crossing magic

"Back then, the old man, I was still a child. After listening to my master lamenting how cruel it was to become a ferocious beast in the first victory in the God Realm, I sneaked out to find out what happened. He found me very quickly, and I watched him and the three heads fight with my own eyes. Jiao competed for consciousness, talking to himself, and self-mutilation. Later, the God Realm had no choice, so Yan Cang and Qing Lan joined forces to kill him, but in the end, the God Realm was severely injured, and finally came to an end, and the ancient world disappeared."

Yuan Xin sighed: "God, why don't you return to your original appearance?"

Chan Gu Shangshen was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, and in the blink of an eye, the gray-haired old man in front of him disappeared, and there was a suave and suave Mr. Pian Pian.

Yuan Xin smiled and said, "Shangshen is still pleasing to the eye like this."

"Aren't I afraid that I won't be able to subdue the two boys Qing Lan and Yan Cang? Do you think I am willing? Think about it for so many years, I am a flat old man, let alone a fairy, it is the peacock in the backyard of the Emperor of Heaven who sees me. Shout." Chan Gu habitually stroked his beard, stroking his chin, and said to Yuan Xin, "What on earth are you thinking? I know this matter is too cruel to you. However, back then Cang Ming If you do it, it is not ruled out that you were influenced by the three-headed dragon. Let me tell you this, as long as there is one person who can subdue Cang Ming, we will not let him face him, you..."

"I promise." Yuan Xin scooped up a ladle of water, and carefully watered the flowers and plants left by Qing Lan, her tone was very calm: "I understand that the Lord Yan Cang and the Lord Yuji both lost their lives because of this. What is it? Shangshen doesn’t have to feel sorry, I understand. Cangming is different from them. Even though he was only four or five years old at the time, his divine power had already awakened, and no one could control him. When you brought him back to the heaven, it was Afraid that he will do evil in the lower realm, aren’t we? We are all waiting for Lord Yancang and Lord Jade Muscle to return to their thrones, and I will buy them time.”

Chan Gu patted Yuan Xin on the shoulder and stopped talking.

On that day, the news that the Zen ancient god became younger swept the entire heaven, attracting countless fairies to surround Yuji Mountain.The Zen Ancient God didn't know what he was busy with, and there were as many people coming in and out, as loud as they wanted.

Yuan Xi almost vomited a mouthful of blood, the bigger and bigger, the tender and tender, why didn't she suddenly become stronger?

I really don't like that Cangming, I really want to fight with him.

However, even Xin Mo is no match... let's wait until he becomes stronger...

However, before he became stronger, Yuan Xi discovered that Yuan Xin actually approached Cangming on his own initiative.

In fact, Yuanxin is not obvious, passing by occasionally, made delicious cakes and gave them to Cangming, and the Emperor of Heaven rewarded some things and gave them to Cangming, the two did not speak, and they just met in the yard Nodding acquaintance, then passing by.

But in the eyes of an outsider like Yuan Xi, isn't Yuan Xin and Cangming "meeting" too frequently?

I don't know when it started, Yuan Xin also paid attention to practicing kung fu, and practiced sword in the yard early in the morning every day.

His body is thin and thin, and a set of fairy clothes looks light and fluffy when hung on him, but it looks pretty good when practicing swordsmanship. When he is spinning and leaping, the outer robe will wrap around his waist, making his waist look so thin.

At the beginning, Cang Ming just glanced casually, with contempt on the corners of his mouth, and coldness in his eyes as always.

Yuan Xi scolded in her heart, get out if you don't like it, as if someone cares about you living in Yuji Mountain.

A few days later, when Yuan Xin practiced his sword again, Cang Ming would occasionally stop, look at him coldly, and then turn around and leave.

I don't know whether Yuan Xin really likes to practice swords or what, he practiced every day without interruption, and after a while, he also danced sword flowers, and then Cang Ming stayed longer and longer.

No one knew that this set of sword techniques practiced by Yuan Xin was actually created by Cang Ming. Yuan Xin had seen it, and even after so many years, he still remembered it.

Yuan Xin practiced only the first level, and he couldn't practice the second level without guidance.

The next day, Yuan Xin changed to a new set of swordsmanship, which Yan Cang had danced in his free time. The moves were very simple, with weak murderous aura, more like a sword dance.

This sword technique was originally improvised by Yan Cang teasing Qinglan, every move is very casual, just like Yan Cang, with a sense of freedom and unrestraint.

The accident happened on this day, Yuan Xin was dancing vigorously, when Cang Ming suddenly came over and grabbed his wrist, "What is this thing you practiced?"

Before Yuan Xin could speak, he threw Yuan Xin away. Fortunately, Yuan Xin was prepared this time, but staggered a little and was not injured.

But Cang Ming's actions obviously angered Yuan Xi, anyway, Yuan Xin used to be under his control, but now he is always bullied by Cang Ming, besides, what about Cang Ming Niu, he is not on the fairy pillar Daming, Yuan Xi is not afraid of him.

"Cangming, you are not allowed to hurt Yuanxin again, not even a single hair."

"Looking for death." Cang Ming waved his hand, Yuan Xi was nothing more than an ant in his eyes.A white light shot out from his hand, Yuan Xin's pupils shrank sharply, before his brain could react, the person had already passed by, blocked Yuan Xi with his body, and the two flew out together.

Yuan Xi only heard a muffled sound from Yuan Xin, and he hugged Yuan Xin reflexively, only to feel that the body of the person in his arms was very soft, and he suddenly panicked.

Cangming looked at his hands, how many times has he shot at him?

But there is a voice in my head saying: "It's just an insignificant heavenly slave, God Lord, for the great cause, for the supreme glory, what are you waiting for?"

"The opportunity is right in front of you. As long as you make a move, you will be invincible. What are you waiting for?"

"Look, all living beings are waiting to worship you. Just take a step, and you will be the No.1 standing at the top. At that time, Qing Lan will not be in your palm?"

Yuan Xi and Yuan Xin fell to the ground, this heavy blow caused Yuan Xin to get old injuries, spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and his body was shaking and getting cold.

He looked at Cangming, with tears in his dark eyes: "Shen Jun, stop it? You are the God of War who protects the eight wastelands and nine states, you...you are the God of War Cangming, no, you shouldn't... be trapped by fierce beasts, you can……"

Yuan Xi was frightened to death, picked up Yuan Xin and ran away, yelling: "God, come out quickly, someone will die."

Cangming watched Yuan Xin's lacquer-like pupils slowly close...

In Fumo Pagoda, Qing Lan had already broken the mess, and the two of them went to the fourth floor, which was the last floor.

"Qinglan, are you sure that the thing we got is the Fumo Tower? This is obviously a puzzle game. If it is really closed and the monsters are inside, how will you subdue it?"

Qinglan studied this layer over and over again, and said: "Let's not talk about the other layers, just talk about the big dream of the second layer. You and I know that it is a dream. The nostalgia for the dream is limited, and the mind is always awake. So , It is easy to enter the dream, and it is also easy to wake up from the dream. If it is someone with a weak mind or a messy mind, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to get out of that dream. Moreover, since this demon tower is made by you and me, We are not monsters, Dang Rang has no fear of this tower, and said that the supernatural power of subduing monsters in this tower is not only not a threat to you and me, but beneficial to you and me, haven't you noticed that our immortal power has increased a lot?"

"Yes, yes, ah, I understand." Yan Cang knocked himself on the head: "That day, the old emperor must know that you will follow me into the tower, so he deliberately said that he would trap me for a hundred years. It must be to scare me."

Qing Lan's attention was attracted by the four words that were faintly visible on the wall: "All four are empty?"

Yan Cang was puzzled: "Why does this involve Buddhism?"

Qinglan shook her head: "This is not Buddhism. There is no distinction between Taoism and Buddhism in the ancient world."

This fourth layer is empty, nothing, but a vacuum.

"Since it's not the Dharma, is it possible that the achievement is superficial? You want us to let go, and then we can go out?"

"Try it." Qinglan walked to the middle, sat on the ground, and began to meditate.

Yan Cang had no choice but to sit next to him, but after sitting for a long time, Yan Cang could not be free.

With Qinglan right beside him, how could he be free?

"Qinglan, are you free?"

Qinglan: "..."

When the heat came from his waist, Qing Lan opened his eyes, and the corners of his lips were raised with a hint of helplessness. He took the initiative to lift Yan Cang's chin, and kissed it gently.

Excited, Yan Cang hooked Qing Lan's waist and kissed her back fiercely.

Qing Lan pounced on his face with the breath of rosin, which was warm, as if it had been itching into his body.

When someone had had enough tofu, Qing Lan smiled and said, "From now on, don't talk anymore."

"Okay, I must not talk." A satisfied person hurriedly put on a posture, and did not forget to urge Qing Lan: "You move quickly, don't dawdle." It seemed that he was not the one who couldn't sit still just now.

After an unknown period of time, the bodies of the two suddenly glowed with white light at the same time, and then they disappeared in a flash.

"Again?" Yan Cang's heart tightened, the feeling of being forced to separate from Qing Lan suddenly was really uncomfortable.

After standing still, before he had time to see the surrounding environment clearly, one person had already knelt down in front of him.

"Shenjun, I finally waited for you."

"You..." This person is very familiar, and this hole is also very familiar, but...

"I am Xiaotian, a descendant of Tiger King Xiaofeng, and I am ordered to welcome the Divine Lord here."

Yan Cang thought about it carefully, he actually didn't know these two people, but he could feel the contract in Xiaotian's body, this person really respected him, just like Xin Mo treated Qinglan.

"This is..." Yan Cang's pupils shrank as a strong ancient aura came over his face, "Is this the place where I fell?"

"Yes, the god, the ancestors told me that as long as the jade-muscle god comes to get the key of the Fumo Pagoda, it means that the time has come. The god can accept the inheritance when he comes out of the Fumo Tower. God, please." Xiaotian stretched out his hand in the air After drawing a circle, a door appeared immediately, Yan Cang thought for a while, and asked: "Then, has the Lord Jade Muscle returned to his fallen place at this moment?"

Xiaotian shook his head: "I don't know about this, but since Fumo Pagoda was jointly refined by two gods, since you are here, then the Jade Muscle God must have the same opportunity!"

Yan Cang thought for a while, and felt that this statement was quite reliable, so he stepped into the door.