Chapter Seventy-Three: A Powerful Man
"It's just one of my college classmates. Wang Hao originally planned to hang the wooden statue around his neck, but then he felt that something was wrong, and he now has a piece of jade hanging around his neck.
So he put the wooden statue in his pocket.
Wang Mengran was full of energy and said, "Your craft is so good, why don't you carve one for me, and where did you learn this craft." Wang Mengran had already recognized that this was a container for the soul.
Wang Hao took out his saber again, preparing to carve a wooden statue of Wang Mengran, Wang Mengran was very unlucky, and hurriedly waved his hand to ask Wang Hao not to carve her wooden statue.
Isn't this a curse king dreaming of death?
Wang Hao was surprised, a woman's mind is really hard to guess.
In order to drive away the cold, and also to bring light, the two lit a bonfire. Although neither of them was afraid of the cold, the darkness of the night was dispensable to them.
The chaotic flames danced randomly on the branches, like a fairy, fiddling with their own dance to their heart's content.
The firelight reflected Wang Mengran's side face, and the two sat by the bonfire, although they had nothing to say, but Wang Hao didn't feel embarrassed at all, because he closed his eyes and was watching the Immortal Sutra in his mind, Wang Hao felt tired, so he fell asleep on the ground, breaking through the first shackles of the human body, and in this night, he didn't feel cold at all.
Wang Mengran sat by the bonfire, and when he saw Wang Hao with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, he felt bored in his heart, and placed some magic circles near the two.
The so-called magic circle is nothing more than the use of energy between heaven and earth, and the most commonly used is electromagnetic fields.
Don't look at Wang Mengran's arrangement of the magic circle so easily, in fact, it is very difficult to arrange the magic circle, because the energy contained in each place and each terrain is not the same, and the arrangement of the magic circle must consider these messy energies one by one.
All Wang Mengran could do was some simple magic circles.
Don't look at the fact that these magic circles can block many creatures and ghosts in Miao Jiang, it's just because these creatures and ghosts are relatively weak.
In his sleep, Wang Hao dreamed of a majestic man, this man had white hair, wearing a gray robe, a pair of eyes with stars annihilation and stars born, there were many powerful energies around his body, some energy made people feel full of vitality, it seemed that everything could be reborn in an instant, and some energy made people feel lifeless, it seemed that everything could be annihilated in the blink of an eye, he stood in the void, this void looked like the universe, some nebulae were floating in the void.
Wang Hao was shocked in his heart, what kind of strong person can stand in the universe physically, you must know that there is no oxygen in the void of the universe, and there are all kinds of rays and all kinds of superbugs.
The man reached out and grabbed the void, and the entire void began to twist, and countless stars seemed to be grasped by the man.
Wang Hao gasped.
Wang Hao woke up suddenly, he opened his eyes, stared at the dark night around him, and kept recalling the scene in his dream, whether this was his imagination or something else.
To be able to physically cross the universe may only be possible for saints in ancient times.
The wind blows through the treetops, blowing the music that belongs to the night.
Wang Hao looked into the depths of the mountain, in the distance, something seemed to be calling him, like a long-lost relative, this feeling was only for a moment, and it quickly disappeared.
If he had stayed a little longer, he would have known the direction of the thing.
There is something that is calling Wang Hao.
"I don't know if I'm strong enough to be able to transcend the universe and distort the void in the blink of an eye. Wang Hao has an extraordinary desire to become stronger at this time.
Wang Mengran threw a blanket on the ground and slept on it, her long eyelashes blinked, as if she was dreaming, and the corners of her mouth smiled sweetly, looking like she was having a very beautiful dream.
Thinking of the night with Tang Ya, Wang Hao was charming.
In order to calm himself down, Wang Hao looked up at the starry sky.
From the grass came the voice of a man, and the voice seemed clear.
Wang Hao was as light as a swallow, running like thunder, came to a bush, hid his figure well, and a fat and thin figure appeared in front of him.
"It's them, what are you doing here?" Wang Hao thought to himself.
Thinking that at least the three of them were already old acquaintances, Wang Hao felt that he should say hello.
"Qian Dazhi, Li Xiaoer, hello. Wang Hao suddenly spoke, almost scaring Qian Dazhi and Li Xiaoer to death.
Qian Dazhi and Li Xiaoer, as black and white impermanence, were sent to Miaojiang as pioneers by the Chinese underworld.
For the underworld, Miao Jiang also hides many secrets.
Qian Dazhi and Li Xiaoer have long heard that Miao Jiang has fierce ghosts, although the two are equivalent to immortal bodies, but they are afraid of beating, along the way, they were taught a lesson by several ghosts, but fortunately, they have the treasures given by the king of Hades on their bodies, so that those ghosts will be wiped out, so that their faces can be saved.
The underworld has the rules of the underworld, like some people who are strong in cultivation must not appear in the world without authorization, this regulation has appeared since the birth of the underworld, according to the underworld, in order to maintain the order of the yin and yang worlds.