Reflect the world

Chapter 443 Entering (Part [-])
In the eyes of the surrounding people, a light suddenly flashed in the hand of the seven or eight-year-old child who was attacked, and the short and strong young man who attacked him couldn't even resist, and his hands and head were chopped off.

Blood all over the place.

The young man who looked like a thin monkey looked at Tang Xuanming with ghostly eyes, and backed away screaming.

"Ah ah ah..."

He didn't even dare to take action for his dead friend. The head of the short and strong young man rolled twice on the ground, trying to roll to the feet of the skinny monkey-like young man. With dead gray eyes without fear and despair, the young man screamed and ran frantically away from Tang Xuanming.

Tang Xuanming ignored all reason, and with a light tap of his right foot, a sharp blade flew hundreds of meters beside the short and strong young man who fell to the ground accompanied by spirituality.

A scream came from a distance, which made many people's hearts go cold.

"It's so vicious when you shoot at a young age."

Many people had such a thought in their minds, but no one spoke.

Tang Xuanmin, who looked no more than seven or eight years old on the outside, had already overturned many of their concepts, and they no longer dared to comment and give pointers casually.

Facing the astonished eyes of a group of people, Tang Xuanming stood in front of the gate of Butian Pavilion again, with a faint hint of gold in his eyes.

Countless rays of light shone in front of him, and runes changed and twisted one after another.

"What does he want to do?"

"I really don't think that with his strength, Butian Pavilion can't do anything to him!"

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, it even dares to tease the tiger's whiskers in Butian Pavilion."

Even though he was strongly shocked by Tang Xuanming before, Tang Xuanming was not earth-shattering for this group of people who wandered outside Butian Pavilion all the year round and claimed to be well-informed.

Many people have seen that Tang Xuanming's strength is only in the cave realm. Although it is amazing enough at his age, compared with the endless world in the wasteland and the vast number of talents, it can only be said to be outstanding, but it is not true. Leader level figures.

"Who does he think he is? The one born supreme in Shi Kingdom, the one with double pupils?"

"Does he think that with his current strength, he can run freely in the wilderness, and even provoke a holy place that has been established for thousands of years?"

A group of people mocked with disdain.

Tang Xuanming completely ignored their words, and he was completely immersed in the countless runes in front of him.

One layer after another of ancient texts circulated in his eyes, and countless pieces of information were quickly processed and reassembled by him.

"found it!"

The black and white lights kept shining, and Tang Xuanming suddenly showed a gleam of joy on his face, and pointed his right hand flatly into the void.

He clicked on the brightest white light among the endless runes.

"Hey, it really is pretending to be a ghost, and sensationalizing..."

A young man mocked in a low voice without concealing it. Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened and he couldn't help rubbing them twice.

Just now, under the crowd watching, the young man who was in a daze in front of the gate of Butian Pavilion suddenly disappeared.

"This is……"

He stared wide-eyed, looking at the still empty ground, a little speechless.

"He went in, he entered Butian Pavilion."

An uncontrollable excited voice sounded in everyone's ears.

A white-haired old man was well-informed and saw what had just happened.

"That child forcibly broke through the blockade of the gate of Butian Pavilion by relying on his own understanding of bone patterns..."

This sentence immediately caused an uproar among the crowd, a large group of people gathered in front of the gate, looked left and right, trying to find a way to enter Butian Pavilion.

That is a legendary holy place, with unimaginably powerful characters.

The old man took a look at the many people who looked like clowns, showing all kinds of life, shook his head and sighed: "I missed it, I didn't expect that there are top talents coming to Butian Pavilion at this time."

……

Butian Pavilion, Tang Xuanming suddenly appeared from the air, before he had time to look at the surrounding environment, he felt the back of his neck tighten, and a dull and deep voice rang in his ears.

"Where did this desperate guy come from? He dared to trespass on the Butian Pavilion... Hey, it's actually a little guy?"

Tang Xuanming was turned around while being held by the neck with one hand, and what was printed in front of his eyes was a large pile of black hair. After staring carefully, he found that in front of him was a middle-aged man with a rough face.

At this moment, the anger on the middle-aged man's face quickly turned into surprise.

He stared at Tang Xuanming carefully for a long time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew bigger the more he looked.

After a while, he suddenly came to his senses, put Tang Xuanming who was being carried by him lightly in his hand, and said to Tang Xuanming in a tone that had been suppressed and tried to appear gentle, but still rough: "You came in by yourself from the outside. of?"

Tang Xuanming nodded, not humble at all.

At this age, he is confident that he can beat everyone in the younger generation, and he can't lose to anyone in terms of talent.

"At any rate, I'm still a coward. Even Shi Yi with double pupils, or even Emperor Huangtian, if they want to compete with me during this period, they have to weigh it carefully."

Tang Xuanming's confidence exploded in the wasteland.

From what he knows, the barren land can reach the realm of the venerable at most, and it is great to reach the realm of the gods.

The gods can be called the strongest in this world, and he was once a god, and he is no less than anyone in terms of knowledge and cultivation.

The middle-aged man's smile became more and more gentle: "Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Before Tang Xuanming could answer, he was busy adding weight.

"I can teach you the strongest divine art of Butian Pavilion, and even take you to the holy courtyard to obtain the supreme divine art handed down by the master of Butian Pavilion."

Tang Xuanming raised his eyebrows, pouted on purpose, and said, "Who are you? I want to worship the strongest person in the world as my master. If you can't be the strongest, I don't want it. You are the strongest in this world." ?"

The face of the middle-aged man twitched, and he shyly admitted that he was the strongest in this world.

He didn't think Tang Xuanming's presumptuous behavior was too much, but smiled.

"The strongest in this world dare not say it, but in this holy land, I can be regarded as one of the best, I..."

"Then I don't want it!"

The smile on the middle-aged man's face suddenly froze, he took a closer look at Tang Xuanming, took a deep breath, calmed down and said: "Follow me to the courtyard where disciples of Butian Pavilion practice, you have the ability Break through the gate of Butian Pavilion on your own, and you are qualified to become a disciple of Butian Pavilion."

The bamboo forest is plentiful, full of aura, turning into clusters of white mist. Between the mountains and forests, one kind of ancient medicine after another grows randomly. On the mountainside, a single thatched cottage looms.

"This is your next residence, you rest here for a while, and then wait for our arrangement."

The middle-aged man with beard and hair like steel needles disappeared in a flash, Tang Xuanming didn't care.

He closed his eyes intoxicated, wantonly absorbed the energy far stronger than that in the wilderness, and sighed: "Finally, we are on the right track."

　The matter at hand will be dealt with soon, and it should start to explode in a few days. The author tries to return the chapters owed before, um, the above.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)