People Who Wander the Heavens Teach Disciples

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the king, who had already been soaked wet, looked at the phantom in the sky in disbelief.

What happened in front of him completely broke his previous cognition. He had never seen such a terrifying aura. His heart was shaking, and the whole world was in fear, as if the real end of the world was coming.

boom!

In an instant, as if fast-forwarding, countless thunders fell at the same time, all swarming towards the shadow.

In the air, Shen Changwen stood in the bronze coffin, looking at the thunder swarming in front of him, and the cracks in the space around him, he couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, most of his power is sacrificed to the alchemy furnace in the dantian, and there is not a single power in his entire body, but even so, the upper limit of this world is still too low, and he can't bear the slightest power of his.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation, but he did not expect that his strength would be so strong that even the world could not support it one day.

No way, Shen Changwen had to shrink his power again, leaving only [-]% of the mana remaining outside his dantian, and fully restrain his breath.

This time, the surrounding space cracks finally disappeared slowly, the space returned to normal, and the hostility between heaven and earth also dissipated, but the countless thunderbolts could no longer be recovered.

Boom!

Countless thunder and light suddenly appeared, as if countless cannonballs exploded in people's ears, deafening.

Wang also stared blankly at the black shadow in the sky that was submerged in silver light. He couldn't imagine what kind of power would cause the world to fear.

"Is this the realm of feathering?!"

Wang also quietly made a guess in his heart, his eyes fixed on the silver pillar in the sky.

Crackling!

Countless silver lights flickered, and the world was filled with a burning smell.

A figure slowly walked out of the silver light, and the surrounding thunder and lightning were like pliable kittens, which did not cause any harm to the figure, and was kindly held by the figure to play with.

Looking at the young people walking out of the lightning in the sky, Wang also seemed to see the gods, the gods who control the lightning.

The young man's face is green and he looks like he is only in his early twenties. He is wearing an ancient robe with blue-gold embroidery. It is a very simple style. With an attractive dusty scent.

The next moment Wang also saw the god speak softly.

"Fuck, who locked Lao Tzu in the coffin, especially the bronze coffin, that bastard did a good job!"

The young man stared at Wang and Zhou Meng on the ground with an unhappy expression, thinking that it was a good thing done by the two of them.

At the moment, both of them are still in shock.

Wang is also shocked that the gods can also scold the country. This is too advanced with the times, right?

Zhou Meng was surprised to think that among the three secret treasures handed down by his master, the only picture scroll was the portrait of the man in front of him.

It is clearly written that the fifth generation disciple of Wudang, Shen Changwen, the second person to ascend to ascension after the ancestor, had a vision during his ascension, and then disappeared.

"This... Which ancestor is this really?!"

Zhou Meng looked up at Shen Changwen in the sky with disbelief, which was exactly the same as the description on the picture scroll, and he also saw the scene just now.

"This kind of terrifying power, such a powerful aura, I really can't imagine anyone in the Inhuman Realm who has such a terrifying power, other than those who can become feathered and ascended, to play with the power of thousands of heaven and earth. Between the palms, just standing there quietly, I can feel my body trembling slightly because of fear."

As the current head of Wudang, Zhou Meng can be said that his strength is not below the current top ten. Even among the top ten, he is still in the top three. After all, in terms of inheritance, what about the inheritance passed down by Wudang Zhang Sanfeng? Will it be ordinary? !

Feeling the breath of Shen Changwen that made him tremble, Zhou Meng already believed that Shen Changwen's identity was the ancestor of Wudang.

"It turned out that the ancestor mentioned in the picture scroll disappeared on the way to ascension, but was buried in the coffin by the ancestors, waiting for countless years to wake up?!"

"After so many years, it is still immortal. Is this the horror of those who have ascended to the realm?"

"No wonder when the master handed it down, he said that this is one of our Wudang heritage."

Zhou Meng has already identified Shen Changwen's identity in his heart. After all, it is impossible for a person of this strength to come to Wudang Mountain to pretend to be a ghost. With this kind of strength, there is nothing on Wudang Mountain that can be coveted by others.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Xiao Yezi quickly kneel down."

Seeing Zhou Meng kneeling on the ground, although Wang Ye was a little reluctant in his heart, he hurriedly knelt down.

"Zhou Meng, the current head of Wudang, has seen the ancestors."

An elderly man over a hundred years old knelt on the ground and respectfully saluted himself, but Shen Changwen was indifferent.

He accepted the information in his mind coldly.

Fifth generation disciple of Wudang, Ming Dynasty, ancient robes, ancient rituals...

Various scenes of living on Wudang Mountain quickly passed through Shen Changwen's mind, but they were all scenes of life in the Ming Dynasty.

But on the light curtain in front of him, it was clearly written.

In the world: under one person

Remaining return time: one year

Under one person, Shen Changwen knew that one told the story of an urban alien.

"But this person is obviously a modern story, why are all the scenes of life in the Ming Dynasty in my memory?"

Shen Changwen frowned, then turned his eyes to the ground, looking at Wang Ye and Zhou Meng kneeling on the ground in the heavy rain, he slowly floated down from the sky.

Looking at the pair of feet that suddenly appeared in front of them, Wang Ye and Zhou Meng could clearly feel that the rain in the sky was automatically drained from their surroundings, and the icy temperature suddenly warmed.