"In 20,000 AD in the ancient world, a fragment of the world hit the edge of the ancient world, causing great turmoil. I went to check it out, but was sucked in by the fragment of the world. Although it was accompanied by a great crisis, I also obtained countless treasures from heaven and earth, including one.
Chaos weapon, I like it very much!"
"In the ancient world of 23,000 AD, I went to the holy Taoist temple. Here, countless saints were discussing the Tao. I asked three of them for the laws of the Tao. They refused to give them. I killed them on the way. I took down the three Tao and stored them in the
Tower of Destiny.”
"In the ancient world of 26,000 AD, I once again entered a turbid world fragment, killed thirty-eight saints, retained the thirty-eight principles of the great road, and placed them in the Tower of Destiny."
"Twenty-eight thousand years ago in the ancient world..."
"Thirty-one thousand years ago in the ancient world..."
"Thirty-three thousand years ago in the ancient world..."
The images of Yaochi are constantly being projected. I don’t know how many battles I have experienced, I don’t know how many times I have been bruised and bruised, and I have narrowly escaped death every time. I have only seen a struggle between life and death.
That dazzling figure stood in the void again and again, killing saints, seizing opportunities, and entering forbidden places...
Most of the magic weapons that he captured were stored in the Tower of Destiny. He also escaped from death many times. During the decisive battle with the saint, he sealed his laws and placed them in the Tower of Destiny.
At the end, I don’t know how many times I watched the projection, and Yaochi’s figure gradually became blurry.
The jade butterfly in front of him also turned into powder with the sound of being touched.
Wang Shuo looked at Yaochi who was sitting next to him and his body was gradually disappearing. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab it, but...
Nothing was caught.
"Master, there are two hundred and twenty-three saints' laws in the Destiny Tower. It was Yaochi who killed two hundred and twenty-three saints along the way. When he followed the master, he learned that the master had
There are three thousand laws. I hope these laws of great saints will be useful to Master..."
"In the Tower of Destiny, there are countless miraculous elixirs and innate spiritual herbs, all of which are gifts prepared for Master. I really miss the fruit wine made by Master. Unfortunately, no matter how Yaochi makes it, it doesn't taste like Master's."
"Master, I'm leaving. I don't know when I can see you again."
Wow~
The shadow finally broke into pieces, turned into bits of starlight, and disappeared before Wang Shuo's eyes.
Wang Shuo opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Finally he stood up and walked to the front of the altar, where there was a tray. On the tray, there were two hundred and twenty-three beads of different colors placed around it.
Every bead is the sealed law of a saint.
Wang Shuo casually picked up one of the beads, and the bead turned into flowing light and poured into his body. The light turned into pieces of laws, as if there was a person killing him in Wang Shuo's mind.
"The great way of a soldier is to dissolve the weapon into one's own body and turn one's body into a weapon. There is no need for a weapon. You are the weapon yourself."
This is a savage man, wearing animal skins, standing between heaven and earth. There are corpses under his feet as he walks.
The road to war is his law.
Wang Shuo also felt that his body had changed at the moment when the breath of law was born...
A mysterious aura began to merge with his body and soul...
The divine pattern of the great avenue outside shone with a golden luster. In that luster, an aura that had come from nothing in Wang Shuo's body was rising!
But when they arrived at Quasi-Sage, this aura still didn't stop.
The early stage of Quasi-Saint, the middle stage of Quasi-Saint... Finally, with a roar in the body, he entered the late stage of Quasi-Saint.
The law of weapons in the first bead was integrated into Wang Shuo's body, creating a great avenue.
Moreover, the Law of Soldiers has reached the quasi-sage late stage.
"It's a pity that the sealed Saint's Avenue was damaged a lot when it was collected. In addition, Yaochi's methods were a bit rough. As 280,000 years passed, not even one of them was left alive..."
Wang Shuo shook his head and then laughed. This is just one of the great ways. There are two hundred and twenty-two more here. If he uses them all, he will have two hundred and twenty-two laws. If these laws are all used, they will all become quasi-sages.
So with these laws, he can kill the saint!
Thinking of this, Wang Shuo couldn't wait and started to grab these beads.
One, two, three...ten...twenty...
As time passed bit by bit, Wang Shuo's frequency of using these beads became faster and faster.
He has acquired more and more laws and avenues, and the aura on his body seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
He is not a saint, but the energy in his body is more terrifying than that of a saint!
Around Wang Shuo's body, when he was using beads to understand the laws, countless torrents of great laws formed, surrounding him and turning into a whirlpool.
In the vortex, each breath of the avenue represents a color, and each color has only a gloss as thick as a finger.
And in this vortex, there are already dozens of gathering laws!
This number is still increasing!
Wang Shuo closed his eyes tightly, and the tray holding beads in front of him slowly floated in the breath.
Qi machine...
It’s getting more and more terrifying!
Wang Shuo is sometimes like an ancient Buddha, with incomparable majesty, as if he has seen all the warmth and coldness of the world, attained enlightenment and become a Buddha.
Sometimes, like a butcher, blood suddenly appears on his body, and the boundless evil spirit makes all living things tremble and everything flees.
Sometimes he is like a good person who has done good deeds, is extremely kind and gentle, and treats everyone with that kind smile.
Sometimes, he is a cold and callous person, killing people and stealing treasures, and does all kinds of evil.
Many temperaments are constantly changing. The tray in Wang Shuo's hand has fewer and fewer beads, and less than half of it has been used.
Time outside has been passing by, and it has been scattered for hundreds of years.
Ning Rou'er, who was waiting outside, was running around anxiously. She had been in for so long, but Wang Shuo still didn't move. She really didn't know what to do.
"Did something happen to him inside? I brought him in. If something happened to him, it was me who harmed him. No, should I break into this Dao pattern? But my strength is not enough to fight against the Dao pattern...
…”
Yin Rouer stamped her feet anxiously, but there was nothing she could do. She suddenly realized that even though she had the cultivation of a late saint, she was still so insignificant in front of this pattern.
When she was impatient, the golden lines above the entire tower turned into a torrent, condensing into a vortex above the tower.
The Dao pattern... is dispersing, and the location where it is dispersing is the high tower where Wang Shuo is sitting cross-legged.
Those Dao patterns have turned into endless vitality to make up for what Wang Shuo needs to realize the Dao.
These...are all arranged by Yaochi.
She searched for these Dao patterns from the horrors of fragments in various worlds, out of fear that the vitality of this world would be too scarce and her master's enlightenment would be hindered.