Chapter 1818

As time went on, this magical skill gradually improved. When Tang Zheng wrote the last word, the magical skill became its own.

At the same time, the jade slips in front of Tang Zheng were pointed out. The jade slips rose slowly and appeared like small regular script.

Whoa!

All of a sudden, the vision fell, and a brilliant light rose from the jade slips to illuminate the surrounding areas.

In the light, each text is magnified rapidly. Like a movie, it is projected on the light, dense and dense. This is the text engraved in the jade slips by Tang Zheng. Now it appears, all inclusive and magnificent.

Tang Zheng visited and nodded with satisfaction: "this covers what I have learned in my life. If someone can inherit one in ten thousand, it will be enough to become an expert."

This is not arrogance, but seeking truth from facts.

In his present state and vision, he is far superior to others, and indeed has the right to say such a thing.

The light converges and returns to the jade slips. The words in the light screen disappear, leaving only the little ones on the jade slips.

"It's done. You can go out."

Tang Zheng's mind moved and disappeared. Next second, he was standing in his yard.

The guards of the witch clan saluted one after another.

Others came on the news.

Fang Shishi had a big stomach and was about to give birth. Her face was full of maternal love and she said, "you have finally passed the customs."

She was in the process of giving birth and was afraid that Tang would continue to be closed and could not witness the arrival of her child.

Tang Zheng's palms covered her high, bulging stomach, and understood the thoughts of Fang's poems. He said softly, "how can I miss the birth of a child?"

Fang Shishi, holding her stomach in both hands, smiled contentedly and said, "what have you gained from this closing ceremony?"

"The harvest is great."

Tang Zheng opens his hand, and jade slips float from his palm. The light is introverted, only the dense little block letters can be seen.

"What is this?" Fang's poetry curiously received it, and her divine sense sank into it. At that time, she seemed to have unfolded magnificent mountains and rivers in front of her eyes, which made her feel surging.

She quickly withdrew her divine sense from the jade slips and was in a state of agitation. She asked, "is this a magical skill?"

Tang Zheng smiled and nodded, asking, "how do you feel?"

"That's great." Fang's poems are full of admiration.

"What can be worthy of your grand praise?" Ye Dingdang came here in the wind and fire.

"You can see for yourself."

Fang Shishi handed over the jade slips, and ye Dingdang read them over and over again, saying, "the dense small characters are like reading the heavenly script."

She sank her divine sense into it with great skill.

Boom!

Her brain seemed to explode, and countless messages poured in, and words seemed to have life and penetrated her brain.

Ye Dingdang, who has seen high-end goods, can see the extraordinary features of this magic skill at a glance, and can't help but immerse himself in it.

Other people came, all curious to see the dazed ye Dingdang, which is different from her startled and fiery character, what happened in the end?

Tang Zheng said with a smile, "I have created a magic skill. She is testing the real level for me."

Fu Yao, the daughter of nine heavens, volunteered and said, "let me have a look."

With a wave of Tang Zheng's hand, Yu Jian flies out of Ye Dingdang's hand and falls into the hand of nine heavenly Xuannv. She immediately immerses herself in it, as if it were the second ye Dingdang. Her expression is frozen and she directly stops.

"Let me see."

Other people realized that there must be a mystery in it. They were unwilling to fall behind. They all wanted to see the real face of jade slips.

A moment later, Li Xiaotian, Liu Qingmei and Wu are all alike and petrified.

Fang Shishi looks at the unique scenery and smiles.

"Tang Zheng, I've heard that you have created your own magic power. Let me have a look at how you look good." The voice of the emperor came from afar. As soon as the voice fell, he was standing in front of all the people.

When I saw how many women looked, I was surprised and asked, "what happened to them?"

"They looked at my jade slips."

Tang Zheng pointed a little, and the jade slips flew into the hands of the emperor. The emperor looked up and said with doubts, "your own magic power is in the jade slips. Is there such an exaggerated effect?"

Fang Shishi said with a smile: "emperor, you can tell by reading it."

"Hey." When the emperor saw it, he was delighted and said, "when I learned the book of heaven, it was so exquisite and profound that I could be calm and calm. I didn't see any storm."

Fang Shishi joked: "don't talk too early."

The emperor stopped talking, and his mind sank into the jade slips. His response was indeed better than that of several women. But at any time, his expression became more and more wonderful.

All kinds of complex emotions climbed up his face, he seemed to be performing face changing, which was more wonderful than a few women's dull expressions.

Poop!

Fang Shushi could not help laughing, pinched Tang Zheng's arm and said, "look at what you have done, and make so many people look ugly."Tang Zheng couldn't help crying and laughing: "I didn't know it would be like this."

"Don't you know the greatness of your own magic power? Hum, I think you sincerely want to make everyone look ugly. " Fang's poems are full of complaints.

Tang Zheng sighed and said, "I'm really more unjust than dou'e."

Fang said to himself, "I only read a little, and they have been shocked. They have seen so much, and the shock to the mind and spirit is more intense, especially the emperor of heaven. He has the highest accomplishments, certainly the most, and the change of mood is more complicated."

Tang Zheng looks at the emperor of heaven. The emperor of heaven's accomplishments have also been promoted from Mahayana Jiupin to the holy land. During this period of time, he must have practiced very hard with good results.

Now, in the whole world, except for him, there are two holy land experts, the king of Tibet and the emperor of heaven.

"My cultivation is still shallow. I can't see the whole picture of this magic power. I don't know what its greatest function is?" Fang's poems are ingenious in mind. It is natural to guess that Tang Zheng will not create his own magic power for no reason. He must have profound intention.

Tang Zheng's face was full of praise, saying, "poetry is dazzling, and more and more intelligent."

Fang's poems gave him a wide stare and said, "don't praise me, I will be proud."

Tang Zheng laughed and said, "then I tell you, this is the shortcut to becoming a God. Do you believe it?"

Fang's poetry was full of emotion and exclaimed, "this can be cultivated into a God?" The expression as like as two peas in

's poetry, muttered to himself, "God is not a shortcut, but is it not within reach?"

Tang Zheng took her hand with a smile and said, "it's within reach, isn't it a very simple thing?"

Fang Shishi took a look at him. Of course, she knew that Tang Zheng had become a God, which means that other people can reach the realm of becoming a God, and then God is no longer high.

This is a subversion of the world.

It's hard to imagine Fang's poetry admiring Tang Zheng. At the beginning, the elegant young man would come to this step. It's not just subverting the world, but benefiting the world.