Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The huge Qingyun City was overcrowded.

The sun was setting, and they still refused to go home.

The story that came out of the inn was wonderful.

The Monkey King made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, the sage Nuwa made up for the sky, the human emperor Fuxi painted hexagrams, and the eight immortals crossed the sea......

It's obsessive to listen to.

Even when the storyteller and apprentice left, these people hadn't found out.

Outside Qingyun City, Tianjizi and Linglong were standing under a crooked-necked tree, constantly watching in all directions, as if waiting for someone.

Footsteps were heard from time to time.

A figure came with his hands behind his back, and there was an inexplicable rhyme in his footsteps.

Originally, there were still a hundred miles left, and the footsteps fell together and came to the front in the blink of an eye.

And seeing the person coming, Tianjizi became excited.

"Erlang Manifests the Holy True Monarch!"

It was Yang Erlang who was transformed by Mo Yu.

The story told by Tianjizi in the inn before was told by him.

"Well done. "

Yang Jian encouraged softly, I have to say that Mo Yu didn't expect this master and apprentice to be so persistent.

If it weren't for the merit points before, I would have forgotten about it.

"What Zhenjun once entrusted, Lao Dao naturally didn't dare to slack off. "

Tianjizi people are old and refined, and hurriedly seized the opportunity to show how much he contributed.

Mo Yu smiled secretly in his heart, but he didn't break it, in the end, this day Jizi made a contribution, if it weren't for him, the name of the myth would not have been so loud.

"Praise the name of the myth, and see eternal life in the darkness. "

This sentence has spread all over the world a long time ago, and now all beings on the Eastern Xuanzhou know that mythology is here to save the world.

Tianjizi has made great contributions.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian took out two yellow books from his arms and handed them to Tianjizi.

"This is the basic practice of my mythology and a book to learn the way of heavenly machines, and now I will give it to your master and apprentice. "

This was redeemed by Mo Yu in the system just now.

One of them is the basic introductory method in mythology, but after all, it is the cultivation system of the mythical world, and if you thoroughly comprehend it, you can also cultivate to a terrifying realm.

This book is not valuable, the system clearly marks the price of 10,000 luck worth a book, and Tong Su is not bullied.

As for the other one, it describes Fuxi gossip, which is considered an introductory chapter, but when it comes to the level of the human emperor, it costs 200,000 luck.

Both the master and apprentice are from Tianyanmen, and they are originally from the way of stargazing and fortune-telling, and the basic cultivation exercises are more suitable for them.

As for the second Fuxi gossip, it is an introductory chapter, and it is enough for the master and apprentice to study.

"Thank you, Zhenjun. "

took the two yellow books and glanced at them, and Tianjizi hurriedly thanked him as if he had received a treasure.

Yang Jian nodded in response, and then said, "Actually, there is another thing to come to you this time. "

"Zhenjun, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. "

Tianjizi carefully put away the two yellow books, and his heart blossomed, and he was naturally a hundred willing for Mo Yu's request.

"Now that the restrictions of this heaven and earth have been loosened, the ancestor has an order, and mythology can form a force in this world. "

Yang Jian expressed his meaning simply and shockingly.

Tianjizi was taken aback, the so-called ancestor of Yang Jian, he had been popularized by science early in the morning.

And when he heard the last sentence, he looked stunned again.

"Can the old way think that the myth can come? "

"Not exactly, but you can be optimistic. Yang Jian glanced at him, as if he felt that it was troublesome to explain to him.

The three-pointed and two-edged knife pointed at the sky, but the palm of his hand took out the third-level small world that cost 30 million qi luck points.

Rumble!

I only heard a roar, Tianjizi and Linglong.

No.

The creatures on the hundreds of millions of miles around Qingyun City all saw a scene that they would never forget.

I saw a light from the sky soaring into the sky.

The pitch-black sky brightened up in an instant, and endless fairy light shot from the sky.

Countless people looked up at this scene, and the fairy light sprinkled down, reflecting Dongxuan.

After a while, there was a fairy sound in my ears.

A thousand-mile-long immortal mountain broke through the clouds and mist, and the fairy light slowly fell.

"It's ......"

Tianjizi gasped, and his heart shook violently.

Did the myth really come?

Yang Jian ignored him, and the Thousand Miles Immortal Mountain finally fell.

The mountain is not high, and it is only more than 1,000 zhang.

However, with this mountain as the center, there are temples and temples within a radius of thousands of miles.

Tianjizi looked over and found that most of the plaques of these temples were wordless, and he looked at the ones with words.

"Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Temple"

"Sanxiao Niangniang Palace"

"Yuding Real Temple"

"Donghua Emperor Temple"

"Xuantan Zhenjun Temple"

"Fight to defeat the Buddhist temple"

"Xuantian True Martial Demon Emperor Temple. "

"Santan Haihui Grand Temple"

These are the eight characters that Mo Yu can transform into now, and now they have all built temples and are placed in this small world.

The small world was exchanged by Mo Yu with Qi Luck Value, and it could naturally change according to his ideas.

Tianjizi was also a little stunned when he saw so many temples, especially when he saw eight temples with inscriptions, and there were statues of gods among them.

The idol of the god comes to life.

"These inscribed temples are all people who have been to this world in my mythological world, and they all have deeds left behind.

And here is the place where mythology recruits believers in this world, these eight temples, eight statues, each with a side.

Believers will answer their requests. "

This is Mo Yu's plan, since there is a small world, it is better to start practicing the prototype of the myth directly from the beginning.

Naturally, the figure of his transformation was carried out, leaving behind the temple and carving the statue of the god.

The statues are all left by him with a trace of divine thoughts, which can show various miracles with the power of merit.

His previous words are not an exaggeration, if the believer asks, he will definitely respond.

And the eight idols all have different functions.

As in the real mythological story, if you want to make money, you will naturally look for Zhao Gongming.

If you are looking for a child, you will find Sanxiao Niangniang.

And Mo Yu also borrowed Yang Jian's mouth to tell Tianjizi all the legends and deeds of the eight mythical characters he had transformed.

Tianjizi is not stupid, he naturally knows his purpose, and immediately patted his chest to show it.

"Zhenjun rest assured, this matter is old-fashioned. "

This is not boasting, Tianjizi was stunned with his three-inch incorruptible tongue a few days ago.

I'm not afraid to tell stories, I'm just afraid of fewer stories.

And what Mo Yu told him just now was enough for him to talk and blow for a year.

"Let's put this matter first, if the incense here is strong in the future, it will naturally take credit to your master and apprentice. Yang Jian patted Tianjizi on the shoulder and smiled and wrote a blank check.

The master and apprentice were naturally overjoyed, and the secret path was officially on the big ship of mythology.

"Okay, I still have something to do, I'll leave it to you here, if you have anything, just call me by my name. "

Yang Jian didn't say much, and disappeared in an instant.

"Zhenjun walks slowly. The master and apprentice hurriedly said goodbye.

Mo Yu stood above the void, looking at the immortal mountain temple below, and there was also a trace of pride and ambition in his heart.

If there is a day when incense is flourishing here, the scene is naturally spectacular.

And he also believes that day will not be too far away.