Chapter 16 The lust ghost picks flowers alone

"I have it." Swordsmanship

The butterfly dance knocked on the hilt of the silkworm soft sword again, and was not afraid of the sword clan spitting blood and dying. However, as soon as the silkworm soft sword passed the table, it was caught by Cheng Ren's two fingers. Its speed and accuracy were once again beyond the expectation of the two.

"Dare to ask the predecessors that people who are rumored to be on the opposite level must leave this space and enter another world to become gods outside the world. Why do seniors still appear here?"

"I don't see that you know a lot." Cheng Ren smiled very reservedly and gracefully: "Because I didn't get the divine grace."

"God?" The swordsman and the butterfly dance couldn't help but be stunned. Literally, these two words are God's qualifications. Sure enough, without the speculation of the two, Cheng Ren continued, "The divine personality is the qualification to become a god. Although the world is wide, the divine personality is limited. Before the old gods fall, we newcomers can't get the divine personality, so we have to wait, so we are left in this world."

"I would like to ask how many people in the world have reached the level of seniors at present?"

"I'm the only one who remains in this world at present." Cheng Ren Piaoxu was somewhat helpless: "Even if we can't get the divine character, it is indeed a reserve and must abide by God's rule. As long as there is a challenge to God in the world, we must abide by the regulations and destroy it."

The sword clan shuddered: "The left-handed sword god is the peak of the ten-level realm of Shuntian. Is it possible for the existence of the god to challenge martial arts to reach this level?" The reason why the sword clan asked this was naturally that he thought of his grandfather. If it was true as he said, the sword clan would immediately forget Shun'er and go back to the king's city to tell the news to Jian Fengliu first. Otherwise, when the old man was killed, he would still be confused.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ren shook his head: "In that case, there will be no people who can become gods in this world. What we want to eradicate are those who reach the ten layers of the realm of Shuntian through evil methods, and the left-hand sword god is reborn through evil power. Naturally, such masters are also among us to eradicate."

Hearing this, the sword clan breathed a sigh of relief. Although the old man was lustful, he was not moved by Xuanhun's pursuit of jade. Hearing this, Dieyiwu immediately asked, "It is rumored that there is a master at the peak of the tenth floor of the resurrected Shuntian Realm in Diefeng Mountain, senior?"

"I have been subdued, and this time I have made a special trip to subdue the left-handed sword god."

"Conceal?" The swordsman worshipped to the extreme and became afraid: "After subduing, the power of the predecessors is not the first in the world. Isn't that those who have one emperors, two halls and three villas, five laws, six realms and seven alien races are not the opponents of their predecessors at all."

Cheng Ren shook his head: "After subduing, the white bones are all people who have been separated from their souls. White bones without souls must be two levels lower than their martial arts."

The sword clan breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that there was still this method to restrict it. The sword clan is right. God is fair. The evil spirit clan has this method of cattle 13 to the extreme, and God will naturally restrict it.

Butterfly Dance was a little relieved at this time, and was not as nervous as before: "Does that senior have two pieces of Xuanhun chasing jade?"

Cheng Ren nodded and looked at the butterfly dance in detail: "If you want to get a breakthrough in martial arts injury through the mysterious soul chasing jade fragments, then when you enter the realm of false heaven, don't regret it. How many masters of the ten-level peak of the realm of Shuntian in ancient and modern times They all died at the barrier of breaking through the realm of the false sky. Although the realm of the false sky only has seven days, as long as you survive these seven days, you can log into the realm against the sky, but if you use the power of fragments, the seven-day breakthrough period will be more difficult than the ghost gate.

After listening to Cheng Ren's warning, the butterfly dance was frightened and hurriedly said, "I didn't."

Cheng Ren Piaoxu: "It's good if you don't have it. Although I don't know how many years I will stay in this world, I hope you warriors can reach the peak of the ten levels of Shuntian realm."

"Dare to ask the predecessors what are the dangers of the fake world." At this time, the swordsman also wanted to take a little bit of the true scriptures from Cheng Ren Piaoxu.

"You want to get some experience on how to break through the fake world for the sword style."

The sword clan nodded: "Grandfather has been at the peak of the tenth level of Shuntian Realm for many years, and he is also old. If Grandpa can successfully enter the realm of false heaven and break through the realm of false heaven and enter the realm against heaven in another seven days, grandfather will naturally live a long life." The swordsman said this is already a leak of filial piety, which is sincere and commendable.

Cheng Ren shook his head and shook his head: "It's impossible. The longer people stay at the peak of the tenth level of Shuntian Realm, the less likely it is to break through the bottleneck of the peak of the tenth floor of Shuntian Realm."

"Why?" Neither the butterfly dance nor the sword clan have been exposed to this information. Naturally, they don't know anything about it.

"The peak of the ten-level period of the realm of Shuntian is a quite happy period, because people in this period can at least have few enemies in this world. The longer they stay in this period, the lower their natural enterprising heart will be. At the same time, their fear of the false realm will also increase with time. Once Reaching a certain critical point, the opportunity to break through into the false realm will never come, because in the happy days, the opportunity to break through has passed with the passage of time.

The butterfly dance comforted the swordsman and said, "Practice well and take over the sword style."

"How on earth can we break through the bottleneck of the peak of the ten-level realm of Shuntian, and then break through the realm of the false sky and enter the realm against the sky within seven days." The swordsman couldn't help but feel a heartache for the swords. But the doubts in my mind still don't hover.

"Yes, the time of the state of the false sky is only seven days. People who stay in the state of the false sky for more than seven days will die because they can't withstand the expansion of the true qi in the body, can't compress the true qi in the body, and finally die. Therefore, in order to pass the state of heaven, you must first calm down, that is, fast and flat. Seven days is very short, so you need speed to suppress the true qi in the body, but if you suppress it too quickly, you will go to the opposite side and cause the counterattack of the true qi. You don't even have the tenth floor of the realm of heaven. Early access to the information of the realm of the false heaven is not good for your future cultivation, so I will say so much about the realm of heaven, and you will naturally know the rest in the future. Cheng Ren's fluttering is very calm

Naturally, there are still a lot of questions about the sword clan at this time: "Please forgive me. The younger generation has a question that I don't know that the seniors are noble this year."

"I'm older than you, but younger than you." Cheng Ren thought for a moment and said, "I should call you uncle." After saying that, Cheng Ren began to giggle again.

"Genius." Butterfly Dance stabbed the sword clan with some excitement: "I should be younger than me, but my skills are indeed a layer against the sky, a real genius." After saying that, the butterfly dance looked carefully at the swordsman: "Compared with others, your speed seems to be very slow."

Cheng Ren's flutter was amused by the two people: "Are you two lovers?"

"Get out of here." Butterfly Dance kicked the sword clan rudely: "Stay away from your aunt."

"Be careful, I'll ask Uncle Xiao to deal with you." The butterfly dance flew out, and the noodles on the table also rose into the air. With a "peng", the soup of the noodles fell to the sword clan. Naturally, the swordsman was also angry.

"All right. Don't make any noise between you two." As soon as Cheng Ren Piaoxu finished speaking, he slapped the table. Both of them were stunned. Cheng Ren Piaoxu slapped many chopsticks, picked one casually and threw it forward.

"Hahahaha." Ten arms away, a figure fell from the second floor with a flutter. He didn't cry, but really laughed there. The laughter was quite familiar, and a dark cloud appeared on the heads of the swordsman and the butterfly dance at the same time. Cheng Ren's floating face also showed a trace of displeasure.

"Why is this man so obscene, staring straight at the patriarch." The black woman sitting next to her explained for Cheng Ren.

The swordsman first came to his senses from this laughter: "This laughter hole is good."

"You should die." Butterfly dance gritted his teeth and looked like a deep hatred.

"Do you know each other?" The unpleasure on Cheng Ren's face suddenly disappeared. A trace of worry appeared on his face.

"I don't know him, senior. Do you have any other methods? It's better to make him laugh for an hour every day." The swordsman deeply showed the appearance of a righteous annihilation.

The butterfly dance is as good as ever: "It's not enough to laugh for one hour every day. It must be two hours, but it's better to keep him soft." Butterfly dance didn't know his mistake at all. Continue your deep hatred.

Cheng Ren Piaoxu understood that the two people in front of him and the one who fell downstairs were acquaintances. Cheng Ren Piaoxu thought of picking up the chopsticks casually and threw them out.

Dugu Caihua, who had been lying on the ground and laughing for a long time, finally had a chance to take a breath. Dugu Caihua got up from the ground and coughed desperately. He was just clicked on the laughing hole. It was really too uncomfortable.

"Is he your friend?"

"I disdain to be with it." As soon as the swords heard it, they were angry and scolded Dugu in their hearts. Grandma, do you want to choose a different target? The strong against the sky can be determined by your ability.

"It's an enemy, and life and death are sworn." The butterfly dance grabbed his silkworm soft sword with a ferocious face and resisted the throat of the coming Dugu Caihua: "Sit with your boss and don't do it here."

"Butterfly Dance?" Dugu Caihua immediately went to the side of the sword clan and sat down tremblingly. Dugu Caihua's eyes were naturally shrewd, and he knew what the purpose of his trip was.

"Hi, beauty. I'm alone picking flowers, and I don't know who the beautiful woman is.

"Shut your mouth."

"Get out of here." Compared with the severity of the sword clan, the butterfly dance is more fierce, and it is ordered to eviate guests.