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The first thousand and fifty-six chapters: the prophet

"Surrender to him!"

Lin Mengjing suddenly said these four words, which surprised everyone, and some people immediately objected.

"You are contrived out of thin air. It is not a belief. How can we surrender to others!"

Lin Mute said, "Then, how do you explain Nanshan's return?"

"This……"

The man's face flushed to the equator: "There are no gods in the world, they are all legends, not to be believed!"

"Even if it is true, thousands of years have passed, and Taibai Jinxing has not even a shadow. Perhaps it has long been forgotten. Why should we rush to surrender to others?"

As soon as this statement was made, some people immediately supported him, but most of them frowned and bowed their heads in thought.

Long Zaiye pondered: "Don't you think this is a good opportunity for us to take off in the Seventy-Two Seas?"

"What does this mean?"

Everyone asked.

Long Zaiye said: "You think, since the Seventy-two Sea is left by the gods and realized today, what does it mean?"

"Explain what?"

"It shows that there is a great opportunity. Since this person can be favored by the gods, he must be a person with great luck. We will follow him and we will surely rise in the future."

Long Zaiye was quite moved and said: "You have seen it just now, the day after tomorrow, it will become a magic weapon, just give it to Longhua, it means he doesn't care, there is more in his hand!"

Long Hua thoughtfully said, "Dad, what do you mean...we will mess with him in the future?"

Long Zaiye said: "I think it is possible, but you have to listen to everyone's opinions."

At this time, Jon Hui whispered, "You said, would he be like the Tang Seng in Journey to the West, originally a reincarnation of a god, or a friend of Taibai Jinxing?"

Long Hua was stunned, "Eunhui, you can imagine it too much. Those are legends. The records in the ancestral training may not be true, maybe they were fabricated by the predecessors."

Jon Hui rolled his eyes, "Seventy-two seas made up a story to coax future generations at the same time, do you find it interesting?"

"Uh……"

Longhua was speechless.

At this time, Lin Mute proposed:

"I think it needs to be carefully considered at this time. Why not deal with the funeral first, and then discuss the matter another day?"

"I think I can wait, maybe the dragon veins are just lurking, and it may appear in other seas next year."

Someone suggested.

"Yes, it's possible."

Everyone's eyes lit up,

"As long as we have dragon veins, we can restore our former glory, why look at others' faces and act?"

"Wait, let's talk about it next year."

"Even if you don't have dragon veins, you can practice, it's just a little slower."

"That is, it is said that there are gods, but who has seen it? No!"

In short, to express a point of view is that you don't want to be left behind, don't you want to be the master of the house?

Chen Xin didn't know this. At this time, he and Chen Tong were already on their way to leave Nanshan.

Among the mountains, few people travelled, so Chen Xin controlled the flying sword and flew in the air.

On the way, Chen Tong couldn't help asking: "Brother Chen, where did the Nanshan Dragon Vessel go? Did you get it?"

Chen Xin smiled and said, "Didn't you say that dragon veins are Fengshui? How can I get them?"

Chen Tong frowned and said: "But I just made a divination and found that China's luck has changed slightly, and...I can't see through you more and more."

Long Mai was too involved, and Chen Xin didn't want to make trouble for herself, so she just pretended to be confused.

"You are chasing after the wind, there is nothing, can you believe something that is too mysterious?"

"fine."

Chen Tong rolled his eyes.

Chen Xin smiled and pretended to ask casually: "Chen Tong, what else does your celestial master send besides fortune-telling and feng shui?"

Chen Tong's face showed a bit of arrogance: "In addition to these, our celestial masters also practice alchemy, draw amulets, cultivate, and change their fate against the sky. We know more!"

Chen Xin smiled and asked: "I am idle anyway, will you tell me a fortune?"

Chen Tong's face changed and said, "I won't count it for you, you are an odd number!"

"What is an abnormal number?"

Chen Xin was shocked.

"Your life... I can't understand it!"

When Chen Tong remembered that when they first met, she quietly observed Chen Xin with her heavenly eyes, but when she was backlashed, she felt a little lingering.

"Just don't understand."

Chen Xin laughed.

"Don't be too happy!"

Chen Tong said: "There are clouds in the photo book, those with different numbers, full of variables, maybe there is luck, maybe it is bad luck, the world changes because of you..."

Speaking of this, Chen Tong suddenly stopped and muttered to herself: "It's miserable, miserable, Chen Xin, you're miserable!"

"What do you mean?"

Chen Tong: "Dragon Vessels is involved in Huaxia Qi Luck. If someone learns the news, they will definitely find ways to destroy it, such as...killing you!"

Chen Xin said vaguely: "You don't have to deceive me, you have said that the dragon vein has nothing to do with me!"

"Whatever you say, anyway, seventy-two sea people have many eyes and mixed eyes, and the news will inevitably be leaked. Even if you don't get the dragon veins, according to the principle of killing mistakes and not letting go, some people will not let you go!"

Chen Tong's expression suddenly changed, "I think I should stay away from you, lest I be implicated by you!"

Chen Xin rolled his eyes, "Then should I kick you off the flying sword now?"

"Uh...I just pinched and counted, I think it's fine for the time being."

West.

A prophet suddenly opened his eyes and let out a voice,

"The Huaxia Dragon Vessel has changed, and there is a lot of popularity and luck. I wonder if it is good or bad?"

When news came to the temple, messengers rushed to the prophet's residence.

Question: "Prophet, what does this mean?"

Prophet: "It is said that China has dragon veins, bless China has no borders forever, today I look to the east, and suddenly feel that China's luck has transferred from thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to one person, quite strange!"

The messenger asked again: "Dragon veins are illusory, is it credible?"

The prophet asked, "The prophecy is also illusory, do you think it is credible?"

The messenger has nothing to say.

"Then what to do?"

The messenger asked again.

The Prophet smiled and said meaningfully: "If you can find this person, the road to China's revitalization will be hindered."

The messenger said: "Understood, I would rather believe it if you have it than if you can't believe it. I beg you to predict the general condition of this person."

The prophet pondered for a moment, took out a basin of clear water, placed it in front of him, and then muttered in his mouth: "The great God of creation has given me the ability to foresee the future and the eyes of the vain God."

Following the spell, ripples appeared in the clear water, gradually turning into a picture.

In the picture, the mountains overlap, the clouds cover the fog, and the sea covers them.

Pulling aside the clouds and fog, a group of people can be seen gathered in a sea, noisy.

Later, those people entered the sea and seemed to be practicing.

Afterwards, a person suddenly appeared, and the purple flame burned the sky, and the corpses were everywhere.

Then, a young man rushed out of the water and beat the young man with purple flames.

There is no dragon vein in the screen.

Moreover, it is very vague, and the youth's face cannot be seen clearly.

The Prophet frowned slightly.

"It shouldn't be, I'll look again!"

The prophet drew a cross, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

He stared at the picture closely, and the basin of water actually trembled. After waves of ripples passed, the picture became under the sea.

The youth encountered obstacles in the water, and the dragon veins appeared during the fight, and the people who originally prevented the youth from fleeing hurriedly.

The youth fought against the dragon veins, then the light shone, and the dragon veins disappeared strangely.

"Weird!"

The prophet sighed to himself: "This person is very likely to have the dragon vein, but I don't know what method he used?"

The messenger stared at the screen and said: "Prophet, this face cannot be seen clearly, can he make it clearer?"

"let me try again."

Strange symbols appeared in the prophet's eyes, and then projected into the screen, and the screen gradually zoomed in, like a close-up shot in the video.

It's near!

It's near!

In the picture, it is vaguely visible that the young man is tall and handsome.

But when he was about to see more clearly, a white light flew out of the youth's eyebrows.

That light is like a peerless arrow, and in an instant, it travels through time and space and shoots directly at the prophet.

"Oh no……"

The prophet's eyes widened in horror, he felt peerless horror.

"puff!"

The Prophet suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.