Tianzhou classmate has seven souls. It seems that the number of two souls is not correct, but it is actually three souls. As for why, let me give it a try. Although some people may have guessed it.
Classmate Wu Zhou finally left the sect for the time being. To be honest, I was not used to it and felt quite awkward writing about Wu Zhou in the sect.
Chapter 270 Wingspan, the sky is high and birds can fly
Practice as always.
Zuo Wuzhou took a breath and said softly: "The most important thing about Wu Yu is the soul, and the most important thing about Wu Zong is the soul. In order to coordinate the time, I should put the soul first and then the soul."
Zuo Wuzhou didn't understand the meaning of the word "coordinating", but he knew how to allocate and adjust the cultivation time and progress in a timely manner. This should be the best overall plan.
After a pause, Zuo Wuzhou relaxed, with a trace of unspeakable indifference: "Changkong Sect treats me well and wants to keep me like a treasure. My trip is sudden, Changkong must have done something, and can make up for the situation after it has been lost."
Can.
Zuo Wuzhou had a plan in mind and remained motionless as a mountain. He thought carefully: "Once the people in the sky come out to look for me, they will definitely not know where I am going. They will definitely find Yaksha and Jinyan. In this way, Yaksha and Jinyan will have their own destiny."
for protection.”
Three days ago, Yaksha and Jin Yan left together quietly. The people sent by Changkong must not be able to find him, so they can only find out his whereabouts from Yaksha.
He calmed down his mind, hesitating and thinking several times. Zuo Wuzhou lowered his head and whispered: "That's how it is. Although the sky is good, it's not my ambition. No matter what happens, people always feel uncomfortable when they are in the sky.
.This heaven and earth should be my destination just now.”
Zuo Wuzhou was treated well by Changkong, and even the heart of fire and the earth were given to him to cultivate. But Zuo Wuzhou could not adapt to the days of being in Changkong. Firstly, he didn't like the feeling of being under someone else's roof, and secondly, he didn't like being naked.
The illusion of exposure for all to see.
The Changkong Sect is destined to be the springboard for leaping into heaven and earth. How can others know Zuo Wuzhou's soaring heart that wants to compete with the Lord of Heaven, or his unruly heart that wants to escape from the reins and seek endless admiration?
People have the heart of a gill and the ambition of soaring into the clouds. How can a mere sect be restrained? Only the bottom of the sky is a vast land.
As the saying goes, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.
This is the tiger awakening, this is the dragon coming out of the sea, this is the eel spreading its wings. How can one describe the fear and unruliness in the heart, and how can one describe the bold and unrestrained feeling in the heart.
"He doesn't want to die, or something."
When King Gaitian found out, he was furious.
Based on the past registration records, Nie Chaoye easily checked it out and thought to himself: "In the past ten days, he has exchanged two more light-escape talismans and other objects based on the contribution points of the Red Fire Chain."
"In addition to his joining the sect, the Zhenzong Talisman, the Heart of Fiery Fire, the Heart of Thick Earth, and some other items we gave him should be quite a few." After checking it, he could vaguely see through it. Zuo Wuzhou was afraid that it would be early in the morning.
He is planning to travel privately.
Nie Chaoye thought about it, and on one hand he was angry that Zuo Wuzhou didn't cherish his life, and on the other hand he couldn't laugh or cry. He comforted him: "With his cultivation, and the protection of the holy weapon, as long as he is not attacked by Wu Zong or Wu Sheng
, I should be able to barely protect myself."
After all, the Changkong Sect just wanted to keep Zuo Wuzhou in a secret room like a treasure and protect it. If it were another genius, that would be fine. There are ninety-nine Dharma Soul Tianyuanyuan blood transfusions, which sect and which sect?
There are not three or five geniuses in a generation.
However, Zuo Wuzhou, this genius, is different and unique. Ever since he entered the True Soul Heaven, he has become the focus of the True Soul Heaven. There are various sects in the discipline who have secret plots.
King Gaitian and Nie Chaoye made a plan, and without any hesitation, they immediately decided to send three Wu Zong to assist. No matter what, Zuo Wuzhou must be protected, but if there is danger, just bring them back.
With this order, Wu Zong selected some Wu Yu to accompany him. Nie Wen, who had always been kind and gentle, took the initiative to apply to join for the first time.
What was particularly surprising was that Hua Jiaqi actually stepped forward and said, "I'll go too."
The three Wu Zong led more than a dozen Wu Yu and quietly left the mountain.
Among the several Wu Zong staying in the sky, one Wu Zong's eyes flashed, and he secretly clenched his left fist. His heart beat loudly: "This Zuo Wuzhou is so brave. He is not afraid of many people in the dark, and dares to go out to the sky privately."
"In this case, when our opportunity comes."
Looking from a distance, I saw some people filing out and flying across the sky.
Mu Longqing jumped down from the top of the mountain in the distance, his eyes filled with resentment and confusion: "Uncle Feng, many people from the Changkong Sect came out and went in the direction of Yaksha."
Feng Wuzong was a majestic and burly man. His hair was messy and he said lightly: "Zuo Wuzhou."
No one noticed Zuo Wuzhou's whereabouts. There was little movement in the Changkong Sect. It is possible that each sect vaguely knew that Zuo Wuzhou was traveling privately. However, many Wu Zongwuyu squatted here, but they never found Zuo Wuzhou.
After a pause, Mu Longqing realized how smart he was. He gritted his teeth and said, "That Zuo Wuzhou is a very cunning person. Could it be that he used a secret technique to sneak away secretly? So, we didn't see him?"
Mu Longqing suddenly understood: "That Yaksha is Zuo Wuzhou's personal subordinate. Zuo Wuzhou indulges in poison. He must be traveling with Yaksha."
Uncle Feng's eyes were filled with fierceness: "Then what are you waiting for!"
Mu Longqing is smart, but others are not stupid either.
Not long after the people from the Changkong Sect appeared and fled, no less than a dozen waves of people appeared one after another. They followed each other quietly. I hope they can find Zuo Wuzhou from the Changkong Sect's whereabouts.
From a distance, Zuo Wuzhou saw the waves of people and horses appearing one after another like black spots. His eyes were flowing, and he felt cold and empty. After a long time, he finally lowered his head and said, "It seems that there are really not a few people who want to plot against me."
.This time, I will send it to you for now, and it will not be too late to pick it up in the future.”
The body does not move, the mind does not move, and he is calm, but he has already seen the danger of the True Soul Heaven at a glance: "This True Soul Heaven. Sure enough, it is not a strong... evil place, I am afraid it is a bit more sinister than the Dharma Soul Heaven."
Whatever you do from now on, it will be done as soon as possible, and it will not be easy for you."
There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes: "Except for Brother Nie Wen, the Changkong Sect really treats me kindly. From now on, I will repay Changkong's love and kindness tenfold."
He continued without moving and waited silently for three days. With no more followers, Zuo Wuzhou gave way to the Changkong Sect and jumped out. Instinctively holding his breath to confuse him, he jumped, jumped, and changed in the blink of an eye.
Disappeared.
Thunder and rain light intertwined into a scene of a stormy season. It was like a scene of dark clouds pressing down on the city and threatening to destroy it.
In the storm, the ink became more and more intense, almost reaching the sky and covering the earth.
I still remember the hiding place of the skinny monk that day.
Zuo Wuzhou came here again and found nothing. He was not disappointed. The thin soul monk had been captured and killed by the Changkong Sect, and this place must have been suppressed by the Changkong Sect.
Zuo Wuzhou felt very happy about the feeling of using the earth as his mat and the sky as his quilt. Only this way he could not feel the slightest restraint, but felt comfortable and happy.
After taking a short rest here, Zuo Wuzhou walked through the night while practicing. He patted the little thing and said calmly: Little thing, let’s go.”
The thing is much taller than before. It is almost half a person tall, and it must have grown. The golden hair on its body is smoother and more beautiful. If it is not wagging its tail, it would be suspicious.
This is a lion.
I took the little thing with me into the city, and after a little inquiring, I found out about another difference between the True Soul Heaven and the Dharma Soul Heaven.
A country is a force that cannot be ignored in the Dharma Soul Heaven. In the True Soul Heaven, the foundation of a country is still the Great Husband and the Martial Emperor. However, this mere strength is just a matter of being slaughtered by others.
Therefore, the countries in Zhenhuntian are much more peaceful than the countries in Fahuntian, and there are often no wars. In short, whichever sect is more powerful will submit to whichever sect, but no matter how submissive it is,
, be obedient and obedient.
How could the sect take secular power seriously? What it wants is nothing more than the geniuses selected by the Soul Academy.
The secular world of Zhenhuntian is also very lively. Zuo Wuzhou made a brief tour and inquired about it, and he got a general idea. He calmly entered an inn. His breath was slightly relieved. It was good that it frightened some people.
Not long after, Jin Yan, who had grown into a teenager, ran out of the guest room with the little white pig and went downstairs. Joy: "I have been waiting for a few days, but you are here!"
The reason why Jin Yan is here is because Yaksha created an illusion and asked Jin Yan to secretly return to this city alone and wait for Zuo Wuzhou.
The purpose of this trip is to reach the secret place of floating clouds.
It's hard to say whether he was more timid because of being close to his hometown. Jin Yan looked in a daze. On one hand, he was nervous and excited, and on the other hand, he sighed: "The thirty-eight-year-old Wu Yu. How can I believe it unless I have witnessed it with my own eyes! Someone told me personally that I
It’s also absolutely hard to believe.”
"Wu Yu has a lifespan of seven hundred years, but he is only forty years old. He will still have another six or seven hundred years to become stronger." Jin Yan's eyes widened and he swallowed: "Wu Zong Wu Sage, what the hell is that?"
"Perhaps, one day, he can become a being that surpasses the Martial Saint." Jin Yan's old ghost's heart was beating loudly. Thinking that he could witness Zuo Wuzhou with his own eyes, he was a little excited: "The legendary super warrior
Soul Saint!"
Jin Yan thought that Zuo Wuzhou was a super genius if he could become a martial artist at the age of 100. However, Zuo Wuzhou became a martial artist at a speed that he could not imagine. It was as if he had become a martial artist in the blink of an eye.
Jin Yan smiled helplessly, but it still looked sad. At that time, Jin Yan was also a genius of the Fuyun Sect, but he only became a martial artist at the age of two hundred. Now, he is hiding in the Hanyang Eagle. Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The Hanyang Eagle consumed his life soul greatly, and he had very little life left. He was even unable to determine whether he could live to the day when he could regain his martial arts skills. But he must defeat the Fuyun Sect.
Revitalize.
The Fuyun Sect had no choice but to let him survive, which was exactly his fate.
"The good thing is, Grandpa, I was smart for once. I saw the right person for once." Jin Yan was very happy. At this point, he had just exchanged the entire treasure of Fuyun Secret Land for Zuo Wuzhou's support. It was worth it.
feeling.
No one knows when Zuo Wuzhou will become a Martial Master or a Martial Saint. Those who make such speculations are often frightened by Zuo Wuzhou's cultivation myth.
But Jin Yan knew that his entrustment was right.
It is a time of rest while practicing. Practicing every moment is the reason why Zuo Wuzhou has achieved the myth of cultivation.
While he finished practicing, while Jin Yan was still resting, Zuo Wuzhou took out three Heavenly King's Gallbladders. He played with them carefully and repeatedly speculated: "Could it be that the seven beads in these Heavenly King's Gallbladders are also disposable talismans?"
The battle that day killed Ke Wuzong with twenty-one fine beads of Tianwang Guang. Zuo Wuzhou is still deeply impressed by the battle that day.
Due to being in the sky all the time, there was no time or room for a good practice. Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou had never known the complete power of Tianwang Dan. That day, against the enemy Wuzong, he simply lost all his courage.
Explosive.
Its power is absolutely astonishing, and it is definitely better than the True Holy Talisman Treasure. Three of the seven-star Heavenly King gallbladders are in his hands. If all seven are in his hand, and all the gallbladders of the seventy-seven dishes and nineteen gallbladders will explode, then what?
What a power it must be.
At that moment of the bright mushroom cloud, Zuo Wuzhou's mind wavered for the first time and he began to doubt whether this Seven-Star Heavenly King's Gallbladder was a true holy weapon. Or was it a super holy weapon that was even more powerful than a true holy weapon?
He calmly held the three Heavenly King's Gallbladders and shook his wrists. In an instant, a stretchable sword light exploded, and the colors of the five elements alternated from time to time, which was extremely fatal.
Like a statue standing still, for a long time, with a face as thick as iron, he put away the Heavenly King's Gallbladder. Then he took out another object. The stars in his eyes shone brightly: "The Heavenly King's Book!"
I have been studying Tianwang Dan and Tianwang Pu for more than ten years.
Since his breakthrough into Wu Yu more than a year ago, Zuo Wuzhou finally understood the Heavenly King Dan and the Heavenly King Pu after accumulating insights.
The reason why I couldn't use it in the past was not because Zuo Wuzhou didn't understand it. It was because I didn't have enough cultivation. Once I became a martial artist, I had vaguely passed a very high threshold and could finally use it.
Since the Heavenly King Pu is an essential weapon, Zuo Wuzhou has never dared to use it. Now, being in the wild, wouldn't it be a good opportunity?
Activate the Heavenly King's Pu, the scroll-like Heavenly King's Pu. It seems to be automatic without wind, and it will naturally roll out and spread out, with a width of one foot and three feet and a length of ten feet.
With a movement of his toes, he jumped onto the scroll of the Heavenly King Book. With a surge of soul power, he caught Zuo Wuzhou and turned into light like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou actually turned into light and flew very far away. This speed was much faster than the instantaneous explosion of the "Fire Thunder Wings". He stepped low on the scroll, and the black clothes stirred, and for a moment it seemed like
Black light flows across the sky.
Moving against the wind, two winds hit his ears and hit his face like a knife. Zuo Wuzhou was secretly surprised. Since he became a warrior, his physical strength has greatly increased, and he rarely encounters strong winds when flying. It can be seen that this king of heaven is
The speed of spectrum is so fast.
Flying and soaring in the sky, the blue sky and white clouds are layered in different layers, how can one not be filled with pride? After a pause, the emotion surges from the throat, and a roaring sound soars into the sky and goes straight to the clouds. It is truly terrifying and magnificent.
Raising his arms and roaring, he held the roaring sky, and he held it heartily and heartily: "It's so happy, so happy. But it's been a long time since I've been this happy. The Heavenly King's Pu is indeed worthy of being the elemental weapon dropped from Yuanhuntian."
He jumped up, made a move with both hands, and automatically took back the Heavenly King's Manual in his hand. A dark color flowed in his eyes, and he was about to test the Heavenly King's Manual again, but he heard several howls blazing into the sky.
"Is there someone?" As his thoughts moved, Zuo Wuzhou's face was as dark as water, and his consciousness was tilting like the all-pervasive mercury tide. He finally noticed that there was someone dozens of miles away, vaguely chasing and escaping: "Is there a fight? How dare you!"
The wind blew like a knife. Gongqiu fled in a hurry from the dense forest halfway up the mountain. His lips were pale green, his handsome face was already disfigured, and there were bloodstains everywhere!
A stagger finally reminded Gongqiu that he had not rested for nine days and nine nights.
His legs were so weak, as if he had made a mistake. Gong Qiu believed he would never get up again.
"I can't die. I can't die before giving the things to my uncle." Gong Qiu was overstretched with his body and will. His legs were weak and his body was empty. Then he saw a black shadow following him in despair.
Come, play with him like a cat playing with a mouse, but don't kill him.
"Our Qingshan Sect must not end like this. I must hand over Bingxi to my uncle."
The tribute ball was tragic. The opponent didn't know that the thing was in his hand, because he was just Emperor Wu. There was no way that the treasure would be placed in Emperor Wu's hands. The enemy would never have thought of it. It was just like a cat playing with a mouse. He was deliberately teasing and killing.
When he has had enough drama, that is his end.
Along the way, countless fellow apprentices had lost their lives in order to protect him and the treasures in his storage bag. But this damn Wu Yu still clung to him hard.
What to do! Gongqiu knew that he could no longer escape, both mentally and physically. But, could it be that the sacrifices of so many brothers were in vain? Could it be that the lives of so many people in the Qingshan Sect were just
It's of no value at all.
The Qingshan Sect was suddenly attacked overnight and suffered heavy casualties. After the sect leader knew why the enemy came, he ordered many people to evacuate with their treasures.
The tribute ball is one of them, maybe not the most important. But it must be what the enemy wants the most, because what the enemy wants is in the storage bag in his arms. And so far, the enemy doesn't know it.
Gongqiu is like Luo Zhu who is about to be crushed by the last straw at any time.
He is Emperor Wu, but the masked man in black who has been chasing him for a month is actually Wu Yu. The terrifying Wu Yu. Playing with them like a nightmare, teasing them, slowly watching them in fear, and then taking them away
's life.
Finally, the emptiness of the body and will destroyed the tribute ball, falling to the earth like catkins, struggling and twitching, but it was no longer possible to get up with the completely overstretched body. The only thing that could be done was to use a pair of hatred-filled
Look at the enemy.
The masked man laughed strangely, like the voice of a night owl: "Run away. Run away. If you don't run away, it won't be fun. If you run away for nine days and nine nights, I will chase you for nine days and nine nights, until you die of exhaustion."
I will make him into a human being and save him bit by bit for rich food."
"Think about it and you will feel comfortable." The masked man smiled proudly: "I like to see you begging for mercy in fear, come and beg me, beg me."
Gongqiu was not afraid. He was originally afraid, but now he was not afraid at all. He smiled contemptuously: "Our Qingshan Sect cannot be defeated. You want to seize our Yankong Sacred Artifact, but you don't know that you will seize it."
What’s left is fake.”
"The real Yankong Sacred Artifact has been taken away by a martial sect." Gong Qiu suddenly felt extremely ridiculous, he just wanted to laugh. Just wanted to laugh.
The masked man was stunned and screamed: Boy, you are looking for death!"
The masked man was enraged and struck with a slash of his sword.
But at this moment, a glint of the sword suddenly glowed, and it intercepted the masked man's sword. Suddenly, he saw a tree in the dense forest descending.
The masked man was furious: "What bastard is that? I think you don't want to live anymore."
A word of indifference suddenly rose and fell, accompanied by a young man in black who came spontaneously: "I'm here to ask you, does your organization want to seize the Yankong Sacred Artifact from each sect?"
The masked man suddenly became calmer, and a sinister light suddenly appeared: "Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere in our affairs!"
The young man in black was as angry as a mountain, and he spoke indifferently again. He already had some seriousness: "Let me ask you again. Does your organization want to seize the sacred artifacts of the Yankong from each sect?"
"It's troublesome and deserves to be killed!" The masked man's murderous intention suddenly appeared and his body moved.