Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

Title: Fengyun

Introduction: “Jin Lin is a thing in the pool, and it turns into a dragon when it encounters a storm.” The Nine Dragons are shocking, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water. These are the four words of the mud bodhisattva to the lord of the world, summarizing the fate of his life.

As the saying goes: success is also stormy, defeat is also stormy.

The pen fell into a storm, the book became a weeping ghost, and as soon as “Wind and Cloud” came out, it was a tremor of a country, and it was obviously another work of a town and country.

However, the potential of “Fengyun” has not been tapped at all, because Jiang Hao has not even finished writing the first part, but only wrote that the sword saint Dugu Jian is alone and goes to the World Meeting.

“It was an old man, full of gray hair, he walked very slowly, very slowly, and even had a feeling of running out of oil, but he was still on the road, because there was an invincible belief that was supporting him!”

“The old man, named Dugu Jian, the descendant of the Matchless Sword, was born a sword idiot, learned swords at the age of five, became famous at the age of nine, and understood the way of the sword at the age of thirteen……”

With Jiang Hao’s writing, the figure of an old man gradually appeared in front of everyone, he walked on the firmament, step by step, walking very slowly.

“Do you feel it?” Ye Gucheng’s expression was solemn, and from the moment this old man appeared, his hand holding the sword was constantly trembling.

Not manually, but sword!

“My sword, not as good as him!” Ximen Chuixue suddenly spoke, this was the first time in his life, he took the initiative to admit defeat in kendo.

“It turns out that there are so many Kendo powerhouses in this world, and the heavens don’t give birth to me Li Chungang, and the Kendo is as long as night? Oh, what a joke! ”

Li Chungang laughed at himself, and then left with his sword, coming in a green shirt and leaving in a green shirt.

“Sir, please stay, I have prepared a thin wine!” Li Shimin hurriedly retained, but all he left behind was an afterimage.

“Wait, his name is Li Chungang, not Li Chunfeng? He is not Li Shimin’s person?!! ”

Jiang Hao’s cold sweat came out, at this moment he was a little later, the sky does not give birth to me Li Chungang, the way of the sword is as long as night, isn’t this the old sword god of “Sword in the Snow”?

How could he appear here, what about Li Chunfeng?

Jiang Hao’s heart was a little chaotic, he couldn’t figure it out, he obviously didn’t write “Sword in the Snow”, why did Li Chungang appear here?

Could it be that it was because Li Chungang was created by Beacon with Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang as prototypes? But Yuan Tiangang is still there!

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I was, Jiang Hao’s hand holding the pen trembled inexplicably, but the more so, the calmer he was, now he is a big enemy, and if he is not careful, he will be doomed.

“Learning and First” fell down, and its aura of crushing the firmament permeated the four wilds, which was a majestic coercion, which seemed to condense the Confucian chanting of countless Yin students.

They were shouting, they were reciting “Learn as you learn, don’t you also say?” Have friends from afar, not happy? If people don’t know it, don’t they care about it?”

Yes, the Analects is a book that countless Chinese descendants will study, and from generation to generation it does not know how many students it has educated, and every recitation and memorization of these people will provide mental power for the first part of the Analects, “Learning and First”.

This is also the reason why the Lun Language has become a meritorious treasure, because it has the power of great education.

Sikong Xingxing’s strength was the weakest, and he was not lightly injured, and he was directly killed without the slightest backhand.

A single volume of “Learning and First”, which is not yet a complete version of the Analects, has such power, which is really heart-palpitating.

“Now, he has set foot in the rivers and lakes again to revive Wushuang City, but when he reaches the gate of the Tianxia Society, his life has come to an end!”

As Jiang Hao’s pen turned, the old man’s footsteps gradually stopped, he slowly raised his head, suddenly turned around, and his eyes as sharp as a sword actually looked at Jiang Hao.

“You are the one who summoned me to this world?”

Dugu Jian spoke, his gaze was sharp and deep, he saw the words written by Jiang Hao, it was word by word, line by line, obviously it was a record of his life.

“Am I the one you wrote about? No, I’m Dugu Jian! The unique sword saint Dugu Sword! ”

Dugu Jian realized that he had sensed that his Heavenly Destiny was approaching, but there was a voice that began to echo in his ears continuously.

That voice was very ethereal, inaudible, like a Dao, but he Dugu Jian inexplicably understood, if he killed Jiang Hao and did not let him continue to write, he might still be able to survive.

So, Dugu Jian struck, and with a wave of one hand, a matchless sword qi shot towards Jiang Hao.

“Nima!”

At this moment, Jiang Hao is bitter and can’t speak, he wants to write, but there is an unyielding will to stop him.

Obviously, Dugu Jian was unwilling to fall like this, and resisted with his own will, and this was the first time that Jiang Hao was written by himself and took the initiative to attack.

“Whoosh! Sou! ”

Two equally matchless sword qi slashed into the air, colliding violently with Dugu Jian’s sword qi, and finally disappeared.

“Learning and First” went one more point, and the battered Ah Fei’s body began to collapse, and with a bang, it turned into a little bit of writing and drilled back into the book.

“Why stop me!” Dugu Jian held his hand behind him, his gaze cold.

“Since you are a swordsman, you will naturally understand the loneliness of the peak of independence!” Ye Gucheng Road.

“The world is wonderful, he can’t die!” Ximen Chuixue replied.

“I’m waiting, it’s his protector!” Lu Xiaofeng replied.

Dugu Jian was silent, he glanced at this vast heaven and earth, the sky was an unprecedented sky he had ever seen, and this earth was an unprecedented place he had ever seen.

This side of the world is really exciting, there are too many strong people far better than him, which is very exciting, martial arts are endless, only the stronger the war, can you prove the other side.

It’s a pity that his Dugu Jian is dying! If a man dies, there is nothing!

“Although you are dead, you will be reincarnated, your reincarnation is several times stronger than you are today, he even mastered the sentient heaven and earth sword twenty-three, sending and receiving freely!”

Jiang Hao scolded, but he was waking up Dugu Jian.

If he does not die, how will this earth-shattering decisive battle appear?

If he does not die, how will he be reincarnated? The third life is the peak moment of his Sword Saint!

“Ha, ha, ha!”

Dugu Jian laughed when he heard this, and he only asked: “Can I be defeated and nameless?” ”

Jiang Hao only said, “This answer, only you can find it yourself!” ”

Dugu Jian realized that he had been pursuing kendo all his life, and now Jian Twenty-three was in front of him, dying for the sword, he died without regrets, not to mention that he still had a reincarnation.

Dugu Jian gave up resistance, and with Jiang Hao’s writing, his whole person was sublimated, and at the last moment of his life, the old sword saint comprehended the Heaven-Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-three!

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