Chapter 403

Golden City. The purple light soared to the sky, and in the vast void, countless people and practitioners scolded millions of magic weapons from the depths of the green underworld. The gorgeous brilliance reflects the whole world...

"How many years... We are finally back!" The first Taoist in purple robe who stepped on the ancient land shook his heart for many years. The wanderer finally returned to his hometown. Look at the familiar and strange mountains and rivers around. For a moment, I couldn't help bursting into tears with excitement.

"We're finally back!" An ancient Dharma practice who was famous for leaving in the struggle of martial arts and cultivation crossed from another void. Under the guidance of the golden city, he came to this homeland one by one.

"Finally. I'm back..."

A burst of almost neurotic muttering. A famous ancient Dharma practicer crawled on the ground, his whole body was close to the earth, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. Full of turbid tears.

A tide of legal practitioners. Purple clouds at the top of the sky. Roll it upside down to the ground. Spread out in all directions...

The ancient magic practitioners looked at the strange faces and kept twitching, and some old people couldn't help crying. While crying. While muttering to himself, "Frazzu didn't lie, he was right... Hundreds of billions of years, we finally came back again..."

followed. A group of practitioners with black-and-white Taiji pictures in their robes looked solemn, and each of them held an altar in their hands, just as a group of respectful practitioners were puzzled. But he saw the powerful practitioners reaching into the urn. He raised his hand and sprinkled a piece of powder, and a strange smell filled the void. The ancient practitioners who stood up trembled - it was the smell of ashes...

For hundreds of millions of years, it will eventually return to my land..., sing leisurely...

The battle between law and martial arts. It was anniribly annimated in the long river of history. Almost forgotten. . After the wind clan subsided, a large number of ancient methods were practiced. Suddenly, it poured into Taikoo from the distant ancient universe. Its number is huge!

The wind clan has just calmed down. The ancient warriors also reflected. I was shocked by the news and almost speechable. In the mountains in the southeast. The purple air in the sky is day and night, and the dazzling light reflects the space within thousands of miles.

returned, and a large number of ancient practitioners returned, opening the page of history. Resurface an almost forgotten history.

How strong are the practitioners?

Taigu is the world of martial arts practitioners, and those who practice Dharma live in simple achievements, and rarely appear. I know the root of the pursuit of this alternative power. There are really few. It's very few.

How strong are the practitioners? In the place where many ancient practitioners came, there were many prohibitions. The martial artist's divine consciousness is hard to understand!!!

In the Sword Pavilion, Fengyun Wuji is also worried: he can fight against the whole ancient martial arts practitioners. And what does it mean to dare to return to Taikoo after a long time? The battle of gods and demons. The god-level martial artist suffered heavy losses. Only a small number of Dharma practitioners stayed in Taigu. And joined the battle of gods and demons. And during this period. The practitioners of the law have not been disturbed!! Over the past hundreds of billions of years, what is the gap between law practitioners and martial arts practitioners?

All of this is something that everyone should think about.

Taikoo vibration. All forces are following the development of the situation. However, the ancient practitioners have not made any statements for a long time.

"Nine-star beads..., eventful autumn!" In the Sword Pavilion, Fengyun Wuji slowly opened his eyes. The essence of my eyes soared. Then he restrained one by one.

In the past, the War Emperor once said. The field of sword is not perfect enough, in fact. It is far from perfect, otherwise, it will not have been escaped by the general of the wind clan.

After the wind clan calms down, every day, Fengyun Wuji spends a lot of time deducing the way to improve the field of the sword, and at the same time, it reflects and promotes each other with the idea of the sword body. Once you get something, you will think of the sword body, and there will be progress in the field of swords.

His eyes swept over the strips on the table in front of him - the dark pavilion has been fully unfolded in the Taigu shop. In this case, the message will be delivered to Fengyun Wuji for reading every day.

"Where is the dark one?" Feng Yun Wuji said in a low voice.

A shadow surged in the corner of the Sword Pavilion, a moment later. A man wrapped in a nightwear appeared in the corner of the wall: "I'm here."

"I want you to pay attention to the situation of Princess Youruo. What's the news?" Return to the Lord. Princess Youruo is still depressed and unhappy, according to the people of the Feng clan. Princess Youruo seems to like the underground rivers in the forbidden land of the Feng clan very much. I will be in a daze by the river for a long time every day.

The wind and clouds are silent.

"Lord? ..." He wanted to speak in the dark and stopped.

"Say." Feng Yun Wuji frowned slightly and looked at him unhappily.

"My subordinate, I found a powerful master who had been wandering around... Judging from the breath, it seems to be a war clan's battlefield. I don't know if the lord..." He said secretly. Before he finished speaking, he saw Fengyun Wuji raising a palm:

"You don't have to worry about this. I have my own moderation. The evil spirit has become a demon. Don't worry about what secrets he will reveal. There is no secret in the sword domain that makes it easy for him to leak... Pass my orders and closely monitor the movements of all practitioners in ancient times. But remember not to get too close or have any conflict with it. Avoid it if you can! ...Go back!"

"I obey your orders." A gentle wind blows. The darkness disappeared without a trace.

In fact, there is no need to say it secretly, Fengyun Wuji can also clearly sense the existence of the battlefield. From that war, the war demon was bombarded into the void by Ximen Yibei's sword. He reappeared and did not return to the War Emperor's Palace. But he came to the sword field.

In another pavilion building adjacent to the Sword Pavilion. Ximen is in the north and Dugu sits in the town without injury, which means nothing.

Ximen is mainly attacking in the north. Dugu is not injured in the main defense. If the west gate is to the north to destroy the kendo attack Dugu without injury. What will the result be? Can you break through the isolation without injury?

Destroying Kendo is to attack the extreme of Kendo and cultivate it to the extreme. There is no doubt that its power is to cut off everything and cut everything! A sword comes out. The world is shattered.

Wuji Kendo. It is the ultimate defense of Kendo. Cultivat to the extreme. It is not difficult to imagine that it must be a defense against all attacks. With a sword, the world can be safe!

One attack and one defense is a contradiction.

From the moment when the two of them held their swords. Both sides are destined to take a diametrically opposite path.

After all, the ultimate attack is strong. It is still the ultimate defense, which is a dead question. It may be known when Ximen Yibei and Dugu Wuschi have reached the ultimate destruction of Kendo and Wuji Kendo respectively.

and before that. Two completely different kinds of kendo. If you try each other, you must be able to understand each other, so as to make rapid progress - for this reason. Fengyun Wuji let the two move together and study kendo day and night! Sure enough, the entry is fast.

In a cloud slanted above the pavilion of the two people sitting on the ground, it is the hiding place of the battlefield.

Whether it is a warrior. The west gate is still north. They are all practicing crazily. There is no doubt about the cultivation of the two. We can fully sense each other's existence.

Fengyun Wuji can even clearly feel the void. The two of them exuded a strong sense of hostility and war.

There is a lonely and uninjured on one side. Fengyun Wuji is not worried about what will happen to Ximen Yibei at all. And the war demon seems to be only interested in Ximen Yibei, and does not take action against other people in the Sword Pavilion. Fengyun Wuji simply let him go - if people are under pressure, they will always enter the world very quickly, which is Fengyun Wuji's perception.

Fengyun Wuji came out of the divine consciousness and swept through the battlefield in the dark clouds, at that moment. The warlikeness seemed to be sensive, and a magic knowledge quickly passed from Fengyun Wuji and took it back carelessly.

With a smile, Fengyun Wuji broke out of the air and turned into a lightning to break through the air. This time, his destination was the holy place of the practitioner. The Golden City!

The wind is roaring in the ear. It's just a moment. Fengyun Wuji appeared outside the dreamlike golden city.

Fengyun Wuji just appeared. Then I felt that my eyes were on me. There is no such heavy eye bet. Just like carrying Mount Tai, I only feel heavy.

Although the outside world has already described the scene in the Golden City, it is time to really see the ground. Fengyun Wuji was still shocked by the huge number of earth practitioners. Inside the huge purple arched light mask. The dense order of the practitioners is outside the Golden City, and some peripheral buildings are built. From the hands of these practitioners, a series of thunders are constantly in and out. Or fire. Or light, or water, or wood... This kind is for martial artists. Very strange things.

The out-of-town area of the Golden City is separated piece by piece. Many local practitioners bow their eyebrows and close their eyes, sitting on the ground, and can't move. It appears to be immersed in meditation.

The Golden City is very large. From bottom to top. There are three layers, each of which sits some Dharma practitioners. The clothes of the practitioners on each floor are different. Obviously, the higher the power, the higher the status.

"The wind and clouds are unscrupulous. You're finally here," an old voice came from the direction of the Golden City: "Do you remember what I once said to you? We will meet again."

"Who are you?" Feng Yun Wuji asked, and at the same time, God saw through the body and passed through the purple. When there is a vein-shaped purple electric arched light mask on the surface, a strange feeling arises - divine consciousness. It seems that it suddenly pierced another empty space!

"There are great magicists among these practitioners!" The wind and clouds are full of fear. As soon as he realized this, he simply took back the divine consciousness. Sure enough, Fengyun Wujifu took back the divine consciousness. A cold and majestic look directly penetrated the void from the top of the Golden City and bet on Fengyun Wuji, but soon, Fengyun Wuji looked away under great pressure. I didn't stay with him anymore.

"Don't look up, it will cause the displeasure of the saints," the familiar voice came again: "... I'm right in front of you."

Fengyun Wuji stands proudly on the top of the mountain in front of the Golden City. Hearing the words, he looked straight forward. The front. A man who practiced the law took off the canopy on his head, revealing a very familiar face - it was the old man in the Leaning Tower of the North Sea.

"It's you?! ...You are also a Dharma practicer!" After the initial shock, Fengyun Wuji quickly calmed down.

"Come here. In fact, we have no malice to martial artists now!" The old man laughed. Through a layer of lavender light mask, Wuji said to the wind and clouds.

Fengyun Wuji did not hesitate at all. As soon as he brushed himself, he went down from the top of the mountain. Fall in front of the light mask. Sure enough, this time. No one pays attention to him, all the practitioners. They all have their own affairs.

Fengyun Wuji stepped into the mask, and here, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face: "Fengyun Wuji. Now. Have you ever felt anything unusual?"