Thousands of Hearts (Myriads of Identities) - Chapter 481

Coming out of Donghai Dragon Palace, Wang Yiyang looked at ease, as if he was really just visiting friends for fun.

But only he himself knew that at this time, he had spread more than thirty so-called golden fingers of the so-called immortal cultivation system all the way through the area.

This kind of golden finger is quite easy to produce, especially for Wang Yiyang, who has been nurtured by the civilization of the stars, that is, between thoughts, he can create dozens of them.

Just put some psionic energy into it as an introduction, and add some exercises as the initial foundation.

Everything can be done.

These thirty systems are equivalent to giving Wang Yiyang thirty clones in different positions.

Even if his body is killed, these clones can instantly turn into the body, return to the original source, and let him recover again.

Wang Yiyang broke through the sea water, turned into a golden light, and flew towards the direction where he lived in the distance.

He now lives on a fairy island above the East China Sea.

The name of Fairy Island is unknown, but its aura is compelling, and it has the temperament of Huaguo Mountain at the beginning, but unfortunately there is no gathering of gods.

Flying all the way, Wang Yiyang was thinking about how to go further, while avoiding the calculations of the saints.

Suddenly his mind moved, Fei Dang Guang slowed down somehow. Seeing a fairy mountain above the sea below, there was a spiritual aura soaring into the sky, among which all creatures were above Yuan Ying, which was terrifying.

On the side of Xianshan, a large translucent array slowly wrapped around the periphery.

Outside the big array, three characters were clearly reflected: Sanxian Island.

“Sanxian Island? It should be where the sister of Zhao Gongming, the **** of wealth, lives. After the **** is enshrined, should it be the three people who have been named Sanxiangu with the world?”

Wang Yiyang’s heart move was not an ordinary whim.

In this prehistoric era, although the battle of cutting off and explaining education has ended, it ended in the victory of interpretation and education.

But the cut-off teaching is not completely depressed.

Although all the three fairies on Sanxian Island were entrusted with gods, all three of them were among the best monks in the cut-off teaching, and the mixed yuan and golden battles they held were powerful.

The most important thing is that these three are very close to Jinbie Island.

After Wang Yiyang escaped, he immediately flew down to Sanxian Island.

What surprised him was that the sky was empty, with only a few enlightened little demon and monks sitting in town.

Sanxianggu disappeared.

Wang Yiyang is cut off by fate, and gently landed on the shore of Sanxian Island

Golden beaches, blue waters, and snow-white buildings bathed in fairy light.

Wang Yiyang didn’t get close, but felt it out, extending towards those buildings.

As he expected, Sanxian Island is still the residence of the three fairy girls. It was just after being enshrined, the three of them felt distressed, and they dismissed the divine status that Chanjiao enshrined.

So most of the time, it was not on Jinbie Island, or on the other fairy islands of my brothers.

Jinbie Island is the place where Tongtiandao is humane.

Wang Yiyang perceptively scanned a series of creatures on Sanxian Island.

Suddenly he flicked his finger, and suddenly a purple light flew out and disappeared in front of him.

After doing all this, Wang Yiyang rose to the sky with satisfaction and left here.

Dong dong

Above the nine heavens, inside the Zixiao Palace.

The saints took their seats one after another, with a peaceful expression, facing the most conspicuous old man with white hair and white beard in the palace.

That old way is known as the strongest in the entire prehistoric, Hongjun.

If Tongtian hadn’t been trapped by Hongjun and could no longer resist, perhaps the situation at this time would have changed.

Sanqing sat down one after another, and soon there was Nuwa again, and Zhunti and other saints appeared on the futon one after another.

Hongjun sat in the forefront, facing many saints, his expression was neither sad nor happy.

Since he has completely integrated into the Tao of Heaven, his temperament has become heavier day by day.

“Don’t doubt your saints, this time calling you to wait is related to the whole calamity.”

Hongjun spoke slowly, with no circumstance.

“The number of calamities?” Lao Zi Taiqing saint wearing a gossip robe, carrying the sword of Zhenwu Jiangde on his back. At this time, there was a slightly surprised look.

“Not bad.” Hongjun continued, “Outside the universe, in the void, an unfamiliar force called the Star Pole Hall has appeared, and is calling for universe creatures everywhere.”

“Why did the teacher summon me here? It’s nothing more than an outsider.” Zhunti held the willow branch and gently pinched it.

As the two sages of the Western religion, he has always been in a big fight, first with the independent Three Cleans, and now with the entire Taoism.

Although he was wary of the so-called trouble that could alarm teacher Hongjun, he still felt a little disapproving when he heard that he was an external god.

“Teacher, I’m waiting for the predecessors to defeat the outer gods. There are as many as a feather. This Star Pole Palace has never heard of it. Perhaps it is a little force that is not afraid of.” Suyin whispered.

Sanqing was even more dismissive. Silently and quietly, waiting for the result.

Hongjun nodded slightly and continued; “The Star Pole Palace has asked me to wait for the opening conditions to enter and exit several times. It seems that the foundation is strong, you wait, but someone is willing to go to strangulate?”

“The disciple is willing to go!” Zhunti was the first to stand and answered seriously.

“can.”

Zhunti smiled slightly and continued: “If there are several saints working together, maybe the result will make everyone more at ease.”

In the past, when foreign gods invaded, they were all distributed like this. Whoever takes the first shot can get more tilt in front of the teacher.

In recent years, because of the failure of the interception of education to reach the sky, its subordinates’ struggle for interception of education was defeated, and everything has already been doomed.

Therefore, many things are resolved by being referred and quasi-proposed.

It is precisely because of this that the aura between heaven and earth gradually tends to Buddhism.

In this regard, Sanqing, as the pinnacle saint, has no opinion.

Tongtian was a failed battle, and his heart was depressed by the severely eccentric Hongjun.

Taiqing never participated in such mess, and he was the one who talked about the rule of inaction.

The only thing that is a bit interesting is that Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun is working hard, but unfortunately he is not the opponent of the two Buddhist saints.

As a result, the current situation in the prehistoric famine gradually tends to Buddhism.

Nu Wa was aside, shaking her head as she saw.

In the war of conferring the gods, the teacher was partial, which caused the Shangqing Tongtian Taoists to feel discouraged and too lazy to care about chores.

Taiqing Laozi has always been an inactive character.

There was a interpreter Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun who was supposed to be the winner, and only then did he taste the result of the lonely tree.

Chanjiao alone is not an opponent of the two sages of Buddhism.

As for her demon saint, as early as many years ago, when the teacher took the initiative to imprison Tongtian, she has completely ignored some chores.

When Wang Yiyang returned to the fairy island where he lived, he didn’t know in his heart that the Star Pole Hall had been checked by the universe one by one, searching for him, the Young Palace Master.

He lives on the island where the Golden Wing Dapeng lived before.

Drinking and having fun every day, without worrying about the two demon king brothers in the path of fate.

Of course, he hasn’t done nothing in these years.

Above the sea, Wang Yiyang was floating in the middle of the sea, looking down below, holding a gold fishing rod in his hand, and was fishing leisurely.

On the surface, he seems to be fishing, but in fact, he perceives psychic energy at this time, and is constantly trying to dial into the real world of the prehistoric world.

Every universe has so-called reality.

This is even more true for the high-level giant universes like the prehistoric.

Wang Yiyang discovered this after changing his body to the Golden Wing Roc.

In particular, the predicament he was in was completely different from what he had expected before, and it was too weak.

So under a keen inspection, he quickly discovered the clues.

Wow.

The fishing line on the fishing rod was invisible, and with a gentle pull, a golden dragon-beard carp was suddenly lifted out of the sea.

Wang Yiyang didn’t even look at it, but with a flick of his finger, he accurately bounced an ichthyosaur system into the opponent’s soul.

Then randomly throw the dragon beard carp, not knowing where to throw it.

He wholesales the system every day and distributes psionic descendants, which is his daily life these days.

Time passed slowly, and soon the sun was shining.

Wang Yiyang was about to put away his fishing rod.

Suddenly his complexion changed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled, and he burst into laughter.

“found it!”

Putting away the fishing rod, Wang Yiyang felt that the frequency band was quickly adjusted, and it oscillated and changed in an instant.

Suddenly his brown-yellow pupils flickered and changed, as if countless galaxies were swirling.

After a cup of tea, Wang Yiyang’s eyes returned to normal. But at this moment, his original look has turned into reality.

“It turns out that the heavenly oven, Hongjun, the wheel of fate, Hongjun, really deserves its name.”

After investigating the real prehistoric famine, even Wang Yiyang’s heart trembled slightly at this time, and he had a new understanding of Hongjun’s toughness.

His eyes flashed again, there were countless galaxies swirling and flowing.

Everything in front of me quickly shattered the changes.

Instead, there are vortices of various sizes suspended in a pure white.

Each of these vortexes has countless images and radiant flows.

Under Wang Yiyang’s psychic detection, I don’t know where, these are actually part of the prehistoric.

To be precise, each of them is a predecessor.

Each one is continuously circulating all the history of the prehistoric.

From the opening of the world, to the battle between dragon and phoenix, to the battle of the lich, and then to the Kingdom of Gods.

The fate of the story, scene after scene, is just as destined, and it cannot be changed or changed.

Wang Yiyang looked back and saw that behind him, there was also a small vortex of prehistoric children.

“It is interesting that the wheel of fate controls everything, and countless sub-body guards the core primordial body. So, is this to cultivate a new dimensional universe and parallel universe?”

Wang Yiyang shook his head slightly.

With his insight, he can naturally see what Hongjun’s idea was.

It is nothing more than the scarcity of holy places. If you want to repeat the world, I hope to squeeze out some more holy places to strengthen the entire prehistoric land.

But a pity.

Among these primitive descendants, none of them can bear such qualifications for the time being.

“But with so many progeny, each has the prototype potential to absorb nutrients from the outside world and grow its own independence. What a Hongjun, what a prehistoric!”

Wang Yiyang’s eyes quickly returned to normal, and he dared not look more. So as not to be discovered by Hongjun.

“But this is good for me. A primordial child is equivalent to a small universe in the universe. With double barriers, it is even harder for the Star Pole Palace to find my whereabouts.”

After converging his perception, Wang Yiyang returned to normal and continued to enjoy life lazily.

The sun is setting.

He set up Escape and quickly returned to Fairy Island to let his little demon and human chef cook delicious food.

He continued to disguise a completely original Golden Wing Roc.

Time flies, the years flies.

In a blink of an eye, three hundred years have passed.

During these hours, Wang Yiyang didn’t go anywhere, so he stayed on Xiandao, and occasionally contacted the other two demon kings in Shituoling, as he continued his previous line of fate. In case it is discovered by Hongjun.

Of course, his core purpose is to go deep into his disguise.

Three hundred years is nothing to him, but to the people of the Star of Addiction, it is a number that cannot be ignored.