After finalizing all the transaction details, Matsumoto seemed a little lost.

He couldn't help but sigh, "In fact, Yuanchi never belonged to me. At most, I was a poor person wandering outside the door. What the previous master left to me was just a trivial low-level authority. As for the legacy of the previous man, it was not a slightest. I could feel that I was afraid that I had not even played out one billionth of Yuanchi's ability, but it was still the thing I cherish most in this life. I used to fantasize about relying on it to get to your position, but now looking back, I don't even know how to transfer it! I know too little about it! I hope you can be lucky than me and be able to keep going..."

This guy Matsumoto is playing tricks again, but he is not giving up now?

Don't know how to transfer permissions?

Miliancheng suddenly became embarrassed.

By the way, he didn't know much more than Matsumoto's guy. At least he didn't know how the permissions of the infinite space should be transferred... Well, that seems to be a story about a globe, but where the globe is now and what it is, Miliancheng didn't know anything.

He also asked Taoist books about this. Taoist books' answers are international practice: insufficient authority, please increase their authority...

Now that Matsumoto mentioned this issue again, he couldn't help but feel a little self-comfortable and thought: Damn, I have never thought about transferring permissions, what does this thing do?

There are too many secrets in infinite space, as numerous as a cow. Even if you want to know about some things, your poor mind cannot carry them.

This is really a shameless truth, it's so cruel!

"Dao Shu, how should the authority of the Yuanchi be transferred?"

If you don’t decide to ask Baidu, it’s not right, but it’s a Taoist book. Mi Liancheng has already used this skill quite proficiently.

Dao Shu did not answer immediately, and a row of red handwriting was clearly displayed on it: It was not related to the presence of the idle people, and this issue involving the core secrets of infinite space will not be discussed for the time being.

When Matsumoto saw this line of fonts, his eyes turned red. He roared angryly. I am still the master of Yuanchi now. You just despise me so much? If you don’t look at monks and Buddha’s faces, you have to look at the master even if you beat a dog!

No, it should be said that you have to look at the dog when you beat the owner!

But he was not stupid either. He roared in his heart, and he didn't spit out a word.

It is obvious that this book is a holy weapon of the same level as the Yuanchi. The difference is that if the Yuanchi is to be kept in the warehouse, then the book is obviously the role of a housekeeper. According to the habits of human society, the status of the Taoist book should be slightly better in terms of its authority.

In the future, we will have to make a living in an infinite space. Such a big-name butler can't afford to mess with him. If you feel frustrated, you can only hold it in your heart!

However, although Taoist scripture has always despised and ignored these lower creatures and the faint context in its tone gave Matsumoto a strong spiritual trauma, after all, letting the Yuanchi return to its position was its strong desire, so it automatically took action without Mi Liancheng urging it.

A faint light, the surface of Taoist books that have always seemed extremely simple, rose up, as if thousands of threads were weaving something finely.

In a moment, a volume of words appeared in the light.

This volume of documents looks very magical at first glance. The foundation is that the tone of the universe is as vast and deep as dark as the starry sky. At first glance, people seem to have their eyes collapsed deeply and unable to extricate themselves, and even their whole body and mind cannot help but pour it into it.

But a font woven by the silver starlight made people struggle out of the unexciting collapse, accompanied by the strong sense of existence of the font, like the sea of ​​stars, and the mystery and rules of the universe are hidden in the vast and dead silence.

The text is extremely complex, with only one font, but there are probably hundreds of thousands of strokes, countless colorful base points, and the twisted lines are even constantly changing. Each base point, if you look closely, it looks like a ray of starlight in the starry sky and a planet.

All of this is not completely meaningless.

It concerns the ownership of the holy artifacts such as Yuanchi. This text is written and witnessed by all the rules of this universe. The meanings in it are extremely complex and obscure, and it is by no means comparable to or described by ordinary texts.

Like the divine text of the true god, even if their words and fonts are compared, there is a gap that can be explained inexplicably, and it is completely incomparable. If this text is equivalent to the female master's picture, then the divine text is compared with the shoddy napkin printed on a machine.

The whole font is like an extremely magnificent picture, which is very complicated to say and looks very eye-catching. However, if the retrieval of the text shows its most realistic artistic conception, it can actually be summarized in one sentence: I-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

As soon as Matsumoto and Mi Liancheng saw this text, they were fascinated by it. They were unable to come back to their senses for a long time. Their faces were sometimes confused and sometimes shocked, as if they had seen the martial arts master who had seen the peerless secret book, and as if they had seen the hungry wolf among the four beauties. They were so hungry that they were unimaginable that they were almost scratching their heads.

In fact, it’s no wonder that these two people have shallow eyes. Don’t think that this is just a mere text, but the rules and mysteries it involves are not necessarily capable of writing even if they are transcendents at the Golden Immortal level.

Visualizing according to this picture is not inferior to the visual scriptures of some peerless gods. It is like a list of the necessary subjects to achieve the master of creation. Although it cannot become the master of creation, at least it has the direction of effort, and its rareness can be seen.

It is produced independently in Unlimited Space, especially from the hands of Taoist books. How could it be just a simple ordinary product? Even if it is a volume of documents sold on the body, people will worship it!

Mi Liancheng has been well-informed recently and has eaten countless meals, and is almost indigestion. So he quickly woke up from the loss of mind. After he carefully savored it, he finally simplified the traditional and understood the true meaning of this document. The sweat of the bean ding on his forehead was almost coming out!

This is simply too much...

He couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But I saw another line of text on the Taoist book: After reading it, you should sign it quickly!

Mi Liancheng quickly looked serious and touched the surface of the document. With a thought, a fingerprint containing his breath was automatically printed on the document.

The document flew out automatically and went directly to Matsumoto's eyes along the light screen between the two.

Matsumoto was still immersed in it, but after a long time, he came to his senses. After savoring it, his face suddenly became extremely ugly: Damn, this is actually a volume of "property transfer procedures"!

Forget it, it’s no point in struggling any more, it’s just annoying.

He immediately put his hand on the document, and with a thought, he rubbed a fingerprint on the document again.

However, unlike Miliancheng's rubbing, Matsumoto's handprint had just been pressed on the document, and the entire Yuanchi immediately responded.

The biggest reaction was that Matsumoto lost his mind almost immediately and was immediately bound in the inner space of the Yuanchi. His expression was frozen at the last moment, and there was an indelible loss in the dim sadness.

Matsumoto's expression at that moment was deeply imprinted in Miliancheng's heart. This is the sorrow of a primary authority. If the authority is in it, it has certain power. Once the authority is not in it, all preferential treatment will be taken away without a trace of sympathy and pity.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the attitude of these holy tools. They were already eternal and immortal existences, and they shouldered special responsibilities and obligations. If a primary authority like himself had no chance to deal with him, he would not even have the opportunity to deal with him.

Just like a powerful minister in a feudal dynasty, how could he be sincerely loyal to an emperor like a baby? His superficial obedience is only due to the maintenance of the system. No matter how much there is, there will be nothing left.

What's more, if you really want to talk about it, those with primary authority can only be considered princes and grandsons at most, and there is still a gap between them and the emperor's position.

The inside and outside of the source pool are changing violently, and the large sea of ​​matter it suppresses has been greatly affected in the adjustment. An unimaginable wave of matter is formed, and a cosmic storm that has affected infinitely far-reaching is immediately launched in the normal universe interface.

The supernova exploded, the black hole collapsed to its extreme and turned into a white hole, countless star domains were affected, and countless civilizations either died silently in the mutation of the starry sky environment, or were forced to leave their hometowns and wander in the endless universe.

Some extremely powerful monsters were also awakened by the vibration. They were either in groups of monsters that were difficult to calculate, or single-handedly powerful alien species. Once these monsters living in the universe woke up from their sleep, they began to eat, which seemed to never stop. Some swept across countless rivers, completely swallowing up all the planetary systems, leaving behind a desolate silence in the starry sky, while others simply remained in place. With a big mouth, countless planets would automatically roll into their mouths. It was simply an unimaginable catastrophe.

Some civilizations with technologically beyond imagination had to be forced to evacuate. In this cosmic starry sky, a drastic change suddenly arrived without any warning.

Mi Liancheng didn't know that just a transfer of authority from the Source Pool could actually bring such an unimaginable disaster in the universe. He just faintly felt that under the influence of some indescribable mechanism, his breath touched a faint unimaginable breath. He seemed to see the shadow of a thin boy in a trance, and then the aura of the boy was crushed to nothing in an instant.

A new authority imprint was created. In the deepest part of the infinite space, a three-legged and two-eared cauldron quietly appeared on the banks of Taoist books. In an instant, the entire infinite space became different!

ps: Thank you Xiaoting! Thank you Qi Wei for falling! Thank you for your leisure!

Also, the second chapter is being written, and it may be a little later.
Chapter completed!