God level takeaway system

The great power of the Shushan Mountain was so amazing that he couldn't help himself.

Seems like something scary.

The head of Shushan, because his eyes were wide open, didn't know why, he didn't understand why his ancestor was so shocked.

"Old Ancestor, what is the Innate Sword Body?"

The head of Shushan said with a dry tongue.

The old ancestor glanced at Zhang Lang and said: "What is innate, the existence of innate is before the creation of heaven and earth."

The patriarch seemed a little excited and anxious, walking back and forth and saying, "Father God Pangu is an innate existence, and even Goddess Nuwa is not an innate body.

Goddess Nuwa and some ancient great gods can only be regarded as pseudo-innate bodies.

The meaning of the ultimate explanation of innate is that it is formed innately. "

"Such a body should not exist in this world."

The ancestor of Shushan said in a crazy way.

Then he laughed, "What do you care about so much? Since you are an innate sword body, your future achievements will definitely not be lower than mine, and even if you grow up, you will surpass Taiyin, the supreme being on the sun star."

The head of Shushan had been fooled for a long time, and he didn't expect such a result.

Only Wang Mian knew to some extent that his special blood probably didn't come from this world.

At this time, he thought of Ji Jianling again. Originally, Wang Mian thought that Ji Jianling was a powerful existence in this world, and wanted to inquire about it, but seeing the current situation, it was obviously not the case.

"Baby, what technique do you know now?" The ancestor said a little excitedly, "And the sword energy you used just now, what kind of technique is it, why have I never seen it before?" the ancestor said.

Wang Mian said without thinking: "I was born with the cultivation method in my mind."

This made the ancestor even more excited.

"Good talent and beautiful jade," he rubbed his hands together and said, "Boy, let me be your master."

Wang Mian was a little silly, if he became the apprentice of the ancestor of Shushan, wouldn't the master of Shushan become his disciple and grandchildren?

Seeing Wang Mian looking at the head of Shu Mountain, the ancestor said: "The rules are dead, and they are also designated for fools. Who of you can teach him well? You use your method of killing pigs to teach a giant dragon. Wouldn't that delay the child's future?"

The master of Shushan hesitated for a moment, knelt down to Wang Mian and said, "Greetings to the master, respect to the uncle."

Wang Mian quickly helped him up and said, "Sect Leader, you are not allowed to do this, you are still my Sect Leader."

"No, no, no, there is no need for rules, elders must be polite, you are now the master's apprentice, I must follow this principle.

Wang Mian couldn't pull it up no matter what. "

"You are my elder, if you are like this, I would rather not worship him as my teacher." Wang Mian said.

The ancestor said: "Quickly promise him, quickly promise him, I order you to promise him."

"Patriarch..." Zhang Lang was a little dumbfounded.

All the rules of Shushan were set by the old man in front of him, and they were extremely strict in the past.

Even because a disciple did not abide by the rules, a disciple was directly abolished.

But in front of him, he completely lost his purpose for Wang Mian.

"Okay," the head of Shushan stood up from the ground and said, "Since the master has spoken, that's all I have to do, but I still want to call you uncle."

"Son, come with me." The ancestor of Shushan said.

"Where are you going?" Wang Mian asked in a daze.

"Just follow me." After the patriarch finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and received Wang Mian into a strange space.

This is the old-fashioned mustard space, or it can be said that this is a small Shushan, or it can be said that this is a unique world.

Before Wang Mian understood what was going on, he heard the ancestor say: "My child, this is my mustard seed space. Every person who has cultivated to the stage of transcending the catastrophe has such a space."

"I'll take you to Shaolin, that Shaolin has been beaten to pieces, and I know a skill in Shaolin, but it's the innate Taoism..."

"Old Ancestor, is it possible for us to get something like that?" Wang Mian said with some concern.

"Children's Taoism is not a precious thing like clothes, because in this world, no one can cultivate, only the innate body can cultivate." The ancestor said.

Although in the mustard seed space of the ancestor, Wang Mian can see the outside scenery, which may be the deliberate intention of the head of Shushan.

Almost instantly, the two arrived at the floating island where the Shaolin Temple is located.

The floating island where Shaolin Temple is located was shattered by the fierce battle.

The shattered floating islands looked like small continents.

The ancestors did not spare any continents, and there were dilapidated palaces on some small continents.

Wang Mian was released, "You have an innate sword body, and your senses are sometimes more sensitive than mine. You should look for it together."

"This monk's method also has merits, the method of cultivating the primordial spirit is very unique.

Your physical body is extraordinary now, if you can find the supreme magic method of primordial spirit cultivation, then it is simply, simply..."

The ancestor himself didn't know how to describe Wang Mian's future.

The two searched together for seven or eight days, but found nothing.

More than ten days later, the two came to a slightly larger continent.

Seeing a group of undead monks, they are exerting great magic power, condensing the magic circle, and regathering all the continents.

Seeing the lunatic ancestor of Shushan coming, these monks trembled in fright.

This is great power, their abbot has to kneel even if he is alive.

An old monk from Shaolin Temple knelt down tremblingly and said, "Old Ancestor, please forgive me."

The Patriarch of Shushan was about to kill these monks, Wang Mian said via voice transmission, "Patriarch, let them help you find the classics."

"I won't kill you, I just want to find one of your Shaolin classics, you help to collect all the classics you have, and I will check them three days later."

How dare these monks refuse, even if this ancestor wants to go to all the classics, they don't dare to fart.

The three-faced Buddha was severely injured, what are they?
The two have traveled many divided continents and met some monks.

In the end, the two stopped searching at all. Three days later, all the monks and all the classics were piled up on the ground like each other's garbage, forming a small mountain.

"Son, take a look at it." The ancestor said.

Wang Mian also felt that what the ancestor of Shushan said made sense.

In Qingyun Peak, such a large book hall, Wang Mian found the magical sword formation manual. If it is a coincidence, it is somewhat unreasonable.

Wang Mian closed his eyes, walked up to these secret books, closed his eyes and pulled out a book, opened his eyes, looked, there was no words on the cover.

Wang Mian opened the book and asked the ancestor to check it out. The ancestor frowned and said, "This one?"

He flipped through it and couldn't find any mystery, the book didn't even have a word, but there were many lotus patterns.

He urged enormous mana to this book, but he didn't know what method he used.

His eyes lit up, "Sure enough."

He gave the number to Wang Mian, and when Wang Mian touched the book, the book turned into countless golden lights and directly entered Wang Mian's body.