Chapter 661 Sun and Moon Constant Yin and Yang

Author: Always a novice

Chapter 661 Sun and Moon Constant Yin and Yang

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Shu Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the fairy spirit is full of immortals. Since ancient times, there have been many legends of immortals.

Somewhere in Bashu, tilapia was walking in the dilapidated town, looking at the mountains covered in clouds and mist in the distance, even if a few days passed, they were still a little confused.

How many times have you traveled through time, except for the end of the spiritual cage, you have never seen such a destructive situation.

The people who occasionally walked by were all skinny, uncovered, dirty, and numb, as if they could not see hope.

War, eternal war.

As Kesha said, the history of the development of the earth is a history of war.

War, war, war everywhere!

If he had not checked the mission, he even suspected that he was not traveling through the fairy world, but wanted to undermine history.

Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, and there was just such an awkward timeline. I would like to ask if you are angry?

Not angry.

Luo Papal said that it was a little bit Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty.

Compared with his mission time, Wang Mang’s usurpation of the Han Dynasty was really a drizzle.

What is the mere Usher of the Han Dynasty compared to the Three Kingdoms era when the mission was launched 200 years later?

For two hundred years, there was only one task [A-level mission, Youquan Blood Demon fighting against the immortals in Shushan.]

After starting a task, one stick will be a big shot after two hundred years.

Two hundred years, two hundred years, according to the current marriage age, more than ten generations are sure to be.

Ignoring the strange eyes of pedestrians on both sides, wearing black clothes, the tilapia, who was out of touch with the people, took a step forward and resolutely walked out of the dilapidated town.

It is said that the town is wronged here, it is obviously a small county town.

Unfortunately, a large area of ​​the city wall fell, and with the eyes of tilapia, it was said that this was the word "city and town" that was wronged.

The Pocheng Town is not as big as Huangcun where he was born, so he is not as good as the county town.

Walking on the muddy path, we walked all the way to the mountains covered by clouds.

There was exactly his goal, a place for cultivating immortals and blessed places.

Leaving the town and walking less than ten miles away, it is endless and full of desolation.

If the practice has not deepened, and the end of the world has been seen in the spiritual cage world, the timid people would not even dare to move forward.

There are very few farmlands and overgrown weeds. Occasionally, you can see a few white bones in the grass on the roadside.

"There are bones frozen on the road and no rooster crowing thousands of miles away. I have gained some knowledge.

Compared to here, the youth world and the snow world, don’t be too happy.” The tilapia’s feelings were not over yet, and bursts of rapid footsteps came from afar.

A group of men with thick clothes and linens who were much stronger than those of the urban residents, each holding swords and instantly surrounded the tilapia in the middle.

"kill."

There was no reason or identity. As the leader pulled out the sword from his waist, a group of people rushed towards the tilapia.

In chaos, the people cannot survive, and some professions emerged.

Pandao, there are not so many things to pay attention to code codes in this era.

When killing people and robbing, the key is to be quick, accurate, and ruthless. Where does nonsense come from?

Facing a group of bandits, Luo Pia was not surprised at all, but calmly raised her hand and instantly snatched the sword in the strong man's hand.

There are many gaps on both sides of the sword, with rust stains, and dry blood stains can be seen.

Hold the sword, raise your hand, and seal your throat.

Blood splattered everywhere, and within five minutes, the screams stopped.

The ground under her feet was stained with blood, and the soil was soaked with blood, and dozens of bandits died.

It is true that one should cultivate one's own character. Mr. Luo is not a saint, nor is he a white lotus. He is not in the mood to play with a group of bandits who put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

The blood-stained sword was thrown away, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and he took a step forward.

After walking for a day, because the goal was the mountains covered by clouds and mist, there was no road at my feet.

The road to Shu is difficult, but it is harder than climbing to the blue sky.

The tilapia never thought that flying and down-to-earth were not a kind of practice.

If you fly too much, you will get rid of it, and it will be not very good after all.

He raised his hand to open the weeds half a human tall, and saw the roots of trees growing on the ground and the branches of big trees.

Passing through the gap between branches and roots, stepping on a layer of rotten leaves on the ground, the tilapia continues to move forward without fear of hardships.

When you encounter mountains and build bridges, you can't see them until the sunset is sunny again, the tilapia jumps to a tree with a few people and a large tree that is thick with a thick tree.

After two hundred years, he was not in a hurry at all and was more patient in polishing himself.

Through the sparse branches and leaves, looking at the starlight above the head, and raising his hand, he grabbed a poisonous snake several meters long and pinched the snake's head by the tilapia.

"Go." He raised his hand and threw it away. The poisonous snake who had just regarded him as the target accurately passed through the gaps of countless big branches and flew out hundreds of meters.

"Oh, I always feel that this Shushan is very different from the actual Shushan." Throwing the poisonous snake a few hundred meters, the tilapia leaned lazily against the tree trunk.

It's wrong to say that this is different from reality.

It is still wrong to say that this is the same as reality.

Sighing faintly, through the sparse branches and leaves, the tilapia stared blankly into the sky.

Until the flowing light broke through the sky, the lazy Luo man sat up straight, jumped through the tree canopy, and looked straight into the distance.

This is the world of cultivating immortals. There is the monster of the old man with white eyebrows. Before he saw anyone, he dared not be sure of what level he was at in this world.

The streaming light that had just passed was slightly inferior to myself, and Mr. Luo did not dare to investigate directly.

Whether to fight or not is one aspect, the task will take two hundred years later, who knows if the person is the plot character just now?

"Why? Follow up and take a look?" Pinching his chin and thinking for three seconds, the tilapia disappeared, her breath converged, and she hung several thousand meters behind Liuguang.

Once you walk and pass, you will judge the breath, blood, killing, and cold. When you use your toes to think of Luo Papal, you will know that the other party is definitely not a kind person.

"Damn it, the old monster Youquan." Looking at the Liuguang turning into countless small skulls, the small skulls formed a big skull, smashing several hills in a row, and finally passing through a woman's body and taking away all the essence and blood in the body. The tilapia was completely confused.

"Do you want it to be so coincidental that the plot begins?" He complained in his heart that the invisible Lupia began to think about his chances of winning when facing Youquan.

The magic of Shushan’s world is very magical. As long as there are residual souls, they can be recreated with their magic and physical body. To be honest, Mr. Luo is not sure.

The main reason is that he has never fought, and he doesn't know if he can do it.

The realm is similar, the magic power reserves, and the tilapia who practices the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art is far superior to those who practice the same realm.

Not to mention the same realm, even crossing the realm is not without the power of a battle.

The main problem is that the various magical magics of practitioners in this world are too magical, and he doesn't know if he can crack them.

"What are you thinking about? Just a mere Youquan Blood Demon.

You are a sword cultivator, a person or a sword, and there is no unfair thing to deal with." After coming to his senses, Luo Piao shook his head and reminded himself with a wry smile.

Seeing a figure jumping several times and running to the woman, Lupia knew that he was the protagonist of this world, the Sun Gold Wheel, the Moon Gold Wheel and the Future Nanming Lihuo Sword.

Kunlun in this world emphasizes the determination of sun and moon yin and yang, and has always been one master and one disciple, one man and one woman.

Men hold the golden wheel of the day, while women hold the golden wheel of the month.

It is precisely this kind of strange sect rule that Kunlun’s master and apprentice are very strange.

Master Gu Yue likes his master and is entangled with his disciples.

In modern terms, every disciple of Kunlun Sect will connect the past and the future at a certain stage.

I like my master, but I have an ambiguous relationship with my apprentice, so I kill my master and apprentice.

There is no way, one man and one woman, one yin and one yang, two sects forever.

People who practice cultivation have been in contact with each other for hundreds or thousands of years, and there are such a strange rule that only surprises can make people surprised if nothing unexpected happens.

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