Wu Shuangjiang was trapped in the overlapping small worlds. The four people were no longer visible. Instead, he put away the towering statue that could hold up the heaven and earth, and carefully appreciated the first layer of the mustard seed world that was the fundamental thing of this star map.
Further outside, there was the aura of searching the mountain map. Wu Shuangjiang was not in a hurry, soared through the void, and with one random step, he was able to cross a star in the small world, surrounding his body, because he was the only one who was defeated, with just one breath.
, every move will collide with the small world, especially when Wu Shuangjiang walks every time, like a rolling river hitting a pillar in the water, arousing bursts of dazzling colored glaze, overflowing with color, extremely bright, as if behind him
Dragging an extremely slender but unbreakable long line, Wu Shuangjiang seemed like a god crossing the galaxy.
Walking around in the courtyard is like a Qi practitioner who has just entered the secular Qintian prison, and has to do the four introductory courses of twilight, twilight, qiao and danzhong.
Then Wu Shuangjiang took a step to hover in the void between Dou and Niu. Looking back, he saw long lines that looked like the trajectory of life. They persisted for a long time. They were the manifestation of a line of cause and effect? ​​Wu Shuangjiang felt that something was new.
, just let it go and wait for the other party to pull the strings. I just hope that it is not a means of thunder and rain.
Wu Shuangjiang clasped his hands behind his back, lowered his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Cui, they all say that you are angry when fighting bulls. Where is the sword light?"
Regarding the Haoran characters, there were only two that Wu Shuangjiang was really interested in, Su Zi and Xiu Hu.
Wu Shuangjiang sincerely admired the former's poems, so when he and Lu Chen stood outside the Great Xuandu Temple together, even in front of the kid with the tiger head hat, Wu Shuangjiang still said that he admired Su Zi. As for the latter, not
What he admires about bullying his master and destroying his ancestors is not the glorious and beautiful three things, but Cui Chan's choice and the hundreds of years of paving the way to finally make that choice. Wu Shuangjiang finds it very interesting. If it were him, he would never be able to do it. Since
In this way, you deserve your own respect.
Wu Shuangjiang rarely feels that he can't accomplish anything, that he can't write lyrics as heroic as Su Zi, that he can calculate two worlds in just a hundred years, and that he can play with applause, but he is not as good as Cui Chan.
Therefore, the honorific title of Mr. Cui to Wu Shuangjiang is really not a polite term.
In fact, Wu Shuangjiang no longer needed to say polite words to anyone, not even to Xuandu Guansun Huaizhong, nor to Bai Yujing and Lu Chen.
A young man in white clothes who had returned to this place appeared extremely far below. Even with Wu Shuangjiang's level of cultivation, with all his eyesight, he could only see the figure of a mustard seed, but the young man's voice was loud, "You
Please beg me, otherwise I won’t see you!”
Wu Shuangjiang smiled. When Xiuhu was young, he shouldn't have been this virtuous, right? I remember once hiding my identity and watching the debate between the three religions from a distance. The young scholar standing behind the old scholar looked at him with a bookish air and a temperament.
He was very steady and somewhat naturally graceful. At that time, Wu Shuangjiang felt that this person was a good person. As expected, Baidi City Caiyun Bureau was established soon after that.
Wu Shuangjiang thought to himself and said: "That's right, I am a guest, and the person I meet is half an embroidered tiger, so I must have a meeting gift."
I saw this Sui Chugong casually raising his palm and saying with a smile the word "Raise the Sword". First, a grain of snow-white light appeared around him, which originated from the two words. Then it stretched into a long line of sword light, and finally turned into a line of sword light.
A closer look reveals a slightly chipped long sword.
The style of the long sword, except for more than two hundred extremely small gaps on the blade, is exactly the same as the white jade Jing Yudou's sword, one of the four immortal swords.
Wu Shuangjiang said again: "The sword falls."
The line fell straight down.
That magnificent sword light fell straight from the sky to the earth between the bullfighting stars.
The young man in white clothes stood there, his sleeves bulging, and twelve sword lights appeared in his sleeves, as a return gift from the human world to the guest in heaven.
The twelve sword lights each drew a slight arc. If they did not compete with the "Daozang" imitation sword, they would each kill their own enemies.
Besides, he might not be able to dodge that sword.
The sword light in the sky was like a mountain falling to the ground. Cui Dongshan curled his lips. Damn it, he really couldn't avoid it. Wu Shuangjiang is such a shameless fellow. He is not a swordsman, but he actually plays with a sword.
One of Cui Dongshan's talisman incarnations was shattered on the spot, without any suspense.
The afterglow of the sword light was majestic, but it was restricted by the weird rules of heaven and earth. It could not really penetrate the small world of the star map in a straight line. Instead, it kept appearing unexpectedly among the major stars, folding again and again, disappearing suddenly, appearing suddenly again and again, a line
The light of the sword continued to shine between the sky and the earth. Wu Shuangjiang didn't even look at the twelve flying swords. After getting close, without exception, they were still hovering a few feet away from Wu Shuangjiang. Wu Shuangjiang stretched out his hand and grabbed them.
Yi's flying swords were all condensed to the size of mustard seeds. They were all held in the palm of his hand and crushed into powder in an instant. These virtual objects did not contain a true Taoist meaning and were not qualified to be imitated by him.
Wu Shuangjiang shook his sleeves, and the imitation sword with endless Taoist meaning disappeared into his sleeves.
Cui Dongshan appeared in the Seventh Place in the South, the seventh place in the south, after the Suzaku, but he changed into the appearance of Wu Shuangjiang, and drew a talisman with his fingers, and wrote "Sui Chugong Wu Shuangjiang" on the palm of his hand, turned his palm over, and
The string of words immediately melted like snow and merged into the ground under your feet. Then a huge water worm emerged and swam slowly. On top of the water worm, a burly giant in black clothes and a sword appeared, as well as five others.
The women in yellow clothes standing on a car each picked out a certain character from "Sui Chugong Wu Shuangjiang".
Wu Shuangjiang burst into laughter. This Mr. Cui really cares about these petty profits and takes advantage of everything. Is he trying to take advantage of the right time and place to fight against people? The accumulated small amount will make a large amount, and he will share it with the other three people. In the end, none of them will die in the battle.
Not to mention, at some point, the victory can be determined in one fell swoop? It is a good calculation. But whether it can come true depends on your own mood. If you want to exchange injuries for lives with a fourteenth realm, these
As a young man, he really dares to think and do.
The four spirits of heaven rectify the four directions.
The four palaces, nine fields, and twenty-eight constellations surround the sun, moon, and five stars in all directions.
Road grinding ants.
In addition to the small movements in Zhensu, there are also great phenomena in the heaven and earth.
The sky and the earth come together, and each of the twenty-eight stars has a god and general sitting there, just like a spectator who spreads out a star map on the desk and rolls up the scroll again.
You need to use this to kill Wu Shuangjiang's Taoist deeds.
Wu Shuangjiang just pointed at the stars not far away and asked with a smile: "Generally, the records in books are all about Bishuida, but according to the ferryman Zhang Fuzi, it is Bishuis. Which one is true?"
Cui Dongshan turned into a god who towered over the sky and the earth. He bowed his head and bent over. His eyes were like the sun and the moon. On his two snow-white sleeves, there were countless water descendants of the dragon family, all of them were bent like scorpions. Cui Dongshan's
The Dharma Minister looked down at Wu Shuangjiang, and his ordinary chatting tone was as loud as thunder, as if the gods of the Thunder Department were trying their best to beat the drums, but the content of the words was very Cui Dongshan, "You ask dad, who are you going to ask?"
Wu Shuangjiang raised his head and said, "If Mr. Cui keeps making such a fuss, I will be very disappointed in Xiuhu."
Cui Dongshan took the photo with one palm.
Wu Shuangjiang shook his head and shook his sleeves. After roughly appreciating the mystery of the star map, he felt that there was no need to stay here and went to the Sou Mountain Formation outside to have a look.
So he took out four swords from his sleeves and circled them around him. The four long swords pointed in all directions.
Daozang, Taibai, Wanfa, Tianzhen.
Although they are four imitation swords, there is still a big difference in sword power between the swords wielded by the four real immortal sword masters, namely Yu Dou, Sun Huaizhong or Bai Ye, the Great Master of Longhu Mountain, and Ning Yao.
Wu Shuangjiang is the only one in the world who has accomplished such a feat, not to mention the sword energy that fills the world and cannot be faked.
It’s like the gathering of the “next-class authentic works” of immortal swords in the world once again, and it’s a spectacular sight.
Wu Shuangjiang pierced Cui Dongshan's dharma image with just a finger.
The four swords flashed away.
The world of mustard seeds is like this.
The young man in white didn't even have the chance to take back a badly damaged formation diagram, or Cui Dongshan didn't even think about taking it back from the beginning.
Come to the second small world.
It’s Jiang Shangzhen’s Taiping Book of Searching Mountains.
Different from the most widely circulated pictures of Sou Shan in the world, in this Taiping Book, the targets captured by the gods who search the mountains everywhere are mostly human-looking, and there are many graceful women with eclipsed beauty. Instead, they are those who
The divine general with a golden ring on his hand looks very fierce and not like a human being.
When Wu Shuangjiang came to the Sou Shan Formation, in the small world of Sou Shan Tu, no matter whether it was the enemy or we were fighting, they all left the mountain in the wind and swarmed away, each showing their magical powers and tens of thousands of spells.
Madly smashed at Wu Shuangjiang.
Wu Shuangjiang's thoughts moved slightly, and the four imitation swords instantly went away and hovered in the four directions of the world. The sword tips of the four swords pointed at them, and the sword light bloomed, just like four sky-reaching pillars standing in the four directions of the sky and the earth.
Then he twisted out two talismans and threw them gently, and a fox-white fur woman appeared next to her. She was full of vitality and stepped on a pair of flying cloud shoes. She was made of black damask, plain silk embroidered with clouds, dyed with spices, and the fragrance lingered around her feet.
As she walked slowly, she was like a fairy whose feet were covered with white clouds, and her body was soaring. As she walked, white clouds rolled in, and the heaven and earth were filled with a strange fragrance.
There was another handsome young man, with a yellow belt around his waist and a wat bag hanging on it. The young man just stretched out his hand to hold down the belt, and the numerous mountain spirits, ghosts, demons and monsters that were searched for the mountain retreated to the mountain on their own, and waited until the young man reached out to take out the bag again.
He took out the jade wat in his hand and threw it into the air casually. All the Soushan generals with golden rings on their wrists began to stop moving forward again, and finally retreated slowly.
Wu Shuangjiang looked left and right, looking at the boy and girl who were a couple of gods and gods beside him, and smiled slightly.
On the other side of the innocent imitation sword, a young man in white stood more than ten miles away. He nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, "I have to remind my wife not to draw the sword easily."
A little elf sneaked up here and nodded vigorously, "It's really difficult to deal with. It's much more worrying than fighting Pei Min or fighting with Palace Master Wu."
With a flash of light from the imitation sword, the boy in white was cut in half, and the little elf was decapitated.
As a result, the boy in white jumped his legs and stitched his body together, while the little elf waved his hand and put his head back on his shoulders.
Wu Shuangjiang was slightly surprised. It wasn't Cui Dongshan's method. The talisman was just a talisman to refresh his mind. It was easy to put together and had some minor skills. But how could Jiang Shangzhen, a real Yin Shen out of body, escape unscathed?
Wu Shuangjiang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Stop hiding, no one should be idle."
To be continued...