Resurrection of Shinto

Ying Huazhou, Zhoucheng!

The breeze blows, and the weeds undulate.

The morning sun rises from the east, exuding thousands of rays of light.

There was a crunching sound from the tall gate of the state city, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened. A team of soldiers walked out of the city and began to stand on both sides of the gate, maintaining order outside the gate.

Some people who had been waiting for a long time walked toward the city in an orderly manner.

A deity standing high above the top, with a solemn expression, a pair of divine eyes, staring at the people who are constantly entering the city gate, the divine eyes are glowing, and the features of each of the people are all Seen by it in the eyes.

At this time, a small official in official attire stood aside, and the deity's lips squirmed slightly and confided; "There were 78 people who entered the city when the gate was opened, of which 63 were locals and 15 were outsiders."

"These 15 people need to record their characteristics, to find records, whether they have been filed."

The small official looked at the crowds at the gate, and said: "No!"

With a wave of his hand, the little official nodded, and quickly left with the book in his hand. His eyes were piercing, and the light of his eyes was constantly scanning. Everything in the Quartet was reflected in his eyes, a vivid picture, and the sound of the Quartet. , And also continue to pass into the ear.

His eyes kept patrolling the Quartet, and he began to perform his own priesthood, monitoring the state and city.

Soon, the little official had returned and said in a deep voice: "My lord!"

"There are ten recorded among the fifteen people, and five have no record. It seems that they have never been to Yinghuazhou."

Riyou Shen stretched out his hand to take the paper and looked at the five people who had not been recorded accurately. His eyes appeared solemn and his tone was flat. “Three of the five people have local accents, and the remaining two have foreign accents.”

One day passed slowly.

The sky was red in the west, the world was dim, and the blurred night began to envelope the earth. A **** in a black robe had walked slowly, and the **** of the sun, seeing the **** of the night, came to alternate duties, nodded slightly, and said in a flat tone: "I will leave it to you. Up."

"My lord, don't worry!"

Riyoushen stretched out his hand, and the books recorded on the side floated up and fell into the hands of Riyoushen. Holding a volume of books, Riyoushen disappeared within a few steps.

Looking at a temple in front, independent of a street, it occupies a majestic and majestic area, with attic courtyards, everything.

The God of Riyou walked slowly into the temple, and one step was taken, and the next step was to come to a realm of Gods. The attic of God’s realm was quite magnificent. One of the halls wrote: You God!

The gods of Sun Yugou looked at the gods who kept coming out on the side. They were in black robes, looked solemn and held tokens, all of them were gods of the night.

In the past, he was also one of them, but now he has been promoted to the **** of the day traveler since the night travel god, as long as he goes further, he can gain the rank and become a real god.

Today, unlike in the past, Master Chen directly became the Ninth-Rank Deity in one step, which is amazing, but it is a pity that such good things are rare.

When I came to the main hall, I looked at a civil official. After sitting on the table, a book was placed on the table. At this time, I was working on it. The **** of the sun knew that this was a masterpiece of other gods. There is more than one day travel god.

After putting down the things, the day tour **** slowly withdrew, the civil officer picked up the books, began to compile, finally tidied up, stood up, and walked into a side hall in the back. Chen Qingsong watched the civil servant put down the documents, picked up the documents and began to check them. .

Landlords cannot confirm their identity.

After looking at it for a while, Chen Qingsong stood up and walked out of the side hall with the paper in his hand. He looked at a divine light from the top and fell down. Chen Qingsong stepped on the divine light. Chen Qingsong successfully came to a wide area. In the square, the jade floor is paved, the river is turbulent, and a chilong is lying listlessly on the stream.

Chen Qingsong has successfully moved from his own realm to the realm of the gods.

There was a large hall in front of him, and Chen Qingsong came straight to the side of the main hall. At this time, the main hall door opened, and a volume of books composed of spars was suspended in mid-air.

The book is crystal clear, pure like colored glaze, and there is a one-eyed on the cover, which is constantly blinking, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. It is a divine treasure, a book of life and death.

This book of life and death has reached the level of immortal implements, and Chen Qingsong feels depressed and uncomfortable just by being still and a breath that diffuses out.

Chen Qingsong's eyes were dignified, this book of life and death has broken through the boundaries of the quasi-immortal artifact after being refined by the gods not long ago, and successfully became a fairy artifact with infinite power.

I couldn’t help but look at the sky. In the sky surrounded by white clouds, a huge corpse is slowly changing its appearance. The good fortune obtained by the gods from the nether realm, and this thing, to build an ark, is puzzled. meaning.

Chen Qingsong raised both hands of the document, and a ray of light emerged from the book of life and death. The light flashed, and the document was shattered in an instant.

The book of life and death slowly turned, and a page appeared before his eyes, and lines of words began to appear constantly.

According to his accent and appearance, there are some other characteristics, the life and death book automatically starts to match, and it is quickly retrieved, and it is difficult for outsiders to judge, but all the people in Yinghuazhou cannot escape the tracing of the life and death book.

Soon people who were unfamiliar with their identities began to appear in the book of life and death one by one.

Li Da, thirty-nine, from Yingjun.

Fang Er, twenty-nine, from Changshui County.

Wang Jun, thirty-one, Yingjun.

Chen Qingsong's eyes stayed, looking at the Wang Jun, the details of the message displayed appeared.

Yingjun Wang's family, the family had children.

One year in Taiping, in April, Wang Juncheng went south to join the army, beheaded in July, and was promoted to the team leader.

In the second year of Taiping ~www.wuxiaspot.com~August, because of the first to enter the river mouth, the meritorious prosperous and long.

Chen Qingsong showed a sneer, looked over Wang Jun, looked down at the next person, and watched Wang Juncheng appear.

Ying Junwang family, second son.

These words appeared, Chen Qingsong's loose sleeves waved, the light of life and death book slowly dissipated, and the words gradually began to collapse, disappearing without a trace.

The Book of Life and Death fell silent and hovered in mid-air. Chen Qingsong glanced at the Book of Life and Death, and then walked towards the distant heavenly palace.

Wang Jun became Liu Tong's general. In the first battle at Jiangkou, he was famous in the south. He went down to Jiangkou in the first battle, and then at Changhu. He attacked the city all the way to the Jingling city, which was stopped here.

In just a few battles, his reputation spread all over the world, and Chen Qingsong naturally knew.

Wang Juncheng is back, he must have no good intentions, this intelligence has inherited the order of Wuqu, and should not be underestimated.

Compared with Wang Juncheng, the battle on the battlefield has become a climate, and Chen Hongli is so much worse that Chen Qingsong does not pay attention.