Eight hundred and thirty-seven Wang Meng's origin!
"Let the fifteen sect leaders meet in Fengyun Hall. Well, I won't go. Let Zhao Bin handle it. The attitude must be polite. What we want is not to be arrogant, but to let the light of the temple shine on all worlds. I will always
I believe that Wang Meng will come back one day, and I hope he can see all this, so that all the world can be under the glory of the temple."
When Zhao Lingxuan said this, she smiled slightly and said, "Let's go."
Gao Dandan and others nodded together, "Yes, Sect Master."
When Wang Meng was mentioned, everyone's eyes were filled with heat. An Dao and others firmly believed that Wang Meng would return to the Small Thousand Realm as a god. Compared to Zhao Lingxuan, Zhao Lingxuan still had a trace of longing for her.
, but it is true faith. After Wang Meng ascended, everyone began to treat Wang Meng as a god.
A group of people, streaking with iridescent light in the air, flew from the inner door to the outer door.
Here, tens of thousands of monks have gathered together, but the order is extremely orderly. If you look closely, you will see that all of these tens of thousands of monks are extremely beautiful, not a single one is weak, and all of them are the most elite in each small world.
The elite young generation of disciples.
The most outstanding disciples will be sent to the Holy Church. This is already the consensus of all small thousand worlds!
Zhao Bin, Li Yu, Gao Feng... these new generation disciples of the temple all came out to maintain the order of the scene. The brilliance of each disciple of the temple spilled out for several feet, and the powerful power seemed to be infinite.
Endless, battle armor, martial arts, and spiritual weapons are all the strongest in all realms, showing the foundation and power of the Holy Temple, and those who are the best still have hope to understand the Holy Temple. This is an all-inclusive book written by Wang Meng himself.
, and even the best book in the world.
But at this time, thousands of eyes fell on the rainbow sword light flying out from the inner door. Everyone knew the invincible power of the Holy Temple.
However, Zhao Lingxuan, the current leader of the Holy Church, and the new generation of Holy Church members... these powerful men who stand at the apex of thousands of small worlds are rare to see.
Only at the church open day every five years can we have the opportunity to see them.
For the younger generation of disciples, this is undoubtedly a huge inspiration. For them to be able to stand here and meet these adults is a recognition of their talents.
"The Holy Lord aspires to the throne, the heavens are closed, and the Holy Church firmly believes that the Holy Lord will return..."
Zhao Lingxuan spoke softly. The voice was not loud, but the majestic power contained in it was directly imprinted on every monk's mind.
The so-called Holy Lord is Wang Meng. Wang Meng aspires to ascend, and the way of ascension is closed. The return of the Holy Lord is the day when the road to ascension is reopened. This is the opportunity for the Holy Church.
Zhao Lingxuan only stayed for a moment, then left the outer door of the church, but came to a continuous main hall. Between the main halls, white clouds were floating. Between these clouds, monks and spiritual birds and beasts could be seen walking.
Among them are cloud bridges.
This is the new location of the Star Alliance, Thousand Worlds. There is no more suitable place than the Little Thousand World where the temple is located, so the Star Alliance naturally moved here... Of course, the main reason is to facilitate the Star Alliance leader Zhao Lingxuan.
Due to the increasing influence of the Holy Church on thousands of small worlds, the originally very loose Star Alliance has become more cohesive. As long as Zhao Lingxuan is the leader of the Star Alliance, this cohesion will not loosen.
"I have met the leader of the alliance."
"Didn't the leader of the alliance go to attend the opening ceremony of the church? Why did you come here so early?"
Zhao Lingxuan said calmly: "Let's deal with today's affairs."
"Respecting the decree of the leader of the alliance...Currently, there is an ongoing conflict between Qingyun Xiaoqianjie and Leixiao Xiaoqianjie over the ownership of a secret heavenly gold mine."
"Do you have any suggestions on this?"
"There are three strategies: upper, middle and lower. For the upper strategy, the two worlds can work together to mine the secret mine of heavenly gold. For the middle strategy, the two kingdoms will fight in a ring. The winner will get the secret mine. For the lower strategy, it will be temporarily owned by the Star Alliance and the secret mine will be sealed forever.
Pick."
"If the worst policy is too great, the superior policy will inevitably lead to another dispute. Let's do this. Every three years, there will be an arena battle. The winner can enjoy three years of mining rights. At the same time, the total amount of mining in one year shall not exceed the total amount of the previous year.
Thirty percent."
Zhao Lingxuan decided the matter with a whisper. Qingyun and Leixiao, the two large and small thousand realms, were originally mortal enemies. At this time, it was only for the sake of the Holy Church that the Star Alliance could decide the dispute.
Zhao Lingxuan handled all matters in an orderly manner. After half a day, she stood up and left calmly.
Flying into the clouds, Zhao Lingxuan looked at the world quietly. In silence, a long sword flew out from behind her. It was the sword forged by Wang Meng for her. She looked at the object and missed the person...
The trend of Xiaoqianjie has been achieved, Zhao Lingxuan firmly believes it.
The Lost Temple is said to be the most mysterious place in the space of gods, and also the least popular place. This is a place that even the monks in the realm of gods are reluctant to come to. Only some monsters and strong men will occasionally test it, but most of them return in vain.
At this time, Wang Meng, Ma Tianer, Suo Ming, Han Chuxue, Zhang Yang, and Meng Ningzi had arrived.
Zhang Yang and Meng Ningzi are trying their luck. If they can do it, they can do it. If they can't, they can leave. Opportunities are rare.
At this time, Wang Meng and Han Chuxue were meditating. This was Wang Meng's idea to get in touch with the order here first.
Of course, only Wang Meng and Han Chuxue can understand this level of understanding. For Han Chuxue, relying on Jiuzhongtian's unique understanding of time and reincarnation, she also has the ability to explore.
After Han Chuxue stood up, he shook his head slightly. Frankly speaking, it was indeed too dangerous here.
Perhaps only Wang Meng can explore it.
Even with the abilities of Ma Tian'er and Suo Ming, I'm afraid they are still far behind.
Once lost in the sea of time, you will never be reincarnated or enter reincarnation.
Many times death is not the scariest thing.
In the Lost Sea, there are too many uncontrollable factors.
Wang Meng seemed to be asleep. Rays of golden light emanated from Wang Meng's body, followed by a golden figure emerging from Wang Meng's head.
The different image was enough to make Ma Tianer and Suo Ming excited.
Wang Meng’s soul.
Wang Meng, whose soul had left his body, smiled slightly, "It's a bit troublesome to enter the body. I'll go in first and wait for my news."
The same voice, but every word and every action of the soul in front of me is full of unquestionable aura.
Ma Tianer and Suo Ming nodded.
Zhang Yang and Meng Ningzi were really stunned, were they in the Yuanshen realm?
All these gaps seem too great. In fact, you don’t need to worry about this situation at all. Many people have experienced it.
In the memories of Ma Tian'er and Suo Ming, there was only one person who could withstand Wang Meng's speed of progress and could even suppress him for a while.
Ming people.
In a world without Mingren, who can stop Wang Meng?
There was a roar in the Temple of Time, and Sanskrit sounds sounded. Various spells were produced all over the temple. The temple gradually calmed down while shaking.
Ma Tianer and Suo Ming took it for granted and protected Wang Meng's body.
Although there is no problem, it is just in case, after all, this is the space of the gods.
time.
In the broken space, Wang Meng laid a spatial axis for his own order, rising from simple spatial ability to the height of construction.
And what will happen in time?
This is what Wang Meng expected.
Light flashed. Wang Meng was in the starry sky, as if he was the center of the universe, with the Milky Way beneath his feet.
The world is as beautiful as a dream, and the Milky Way contains the secrets between heaven and earth. Stepping onto the Milky Way is as great as a god, and everything is under control.
The Milky Way began to flow. The light continued to flicker, and Wang Meng's soul began to become smaller.
Wang Meng felt the changes in his body, but he was unable to exert any power here.
Time is changing, and he is trapped in the order of the Lost Sea, unable to resist.
In the process of growing smaller, Wang Meng returned to the mortal world.
The most important thing about that place where he was born was that he met his long-lost parents.
"This child is so cute, shall we adopt him?" A woman can conquer a country and conquer a city. A fairy sword is invincible in the world. She is a fairy that is admired by all, a real fairy.
"What do you think?" The man is very handsome and tall. His eyes are full of gentleness. This is a man who nothing can stop him.
"When life becomes long and endless, there is no difference between living and dying. I want to live a human life again. This child is a gift from God."
The man smiled bitterly, when will she believe in fate? For a monk, fate is just a kind of power.
"Look at how cute this kid is, with his little fists clenched tightly and his eyes so powerful. He will definitely become a great person in the future!"
The man shook his head, "This is the last stop to become a god. How can there be life? This is the only step that Heaven can take to stop us. We can already become gods!"
The woman smiled sweetly, "Becoming a god means everything becomes empty. You are no longer you, and I am no longer me, so what's the point? I don't want to prove anything, even if it is fate, it is my choice."
The woman looked at the child, with endless love pouring out of her heart. She could become a god in one step.
But the child who appeared right here shattered her idea of becoming a god.
Only by being ruthless can you become a god, but the two of them reached the pinnacle of demigods with their love and found the way to become gods.
Then here, what awaits the two of them is not the final blow of the law, not a catastrophe, but a baby.
When the baby saw the two of them, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled and shook his chubby little hands. His big and smart eyes made the woman unable to extricate himself.
The man sighed, "Do you know what we have to give up?"
The woman hugged the child and never let go. The tenderness of her eyes could melt everything.
Maternal love is the cause and effect of all sacrifices in this world, and even a strong woman cannot stop it.
And he cannot become a god by himself, nor can he become a god.
Regardless of whether it was God's will or not, he had to admit that God won, but who lost?
The man smiled, because as long as she is happy, that is the most important thing, so what does it mean to become a god?
The two of them picked up the baby, their godhead was shattered, and the tyrannical power opened the three realms and descended all the way to the mortal world.
This is the lowest level of the world. From the invincible demigods who control the wind and rain, they have become the most ordinary couple in the world. The two of them have to work, and the birth, old age, illness and death of mortals begin to torture them.
But from beginning to end, happiness has always been with them because they have a good son.
How could Jin Lin be a thing in the pond? This child finally embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
But what this child doesn't know is that his growth and departure also mean the end of a destiny.
This is the life that the two most powerful demigods back then sacrificed to change.
This child grew up and embarked on the same path as his parents, the path to becoming a god.
Moreover, he is also following the path of true love and true nature. The seeds that defy heaven will eventually defy heaven.
The problem is that this child himself comes from heaven, and this is what heaven has to do.
This child's name is Wang Meng.
(Participating in the event in Hangzhou, the guaranteed second update will be a little later, but it will definitely be completed. Please rest assured and continue to ask for monthly tickets. It is almost the end of the month, so go wild, Holy Church members!)