This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 104 You Cultivate Immortals, I Will Practice Martial Arts!Good luck! (13)

Zi Shou flew back to the world on Feng Jiu, and a faint voice sounded in the void, and spread to Tianwaitian.

"This sword has slaughtered countless ancestors of our human race, what do you want him to do?"

"The resentment of the human race on the sword has been dispersed by Gu, and it is now a scrap of copper and rotten iron."

"The sage should keep it as a fire stick for the gossip furnace."

Da Luotian was silent for a long time, and slowly came Taishang's indifferent and heartless voice.

"good idea."

When Zishou heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. He always felt that there was something wrong with this Supreme Saint.

Zishou then looked to the west, spat, and said:

"You saints, I have seen it today. Gu is an innocent person, and he just practiced his strength."

"In the future, if Gu accidentally steps on Mount Sumeru and smashes the Yuxu Palace, don't tell Guti Renwang that you can't practice."

Zishou said frighteningly:
"The king of our race doesn't bother to cultivate immortality, let alone become a witch."

"Gu's ability, you can call it martial arts."

"You cultivate immortals, I practice martial arts."

After Zishou finished speaking, he laughed, and let Feng Jiu spread his wings and fly back to the world.

This whim of temptation was finally over.

Today, when he saw civil and military officials kneeling in front of the Shouxian Palace for several days and nights, he knew that he had to find a way to make the matter of cultivation known to the public.

The most important, of course, are those saints who set the rules of heaven.

Now he has drawn the second skill, the Bull Demon Powerful Fist.

Zishou is not yet clear whether this exercise can be practiced in the human race, but sooner or later he will be able to get the exercise that the prehistoric human race can practice.

The shamanism can break through the shackles of the prehistoric heavenly rule that one can only cultivate immortals. He doesn't believe that in the ancient emperor's prison, there is no way to get the original kung fu that surpasses the immortal way.

This time, Zishou tried to test the saints of the heavens by rebuilding the Nuwa Palace, in order to give these immortals a psychological preparation in advance.

Let the inheritance of the Primordial Prison have a lot of loopholes, but there are no loopholes.

Martial arts was one of the words he had already prepared.

After Zishou's words fell, there were bursts of angry reprimands from several dojos in Tianwaitian.

Stepped on Mount Sumeru, smashed Yuxu Palace, are people with great strength so crazy?
However, the dojo with the most anger is not Leiyin Ancient Temple, not Yuxu Palace, but Lingxiao Palace.

Haotian was half dead, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Can the king of men spit anywhere?"

Six Demon Kings: ...

"Da Tianzun... Your focus is not right!"

The gods and gods heard the words, and fell silent.

"After all, or witchcraft?"

Unexpectedly, the moment Zishou finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!
Boom! !

When the gods and gods were in doubt, there were bursts of muffled thunder in the depths of the endless void!
33 In the outer sky, among the stars flowing in the heavenly way, a golden light shines through the endless night, but it is blocked from the outside by an invisible force, and the sky suddenly becomes a melting furnace of red light.

All the sages in the heavens withdrew their eyes from the world one after another, and looked at the huge golden melting pot.

Liu Sheng couldn't help but startled.

They are very familiar with that kind of power.

Nuwa stood at the end of Liguangzhiye, looking into the depths of the stars, immersed in it, like Feixia's cheek showing a trace of surprise, her red lips parted slightly, and murmured:

"The power of virtue outside the territory..."

Jieyin Zhunti was also extremely horrified, he clearly felt that this power was very similar to their merits of proving the Tao and sanctification.

But more grand and simple.

The Taishang's old eyes, which were always half closed, finally opened.

Yuan Shi looked at the golden light in the furnace, full of greed.

But there was only one thought in their minds.

"What did Di Xin do to attract merit from outside the territory!"

At this moment.

In Zixiao Palace, the billions of feet tall Hongjun phantom suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowed indistinctly, and then he slowly slapped his palm against the endless night deep in the stars.

Immediately, hundreds of millions of stars fell, and the long river of time and space was cut off countless times!
One kind after another of dao rhymes flowed in the palm of his hand and finally formed an unrivaled force.

boom! ! !
The golden light of merit from outside the prehistoric region was instantly scattered, turning into endless fragments of merit and flying into the depths of the starry sky.

Several of them fell into the long river of time and space, and floated onto a blue planet.

……

"See Daozu!"

All the sages in the heavens bowed and bowed in unison, saluting to Zixiao Palace.

at this time.

In the curvature formed by the overlapping of endless time and space rivers, Hongjun, who had called thousands of friends, suddenly stopped. He looked at where he came from, and frowned.

"The way of heaven has been touched."

"Has something happened to Hong Huang?"

Hongjun looked at the black prison-like shadow in the extremely dark depths, turned around and stepped out!
The long river of time and space passed quickly under his feet, and the primordial spirit returned to the main body in an instant.

Hongjun immediately opened his eyes, just in time to see an indifferent look looking over.

There was a sudden thump in his heart.

not good!

Sure enough, the next moment.

The Wanzhang figure suspended in the void looked at him indifferently, and a heartless and desireless voice came out

"There is an abnormality in the anchor point of the self."

"Involves extraterritorial cause and effect."

"Immediately cut off the cause and effect, repair the abnormality, and clear all future changes."

next moment.

Hongjun stood up abruptly from the cloud bed, pointed at the Wanzhang figure in the void, and was about to curse, but suddenly the figure paused, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He frowned immediately, and continued to lie on the cloud bed, his eyes half closed, and fell into silence.

Followed by.

This phantom looked towards the world, and its indifferent eyes fell on Zishou.

the next moment.

in his sight.

Numerous words intertwined with cause and effect and fate appeared on Zishou's body. These words rotated rapidly and finally condensed into one sentence.

"There is no cause and effect outside the territory, and the fate is controllable."

After Xu Ying finished talking to himself indifferently, he stopped making any movements, closed his eyelids, and floated in Zixiao Palace.

……

at this time.

holy mountain.

Zishou had just fallen into the world.

He glanced at the distant sky, the golden light that suddenly dissipated, and felt a sense of loss, as if he had lost something that should belong to him.

Then he thought about it, suddenly realized, looked at Tianwaitian from afar, and shouted:
"Your Majesty, the lonely giant panda!"

As soon as Zishou's voice fell, a white dog with a cannon in its mouth and a sword on its back was thrown out of the long river of time and space, screaming and fell into the mountain, its rolling face smoothed hundreds of meters of ground.

at the same time.

A calm and waveless voice, like the sound of heaven, came from Tai Sutian.

"This white bear owes you karma, so let him follow you temporarily."

"However, this thing interferes with the master. The previous three masters all died without a whole body."

"You don't have to worry too much, the human king bears the fate of the world, and the chances of dying without a whole body may not be very high."

Zishou suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and was just about to ask if he could return the product, but heard Nuwa go on to say:

"Shang Wang, the temple of my palace, don't delay any longer."

"I'm a saint after all, and I want face. If you lose face, I don't care whether you are the one being calculated."

"I have plenty of means to punish you."

Hearing this, Zi Shou subconsciously glanced at Xuanyuanqiu for some reason, thinking...

"Punish it."

"Go together."

(End of this chapter)