Chapter 826 Yulong traveled eighty thousand miles and pushed across thirteen states with his fists!
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Offensive and defensive changes!
Looking down at the increasingly smaller Shuiyun Pass below him, Yang Yu's eyes became cold.
Different from the perception of the world and even Wei Zhengxian and others, he never thought that he was a reckless man.
On the contrary, in his heart, he believed that he was an extremely stable person.
Especially after digesting Yang Ni's twelve years of experience in the mirage realm, he felt more and more like this.
Compared with Yang Ni, he is not only stable, but can even be called "elegant and easy-going".
However, in the past thirty years or so, many times it was not up to him to be calm and steady.
Liu Wenpeng, Hanba, Nie Wendong, Emperor Qianheng, Black Mountain Old Demon, Liansheng Old Woman...
None of these enemies are ordinary. If he were really calm and steady, he would be afraid that his bones would have been cold by now.
Just like the pity old woman, the "seven nail-headed arrows" in Dayan Mountain have been hanging for five years, how can he survive safely?
But he still pushed himself to the limit of what he could do.
He pushed everything he could practice and polish to the limit.
At this moment, when Dayan Mountain is leveled and Lu Chen is in hiding, it is the time for him to leave seclusion!
"White mountains and black waters..."
Yang Prison raised his eyes.
In his eyes, the energy flowed, as if there were light and shadows outlining it, and the wind and snow in the sky seemed to be penetrated by him until they were very far away.
It seems to be a moment, or it may not be a moment at all.
In his eyes, a newly built city, a frozen river, and an ancient sacred mountain were reflected.
And the figure at the highest point in the city under the shadow of the sacred mountain.
The man was sitting quietly on the high platform, his breath seemed to be the same as that of the entire snowfield, indescribably vast and sacred.
"Old demon from Montenegro!"
Yang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
The words of Hanyue Sanren, Wang Muzhi and others could not help but circulate in his mind.
Three levels are broken, the artifact moves north, three hundred years of natural changes, seven kills, Beidou...
Not only Hanyue Sanren, but also Wang Muzhi and even Liansheng, an old woman, seemed to have had similar prophecies.
Three hundred years later, Beidou came out with Qisha...
Zheng~
At this moment, the two-edged sword seemed to be aware of it, and it was suddenly unsheathed half an inch. The dull light of the sword was like the bloodthirsty eyes of a greedy wolf.
Sha Po Lang is shaking.
Yang Yu lowered his eyes, quietly sensing the vague aura in the world.
"Beidou, Seven Kills..."
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Huhu~
The cold wind blew through the wild forest, and the snow on the tree trunks fell with a "swishing" sound.
"puff!"
A mouthful of reverse blood sprayed into the forest. Su Ding fell to the ground, his chest heaving violently, and his breath almost hit the bottom.
"Escape, escape..."
He was in a daze. He struggled to get up and then fell into the snow nest. He repeated this many times until he was exhausted and fell completely into the mud.
"escape……"
After being dazed for a long time, Su Ding finally woke up from the extreme fatigue. His sweat soaked the ground and melted large areas of snow.
A bloody bead full of cracks rolled down from his sleeves and exploded into powder.
"My escape blood bead..."
Su Ding's face twitched.
Any magical weapon requires at least one 'Tao Seed' as its core, and as we all know, most magical powers are incapable of attacking, protecting, or escaping.
Therefore, the value of any escape magic weapon is extremely high. Seeing the escape blood beads shatter, Su Ding felt more heartache than the death of his Taoist companion.
"Yang Yu, Yang Yu..."
Sitting in the snow nest, Su Ding's face was ferocious, his eyes were full of shock and anger, but more importantly, there was fear and disbelief.
Unlike Jiang Xiazi, he has been a member of Wanfa Pavilion for many years, and his knowledge of all kinds of heaven and earth is naturally unparalleled by others.
It was also because of this that he dared to take on missions in the mountain and sea world that many masters in the command building were afraid of.
The Mountain and Sea Realm is the legendary first realm of the Ten Tribulations. In ancient times, all kinds of gods and Buddhas once sat and incarnated here. Even in the Ten Thousand Dharma Tower, this is also a legendary world.
But he wasn't too worried.
Because he knows that the closer he is to the world of Tianhai Realm, the slower the spiritual tide will come...
In fact, he was right!
The spiritual tide in the Tianhai Realm will only rise again in three to four thousand years. According to the experience of the Longquan Realm, in fact, the real change will occur in at least 90,000 years!
Therefore, the so-called masters of magical powers who exist in the world at this moment are just random cultivators who got lucky, have no inheritance, and even have incomplete magical powers!
Why would he care?
"The so-called martial arts is actually so powerful?!"
Su Ding's mind wavered.
On the first day he came to this world, he had heard the name of the so-called Martial Saint, but at that time he didn't care about any 'overlord' or 'sword god'.
Just think of it as the enclosure of these indigenous people.
If you don’t become the Ten Capitals, you will end up being an ant!
However……
Surprised, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an idea emerged that made his mouth go dry.
"Buddha is about to make a fortune!"
Before his trip to Long Yuan River, he had never cared about the so-called martial arts in this world, but at this moment, he felt his breathing was heavy and his heart was palpitating.
A unique new path that is independent of the path of immortals and Buddhas, even if it only stops at the height of Yang Prison.
Its value is so high that it is hard to imagine...
Buzz~
Suddenly, a shallow buzzing sound rang in his ears. Su Ding's eyelids trembled and he fainted involuntarily.
A faint white light appeared from nowhere and enveloped his entire body.
But his mind was drifting up and down, and he came to a deep and quiet place, and the dark road spread out before his eyes.
At the end of the road, a bamboo building with a shimmering light stands standing, which is the only light here.
"Wanfa Tower?! No, no, I don't want to come back yet, I don't want to go back now!"
Su Ding was shocked and immediately resisted. He had just discovered the value of martial arts. How could he want to return to Wanfa Tower?
But even though he tried his best to resist, he still couldn't resist, and could only watch himself drifting through the dark leading road.
Floating into the illuminated Wanfa Tower.
"No……"
Su Ding was extremely unwilling. He had sacrificed too much for this trip. Even his fellow Taoists were on the banks of the Longyuan River. How could he be willing to accept it?
But before his roar could be heard, it stopped abruptly.
This building is not a place for him and Green Girl to live!
The Wanfa Tower has thousands of faces on the first floor. Although all Wanfa Practitioners have a building, in fact, they are not together at all.
And you can't enter other people's buildings at all.
However, at this moment, he seemed to have entered someone else's building!
One step away is like stepping into another world!
Compared to his small, cold bamboo building, what appeared in front of him at this moment seemed like another world!
The sun, mountains, sea of clouds, ancient temples...
And an indescribably large ancient Bodhi tree that seems to block out the sky and the sun!
Wow~
The wind blows on the ancient trees, causing their branches and leaves to sway.
Before Su Ding's shocked thoughts had passed, he felt a flower in front of his eyes, already under the tree...
Under the ancient tree, there was a clear spring flowing and the chirping of spiritual birds. A man in white sat with his back to him, as if he was playing chess with himself.
"You...Senior, you called this junior to come over, but you have something to give me?"
Su Ding reacted quickly and knelt down with a 'pop' sound.
He had never heard of anyone being able to summon others in the Wanfa Tower, but because of this, he knew how terrifying the person in front of him was.
I'm afraid this is a big shot in Wanfa Tower...
"Su Ding, a disciple of the outer sect of Feixian Mountain in Longquan Realm, joined Wanfa Pavilion for eighty-three years in exchange for 'Asura', and in this way he was promoted to the Ten Capitals of Asura..."
"Senior is..."
Su Ding's heart trembled and sweat appeared on his forehead.
This calm and indifferent voice revealed almost all of his details, many of which were even things that only he himself knew...
"There is no real name in Wanfa Tower, you can call me 'Nine Heavens'..."
"Lord Jiutian?!"
Su Ding's body swayed and his heart almost stopped.
Wanfa Tower did not come from the Longquan world, but most of the Wanfa practitioners he knew came from the Longquan world.
And the one with the greatest reputation is ‘Nine Heavens’!
No one knows what his real name is, but his reputation was first spread more than 8,000 years ago!
It is suspected to be an old monster that was active before Emperor Longquan died!
"Lord Jiutian, junior..."
"I have called you here to do two things. After they are completed, I will grant you the great Asura path!"
Indifference interrupted Su Ding's words of loyalty, and the man in white who called himself "Jiutian" said calmly:
"Two things. First, there is a fairy mountain called 'Fangcun' in the world of mountains and seas. I want you to go there and get a 'stone monkey'..."
Great Asura?!
Su Ding's heart was beating so fast that he almost didn't hear the last sentence clearly. Fortunately, he responded quickly and responded hurriedly:
"This junior must die as a result!"
"Second..."
The figure of the man in white paused slightly and threw out a piece of yellowed talisman paper:
"Second, take this luck-stealing talisman and find a person named 'Yang Ni' on my behalf to seize his luck..."
"Yang Ni?"
Su Ding took the yellow talisman with both hands and was still about to say something, but he felt his mind was in a trance, and there was no longer any shadow of the white clothes and Wanfa Tower in front of his eyes.
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"One day in the sky and one year below the ground! This world of mountains and seas is probably very close to the heaven. The years are passing too violently..."
Under the ancient bodhi tree, the man in white was talking to himself.
Wow~
It seemed that a strong wind was blowing, and the ancient tree stretched its branches and leaves. It seemed that a jerky and old voice came from the tree:
"The world of the sky and the sea is a place of hundreds of battles. Have you really decided to get involved in it? With the practice you have today, it is too difficult. If you are not careful, you will die..."
The man in white sat in silence for a long time before saying:
"The road is difficult to walk, the only thing is to fight for it. Whether you are willing or unwilling, you will eventually have to go!"
"Strive for the crossing, fight for the crossing! But I don't know where the end is?"
In the swaying ancient trees, an old voice sighed:
"Sometimes, I really want to give up, give up fighting for the road, give up my rank, give up everything..."
"If you really wanted to give up, you wouldn't change to the 'Bodhi Tree' level..."
The man in white sneered and interrupted the old tree's sigh:
"The reason you are depressed right now is because there is no trace of the 'Buddha'. If traces of him appear now, you will go crazy!"
"well……"
The ancient tree was speechless, and all its thoughts turned into a sigh:
"Perhaps one day, the Buddha will finally arrive under the Bodhi tree, but the Bodhi tree at that time will no longer be me.
Jiutian, I’m dying, I’m dying…”
All the heavens in the universe and the world of Hengsha have the same path but different years.
With the sky and sea realm as the core, one day and one year in the lower realm increase gradually depending on the distance.
The main body of the Wanfa Tower is infinitely far away from the sky and the sea, so it is a powerful tool for extending life. If it can be extended, it will be extended.
Long, will it last forever...
"If it really doesn't work out, let's join the Tao! Even if you become a Tao ghost, you still have a chance to change your destiny. If you die of old age, you will really die..."
The man in white said coldly:
"You have no other choice! The flow of time in Wanfa Tower is a hundred times slower than that of the mortal world. You can't even wait for this. You have no chance!"
"If it is in harmony with the Tao, how can I hear the Tao? If I don't do it, I won't do it!"
The old tree seemed to be shaking its head, its branches and leaves rustling, and did not mention the matter again, but instead asked:
"Who is the Yang Ni you are talking about? I have noticed your murderous intention and fear before..."
"Yang Ni!"
It seemed like a cold wind was blowing up his sleeves, and the long hair on the temples of the man in white was flying up.
"The evil spirits gathered together to destroy the world! This demon, this demon..."
Boom!
There seemed to be thunder that flooded the world in Wanfa Tower, the storm roared, the air exploded like clouds, and there was an extremely cold roar that could not help but echo:
"Damn it!"
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"Bitch! How dare you be lazy!"
"If the military camp here is not built before sunset, you untouchables will not have food to eat!"
"You dare to stare at me? Drag me down and feed the dog!"
The angry scolding was accompanied by the sound of whipping, which could be heard far away in the wind and snow.
Inside and outside the Seven Kills King's City, which is about to be completed, there are still thousands of civilians, braving the severe cold, carrying wood and stones to build the city.
In the biting cold wind, from time to time, civilians were whipped to death or froze to death. Afterwards, the dead bodies would be dragged away, and the living continued to fill the gap.
"Natural disasters, man-made disasters..."
On the star-facing platform, the red armor was blown by the wind. The old demon from Montenegro suddenly turned his head and glanced at the dying cloaked man in the corner:
"How does it feel to see your fellow tribesmen being driven and slaughtered like pigs and dogs?"
There was no response. The blood-red eyes under the cloak stared at the old demon, as if there was a flame burning inside.
"Li Baihu will not come again. Although he has the rank of Ji Dao, he has not yet become the Ten Capitals and the Martial Saint. Even if he wants to sneak into the city, it is impossible..."
Feeling the look in his eyes that seemed to want to cut him into pieces, the old demon smiled:
"For thousands of years, you have occupied the most fertile, warm, and lush Central Plains land in the world.
It’s time for you to taste the suffering we have endured for thousands of years!”
"You, damn..."
A hoarse voice with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke came from under the blood-stained cloak. Severe pain kept coming, but Qi Gang still sneered:
"How can a small tribe be able to conquer a big country? It's ridiculous and overestimating!"
"Luck is like wind and clouds. It will not stay in one place forever. It will eventually flow..."
The old demon lowered his eyes and looked down at the nearly completed Seven Kills King's City in the wind and snow:
"It's just a little bit away from the time when I take over the Central Plains. It's just a little bit away..."
call!
While muttering to himself, he suddenly raised his eyes, and his dark eyes like ink outlined the world of snow country under the cold wind.
I seem to have seen, very far away, the huge dragon head protruding from the wind and snow,
as well as,
The swordsman in mysterious clothes sits quietly on it and raises his eyes!
"Sha Po Lang..."
"Yang prison!"
Good night everyone, my fingers have been hurting terribly these past two days, and I have to hit them with my nails when typing, which is really hard to cover up... This is the first update today, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...