"Don't think too magically about power," the white-haired boy looked at him and responded, "The gap between you and Kong Xuan Sanren is too big. Even if you have power, you can't beat him.
"How about you lend me your body and I will help you solve this battle"
"I want to give it a try first. "Gu Xu interrupted him and said with firm eyes.
"Okay then," the white-haired boy shook his head gently, "You pull out the nail on my left leg, and the seal it seals will Power, whose name is destiny, can affect fortune and manipulate probability. As for how much power it can exert, it depends on how you use it. "
"Destiny" Gu Xu silently recited this word in his heart.
Today, he has become more and more familiar with the power of Emperor Ziwei from the astrolabe and the functions of various authorities. Scope.
"Lord of the Stars" and "Grandmaster of All Things" are the honorific titles given to him in the "Star Master Baogao"
"Consultant of the stars in the universe, the destiny of the universe, and the world." "The rise and fall" is the praise of the world to him.
She is by no means simply controlling the day and night with "Tai Shang Haotian".
Time and space, stars and Knowledge, destiny and cause and effect are all within his control.
I stood there, closed my eyes, and quietly digested the vast amount of knowledge that poured into my mind.
" I'm such a boring person. "
"It is the twenty-seventh day of the seventh month in the seventy-seventh year of Tianxing. There are no traces of the young master's footprints under the snow at the entrance of the cave. You try to step down hard. It's not bad, I saw it. "
Li Jin sighed heavily, picked up the flower paper one by one, and carefully read the content written on it
"You're late. Gu Xu thought in his mind, and walked hurriedly towards the plain white dress.
It seems that Xue Nan's body has not completely melted yet.
Gu Xu thought silently.< /p>
I am sure if I die there today, no one will remember me, miss me, collect my body, and hold a funeral for me. I will become one of the many corpses that died in ghost disasters. Casually thrown under a mass grave on the outskirts of the city.
But maybe "authority" helped me escape from desperate situations twice.
Yes, you already knew that. .
That world has long forgotten me.
Only the old man with a white beard in a blue robe is standing nearby, repairing his body's injuries.
Opening, the ancient Meng Po Pavilion trembled violently like an earthquake, and there were numerous cracks under the white pillars, spreading to the eaves like dense spider webs.
I squatted on it. Body, ready to fold up the dress and retreat into "Xianyun Residence"
From the moment I broke into the top of Yishan, the "gongzi" appeared in the snow man's flower notes. The word that comes up most frequently. I know that Yukio has always been lonely, and I have been your only companion since you were a boy. But I have never thought that I am so important outside of your world.
"On the twenty-eighth day of the seventh month in the seventy-seventh year of Tianxing. Listen to the wind, listen to the snow, and listen to Master Changsheng reciting poems. The Master's poems are majestic, and the words in the lines contain thousands of mountains and rivers, but the way I smile is very gentle, It’s like a bright moon falling into my arms.
“It’s so whimsical,” White Hair laughed again in my mind for many years. “He is well-read and well-read in classics. He should have already known about burning the soul. Once something like that ends, it's hard to stop.
He realized that these stars symbolized the destiny of all living beings.
As long as I want to, I can’t flip a copper coin always face down, play poker and always draw a small king, shoot an arrow with perfect accuracy, and make some thoughts that have a low probability of happening become a reality. One hundred percent bound to happen.
Because the battle behind me has not started yet without my participation.
Your plain white dress, together with the Jinghong pen, fell from a low altitude and landed a few meters away from Gu Xu.
Vaguely, I seemed to hear the white hair whispering loudly in my ears for many years
Gu Xu looked through the pages one by one, feeling that the bridge of his nose was sour, but his eyes were sore. Very dry.
Xue Nan sacrificed yourself, which also means that Li Jin will definitely be able to escape from Kong Xuansan's face unharmed.
Quietly, I turned to the first flower note.
I also became aware of the new authority.
Perhaps as long as I stretch out my hand and fiddle with the water in that dazzling star river, no one's destiny will change in consciousness.
I always have some luck, thinking that maybe that time, "authority" can't help me save Yukio and achieve a happy ending without sacrifice.
"Unless he has a lower level of power than you and can forcefully stop your actions; or before he ascends to the realm of the true king, he can use the power of time to reverse time."
Suddenly, Gu Xu seemed to see a vast starry sky, and the starlight gathered into a torrential river, rolling incessantly.
The only one who cared about me, Yukio, also disappeared.
"Authority" can only help me a little bit, but it may always be my life-saving straw.
When Gu Xu opened his eyes again, I had not returned to reality.
I have thought that before you turned into a ghost, you still retained that habit.
"The wind blows at dusk, and the leaves fall on the branches. My heart is full of love, and I worry about you unknown." At that time, several colorful flower notes flew out from the sleeves, like flying in the snow. The butterflies fluttered heavily on the ground.
"It's not bad, do ghosts have tears? Then the young master will see you with tears streaming down your face."
"It's the seventh day of the eighth lunar month in the seventy-seventh year of Tianxing. You seem to have forgotten the young master’s real name, but I’m sure if you ask me, I will be upset and think you are stupid.
On your face, which is as warm and affectionate as the ice and snow of Yishan Mountain, He actually has a heart as pure and sentimental as spring water.
Facts.It proves that both Yukio and I are too naive.
The so-called "Little Qi Tianjiao" and "Ziwei Successor" are all in vain in the end.
"Gu Xu, Gu Xu, he needs to understand that after a while, having the ability to look directly at fate is actually a lucky thing. He will find that few things happen naturally. It’s uncertain, just like the ending of a story that has already been written. Even if he tries his best, he can’t change it.”
He is not only complaining about his low level, but also complaining about the white-haired man who has been talking nonsense for many years to delay time. Chi is willing to give me new authority.
There was no date written under the flower note, but a big poem written in neat and graceful handwriting
I am sure I can join that battle earlier and use this "destiny" Authority, let Li Jinjin's spells make fewer mistakes, and maybe he can save you.
The dress is stained with water, and it feels cool to the touch, and it seems that your breath still lingers.
Gu Xu laughed at himself, feeling a surge of sadness in his heart.
You just want to atone for your sins and at the same time, hold back Kongxuan Sanren to gain a glimmer of hope for you.
During this process, the white clouds rolled in the underworld, the wind howled, and the howling of evil spirits came from a distant place, as if they had encountered a terrible natural enemy.
The white-haired boy lowered his head and looked at him with a smile.
""
Some resentment welled up in my chest.
"Silly girl," Li Jin murmured loudly, "you really just wanted to use him to deal with the enemy at first, but you didn't think of him..."
Gu Xu thought of me in Lu After seeing the colorful flower paper in the family's haunted house, the young man Lu Shiyao once recorded his daily mood and knowledge under these flower paper.
After all, even if all the clones of Kongxuan Sanren are dead and only one body is left, it is more than enough to deal with a powerful practitioner like Gu Xu who has just entered the seventh realm.
In a blink of an eye, I walked under the hem of the plain white dress that Yukio had left behind.
Yukio had no intention of surviving that battle.
Gu Xu bent down, grabbed the nail on the white-haired boy's left leg, and pulled it out forcefully.
"On the seventh day of the eighth month in the seventy-seventh year of Tianxing. Together with the young master, we tasted candied haws, fish cakes and red oil noodles in Jingzhou. You originally tasted them. But because the young master was not there, , your tongue was almost numb from the red oil.
I felt the burning cold energy rushing through my meridians, and felt a slight increase in my own strength. >But there is no joy in my heart.
The clones of Kong Xuan Sanren have also been reduced to ashes. , ,