Chapter 787

Ten days later.

There was a quiet in the Tianjia mending yard, and the tripod of good and evil radiated a golden light. The face on the tripod closed its eyes and looked peaceful.

Ning Tao finished his training and came to the side of the good and evil tripod. Looking at more than 20 divine crystals in the tripod, a feeling of sadness came out from his heart.

These more than 20 divine crystals are the fruits of the war in the past ten days.

After ten days of hard work and hard work, there were only more than 20 divine crystals in the tripod of good and evil. How could he not be sad and discouraged by such a harvest.

Moreover, almost half of the pitifully few 20 divine crystals came from the contributions of Ruan Tianyin and Lin Qingyu. They thought of ways to contribute the energy of love, faith and good to him in a variety of ways, and the most he collected from the outside during this period was the energy of evil.

The God making plan operated by Xinshen company was not successful.

Now the vast majority of people, their hearts only desire, no faith. Even if you help him and meet his wishes, what he produces is still gratitude mixed with desire. While thanking you, he also wants to get something from you.

But there was also something that made him feel a little relieved, that is, his spiritual cultivation.

During this time, he was busy collecting energy to refine divine crystals. He had no time to collect evil and mend good, so his spiritual power did not increase in quantity. However, through the fragmented practice of these days, that is, every time he refined a divine crystal, he practiced once. Every time, his spiritual power will be rendered by the divine crystal energy. Although his spiritual power has not been improved in quantity, it can be more pure and pure.

However, seeing the life line shortened by almost one third in the tripod, his mood became worse again.

"Brother Ding, although you will be unhappy, I still have to disturb you. I feel uncomfortable if I don't say something." Ning Tao nagged at the tripod of good and evil, "it has been almost 20 days since the medical school was upgraded to a mining and tonic hospital, and it will be a month in a few days and ten days. According to the speed of shortening the life line, if the situation does not improve, I think I should have no problem living this month, but it will be over next month, so I want to talk to you about the will..."

The face on the good and evil tripod opened his eyes, and an ancient and mysterious voice came from the tripod: "it's so late that you don't go back to bed to collect beloved energy. What are you complaining about with me here?"

It also knows where those beloved energies come from.

Ning Tao was embarrassed, but after the thickness of his face increased, he pretended not to know: "it's about my life and death. Let me talk about what's wrong? If I really die, it's good to have a will."

"Why do you think you will die?" The face on the tripod stared at Ning Tao, and the look in his eyes was a little bitter.

It's hard for the world to earn more than a thousand pounds of energy. Don't you believe that it's so hard for the world to make more than a thousand pounds of rice every day? I'm not destined to have more than a hundred pounds of energy. I'm not sure I can make a hundred pounds of rice every day

A voice came from the good and evil tripod: "you tell me to complain, in fact, you want to get a solution from me."

Ning Tao looked honest and waited quietly.

"I'll give you six words of truth."

Ning Tao said excitedly, "thank you! What six word truth?"

A voice came from the tripod of good and evil: "the secret of heaven must not be revealed."

Ning Tao: "

"Also, can your eyes only see this world?" Good and evil tripod asked.

Ning Tao thought: "brother Ding, what do you mean?"

But the good and evil tripod closed its eyes and stopped paying attention to him.

Ning Tao called twice and gave up when he saw that it didn't respond. He thought about the last sentence of the tripod of good and evil: "can my eyes only see this world? Can I see other worlds..."

A flash of light flashed through his mind.

Is it a reminder that time and space in the past can also earn these four kinds of energy?

Becoming a God can't be done in one day or in ten or twenty days. Such a thing is tantamount to building the world's tallest statue. Now the workers are still building the foundation to be worshipped by thousands of believers. It also needs to wait until the statue is completed.

But he can't wait for that day. According to the speed of shortening the life line, if his God creation plan is successful, he may be finished.

So, in this time of laying the foundation, why doesn't he go to the past time and space to look for opportunities?

In the past, it was impossible to earn the good, merit and evil thoughts and sins of people in the past, but the energy of love, faith and good and evil is different. They have nothing to do with merit and sin, but the energy generated by the soul. Therefore, it can be collected in theory.

Just do it.

Ning Tao took Zhenshi tower, jianshuban and cloud ore, put them on the ground of the lobby, and then pasted a death charm on his forehead. Then he took out a pill for finding ancestors from the small medicine box and bit off a piece.

In this process, he aimed the light from the corner of his eye at the face on the tripod of good and evil.

How will it react when it eats Xun Zu Dan in front of it?

The face on the tripod of good and evil has no reaction.

The result was also in his expectation.

Boom!

Darkness surged in like a tide.

After a minute of darkness, the surrounding light surged. It felt like colorful water flowing around, and then it was fixed in a flash.

Here is a room with a desk, bookshelf and chair, and a table for drinking tea, which is placed by the window.

On the desk was a picture of a woman with wet pen and ink.

Ning Tao looked at the woman in the painting and felt a sense of deja vu in his heart. But the paintings in ancient times were not oil paintings. They just gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember who they were.

He came to the window and opened it.

The golden sun came head-on, and the wind lifted the willow branches.

This is the second floor. Downstairs is a street with many stores, but there are not many pedestrians on the street.

This street is also Chang'an University lane. He came last time, met Princess Taiping on this street, and took her downwind sedan to Fuyun garden, so he recognized it at a glance.

University lane is still that university lane, but it is a lot deserted.

Ning Tao was puzzled and secretly said, "is this the time and space before Princess Taiping or the time and space after Princess Taiping?"

Suddenly footsteps came from behind, and then stopped at the door.

Ning Tao hid behind a vertical screen.

When the door opened, several people in black Samurai clothes with black scarves on their faces entered the study and closed the door at the last.

Ning Tao looked at these people through the gap of the vertical screen.

These people all carried sharp knives in their hands, and each knife was stained with blood.

What happened here?

Ning Tao didn't think of anything else when he came here. His first reaction was to observe the surrounding environment and then open the window to see the outside, but he didn't expect this to happen.

A man in black stopped in front of the desk, picked up the painting that had just been painted, took a look, and said coldly, "this painting shows the evil spirit of Yang Yuhuan. The ink is not dry. The ghost painting Saint Zhang Daozi must not have escaped far. Search!"

Behind the vertical screen, Ning Tao was shocked and came to the time and space where Yang Yuhuan was!

He couldn't help getting excited. He wanted to know that if he could see Yang Yuhuan, he would know the truth of the prophecy from her mouth.

In history, Yang Yuhuan was the imperial concubine of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. She had power in the government and the opposition, but she died in the an Shi rebellion, and her body was buried in mazippo. But history was written by a man. The Yang Yuhuan he knew was a cultivator and was buried at the bottom of the South China Sea!

A man in black walked quickly to the window, looked out, and then closed the window again.

The man in black with the painting looked at the vertical screen and snorted coldly, "come out, don't hide, ghost hand painting Saint Zhang Daozi, I know you're hiding behind."

Ning Tao doesn't know who the ghost hand Zhang Daozi is. There has never been such a person in the history he studied, and there are no relevant paintings left in future generations. The only thing he knows is that he was found. These people are not ordinary people.

"Come out!" The man in black with the painting scolded.

Ning Tao walked out from behind the vertical screen, wearing a black windbreaker, bare thighs and a pair of socks, the same as the last one-day trip to Datang.

When he met Princess Taiping last time, after she ate tofu in the sedan chair, he wanted to pull out silk and weave a pair of trousers when he went back, but he was too busy to do it at all. This time it was a temporary intention, so I still had only one Tianbao magic coat, windbreaker, a pair of socks and a gap.

Fortunately, the windbreaker is buckled, otherwise the gear lever will be exposed.

As soon as Ning Tao came out, several people in black immediately rushed up and surrounded him, and two of them put their sharp knives on his neck.

The man in black with the painting was obviously a leader. He took out a folded piece of paper from his skirt and opened it. It was also a painting.

The painting is a young man with a brush sketch, which is not similar to Ning Tao, but the person in the painting strangely left an inch, which is similar again.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Said the leader of the man in black.

Ning Tao: "

The ancients used this brush to draw and draw portraits to catch people, and the probability of catching the wrong person is about 78 / 10? I don't know how many people died unjustly.

Ning Tao was wronged, but he didn't mind. These people in black exuded a strong evil spirit. At first glance, they were not good people. It's not a good man. There's blood on the tip of the knife. What they want to do is obviously not a good thing. No matter how bad it is, you can harvest a little evil energy from them.

After making up his mind, Ning Tao said, "several heroes, who are you?"

As soon as his voice fell, the head in black hit the handle of the knife and hit his lower abdomen.

It didn't hurt at all, but Ning Tao still bent down in cooperation, accompanied by a Scream: "Ouch!"

The head and eyes in black fiercely said, "I ask you, when will the evil spirit Yang Yuhuan come?"