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What the hell?

Well, it's the best thing in the world. I'll go?

The tall, sackcloth old man Buzhoushan was sluggish. His old man finally changed the currency of the city. He cut two pieces of lean meat here, and there came a bowl of steaming noodles in clear soup. It feels dark.

who?

Buzhou Mountain God is the best in the world?

Wait, wait, there's something wrong with your news, right?

The old man was sluggish, thought about it, pulled the bottom, wanted to throw it away, but he was a little reluctant, he held his face, leaned on his instinctive sensitivity to the big melon, and bumped his shoulder against someone, saying: "Oh, little brother. Son, what happened?"

The man replied: "What else is there, the big news of the number one in the sky!"

"Northern Emperor Yuqiang, do you know? Big man!"

I know, I don't like that old turtle.

I just want to hear from Buzhoushan.

The old man still nodded and said, "Yu Qiang, it's not bad, what's wrong?"

The man looked at the tall and tattered old man in front of him, and smiled: "Oh, the Northern Emperor, it's not bad, this sentence has a bit of the tone of the legendary Buzhou Mountain God, haha. "

ha? ? ? !

As soon as the old man stayed, wait, his identity was exposed?

I'm just like this, ahem, I haven't come out for five thousand years. Are people so fierce now?

But that person is simply a person with no cultivation base.

The old man became more and more puzzled.

Could it be that, old man, am I so famous?

Anyone know what I look like?

The man continued:

"You know the Northern Emperor, that's easy to say, but do you know the indestructible body?"

"knowledge."

The old man nodded, the old tortoise, when combined with the Xuanwu incarnation, even he would feel outrageous. If they were separated, their strength would be lowered by a level, but it was not bad, but although it was tied with Shiyi as the most difficult one in the Great Wilderness An opponent, but there is no doubt that Shi Yi is a bit more disgusting.

An impenetrable layer of defense.

And no matter how you hit this guy, you can restore the original blood recovery speed.

Still nasty in the back.

Especially that kid Shi Yi has a stable mentality.

The Northern Emperor is still graceful and arrogant. Shi Yi, the old man met two days ago. He is more stable than the previous period. I don’t know what he saw in the world, but he feels that he has grown again than before. , it is no longer a stable batch, it is almost a stable batch.

"Northern Emperor, Yu Qiang, nothing can be broken, and then what?"

The old man was a little interested.

"This indestructible body was pierced by a sword!"

"Oh, great, great!"

The old man's eyes lit up and he applauded, he completely forgot his own affairs, and the No. 1 defense in the world was actually broken? This is a big melon that has never been seen again. It's fresh and hot, and it's a must try!

"and then?"

"Then, hehe, it's so exciting, it's obviously just a sword, according to the strength of the emperor of the North Sea, this injury is nothing, but that night everyone only heard a scream and a long sigh, saying death And die without regrets.”

"Hey, old man, guess what, by the time those North Emperor's subordinates entered, the North Emperor was already dead, kneeling on the ground with his head facing the northwest, this method is absolutely endless!"

"It's absolutely amazing!"

Uncle Buzhou Shanshen was about to clapp his hands for him, and he slapped his last slap on his thigh, repeatedly exclaiming: "It's really great news, one sword will not destroy it, one sword will kill the Northern Emperor, and he will go away freely. Three Realms and Eight Wildernesses, there will be another top expert, I don't know whose handwriting?"

The person who spoke said: "Who else is that, of course it is Buzhou Mountain God!"

The smile on Uncle Bu Zhoushan's face froze.

ha? !

What the hell? !

who? !

The old man reacted, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The storyteller frowned and said:

"What's impossible?! The news has come out. Not only did he kill the Northern Emperor, but on the day of the Northern Emperor's big wedding, he came and extended it calmly, killing the Northern Emperor, robbing the emperor's concubine, and supporting it with one hand. The sky fell to the ground, and then the ground collapsed at will, killing the emperor with one sword, how many gods have seen this with their own eyes!"

? ? ? !

"Stealing the imperial concubine?!" Uncle Buzhoushan was stunned when Feng Ping was killed.

"Yeah yeah, that Buzhou Mountain God, according to legend, stands tall, with white hair hanging down, wearing a white robe, with a long-lasting temperament, peerless, and I don't know the beauty that was originally intended to be the Northern Emperor's concubine. What's the matter?"

"Not bad, God, what can I do!"

"Hahaha, indestructible body?"

The cultivators were in high spirits, and Uncle Bu Zhoushan felt numb.

In white clothes and white hair, with a crown like snow, and holding a long sword, he entered the place where the Northern Emperor was married.

Killing the Northern Emperor, supporting the sky and the ground.

And then travel with the United States?

Who is this?

Who is this TM?

Who is he? Who am I! ?

Who am I!

The old man twitched his head and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Buzhou Mountain God is not such a character."

The storyteller was a little impatient. Although this old man was tall, his white hair was messed up like the withered grass swept by the northern wind.

"You're an old man, you don't know how to be ashamed."

"What are you, you know the fart Buzhou Mountain God!"

Uncle Bu Zhoushan: "..."

After a while, the old man who did not have the same knowledge as mortals was embarrassed. He couldn't stand the cheers that were the strongest in the world over there. I was the only one who ran out almost like an escape. The sense of social death of the black history being made public is outrageous.

"I want to see, who's doing the hell..."

The old man gritted his teeth and forcibly communicated the secret.

Then, countless celestial textures turned into pictures.

In the end, the tall and thin Su and the short and fat Hu, one holding a chisel and the other holding a hammer, made a comparison on the Buzhou Neuzi Mountain. There was an additional carving of Wei Yuan on the Buzhou Negative Mountain. The old man's face Shang's expression solidified little by little: "You and his Nuwa's..."

"Suddenly, suddenly, fox cub..."

Finally, a roar was heard all over the street.

"The name of the bad old man."

"The old man will kill you!!!"

…………

I don't know at all that an old man finally realized that he was not guaranteed the evening.

He was picking up a mountain and chasing him with the speed of a mountain and a sea.

Wei Yuan and the two emperors were still floating overseas, Wei Yuan was in a trance, and there was Fuxi's voice in his ear, saying lazily, "Don't worry, Yu Qiang's matter has been dealt with."

"You can rest assured, kid."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally felt a little more at ease.

Although he doesn't know why, he seems to feel that he has forgotten something, but he has a vague feeling that this gentle and amiable ancestor seems to be a very bad person, but even so, what he said is at least believable , he said that Yu Qiang solved it.

Of course it was all right.

At least, the Northern Emperor didn't have the will or strength to find trouble for him.

It was night, when Wei Yuan cooked food with the sea beasts caught by gluttonous gluttons. The girl in white was still in a drowsiness and still did not wake up. Only the two emperors ate to the fullest. Wei Yuan asked Zhaoyang, but Zhaoyang just said, It is very powerful and may need to sleep for a while.

Wei Yuan didn't know why, but he thought of the reason why Fuxi asked him to go to the end of the outer sea to find Fuxi, because he was worried that Emperor Wa would disappear completely, and a dark cloud shrouded his heart. Now, the situation in the whole world is also unclear.

Compared to Kunlun, Great Wilderness, and Return to Ruins, the human background is too poor. .

Moreover, it has already consumed seven to eighty-eight during the battle with Gonggong. The first emperor's strength was greatly damaged, and he completely lost the blessing of the emperor's mausoleum. Similar to the battle of the level of the sealed Gonggong.

Humanity will surely lose.

After all, only with the blessing of luck in the world can they join forces to be weaker than the top ten peaks. This belongs to the heritage of a long history of a race. What is needed is to raise such a heritage, and Now remove the hope that the next scientific research plan results.

Also expect the completion of Fulu Heavenly Court, Xuanwu, Four Spirits level combat power.

If Xuanwu and the human race are made good friends, they will truly have the human world guarded by the North Pole Zhenwu Dangmo Great Emperor, and then combine with the Heavenly Dao in the Beihai region of the outer sea of ​​the gods, and the human world will be able to have more strength... and myself, I also need to further improve heritage and strength.

The current injury has not yet healed, although it is said that Zhoushan's power is not bad for all eons.

However, the recovery speed is still slow and cannot be compared with Shi Yi.

While thinking about this, the jade pendant of Guixu around his waist lit up slightly.

This means that the mission has been completed. In a certain mission small world, Xuanwu holds the Taijiquan sword secret book in his hand, his expression is indifferent, he does not feel that he has found what he needs, and his height of self-consciousness directly locks the person who pulled him here. That consciousness.

"This is what you call yourself?"

Indifferent voice, faint anger.

Wei Yuan, who lost the blessing of the Buzhou Mountain God, lost the invisible help of Taotie, the power of Nuwa.

In fact, compared with Xuanwu, it is even at a disadvantage.

If Xuanwu did not list the summoning of Bei Di Yuqiang as the first mission goal, but instead fought against Taotie with all his strength from the very beginning, not giving the latter a chance to devour his own blood, and losing the concept of mythology, the strength of Taotie would not be reduced by one level. Xuanwu opponent.

Wei Yuan's eyes flashed and he saw Xuanwu.

As the four spirits, the concept of the Arctic pillar, the system of returning to the ruins is completely unable to restrain Xuanwu. Under the anger of Xuanwu, he directly pulls Wei Yuan's consciousness in the opposite direction. After all, the principle of returning to the ruins is like fishing. Looking for genius in the world.

But when the fish is too aggressive, it can naturally pull the angler into the water in reverse.

The man in the black robe had an icy face, and he held the Tai Chi sword in his right hand. At this moment, Dai Xiuneng and the other four seemed to be frozen in their consciousness. The white-haired man who appeared here.

really…

Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, he had already anticipated the current situation.

In other words, if Xuanwu had so easily recognized the subtly spoken Arctic true martial arts.

Rather, it's kind of ridiculous.

The will of the Four Spirits can never be so weak.

Today, you can easily recognize the name of the Arctic Zhenwu, and tomorrow you can of course think that other things are better.

Wei Yuan had already made preparations, and Xuanwu stared at the young man with an icy expression, because Wei Yuan did not use the mask given by the second emperor, but changed to a new Qi mask, Xuanwu did not realize that this person was not well-rounded Mountain God, there is a feeling of being deceived in my heart.

Wei Yuan replied flatly, "I have already given you what you want."

"Give it to me?"

"nature."

Xuanwu laughed furiously: "Give me what? The meaning of life, or the real life?!"

"It's just the name of an arctic real martial artist?! Ridiculous!"

"It's not a name, it's a choice."

"choose?"

Xuanwu's anger subsided slightly, Wei Yuan said: "Yes, choose..."

He thought of the secret that Fuxi told him before, his voice paused, and said, "I can also tell you the secret involved in this choice." His tone was low and distant:

"There is a prerequisite for God's indestructibility and the eternal spiritual existence, that is, using various things as anchors to pull the self."

"Buzhou Mountain supports the sky and the earth, the heavens and stars of Emperor Jun, and the master of the four seas, all of which are like this."

"To establish a connection with heaven and earth, to fix the self with these connections, is the meaning of the world."

"When I can't be sure of myself, it is precisely because God is too powerful, and the countless possibilities it grasps will make them gradually change into other forms, and lose [I], and if it is in absolute silence, where all other concepts are lost, Time and space are meaningless, even the strongest gods will slowly annihilate in this boundless despair."

"So, Xuanwu, where is your anchor point?"

This white-haired Taoist directly stated the method of annihilating the true spirits of the top gods. This is not a simple secret. This is an absolute secret that involves the death of the gods, and even the principle of how to imprison the top ten peak levels. In the stormy seas, I was asked such a sentence, and my thoughts paused.

[Xuanwu] What is the biggest connection with this world?

It is the Northern Emperor Yu Qiang!

Determine the boundaries of Xuanwu with the thinking of the Northern Emperor.

The fate of Xuanwu was determined by the order of the Northern Emperor.

The needs of the Northern Emperor determine everything about Xuanwu.

When he clearly realized this, even Xuanwu felt an indescribable confusion and pain, as well as a kind of unwillingness, Wei Yuan said: "So, this is the choice I gave you..."

"A choice to get rid of one's own past and move towards a new future."

Xuanwu said in pain: "It's useless..."

"This weak anchor point will disappear in an instant in front of the real Northern Emperor."

"Yes?"

He heard the white-haired man laugh, and then put his right hand behind his back, his tone was indifferent:

"What if I say that Yu Qiang is dead?"

"!!"

Xuanwu's complexion changed suddenly, and he raised his head suddenly.

It was as if the wind lifted the hair on the temples of the white-haired Taoist slightly, making his qi become more and more distant, as if it didn't exist here, as if everything he saw was false, and his voice was flat: "Yu Qiang is dead, you are forever. Free body."

"In the past, you were Xuan Ming's subordinate, Xuanwu."

"Now Yu Qiang is dead, and Xuan Ming does not exist. If you give up a mysterious character, what you seek is nothing but the true self, hence the name, [True Wu]."

The white-haired Taoist said mildly: "A new anchor, this anchor originally had no owner, but it has been transformed by the beliefs of countless people, and it can completely belong to you. Therefore, Pindao thought, it should be regarded as A good start."

"can you accept it?"

Xuanwu struggled violently.

And the white-haired Taoist smiled and said, "Beijing Emperor is dead, and the North Sea is bound to be in chaos."

"And one side of the sky, endless sentient beings, is so important."

"It's not enough to be a true martial artist."

Xuanwu finally moved, and after being silent for a long time, he raised his head, saw a real sword in the hands of the Taoist, raised his hand and handed it over, and said with a gentle smile: "Then, let go of the past and open up a new future..."

Xuanwu was silent, the black-haired Taoist swept over the Taijiquan sword and shattered the Taijiquan sword scriptures into powder.

He took the sword and said, "Everything has a name."

The white-haired Taoist smiled and pointed to the outside, this is a valley, looking out, you can see the sky and the earth are vast, the mountain peaks are sharp, his heart moved, and he said gently: "Going out here is the open world, and you can travel with you, since you can see Sanfeng is quite beautiful, Zhuo Li Yunhai, why not call him Zhang Sanfeng?"

In the end, the true shadow of the white-haired Taoist dissipated with laughter.

Xuanwu was silent.

Dai Xiuneng and others were completely unable to grasp this level of communication, and they didn't know what they had lost. They only saw the Taijiquan sword in the hands of the black-robed Taoist being scattered, and they couldn't help but feel distressed: "Ah, it's a pity..."

"What a pity."

"I can't see it yet."

"Ah…"

The black-robed Taoist shook his head, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the technique of Taijiquan sword was slowly displayed.

The name of Xuanwu, the position of the four spirits, and Taijiquan in the human world are of course nothing more than mere hoops.

The first time, it was just an ordinary martial arts appearance.

The second time, it was fast, the third time, it was extremely slow.

When I did it again, my posture was no longer restricted to the so-called boxing and swordsmanship. Finally, I stepped forward, and the yin and yang of heaven and earth changed. Sparrow's tail, the clouds and qi intersected the sky and the earth, and turned into a huge and incomparably huge Yin-Yang map covering the heaven and the earth on the sky. With one move, the sky and the earth change color and merge with the heaven and the earth.

Mighty and terrifying.

The robe was raised, but there was a sense of reality, vast and majestic, and the meaning of true martial arts.

Dai Xiuneng's heart was beating wildly, his mouth was dry, and he said, "I haven't asked, senior is..."

Daoist seems to be looking for a new anchor, as if to make a break with the past clone, and after laughing, Yu Si replied:

"It's not enough to be a true martial artist."

"Arctic true martial arts."

"Zhang Sanfeng!"

Dai Xiuneng's brain was shaken by thunder, and it was blank.

…………

Wei Yuan successfully completed the most important step, and sincerely hoped that Xuanwu would join the camp.

Fortunately, it seems to be doing well.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the faces of the two old men were stiff, and their expressions seemed a little weird. When they were puzzled, the second emperor suddenly turned his head and said, "Well, I'm sorry, kid..."

"Something happened."

"Huh? What do you mean..."

Suddenly he murmured: "I'm not old, I'm calling you soon..."

"!!"

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