Chapter 1089 Hidden, Casting Soldiers Overturned (Two More in One, Ten Thousand Word Chapter)

"My lord, do you believe Yang Zhitian's words?"

Liu Ruochuan looked at Zhou Shu who was walking forward, and couldn't help asking.

"You know him better than I do, do you believe it?"

Zhou Shu said calmly.

Liu Ruochuan couldn't see any emotion from his expression.

He said with a wry smile, "I don't know either."

"I thought I knew him very well, but now I know that I have been with him for so many years, but I don't know him at all."

"I can't see clearly in this world."

Liu Ruochuan said with a sigh.

Even with divine power, he still feels very confused.

He didn't know what to do in the future.

All the other gods want to live forever, but he feels that living one life is already tiring enough, why bother to live forever?

If he had to choose again, he would rather die when the ancient heavenly court was destroyed.

That way, there won't be so many troubles now.

"It doesn't matter whether what he said is true or not."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "We can already confirm that Yang Zhitian will not help us."

"How to deal with the holiness of the Emperor of Heaven, we don't have to count on him anymore."

"Of course, the good news is that he probably won't jump out and spoil our affairs."

"Now the gods of the Heavenly Emperor believe that I have mastered the method of transcendence discovered by Yang Zhitian. At least in a short period of time, they should not directly attack us."

"We still have a chance."

Zhou Shu said with a distant look.

"It would be great if there was no holiness in the world."

Liu Ruochuan sighed.

Zhou Shu glanced at him, don't say, Liu Ruochuan may have lied a lot, but there is one thing, he didn't lie.

He really wanted to pull down the gods of the Emperor of Heaven.

Liu Ruochuan is also a strange thing for a saint who doesn't value sacred status so much.

"In this world, there should be no sacredness."

Zhou Shu nodded in agreement.

There is no problem with the sacred cultivation itself, but the problem is that those sacred, clinging to the so-called destiny, treat everyone in the world as their playthings, and wantonly play with everyone's fate.

Here's the problem.

Why, why should everything in the world follow the so-called destiny?

Is it because of what happened in the first cycle that all subsequent cycles have to follow the script?

There is no such reason!

Everyone should have the opportunity to control their own destiny!

"No matter what, let's do what we can and just have a clear conscience."

Zhou Shu said, "Yang Zhitian wants to be alone, so let him."

"Let's work together to overthrow the holiness of the Emperor of Heaven. Either make this world holy, or let everyone in this world be holy!"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

"Everyone in the world is holy?"

Surprised expression appeared on Liu Ruochuan's face, he smiled wryly and shook his head, "How is that possible?"

Everyone is holy, what kind of situation would that be?

"At the very least, let everyone have the opportunity to be holy, instead of the unkindness of heaven and earth that treats everything as a straw dog."

Zhou Shu said with a smile.

"It's useless to think so much. Now, let's think of a way first, how to deal with the gods of the Emperor of Heaven."

Zhou Shu continued, "The lie about the method of detachment may not be delayed for too long."

"It's Yang Zhitian's idea, which is very interesting."

Zhou Shu's face revealed a look of contemplation, "I'm not sure, I can really use this method of detachment to send the Emperor of Heaven and the others away."

"Send the Heavenly Emperor and the others away with this method of detachment?"

Liu Ruochuan looked puzzled, a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking casually."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, whether it works or not, we have to go back and think about the details carefully.

"Where did Qi Tian go?"

Zhou Shu raised his head and looked forward, Qi Tian left them one step ahead, and now he has disappeared.

"Leave him alone."

Liu Ruochuan said nonchalantly, "Nine out of ten he has already returned to Tiangong Pavilion."

"I said Liu Ruochuan, what is the relationship between you and Yang Zhitian?"

Zhou Shu looked at Liu Ruochuan, wondering.

"It's nothing, he saved us back then and taught us the way of cultivation."

Liu Ruochuan didn't seem to want to mention it, and said casually, "It's all in the past. Qi Tian and I have worked for him for many years, and we have already paid off what we owed him."

"It's fine as it is now, we have nothing to do with each other."

Liu Ruochuan looked disappointed.

Zhou Shu knew that he was in a bad mood, so he patted him on the shoulder and didn't speak any more.

The two buried their heads in their journey, and within a short time, they had already returned to the Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu stayed in Tiangong Pavilion for a few days, and then returned to the territory of the ancestral human race.

There, he could not retreat directly.

During this period, quite a few people came to him, but those people with the highest cultivation base were just false gods.

The true holiness has never appeared since the judge.

Zhou Shu asked people to keep all the visitors out of the door, and no one knew what he was busy with.

If it wasn't for Mu Zhixing's sudden return, I'm afraid he won't know how long this retreat will last.

"Have you found the bones of the first Pangu?"

With a trace of tiredness on his face, Zhou Shu looked at Mu Zhixing and said.

With Zhou Shu's current cultivation base, even if he does not sleep for several years, he will not feel tired.

He is like this now, which shows that he has exhausted his mental energy.

How can the method of detachment be so easy?

Yang Zhitian was shocked and talented. After several cycles and countless years, he couldn't really solve this problem.

Even though Zhou Shu's skill in casting soldiers is not weaker than that of Yang Zhitian, it is not a matter of a day or two to find a solution.

"No!"

Mu Zhixing said angrily.

"I have turned the ancestral land upside down, but I haven't found even a shadow! I said, lord, are you sure that Pangu's bones are hidden in the ancestral land?"

"Not quite sure."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said.

"Not very sure, you still let me look for it?"

Mu Zhixing said angrily, "Aren't you kidding me?"

"You can't blame me for that."

Zhou Shu shrugged and said, "I got this news from your elder brother."

"My brother?"

Mu Zhixing frowned, "My lord, do you still think my elder brother is not dead?"

"It's not my opinion, it's the truth."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Just before you came back, I just met him. I not only met your elder brother, but also your elder sister-in-law."

"By the way, did you give the colorful robe I gave you last time to your elder brother?"

Zhou Shu looked at Mu Zhixing and asked.

At the beginning, he used the arm of the first generation of Pangu as the main material to cast a multicolored robe.

He did it on purpose, just to give Yang Zhitian a hard time.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Shu had already met Yang Zhitian before Wucai Xiayi had any effect.

Of course, what he saw was not the real body.

However, the clay sculpture Yang Zhitian has Yang Zhitian's distraction, and there is not much difference from the main body.

"I didn't give it to my big brother."

Mu Zhixing subconsciously blurted out, "I sold it to No. 1!"

"Number one?"

Zhou Shu frowned slightly, and immediately figured it out.

The No. 1 man with the golden mask, nine out of ten, is also inseparable from Yang Zhitian.

The pawns that this guy Yang Zhitian buried are really too numerous to count.

"never mind."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said casually.

"Since the bones of the first Pangu were not found, why did you come back in such a hurry?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"I'm coming back to return."

Mu Zhixing said angrily, "I have searched all over the ancestral land, but I can't find it. Am I going to die of old age there?"

Mu Zhixing has never been a rigid person, so he would not do that kind of thing.

"Since you can't find the ancestral land, then look for it in this big world."

Zhou Shu said casually, "I believe in you, I can definitely do it."

"No, don't trust me."

Mu Zhixing quickly shook his head and said, "I quit, I don't want the benefits you promised me."

"I knew it, this matter is not so easy! No wonder you promised me so many benefits!"

Mu Zhixing had an attitude of lying flat, anyway, no matter what Zhou Shu said, he would never look for the bones of the first generation of Pangu again.

"All right."

Zhou Shu didn't force him, and said, "Since you don't want to find the bones of the first generation Pangu, then I have a task here, do you want to take it?"

"Let's listen first!"

Mu Zhixing said.

He wouldn't mindlessly agree immediately.

Others don't know, but Mu Zhixing does. Zhou Shu's subordinates are so strong, what does he want to do, and those under him, why don't they rush to do it?

Things that require him, Mu Zhixing, are definitely not so easy to handle, just like looking for the bones of the first generation Pangu.

Who knows what strange tasks Zhou Shu has here.

"I have a deal with the Holy Emperor. He sent a holy man to me. I also want to send someone to him so that we can communicate."

Zhou Shu murmured, "After much deliberation, you are the only one who is smart enough to go there."

"To be a proton?"

Mu Zhixing blurted out, and immediately made two peeps.

"Are you making me a hostage first?"

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "You have a good idea! You are not willing to send your own cronies, but let me go?"

"I'm stupid to go!"

"You think too much."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "It's not a hostage, it's sacred, and there's no need for a hostage."

"Even me, in the eyes of the gods, I'm just an ant that can be crushed to death. Do you think they need hostages?"

Zhou Shu said.

"That's not what it says."

Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "Others don't know you, but I don't know? Don't look at those holy people who seem to have the upper hand now, they will definitely not take advantage of you."

"Even if they were not hostages in the past, they will become hostages in a short time."

Mu Zhixing was firm and said, "I won't go."

"You said you can't do this, and you can't do that. You don't plan to eat dry food here, do you?"

Zhou Shu said impatiently, "Our situation is very bad now. Everyone is fighting for the survival of the human race in the ancestral land. If you want to lie flat, I cannot tolerate you here."

"My lord, do you want to do this!"

Mu Zhixing shouted, "We have such a deep friendship, you want to drive me away?"

"I'm not trying to drive you away, it's just that if you want to stay, you have to do something, otherwise, what will other people think? They will say that Zhou Shu is unfair!"

Zhou Shu shook his head and said.

"You choose yourself. One is to continue to search for the bones of the first generation Pangu, and the other is to go to the Holy Emperor and be responsible for communicating with him."

Zhou Shu said directly.

"Is there a third way?"

Mu Zhixing said with a bitter face.

"What I'm best at is not doing these chores. I'm good at finding out news. Otherwise, how about I still be in charge of finding out news for you?"

Mu Zhixing said.

"Need not."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "Someone is already doing the scouting."

"You choose one of these two, otherwise, you will leave here and fend for yourself."

Zhou Shu waved his hand impatiently and said.

"Then I'm really leaving."

Mu Zhixing stood up and said.

Zhou Shu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, signaling him to please.

"Let's go."

Mu Zhixing turned his head three times and said.

"If you want to go, go quickly! You don't look like a man!"

Zhou Shu scolded.

"I--"

Mu Zhixing had already walked to the door, but he still didn't take the last step, and said helplessly.

"alright, you win!"

Mu Zhixing said viciously, "Forget it, I'll choose the first one!"

"I will continue to look for the bones of the first Pangu!"

After Mu Zhixing finished speaking, he walked out with a big face.

After he left, behind Zhou Shu, a figure turned out, it was Liu Ruochuan, Marshal of Gu Tianting Canopy.

"What do you see?"

Zhou Shu asked without looking back.

"He wanted to stay by your side on purpose."

Liu Ruochuan said.

"There is no need to talk nonsense."

Zhou Shu said.

This is something that can be seen at a glance.

"Others, I can't see it."

Liu Ruochuan shook his head and said, "I have known of his existence for many years. I have seen him before when Gu Tianting was still there."

"If he is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian, it doesn't seem like it."

Liu Ruochuan pondered.

"And according to what you said, he learned the method of self-transformation from you. In this way, it is unlikely that he is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian."

Liu Ruochuan thought about it and said.

"What if he did it on purpose?"

Zhou Shu said noncommittally.

"His method of transforming freedom is mysterious and unparalleled. Even I, I dare not say that I have practiced it to the highest level. Yang Zhitian's level is definitely higher than mine, and I may not be able to see through his incarnation."

Zhou Shu said.

He has always been absolutely sure that Yang Zhitian is not a person who takes care of himself as the clay sculpture said.

If Yang Zhitian just wanted to study the method of detachment quietly, there was no need for Tiandi and others to target him like this.

After all, if he just studied alone, Yang Zhitian wouldn't have any influence on the destiny.

He became the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, entered the ancestral land to establish the Heavenly Court, and deployed countless successors.

These kinds of things don't look like things done by a person who is willing to be lonely.

The most important thing is that Yang Zhitian is sacred. He may be the earliest person who existed at the beginning of the creation of the world. He can live for 100,000 years. If Mu Zhixing is really his younger brother, it is impossible for him to live for 100,000 years. !

Judging from all these signs, it is impossible for Mu Zhixing to be Yang Zhitian's younger brother.

But Yang Zhitian took great care of Mu Zhixing, even Liu Ruochuan and Qi Tian regarded Mu Zhixing as Yang Zhitian's younger brother.

In this, if there is no problem, then Zhou Shu will never believe it.

That's why there was this trial just now.

He specially called Liu Ruochuan here, and he also wanted Liu Ruochuan to help him see if there was anything wrong with Mu Zhixing.

"Sacredness has the same lifespan as heaven and earth. Judging from the time, Yang Zhitian must have been at least eighty to ninety thousand years old when he entered the ancestral land, and Mu Zhixing's age must not be that old."

Liu Ruochuan pondered, "So Mu Zhixing can't be his real brother."

"With Yang Zhitian's status, there's no need to deliberately get a younger brother to make a fool of himself. He was the absolute supreme in the ancestral land back then, and he didn't need to act for anyone to see."

"You mean, Mu Zhixing's identity is extraordinary, so Yang Zhitian treats him like this?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"Nine out of ten."

Liu Ruochuan nodded and said, "Based on what I know about Yang Zhitian, unless this is the case, he would not do this."

"He rarely does anything that doesn't work."

Liu Ruochuan added.

Zhou Shu nodded, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Yang Zhitian was really good enough for Juzhixing.

Even after entering the big world, he still sent No. 1 golden masked man to keep sending news to Mu Zhixing.

But if Mu Zhixing is the incarnation of Yang Zhitian, it seems that Yang Zhitian doesn't have to be like this.

The only explanation is that Juzhixing has another identity.

"Yang Zhitian's greatest obsession is detachment."

Zhou Shu pondered, "You said, what if Juzhi Xing is related to detachment?"

"Is this impossible?"

Liu Ruochuan shook his head and said, "Ju Zhixing's strength is very average. Up to now, he is not even a Celestial Master..."

"Seeing is not necessarily believing."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said.

The two looked at each other for a while, but they couldn't think of a real possibility.

But what is certain now is that Mu Zhixing is definitely not Yang Zhitian's younger brother, and there must be something wrong with his identity.

What's more, he still followed Zhou Shu's side with a shameless face, refusing to leave, and he didn't know what purpose he was holding.

"Liu Ruochuan."

Zhou Shu murmured and said, "You just have to work hard. During these days, quietly follow Mu Zhixing to see what plans he has."

"Remember, safety must be the most important thing."

Zhou Shu added a sentence.

Although it seems that Mu Zhixing's cultivation level is not even that of Tianzun, but Zhou Shu knows that Mu Zhixing may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

"good."

Liu Ruochuan did not refuse, but nodded.

After speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the air, and finally disappeared.

After Liu Ruochuan disappeared, Zhou Shu sat still, pondered for a while, finally sighed, turned around and started retreating again.

There is no sun and moon in seclusion, and it was already a year later when Zhou Shu left the seclusion again.

When he appeared in front of everyone with a pale face and sunken cheeks, he really shocked everyone.

They almost couldn't recognize that it was Zhou Shu.

Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian held Zhou Shu's hand with some distress.

"My lord, you—"

Yoneziwen was also full of worry.

Since he knew this second brother, he had never seen him like this.

He didn't know how much pressure the second brother had endured to become like this in just one year.

"Second brother, all the human races in the ancestral land have been transferred here. Everyone is fighting hard. Even if there are enemies, we dare to fight to the death. You really don't have to do this..."

Mi Ziwen couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, my lord."

Meng Bai said in a deep voice, "Those holy and false gods are certainly powerful, but our ancestral human race has never been afraid of death. Your lord, we are not afraid of a battle. You don't have to bear all the pressure by yourself. Although we are not as strong as Your lord, but we are comrades-in-arms, we can share the burden together."

"fine."

Zhou Shu shook his head, "It's not what you think."

"I'm just thinking about the art of casting soldiers. I don't take those holy and false gods seriously."

Even though he said that, everyone didn't believe it.

They know Zhou Shu's art of casting soldiers, even in this big world, that is also the strongest existence.

If not, could he become the master of Tiangong Pavilion?

Is the master of the Tiangong Pavilion something that ordinary people can do?

If it is the troubles in the art of casting soldiers, can Zhou Shu become like this?

Besides, in terms of the art of casting soldiers, what problems can stump Zhou Shu?

Looking at the expressions of everyone, Zhou Shu knew it was useless to explain to them.

"Has anything important happened recently?"

Zhou Shu changed the topic and asked.

"There is one."

Miziwen said.

"This year, the battles between the false gods continued, and even the general Zhan was seriously injured."

"He also brought back a seriously injured false god, saying that it might be of great use to you, my lord."

Yonago Wen said sternly.

"Oh? Zhan is also injured?"

Zhou Shu recalled that at the beginning, the Emperor of Heaven ordered the new false gods to replace the old false gods. The so-called new false gods were the false gods who had received invitations to the feast of spiritual fruit, while Zhan was included in the old false gods. God's ranks.

In this way, he is naturally the target of being eliminated.

It's just that Zhou Shu didn't expect that with Zhan's strength, he would be seriously injured.

"Where is he now?"

Zhou Shu asked.

"He's recuperating."

Mi Ziwen said, "Vice Pavilion Master Cui Lin has sent many gods to guard our territory, and Lord Qitian is here, so those false gods dare not offend our territory."

"General Zhan and the others have come here, and those false gods dare not continue to chase and kill them."

"I'll go and see him first, and we'll talk about other things later."

After Zhou Shu finished speaking, he asked Yonago Wen to take him to the place where he was recuperating from the war.

When seeing Zhan, Zhou Shu was also in a trance for a moment.

Destiny, it seems, has really changed.

In the future that Zhou Shu saw in the stele, he himself was sealed and cultivated, and became a useless person. The human race in the ancestral land was killed and injured, and he became the lackey of the Emperor of Heaven...

Now, the banquet of spiritual fruits has been over for a long time, he has not become a useless person, and the human race in the ancestral land is still there.

Zhan, not only did not become the lackey of the Emperor of Heaven, but instead became the mainstay and face of the human race in the ancestral land.

"My lord!"

Seeing Zhou Shu coming, Zhan struggled to get up.

Zhou Shu quickly pressed his shoulders and pushed him back to the collapse.

Zhan was already a false god, and he was a strong one among them, but now he was injured to the point of being bedridden, which showed how badly he was injured.

"Heal with peace of mind, everything is with me."

Zhou Shu said.

There was a look of relief on Zhan's face, and he said, "My lord, I brought back the false god Jintong, and he said he has an important secret to tell you."

"Pseudo-Shen Jintong? Does he have a secret to tell me?"

Zhou Shu was a little surprised. He was a little curious about who the false god was rescued by Zhan, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the false god Jintong.

Pseudo-gods, Jintong, and they should actually be enemies rather than friends.

The previous head of the Tiangong Pavilion died under the plot of the false god Jintong.

What's more, the false god Jintong casts evil soldiers, and the evil god has already entered his body, completely losing his mind.

What secret could he have told himself?

Speaking of it, it seems that I have not had a few exchanges with the pseudo-shenjin.

"He was attacked by the false gods and was seriously injured to death, but it was a blessing in disguise and he regained his sanity."

Zhan knew what Zhou Shu was wondering about, and explained, "I happened to pass by and rescued him. His injuries were so serious that he couldn't recover, but he kept holding his breath, just to see you, my lord."

Zhan said with some emotion.

He had fought against the false god Jintong more than once. When he got the first spirit fruit, the false god Jintong had hunted him down for several months.

If he hadn't swallowed the spiritual fruit and became a false god, he would have already died in the hands of the false god Jintong.

Who would have thought that one day, the false god Jintong would fall into such a situation, and he would need to fight to save him.

"In that case, I'll go see him and see what he has to say."

Zhou Shu nodded and said.

The false god Jintong was placed next door to Zhan, and indeed he had only his last breath left.

Perhaps because of the use of evil soldiers, the false god Jintong is now as thin as a skeleton.

If it wasn't for the ups and downs in his chest, Zhou Shu would have even regarded him as a dead person.

"Fake God Jintong, I heard that you want to see me?"

Zhou Shu also felt a little emotional in his heart. Although he was hostile, he was also a little touched when he saw that the false god Jintong had fallen to the current state.

The fake god Jintong opened his eyes suddenly, and a brilliant light shot out from his eyes.

"Yes, I want to see you!"

The pseudo-shen Jintong didn't know where the strength came from, so he sat up suddenly and stared at Zhou Shu.

"I don't seem to be familiar with you. I don't know what you want to do with me."

Zhou Shu looked at the false god Jintong, and said, "If you want me to help you avenge, then I'm sorry, there is nothing I can do."

Not to mention whether Zhou Shu has that strength, even if he does, why should he help him avenge him because he has nothing to do with the false God?

"No need."

The false god Jintong shook his head and said, "Skills are not as good as people's. If you die, you will die. There is no revenge. If I can kill others, others can kill me. If you die, you will die. I, Jintong, have not lost money in this life." .”

Zhou Shu looked at the pseudo-Shen Jintong with some surprise, but he didn't expect that the pseudo-Shen Jintong had such a bearing.

Sure enough, it is not an ordinary person who can become a false god.

"Then you want to see me, what's the matter?"

Zhou Shu said seriously.

"I killed the previous master of the Tiangong Pavilion."

The false god Jintong said.

Zhou Shu's expression was flat and unsurprised, and he said indifferently, "And then?"

"The reason why I was able to kill the previous Tiangong Pavilion Master was because someone helped me."

The pseudo-shen Jintong continued, as if he was returning to the light, he was sitting cross-legged, and his voice was getting stronger and stronger.

"I can forge evil soldiers, because someone gave me the method of forging soldiers."

"Oh? Isn't it the method of casting soldiers that you got from the previous pavilion master of my Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu was puzzled.

"no."

The pseudo-shen Jintong shook his head and said, "I suspect that that person wanted to cover up some secret by wanting the death of the former Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion."

"The former Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion discovered a certain secret, that's why someone borrowed my hand to kill him."

The pseudo-shen said straightly.

"I only wanted to understand this truth when I was about to die. I am a hypocrite, and I am willing to admit defeat, but I don't want to be used by others, so I want to explain this matter clearly to you."

The false god Jintong continued, a strange rosiness flashed across his face.

Zhou Shu knew that the life of the false god Jintong was about to come to an end.

He held his breath until he arrived, and now he was at the end of his strength.

In fact, the false god Jintong was already dead.

In his current situation, no matter who comes, he will be powerless.

"who's that person?"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

"I don't know his name. When he appeared in front of me, he was also wearing a mask."

The pseudo-shen Jintong said, "But he may not have imagined that I have a natural ability, and that is to draw people with bones."

"When I was young, I hadn't set foot in martial arts yet. I used to make a living from painting. I could draw a person's appearance with the help of his bones."

The pseudo-Shen Jintong had a look of reminiscence on his face, "I can even draw his appearance just by looking at his back."

"There is such a skill?"

Zhou Shu was surprised.

"It's not magical powers, it's talent."

The false god Jintong said proudly, "Except for myself, in the past 100,000 years, I have never seen another person with this kind of ability."

"amazing!"

Zhou Shu gave a thumbs up and said sincerely.

A smile appeared on the face of the pseudo-god Jintong when he was praised by the current owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, who was said to be able to be tough and holy.

"Although that person is wearing a mask, his face can be covered, but his body skeleton is not covered. Based on this, I drew his appearance."

The pseudo-Shen Jintong flipped his wrist, and a scroll appeared in his hand.

"This is what I drew, his appearance."

Before the words fell, the aura of the fake god Jintong fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His face turned gray.

"I have experienced everything in my life. Only now do I realize that my happiest time was when I was selling paintings on the street."

The false god Jintong laughed three times, and then lost his breath completely.

A generation of false gods fell away.

Zhou Shu took the scroll from the hand of the fake Shen Jintong, and then saw the figure of the fake Shen Jintong, turned into fly ash, completely dissipated in the air, leaving no trace.

"Jintong, all the way, go well."

Zhou Shu murmured.

Although he was once an enemy, the false god Jintong is also a respectable opponent.

"Is this the real murderer who killed the previous Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu muttered to himself.

He slowly opened the scroll, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"How can it be?!"

Zhou Shu couldn't help showing shock on his face.

On the scroll was a human face, a face he was extremely familiar with.

"Ju Zhi Xing!"

Zhou Shu spat out three words between his teeth.

Calculated according to the time, when the last pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion died, Mu Zhixing should still be in the ancestral land, and had not come to this big world.

How could it be that he bewitched the false god Jintong, and helped the false god Jintong kill the former head of the Tiangong Pavilion?

unless--

A thought flashed in Zhou Shu's mind.

Unless someone pretends to be Juzhi Xing!

But that's also unlikely.

When the man saw the fake god Jintong, he was wearing a mask all the time. He never imagined that the fake god Jintong had the ability to draw his face out of his figure.

So there is no need for him to change his appearance.

If there is no impersonation, it means that Mu Zhixing has always had the ability to travel between the ancestral land and the big world.

The time he followed Zhou Shu to the big world was not the first time Mu Zhixing came.

Traveling to and from the ancestral land and the great world requires extremely high levels of cultivation, even ordinary heavenly deities may not be able to do so.

"not good!"

Zhou Shu's heart sank.

If the person who bewitched the false god Jintong was really Mu Zhixing, then Mu Zhixing was hiding his cultivation.

How high is his strength?

Wouldn't it be dangerous for Liu Ruochuan to follow him?

"Liu Ruochuan is holy, even if Mu Zhixing hides his cultivation, it is nothing more than holy at best."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "Even if Liu Ruochuan can't beat him, there should be no problem in saving his life."

Zhou Shu can only comfort himself in this way.

Now he even regrets letting Liu Ruochuan follow Mu Zhixing.

Although he had some doubts about Mu Zhixing, in fact, he still didn't regard Mu Zhixing as a threat too much after all.

After all, Mu Zhixing had been by his side for so many years, and there was still some friendship between the two of them.

How could he have imagined that Mu Zhixing was hiding so deeply!

"Liu Ruochuan, Liu Ruochuan, you are also an old fox, you are not so easy to capsize in the gutter."

Zhou Shu sighed and said.

"When Tiangong Pavilion became the pavilion master, what secret did he discover that made Mu Zhixing kill people?"

Zhou Shu frowned and thought.

The two people who were completely unrelated to each other unexpectedly got in touch with each other in a strange way.

"Yang Zhitian is the former Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion. Is there any secret here?"

Zhou Shu was puzzled.

He had read all the classics in Tiangong Pavilion, but he didn't find any secrets.

What did the previous Pavilion Master discover?

It is conceivable that it must be a big secret that can make Mu Zhixing not hesitate to silence him.

"It's a pity that he died too thoroughly to leave any clues."

Zhou Shu sighed and said to himself.

"wrong!"

Zhou Shu suddenly said, "Cui Lin's confidant of the previous Pavilion Master is Cui Lin. Before he left that year, he should have given Cui Lin some things."

"If you know why he left back then, then maybe you can know what secret he discovered."

"But what does it have to do with me?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu smiled wryly and shook his head again.

So what if you know what secrets the former Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion discovered?

He and the previous Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion are not relatives, and have no intention of avenging him.

As for Mu Zhixing's concealment, that's another matter.

Generally speaking, the appointment of Tiangong Pavilion as the pavilion master has nothing to do with him.

The pseudo-shen Jintong told him the secret with a strong hold, maybe he was wrong.

He is not the direct disciple of the former Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion, all of this is just a misunderstanding.

Having said that, people are curious.

Zhou Shu is also inevitable.

Reason told him not to meddle in other people's business, the most important thing for him now is to find a way to deal with the Emperor of Heaven and the others.

But he couldn't help thinking about it.

Back in front of Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Yin Wuyou, Lu Wenshuang and Bai Qianqian, Zhou Shu was still thinking about this matter.

"My lord—"

Mi Ziwen's call brought Zhou Shu back to his senses.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Zhou Shu looked at Mi Ziwen and asked.

"My lord, you summoned us here and said that you have something to order."

Mi Ziwen was a little bit astonished, and looked at Zhou Shu worriedly. There really seemed to be something wrong with Zhou Shu's state.

"oh!"

Zhou Shu also realized that it was indeed he who called people over.

"I asked everyone to come here because I have recently realized something, and I specially forged a few magic weapons, and I want everyone to try them."

Zhou Shu withdrew his thoughts, temporarily put aside the fact that Tiangong Pavilion was appointed as the pavilion master, and said.

"oh?"

When Zhou Shu said this, everyone became interested.

Zhou Shu's art of casting soldiers is already the best in the world. In the whole world, no one dares to say that his art of casting soldiers is stronger than the master of Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Shu said so preciously, what kind of powerful magic weapons are these few magic weapons?

Everyone is looking forward to it.

At this moment, Zhou Shu waved his hand, and saw three clay figures appear in front of everyone.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

There is something really wrong with the prince's state.

Didn't he say let's try the magic weapon?

How did you throw out three clay figurines?

"Zhou Shu, did you take it wrong?"

It was still Yin Wuyou who spoke in a low voice.

"That's right."

Zhou Shu shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "This is what I call a magic soldier."

"Is this the divine weapon?"

Meng Bai stepped forward and touched the three clay figurines.

They look like clay sculptures from a distance, but up close——

It is indeed clay!

They seem to be made of loess and then fired at high temperature.

To be exact, these are the three terracotta figurines!

"That's right."

Zhou Shu nodded and said, "You don't believe me?"

"Who's going to try it?"

Zhou Shu looked at the crowd and asked.

"Let me do it."

Meng Bai took the first step and said.

"General, attack them."

Zhou Shu nodded and said with a smile.

"attack?"

Meng Bai hesitated for a moment, but he also felt that Zhou Shu couldn't be messing around.

Even if it's nonsense, what does it matter if you accompany him to fool around once?

Thinking of this, Meng Bai no longer hesitated.

With a flick of his wrist, a long sword appeared in his hand.

"boom--"

Meng Bai slashed at the terracotta figurine with his sword.

Then everyone saw a shocking scene.

Under Meng Bai's sword strike, the three pottery figurines turned into fragments all over the ground with a bang.

How can a mere pottery figurine withstand the power of Mengbai's sword?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't bear to see Zhou Shu's expression after the overturned car.

In other words, since Zhou Shu started casting soldiers, he seems to have never failed, this time——

We just pretend not to see it?

"Papa--"

Everyone was thinking, and then they heard someone applaud.

When they looked up, they saw Zhou Shu smiling and clapping his hands.

"Now, it's time to witness the miracle."