Supporting the sky and the earth, and then destroying the heaven and earth, allowing the majestic force to crush down heavily and forcefully, this is Wei Yuan's unique magical power. In this small world, for some reason, the Chang'an Sword cannot appear, and it is simply condensed with sword energy.
Although his sword was still strong enough to move horizontally, it was a bit weaker after all.
The hand that climbed over the mountain fell down. The person who was suspected to be the fake Fuxi did not expect this move.
His face suddenly changed, his arms crossed and he was hit hard on the arm by this move. With two clicks, the arm bone was almost broken. Wei Yuan opened his five fingers slightly and used [Words and Techniques] to use. The opponent's response was
This is by no means an unanticipated move that exists in this era.
In almost a few moves, Wei Yuan's palm clasped the man's armored mask.
"Don't even think about it..."
It’s the thunder and fire in the mountains and rivers again.
She wanted to break free from Wei Yuan's hand to prevent him from seeing her true appearance.
However, he discovered that the white-haired Taoist in front of him was like a prophet, his moves were unpredictable, and he reacted one step ahead and forcefully changed his moves again, but it was still the same. Zhuanxu over there finally calmed down and raised his eyes to see that
The man in black clothes and armor beside him has magnificent moves and innate flow.
But the white-haired Taoist actually only faced the enemy with one hand, which was always unexpected.
Although he looks elegant and calm, he actually forces the other party's innate Bagua skill to be inexperienced and difficult to use.
Suddenly, his right hand suddenly opened, his sleeves were swept away, and the majestic suction force of the world inside his sleeves exploded, pulling the unprepared opponent forward. The five fingers of his right hand caught the mask just right, and immediately the majestic power exploded violently.
With the force of holding up the sky and the earth, he grabbed the opponent's head and smashed it down hard.
Step forward with your right foot.
Thirty-six Heavenly Powers: Turn the ground into steel.
The hardness of this steel is related to its own Taoism. At this moment, Wei Yuan's envoy is probably as hard as the magic weapons in myths. The combined effect of this move can most likely be regarded as the Tathagata Buddha directly opening the golden body in myths.
Then he smiled ferociously and used the five-finger mountain to grab someone's head and hit it hard on Sun Wukong's Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
FUCK YOU, are you enlightened or not? Are you enlightened or not!
Named Fu Keyou, the so-called physical transcendence.
A wake-up call from Zen.
A heavy move directly hit the person to the ground, as if his head was going to be crushed directly with one move.
The power of the eight innate mythological concepts exploded instantly.
Zhuan Xu had no problem for a moment, but he didn't expect that the Taoist with elegant painting style just used this violent and reckless man's outrageous move. He was shocked and stepped back repeatedly. He couldn't see what was really happening in front of him. While he was worried and waiting, in the footsteps, the white-haired man
The Taoist has already stepped forward.
The broad robe has wide sleeves, and the palms of his hands are white and clasped with a mask that is constantly bleeding.
Zhuanxu was stunned: "This, this is..."
Wei Yuan replied: "Being run away is a combination of the innate Bagua technique and escape technique."
"Huh? Blood on the mask?"
"Pindao just did some tricks on the ground."
In fact, when Wei Yuan just pointed the ground into steel, he directly made a cone on the ground with the idea of opening a hole for the opponent's head, because the communication with Hou Tu, when it came to the earth type,
At the time of his magical powers, Wei Yuan's achievements were already unparalleled in the world.
"...Your Excellency, you are so strong."
The Taoist looked at the things in his hands and said, "I'm just familiar with it."
The genuine Fuxi guys fought each other more than once.
Are you afraid that you are a fake?
Tsk, how can it be as slippery as the real Fuxi?
"...I have dragged you down, otherwise, you should be able to catch up." Zhuan Xu looked apologetic. Judging from the fight just now, with Wei Yuan's strength, he could not really take down the opponent directly, at least
It is possible to achieve greater results, but this is not the case.
"You can't be led away from the mountain."
"Their target is you and Gonggong..."
"Gonggong?!" Zhuanxu was startled, and then his face, which had been calm just now in the danger zone, suddenly became panicked, and said: "Quick, go and take a look..."
The white-haired Taoist nodded: "Okay."
But... I'm afraid it's too late.
He directly picked up Zhuanxu's collar, stepped out, and the golden light of Tiangang's supernatural power burst out, directly turning into a stream of light, which instantly swept into the hinterland of the human race with the speed of the golden crow turning into a rainbow, and threw Zhuanxu to Ji Xuanyuan's door with his backhand.
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After another turning point, Tuguang went straight to Gonggong.
Zhuanxu felt that he was outside for a second, and in the next moment he had appeared in front of Ji Xuanyuan's door. His heart was shocked: "So fast...uh?" Before he could finish the thought in his mind, he heard the sound coming from the house.
The sound of quarreling came from inside.
"There's nothing you can say, right?!"
"snort!"
"Okay! If you don't listen to the explanation, then I won't explain it! You won't even take the elixir, what are you going to do!"
"Do whatever you like!"
"You die, I will continue to marry you after you die, me, I will marry three thousand of me in one go!"
"All have white hair and red eyes!"
With a crash, one foot kicked the door out and was directly embedded in the wall. An angry Ji Xuanyuan strode out. Wearing black clothes, with soft black hair hanging down behind his back, he was a dark future technology nerd and music nerd.
The Human Emperor Zhuanxu raised his head stiffly.
"Ah, what, what..."
Zhuanxu was silent and said:
"What, grandpa, I, I went to the wrong yard."
"You and grandma were flirting and quarreling, oh no, I didn't hear a word of the quarrel."
"One more thing to add."
"Isn't the white hair and red eyes what grandma looks like?"
"It's better that you ask Mr. Baize to change. It's okay to change..."
Zhuanxu's voice, which transcends ancient and modern times, can't stop talking and doesn't understand the characteristics of the atmosphere, stopped suddenly, and a generous palm clasped his Tianling Gai, powerful and warm, as if he was back before he was born.
Mother's body is the same.
I even saw the smile of my mother who had passed away long ago.
Um??!
Why does this move look so familiar? It seems to be the same move as the Taoist Master's previous move...
boom!!!
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After being taught the memory correction technique by the direct descendant of the Emperor.
Zhuanxu looked at his grandfather and very cleverly forgot what had just happened.
In the end, despite Ji Xuanyuan's murderous gaze, he honestly told the whole story. It seemed that after everyone around him left one by one, Ji Xuanyuan's eyes, which had become old and decadent, could not be restrained from becoming sharp again.
At this time, the previous golden light fell again, and the white-haired Taoist appeared here.
Zhuanxu introduced the identities of both parties.
Wei Yuan looked at Ji Xuanyuan, cupped his hands slightly, and said in a calm voice: "I have seen the Human Emperor."
Although he is not young, Ji Xuanyuan looks like a decadent middle-aged uncle. He glances at Wei Yuan and says, "Oh? Have we met somewhere?"
"This is my first time meeting the Human Emperor. Your Majesty, I may have remembered it wrong."
The Taoist's tone was gentle and his expression remained calm, as if he was seeing this guy for the first time.
Anyway, it was Tushan's fox that hit you before.
What does it have to do with the origin of my Taoist sect?
Ji Xuanyuan nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and patted Wei Yuan's shoulder to express his gratitude, then leaned closer and laughed: "Really? However, I have firmly remembered your breath, ha... if I notice it,
The Taoist priest lied to me, and I will definitely beat you up the next time we meet."
The first sentence was elegant, but the last sentence revealed the air of a reckless man.
The Taoist's eyes twitched.
If he remembered correctly, this purebred wild man was a savage when he was young.
Breath masking and breath search are both at full level.
Although it is a small world, the leader of the gymnasium still remembers the five-man training group of ancient reckless men created by Zhu Jiuyin himself when they first met, and his own moves were honed at that time.
When it comes to fighting or something like that, it will come naturally after being beaten too many times.
Ji Xuanyuan, that bastard, drove the carriage with one hand and held the yellow yue with the other. He beat him to great joy. Thinking about it now, he actually felt a sense of revenge.
Shouldn't, shouldn't...
It's just a small world.
You were so disturbed that you came up with such a wrong association. Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, you are too immature.
The Taoist laughed at himself in his heart, but did not change his expression afterwards: "Then, the Human Emperor can enjoy himself to the fullest by then."
"good!"
Xuanyuan nodded and said, "How about Gonggong?"
Wei Yuan said: "...He was also attacked, but..."
Another voice answered:
"But, the other side is too stupid."
With calm words and hidden arrogance, the tall water god appeared in the sound of footsteps. With a pull of his right hand, a twisted figure was pulled over and hit hard on the ground. The immeasurable water flow rotated rapidly. Every drop of water was as heavy as a small world.
Trapping the assassin directly inside would make life worse than death.
Gonggong threw the dagger and said, "This thing seems to be able to interfere with the injured person's mind."
"It will make the injured person feel rioting and become paranoid."
"Hmph, the stench of this kind of thing can be smelled long ago."
He dropped the dagger.
Wei Yuan said: "That's it... Gonggong noticed his opponent in advance and used himself as a bait to capture him alive..." Even he couldn't deny that at this moment, Gonggong, compared with Zhuan Xu, no matter who he was, would choose to support Gonggong.
work.
Powerful, calm, strategic, both personal strength and leadership charisma are full of points.
Moreover, he is a god with the same origin as Emperor Wa, and he was reincarnated as a human.
To round it off, it can be said that Nuwa's brother was reincarnated as a human being.
Much more powerful than the current Zhuanxu.
Well, looking at the fanboy expression on Zhuanxu's face, you can tell that this guy has no jealousy at all.
However, since Gonggong was not emotionally disturbed, what happened back then? Wei Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and felt that the things in front of him were getting more and more strange. After understanding the situation, Xuanyuan held his sword and planned to go to the mission to check on the situation.
Gonggong and Zhuanxu accompanied him.
Wei Yuan watched the water god striding past him and said, "How did you notice it?"
The handsome and cold god sneered and replied: "He actually turned into a windbreaker."
"It's a bit of a brain."
"But." Gonggong replied:
"I remember every face in the tribe clearly."
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"Then Pindao will leave first."
The actions of Xuanyuan and the others seemed to involve something quite secretive. Wei Yuan's identity at the moment was not suitable to participate in it. Zhuanxu ran to whisper a few words to Xuanyuan, then brought something and handed it to Wei Yuan.
Explained: "I see that when you just fought, you didn't have any weapons at your disposal."
"There are still many famous swords sealed in Xuanyuan Qiu's arsenal."
"I asked Grandpa for an order. You can take it there and see if you can find any useful weapons."
Wei Yuan nodded his head and thanked him. Part of his strength was in swordsmanship. It was a good thing to have the tools at hand. The Taoist went to the Xiong Department's arsenal and showed the order in his hand. The person guarding the arsenal was a
The old man seemed to be looking through some tortoise shells.
Looking at the order handed over by Wei Yuan, the old man walked in with an oil lamp on his back and said:
"I didn't expect that I could still see this edict. Ha, it seems like there is some kind of turmoil again."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't let you come to get the weapons."
"What weapon does the young man use?"
"Sword." The Taoist replied.
"Ha... Sword weapon, okay, there happens to be a sword here." The old man was surprised and said with a smile: "It seems that you and this sword are destined to be together." He slowly went to pick up the weapon and untied it.
With the formation inscriptions on the weapons, Wei Yuan looked at the tortoise shells and stone slabs on the table.
There are words on it.
He asked curiously: "Is the old man recording something?"
"Heh...it's not a record, it's just a question I'm thinking about."
"question?"
"Yes, I have watched the spirit patterns of countless creatures in my life, but I still don't know how to describe the sky. The sky is so vast that it will never change. But how should I record it? How should I record it?
What about creating it? How do you describe it?”
The old man sighed.
Wei Yuan thought of [Huntian] and the gentle-looking middle-aged man, and said to himself:
"Heaven...is supreme."
"Um?"
"I just remembered something from an old friend. He said that heaven is the highest, starting from the first grade."
The white-haired Taoist explained Huntian's understanding of the sky. The old man with a hunchback and pale face was stunned and said: "...Your friend is really amazing and speaks very clearly." The old man smiled and raised his sword.
He handed the box over and said, "This is the sword. Take a look. Does it fit?"
Wei Yuan thanked him and opened the sword box.
Then the cold sword energy soaked in the years escaped.
The blade of the long sword is red, and the sword energy is extremely cold. The aura of a famous sword circulates throughout the ages. The old man stroked his beard and said: "This sword is made of gold and jade from Kunlun Mountain. The sword energy does not dissipate, and the steel is red."
Blade, use it to cut jade like clay."
"The craftsman who forged this sword was named me, and this sword is named Kunwu."
"Kunwu Sword?!"
The white-haired Taoist was overjoyed for a moment. It was a swordsman's natural joy for something he liked. This was a magic weapon recorded in "Liezi" and China's "Famous Swords". It was just different from other swords that had owners, even in "The Legend of Famous Swords".
Records of Famous Swords and Liezi only record that this sword was presented as a world-famous sword by the Kingdom of Xirong during the time of King Mu of Zhou Dynasty.
"Good luck..."
Wei Yuan drew his sword, and the sword energy spread out. He was indeed a famous swordsman. The Taoist couldn't help but smile.
"Good luck."
"Since the Kunwu Sword can be given as a treasure by Xirong in exchange for King Zhou Mu not to attack them, this sword must have a great reputation."
"The sword is still in the box now."
"It seems that I got this sword before it was famous."
"I wonder if it will take the first time of the Kunwu Sword Master who does not exist in historical records?"
After Wei Yuan thanked him, he was about to leave, but he heard a familiar noise coming from outside: "Old man Cangjie, how are you? What do you think of sitting here..." The voice stopped suddenly, and Wei Yuan raised his eyes,
I saw a handsome but carefree young man outside the door.
I saw the latter dressed as an ancient scribe, with lazy curly hair that hadn't been taken care of in days.
White Pond……
The young man looked at Cang Jie and then at Wei Yuan.
He stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyes heavily, and looked at Wei Yuan again.
Then his face changed, and he shouted out the curse of the human race of this era.
Turn around, step up, run!
???!!
has a problem.
Wei Yuan stepped forward and caught up with him in an instant.
The already old Cangjie was dumbfounded. He couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing. He put the lamp in his hand on the table, covered his waist, walked slowly to the table, sat down slowly, and touched the inscriptions on the stone slab with his wrinkled palms.
, that is a [big] character.
In this era, the big picture is not a horizontal line, but more like two hands hanging down.
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At this moment, the Taoist grabbed Bai Ze's collar and said, "Why are you running?!"
Bai Ze was panting and struggling hard, saying: "You, what are you chasing?!"
"If you don't run, I will chase you?!"
"If you don't chase me, I will run away?!"
Bai Ze and Wei Yuan stared at each other, and finally the Taoist put him down and said: "But you ran away first, what happened to you? Huh? Otherwise, I will take you out and throw you into a place where you record black history."
Those places of gods.”
"I believe they will take good care of you."
The head of the guard emphasized the word "care" in a very strong tone.
As a being who also bears the name of "Black History", the head of the Wei Hall is very aware of Bai Ze's weaknesses.
Bai Ze, was penetrated!
Even his curly hair is listless.
"I, this is the first time I have discovered that there are people like you... You, you don't belong to this world at all!" Bai Ze opened his mouth and revealed a shocking secret. Wei Yuan was shocked and horrified.
After a jump, he realized that Bai Ze, although he was said to be a waste, lazy and a waste of air.
But he is innately equipped with cognitive mythological concepts.
It’s not the kind inside and outside the ten directions.
But as long as you appear in front of him and are observed by him, the information may be detected by him.
He will get information directly from the world itself.
It seems that Bai Ze in the small world has also been reflected with such power...
Wei Yuan thought casually in his heart.
After all, I really come from outside...
Bai Ze looked sad and shouted:
"You are from a later generation that is thousands of years old!"
The smile on the white-haired Taoist's lips froze.
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And in the arsenal.
"Ever since freshman year..."
Cangjie murmured to himself, recalling the path of Hun Tian relayed by the white-haired Taoist.
The wrinkled hand grasped the carving knife tightly and lowered it slowly.
A "1" was added to the big character.
The highest in the domain, from the first level, is [Heaven].
Thus, the word "天" was born, and it has not changed for thousands of years.
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