Chapter 393: Holy Lord

Zhu Zhu and Lin Zhenjin could not imagine what was happening on the tower, but at this moment they had no way of intervening, they could only watch it openly, praying that Yin Zizhang should not be in trouble.
One by one, thunder and lightning were successively chopped towards the top of the tower, and the sound became stronger and stronger, as if to split the entire Wushen Tower into two halves, even the monk Yuan Ying and other monks were frightened. Why is the power of thunder this time extremely terrible?
The thunderclouds in the sky finally dispersed, the thunderous thunder echoed in everyone's ears, and the sky had returned to its former bright and sunny appearance.
Wu Xiaoshou hesitated, "Why is it like a ninefold thunder? Am I wrong?"
才 Zheng Caishen coughed, and Rare and honored to answer the question of the juniors: "You haven't heard it wrong, it is really Jiuzhong."
They also do n’t understand why Yin Zizhang ’s babies ’sacrifice will be a thunderous thunder, which is clearly a monk ’s encounter.
But if Yin Zizhang was promoted to Mahayana directly above, it would be too exaggerated. This is absolutely impossible.
No one knows the reason, no one even knows whether Yin Zizhang is alive or dead now.
Everyone stared nervously at the top of Wushen Pagoda. If Yin Zizhang succeeded in initiating a baby, there should be a baby phenomenon.
In the Wushen Pagoda, Yin Zizhang gathered the scattered souls again, looking up to the top of the tower.
The old man in white appeared abruptly in front of his eyes and asked, "Want to see your own baby-bearing horoscope?"
Yin Zizhang blinked and said, "Is the thunderstorm complete?" He had no intention to count how many thunderstorms he experienced. Although the process was extremely painful, every time he reunited the spirits, he felt that the strength of the cultivation and the spirits was extremely obvious. Progress, so I can't wait to come back a few times.
"Boy, how many more thunderstorms do you want? Nine heavy thunderstorms can only be enjoyed during the advanced Mahayana period. How many more are you trying to ascend directly?" The old man stared. Whenever someone mentions crossing the robbery, they have to wait for it even if they are not frightened. This kid is good, but too few!
Yin Zizhang didn't say a word. It would be simple if he could soar after a few more thunderstorms. Is he still a Yuanying monk after nine thunderstorms?
看看 "Look at your baby-bearing celestial phenomenon. There is only one such opportunity in this life." The old man also looked up into the sky.
This sky is already covered with colorful glow, and a glowing crystal-like dragon has been transformed into the glow. The dragon's body reveals a faint silver light, and the gorgeous glow is extraordinary and majestic.
The dragon danced and fluttered through the clouds, and there were countless ice floes floating in the air everywhere it went.
The sky elephant continued for a full day before gradually dissipating. Zhu Zhu touched the pig in his arms and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, you are more lovely than it!"
Piggy said, "Huh, uh, uh, uh," and he reconciled a few times in her arms.
Lin Linzhen looked at the dragon in the air, and smiled a little silly. At this moment, he is not a Yuanying Daojun. He is just an ordinary father who sees his son's great achievements.
Just after the celestial celestial tentacles passed, a white light suddenly appeared on the Valkyrie Tower, and the light soared into the sky, shining the night sky like daylight. Among the strong light, a white-haired and white-haired old man sitting cross-legged was the soul of the Valkyrie Tower.
Lin Shigong waited for the three Mahayana monks who knew the situation to look at this scene, wondering what would happen in the next moment. None of them had ever seen what the Wushen Tower was to recognize the Lord.
The white light that soared into the sky seemed to penetrate the world, sending out an inexplicable thought, in the light the figure of the old man in white became more and more clear, and it was more solid than the last time when the battle appeared. It seems that it is no longer a ghost, but a real person.
Seeing this, Lin Shigong and others also understood that this is not the weakness of the instrument soul, which is about to fall into a coma, but that the instrument soul uses the new master as a medium to communicate the cohesive ideas of the heavens and the earth to stimulate and repair itself.
老人 The old man slowly spoke in midair, saying word by word, "The seventh-generation lord of Wushen Tower, Yin Zizhang!"
The voice of the grandmother was so solemn and solemn, such as Lun Yin Buddhism, sounded a hundred miles.
The monks who were attracted by the various visions of Wushen Pagoda both inside and outside of Chongwu City were shocked. They did not expect that they would bump into Wushen Pagoda and recognize the Lord.
武神 塔 Since the previous generation of masters ascended to the immortal realm and became an ownerless thing, countless outstanding monks from the Wu Kingdom and even the entire Jinqin continent have tried to ascend to the ninth floor to obtain the approval of the instrument soul and become the new master of the Wushen Tower.
It is a pity that for thousands of years, no one has ever succeeded. Nearly two months ago, the lady of the Dan tribe successfully ascended the ninth floor of the Valkyrie Tower. Yesterday, the baby was finally born successfully. Today, the Valkyrie Tower recognizes the Lord?
Yin Zizhang's reputation has been heard by many people in Chongwu City, but absolutely no one can think that this monk Jiedan, who is only twenty years old, will become the new owner of the Valkyrie Tower. You must know that the elders of the three major gates have not been able to board. The ninth floor of the Wushen Pagoda, let alone let the arrogant messy instrument soul recognize the Lord.
How did Yun Zizhang do it?
Lin Shigong, Yao Qianshu, and Zheng Caishen, who knew the cause and effect, were already excited to stand still.
After a long while, Lin Shigong exhaled heavily and finally and finally saved the Valkyrie Tower, but ...
"Should be Lin Zizhang!" Lin Shigong stared at Lin Zhenjin, who was full of tears and eyes in a depressed and annoyed glance, and it was this unsuccessful offspring that made Lin Tianjiao obey his mother's surname.
Zhe Linzhen would not think of such sidelines at all. Even if he did, he would only rejoice even more. If he wanted to love his wife, I would like to be proud of this outstanding son.
Yao Qianshu and Zheng Caishen listened to Lin Shigong's words and laughed. Yao Qianshu smiled indifferently: "Lin Ye, Yin Yin, after all, the Wushen Pagoda soul has confessed the Lord. It can last for at least three or five thousand years. We can also go back to retreat in peace. Now. "
才 Zheng Caishen nodded and said, "This Yin Zizhang is good, it really is good." On the surface, Yin Zizhang is praised. In fact, the focus is on the word "Yin".
Yi Lin Shigong brushed his sleeves and recovered into the indifferent and majestic power monk of the past, too lazy to take care of the two.
Zhu Zhu once thought that before Yin Zizhang's real rebirth, she had to be strong and couldn't cry again, but in this situation, she couldn't help shed tears of joy.
Her A Zhang really did it! He really is the best! She also has to work hard.
Ji Yinzizhang is now a Yuan Dynasty practice. She wants to rebuild the best body for him. As for the reincarnation Dan ... Zhu Zhu looked down at the pig in her arms and suddenly hesitated.
I was sure that Yin Zizhang was okay. For a long time, he would continue to practice on the Wushen Pagoda. Zhu Zhu also settled down and formally bid farewell to Lin Zhenjin and others. He changed his appearance and went to the cave of Fengshan Demon Fox alone.