Ming Dynasty Emperor System

"Very good, I like guys who know the current affairs." The Taoist clone stepped forward and put his hand on the martyr's head, as if to bless him, "There are still many obstacles in your heart, but It’s not a big deal, I will help you eliminate it one by one.”

The martyr felt an extremely fresh source of power pouring into his mind. After traveling around the sea of ​​​​knowledge, he immediately entered the space where his soul was, tossing and turning, releasing a distant and ancient powerful force.

His eyes were originally covered with hatred and humiliation, but there was also a trace of unobservable expectation hidden deep in the depths.

But when the Dao realm clone put his hands on his head and performed weird rituals on him, all the turbidity represented by negative emotions in his eyes was swept away, replaced by incomparable clarity and a sense of hope for the future. The color of longing.

"Close your eyes."

The Taoist clone spoke slowly. His words were like a magic voice, transmitting soul-stirring fluctuations invisibly. After reaching the ears of the martyr, he immediately closed his eyes, and his whole body muscles Also relaxed.

Master Wuchao on the side was dumbfounded. A majestic Hunyuan True Immortal and pseudo-half-saint strongman was so docile in the hands of the Taoist clone. He put down all guard and integrated into the process of self-change wholeheartedly.

Master Wuchao has never heard of, let alone seen, something that can intangibly and strongly affect a person's self-awareness, soul, and even the elusive Taoist heart. What's more, those who accept changes honestly , is still a super strong man.

"My lord's strength is really unpredictable... Doesn't realm represent everything?" Master Wuchao thought to himself: "Cultivation is the embodiment of self-cultivation realm, about Taoism, about understanding the world. And strength , it still depends on the means!”

The fact is indeed the case. At this time, the Taoist clone is controlled by Zhu Houzhao's original will. Not only is he proficient in all kinds of wonderful and mysterious Taoist techniques, but he also has unparalleled perception of the great ways of heaven and earth. With the help of heaven and earth, nothing can be broken, and nothing can be broken. Invincible.

From this, we can think of Yuanshi Tianzun. As one of the first batch of strong men to step into the semi-saint realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and he has been pursuing the path to sainthood for countless years, his understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth, as well as Taoism, How terrifying will the use of means be?

The peak state of Daluo Golden Immortal is already the shackles of the rules of this world, and the peak state of Hunyuan Golden Immortal Half Saint is equivalent to half-step supreme saint.

The power of Yuanshi Tianzun is probably not only reflected in his unparalleled cultivation in the Three Realms and Six Paths. Going deeper, the shady curtain that shrouds the Three Realms is also a manifestation of his tough tactics.

In the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun, all the living beings in the Three Realms are nothing but nourishment and supplies on his road to sainthood.

For countless years, for the slightest hope of becoming a saint, he has continued to create murderous karma, stir up disputes, and let the great powers of the three realms fight for him. In the end, he was dumped in a pool of blood and became a corpse that no one can remember. Sad and dry bones.

If Yuanshi Tianzun has found a way to truly become a saint, he will definitely not let go of all living beings within the Three Realms. These are the bargaining chips he uses to win the status of a saint. If necessary, he will definitely be a push-hand stud without any worries. .

In this incomplete plane world, the fate of the three realms and six realms has been determined, and the only way to end is to return to ruins. If we want to trace the origin and explore the root of the thread of fate... then Yuanshi Tianzun must be the one who destroys everything. The culprit.

As an outsider in this world, Zhu Houzhao is definitely an extremely unstable factor. He is also an alien who is not affected by the thread of fate.

Since he first came to this world, countless predetermined fates have all undergone unforeseen changes due to Zhu Houzhao's deliberate actions.

Sun Wukong, the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, the seven disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, many gods and immortals, the Seven Halls of Hell... these countless famous figures were all under the influence of Zhu Houzhao, intentionally or unintentionally, indirectly or directly. , and ended up dead.

Not to mention the historical changes caused by a series of major events.

Little-known little monsters like the little tiger demon Mingsha can be on the big stage where gods and Buddhas compete with Zhu Houzhao.

As for Yang Jian, Master Wuchao, Master Yuding (Bodhi Patriarch), Master Huanglong, Wei Liusun and other solid characters, their strength has either skyrocketed or their essence has changed.

There are countless changes in fate like this.

Zhu Houzhao was like a butterfly that flapped its wings at the top of the Three Realms, but it brazenly set off a terrifying storm that swept through the entire incomplete world.

Just like the thick black curtain shrouding the Three Realms, no one can escape this storm. All living beings are under the control of Zhu Houzhao, each playing a large or small role.

The world is a chessboard. By now, both parties in the game have known their respective trump cards, and they have also understood each other's psychology. With the passage of time and frequent changes, the confrontation between Zhu Houzhao and Yuanshi Tianzun will lead to the final decisive blow. Son, it’s not far away either.

Of course, these are all things for later, let’s not talk about them for now, let’s talk about what happened in that strange space first.

The expressions of the Taoist avatar with neither sorrow nor joy, the frowning Master Wuchao, and the solemn martyr formed a very strange scene.

Above the head of the martyr, a mist of mist was slowly flowing.

The Taoist clone had already retracted his hand, and was chanting a mantra to himself. The mantra he muttered was mysterious and obscure, but it exuded waves of soul-stirring fluctuations, like the bewitching magic voice that lingered in his ears for a long time.

Master Wuchao frowned and covered his ears. This was not enough for him. Wisps of chaotic mist flowed from the seven orifices, temporarily blocking all his senses and turning the many chaotic mists into barriers to block them. On the route where the magic sound came.

The surrounding darkness has collapsed into dots of light particles. The sky and the earth are filled with blurry and wandering golden light, entangled with these black light particles. The black light particles symbolize the inner world of Zuyuan. Resentment that lingers all year round.

And the golden light that keeps wandering around is the light that symbolizes the soul of the martyr.

"Use resentment to refine the soul, get rid of distracting thoughts, and completely abandon lust, achieving the same effect as killing three corpses." Master Wuchao whispered softly with a look of horror on his face.

Dao realm clone, he wants to... break the second shackles in the martyr's body!