Everything in the world should be conserved.

All things in the world should abide by this law.

Yu Shangrong suddenly felt that it was a very wise decision that he decisively chopped lotus at the beginning... although it was full of dangers and even pain.

After cutting lotus, absorbing fate, it seems that there is no need to suffer such pain.

Yu Shangrong smiled indifferently: "I'll wait for you."

He jumped and flew to the old city wall, looking around.

The endless night sky cannot even see the stars.

The ruins under the night are filled with dead silence and strange aura.

Yu Zhenghai's Dharma body is like a bright lamp under the night sky, providing a little brightness.

He looked at the south side of the city wall, his body was shaking, his speed was as fast as lightning, and he arrived fifty meters away, and flew back again...

"Full Liangqu speed?" Yu Shangrong was surprised.

Anyway, I'm idle.

It's better to practice swordsmanship.

Yu Shangrong stepped on the ruined city wall with one foot and soared straight into the sky.

Come to the sky.

Yu Shangrong closed his eyes slightly.

The sword of immortality in the arms remains motionless.

"Staying the storm."

Dingfengbo is the move that Luzhou used in front of the Nine-Level Holy Palace of Sikong Beichen, "All things are swords, no swords". Without relying on external objects, he can condense his energy into a sword energy.

Thoughts move slightly.

There was a buzzing sound from all directions.

Sword auras were suspended in the air.

When his eyes opened, more than 100,000 sword auras appeared in the sky.

The sword aura gathered together like a plate, spinning all over the sky, and the sword tips were consistently facing the outside.

Buzz —————

The speed of rotation is amazing.

Yu Shangrong jumped down and swooped down.

More than 100,000 sword auras also dived down as he controlled.

A dilapidated city tower in front collapsed instantly under the baptism of swords.

"It's still a little bit bad."

Yu Shangrong was not very satisfied with this result, but instead controlled the sword energy and flew towards the south.

More than 100,000 sword auras look like long dragons...

"Shuilong Yin?" Yu Shangrong smiled softly, "But this is still a bit worse than Ding Fengbo."

This move is indeed very similar to the water dragon roar used by Yu Zhenghai.

But he soon noticed that doing so was a bit too conspicuous.

A certain figure.

More than 100,000 sword auras disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Is this the realm of fate?"

He felt that his current power belonged to the realm of fate.

After absorbing two fate patterns, the reaction, speed, strength, and control have been much stronger than before.

The body of Dharma is the same as the cave of the Hundred Tribulations.

The lotus leaves have a little more blue color.

Everything returns to silence, under the night sky.

Yu Shangrong floats in the sky, and the night wind blows on his green robe.

He looked at Yu Zhenghai below...

Yu Zhenghai's expression became more and more painful.

But he was not worried.

If you experience pain, no one in the Magic Heaven Pavilion can match the sea.

He suffered countless hardships throughout his life. For him, this pain was just a little more rugged obstacles on the smooth road.

...

Demon Heaven Pavilion.

East Pavilion.

When Luzhou saw Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai successfully attacking Qianjie, he did not continue to watch.

Instead, we find a way to pass this message to Zhuhonggong.

Zhu Hong did not know how to use talisman paper, nor did he know the contact formation used by Motian Pavilion or Si Wuya.

Lu Li temporarily lost his cultivation level, and even if he understood, he could not portray the formation.

Luzhou silently recites the magical powers of the Heavenly Book.

The scene in front of you changes-

"Is it really impossible to condense the Thousand Realms?" Zhu Honggong looked at Lu Li sitting opposite him indifferently and said.

"It's impossible not to have no, there must be a way."

In front of Lu Li, there were all kinds of hearts of life and two hearts of fate.

"In fact, it's good not to condense the thousand worlds, it's comfortable here..." Zhu Hong said with a smile.

"You're coming again?"

"Okay, okay... I promised you, I will definitely do it. But I can't condense the thousand realms, so I can't blame me..." Zhu Hong said.

"You become stronger for yourself, and the benefits are all for you, not for me. I still need to teach you this truth?" Lu Li gave him a blank look and said seriously, "I don't know what your master taught you. It's really a waste of your good material. A strict teacher will be a high disciple. If you followed me since childhood, you would have been a strong man with eight fates now. A mediocre teacher will be an lazy disciple. What a pity..."

"Old Lu, you dare to arrange my master like this?"

After a long time of getting along, the relationship between the two has also brought it closer. Zhu Honggong has long been used to calling him "Lao Lu".

Lu Li ignored him.

Zhu Hong said together: "My master is the number one master in the Golden Lotus Realm and the master of the Motian Pavilion. I have ten disciples of the Motian Pavilion, all of whom are famous people."

"You are quite respectful to your teachers."

"It's a must." Zhu Honggong sighed, "You may not know that I have been very poor since childhood. My father was also the leader of the ancient sages, and I couldn't let me enter the practice. My master solved this problem and also allowed me to practice the Nine Tribulations Thunder Gang. Although it lost a lot of life, the lifespan obtained through practice was balanced with it. I am very grateful to my master..."

"That's because you have a strong emptiness." Lu Li said.

"How do you know that this Taixu was not given by my master?" Zhu Hong said with a smile.

Lu Li: "..."

This sentence surprised him.

Yes, how do you know that Taixu was not given by his master?

Si Wuya has Taixu, Zhu Hong also has Taixu... Lu Li has also learned about Motian Pavilion during the time he was with him, and then he realized that all his fellow disciples have extraordinary talent in their practice. Who would be the one who can surpass those who have Taixu in practice?

There is only one possibility - everyone in Motian Pavilion has Taixu!

"I suspect that your master... comes from Taixu." Lu Li said.

"It's Taixu again, I'm tired of hearing it! When can you make sure of my efforts?"

"Okay, you know how to eat every day... all those increased cultivation levels are achieved?" Lu Li suddenly stood up, "Wait."

"What's wrong?"

"eat?"

He picked up his destiny, looked at Zhu Honggong seriously, and said, "Maybe this method can be tried...eat it."

The Hongs: "..."

call!

The floods all looked like a gust of wind and disappeared.

Lu Li frowned and said, "Yes, it's so big and so strong, it's so full. Slice it? Crush it and make porridge? Or... absorb it? Zhu Honggong, come back... I thought of another good way!"
To be continued...