Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Afterwards, the monks surrounding the Immortal Tower dispersed one after another.

Jian Wuming did not leave.

He stood in front of the Immortal Tower, quietly waiting for the appearance of Mr. Wushuang.

Didn't make Jian Wuming wait too long.

After almost a stick of incense.

Master Wu Shuang exited from the Immortal Tower cursing.

"What rubbish matching mechanism!"

"It's only [-] people, but I have to wait in line."

"There's a fucking thousand more in front."

"If you want to jump in the queue, you can only continue to play alternate games."

"Fucking can only play up to three games a day!"

"Nima."

"When the fuck does this have to be scheduled!"

Seeing Mr. Wushuang cursing and cursing, Jian Wuming couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You're laughing ass."

"If this mechanism is not changed, this Immortal Tower will close down sooner or later!"

"Have you finished cursing?"

Jian Wuming asked while carefully looking at Mr. Wushuang.

And found some differences between it and Lynch.

Mr. Wushuang is obviously much younger, and he even has a lingering youthful spirit on his body.

He really wasn't Lynch.

Jian Wuming was thinking, thinking about how to ask Mr. Wushuang's true identity.

Master Wushuang had already put his hand on Jian Wuming's shoulder.

"You're the old man's friend, aren't you?"

"Do me a favor, are you okay?"

"What are you busy with?"

Jian Wuming said subconsciously.

"Borrow a fire."

……

A month later.

In Jian Wuming's cave.

In a brazier with a diameter of two meters.

Mr. Wushuang sat cross-legged, bathed in the fire, and swallowed the blazing flames.

Jian Wuming next to him kept the flame burning as usual, and asked in his mouth.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard."

"After Lynch comes back."

"You have plenty of time to play ranking slowly."

"Now it's three games a day."

"It's not a problem for me to be a fire boy for you every day."

Get along with each other for a month.

Jian Wuming already knew about the relationship between Young Master Wushuang and Lin Qi.

Although I am shocked that Mr. Wushuang is in a sense just an incarnation of Lynch's supernatural powers.

And it's just such an incarnation of supernatural powers.

He even has the courage to sweep Jindan Invincible.

But it doesn't matter.

Compared to the shocking thing.

He is more willing to communicate with Master Wushuang on his sword practice every day.

"I don't get along well with the old man."

"He thinks my son is young and vigorous."

"My son also thinks he is dull."

Master Wushuang bathed in the fire.

"And I have things I want to do."

"The old man can wait, but I can't wait."

"1 years is too long, seize the day and night."

"So I must hurry up."

"Earn more before he comes back."

"and."

Master Wushuang said in a low tone, "I'm not the only thug under the old man's hands."

Jian Wuming was stunned.

Just when he was about to ask Mr. Wushuang what he meant by that.

He saw that Mr. Wushuang, who was bathing in the fire, changed color instantly, rushed out of the cave, and looked up at the sky.

Jian Wuming followed subconsciously.

Look up to the sky together.

I saw a cold, crescent-like building boat appearing above the Star Academy.

It is Yuyao's building and boat palace.

It seemed that he had noticed the eyes of the two of them.

On the crescent moon-shaped building, a figure wearing a crown looked down like an emperor.

He exchanged a glance with Mr. Wushuang, and withdrew his eyes indifferently.

Along with Yuyao's Louchuan Palace, it fell into Qingyu Palace.

"That man looks familiar."

Jian Wuming felt familiar.

"Made."

"The dog Qitiandi was also released by the old man."

"Is the old man so big-hearted?"

Master Wushuang scolded, and felt relieved.

"But it's fine."

"The old man hasn't come back yet."

"Ajian."

"Quick, hurry up and continue lighting the fire for me."

Jian Wuming nodded subconsciously, continuing to play the role of the burning boy.

It took a while before I realized it and exclaimed.

"I remember."

"That person seems to be the incarnation of Lynch's cultivation."

"I've seen it before."

"Nima."

"Don't tell me, that guy named Qitiandi has similar strength to yours?!"

Young Master Wushuang hesitated for a moment before saying with a displeased face.

"Although I don't want to admit it."

"But probably should."

"He's a little bit better than me."

"Ah."

"Just a little bit."

Young Master Wushuang made a little gesture.

Jian Wuming fell silent, feeling that his cognition of the Golden Core Realm was shattering a little bit.

He originally thought that he would be able to defeat his own unparalleled young master.

Even if it's just Lynch's avatar incarnate.

But the combat power of this avatar should not be much different from that of Lynch himself.

Or after summoning the magical incarnation of Mr. Wushuang.

Lynch shouldn't be able to summon any more avatars.

But now.

Jian Wuming was in a trance, and unconsciously made a hoarse voice.

"So, like you."

"How many under Lynch's hands?"

Chapter 256

"You have stopped me by asking this young master."

Master Wushuang thought about it seriously, and counted with his fingers.

"Teacher Wan Teng and Lao Qi and Tianyou."

"The three of them are not old men's thugs."

"Then there are still Demon Buddha, Mother Goddess, Yuelao, and Lord Xinling."

"Plus this young master and Qitiandi that bastard."

"Six."

"However, Yuelao and Lord Xinling are weaker."

"The rest of the Demon Buddha and Godmother should be similar to this Young Master."

Master Wushuang broke the news.

Jian Wuming was dumbfounded, and it took a long time before he dared to believe it.

"So like you."

"Can Lynch summon six?"

"That is to say."

"Lynch only needs to show one-sixth, no, one-seventh of his strength."