The fabricated self, the fabricated story, the fabricated world!

This kind of statement may be unbelievable to ordinary people, especially after they already have a considerable level and have mastered a considerable degree of "true knowledge", they will feel even more incredible!

Even a legendary saint could not have that kind of means under the specific rules of the universe!

Fortunately, Zhang Yan is different, and his own universe is very special. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the True Yang level, he was already able to barely achieve that level.

Maybe it's still lacking, but that's just a minutiae, and it's completely possible to paint a scoop according to the gourd.

So, the first time he found some "clues", he guessed the "truth" and accepted it!

Of course, that doesn't mean he figured everything out, otherwise he wouldn't have used it.

He just found an introduction, and according to this introduction, he traced back to the source.

Standing at the source is a terrible group of people, far more terrible than himself!

Although they can all do the same thing, it doesn't mean that everyone's absolute level is about the same.

The basic rules of the two universes are completely different, and it is obviously much more difficult to do these things in the universe in front of him than it is to do them in his own universe.

Perhaps, the essence of the other party has already surpassed him, reaching the level of "refining gods" and even "supreme people" in the universe where he is located!

It was a level he needed to look up to!

Zhang Yan is a genius, the son of the era, the son of the universe, the background is the back, and he may become a supreme person in the future, at least the god refining is expected.

At this time, he is already not to be underestimated, in the essence of Yiru, in this universe, he is immediately equivalent to a saint, but he will not sit in the well and watch the sky.

There are people outside the world, there are people outside the sky, if he hadn't found the introduction and found the entry point, even if he knew some truth, he would never act rashly and send a clone to come.

It's just that all this is too easy.

I don't know if the man didn't keep it secret, and left loopholes, or if he didn't care about it at all.

Until now, Zhang Yan's investigation has gone smoothly, and he is getting closer and closer to the truth, but he has not encountered any trouble.

The more this was the case, the more vigilant he became.

He didn't know if what he was doing at this time was right or not, and whether there would be an indescribable existence in the next moment who would wipe him out!

But after all, he is Zhang Yan, a big man at the true yang level.

Since someone dares to calculate on him, no matter whether his own strength is enough or not, there is no reason to sit idly by!

If you have a chance, of course, you have to give it a try, at most, you should be careful in the process, and when you are really invincible, you will hide back in the nest.

I believe that relying on the special rules of the universe in which he lives, even those indescribable beings cannot easily handle him.

If he can't even do this, and he will be destroyed from a clone to a root in an instant, then it proves that the level gap is bigger than he imagined, and unless he is willing to be a pawn for the rest of his life, it is natural to be destroyed like this.

Bright Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.

An old man dressed in sackcloth, with two drooping boys, leisurely came to this holy place.

The old man looks like a celebrity who is hidden in the mountains and forests, with a clear appearance and a leisurely temperament.

However, it is impossible for such ordinary people to cross the ocean and come to the foot of Guangming Mountain to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this overseas country.

"Yes, it's a nice place. It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The old man shook his head and muttered to himself, quite complacently.

"Oh, sir, I don't know what you mean by saying that this place is a pity?"

At the foot of Guangming Mountain, there is Qianqiong Island, there are thousands of Huachi, thousands of trees are sails, but there is no trace.

In the mountain wind, Huo Fan didn't know when he appeared, came to the old man, and asked lightly.

The entire Guangming Mountain, even the surrounding three thousand miles of sea, was shrouded in a forbidden array.

Ordinary immortals, these three thousand miles of sea may not be able to pass, let alone set foot on Guangming Mountain. Only above the heavenly immortals, or with a connection, can come to the foot of the Bright Mountain. But if you want to climb the Bright Mountain, you have to guide the way, otherwise with the means arranged by the sage, Tianzun can only stare dryly when he comes.

As the old man said, the first half of the sentence is still good, and the second half of the sentence is over.

He obviously had something to say, and he wasn't even referring to the ground under his feet, but unfortunately it wasn't that he didn't have the opportunity to practice here!

But all immortals, every word and deed has a way to go, unless it is deliberately reserved and does not let people know the true emotions, there can be no misunderstanding at all.

If it weren't for Huo Fan's fact that he couldn't see through the depth of this old man, he was afraid that he would have taught a lesson a lesson by now. Even if he has broken his sharpness, Huo Fan has never been a good-tempered soft persimmon!

Dare to come to Guangming Mountain and show superiority in front of the saint's disciples?

"Huh!"

When the old man saw Huo Fan's posture, he didn't understand that his words were jealous.

He didn't think it was angry, let alone surprised, just shook his head, turned around and left, but at the right time, he looked back at Guangming Mountain and took a deep look.

"I can't say it, I can't say it. ”

"His backer is too hard, I can't say it, it's wrong to say it. ”

"It's just that it's easy to fold if it's just right, and it's easy to fold if it's just right!"

The old man said as he slowly departed with the two boys.

"Oh!

"Since you're here, why rush to leave!"

Although this old age is unfathomable, vaguely, what is said is not even just a vein of Guangming Mountain, but also has a deep meaning.

Huo Fan didn't know that, not to mention that anger was already surging in his heart at this time, where did he care about anything else.

Bright Mountain was nothing a hundred years ago, but today, it is a real saint's dojo, and this news has spread in some small circles!

In this case, this old man still dares to speak wildly and make a big statement in this saint's dojo?

If this old man guarding the mountain doesn't do something, I'm really sorry for that name.

Huo Fan never thought that he himself was not young, and his appearance looked even older and abnormal, but when facing the old man, he instinctively was willing to be small, thinking that he was older than himself!

Ancient, not old!

The old man seemed to represent "ancient" himself, a certain kind of antiquity.

Huo Fan didn't think of that at this time, maybe he was really angry, maybe he was just disturbed by his thoughts.

Huo Fan immediately made a move, comparable to the means of a top-level golden immortal, proving that he had made a breakthrough recently, but he didn't know why.

Soon, Huo Fan was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked ahead in amazement.

I saw the green mountains and green waters in front of me, a group of natural scenery, where are there any old people and naughty children?

"Uh..."

Huo Fan's face was slightly pale, and his expression was unprecedentedly dignified!

You must know that he has cultivated to be only a golden immortal, but he has cultivated the way of fighting, and he has many abilities.

For example, the fiery eyes of the Monkey King in Journey to the West on Earth are among them! The way of fighting was originally handed down by Sun Wukong, not necessarily the one in the story, but it is much more real!

In the past, he didn't focus on this, and his comprehension of the way of fighting was limited, so he rarely used the golden eyes that were more auxiliary in battle. Not long ago, he broke through with the help of external forces, although the foundation was broken, but he really cultivated for a leap, and his fiery eyes were barely completed, so he had already used it, and because he couldn't see through the way the old man came, he was vigilant!

It's one thing to not be able to see through the origin, and it's another thing to not be able to tell the truth from the fake!

At this time, this change clearly shows that this old man is much more terrifying than he imagined!

It is very likely that it is even more terrifying than the Heavenly Venerable Yasheng, at least the latter will definitely not be able to suddenly disappear in front of him and play with him so far!

But isn't it still a saint?!

On the Bright Mountain, Ling Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Huo Fan under the mountain gate with some surprise.

Soon, he learned about the old man from Huo Fan.

Even Huo Fan didn't expect that the arrival of the old man would even hide the saint on Guangming Mountain.

"Rigid is easy to break?"

Ling Tian pondered, not knowing what to mean.

He acts with both rigidity and softness, even if he is an evil ancient saint, he also acts in a disciplined manner, with cause and effect, and with reason and evidence.

If the old man's words were addressed to him, it was obviously over, and it was clearly a provocation, could it be a friend of the ancient sage, or was it simply some kind of manifestation?

If there is something in the old man's words, what does it mean?

The new world, the temple of the gods, the supreme saint sighed inexplicably.

This sigh was faint, but no one could hear it at this time.

Rigidity is easy to break, such a simple truth, how could Ling Qi not understand.

However, there are some things that must be indomitable in order to have such a 1 percent, 1 in 1,000, 1 in 10,000 chance of success.

Taking chestnuts from the fire, that's it, either life or death, there is no advance or retreat.

Mo said that Ling Qi had come to this point, even in his early years, how could he be willing to compromise his personality!

When you are weak, temporary forbearance is just a means. After being strong, what is it to forbear?

"If you don't mess with me, that's it. ”

"If you provoke me, even if you fight to the death, what can you do?"

"Backstage?"

"I'm not relying on that!"

Ling Qi was muttering to himself, not knowing who he was talking to.

If it was in the past, in the face of the river that surpassed the river of fate, his heart was full of awe, and even if he had the heart to turn his face, he would never provoke it head-on.

But recently, because he comprehended the relationship between a certain vision, he has seen too much, combined with himself, and even guessed some terrible facts.

Under this premise, don't say it's him, even those really high up and big, but they are just some poor people.

Everyone is struggling for their own destiny, even if there is a difference between strength and weakness, what is the difference in essence?

Ling Qi, I don't think it's any different!

Everyone, in fact, is the same.

Ling Qi closed his eyes again.

In the game, many times, even if you have a transcendent vision, you still need to play by the rules.

In this game, there is actually only one rule, that is, the strong is king, and a big fist is the last word!

Ling Qi's fists have never been big enough, but his luck has always been good, and there is always external force to borrow. Even today, it's the same.