Chapter 1742: The Small Zhoutian Dao Method!

Su Xing's injury was too serious.

First, he was besieged by the secret guards Lao Wu and Lao Qi, and used the Nine Turns of the Heavenly Soul without any consequences. His soul was extremely tired and weak. He forced the aura of creation just now. His divine power was exhausted and the origin was shaken. He was already at the end of his strength, and he was supported by one breath.

At this moment, my mind felt a little relaxed, and it was difficult to hold on anymore. My head tilted and I fell into a coma.

I don’t know how long it took, Su Xing You You You You You You Wake Up.

In front of me is a magnificent palace. Miao Keer is lying quietly on the bed made of Shenjin Liuli. Her pretty face and facial features are flawless, her tender skin is shaping, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her red lips are crystal clear, and she exudes a quiet and beautiful meaning.

In the air of the bed, a faint moon hung. Threads of moonlight fell down and gradually sank into Miaoke'er's body, making every inch of her skin look like crystal clear and beautiful.

"Senior God's will!" Su Xing turned around and looked at the old man in white clothes and white hair not far away.

"That melancholy moon is called Wuxin Youyue. After the fall of Wuxin Ancient God, I collected her original power and cultivated it. Now it is merging with your little girlfriend, which can help her reincarnate the source of God." The old man named Tianyi explained.

"Senior, I have married, Ke'er is not my girlfriend." Su Xing hurriedly explained.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "Are all young people nowadays so relaxed? If Wuxin had been as open-minded as your little girlfriend back then, he would not have gone further and further away from me!"

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This time it was Su Xing's turn to be a little confused.

This ancient god of heavenly will obviously not listen to his explanation, thinking that he was trying to cover up the truth, and the amount of information revealed in the other party's words seemed quite large!

"Ahem! Senior, is Wuxin Ancient God very powerful?" Su Xing asked.

"That's natural. There are 365 ancient gods, she can rank among the top 100. If it weren't for me back then, she would have probably made her own Nether Moon God's Source grow that heart, then it would be enough to be honored among the ancient gods."

The ancient gods were also somewhat contented in their memory, as if they were to say that the woman who was qualified to be his confidante was naturally extraordinary.

"By the way! Wuxin is also a soul cultivator, and it just fits your little girlfriend. I guess she will get some of Wuxin's inheritance after this Wuxin Yue." The ancient god of heaven said again.

"Then I'm thankful for the senior." When Su Xing observed the Wuxin Youyue, he also noticed the fluctuations in the energy of the soul. This time, Miao Ke'er would probably be a blessing in disguise.

"What are you grateful for? Let's talk about the matter between us?" said the ancient god of heaven.

"Senior, do you want me to inherit your mantle?" Su Xing smiled.

"The source of creation! It's not a pity to see it after death in your lifetime." Tianyi shook his head and said sourly again: "But it looks like there is nothing special!"

Su Xing knew that the other party should have observed the source of creation during the period when he was in a coma, and was not surprised. He just asked, "Senior, are you really dead?"

"Didn't you see it long ago?" said the ancient god of heaven's will helplessly.

"I can see it, but I have never seen such a plain person like my predecessor who sees life and death like my predecessor." Su Xing sighed. The ancient god of heavenly will in front of him was the one he had met so far, who was the most willing to let go of life and death.

Whether it is Wuxin or himself, there is no sadness, at most it is a memory.

Such a mind makes Su Xing both respect and admire him.

"A man dies like a lamp that goes out. Even if I can still keep a little residual fire, it's not very useful!" The ancient god of heaven's will shook his head and did not continue to mention this matter, but said, "Do you kid want to inherit my mantle?"

"Senior, tell me carefully?" Su Xing smiled.

"My robe and bowl are called the Little Zhoutian Shinto." The ancient Shinto of Heavenly Will.

"So that's it. No wonder seniors are not recognized by other ancient gods." Su Xing showed a hint of suddenness.

There are thousands of gods, like the stars in the sky, vast and unpredictable, countless.

In the ancient times, 365 ancient gods appeared in the human race, and 365 kinds of divine ways were determined, called "Little Zhoutian divine ways".

Every ancient god controls a kind of divine way, which is in harmony with heaven and earth, and is recognized by the great way of heaven and earth.

Even their words and actions represent the kind of divine way, just like the incarnation of the way of heaven, with great strength and boundless strength, and are the top existences among the ancestors of God.

But there is no ancient god who can truly master two kinds of divine ways.

However, the ancient god of heavenly will tried to master 365 kinds of divine ways and integrate the small Zhoutian divine ways, which was simply a despicable move.

No matter how difficult it is or whether it can be successful, it will affect the interests of other ancient gods.

If you master the little Zhoutian Shinto alone, what should everyone else do then?

Therefore, the ancient gods of heaven's will are not recognized by other ancient gods, ancient books cannot be kept in their name, and there is no legend in the world.

"How is it? Do you dare to learn?" The ancient god of heaven looked at Su Xing provocatively.

"His senior really comprehended the little Zhoutian Shinto?" Su Xing was not influenced by the stimulus method, but instead asked. He always felt that such things should be impossible to do, which was too incredible.

"To be precise, it's stealing!" said the ancient god of heaven with a complacent look on his face.

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Su Xing's mouth twitched. He had never seen such a shameless person. The word "steal" could be said so righteous and so contented.

Su Xing thought of Li Yixiao and felt that the ancient god of God and Li Yixiao might become the most friendly person, and they are like a stinky person!

"What's your eyes? Those who steal the hook will be killed, those who steal the country will be killed, and those who steal the country will be marquis, let alone I am stealing the sky? Shouldn't you be proud?" said the ancient god of heaven's will.

"How did you steal it?" Su Xing asked subconsciously. He was a little curious. Stealing the Shinto from the noses of other ancient gods was indeed a stealing act, and ordinary people really couldn't do it.

"I'm optimistic."

The ancient god of heaven's will did not answer, but stretched out his left hand.

Around the palm of the hand, the breath of Taoism changed rapidly, turning into a hot torrent, turning into a cold storm, and then deriveing ​​the waters of wāngyáng

Various divine auras change at will in the palms of the ancient god of heaven, and look extremely magical.

This feeling is like the ancient god of heavenly will really master the small Zhoutian divine way, with 365 kinds of divine way, and they are proficient in everything and understand it all.

Wake up and breath condenses.

When a god reaches the realm of the gods, he needs to comprehend the higher-level laws and will.

Usually, the gods can only comprehend the laws and will of the divine way. If there are too many, it will cause conflicts between the Tao and the Dharma, and their own energy will be too dispersed.

But all this seems to not exist in front of the ancient god of heaven's will.
Chapter completed!