Chapter 2255: Eight records

Luo Zheng’s eyebrows were lightly raised, and his face was somewhat confused. He asked the opening:
Do you know three thousand gods?

Fucai is still laughing at Luo Zheng, even pursuing a stupid move.
Now telling himself, can he pick a Shinto at will?
In other words, Fuxi also cultivated three thousand Shintos?
It is said that the three thousand Shinto is created by Chiyou, and Fuxi actually understands?
When I heard Luo Zheng’s remarks, Fuxi’s face was a trace of sorrow.
I don’t understand the Three Thousands of Gods, but I also mastered it. After I started the first river, I also tried to melt the road...

The Great World cultivation method was created by the son-in-law, so there was a saying that the son-in-law made a man.
The Three Thousand Shintos were created by Chiyou, and before that, everyone just cultivated some kind of energy to the extreme, so as to open up the inner world, there is no general induction.
At that time, Chiyou sought to integrate all the energy in the mother world in order to pursue a unified system.
At that time, there was no sort of energy for various kinds of miscellaneous energy. It took a lot of time to spend a lot of time. With his super talent, he finally collected all the ones, which is a list of three thousand. Three thousand Shinto.
Also because of the division of the three thousand Shinto, it caused a craze.
The group of characters born out of Taikoo, more or less are pursuing the truth of the magical powers, naturally willing to try to "melt."
I can finally find that this road is not going to work...
Don't look at Fuxi's ridicule of "melting" now, from his current desire for truth and magic, he was very fanatical!
The three thousand gods listed by Chi You, he mastered a total of 2,630, and according to his induction, there are almost three hundred Shintos in Chiyou’s 3,000 Shinto, such as the water and the mysterious ice. It’s just that the performance of energy is different, actually taken from the same energy...
He worked hard to master these things, and ultimately he found nothing. He failed to unify these energies and was naturally disappointed.
When he turned around, he turned around and laughed at all the people who wanted to get along. Afterwards, even Chiyou admitted that it would be impossible to combine the three thousand Shintos and turn the energy into a unified one.
Therefore, seeing Luo Zheng’s silly accommodating hundreds of kinds of Shinto, naturally he has to ridicule a few words.
Luo Zheng naturally did not know the thoughts of Fu Xi’s heart. After he thought about it, he immediately said: "I choose lyricism."
Luo Zheng has been using Lingwu to wash his mind, but his groping in the Shinto has been stalled. Now he wants to return to the domain of the gods. Naturally, he needs to improve his cultivation and choose a Shinto breakthrough.
"Yes," Fuxi nodded.
Only after he discovered that he had discovered that the main deity of Luo Zheng was a lyrical Shinto, so he was not surprised by the choice of Luo Zheng.
Immediately under the slap of Fuxi, a gray-white drawing fluttered out and floated on the top of his head with Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng looked up and saw that there was a huge gossip in the drawings, and there were countless gray and white flows in the gossip. Under the rotation of the gossip, a mysterious breath was emitted...
"What is this?" Luo Zhengqi said.
"This is a gossip record," Fuxi's face showed a pleasing color.
Everyone knows that Fuxi has the ancient eight treasures, namely the Longhe map, the turtle Luoshu, the green grass, the Phoenix piano, the refining enchanting, the Eight Diagrams, the Tiandi Ge, the longevity book! Each of these eight treasures is taken out alone, which is enough to attract the innumerable strong, even crazy.
"What is the use?" Luo Zheng asked again.
"You will know it right away," said the slap in the face, and the gossip turned quickly and covered the head.
When Luo Zheng was shrouded by the gossip, his body suddenly shocked, and his eyes were full of sluggish colors. Luo Zheng’s soul had already cut off all perceptions from the outside world and completely fell into a black and white world.
Fuxi stared at Luo Zheng, who was a cockroach, and smiled a little. "Take a gossip to help you break through, it is cheaper for your kid!"
When the voice fell, his eyes showed a trace of faintness. The whole person immediately fell into a lyrical state. The index finger and the were close together, and they were lightly moved toward the Eight Diagrams. 67.356
"call out!"
This sword gas was shot into the Eight Diagrams.
After doing this, he stepped back and leaned on the tombstone.
The reason why Fuxi sells this feeling is not because of Luo Zheng himself.
Since Luo Zheng was lucky to be "empty" and chose to be an agent, there will be a big deal in the future...
Fuxi can't see the picture of the future, but can also make some predictions.
He vowed to be the ultimate lord, for which he paid a huge price, and this kid might help him in the future.
In the gray world, Luo Zheng quietly floated in it.
When he was included in the world, he felt his thoughts slow.
The gossip on the top of the head slowly turned, Luo Zheng has a feeling of wanting to sleep.
But in this slow thought, he felt a quiet, and under this silence, he felt that he had become very clear when he thought about it.
"This feeling is really mysterious..."
"Cultivating in this state, the entry must not be slow."
"This magic weapon of Fuxi is not bad..."
Luo Zheng did not know the origins of the Eight Diagrams, but he looked at Fu Xi’s appearance. He also knew that this Eight Diagrams was a treasure that was not a small one.
Just in this state of tranquility, among the huge gossip on the top of the head, suddenly there was a sword smashing out!
Seeing that sword, the gaze of Luo Zheng is also a slight flash.
"A good and pure sword! The lyrical Shinto contained in it is so pure, I can't see it..."
Although Luo Zheng has a deep knowledge of the lyricism, he can not reach the level of great perfection.
What is the mystery of the lyrical sacredness that Fuxi has in his sword? Luo Zheng naturally can not see through.
This sword is like Luo Zheng's thoughts, moving very slowly.
When this sword gas collides with the gossip, it is transformed into two, and under the collision, it is changed from two to four. This sword is constantly splitting...
"Every collision, the lyrical Shinto in the sword is weaker..." Luo Zheng's eyes reveal the light.
Four...
Eight...
Sixteen...
When the sword broke into a hundred and twenty-eight swords, Luo Zheng’s eyebrows suddenly rose.
"The sword is without me?"
At this time, Luo Zheng can finally understand the lyrical Shinto contained in this sword, because under the constant division, the sword has weakened to the point where he can understand.
Just as Luo Zheng had just seen it, one hundred and twenty-eight swords of spirits began to merge again...