Fengshen Wendaoxing

Chaoge.

Lu Chuan walked on the street with his hands behind his back.

It was night at this time, and the street was very quiet. Although it was still early and no family was asleep, few people came out to wander around at night.

Lu Chuan enjoyed the silence very much.

As he walked, he looked up at the stars in the sky.

Watching the sky at night is a somewhat mysterious word, in fact, it belongs to one of the five Taoist arts of physiognomy, Xiangtian!

The celestial phenomena also contain secrets, and some masters who are proficient in this technique can observe the celestial phenomena and see some secrets to seek good luck and avoid evil.

After learning physiognomy, it will be no problem for people to look at Fengshui.

Seeing that there are countless stars in the night sky, twinkling and twinkling, Lu Chuan looked up.

However, the starry sky in his eyes is different from that of ordinary people, because ninety-nine percent of the stars in his eyes have disappeared.

There are only more than three hundred and fifty, flashing and flashing like a very urgent look.

"What's the hurry?" Lu Chuan smiled, "If you finally find someone to return to your position, it's over!"

This time the heavenly court granted the gods, which coincides with the number of the week, three hundred and sixty-five, and also corresponds to the important position of the heavenly court in governing the three realms.

Conferring the gods is indeed a very urgent matter.

This world is like a machine, with gods, humans, demons, demons, immortals, ghosts and other races. Without management and order, there will be endless fighting and killing.

Legend has it that after the world was opened up and all spirits came to the world, there was a period of peace and tranquility at first.

That's how these races grow.

After that, there will be a troubled era of fighting for hegemony after these races prosper.

At this time, a congenital god appeared, named Emperor Jun, who led a group of tribes under him to conquer the Three Realms, suppress all ethnic groups, and stopped this kind of dispute by killing and stopping killing.

After that, he created a management organization that the world needed very much, and established an order to manage the Three Realms. Since then, the Three Realms have been peaceful.

This institution is the Ancient Heavenly Court.

Later, the ancient Heavenly Court disappeared somehow, but nothing in this world is irreplaceable, so a new Heavenly Court Emperor appeared.

Therefore, for this Fengshen Lu Chuan is in favor with both hands and feet.

The Three Realms need to be managed and restrained. In a world where there are only people, there are races and struggles, let alone such a world?

It's just that you have to be killed once before you can become a god, which is a bit deceptive.

"Ziweixing..."

In the sky, directly above the palace is the Ziwei star, which symbolizes the emperor. At this time, the purple awn is lingering, and the brightness is several times brighter than that of previous years.

The lingering purple air of the emperor star just formed the pattern of a black bird.

In addition, there are a few stars that are much brighter than the stars, only under Di Xin and another bright star in the west.

It's just that the light of these stars is still white, only the star in the west has gradually grown purple awns around it, and gradually formed the pattern of a divine bird, facing the mysterious bird far away.

Lu Chuan could even hear two birds chirping in his ears.

"Heavenly anger!"

Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes looking at those purple qi.

There is no one in a million people who are born with the spirit of heaven, which also means that this person is the future emperor selected by Ziweixing, and he must be protected by Ziweixing, and all laws cannot be invaded.

There is only one king.

It also means that only one of two birds can be saved in the future.

If Xuanniao devours this true phoenix with qi, then there may be a chance for Dashang Nirvana to be reborn, and the 800-year-old qi of the Western Zhou Dynasty can be continued on himself.

And vice versa, the true phoenix swallowing the black bird means that the dynasty will change.

However, this battle of national fortune is still a bit far away.

The most important thing now is to seal the gods of Zhoutian and reset the order of the Three Realms.

Chi!

Suddenly a white light flashed across the palace, and it disappeared in a flash, as fast as a shooting star.

The corner of Lu Chuan's eyes trembled: (╬￣dish￣)...

With his toes, he thought that this coquettish fox must not have done anything good when he left the palace late at night.

Speaking of which, it's all Di Xin's fault, you are so good at flirting with girls and you can write poems, why can't you take down this vixen pajamas!

Lu Chuan continued to move forward, and soon returned to the door of Qishi Mansion. The door was closed, with two lanterns hanging above it.

"Mansion... Palace Master? You're back?" The door was opened, and a mansion guard with a knife rubbed his eyes to see Lu Chuan, and immediately regained his energy.

"I went to bed very early, I came here with anticipation."

Lu Chuan smiled and went straight in, saying, "I don't know if you have prepared any surprises for this residence, calling Ding Ce and Guo Chen to come and see this residence."

in the hall.

"Palace Master, when did you come back?" Ding Ce and Guo Chen asked in surprise.

I was a little surprised that the Palace Master, who was supposed to give advice at the border, suddenly appeared thousands of miles away.

"just came back!"

Lu Chuan put down the letter in his hand, looked up at the two of them with a smile: "How is the mansion of strange scholars, have you collected any strange people?"

"This is the roster of subordinate statistics."

Ding Ce stepped forward and said, "Some strangers came to vote. It's just that some people had a conflict with Mr. Longxuhu a while ago, and they left after losing a fight."

As he spoke, he took out a roll of roster from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Chuan.

"Master!" Lu Chuan shook his head with a smile, opened the letter and began to read it.

I saw that most of these slips are the names of warriors, there are very few literati, and even fewer among Qi refiners.

But yes, the current culture is in the hands of the nobles, and there is no chance for ordinary people to enjoy education.

In addition, civilians have no chance to be officials, and official positions are hereditary like the throne.

"School..." Lu Chuan shook his head lightly.

Running a school now is tantamount to going against the entire aristocratic class, not to mention the current internal and external troubles of big businessmen, it is still too early to start a school.

"Wait, Wu Wenhua?!"

Suddenly Lu Chuan saw a name in the book, and hurriedly asked Ding Ce, "Who is this?"

He seemed to remember that Fengshen had such a character.

Although he is a mortal, he has great strength and a poor background. He was recruited by Emperor Xin's recruiting list when he arrived in Mengjin in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and was assigned to Yuan Hong's subordinates.

It was also that night that he attacked him like a god descending to earth, killing more than 200,000 princes' coalition forces in one night, including dragons, tigers, and many generals, which can be called human slaughter.

In the end, Yang Jian and others didn't dare to fight head-on, so they chose to trick him into Panlong Ridge and burn him with the real fire of samadhi.

No matter how powerful a mortal is, how can he withstand the fire of refining demons?

If it is really this person, then this is really a big surprise for him.

"My lord, this..."

Ding Ce smiled wryly and said: "This is really a strange person, he is one foot tall and has boundless strength, but... But even if he eats too much, we will all be poor."

"Oh?" Lu Chuan suppressed his joy and asked in surprise, "What kind of Dafa?"

Now it seems that that person is really uneducated, and he really wants to see it now.

Guo Chen said in a low voice: "One meal can eat a cow, ten barrels of rice, three days' worth of our Qishi mansion's one month's rations. Now I really wonder if this guy is sent by the enemy to feed us poorly."

"Ten buckets of rice for a cow?"

Lu Chuan, who was smiling lightly, also twitched his eyes when he heard the words, and couldn't laugh anymore, so he hurriedly said, "How long have you been here?"

"How long? My lord, he only came for half a month and emptied the granary of our Qishi Mansion. He can't last for three days." Ding Ce smiled wryly.