Chapter 947 Dream God Machine

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Tong asked softly with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"The prince's intention is to use the Meng Shenji as a target to attract the attention of everyone in the world and muddy the water before he can act!"

Yang Gan shook his head and denied Zhuang Tong's guess. He said weakly with a hint of boredom and laziness on his face.

"Where do I have those thoughts? I just don't bother to deal with my father and the others. I want to find something for them to do so that they don't have to stare at me all the time. Even if I don't do anything, they will be suspicious all day long. , I suspect that this king is secretly planning some conspiracy!"

Zhuang Tong was speechless, looking at his own prince who was leaning on the back of the chair like a loser. He sighed in his heart and complained secretly, although I know you don't like to work, but you are not lazy to this extent. He sometimes I really wonder if I have the wrong master. Can such a useless prince really manage the world well even if he ascends the throne?

Yang Qian was well aware of Zhuang Tong's inner complaints. His spiritual level was much higher than Zhuang Tong's. Even if he didn't deliberately target Zhuang Tong, he could detect it just from the fluctuation of Zhuang Tong's thoughts. Thoughts, like fireflies in the dark night, are so conspicuous that it is difficult not to notice them.

Yang Qian rolled his eyes at Zhuang Tong angrily. Zhuang Tong was confused and scratched his scalp. Yang Qian did not explain and directly changed the subject.

"When you return to guard Taicang to complete the mission assigned by your father, it's up to you to tell him my rules to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings!"

Emperor Qian didn't even punish the prince. Naturally, he didn't criticize Wei Taicang, a master of martial arts. He just ordered him to go to the northern border to kill Yunmeng's ten thousand generals, which was regarded as atonement. Wei Taicang naturally No objection, decided to go north.

Before Wei Taicang left Jade City, he expressed his surrender to Yang Qian in public, changed his banner and joined the sect of Jade Prince Yang Qian. At that time, Prince Yang An's face turned livid and he left angrily. It was precisely for this reason that Emperor Qian still retained the position of governor of the seven southern provinces of Taicang without any changes, so the prince was not really unscathed, at least his power in the south was greatly damaged.

Zhuang Tong nodded and said he understood. There were not many people in Yang Qian's sect, and the rules were strict. Now that he finally had a new member to join him, Zhuang Tong would naturally guide him patiently, so that the prince's sect would not be too shabby. It would really be beneath his status to ask him to take action personally.

Autumn turns to winter, and the trees turn yellow and become bare. After going through wind and frost, the day of spring green finally comes. Everything in the world revives, and vitality gradually becomes richer. Naturally, it is inseparable from the gestation of thunder.

On the second day of the second lunar month, on the day when the dragon raised its head, the highest point of Tianzhu Mountain was covered with thunderclouds, and the roaring sound was endless, as if the heaven and earth were angry, which made people awe-inspiring.

In such a deserted place, a figure stands proudly, standing on the top of a mountain, looking down at the world. His eyes are full of indifference and the sense of vicissitudes of the great road. It is like the way of heaven looking down on all living beings. It is high above, untainted by the mortal world, and watching the mortal world of all living beings. The intertwining of fate, transcendent and refined, wearing a purple gold Taoist robe with the Bagua and Five Elements embroidered on it. There is nothing in his hands, but he seems to have mastered the entire world.

Meng Shenji took one last look at the living beings at the foot of the mountain. His soul left his body and rushed into the thunder clouds, but his physical body still stood firm.

The Meng Shen Ji passed through the thunder clouds. The numerous tests in the thunder clouds had no effect on him. He easily reached the core of the thunder clouds and was in front of the seventh level. He was ready to step into it and survive the thunder tribulation. Achieve the realm of the Creator.

The seven thunder tribulations are a hurdle, a hurdle for the Creator. Even a Yang Shen master cannot turn an ordinary person into a seven thunder tribulation master. It is even impossible for several Yang Shen masters to join forces. After cultivating to become the Creator after seven thunder tribulations, thoughts will always be in the one-dimensional realm. Unless they are all eliminated at once, no matter how many thoughts are consumed, they will be derived one by one. One yuan begins again, everything is renewed, and life continues. He can create things from the void, control the power of creation, give magical life, transform them into a strange alternative life, and give them spiritual wisdom. It is comparable to the legendary Buddha who can make stubborn rocks wise. This ability is almost close to immortality. realm.

One yuan, that’s one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred!

Ancient people divided time. It is time, day, month, year, world, luck, meeting, Yuan, so-called "era". One Yuan is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years, representing a reincarnation of all things in the universe. The so-called "one yuan returns to the beginning, and everything is renewed." According to rumors, even the masters of the ancient Sun God cannot survive one yuan, which is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. And only by achieving the Yang God can thoughts be transformed into billions and break the shackles of one yuan. Regardless of the other eight thunder tribulations or the nine thunder tribulations, the thoughts will not increase. The change is only the strength of the thoughts.

Among the seven levels of thunder tribulation, there is a "gate of creation" composed of mysterious thunder energy. This ancient thunder door exudes the mystery of the sun and the moon, and the mystery of the operation of the universe. Without great wisdom, great perseverance, and great opportunity Heda and magic power simply push this door open and cannot enter the seventh level of thunder tribulation.

Meng Shenji has been the number one person in the world for a hundred years. He has profound natural knowledge and monstrous wisdom. He has long been able to open the door of creation, survive the seven thunder tribulations, and achieve the realm of all disciples and hundreds of saints. However, because of the fear of thunder Only during the period of weakness after the tribulation will he continue to suppress his realm and consolidate his foundation. Now that he is fully confident that even if he survives the seventh level of thunder tribulation, there will be no period of weakness, so he begins to overcome the tribulation.

Meng Shenji walked to the door of creation, reached out and pushed it gently, and opened the door of creation. Infinite thunder flashed and bombarded behind the door. Meng Shenji smiled slightly and stepped in without any fear. The door of creation behind him It was slammed shut, and there was only an endless roaring sound.

Seventh level of thunder, suddenly, in the thunder qi, mysterious power was conveyed, as if the demon god from ancient times was awakening, and then countless thunder qi formed many demon gods in ancient times, which seemed to be the demons of heaven and earth. Come to surround and kill Meng Shenji.

"I am the Lord of Creation! If you offend me, you deserve death! Eat for me!" Meng Shenji knew that these were the soul fragments of many powerful demon gods in ancient times copied by the will of heaven and earth! Revealed in thunder.

Meng Shenji just smiled coldly, and every thought changed, turning into a bloody mouth, swallowing up all these demons.