In the fast-flowing river, Zhang Wu dived at the bottom of the river and wandered with the current, feeling comfortable.
Di Yi's growth rate far exceeded his expectations. He became a supreme master before he was sixty years old, which was unparalleled.
Now that he has formatted this guy, eliminated the serious trouble, and replaced himself as the immortal Zhang Wu, the pressure has been reduced drastically, and he suddenly feels that life is extremely beautiful.
As for why Di Yi was able to practice so quickly, it was naturally due to Taishang Wangqing.
This state is used for fighting and is absolutely invincible at the same level.
People can be frightened, frightened, surprised, and all kinds of mental changes will affect their own strength, but Taishang Wangqing will not.
But practicing with this method is truly terrifying.
For an absolutely rational god to deduce the technique, it would be equivalent to using a calculator to calculate what one plus two equals, without any difficulty at all.
No matter how profound the technique is, no matter how mysterious the way of heaven and man, there is no bottleneck when facing the Supreme Being.
It would be difficult for ordinary martial arts masters to integrate several magical skills even after exhausting their whole life, but for Di Yi, these are not a problem.
Of course, it's not a problem for Zhang Wu either.
Tianxin Jue, Immortal Jue, Life-saving Jue...
He knows everything that Di Yi knows.
However, the trump card cannot be used until a critical moment. If you show it off casually, let people find out the root cause, and attack you in a targeted manner, it is like trying to control the Emperor Yi, and it will be useless even if you let the emperor forget his feelings.
"There should be a fight on the river, right?"
Zhang Wu swam about ten miles away, crossing the underground river, until he came to a cold pool deep in the mountains, and then he performed the Tianxin Jue and surfaced.
Activate telepathy and observe Di Yi's physical condition through the demon seeds.
This man's physical strength was severely exhausted, but he was not injured. He was still running for his life. He was not doing well at all. He could not run and fight head-on.
"That's all."
Zhang Wu shook his head and gave up the idea of controlling Emperor Yi to fight Jiang Mingting.
At this moment, he had also imparted the memories of the past few decades to Di Yi, including many of the newly created peerless techniques. Apart from their cultivation level, there was no difference between the two.
This kind of perfect substitute is equivalent to an extra life and cannot be lost easily.
After swallowing three martial arts pills, Zhang Wu meditated and adjusted his breathing for a while, returning to his peak state, and then followed his mental induction to chase after him.
He does not walk in a straight line, nor does he follow the path taken by Di Yi and Jiang Mingting. He occasionally takes long detours, occasionally takes waterways, and does whatever he wants without any rules to avoid being tricked.
…
This day.
Zhang Wu passed by a small country.
After years of severe drought, the land is cracked and the people are struggling to make a living.
Instead of providing disaster relief, the government imposed exorbitant taxes and exploited people as hard as they could.
It is said that he was ordered by the emperor to collect taxes to build a star-picking tower for his favorite concubine and to pick off the moon.
So, Zhang Wu, who dressed up as the old man Tianhuang, killed the adulterer and adulterer with one blow and let them go to see the moon.
"This thing is magical."
On the stone table in the imperial garden, there was a sword box made of polished stone skin, which immediately caught Zhang Wu's attention.
His mental induction was weakened for no reason near the sword box.
After thinking about it, Zhang Wu took out Emperor Yi's jade figurine, placed it in the sword box, and closed the stone box.
In an instant, he lost his sense of the little jade figure.
With his current level of cultivation, ordinary strange stones that reverse the magnetic field of life and Feng Shui patterns that shield spiritual induction can be penetrated by the Supreme Spirit.
He has carried this little jade figure close to him all year round and has kept it warm for more than thirty years. It is like Ji Mingyu's futon and can be controlled mentally. It is separated like this, which shows how extraordinary this sword box is.
"This trip was not in vain for my heroic deeds."
Putting the sword box on his back as a box for storing his belongings, and ignoring the Ouchi guards who were immobilized around him, Zhang Wu was about to leave when he was suddenly startled.
In his mental induction, Di Yi suddenly stopped, and the stop lasted all night, and his exhausted body and mind were recovering, indicating that this guy had found a safe place.
Zhang Wu thought for a moment and couldn't think of any way to stop Jiang Mingting.
Land gods are enough to run rampant in these eight wastelands, let alone half-step human gods.
When repairing Chen Laomo, Zhang Wu had already tested it personally on Tianxuan Mountain, and the Feng Shui pattern could not stop them at all.
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Half a month later.
Zhang Wu stood on a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, with thick snow on the top, overlooking the ancient mining area below.
One look at it made his heart skip a beat, as if he heard roaring thunder in his ears. He activated the power of the Five Powers to run the Tianxin Jue like never before, concealing his powerful human energy.
He quickly took out a mahogany charm made of lightning strike wood from his arms, placed it on top of his head to shield his life magnetic field, and quickly left the top of the mountain, feeling more at ease.
Below is a huge metal mine, with jagged rocks and various strange metal blocks exposed on the surface. The mining workers have all been driven away, and only Di Yi is sitting in the black pit in the center of the mining area.
Jiang Mingting stood on the edge of the mining area, not daring to cross even a step and avoiding those metal blocks.
Even if you are a half-stepping god in the world, you must also respect and fear heaven, and cannot confront heaven and earth head-on.
He has become so powerful that the life magnetic field is so radiant that it can affect the operation of the weather. When he enters this mining area, metal triggers lightning, and he is immediately struck by lightning, and his body spontaneously combusts.
What's even more frightening is that this is the time when spring is blooming.
The human body is also affected by the four seasons. In spring, when all things flourish, the human body's Qi is at its strongest. The sound of spring thunder can frighten him.
At this time in previous years, Jiang Mingting would not go out, constricting his aura, weakening his own magnetic field, and hibernating in a cave.
"Let's see how long you can hide."
He looked up and came to the foot of a cliff. He blasted a big hole out of the cliff and sat cross-legged in it. He began to meditate against the clock to regain his strength.
Don't know at all.
Di Yi has already sent someone over.
In the blink of an eye, June has passed, and midsummer has arrived. It is the rainy season, and heavy rain has enveloped the mining area.
Emperor Yi did not move, concentrating on practicing, which was just a waste anyway.
Jiang Mingting didn't move either.
During a thunderstorm, if you are still near a metal mine, going out is asking for death.
Even Zhang Wu was hiding in a cave, breathing still, his whole body was like a rotten tree, without any breath of life.
This encounter gave him a vague understanding of heaven and earth, fortune, and solar terms, and he also made progress in his cultivation.
Until after the summer, late autumn came, thousands of trees withered, and the world became silent. Jiang Mingting finally couldn't wait any longer and had a bad premonition in his heart. He was surprised to find that the sky was covered with dark clouds and the hall turned black.
Just when he was about to take a chance and rush into the mining area to take advantage of Emperor Yi.
On the horizon, the red sun was setting in the west, and a tall figure shrouded in a five-color halo came towards him. From far to near, the sky rumbled with thunder, and Jiang Mingting was so horrified that the hair on his hair stood on end, and he retreated hundreds of feet.
If two half-human gods stand together, they will be struck by lightning!