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Chapter 52: Teaching and learning, chasing and killing

The elegant figure flies away in the wind.

At this moment, there was no smile on Mingyu's face, his heart was a little heavy, and his eyes were full of worry.

The two closest people to him, one is entering the immeasurable catastrophe that is filled with murderous intent, and the other will also go down the mountain in the near future.

Even if Mingyu comes from the later generations, he knows that if nothing happens to the two of them, they can survive the catastrophe safely.

But under the catastrophe, are there still few variables? Who can guarantee that the outcome will be as he expected?

His appearance is a variable, a "fixed number" known as a variable, so will this "fixed number" still be a "fixed number"?

For a moment, Mingyu's thoughts were numb.

After Fuxi left Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa took out the red embroidery knife and sat under the sycamore tree.

She looked at the worried young man in front of her and said softly: "Next, you sit next to me and realize that this is the second apprenticeship ceremony I give you."

After Nuwa finished speaking, she closed her eyes.

The great river of creation rushes out, the strands of divine light of creation show the wonder of life, and the divine chain of the law of creation is woven in the void.

Then, the domineering, fierce and powerful sword energy spread in all directions, and the intention of annihilation rushed towards him.

Mingyu sat firmly beside Nuwa, observing with his eyes, understanding with his mind, and understanding with his heart.

There is no verbal communication between the two, but this does not hinder the teaching and learning between master and disciple.

The master leads me in, and cultivation is personal.

Mingyu has already chosen his own path, and what Nuwa has to do is to use her own path as a reference for him to learn from. How much he can realize is all up to him, and Nuwa won't care about it now.

Now she is performing Taoism to teach, and she is also performing Taoism to build momentum.

The moment the momentum is achieved, it’s time to go down the mountain!

When Mingyu observes the great road of creation, he sees myriads of vitality; when he looks at the great road of swords, he sees the destruction of all living beings.

Creation is life, and the sword is death; life can be yang, and death can be yin; the rotation of yin and yang is infinitely interesting, and the companionship of life and death is endless magic.

In Mingyu's white spiritual platform world, the Tao tree of life shines brightly. Under the Tao tree, in the yin and yang soil, there is an inversion of the power of yin and yang.

Under the yin and yang soil, corresponding to the tree of life, a tree of death, representing death, is quietly growing.

The transformation of yin and yang is to control life, and the transformation of life and death is to control life.

At this moment, Mingyu's understanding of the avenue of life goes one step further!

Even if Nuwa didn't open her eyes, she could still feel the changes in Mingyu.

There was a smile on her lips.

This is good. Then she can go down the mountain with peace of mind.

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In the 30,000th year after Fuxi came down from the mountain, the war spread to the southwest of the ancient world, and this land that seemed like another world finally encountered the flames of war.

The war continues to spread, and one ethnic group continues to advance.

In a valley, the Taoist in blood seemed to have discovered something new and was studying it endlessly. However, his breath was a little weak.

"Senior Pan Wang, isn't it reliable? Didn't you just say that feeding some blood water is enough? How many thousands of years has Pindao been feeding this cicada? Why does it feel like this golden cicada hasn't been fed yet?"

The blood-clothed Taoist dropped the newly discovered strange object on his finger, took out the golden cicada from his sleeve, looked at it carefully for a moment, and sighed helplessly.

He is a majestic Luo Jinxian, but he feels like he is almost being sucked dry by this golden cicada. How can he reason with this?

If Taoist Taoist in Blood Clothes hadn't secretly sensed that the golden cicada was really useful, he would have given up on feeding it long ago.

But then I thought about how I had already fed so much blood, and if I gave up now, Taoist Taoist Xue Yi would feel a little bit sick in his liver.

So it was wasted like this, but he really didn't expect that it would take so long.

Just when the bloody-robed Taoist had a headache, murderous intent suddenly appeared. The bloody-robed Taoist was not angry but happy.

"Hahahaha, I'm so confused. Who said you need to use your own blood? Isn't it okay to have it delivered to your door?"

Where is my fellow Taoist? Come out quickly and let Pindao see if you have enough blood in your body!"

The blood-robed Taoist is looking for the enemy happily with a killing sword in his hand, and is extremely arrogant.

The creatures in the dark have obviously never seen such an arrogant prey, and they are suspicious and think it is a trick.

You're about to turn around and leave, so why stick to this one place when you can't find another place?

But if he wants to leave, the Taoist in Blood Clothes will not let him go.

The Taoist in blood-clothed sword slashed at him with his left hand, forcing him to show up.

"Hey! Fellow Taoist, what kind of breed is this? Is it big? Let Pindao cut two swords and observe."

Seeing that he was in a Taoist state, the Taoist in blood clothes could not clearly see his true form for a while, so he shouted loudly.

The creature struck out with one hand, golden light suddenly appeared, then turned around and ran away.

The Taoist in blood clothes stepped on the red lotus to protect himself and chased after him. While chasing, he shouted:

"Fellow Taoist, don't run away. Don't be afraid. Pindao is very talkative. He just wants to ask for some blood from his fellow Taoist."

When the creatures heard the words, they tore apart the space and ran away with all their strength.

For a while, the Taoist in blood clothes really couldn't catch up.

But he finally came across a blood bag delivered to his door. Can the Taoist in Blood Clothes make him run away?

Swinging Yuantu Abi's two killing swords, he slashed into the void, and the void continued to flee towards the living creatures.

"Fellow Taoist, don't run away. There is a way to survive in this place!"

Seeing the Taoist in blood-clothed pursuit, the creatures in front hurriedly activated their tokens to send messages.

A powerful force came from afar, and a huge alien beast rose into the sky and roared.

The whole body is red, like a leopard, with five tails shaking to break up the floating clouds, and a single horn containing great power, as if it is going to pierce the sky.

When the creatures saw the strange beast, they hurriedly shouted: "Marshal!"

When the alien beast saw the leader of the tribe being chased, the one-horned divine light shone, blocking the killing sword and saving him.

"Roar!"

With a roar, he stopped the Taoist in blood.

The Taoist in blood-clothed eyes looked solemn when he saw the strange beast.

"hideous?"

Da Luo eighth level cultivation?

The blood-clothed Taoist saw the murderous tribal army behind him again.

He licked his dry lips, and there was excitement in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Pindao actually hates beating and killing.

"Fellow Taoist, this body is not bad! Pindao has been very short of blood and water recently, why don't you lend me some?"

The blood-clothed Taoist was full of murderous aura and looked straight at the ferocious king in front of him.

King Xie couldn't understand what the Taoist in front of him who was determined to seek death was saying, but that didn't stop him from clearing the obstacles that hindered the advancement of the tribe.

The single horn on his head was like a divine sword being drawn out of its sheath, and bursts of divine light struck at the blood-robed Taoist.

The blood-clothed Taoist Yuan Tu slashed out, a burst of sword energy shattered the divine light, and Abi sacrificed his murderous aura.

The roar of the ferocious king continued, and the sound contained magical power. It was the sound of the great avenue, and the space was distorted.

The red lotus fire at the feet of the blood-clothed karma surges to the sky, rolling back in all directions, but the sound of the Tao in the ten directions cannot stop it.

"Ho ho ho!"

The army of ethnic groups below roared continuously, their sound shook the world, and their momentum was menacing.

The power from the race is blessed on the Fero King, and a mighty power emanates from the inside to the outside.

The ferocious king stepped onto the Nine Heavens with one breath, and the power of the Nine Heavens crushed the Taoist in blood from top to bottom.

The blood-clothed Taoist slashed the sky with two swords, one sword and one heaven. He fired nine swords in a row, and the ferocious king of the nine heavens was struck with power.

The ferocious king roared repeatedly and landed on the earth, using the endless power of the earth to its advantage.

The ground cracked and water appeared, and the water turned into rivers and rushed into the sky, with the intention of extinguishing the red lotus fire.

The bloody-robed Taoist couldn't stop laughing. Earth and water extinguish karma and fire? It's a good idea, but it's just a bit short-sighted!

The fire of karma burns the body and the karma. The greater the karma, the stronger the fire of karma!

The ferocious king is a living being in a calamity, how can his karma be reduced?

The killing force surged out from the void, struck directly at the blood-clothes, and came through the endless fire of karma.

The blood-clothed Taoist's soul was in full swing, and he quickly protected the killing sword in front of him to block it!

"boom!"

The bloody-robed Taoist retreated crazily.

A woman in white flashed past in the void, and immediately disappeared after failing to hit her.

"Ferocious?"

The blood-clothed Taoist held a killing sword and looked at the void in all directions. Their ferocious faces were combined, one bright and one dark. This was going to be difficult.


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