Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

"Erlang is a saint and a true monarch. "

"Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch. "

"Akagi Akie Sage-kun. "

Three consecutive rings sounded in his ears, it was a female voice, very familiar.

Tsukihime?

Mo Yu recognized the owner of the voice at the first time, and was a little curious.

Why is this woman talking about herself when she is fine?

His silent gaze condensed slightly, the world in front of him suddenly changed, the invisible spatial barrier was broken, and the situation of Tsukihime appeared in front of him.

At this time, she was in a dark cave, unable to see the outside world clearly, extremely dark, for some reason, there was no fire.

Zhou Xiao was not by her side.

However, in this dark environment, her silver hair was still conspicuous, exuding a hazy moon-like light.

After reading his name, Yue Ji quickly said: "Yang Daoyou, the Purple Source Wind Thunder Pill has been refined, this pill is special, if you don't take it within three days, it will lose its effect, please come and get it quickly." We are now in the Huangquan Mountains of Yunzhou, because you can find it. "

"Master, they're coming this way!" Just as Yueji was speaking, Zhou Xiao's voice came, and from the direction of the cave entrance, a figure walked quickly.

The picture in front of Mo Yu's eyes disappeared suddenly, and the scene in Heyang City returned to his eyes.

Everything happened very quickly, only a few breaths before and after, and in the eyes of outsiders, it was just Mo Yu slightly stunned.

The city lord of Heyang took the opportunity and said with a smile: "Senior Lu, you have worked hard to subdue the Demon Monarch, even if you don't want to participate in the celebration banquet, you don't have to leave in a hurry, the junior has prepared a good room for you, and it's not too late to rest for a few days before leaving." "

But he left Mo Yu behind, and then slowly applied the idea of getting closer.

Mo Yu naturally knew his plans, if nothing happened, he might really stay a few days to see the customs here.

But now Yueji suddenly recited his name, although it was nominally about the Purple Source Wind Lei Dan, but with Mo Yu's understanding of him, this guy was asking for help.

Tsukihime was the first friend he met after coming to this world, and although he had a big problem with people, he didn't intend to ignore it.

Therefore, he smiled at the city lord of Heyang: "The city lord has good intentions and poor Dao has received it, but the poison bead of the plague monarch is very important, and even if the poor Dao is sealed, it is still dangerous to return to the myth and strengthen the seal as soon as possible to rest assured." "

When the city lord of Heyang heard this, his face changed sharply.

He had seen the strength of the plague monarch just now, and the disease that spread was even more unpreventable, if it wasn't for the proper handling of them a few days ago, I am afraid that the entire city would have become a desperate domain.

Even so, if Mo Yu hadn't arrived in time, they would have been poisoned by the plague sooner or later.

The thought of the 120,000 plagues sealed in that bead made him unable to say what he had kept.

If it broke out in the city, he really couldn't bear the consequences.

He sighed and said, "That being the case, millions of people in the city in the younger generations have thanked Senior Lu. "

He rolled his eyes slightly, and then said: "It's just a senior, now the world is difficult, if we encounter similar things again, there is no way to ask for help, what should we do?"

Mo Yu said with a smile: "Isn't this place under the management of the Three Rivers Sect?" "

The city lord of Heyang said with a slightly gloomy face: "Sanhe Sect, they closed the mountain as soon as the epidemic broke out this time, he abandoned me like a mustard, and we regarded him as a shoe." "

Mo Yu heard the words and groaned slightly: "That is the case, reciting the name of the myth, and seeing the light in the darkness." Remember the name of Emperor Xuantian of Donghua, recite it immediately, and immediately feel it. "

The city lord's eyes lit up, and he silently recited this honorific name, only to feel that it contained supreme majesty.

He was happy in his heart, and it was rumored that in ancient times, there were gods who spread their faith, and they were protected by reciting the names of gods.

I didn't expect him to hear the true name of God today.

Immediately thanked him: "Thank you seniors Lu, the younger generations will send every household to publicize the name of the god tomorrow and build a temple for Emperor Donghua in the city." "

Mo Yu waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you have a heart, you can recite the name of Emperor Donghua every day, and when the end comes, you can also get shelter." "

Heyang City Lord Lian Lian Gong claimed to be.

It's just that I can't understand the end of the world and the like, and it's just a myth.

Mo Yu didn't break it, and when the darkness came, they would naturally be clear.

He turned around and a white cloud rose under his feet, waved his hand at Mu Zixin and said, "Miss Mu, meet again if you have a fate." "

The white clouds were leisurely, holding him into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the sky thousands of feet high, and disappeared into the clouds.

Mu Zixin saluted in the direction he left, and waited for Mo Yu's figure to disappear before sighing faintly: "Senior Lu is really a person among the immortals, I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again in the future." "

The city lord of Heyang nodded in agreement, and then said to Mu Zixin: "Miss Mu, the old man is also going to deal with the affairs in the city, and he has to choose the address to build a temple for Emperor Donghua, so he will leave first." "

Mu Zixin also saluted him and sent him away.

And in the sky, Mo Yu drove the clouds all the way to the south, his eyes were slightly closed, thinking about the location of Yueji in his heart, and everything in front of him changed.

His perspective seemed to reside in the Nine Heavens, and the world around him became illusory, and under this perception, there were many points of light flickering around him.

Some of them are near and some are far, and he can know the meaning of these points of light with a single thought.

There were about hundreds of points of light that were closest to it, the light was dim, and they were gathered in one place, and Mo Yu knew that it was the Zhaojia Village that he had saved before.

He left the name of Emperor Donghua here, and the elders of the village once said that they would help him build an ancestral hall and worship every day.

Now it seems that it has not been repaired yet. But some of the people in the village had already developed faith in him, and they were counted as the first believers.

Mo Yu was full of emotion in his heart, with believers, he can be regarded as a real god, but unfortunately there are too few people in Zhaojia Village, and they are all mortals, even if they all believe in him, it is difficult to produce too much incense power.

On the contrary, Heyang City has a large population, and if a temple is built, I am afraid that it will immediately harvest millions of believers, and the power of this incense should not be underestimated, and it will also help him.

Then he turned his gaze further away, where there were two points of light, one large and one small, representing Tianjizi and Linglong.

Both had recited his honorific name.

There are still two points of light in the farthest distance, the brightest in comparison, undoubtedly Yueji and Zhou Xiao.

From this perspective, he could clearly grasp where the two of them were now, and know which direction to go to find them.

Mo Yu determined the approximate location of the two, his eyes turned slightly, and everything recovered.

He chuckled, "This is the daily perspective of the gods, it's boring enough." "

He opened his character interface again, and Lu Dongbin's fit was as high as ninety-eight, and he was only a little short of reaching one hundred, returning to his roots as Emperor Donghua.

Nodding with satisfaction, he looked at the luck value column again, and it had reached 330,000, excluding the 100,000 rewarded by the system, which was a few thousand more than the last time he looked at it.

I want to come to Tianjizi's side of the propaganda has not stopped.

He took out the plague bead from the ring and exchanged it for luck without hesitation.

Suddenly, his luck value changed from three hundred and thirty thousand to eight hundred and thirty thousand.

He breathed a sigh of relief and finally got out of poverty.

After traveling thousands of miles through the clouds, he thought of something again and stopped, pinched his chin and thought for a moment, his body shook.

Immediately, a golden light appeared in his body, and his body quickly shrank, turning into an ugly and cute child wearing red short sleeves.

Nezha.