The decree from above is something that not every person in the small world can receive.

Only after ranking in the top 1,000 can you be qualified to enjoy,

Unfortunately, the monks had no surprise on their faces when they received the imperial edict at this moment, but instead they seemed to have encountered a hot potato.

After a moment, Zichuan and others finished reading the order, their faces became very ugly for a moment.

"Whatever you say, Brother Mu Yuan, it is imperative to calculate the true identity of the playboy, otherwise we will really have to hand over the quota to become an immortal!"

Zichuan's voice was filled with a hint of prayer.

It turns out that the content of this decree is exactly what they said before.

"That's right, Master Mu Yuan, if we can determine the identity of that guy, we still have the confidence. If we can't..."

"Master Muyuan, that guy must be fake. I just guess that he will not be backfired by the way of heaven..."

"Master Muyuan is the most outstanding calculator in the Fushan Realm since ancient times, so he is naturally better than others."

A monk was anxious to speak and there was a hint of fleshy pain on his face.

They even have to prepare for a place to become an immortal for decades. Now they have to send it out several at a time, so it would be strange if they don’t feel sorry for them.

After being silent for a long time, Mu Yuan finally showed a hesitation on her face.

"Since that's the case, I'll try it, but..."

"It's great, it's noisy here, let's change to a quiet place." Zichuan hurriedly spoke when he saw that there was a show.

Just like that, half an hour later,

An altar was arranged in a quiet courtyard, with many small apricot and yellow flags on it, and a pair of jade ox horns were placed on the table.

"Day….a%￥￥…%&()"

At this time, Muyuan had already changed into a colorful robe.

I saw him muttering something, holding a copper coin sword in his hand and constantly drawing something in the air. There was also a burning talisman on the tip of the sword.

After half an incense stick,

Mu Yuan suddenly stumbled and shouted, "Open it for me..."

Swish!

Everyone's intuition made their eyes blurry, and then there was something like a light curtain in front of them, with colorful light flowing on it.

At this time, Mu Yuan's expression became even more serious. He first bowed to the jade horn three times before he picked it up gently.

"Luo..."

After a moment of silence in his mind, he began to meditate on the appearance of that playboy.

Not only that, Mu Yuan also tried to write the word Luo on the light curtain.

However, he just slapped his horns on the light curtain, and his face turned pale immediately, as if he had suffered some heavy blow in his heart.

"Closed for me!"

Mu Yuan's eyes showed a hint of cruelty, and he pressed the horns onto the light curtain.

However, the next moment, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he vomited a mouthful of essence and blood, and fainted.

There was still no trace of the handwriting on the light curtain.

"Brother Muyuan..."

"Master Muyuan..." Seeing this, Zichuan and others rushed up quickly.

After a full incense stick, Mu Yuan woke up quietly.

"I disappoint you. My cultivation is too shallow, and I don't even have the qualification to calculate the authenticity of him..."

"What? Not qualified?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't hide a trace of disappointment in their eyes. So, wouldn't it mean that no one could expose the fake?

Thinking of this, the few people shook their heads with a wry smile.

Just as they showed helplessness, Mu Yuan's next words ignited their hope again.

"Although I am not qualified to judge that person, what is certain is that Yunmeng's young master is definitely a fake!"

"Yeah? It's fake?" Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Didn’t Taoist Mu Yuan completely fainted just now? Why can he still tell whether it is true or false?

"Actually, when the figure of that playboy appeared in my mind, I was already sure. After all, I couldn't even write my true body name, so how could that figure appear in my mind..." Taoist Mu Yuan said with emotion.

"Yeah? The name of the real body? No! Yes! Yes! Look at my brain! Although I don't know what the person named after his reincarnation, there is one thing that can be confirmed! Hahahahaha!"

At this moment, Mu Yuan suddenly thought of something and screamed excitedly, while constantly patting his forehead.

He is not like the leader of a small world now, but rather like a madman.

"What's wrong? Taoist Master Muyuan?"

Zichuan and others became more and more confused as they watched. The only thing they could guess was that Mu Yuan seemed to know something.

As a result, Mu Yuan was crazy for half an hour and still didn't stop. Zichuan and others couldn't help it and finally spoke.

"Master, what is it that is certain?"

"Hahaha, let me tell you, the first stroke in the surname of that reincarnation is a dot! This is the point you can confirm!"

“……………….”

When Zichuan and others heard this, they were speechless. They thought it was something, but they didn't expect it to be sure of it.

In fact, what they don't know is that there are so many warlocks who are calculating, but they can't get any news at all.

It is already very difficult for Mu Yuan to guess this.

On the other side, in a colorful world, countless golden halls, auspicious clouds float in the air, and auspicious beasts fly by from time to time, which looks very extraordinary.

At this moment, in a side hall covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, a man in colorful clothes suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into the ground unconsciously.

Judging from his appearance and the arrangement in the hall, he was obviously doing the same thing as Mu Yuan.

After a long time, the man in color slowly got up, "It took me a thousand years of life to guess this information, it's really..."

While talking to himself, the man looked at the light curtain in front of him.

I saw that there were only two black dots written on the light curtain at this moment, and there was nothing else.

"Leng? Luo? Feng? Chi? You? What's your surname?"

After muttering to himself, the man got up with difficulty and began to adjust his breathing.

At this moment, in Xiyao Realm, Chonglou sat upright on the main seat of the Wuliang Sword Palace Hall. Xi Chu, the former head of the Sword Palace, was kneeling in the middle of the hall, looking very miserable.

Of course, all of this was Leng Yan's arrangement.

"Sir, sir, I know my mistakes and will never do evil again! Everything before was done by Xi Xuan instructed me!"

At this moment, Xi Chu kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

It turned out that he did not participate in the action that day, but was waiting for good news.

Clinking, there was no good news in the end, but I actually waited for such a group of killing gods to come.

When Chonglou told him that this world had been renamed the Dark World, Xi Chu had already completely understood the reason.

"If you know your mistakes are useful, you won't die!" Chonglou, who was above the main position, looked at Xi Chu and smiled coldly.

"Han Xiao, young master, this person is left to you to deal with!" Then he pointed.

When Xi Chu heard this, he was shocked and fell into Han Xiao's hands. He would undoubtedly die.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

But at this moment, Xi Chu suddenly flashed with inspiration and blurted out,

"Sir, don't kill the younger ones. The younger ones know the mystery of Mr. Leng Yan's life experience!"

"Yeah? The mystery of the master's life experience?" Chonglou, who was above the master, raised his eyebrows immediately after hearing this!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!