The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

  Chapter 1176 Little Beauty’s Daughter-in-law [1 more]

   “So that’s it.” Jun Muqian nodded, “It seems that this Wangchuan is specifically aimed at these people who abandon their bodies and cultivate their souls.”

“Well, so they won’t know that there are things left by the Ksitigarbha at the bottom of the Wangchuan River.” Yingziyan swept the surrounding area, “The Ksitigarbha told me that Wangchuan also carried it. Part of his power, he was here back then, transcending those wandering souls who were driven into the underworld because of their sins.”

   “The ambition of the Ksitigarbha King, few people in Honghuang can match it.” Jun Muqian sighed softly, “For public and private, I also hope that he can return to Honghuang.”

  The **** is not empty, and you will never become a Buddha!

  In the Western Paradise, how many Buddhas can do it?

  嬴子衿 was silent for a moment: “But it is not that simple to restore the life and death record.”

   “I know.” Jun Muqian turned his head to look at her, smiled, and said lightly, “The Book of Life and Death is the best innate spiritual treasure, and the Saints of Heaven cannot destroy it. On the contrary, after it is destroyed, it will be extremely difficult to recover.”

  ”But I have to restore my life and death record, even if I am abolishing my cultivation base once, or I will be an ordinary person in my life.”

  The purpose of her coming to Honghuang is to save her friends and relatives. Secondly, she can take care of other living beings and the whole Honghuang.

   But if she can’t even save her relatives and friends, what else can she do to save the ruin?

  Ying Zijin thoughtfully: “Although I have no heart, I can understand you one or two.”

   “When I think about it, it’s no wonder you are so indifferent as a woman.” Jun Mu touched his chin, and looked slightly solemn, “Have you forgotten whether we can successfully recover our life and death?”

  ”Yes, forget it.” Ying Zijin walked forward, “I saw 18,963 possible outcomes, of which 23 were successfully recovered.”

   “So many?” Jun Muqian was almost choked to death, really shocked, “Isn’t it Yingzijin, are all of your fortune tellers so terrible?”

  She has always thought that the so-called prophecy is an established result and will not change.

  ”The way of hexagram calculation is ever-changing.” Ying Ziying raised her eyebrows slightly, “If you move your whole body with one action, a node changes, and the future will also change accordingly.”

  She kicked a pebble at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and then said: “Even a small action like me can give a new result in the future.”

  ”Permutation and combination, more than 10,000 kinds of results are few.”

   “It makes sense.” Jun Muqian got a headache when she heard it, “Fortunately, I don’t specialize in hexagram calculation, otherwise my head will be blown up.”

  With the hexagram calculation, backlash is also extremely serious. The larger the hexagram calculation event, the greater the backlash.

  So the average Gua fortuneteller will not do it easily. Only if you don’t stick to the cause and effect, you can protect yourself. If it’s too much, it may even hurt the people around you.

  Because you want to change cause and effect, you have to pay the corresponding price.

  Of course, those who have reached the level of Ksitigarbha and guides are not included. If they are backlashed, it must be counted as a major event that can’t even be seen through the heavens.

  It was also at this time, Ying Zijin suddenly spoke again: “I’m still thinking about the great future.”

   “Huh?” Jun Muqian looked on, “What future?”

  ”In the future, a great war will erupt in the prehistoric era.” Ying Zijin’s voice slowly, “It is not a calamity descended by the heavens, nor is it a battle in the universe.”

   Jun Muqian’s eyes deepened: “I know, it should be related to that weird black mist.”

“In this war, I saw 964,557 possibilities.” Ying Zijin looked at her. “But you know, in so many possibilities, how many times are the results, did we win?” “

  Jun Mu’s lighter eyes darker: “How many times?”

The base number of    is already too big than she expected.

  Ying Ziying slowly raised her hand, and slowly raised a finger, but the next second, she retracted it again and made a fist.

zero!

  Jun Muqian’s heart sank suddenly, his throat moved, and his voice said with difficulty: “With so many possibilities, we haven’t won even once?”

  Nine hundred sixty-four hundred and fifty-seven kinds!

  The demise of the great famine is indeed an unchangeable fixed number?

   “Yes, as of the result I foresee so far, we–” Ying Zijin sighed, “I didn’t win once.”

  Jun Muqian’s heart sinks fiercely, and his mood is extremely complicated.

  If it is an established result at all, does it prove that no matter how hard she tries, she can’t save the famine?

  Since this is the case, what else is she trying to do?

   “Wait!” Jun Muqian seemed to have thought of something, “You mean the present?”

  ”Yes, it is the future calculated from the known past.” Ying Ziyan nodded, “Maybe tomorrow, because of some uncertain variables, there will be new results.”

“It’s okay, that’s good.” Jun Muqian’s eyebrows stretched out, and he swept back and forth. In a flash, he looked vigorous again. “Since we have not reached the final moment, we can’t conclude that we will lose, as long as there is a chance to win. , Even if it’s only once, I won’t give up.”

“That’s it…” Ying Zijian raised his hand and pointed to his temple, in a lazy and leisurely tone, “So I have watched too much in the future, and my head is still a little dizzy. Do you have to compensate me? “

   “Compensation?” Jun Muqian glanced at her, “What compensation do you want?”

  Ying Ziyan tilted her head, her phoenix eyes provoked, “I think you should not treat me badly.”

   “Then I think about it…” Jun Muqian began to think hard, and suddenly, she gave a high-five, “I thought about it!”

“what?”

   Jun Muqian’s tone is rare and excited: “You know, I have a super cute, super beautiful, and super sensible son.”

   Ying Ziying’s eyes moved slightly: “Well, your son has an extraordinary future. He is also someone I can’t figure out. You have to watch it carefully.”

“That’s necessary, my son, eh, don’t interrupt me, I just think about it, you don’t need anything, it’s useless for me to compensate you, it’s better to compensate the next generation.” Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows. “If you give birth to a daughter, we will arrange a baby kiss. If you give birth to a son, let our child worship. What do you think?”

  嬴子衿: “It’s not very good, it’s quite earthy, so I don’t write it like that in my notebook.”

  Jun Muqian: “…”

“I’m serious.” Jun Mu’s shallow forehead jumped, “You see how cost-effective it is. If you give birth to a daughter, you will have a husband and a son, and you will have an eldest brother. My son can cover your children. .”

  嬴子衿 looked motionless: “You just sold your son like this? Does your son agree?”

“Of course not, it must be approved by him.” Jun Muqian said solemnly, “Moreover, I am choosing a wife for a little beauty. He has a high vision since he was a child. Even if he is ugly, I can’t stand it. Naturally, I can’t stand it either. , I’m afraid that there will be a lot of girls next to him when he arrives, but I can’t find someone close to my eyes.”

“But you are different. You are good, and you can’t be ugly. So your child will definitely inherit your strengths perfectly. The fat and water will not flow into the field of outsiders. If they don’t see each other, then don’t say anything. , We still have to respect the child’s choice.”

   “But there is an anaphora, is it not bad?”

“Hmm–” Ying Ziyan closed her eyes, her fingers moved quickly, and she could barely capture the afterimage. A few seconds later, she opened her eyes, “Jun Muqian, don’t think about you, I Forget it, the probability that I will get married is also zero.”

   “You look for someone else for your son, but it’s best to find someone who is not too lucky, otherwise it won’t be worthy of it.”

  Jun Muqian: “…”

  She is extremely incredible: “Are you teasing me?”

  Can this be counted as his uncle?

   “No.” Ying Zijin said indifferently, “By the way, I have no heart, and it is impossible to love someone.”

   “Fine, then I will help you find a heart to compensate you.” Jun Muqian gave up, “Hey, how come you are such a strange person, where did you come from?”

  嬴子衿 did not answer this time.

  And after three full hours–

  嬴子衿 suddenly stopped, and for a while, he said, “Here.”

  Jun Muqian also stopped, she looked up, her eyes were certain.

The bottom of the   Wangchuan River is also intertwined with black and blood yellow. You can’t see anything at first, but here it becomes transparent, and you can clearly see everything in front of you.

In front of    stood an extremely huge bronze gate. At first glance, you could not see the top. You could only feel the coercion of the ancient Aosen from it, and it carried the powerful aura of the ancient innate demon gods.

  There are also two knockers on this bronze gate, which are in the shape of skulls and look terrifying.

  Jun Muqian squinted his eyes, his eyes moved up slowly, and he saw the pattern of dragons and phoenixes engraved on the bronze giant gate.

  That is three words.

  (End of this chapter)