have."

Mu Zhixing said, "If you don't believe it, that's your business."

"Well, we trust Brother Wood."

Meng Bai said with a smile, "Since brother Mu said so, let's wait."

Meng Bai winked at Yonago Wen and Shi Songtao, and the three walked aside together.

"Teacher, Mu Zhixing has something on his mind."

Miziwen said in a low voice.

Mengbai nodded.

They are two teachers and students, and what they are best at is the art of war. The art of war is originally the skill of fighting with others.

Observing words and colors is just the most basic operation.

"He has something to hide from us, there is no doubt about it."

Meng Bai said in a low voice, "But it may not be malicious, we'd better wait, as long as the prince can come up, then we don't need to worry about it."

After all, Mu Zhixing is not a subordinate of Huaxia Pavilion. They can be wary of Mu Zhixing, but they can't easily turn against him.

"My lord, his sudden return from the world behind the door has nothing to do with what happened here?"

Mi Ziwen frowned, and said in a deep voice, he and Meng Bai retreated to attack the realm of Tianzun, and have not paid much attention to outside things recently.

Unexpectedly, such a big event came across this exit.

Yaoqing disappeared, the three princesses disappeared, and the prince returned from the world behind the door, but also never returned.

What is going on in this sinkhole?

"I don't know either."

Shi Songtao shook his head, "What I told you before is all I know."

"This tiankeng appeared suddenly, without any signs before, and none of the people who went down came up soberly, and I don't know anything about what's going on below."

Shi Songtao said helplessly.

A few spies came up after going down, but after they came up, they couldn't tell what was going on below.

So up to now, Shi Songtao has no idea what is going on at the bottom of the tiankeng.

"I think that Juzhixing is not lying about this."

Meng Bai pondered, "With the strength of the prince, he should be able to handle the general situation, and the fire in the tiankeng is so fierce, it seems that the prince is really casting magic weapons."

"Although I don't know why the prince suddenly forged magic weapons here, but he must have his reasons for doing things. It doesn't matter if we wait."

Mengbai said.

Now, wait, there seems to be no other way.

"Deputy Pavilion Master Shi, block the news, especially about the prince's return, don't spread it for now."

Meng Bai pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Shi Songtao nodded, he also knew the severity, in fact, few people knew about Zhou Shu's return.

...

At the bottom of the tiankeng, Zhou Shu's face was pale, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

The wet clothes were steamed dry by the flames in an instant, and then soaked in sweat again. It happened again and again, and I don't know how many times it has happened.

If it is an ordinary person, just sweating like this, he would have already died of dehydration.

Rao is Zhou Shu, who is also on the verge of falling, as if he might fall down at any time.

But his eyes were frighteningly bright.

His hands are also as steady as Mount Tai, and one after another magic formulas are continuously played, and fire dragons are flying in the air.

That huge and incomparably severed arm has completely lost its flesh and blood at this moment, leaving only a piece of bone as white as jade.

Even this white bone is slowly melting.

In the competition between Zhou Shu and Bai Gu, in the end, Zhou Shu was the winner!

Once the white bones are melted, it means that Zhou Shu has completely disposed of the material for casting soldiers, and the next thing will be easy to handle.

Although the duration of this process is not too long, the risks involved are not humane.

During this process, if there is even a slight mistake, Zhou Shu is now dead.

During the whole process, he seemed to be walking on the tip of a knife, and he might be injured by the blade at any time.

Fortunately, although the process is risky, the result is still very good.

He has completely eliminated the little will remaining in this truncated arm, and this truncated arm has become a real material for casting soldiers.

Using human bones to cast soldiers sounds a bit sensational.

But in fact, the bones of the peerless powerhouse are extremely tyrannical and indestructible. They are much stronger than ordinary materials for casting soldiers.

In history, there are not a few magical soldiers cast from the bones of peerless powerhouses.

Zhou Shu didn't have much repulsion to this, not to mention that the amputated arm in front of him was definitely not the skeleton of an ordinary strong man.

The owner of this arm, when alive, is definitely far above the false god!

Zhou Shu has never fought against Sheng Sheng in person, so he can't be sure who is stronger and who is weaker between this person and his body.

But he feels that the owner of this arm is, in all likelihood, stronger than Sacred!

If this first generation Pangu was really the pioneering existence in his cognition, then his background is even bigger.

In any case, the magic weapon cast with this amputated arm must be the strongest magic weapon Zhou Shu has ever cast!

"In the future I see, there is no such a magic weapon."

Zhou Shu's eyes were bright, and he thought in his mind, "If someone deliberately led me here, he should be able to guess that I will forge this magical weapon."

"That is to say, the other party wants me to change the direction of the future."

"Is this person Yang Zhitian? Or, is it Mutian? What is his intention in doing this? Changing the future, what good will it do him?"

Zhou Shu saw the future and his own destruction in the stele, but he did not see Yang Zhitian's fate.

Until now, he still couldn't figure out why the future could be seen in the stele.

The future is determined early, that is the words of the magic stick.

If the future is set early, what is the use of hard work?

But he knew clearly that what he saw was the real future!

"He led me to the bank of the Wangchuan River. He himself should have seen the stele. If it is said that he knows his own destiny and is trying to change it, then all this makes sense."

Seeing that the bones had been completely melted into a ball of molten white light, Zhou Shu began to plan in his mind what kind of magical weapon he would use it to cast.

"Fate affects the whole body. His fate may intersect with mine, so anything I do may change his fate."

"I don't know if he is interested in the magic weapon I forged!"

Zhou Shu sneered in his heart.

Although he knew that Yang Zhitian might not have any malice towards him, it was not Zhou Shu's personality to let others manipulate him.

The opponent wants to use him as a pawn, so don't be afraid of being overturned by him!

"It's a pity that Shi Zu is unwilling to cooperate, otherwise, he should know a lot of secrets."

Zhou Shu said to himself, he didn't forget that Yang Zhitian left a life-saving magic weapon for the owner of Tiangong Pavilion, which was the brick called Shizu.

"Nine times out of ten, he wants to borrow my hand to cast this part of the arm into a divine weapon. In that case, he will definitely try to take this magical weapon as his own."

Zhou Shu pondered.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

Zhou Shu snorted coldly.

"I, Zhou Shu, forged the magic weapon with my own hands, but it is not so easy to get."

"Take my magic weapon, and you will be my laborer! However, this is not enough!"

As long as it is a person who has taken the magic weapon cast by Zhou Shu himself, once the enemy is killed, the map of the magic weapon will reward Zhou Shu.

This doesn't require Zhou Shu to do anything more.

So all along, Zhou Shu has not been stingy about giving away the magical weapons he forged to others.

But this time, Zhou Shu felt that it was not enough.

This Yang Zhitian, calculating himself so much, wants him to forge a magic weapon for him, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

If the other party is not allowed to pay enough, Zhou Shu's military casting for so many years will be in vain!

He thought quickly in his mind, and gradually had an idea.

His hands moved like lotus flowers blooming, and with his movements, the fire dragon in the air circled and danced again.

The mass of white molten liquid, as if being grasped by an invisible hand, began to slowly change shape.

"I'd like to see if you want this magical weapon or not!"

A smile appeared on Zhou Shu's face.

The white molten liquid gradually condensed into the appearance of a divine weapon.

At the moment when the magic soldier was condensed, there was a roar of thunder in the sky.

A colorful glow descended from the sky.

This scene stunned everyone on the edge of the tiankeng.

"My lord, did you succeed?"

Meng Bai muttered to himself.

"On Casting Soldiers, the Pavilion Master has never failed."

Shi Songtao said proudly, he didn't know, he thought he had never failed.

"I knew that my second brother would be fine."

A smile appeared on Mi Ziwen's face, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Mu Zhixing also left the boulder and came to the edge of the tiankeng.

He frowned slightly, then relaxed.

"Every time he makes such a big commotion, it seems that he is afraid that others will not know how powerful he is."

Mu Zhixing muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Don't you know how to keep a low profile?"

"If you continue to be so high-profile, sooner or later you will cry!"

Mu Zhixing sighed.

"Boom—"

At this moment, the mountain shook suddenly, and everyone tried their best to stabilize their bodies.

The next moment, they saw a figure soaring into the sky.

"My lord!"

"Master!"

Everyone opened their mouths.

Meng Bai sighed, it seems that there is no need to hide this news.

The prince made such a big noise, who else could he hide?

But having said that, since the prince is fine, there is no need to hide the news of his return.

Not only does it not need to be concealed, but it should be done with great fanfare.

"General, brother, long time no see, no need to be polite."

Zhou Shu stood in the air, his eyes fell on Meng Bai and Mi Ziwen, he smiled slightly, and said.

"Congratulations to you for breaking through the realm of Supreme Heavenly Venerable. I came here in a hurry this time, and I didn't prepare gifts for you. Go back to the big world behind the door, and I will make up for you."

"My lord is too polite."

Both Mengbai and Yoneziwen bowed their hands.

In front of outsiders, Mi Ziwen has always regarded himself as a subordinate, and rarely puts on the airs of Zhou Shu's sworn brother.

"My lord, my concubine?"

Meng Bai couldn't help but speak.

"They're fine."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "I'll talk about it when I get back. Besides, I have something to discuss with you."

"Deputy Pavilion Master Shi, let everyone leave, the matter here has been settled."

Zhou Shu waved at Shi Songtao and said.

Shi Songtao bowed and said yes.

"General, brother, let's go, Mu Zhixing, you come too!"

Zhou Shu greeted a few people, and his figure soared into the sky.

...

Huaxia Pavilion belongs to Zhou Shu's palace.

Before Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian woke up, Zhou Shu had already put them in the bedroom.

Zhou Shu, Meng Bai, Mi Ziwen, Mu Zhixing and Shi Songtao sat opposite each other.

Mengbai, Yonago, and Shi Songtao all looked agitated.

After many years, I finally saw the prince again.

"Pavilion Master, if you have anything to do, just order it, we have been preparing for it all the time!"

Shi Songtao couldn't help but speak.

"My lord, you just forged a magic weapon at the bottom of the valley? How about giving it to me, the magic weapon?"

Mu Zhixing suddenly spoke.

"For you?"

Zhou Shu smiled.

"Ju Zhixing, why is your face so big?"

Shi Songtao couldn't help but said, "Don't you know the value of the magical weapon cast by the pavilion master himself? Why should I give it to you?"

"My lord hasn't objected yet, why are you so excited?"

Mu Zhixing said angrily, "Whether to send it or not, that's up to the prince to decide, prince, don't you think so?"

Mu Zhixing looked at Zhou Shu with a flattering smile on his face.

"It's not impossible to send you off."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "But you always have to give me a reason. You are not the only one who wants the magic weapon I made with my own hands."

He looked directly at Mu Zhixing, as if he wanted to see through his heart.