Among the artists of Daxia Chinese paintings, there is a superb skill.

A painting that the painter master has penetrated the back of the paper can be uncovered into three layers, each layer is a genuine work.

This is what Zhao Wujiang has always remembered.

At that time, he was blessed and thought of anthropomorphizing with paintings.

This is true for painting, isn’t it the same for people?

So what about this world?

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

It's three layers, and it seems to be much more than three layers.

The 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, revealing the invisible soul, perhaps this is what a person really looks like.

Zhao Wujiang's skin was twisted and bloody, and his flesh was peeled completely, leaving only a pair of glass-colored corpses.

But where has the soul gone?

The soul was shattered!

This has been verified by the Clay Buddha.

But Zhao Wujiang has never been Zhao Wujiang, nor has he been just Zhao Wujiang.

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

It is the fruit of the two geniuses Zhao and Yao after they fell in love.

Zhao Wujiang is another unknown man from the Blue Star China.

Be a body that accommodates two souls.

The soul and body that were born and raised were destroyed and shattered by plots, but the original real soul was hidden in the world, overlooking the entire world that was about to collapse from a strange perspective.

The sky filled with cracks is like a soul that has fallen apart.

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

What I chose is not Zhao Wujiang, who was born and talented, but the soul who traveled to this world not far and billions of miles away.

Use skin to wrap flesh and blood, fill bones with flesh and blood, and hide the soul in peace with heaven and earth.

Otherwise, why would Zhao Wujiang see the fragmented appearance of the world when he stepped into the heavenly stairs?

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

The way of the world is boundless. Before it is about to collapse, how could it simply place chips on the body of a mortal?

Zhao Wujiang saw the devastation in the world, the broken mountains and rivers, the blood was drifting, and the people were wailing.

He saw the clay Buddha Yue Bufan and others fighting for his corpse and fought. The surging cultivation power filled the ruins of Kyoto, and all the surviving people began to flee.

He saw that the Taoist sect's sect's hair was almost white and rotten wood was about to wither, and 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 his face.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. Only the cracks in the sky became 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.

The Clay Bodhisattva and others had already tightened Zhao Wujiang's supreme glazed bones. Everyone's eyes were full of anger, and no one was willing to give in.

There is no stalemate.

But it was only for a while.

Soon they used their own strength, and a "bang" sound of shattering sounds under the sky. Zhao Wujiang's corpse collapsed and broke into pieces as he pulled, and was held in his hands by the clay Buddha and others.

The clay Buddha roared, holding the most in his hand, which was Zhao Wujiang's body and bones almost all his upper body, except for his left arm.

He thought it was not enough and thought that everyone had taken his treasure. He began to be unscathed in cultivation and attack the rest of the people desperately.

Mu Qianqian held Zhao Wujiang's skull in her hand. Just as she thought before, she got a good head, but she was not as happy as she expected.

The wolf god got his left arm and left leg, and was satisfied, and quickly pulled out. Facing the endless attack of the Mud Buddha, he temporarily avoided the edge.
Chapter completed!