Among the Daxia traditional Chinese painting framers, there is a superb skill.

A painting made by a master painter can be revealed through the back of the paper into three layers, each of which is authentic.

This is what Zhao Wujiang always remembers.

He was so blessed at that time that he thought of using paintings to represent people.

If paintings are like this, are people the same?

What about this world?

In this world, under the curtain of the sky, there are all living beings, and above the curtain of the sky, it is vast.

It's three floors, but it seems to be much more than three floors.

Skin, flesh, and soul are the three layers of human beings.

But most of the time, these three layers are combined into one.

When the three layers are peeled off one by one, the invisible soul is revealed, perhaps, this is the true appearance of a person.

Zhao Wujiang's skin was twisted and stained with blood, and his flesh and blood had been stripped away, leaving only a pair of jade-colored bones.

But where did the soul go?

The soul is shattered!

This point has been verified by Clay Bodhisattva.

But Zhao Wujiang was never Zhao Wujiang, and he was never just Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang is the only son of sword master Li Chunjun's beloved disciple Zhao Changyuan.

It is the brainchild of two geniuses, Zhao and Yao, who fell in love.

And Zhao Wujiang is an unknown man from the Blue Star Huaxia Kingdom.

One body can accommodate two souls.

The native soul and body were destroyed and shattered by calculations, but the original real soul was hidden between heaven and earth, overlooking the entire human world that was about to collapse from a strange perspective.

The sky full of cracks is like a disintegrated soul.

Before the secret world was about to be destroyed, it chose Zhao Wujiang.

The one chosen was not Zhao Wujiang, who was born and brought up and talented, but this soul who traveled hundreds of millions of miles to this world.

Wrap flesh and blood with skin, fill bones with flesh and blood, hide and rest the soul with heaven and earth.

Otherwise, why would Zhao Wujiang be able to see the world in pieces when he stepped into the heavenly realm?

Because his soul never rests on this body, but on the whole world.

The way of the world, the boundless avenue, is about to collapse. How could it be possible to simply place the chips on the body of a mortal?

Zhao Wujiang saw that the world was devastated, the mountains and rivers were broken, the rivers were bleeding and the people were wailing.

He saw the Clay Bodhisattva Yue Bufan and others fighting for his body and fighting fiercely. The surging power of cultivation filled the ruins of Kyoto, and the surviving Li people began to flee.

He saw the Taoist sect's divine fortune teller, whose beard was nearly white and rotten, and the wood was about to wither. He was constantly fiddling with the compass, as if he was calculating something.

He saw Xuanyuan Jing and Dugu Mingyue talking to each other, with sadness on their faces.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. Only the cracks in the sky were getting bigger and bigger, as if he was roaring. Only the clouds were stacking more and more, and the lightning arcs kept flashing, as if he was roaring.

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Ni Bodhisattva and others have already grasped Zhao Wujiang's supreme glazed bone tightly. Everyone's eyes are full of anger, and no one is willing to give in.

Deadlocked.

But it's only for a while.

Soon everyone exerted their strength, and a "bang" sound of shattering was heard under the sky. Zhao Wujiang's bones fell apart during the pulling, breaking into one piece after another, and was held in the hands of Mud Bodhisattva and others.

The Clay Bodhisattva roared angrily and took the most in his hand, which was almost the entire upper body of Zhao Wujiang, except for his left arm.

He didn't think it was enough and thought that everyone had taken away his treasure, so he began to cultivate without hesitation and attack the others with all his strength.

What Mu Qianqian was holding was Zhao Wujiang's skull. Just as she had thought before, she got a good head, but she was not as happy as she expected.

The Wolf God got his left arm and leg, and he was already satisfied. He quickly withdrew, facing the continuous offensive of the Clay Bodhisattva, he temporarily avoided the edge.

The Moon Goddess of the Western Regions wore a silver-white robe, with a veil covering her cheeks. What she held in her slender hand was only Zhao Wujiang's right leg bone. She did not feel that it was too little, but revealed a smile that turned all living beings upside down under the veil, and addressed her to
Chapter completed!