Chapter 360 Huangliang Township

As this mighty voice fell, an invisible wave of will instantly spread throughout the vast fantasy world.

Buzz! The sky, the earth, the mountains, the rivers... all visible and invisible things competed to emit endless tremors, and one after another mysterious auras surged from all directions.

A terrible transformation that is difficult to describe in words is occurring in the fantasy world, no, it should be called the center of the Yellow Millet World, and it is constantly infecting and spreading around.

In an instant, everything that came into view became looming, sometimes true, sometimes false, unpredictable, revealing endless mysteries.

"A dream of yellow millet, true and false, false and true, finally determined the path I will take, it's really wonderful!"

In the infinite height of the thirty-sixth natal heaven.

A glimmer of surprise and admiration flashed in the two eyes that were like scorching suns.

The owner of the eyes was Zhang Jing.

He really didn't expect that the Dream Dao Body would completely understand his own path by chance by opening up the Paradise Ghost Market.

And just as Zhang Jing was sighing.

Below, the Dream Dao Body seemed to sense something, and a hint of joy suddenly rose on his expressionless face.

It was as if a blessing had come to his mind.

The Dream Dao Body gently closed his eyes, and the whole person sat cross-legged on the ground, like a divine peak supporting the sky.

A voice that sounded like a whisper or a roar suddenly echoed: "My name is Huang Liang!"

I don't know how long it took.

Huang Liang slowly opened his eyes, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

The next moment.

He slowly stretched out one hand, and then loosened his clenched five fingers, revealing the original embryo of the Paradise Ghost Market inside.

The original embryo began to vibrate for no reason, and then rushed into the sky, growing rapidly in the air, and finally turned into a building complex that stretched for several miles.

Taking in all the changes, Huang Liang nodded with satisfaction, and then shook his head quickly.

As if thinking of something, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and he said to himself with a smile:

"The name of the Paradise Ghost Market is not good, we have to change it, just call it 'Huangliang Township'. A dream of Huangliang years is long, and the luck of the world returns to my hometown."

"And this arrangement also needs to be changed."

The voice fell.

Above the magnificent gate, 'Jile Ghost Market' suddenly began to dissipate, replaced by three ancient seal characters 'Huangliang Township'.

As soon as this word appeared, it stirred out a lot of illusory and uncertain terrible artistic conception, which made people dare not look directly at it.

At the same time.

Rumble--

Huangliang Township suddenly trembled violently, and the positions of the buildings inside, and even the wide or narrow streets, began to change rapidly.

"Huangliang Township is quite interesting."

At the highest point of the thirty-sixth level of the natal heaven, Zhang Jing sighed and immediately withdrew his gaze from Huangliang and the Huangliang Township below him.

At this point, there was no need for him to pay attention to it anymore.

After all, fellow Daoist Huangliang was essentially a flawed innate sacred being. Now that he had found his own path, he could naturally entrust the matter of Huangliang Township to him with confidence.

His thoughts returned to the real scene palace.

"Luck, if there is enough luck!"

A trace of expectation flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

He moved his mind, and dozens of different immortal lights flew out from the many treasures floating in front of him, like young swallows returning to their nests, and drilled into those natal worlds that were still phantoms, turning into divine embryos, and then began to continuously absorb and spit out almost endless world power.

A trace of majestic aura quietly permeated from the inside of these divine embryos.

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Time passed in a blink of an eye and it was several years.

Night is coming.

As the absolute center within a million miles, Lingshu Immortal City, which is rumored to have a true Taiyi Wuliang Taoist behind it, is still bustling.

There is a bustling crowd, and monks are coming and going in an endless stream.

In the corner of a crowded street in Baihua Lane, South City.

A Taoist priest with neat clothes but a slightly old face sat on a small bench. While picking his teeth with a bamboo stick he got from somewhere, he lazily said to a man in brocade robes in front of him:

"Young master, I see that your forehead is as dark as night, and I am afraid that there will be a disaster soon. Today, the old Taoist is in a good mood, and I only need 10,000 luck to help you. How about it?"

"What! 10,000, old man, you are crazy about luck."

Hearing this, the man in brocade robes couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Silence for a few breaths.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then asked in a curious tone: "This... old man, you just said that I will encounter a disaster?"

"Yes."

The old man nodded, his expression remained unchanged, still as lazy as before.

"This..."

The man in the brocade robe was a little speechless for a moment, and a hint of struggle appeared on his face.

He was almost 90% sure that this person was a liar, but for some reason, he always had a strange feeling in his heart, that is, if he left at this time, he would miss some important opportunity.

At this moment.

"Okay, Beilin, don't listen to this liar's nonsense," another young man in black robe walked to the side of the man in brocade robe, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled and comforted him: "I'm tired of listening to such rhetoric. You are really right, the adults in the fairy city don't care about anything, and anyone dares to come to our Lingshu fairy city."

After that.

He looked straight at the old man and said disdainfully: "Hey, do I also have a black forehead? Will there be a disaster soon?"

Hearing the other party's teasing words, the old man was not annoyed, but just smiled slightly, and his eyes swept over the group of people in front of him, and said indifferently: "Yes, and it's not just you, you little guys-"

When it came to the key point, he suddenly fell silent, just shook his head to himself, and a light of unclear meaning flashed in his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Old man, it's better to be cautious about some words."

"..."

Hearing this, the other people couldn't help but step forward and reprimand.

Some even rolled up their sleeves.

Behind them, a woman wearing a goose yellow palace skirt and a slightly immature face flashed a thoughtful look on her pretty face, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"Is the disaster related to the thing my father said?"

She thought secretly, and her heart was in a mess for a while.

Ten thousand luck is a lot, but what if this old man really has the means? After all, the number of powerful people gathered in Lingshu Immortal City is countless, and it is possible that the person in front of him is really the legendary master who plays with the world.

After repeated consideration, the balance in the woman's heart began to tilt a little bit.

Finally.

She mustered up the courage to hand a crystal jade with fairy light inside to the old man, and said timidly: "Old man, here are the ten thousand luck you want."

Seeing this, the other few people couldn't help but look condensed, and then they persuaded one after another:

"Caizhi, you are confused, this guy is obviously looking at us young and deliberately deceiving us. By doing this, aren't you encouraging the arrogance of this old man."

"Yes, maybe he is laughing at us in his heart at this moment."

The other woman first glared at the old man viciously, then turned around and said to the woman in the goose yellow palace skirt with regret.

There was a buzzing sound beside his ears.

At first, the young man's expression became more and more tangled.

Suddenly, a meaningful voice sounded, which directly attracted the attention of several people: "This is the Huangliang Talisman, which can be activated at midnight. The solution to your disaster lies in it."

They couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

The old man completely ignored the voices of others, just took the crystal jade handed by the woman, and then lightly tapped his fingertips, and a wrinkled yellow talisman instantly appeared in the woman's palm.