Chapter 47 Seven Purple Moons! Sky List

Zhang Yuan found that he had lost contact with his body, his consciousness was completely detached, and his soul power was independent.

But he was not afraid, because the drum sound from the Thunder God visualization map made him stable, and his soul had a little special power. He only needed to reach the spiritual realm with a final push. This was a prerequisite for alchemists to refine eighth-grade elixirs, and most Dou Zun could not have it.

There was also thunder that exceeded his understanding on the visualization map, which blasted a path in the void with a very directional direction, taking his consciousness to sublimate, and in an instant crossed thousands of feet, tens of thousands of feet, and millions of feet.

I don’t know how much time has passed, Zhang Yuan felt that he had turned into thunder and lightning, and saw countless spectacular scenes but couldn’t remember them. Finally, he came to a towering stone tower that was so majestic that he couldn’t see the end, but exuded an extremely ancient atmosphere.

With Zhang Yuan’s current realm, he couldn’t see the depth of this tower at all. He only felt that it was vast, simple, and had supreme majesty. Instead, the Thunder God visualization map conveyed a message to him, which was the word "Buddha".

Buddha? Buddha Tower?

Could it be the ancestral pagoda of the ancient Futu clan in the world! ?

It’s not that Zhang Yuan has a rich imagination, but because he just saw a woman named Qing Yanjing before the "accident".

There are five ancient clans in the world that have existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and the ancient Futu clan is one of them. There are three major veins, one of which is the Qing vein, and Qing Yanjing is a rare genius in the clan.

And this ancient Futu clan has a clan-suppressing sacred object of the holy product level, which is infinitely powerful. When it is fully opened, it can kill the holy product Tian Suzun. It is also the source of cultivation for the people of the ancient Futu clan.

A supreme ancient pagoda named "Futu" plus Qing Yanjing, a woman, it is difficult for Zhang Yuan not to make a connection.

But before he could think about it, the drum sounded again, and he found that his consciousness passed through the ancient pagoda without any hindrance, and came to a space with no end in sight and full of mysterious atmosphere.

The most eye-catching thing in this space is the seven bright moons hanging in the sky, all of which are purple, gorgeous but not coquettish, noble and cold, ancient and supreme, connected to each other, and containing some kind of mystery.

Zhang Yuan was attracted by the seven bright moons and was deeply immersed in them. He did not notice that the mysterious aura around him gathered and condensed, and a very small one merged into the depths of his consciousness.

"Boom!"

The drum sounded again, like the explosion of divine thunder, which instantly restored Zhang Yuan's consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that time began to flow backwards, and his consciousness retreated outside the ancient tower and began to sink continuously.

At this time, he looked towards the distance by accident. It was the boundless divine light that could not be seen, turning into a mysterious light curtain that was difficult to explain. The spiritual light surged and contained incredible power, which made people unable to raise their minds to spy.

Zhang Yuan only felt that the Thunder God visualization picture in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness moved, allowing him to see a simple, ancient, and unspeakable big word "Ye" somewhere in this boundless light curtain.

Ye?

Zhang Yuan had seen the Great Lord, and after his soul power was enhanced, he could recall all the details.

Could this light curtain be the manifestation of the will of the universe in the legend, the Sky List that can only be activated after the strong above the Saint Grade Heaven Supreme senses the will of the world?

He remembered that there was only one person whose surname was left on the Sky List, and that was the Immortal Emperor, whose surname was Ye.

"So this is the Sky List?"

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but want to take another look.

This is the manifestation of the will of the world that can only be attempted to be activated by the existence above the Saint Grade Heaven Supreme.

With the help of the Thunder God Visualization Map, he saw it in advance, maybe the world will look at him with a higher regard?

Maybe he would be given the halo of the son of destiny.

Unfortunately, when he wanted to watch it again, he found that the scene in front of him had been restored.

As far as he could see, Meng Xing, Qing Yanjing and Qin Hai were still looking at him with different emotions.

If he hadn't felt that his soul power was full and he was only one step away from the spiritual realm, he would have thought that everything just now was an illusion.

"Everyone, we meet again."

Zhang Yuan responded with a smile, and no one could tell that he had just experienced something strange.

In his heart, he was thinking about how to get to know Qing Yanjing.

The Thunder God Visualization Picture did not move in the morning or in the evening, but it happened when he was close to Qing Yanjing. There must be a special reason.

At this time, Meng Xu said: "Sir, since you know them, why don't we find a secluded place to sit together?"

Qin Hai and Meng Xing both showed expectant expressions, obviously hoping that Zhang Yuan would agree.

Qing Yanjing was wearing a veil, and her expression on her face could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were very calm.

Zhang Yuan silently praised Meng Xu's assist in his heart, pretending to hesitate for a moment and said: "I have been in seclusion for several days, and I will be on military duty tomorrow. I haven't had a good meal yet. Is there a good place to eat in Qingyun Town?"

"Yes, yes." Qin Hai immediately said: "Miss Qing's Wanshu Pavilion specializes in delicacies that ordinary people can't eat."

"Oh?" Zhang Yuan's face was a little more surprised, and he looked at Qing Yanjing and asked: "Isn't Wanshu Pavilion a place to sell books?"

"Of course it is a place to sell books." Qing Yanjing nodded slightly, and her voice was full of magic that made people clear, saying: "Every book is a kind of delicacy. Ten thousand people and ten thousand books, but the taste is ten thousand."

Zhang Yuan didn't expect to get such an answer. He was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Interesting, food satisfies the appetite, and reading is spiritual food. Reading is indeed a kind of delicacy."

Qing Yanjing was very surprised that Zhang Yuan could have such insights. After chewing it carefully several times, there was a little more surprise in her beautiful eyes, and a little more recognition.

In the past, when people heard that Wanshu Pavilion not only sold books but also took care of the restaurant business, although they didn't say it, they would look disgusted and think it was out of place.

In fact, Wanshu Pavilion was not called Wanshu Pavilion before, but Wanshu Pavilion. It was famous for its expertise in making medicinal food. The best dishes were comparable to the effects of second-grade elixirs, and the taste was excellent, and it was famous in the imperial capital.

But more than ten years ago, Wanshu Pavilion began to go downhill, and now it can only open a store in Qingyun Town. The person in charge is Qing Yanjing, and she is also the best cook.

But she doesn't often cook, but likes to lock herself in the room to read books. Over time, she also sells books, so Wanshu Pavilion also became Wanshu Pavilion.

"Captain, what you said is quite reasonable." Qing Yanjing stroked her body and said, "Based on this, I beg you to honor me by coming to Wanshu Pavilion. I will show all my abilities."

"It's a deal." Zhang Yuan readily agreed: "I will go back to the army to wash up and come over at 2:00 p.m., how about that?"

Everyone agreed.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuan rode back to the camp, first went to Qin Zhenming to confirm the departure time the next day, then took a comfortable bath, changed into clean clothes and prepared to go to Qingyun Town to keep the appointment.

However, at the city gate, he was stopped by a black-armored guard holding a token and taken to the teahouse next door.

In front of a table, Yao Ye was wearing a casual dress and drinking tea alone.

Seeing Zhang Yuan, she said, "I heard you are going to Wanshu Pavilion?"

Zhang Yuan was not surprised that Yao Ye knew about this, because he agreed to this matter in public.

"Yes, does Your Highness want to come together?" Zhang Yuan asked with a smile.

"I don't want to die, so of course I won't go." Yao Ye put down the teacup and said in a deep voice: "I'm here to advise you not to go, and don't have too much contact with Qing Yanjing, this witch."

"Otherwise, you won't know how you died."

Zhang Yuan: ???