Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 478 The golden boy and girl ascend to heaven

  Golden and red world, nine copper pillars support the nine-story fire tower.

   Countless golden fire crows flutter their wings, the furnace burns the world, and all things are tormented. Even if the copper tendons and iron bones enter this room, they will be turned into molten iron, and they will not last for a while.

   One after another, the fire crows collided, like a giant hammer knocking, Lu Bei's teeth swayed, his whole body was numb, and he felt that his primordial spirit was shaking.

The green or green robe on his body, Qin Fangtian offered it with both hands. He once said that water and fire are invulnerable, and all methods are hard to hurt. It took only half a cup of tea to bake it into black, and it was burnt and pungent. Unbearable.

  Bad news, caught in a trap.

  Good news, the immortal sword body is scorched by the heat wave, and the experience soars.

Pain and happiness.

   Growing up from being beaten several times in a row, Lu Bei was accustomed to the method of upgrading swordsmanship. He came here, and he was not in a hurry to find an exit. He lay on the ground and polished the sword body.

   After a while, I turned over so that one side would not be battered and the other side would not taste good.

  Xiu Xian may not be like this, but Jian Xiu is really like this. The immortal sword script originated from the Abandonment Sutra. How can an invincible existence speak nonsense, just practice like this, there is nothing wrong.

   Another half cup of tea was over, Lu Bei's immortal sword body was upgraded two levels in a row, the golden flame heat reached the upper limit, and he was unable to continue forging immortality. The Fire Crow went one after another, unable to cause any damage to him, let alone a steady delivery of experience.

  Lu Bei took a deep breath of hot air, exhaled golden flames from his mouth and nose, and looked around, the fists shrouded in white light hummed and vibrated.

  The sword body has been upgraded, and the vibration force it carries is even higher. There is no need for him to dig hard. As long as he thinks of the word "shock" in his mind, there will be a steady stream of strange power generated by itself.

   is not like supernatural power, it is better than supernatural power.

   But when he heard a sword cry, violent golden light smashed the nine-story fire tower, and a huge and turbulent air wave burst out, pressing the nine copper pillars to bend.

The    flame array collapsed, the space trembled, and the sound of overwhelmed and mourning was heard.

   One after another space cracks spread out along the vertical and horizontal route of golden light, densely packed, like thunder snakes galloping across the sky when lightning strikes.

  Lu Bei broke through the big formation with one punch, and the momentum continued, and he directly bombarded the bronze mirror in front of him that was as high as the sky.

   The punch touched the mirror, and time stopped for a moment.

   In the next second, the power of boundless vibration suddenly spread out like a wave. With the fist as the center, the rippling water wave twisted the metal bronze mirror, and the waves like a tsunami swept all directions, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, surging in a state of washing the world.

   Under the chain reaction, one side of the bronze mirrors followed by a tsunami, and the other side of the ocean turned waves, stirring up and down the whole space.

  Crack!

  Boom————

  The white light bloomed, the huge bronze mirror as high as the sky shattered, and one world fell apart.

  …

  Sifang Tiandi, one side of the bronze mirror stands, refracting the halo and white light, which affects the perception and at the same time interferes with the primordial spirit like an illusion.

  More than a dozen figures were scattered all over the place to fight. The two formed a pair, neither too much nor too little. If you look closely, you will find that the two people in each group are the same in appearance and body shape.

  Shuiyue Observation Mirror.

   Ji Chen's magic weapon for double cultivation of life and life, hidden in the mirror, can be derived into an independent space, combined with the method of formation, it has infinite wonderful uses.

   There is also a mirror projection, which refracts the opponent, and creates a powerful supernatural power that can be used as a clone. Whether it is one-on-one or a group battle, it has a strange and unpredictable power, allowing Ji Chen to occupy a place among the many powerhouses in the tribulation period.

   At this moment, including Zhu Xiushi, the monks on Wu Zhou's side have a clone, and they are fighting with their own projections.

   However, although the Shuiyue Sky Viewing Mirror is powerful, it is not without restrictions at all. Watching several battlefields, Zhu Miao is the most eye-catching, pressing his own projection to rub against it.

   The general and unique means, the projection hits ten successful powers, and Zhu Miao can hit fifteen percent. Based on this, the Shuiyue Guankong Mirror can copy Zhu Miao, but it cannot copy his martial arts talent.

   "The ten directions are overwhelmed!"

   "The ten directions are overwhelmed!"

   Two explosions sounded at the same time, a terrifying and tyrannical force suddenly erupted, and the projected body shot out like a cannonball.

   Beheading his own clone projection, Zhu Miao fixed his eyes on the mid-air, it's okay to kill a fake thing, and it's no fun to win, just want to experience Ji Chen's brilliant tricks, even if he loses, he can broaden his horizons.

   Before he could leave, a distorted light and shadow stepped out of the mirror, and it was him again.

   Zhu Miao secretly said that he was unlucky, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, clenched his arms into fists, and stepped forward.

  The projection of the new student wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, put one arm under his abdomen, and started to strike with his hands to strike the Three Emperor Seals.

   In the battlefield, there are Zhu Miao who pressed his own projection fat and beat him, and there are those who are equal to the projection, and naturally there are also those who were beaten by the projection clone in a hurry, and once fell behind the wind and unable to parry.

   Zhao Shiran.

After all, Elder Zhao suffered from the loss of inexperience. The house girl guarded the double cultivation in the small black house. The mana realm has been cultivated. The vision, consciousness, and thinking are still in the innate. Fu's brilliant record.

   Unlike She Xiang, who is taken out for a walk by Lu Bei from time to time, and is assisted by a golden-scaled snake.

   The strong wind howled, and the cold wind swept the ground.

  Zhao Shiran stood on the icefield with his sword in hand, covered his face with his bare hands, and coughed up some blushing ice shards.

Opposite to   , she stood proudly with a sword in a posture similar to hers, with a frosty face, recklessly releasing endless cold air.

The projection seems to be incapable of human speech, and her eyes are rigid and without aura. She stepped forward step by step, forcing Zhao Shiran to keep retreating. Every step forward, the momentum of the whole body soared by one point. After ten steps, the cold air froze through the bone marrow, making Zhao Shiran unable to move .

What    projection can do, Zhao Shiran can naturally, and even like Zhu Miao, she can perform perfectly with the will of martial arts, but now she obviously can't, she lacks actual combat experience.

   In other words, there is a lack of beatings in the immortal world.

   A crisp sound.

  Projection lowered his head in amazement, looked at the punches emerging from his chest, and turned his head stiffly.

   At this moment, a big hand clasped her slender jade neck, and the five fingers contracted mercilessly, snapping into two pieces.

  The white light blooms and the projection disappears.

  Lu Bei clapped his hands, shattered the ice block in front of him, and pulled Zhao Shiran out of the ice wall. Seeing him bowing his head and spitting blood, he couldn't bear it, so he raised his hand and put it on her chest.

   Elder Zhao's face was green and his injuries were instantly intact. Seeing this scene, he jumped out of Lu Bei's arms in fright.

   The sun is shining brightly in broad daylight, maybe there are still people watching, what kind of skin-to-skin blind date is it between men and women, at least...

   At least go home and turn off the lights.

   "How is it, where else does it hurt?"

  Lu Bei’s secret path was outrageous. He didn’t know what magic weapon Qi Yan’s Ji had used. As soon as he came out, he saw Elder Zhao beating Elder Zhao. It was really hateful.

   Neck pain, chest pain, whole body pain.

   Zhao Shiran shook his head slightly, only to feel a chill on the back of his neck. He could see clearly when it was frozen. Lu Bei punched the projection's chest, then broke his neck, and finally lifted the ashes.

  Because the projection is the same as hers, it seems that he saw the picture of himself being killed.

   It hurts to look at.

   While the two of them were talking, two projections came out respectively, and Zhao Shiran was delighted to see a pair of jade bi, a talented man and a woman.

  Lu Bei and Zhao Shiran, who were projected by the Shuiyue Observation Mirror, walked side by side, and they did look a bit like husband and wife.

  Boom! ! !

  The golden light traveled vertically, and the golden boy and girl ascended to the sky.

  Lu Bei blew his fist, next to Zhao Shiran, whose eyelids were twitching, it was so miserable, it felt that it was not just the projection that was killed, but her destination.

   "Elder Zhao, Qi Yan's tribulation period has already appeared, and there will be more to come. This place is no longer safe. Do you want to sit in the house for a while?" Lu Bei stretched out his hand and asked Zhao Shiran to enter the small black house for safety.

   Zhao Shiran hesitated for a moment, and saw two projections formed on the side, and tightened the Wenyuan sword in his hand.

   She also wanted to struggle.

  It is a good thing to be motivated and worth encouraging, but it is not reasonable right now, Lu Bei thought about it, slapped a golden bell on his chest, and melted directly into his body.

   Leaving a retreat, Lu Bei turned into a golden light and disappeared in place, paused in front of his projection for a short time, clasped Xiaobai's face with his five fingers, and led him away.

   Standing still, Zhao Shiran attacked the projection with his sword. The latter raised his hand and slapped his chest. The golden bell-shaped mask stunned, blocking the cold edge.

  …

  On one side of the mirrored world, two figures were fighting against each other, whisking the dust like a mist, stirring the five elements of Taoism, and suddenly Yin and Yang became a blade, cutting down the sword, light, sword and shadow.

   The two figures are Zhu Xiushi and her projection clone. They are average in means and have the same skills. They can't tell the winner in a short time.

   "Billy maid, you and I are old acquaintances. I know exactly what means you have and how much heat you have."

   Ji Chen's figure is hazy, like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and it doesn't seem real: "It's not easy to cover up, do you wait for the person behind you to show up, or wait for the person behind my sister to show up?"

   After saying that, Ji Chen's eyes narrowed.

The    projection clone was controlled by her, and the dust fluttered up thousands of strands, interspersed with the space to freeze one side of the world. Knowing this method, Zhu Xiushi took out a gossip mirror without hesitation, and used the lightning escape method to break up thousands of threads.

   Suddenly, the projection figure twisted, the plump body turned into a thin sheet, and the blade of yin and yang suddenly rushed to kill, locking Zhu Xiu Shi Yuanshen and making it nowhere to escape.

   Figures staggered, the projections shattered and disappeared, Zhu Xiushi's eyebrows were stained with blood, and several red lines were cut across his limbs, cutting his clothes, as if his whole person was cut into several segments.

   Injured by his own moves, Zhu Xiushi held back his fire and looked at Ji Chen with a sneer: "You use my supernatural powers to deal with me, I really thought it was the last time, am I not prepared at all?"

Before the    voice could fall, the red blood lines flowed back into the body, and the scar was instantly repaired, without leaving a scar on the greasy skin.

   It's a pity that the robe has not been repaired. At this moment, the spring is shining, and the movement is a large piece of white jade, adding a touch of temptation, making her temperament more seductive.

   "It doesn't matter if you are prepared, but there are as many projections as you want."

   Ji Chen smiled lightly, and waved, another projection came out, perfectly replicating Zhu Xiushi at the moment, and even the split marks on the robe were exactly the same.

   "After all, it is a virtual image, and the moon in the water cannot become reality."

   "To deal with you, enough."

The two women looked at each other, and both of them refused, Ji Chen said bluntly: "Wu Zhou won't be the only one here, let the others come out during the Tribulation Period, they are all big figures with identities. "

   "What about the rat behind you, the wicked guests come uninvited, but they still complain about the lack of hospitality at the host's house. What's the reason?"

   "Hehe, with the means of Junior Sister, didn't you see those few dead on the spot? My sister pity you that it is not easy to cultivate, don't know what's wrong."

  Ji Chen sneered again and again: "Junior sister is still so naive, with two pawns in the fusion stage, she is thinking about going to the next city first."

   "How not?"

   "Who can?"

   Ji Chen sneered even more: "Is it the reckless husband of the emperor's extreme sect, or the Tianjian sect whose swords go the wrong way..."

   Halfway through the words, Ji Chen's face changed suddenly, he lowered his head and coughed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were horrified: "How is it possible, he is clearly in the fit stage, how...how to make it?"

   (end of this chapter)