After leaving the world of all NPCs

Ye Zuochen stood up without any regrets and wiped the corner of his mouth as if nothing had happened.

"woke up?"

Luo Hao slowly sat up, stroking his slender fingers along his smooth neck. He looked at Ye Zuochen with complicated eyes and simply said gratefully, "I am grateful for your healing, Lord Ye, but please recall the immortal scroll. Otherwise, Luo Cuilian will repay you with evil."

Ye Zuochen was slightly stunned: "Why?"

Luo Hao said, "You don't have to play dumb. This immortal scroll contains the true fire of the sun, which can explode and injure people at any time. If you want to use it to control Luo Cuilian, you are mistaken."

017 Qingming Creation Talisman

Hearing Luo Hao's words, a passage of words automatically emerged in Ye Zuochen's mind.

——The sun's celestial survey will eventually darken, the Golden Crow weeps blood and falls into the Yang Valley. The elixir shatters the Purple Palace and overturns the vast ocean, the crimson fire of catastrophe burns the sky!

As long as these words are recited, the golden elixir in Luo Hao's body will explode, triggering a great sun fire storm.

After the pill is broken, it takes a day to recover.

It is truly perfect power.

Ye Zuochen sighed inwardly.

The power of Dong Wanggong is essentially the immortal record of "enlightenment". As long as your name is written in the immortal record, you will immediately become an immortal.

The beast turns into a fairy bird.

Mortals become gods.

Even the mundane objects in the mortal world were instantly transformed into new things and became magic weapons in the hands of the gods.

In addition, the golden elixir can also be made to self-destruct, triggering a storm of the Sun's True Fire, as a last resort.

If the enemy is a disobedient god, you can even punch the golden elixir into the god's body, detonating the golden elixir from the inside and killing the opponent.

If it were the God Slayer, he could only penetrate the other person's body through a method similar to kissing because of the God Slayer's powerful mysterious resistance.

"The leader misunderstood. I only cured you. I am grateful to you for telling me another wonderful use of this golden elixir."

Ye Zuochen raised his hand casually, and the golden elixir immediately flew out from Luo Hao's Niwan Palace, turning into a stream of cyan-gold light and sinking into his dantian.

Luo Hao was slightly startled, then said seriously, "If that's the case, it's me, Luo Cuilian, who's judging others by my own standards."

Ye Zuochen clasped his fists and said, "This exchange has been successful. Thank you, Master, for the guidance."

"You're welcome, young man."

Luo Hao suddenly smiled, a smile that carried a touch of the brightness of a young girl. "Of all the kings in this world, you and I are the only Han Chinese. We should support each other and not let outsiders look down on us, let alone my prestige!"

know.

For the sake of face.

Ye Zuochen fully understood Luo Hao's thoughts.

People always think that a strong man like the God Slayer would not care about these false names.

But in fact, apart from this little bit of face, there is really nothing else worth their concern.

Luo Hao suddenly seemed to remember something, his expression changing slightly, and his tone was unusually nervous: "You can't tell anyone about what you did just now. If word gets out about my contact with a man, people will secretly say that this is not the behavior of a young girl. For my reputation, you must agree."

Ye Zuochen: “…”

Why is the old woman acting like a virgin?

However, her youthful and shy look made him miss her a little.

I still remember when I first entered the small cave in the big light ball and was trying to determine if Chongchong was missing two ribs when I first arranged the NPC, it was a similar situation...

Ye Zuochen calmly extended his hand.

"what do you mean?"

Luo Hao frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Ye Zuochen said as a matter of course: "Hush money."

Luo Hao: “…”

At that moment, this supreme martial arts master actually began to doubt his own charm.

The setting sun made her profile red, I don’t know if it was the afterglow or something else.

Seeing that Luo Hao hadn't responded yet, Ye Zuochen pondered for a moment and said, "Master, do you have any special divine tools? Preferably one with a small cavern. I'd like to try using my golden elixir to enlighten them."

"You kid, you really know how to take advantage of every opportunity." Luo Hao scolded with a smile, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.

She thought for a moment and then narrated, "Speaking of which, it happened about 150 years ago, in the tenth year of Emperor Xianfeng's reign. At that time, I had already ascended the throne of the supreme martial artist, ruling the martial arts world. Coincidentally, the imperial palace was looted by the English and French."

"It was originally a mundane matter of the imperial court. As a person from the martial arts world, I shouldn't have interfered."

"It's just that the Qing court was truly incompetent. Several treasures from the Qin, Han, Tang, and Song dynasties that the Ming Dynasty had worked so hard to recover were snatched away by those two countries."

"And the sacred tool that King Iron Wheel presented to the Qing court to protect the nation was also stolen..."

"The theft of our national treasure is a minor matter, but for these barbarians to underestimate me, Luo Hao, is unforgivable."

The setting sun cast a golden edge on the profile of the leader of the martial arts world. Luo Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering.

"So I went to the French palace and demanded the return of the looted treasures. At first, the French king was very stubborn and refused to return them. I had no choice but to raze the capital of these red-haired barbarians to the ground and throw all the officials in the court into space. Only then did the man who called himself "Na-something" kneel down and beg for my forgiveness."

"I, Luo Cuilian, am a magnanimous person after all. Considering that his uncle was also a great leader, I will spare his life."

"As for England..."

Luo Hao suddenly frowned, as if recalling some unpleasant experience. He skipped over the experience of retrieving the treasure in the West and continued, "After many twists and turns, I arrived in Constantinople. There, I encountered a rare divine tool in the world. It was a rare item that could give birth to a disobedient god in the world."

The so-called divine tools are like magic books that depict heavenly wisdom or sacred spells.

Most of these things have the characteristics of immortality and will be very difficult to deal with once they come to the human world.

Luo Hao continued, "After many twists and turns, I defeated the present god, sealed the power of the divine tool, and brought it back to Mount Lushan for safekeeping."

Ye Zuochen listened attentively.

Although Luo Hao's narration differs from the original, it adds a sense of reality.

Listening to it now, it has a different kind of fun.

"Since you want to use a magical tool to try out the 'Jade Book of Immortals', I will give it to you." Luo Hao was very generous.

Ye Zuochen nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your help, Master."

What hush money?

He had already chosen to forget.

Luo Hao nodded slightly and said, "I will let Ying'er give the treasure to you."

After saying this, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the twilight in an instant.

Ye Zuochen took a deep breath, the golden elixir in his body circulated, and a green-gold halo appeared around him.

"——The Qinghua Qi of the Eastern Pole, Fusang traces back to the Nine Yang——"

The ends of the hair glow with gold, and the bones emit the clear sound of jade chimes.

The whole person flew into the air in violation of the laws of physics, and in a flash he had flown over the collapsed palace and landed in front of a temporary stronghold in the distance.

Passing through the portal arranged by the Feng Shui master, the scene of the main hall of the Kyoto stronghold came into view.

Dozens of injured people are receiving medical treatment, and seventeen makeshift funeral beds are arranged among them. The bodies covered with white cloth are particularly eye-catching.

Several psychics who were accidentally caught up in the incident were covered with white cloths and were obviously beyond help.

died.

"Kings!"

When Chengzhou and other Chinatown masters saw Ye Zuochen suddenly appear, they hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Ye Zuochen waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary, walked straight to a coffin, and casually lifted the white cloth.

"What's his name."

"Li Cezhou."

Chengzhou's voice trembled.

Under the white cloth was a tragic sight with half of the head sunken in. Anyone could see that it was already too late to save him.

Ye Zuochen looked calm, his palm lightly covering the broken head.

The golden elixir shone brightly, and solemn words echoed throughout the hall.

"I will borrow three more lives from Yama, and I will ask Donghua to add a spring to my life! Come, come, come! Soul, when you return, step on my golden elixir. Don't worry about the blue lotus growing from the white bones, a golden elixir will continue the broken life!"

As the Word Spirit chanted, cyan-gold mist emanated from the pores of Li Cezhou, who had long been dead. His sunken skull recovered as if time had gone back, and his pale skin regained its color.

Within three breaths, Li Cezhou suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

"This this…"

Chengzhou opened his mouth wide, his knees went weak and he fell to the ground.

Ye Zuochen took back the golden elixir, slowly walked to the side of the other dead person, and asked again:

"What's this man's name?"

Chengzhou opened his mouth wide, unable to speak for a moment.

The elbow from his companion brought him back to his senses, and he quickly reported the name of the next deceased.

At the same time, his forehead hit the ground heavily.

Li Cezhou looked around in confusion and saw his companion on the next bed straighten up suddenly.

He instantly understood what had happened, and without saying a word, he got out of bed and kowtowed heavily to Ye Zuochen's back.

One after another, cyan-gold light flowed in the hall.

Those psychics who died in the battle between the two godslayers were now reborn as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Ye Zuochen even enlightened the injured one by one, nourishing them with Donghua Wood Qi to help them recover from their injuries.

Do it all.

He didn't care about the martial artists and alchemists kneeling here, but just walked out slowly, looking at the dark horizon where the sun had already set. He suddenly remembered that he had not yet named his first power.

"Let's call it 'Qingming Creation Talisman'."

018 Ignore the risks and continue to arrange!

Japan.

Yokohama Chinatown.

There are many secret societies and other organizations secretly operating in the overseas Chinese gangs. The Japanese industry calls that area the extraterritorial concession. If the members of the committee are foolish enough to get involved in it, they will probably be poured with cement and thrown directly into Tokyo Bay.

Now it looks solemn.

The main reason is that Ye Zuochen is living here temporarily.

Because it was some distance away from Tokyo, we were fortunately not caught up in that devastating explosion.

But Ye Zuochen was not interested.

It’s all self-inflicted.

He just wanted to survive, so he hoped Susanoo would make a promise.

Once an oath is taken, it cannot be broken, otherwise it will taint the purity of one's soul and shake the "self" as a disobedient god.

"self".

The power of a god who appears in the surface world is determined by how strong his ego is.

How determined he is to achieve his wish.

Even if he has to destroy all of humanity and reshape heaven and earth to make it happen.

This is directly related to the power of God.

To put it simply, if a god is not good at fighting in mythology, but if his "self" is strong enough, he can break through the limitation of "no fighting myth" and exert power beyond common sense.