Chapter 453 The Natural Furnace Is the Heaven?

"You just said that he has a way to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth?"

Yao Meng sat on a chair in the forest, her whole body was shrouded in hazy fairy mist, and she could only vaguely see a graceful figure hidden in it, with a bit of thought in her beautiful green eyes.

In the past, when she was in Yao Chi, she did feel that Mu Zhian had rewritten the rules of heaven and earth outside the Yao Chi ancestral land.

In other words, it was not rewriting the rules of heaven and earth, but forcibly relying on the status of the Lord of Heaven to let the rules of Heaven override the rules of heaven and earth.

But it stands to reason that, given Mu Zhian's current situation, the rules of Heaven should only be able to rewrite a part of the area.

Could he still let the rules of heaven replace the rules of the entire world and block the entire heavenly way?

Shang Yanfei raised her eyes and stared at the young man who appeared in Liangyi Peak with Lin Ling not far ahead, and said calmly: "He can't do it now."

"However, after being promoted to the Return to Void Realm, the Natural Furnace Cauldron is infinitely close to the Hedao Realm."

"After all, he seems to have taken some elixirs, and the Natural Furnace Cauldron has been promoted once, right?"

Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Shang Yanfei meaningfully.

"Although the Shang Sect Master is in Liangyi Peak, you seem to know everything that happened in the outside world."

Shang Yanfei said lightly: "I just know a little about the things in Liangyi Sect, and I don't know much about the things in the outside world."

Yao Meng raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes were full of playfulness.

She didn't think the other party was lying, because Shang Yanfei's real body could not leave Liangyi Sect.

The chains in the black mist behind the sect master were not her ancestral artifacts, but shackles that restricted her real body.

This sect master sealed his true self and never showed his true self to others.

Even if a wisp of spiritual consciousness was separated, it could not last too long in the outside world.

While the two were chatting, Mu Zhian in the distance had already arrived at Liangyi Peak.

Yao Meng was indeed here, but she did not quarrel with the sect master sister... Mu Zhian glanced at her calmly, and then raised his hand and bowed: "Disciple Mu Zhian, meet the sect master."

No matter what, Mu Zhian is still a disciple of Liangyi Sect on the surface, so this etiquette is still necessary.

This is also to avoid being suspected by Yao Meng.

After all, if you call Shang Yanfei "sister sect master", the relationship is a bit ambiguous no matter how you think about it.

Shang Yanfei raised her fingertips, and a cup of tea floated on the table. She said in a clear and pleasant voice: "I was just talking about you with Qingdi."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Lin Ling. After staring at her for a moment, she smiled softly: "It seems that the karmic fire has been completely eliminated."

Yao Meng raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Shang Yanfei inconspicuously.

What this means is... Does this sect leader know about Lin Ling's previous search for Mu Zhian?

Or... Is it her who guided the spirit dragon to find Mu Zhian?

Yao Meng quickly set her eyes on Mu Zhian, and soon noticed that his white robe was stained with some blood. She frowned slightly: "Were you attacked on the way here just now?"

Mu Zhian silently exchanged glances with Lin Ling, and then said: "The Sabbath's spaceship landed near the Wujie, and they wanted to take Ling'er away... But that spaceship has been destroyed by Ling'er and me."

"Did you use the power of the Heavenly Court? No wonder the breath is so chaotic."

Yao Meng frowned slightly, and then she reached out and grabbed Mu Zhian's palm, and a ray of soft light enveloped Mu Zhian.

The principle of time made everything on Mu Zhian's body retreat backwards at an accelerated speed, returning to the state of a day ago.

Seeing Mu Zhian's disordered breath gradually recovering, Yao Meng felt relieved, but soon asked doubtfully: "But... why can you still use the authority of Heaven?"

"After that drop of immortality essence was refined by the natural furnace, it somehow appeared in Heaven. I just discovered it by chance last time." Mu Zhian said.

He was also a little surprised about this matter.

Was there immortality essence in Heaven, or was it that the immortality essence refined in the natural furnace became the nutrient of Heaven in some way?

Seeing that Yao Meng seemed a little worried, Mu Zhian smiled again and said, "Don't worry, fortunately, you are not injured."

"It's just that the surface is not damaged, but your body is just a body of spiritual cultivation. It's okay once or twice, but if you descend on yourself as the Lord of Heaven many times, the burden on you will be far beyond your imagination."

Yao Meng's gentle tone in the past revealed a bit of warning: "If the number of times is too many, even the principle of time can't make your body fully recover."

Doesn't the principle of time directly rewrite the time of a person? There is also a saying that it cannot be recovered...? Mu Zhian's eyes were a little hesitant.

Lin Ling, who was on the side, sat next to Shang Yanfei with a butter paper bag, and then took out the last meat bun in the butter paper bag and happily held it and ate it.

As if she noticed that the woman next to her was looking at her, she hesitated for a moment, broke off half of the bun and handed it to her: "Aaa?"

She thought that Shang Yanfei would refuse like Mu Zhian, but the clan leader took the meat bun from her hand and fed it into his mouth.

"Thank you."

Lin Ling: "..."

Her rosy little mouth opened slightly, staring at Shang Yanfei in astonishment, as if she had not expected this scene.

Then, her transparent red eyes lost their color slightly, as if she had lost her dream.

Concubine Shang Yan glanced at the silver-haired beauty's small eyes and couldn't help but pursed her lips, as if she was suppressing the curve she wanted to arouse.

"I have already prepared an eight-treasure crane, and the disciples from the Imperial Dining Hall will send it here later." Concubine Shang Yan said.

Lin Ling raised her head suddenly, her red eyes shining slightly.

Some time ago, she ate so many Eight Treasure Cranes from Canghai Peak that even the spirit dragon, no matter how unconventional it was, was a little embarrassed to catch the Eight Treasure Cranes that she had worked so hard to raise. I didn't expect that she actually cared about him so much...

"Is it okay? It seems that there are only two Eight Treasure Cranes left in Canghai Peak." Lin Ling put up a small notebook and asked, looking forward to but feeling guilty at the same time.

The expectation is because of the Eight Treasure Crane, and the guilt is because I feel sorry for the hard work of the leader of Canghai Peak.

The spiritual birds that were originally used to reward the inner disciples ended up running into her stomach.

"It's okay, you've worked hard these days."

Concubine Shang Yan gently stroked Lin Ling's silver hair, watching her slightly closing her eyes and gently rubbing her palms like a well-behaved cat.

The elder sister of the sect leader is really sultry, she looks serious, but in fact she is a bit sinister and likes to tease people... Mu Zhian watched this scene from the side, and had a new understanding of Concubine Shang Yan.

Miss Linglong, who is as clingy as a cat, and the gorgeous beauty in gorgeous clothes are stroking Lin Ling's silver hair with soft eyes... I have to say, such a beautiful scene is really nice.

Mu Zhian sighed inwardly, and then his eyes unconsciously fell on Concubine Shang Yan's plump lips.

He remembered what happened in the demon world before.

Was the sect leader deliberately responding to the Demon Queen's provocation, or was he...

Yao Meng, who was sitting on the edge, caught the young man's gaze. His green eyes were full of thrilling charm, and his eyes swept over Concubine Shang Yan's body playfully.

She smelled a hint of green.

At this time, Concubine Shang Yan had moved her eyes away from Lin Ling, stared at Mu Zhian, and said calmly: "Have you ever heard that in this world, as long as a butterfly flaps its wings, it can stir up a storm? A storm.”

Have you heard of the butterfly effect? ​​I have learned it before... Mu Zhian nodded slightly: "Why did the sect master suddenly mention this matter?"

Concubine Shang Yan did not answer, but just said to herself: "There are fixed numbers and variables in everything, and often a small change can make the final outcome extremely bad."

"The same is true for time. Qingdi uses the principle of time to make your body go back to one day ago. There will also be variables during this period."

"Every time she applies the principle of time to you, your body may return to its original state, but as the number of times increases, the next time it may become very bad."

This is similar to when I was practicing dual cultivation with the fishes, I didn’t feel anything the first time, but after more times, my body became very bad...

Speaking of which, was that considered probability science? If the sect master's sister was in modern times, she would have been a top female student... Mu Zhi'an thought.

He remembered the original witch's 'save' ability. Each time the save was reopened, it might not be better than the first time. It purely depended on the micro-management after loading the save.

"So, the principle of time cannot be applied to a person repeatedly, otherwise sooner or later there will be a bad day?" Mu Zhian said to himself thoughtfully.

Concubine Shang Yan looked at him quietly and suddenly smiled sweetly: "Actually, all the bad luck in this world is paving the way for a better reunion in the future."

She paused: "Did you hear what I just said to Emperor Qing?"

"Does it mean that the prerequisite for changing the rules of heaven and earth is that I need to refine the gods and return to the void?" Mu Zhian asked.

He had just heard the conversation between the two of them nearby, and he could not help but have some doubts at this moment. He looked at Lin Ling, who was lying on a wooden chair, shaking his head in boredom, waiting for the Eight Treasure Crane, and said: "It stands to reason that even if you refine your spirit and return to the void, I shouldn’t be able to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth.”

"Your cauldron can't do it, but the natural cauldron can."

Concubine Shang Yan casually picked up the letter written by Mu Zhian and folded it into a paper crane: "You have taken elixirs in the past to upgrade the natural furnace cauldron once, and the nine-tailed sky fox has strengthened it for you again. A natural furnace."

"After refining the gods and returning to the void, your natural cauldron will be equivalent to the Hedao realm."

"At that time, since you are the rule, wherever you are, the rules of heaven will override the way of heaven."

The more Mu Zhian listened, the more he felt that something was wrong: "What does the natural furnace cauldron have to do with the rules of heaven? My body of the natural furnace cauldron can only be used passively..."

The Tiantian Cauldron is passive rather than active. Mu Zhian was able to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth before, purely by relying on the power of heaven to force it through.

To put it bluntly, it is relying on the status of the Lord of Heaven to forcefully suppress the rules of heaven and earth.

But what Concubine Shang Yan said now broke his cognition.

Why has the 'auxiliary' body now transformed into a body that can rewrite the rules of heaven and earth?

Concubine Shang Yan will definitely not lie or say baseless things. She must have her reasons for saying so.

Now think about it carefully, why did the drop of essence and blood that ascended to the Immortal Realm appear in the Heavenly Court after it was clearly swallowed by the Tiantian Furnace?

There seemed to be countless thoughts flickering in Mu Zhian's mind, until finally, his look of astonishment gradually solidified on his face, and finally disappeared bit by bit.

He slowly raised his head and whispered: "The natural furnace is the heaven... right?"

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[I'll say it again. Deleting some comments and interstitial posts is not to control the comments, but to prevent the readers who come later from being affected by the anger and hurting others and themselves. The mistakes are definitely the author's, but believe me, no one likes to write so-called poisonous points. Now the two chapters have been basically revised. If you are still unhappy, you are welcome to scold me in a private message. ]

[I slept for more than two hours, so I'm going to catch up on my sleep. ]