The three hundred and forty-first chapters are equal to three thousandths
The sky changes.
The tide rises.
The storm is moving.
Smoke and dust surged.
Moreover, these changes do not exist in isolation, but form an extremely clever relationship. About a quarter of an hour later, the stars in the sky faded, and the sun and moon gradually merged into the floating clouds, suspended above; and smoke and dust began to rise.
and the sound of water tide that appeared inexplicably in the ears condensed into one and gathered together below.
The hometown of the Holy Religion, among the eight peaks, has been submerged by streaks of uncertain dust.
It just so happens that in the sky are the images of the fallen five great supernatural power practitioners of the Dao Realm. It blends into this scene and becomes even more profound.
One up and one down, the two meanings suddenly merged!
A bit of clear light and mysterious meaning suddenly amplified into a beam of brilliant power and great vitality.
Gui Wujiu looked indifferent.
coming.
Compared with the time when Long Yun Fengqing and others used the altar magic circle to go down to the lower realm, the person in front of them did not fall from the sky or the void, but appeared with the method of "creating something out of nothing, and the realm arises by itself", but I don't know how much more advanced it is.
After another eighteen breaths, the subtle mysterious energy condensed into a human form, which was exactly the old friend's true appearance.
Its majestic appearance, broad and profound, and the flow of thoughts are unfathomable. Even if it is limited to the limit of the world of Ziwei, it cannot be blamed.
It's just that compared to Gui Wujiu, the chilling and estrangement in the Qi machine in front of him is more than a thousand times stronger, and he has a kind of cruelty that everyone below the Tao realm is like an ant. This is not only the difference between Gui Wujiu,
Even when this man himself appeared before, he did not appear to be like this.
If you are below the Dao realm, you will die if you see it.
Mr. Mood's deep eyes flickered very quickly, as if he couldn't wait and looked at Gui Wujiu curiously.
Gui Wu just laughed and said: "It would be inappropriate to say the word 'Long time no see'. You and I are both honest and sincere people, so there is no need for it."
Mr. Mood showed no emotion or anger on his face and said lightly: "Is this considered showing off?"
Gui Wujiu said calmly: "Forget it."
"The victory or defeat of the road depends on today."
The two men were clear about what they said.
According to Mr. Xin's calculation, Gui Wujiu will need at least two to three hundred years to achieve the Taoist realm by relying on his own method. After that, it will also take at least three hundred years to polish his skills. Even if he uses the positive and negative forces wonderfully, with the help of "
The method of "Only My Mahayana Sutra" can quickly achieve the Taoist realm, but the three hundred years of hard work cannot be avoided.
Therefore, this battle came much faster than expected.
Mr. Mood seemed to have no intention of engaging in a verbal dispute with Gui Wujiu, and immediately struck out.
The starting position of this attack is somewhat similar to Gui Wujiu's commonly used technique, which uses the fingers to make a sword——
But this is just a prototype in an instant; when the general takes action, his shape has changed. His fingers gradually turn into a gesture of holding an object.
For those who are a little less accomplished, it is completely impossible to tell what Mr. Mood is holding. Instead, it seems as if he is really clenching his fist and dropping it.
If there is no blame, one can see the reality and the reality.
However, what we saw was not very clever, but rather humorous.
What Mr. Mood is holding is a copper hammer made of Qi. The hammer itself is not very strange, but the handle of the hammer is too tiny. At first glance, it looks like a rattle used by children to play.
Or a large lollipop.
It's just that if there is any Taoist magic in this "image", it's completely out of the question.
Originally it was empty, but in fact it was empty.
Gui Wujiu slapped out a palm.
It looks like nothingness on the outside, but it's actually a giant sword.
Sword and hammer meet.
Immediately, the shadows of the two objects collapsed.
And this phenomenon of collapse did not happen overnight, but cracks appeared from the top of the collision, and then gradually spread. When the cracks were so deep, the injured area turned into smoke. At this neither fast nor slow speed, the decay continued.
Gui Wujiu's eyes were flowing, and he didn't seem to care about the evolution of the two phases; but Mr. Mood seemed to attach great importance to this "simple" fighting process, and his eyes were firmly locked on the process of the collapse of the two phases of sword and hammer.
After three breaths.
The ending is not that surprising - the tip of the giant sword and the last thin handle of the "iron hammer" melted at the same time and disappeared in the same moment, completely and partially one after another.
A smile appeared on Gui Wujiu's face and he said: "If my prediction is correct, your current mood, sir, should be better than when you were in the Dao realm."
Mr. Mood didn't hide his frustration, he just said calmly: "You are quite confident."
In this fight, what is compared is not other things, but the scale of the two people's mana.
It is not appropriate to say "scale", because this is not only a question of whether the magic power is strong or not, but also includes "subtlety". Roughly speaking, it is on a "pragmatic" level, taking into account the vastness and subtlety of the magic power, and how it affects one person.
The strength of the foundation is quantified and the quality is refined.
If the winner is determined on this road, then there will be almost no need to compete again. Even though Gui Wujiu has the triple paddle wheel in his body, he may be able to persist longer than imagined on the defensive end, but he is innately invincible.
land.
Of course, if he wins without blame, then his subsequent victory will be devastating.
But the probability of this happening is almost non-existent.
With Mr. Xin's cultivation far beyond the Taoist realm, his creation of clones is entirely a matter of taste. How much "capacity" the world of Ziwei can accommodate will determine how powerful his clones can be. In short, it is limited to the limit.
Really full.
Therefore, Mr. Mood is invincible; he just needs to confirm that he is blameless and reaches the same level as himself before he is qualified to fight with him.
The ending in front of us should not be surprising in theory; but due to a special reason, Mr. Mood may not have any ripples in his heart.
Gui Wujiu said calmly: "I heard that the farther you go along the road, the farther back you go, the more narrow the road is; if you are far or near the road, your height will become more difficult to measure with an accurate ruler. This means
, or it can be said to be the 'chaos of the Tao'. It is quite different from the precise perception of the state of mind in the initial state, 'like a person drinking water, knowing whether it is cold or warm'. If my prediction is correct, Mr. Mood, how do you feel about your future state?
The original is also hidden in the lake; but today's opportunity can make you reflect the past clearly. Isn't it?"
Mr. Mood chuckled and shook his head slightly.
Hearings, speculations, no matter how great the opportunity is, no matter how solid the foundation is, he is just entering the Tao realm for the first time. How can he grasp the subtle principles after the second transformation?
This is obviously derived from the insight of special charm.
Although the lower realm needs to be inexplicably restricted by the Ziwei world, the knowledge of higher realms still exists. At the right time, this is also one of Mr. Mood's winning trump cards. But Ruoshu Shenyun has explained a lot about Guiwujiu, so
This advantage of yours will be greatly weakened.
A curious smile appeared on Gui Wujiu's face, and he said: "Can you tell me the truth?"
Mr. Mood didn't hesitate. He seemed to be very magnanimous and said without hesitation: "It's only three points out of a thousand."
Gui Wujiu said calmly: "The gap is smaller than I thought."
Mr. Xinxin frowned and said: "Being so arrogant and sharp doesn't seem like the blameless person I know. Could it be that after reaching the Tao realm, I really thought that you were the only one in the world of Ziwei and that no one could do anything to you? If nothing else,
How confident are you that you can overcome this hurdle?"
In fact, let's not talk about the "chaos of the Tao" and the "unanchored road" experience after the second realm. Even at that time, people with extremely high merits and deeds can't actually tell how far they are from the "extreme end of the Tao".
What a difference.
The Ziwei World of this generation has a relatively clear yardstick because there are blameless figures such as Xuanyuan Huai and other incredibly brilliant figures, who are superior and inferior to each other. There is a world where the most brilliant figures are as high as Li Yunlong.
, Xi Lerong's situation; or maybe a step further, reaching the level of Yu Gucheng. But among them, he is the only one who is alone. So they themselves can't tell how many inches are ahead.
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It goes without saying that the future will be clouded by signs of chaos.
As far as Mr. Mood is concerned, after many thousands of years, he actually can't tell how far "he" back then was from reaching the extreme state with every step he took.
But this time God's will comes to the world of Ziwei, it is an opportunity.
Because of some inexplicable mystery, the extreme of the world of Ziwei is the extreme of the Tao realm. Moreover, Mr. Mood has evolved into such a clone. Once this body is solidified, it will be able to awaken the depths of his heart with its wonderful outlines.
The meaning of "chaos" that had been sealed long ago is compared with the self of the past.
This clone is three thousand times stronger than Mr. Mood's back then.
In other words, it can also be said that the current level of blamelessness is three thousandths better than Mr. Mood in the Dao realm based on his magical power. It can also be said that Mr. Mood is three thousandths away from the true limit.
What is not actually explained is that after Mr. Xinxin was established in the Tao realm, he had been cultivating a sword intention like a model of lakes and lakes in his heart. He had no fixed consciousness and no fixed thoughts. It was not until two hundred years later that he truly came out of seclusion.
There is also a process of cultivation and improvement. The so-called three thousandths refers to the moment when his consciousness became clear two hundred years after he became enlightened.
If compared to the day when they achieved the Dao Realm, the gap between the two sides would be even greater.
Mr. Mood made a move.
The previous use of swords and hammers was just to test the depth, not a real attack. This move in front of me is the real killing method!
Mr. Mood himself seemed to turn into infinite sword light, shining brightly on the world.
Although there was nothing special about it except for its brightness, Gui Wujiu knew that it contained the sword intent of Chenyang's Eight Swords equally, with no more and no less of each attribute.
Gui Wujiu saw it in his eyes, but shook his head and said: "The first step and the second step can actually be skipped. With the state of Mr. Mood, why should he walk in such a trivial way?"
The three paddle wheels together form an incredibly strong defense, and none of the billions of sword lights can get close.
Not only was he defensive, but he was also able to counterattack calmly. Gui Wujiu raised his sleeves, and his intention to relax was instantly condensed, as if he was sensing Mr. Mood's sword intention at the same time, and he immediately stabbed with his sword.