The way of heaven holds the pen!

Seeing this, Yun Zhongjun became more and more excited, and even the flames of roasting the tortoise shell became a little unstable.

But I don't know.

Suning on the side was even more surprised than him.

"Really? Can I interfere with this time and space in my current state?"

Although the movements of holding the pen are very difficult, a small brush is so heavy that it is unreasonable, but in the end... I picked it up!

"Why? This involves the paradox of time and space?

Or... in myth, the so-called glimpse into the secrets of heaven exists in this form?"

Suning's heart was surging, but soon he realized that this state could not last for too long, and once the reading of the article was over, it might not be able to maintain it anymore.

I quickly calmed down and focused on the piece of paper.

What to write?

The first thought was to ask the other party about the Taoist tradition of the human religion, but Suning quickly dispelled this idea.

Without it, the main reason is that this problem is too "the way of heaven"!

Once asked, it will inevitably cause vigilance in the clouds, and even suspect that it is a demon. Moreover, time is tight and there is no in-depth communication.

In the limited countdown, he only wrote a dozen or dozens of words at most.

Then... pretending to be the way of heaven and giving him information about the future?

Suning's eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts suddenly opened...

Although he didn't know the details, he knew history.

"The clues we have now can basically be locked in. We are currently in the early stage of the Gods. In the future, there will probably be no similar 'catastrophe' in the past three thousand years..."

"Even if there is, he may not be able to survive this scene..."

So, should you reveal some secrets?

Nonsense...the other party may not be able to discover it.

The key is experimentation!

First of all, it is to verify and verify judgment.

Secondly, if you interfere with the current history, will it affect future generations? Well, it is highly likely that you cannot, otherwise it will be equivalent to a bug...

However, it is not impossible to keep some traces of being there!

If...if the words it leaves can be kept in the ruins, and then returned to reality and discovered, perhaps it will be impossible to say that it can enhance its glory again.

At present, most people do not think that "People's Education" is a real existence in history.

But what if it can be proved through historical relics?

It is probably useful for glory growth.

"Try it!"

Suning's eyes were firm, and he thought about it, picked up the pen on the paper and outlined the text.

The pen is very heavy, and when writing, it is intermittent and crooked. However, Taoist Yunzhong didn't feel strange at all.

In his opinion, this must be the result of his low cultivation and inability to withstand the power of "Heavenly Way".

As the text emerged, the clouds held their breath, their pupils dilated, and two lines of ink marks on the paper were reflected:

One:

"The God-Feng Dao, Zhou Xing Yin's destruction, the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the severance of the

Route 2:

"In the 2020th century, demons appeared in the world, and the revival of the People's Church in the East..."

【drop--】

[Abreath branding is completed, you can leave the current historical fragment at any time]

The text on the system panel pops up, and in an instant, Suning's body ends the maintenance of its current state and turns into a non-existent "ghost".

"Click!"

The green jade demon pen was unable to fall down, rolling along the table, pulling the last stroke of the word "Square" to the old length...

Dong!

At the same time, Yun Zhongjun's mind rumbling, as if he was struck by lightning, staring at the two lines of "prophecy of the way of heaven".

He fell to the ground without any image, as if he had been ravaged, his eyes were empty and he muttered to himself:

"They are destroyed and wounded, and the decline of the human religion... three thousand years later...the east is back..."

As he murmured, his mind was trembling, his spiritual power disintegrated, and the tortoise shell floating in the air had no support and fell to the ground. With a "click", several scars were cracked and the nameless flames dissipated.

Taoist Yunzhong ignored it completely and just repeated the words on the paper in a daze, sometimes terrifying, sometimes sad, sometimes excited... After a while, he came to his senses and murmured to himself:

"As soon as possible...if it happened...the three religions finally...have they...withered..."

After a pause, he looked at the words on the paper again and sighed quietly:

"The destruction of the Shang Dynasty, Master Tongtian's plan... was still impossible to do after all."

He pondered in the cloud for several breaths, as if he had figured out something, shook his head and laughed:

"Okay, if you gather the three religions and the power of all living beings, you can get three thousand years of peace. If you leave a legacy, you should be content. But you don't know what... what is the solution to this "2020 AD"?

Could it be related to Western religion?

It’s related to the way of heaven, I can’t say that I’m going to Xuandutian for a while.”

Yun Zhongjun thought for a moment, waved his sleeves, and floated on the paper, wrapping the tortoise shell, and then burned.

The two lines of ancient characters on the paper also turned into twisted lines, and the imprints entered the depths of the tortoise shell.

"As for this thing... it involves cause and effect, it is difficult to take it away." With a look of thought, Yun Zhongjun bowed to the sky and said with a sigh:

"I have to seal it here, and I would like to ask the Master Tiandao to be a witness! If the light of heaven is seen again in this place in three thousand years, it will be better to teach future disciples and not forget the glory of humanity!"

After saying that, the tortoise shell suddenly expanded, filling the entire hall, and quickly turned into a phantom. In the blink of an eye, it sank into the entire mountain.

Nowhere to be seen.

After the seal was completed, Yun Zhongjun took a step, and auspicious clouds were everywhere under his feet. In the blink of an eye, he left the hall and flew out of the sky.

Outside the hall.

The dense disciples of Taoyuan Sect gathered together. Seeing this, they bowed to the sky at the same time: "Greatly send me the immortal!"

Suning floated out of the hall, chewing on the last few words in the clouds, a little distracted... At this moment, there was a change again.

The surrounding scenery suddenly became illusory and blurred. Suning's body flew up uncontrollably and rose to the sky. He looked down and was stunned to find that the entire mountain seemed to be...

accelerate!

"The flow rate of this space-time is fast!" Suning was surprised. On top of his head and breathing, day and night alternated. In the last second, the scorching sun was still in the sky, and in the next second, there were stars.

Below, the ancient practitioners pulled up afterimages while walking.

The whole earth is like a video that has moved forward tens of times faster.

All the sounds disappeared.

I don’t know how long it took, the mountains and peach blossoms were everywhere, withering a little, and the light of the sky and the earth became dark, as if the entire space was blocked by some force.

Above Qing Peak, the atmosphere is depressing.

"Is the war going out?" Suning was a little clear-headed, "After the main plot, this story is running towards the end at the speed of light."

Just as his thought arose, countless gray clouds flew over in the sky, piled up, and the whole world was particularly dark.

In the dark clouds, thunder and lightning dance wildly.

"Crack!!" As a terrifying and ferocious lightning in the sky tore through the sky, many blurry, terrifying, and huge phantoms appeared.

They are numerous, and each of them drives a large number of weird-looking beasts to break through the mountain gate and step into the peach garden.

Countless peach blossoms withered and broken, and the turbid air filled the earth. Suddenly, shouts of killing sounds started. In the huge peach garden, countless "guards" wearing armor and holding swords broke out of the ground.

Killing towards the demons, the mountains and rivers fell into war.

Although there are many guards, they are far less powerful than the Golden Armored Guardian. Large pieces fall down and turn into gray fog, and demons approach the main peak.

Suning cast his eyes and saw dense figures of monks flying out from the main peak hall. Both young and old, high and low, holding weapons, and rushed forward in fear and angrily.

The invisible light shield that enveloped the mountain became extremely bright and reflected, countless peach blossoms bloomed, and the fallen guards were resurrected.

That is the mountain guard formation.

The demon finally showed signs of disintegration. However, before the monks could be glad, the huge phantom hidden in the clouds finally moved.

A huge claw covering the sky and the sun brushed down Suning's body, and the bombardment trembled wildly.
To be continued...