(815 Looking up at the sky, looking at the back, looking down on all beings, will be taken)

On the twenty-eighth day of the first month of the fortieth year of Kun Yuan, Emperor Kun Yuan himself was under the palace underground, in the secret room that did not know day and night, gently rubbing the piece of Hunyuan Shiyu in his hand.

He doesn't have a penchant for playing with strange stones. Instead, as the owner of this piece of Hunyuan Origin Jade, it has a special effect to manifest it and hold it in his hand.

If he does not call it out after this thing recognizes it as Lord, then it will be attributed to "nothing", and no one will be able to perceive its existence.

Once he summons it out and holds it in his hand, he will have a very magical feeling.

He would feel as if his consciousness was in the middle of an open space, and what he saw in front of him were countless stars representing countless beings.

The stars are different in light and dark, and there are no static stars. Every star is in motion.

The trajectory of most stars is very simple, that is, they orbit around another star.

When there are too many stars around a star, a brilliant galaxy will be formed, which will take the form of a swastika-shaped vortex in the sky, and that is the galaxy.

The large stars in the center of this swastika galaxy are mostly black, lightless, and not visible to the eye. This is the characteristic of the owner of the first jade of the Hunyuan.

He could feel himself as one of the black stars. He pulled the hearts of the people of Dongsheng Shenzhou and formed a huge and brilliant galaxy.

Is there a galaxy, and how many fragments of the first jade of the Hun Yuan are there?

He couldn't see that. For he could only see his galaxy and the immediate range illuminated by the light of the galaxy.

Outside of this range, he could only see the vast starry sky, and if he tried to parse the layers and structures, he would have an uncontrollable dizziness welling up above his head.

The galaxy he owned was once much brighter than it is now.

Historically, the patriarchs of the dust tribes have rushed to pursue the division of the Houtu Dynasty. Therefore, although the hearts of the people of the dust people have formed many large and small star clusters, they basically still orbit around his large galaxy.

But after the birth of the Cold Dust Witch, she has unified many tribes of the Dust Clan. Now the Dust Clan has faintly formed the prototype of another spiral galaxy alongside him.

If the centrifugation of such barbarians in Northern Xinjiang was expected, then the Yun King of Jinyu and Jinyu Prefectures was completely unexpected.

He didn't expect that his several attempts to get rid of Haozheng, the "waste" son, would instead prompt his rise.

More and more people's hearts have been condensed in the two states, and another spiral galaxy has also been formed. Sadly, the galaxy is still attracting the stars from his home system.

As these two states get richer and richer, they naturally attract more and more people, and this is an unstoppable trend. Therefore, the Cloud King is actually more hateful than the Cold Dust Witch.

Emperor Kun Yuan could only see these stars, and could not correspond to the people in the present world. He could see the general direction of people's hearts, but it would be impossible for him to point out which star represented whom. He could only guess.

He was sure that at the center of the rudiments of the two separate spiral galaxies closest to him, one was the Cold Dust Witch, and the other was Haozheng, the Cloud King. These two men are his worst enemies at the moment.

Fortunately, under his careful arrangement, these two powerful enemies are stumbling on the ice fields of the Northern Underworld, on the ruins of the Snow Country. When two great powers fight, one will die. He'll take the rest of the way himself.

But at this time, there was another accident. That is, the originally scattered hearts of the Wind Clan people have inexplicably begun to condense.

The WindFolk worship the Windlord, who is still nominally his own domain. Therefore, although the hearts of the Wind Clan people formed an independent star cluster, they still revolved around the galaxy of the Houtu Dynasty.

After the death of the Wind King, the cluster immediately fell apart and became a mess. Emperor Kun Yuan thought they would wait for him to clean up. Unexpectedly, in the past few days, these scattered stars have faintly condensed into a star cluster.

In the center was a star he had never noticed. And it can be seen that this star actually has a lot of ties with the Cloud King, and it is faintly revolving around the Cloud King's galaxy.

In case King Yun defeats the Cold Dust Witch and swallows the wind and dust in the north and embraces the gold and jade in the south, it will be even more of a headache to deal with. What's worse is that he hasn't spoken the truth yet, and if he wants to deal with King Yun, it will cause the world to centrifuge.

It was not unconditional for him to own this piece of Hunyuan Primal Jade. Once the hearts of the people continue to be separated, they may be taken back by the family. At that time, he not only lost the right to create the world, but even his position in the Hao family could not be guaranteed.

He already knew in his heart who this person who condensed the Wind Clan's people was. For in front of him was a book from which the seal of the King of the Cloud was written:

"The monk of Biyunguan has defeated the dust army at the foot of Dongdu Mountain. The head of the enemy is handsome, and he has won his handsome charm, and more than 50,000 enemies have surrendered. This battle is a great earthquake and all the departments are in danger, and the contribution is very great, please be named a guerrilla general!"

"Hook up?"

He had never heard of this man. The people of the Jade Palace, he only knew the palace master Lian Ling, and the elder of the torture hall, Ghost Xuanyin. In recent years, a few golden pills have suddenly appeared in the Jade Palace, forcing him to give a plaque, but he didn't care much.

The world is full of inspiration, there are a lot more Jindan monks, and there are more and more strong generals under him, and he doesn't pay attention to other sects outside the five major sects.

Although the book is the seal of King Yun, King Yun is fighting to the death with the Witch of Cold Dust, so he has no time to take care of this matter, it should be the work of his staff who is sitting in the wind capital.

The merit of single-handedly defeating 50,000 dust soldiers is indeed more than enough to ask for a righteous guerrilla general. If he refuses, he will only lose the hearts of the people, and it will not do him any good.

It is not a big deal for a Jindan monk to gain the faith and worship of thousands or tens of thousands of people. It had only been a few days since he was in northern Xinjiang, and millions of people believed in him? He had to take measures anyway.

He glanced up at the sound wall not far ahead. The appointed time had arrived, and the originally dim jade wall suddenly became brighter at this time.

The prince Haotong appeared in the jade wall, and after bowing down, he reported to him all the progress in the northern frontier.

Everything was in his plan, and the Cloud King had arrived at the ruins of the Snow Capital. What he has to do is to seal the entire Snow Capital Ruins, which the Cold Dust Witch can't endure if she wants to, so the two sides must devote all their strength there to fight to the death.

On the back road of King Yun, the seeds of plague have been planted by Haotong. The plague is spreading. This highness has no way back. He can't come back.

This was in line with Emperor Kun Yuan's expectations. The Cold Dust Witch and the Cloud King are fighting, and he hopes that it is the Cold Dust Witch who survives. As long as King Yun died, the two states of Jin and Yu would naturally return to his rule.

But Haozheng can only do that. He had already returned to the Wind Capital area by the south, and it was impossible for him to stay directly on the Snow Country Ruins to help the Dust Clan. If you do it too obviously, it will be harmful and useless to be caught by others.

"What do you think of this hook? Now the Jade Palace is full of people from the Cloud King. ”

After Haotong finished saying everything, Emperor Kun Yuan deliberately pointed out the matter.

In fact, Haotong also has some speculation about the identity of "Gouzhu". But when everything was unclear, he didn't want to say too much, but replied confidently:

"Father, rest assured. Since the sons and daughters are here, sooner or later, the hearts of the people in the north will return to the hands of their fathers. ”

Emperor Kun Yuan snorted coldly and said:

"At a young age, the Purple Mansion is complete, and I am afraid that I will come to seize the best Heavenly Attraction Stone when I participate in the Leisurely Meeting? It is better for this kind of person to die early. ”

"King Yun can't come back. What's the use of his heart towards King Yun?" Hao Tong hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously, "Father, what if he is willing to serve me?"

Haotong was undoubtedly loyal to him. If the Wind Clan people believe in Gou Zhu, and Gou Zhu is loyal to Haotong, it is equivalent to the return of the Feng Clan's hearts to his main galaxy. The Hunyuan First Jade in his hand could also light up a large piece again.

This is an irresistible temptation for Emperor Kun Yuan, who is under increasing pressure.

"Then give him a chance. ”

Emperor Kun Yuan took the piece of jade slip that the Cloud King used to carry the book, and injected a wisp of divine thought into it, which also meant that it was ready to play.

"But only once. If he can't be loyal to you, I won't watch him leave the North alive. ”

Haotong kowtowed and thanked him. Of course, his gratitude was not for himself, but for the sake of seduction, thanking the emperor for his temporary grace of not killing. Otherwise, if you don't have to do it with him, it is estimated that this guy will not live for ten days.

Then the light on the jade wall flashed, and the secret room dimmed again, and became dark. Only the Hunyuan Shiyu in Emperor Kun Yuan's clenched hand was still shining.