Chapter 17: Wangu's Criticism (Subscription Requested)
In a quiet bamboo forest, two grass huts stand side by side!
In one of the cottages, all kinds of books occupy the whole room, a wooden bed, a table of eight immortals, which is extremely simple, and the rest are bookshelves, which are filled with all kinds of books on fortune-telling.
At this time, Wan Gu was standing in front of the table of the Eight Immortals, his eyes full of anticipation, because after several years of specialized research, he had finally learned the art of approving life. The mud bodhisattva really didn't lie to him, this batch of life techniques is indeed difficult to learn, and it is not for ordinary people to learn.
If you want to learn the art of approving life, you not only need to be talented and intelligent, but also be able to memorize all kinds of relevant books word for word. Secondly, you also need to know the mantra of the art of criticism. In the end, only people with special personalities can learn, otherwise they will be punished by God if they only use it once.
Wangu's personality was not special and unremarkable, but Wangu was not from this world, which made his personality change, different, and completely unaffected by God's curse.
Of course, in the past ten years, Wan Gu has not only learned the art of approving life, but even the 'Moke Immeasurable' he got from Xiao Sanxiao has also been refined by him, and with the third-order battle pattern of the 'Yi Jin Sutra', although his cultivation has not made much progress, his strength has increased several times by a geometric increase.
Slowly exhaling a breath, Wan Gu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hexagram plate on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the internal force was infused into it, and he slowly recited the mantra of the art of approving life in his mouth.
Immediately, the hexagram disk shone brightly and filled the entire room. Immediately after that, the hexagram with a complex structure immediately began to operate, projecting golden rays of light, in which many huge characters floated.
"As soon as the world changes, a sword Xuanyuan will be new! The Emperor of Heaven descended from the sky, and the people of the world were happy! ”
Seeing Wan Gu see his own comments, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to really calculate it, and it was completely consistent with himself.
After thinking about it for a long time, Wan Gu shook his head, not happy for his criticism, he slowly withdrew his hands, put them behind his back, and said to himself: "That strange mud bodhisattva doesn't like to give himself a fate, as long as he knows his fate, anyone will be too trusting in fate to be able to transcend himself." ”
For his own criticism, Wangu believes it and does not believe it! Because it's all up to him, and his decisions now affect everything.
At this moment, if Wangu wants to continue, then the criticism will not change; In the next moment, if Wangu wants to change his mind, then the criticism will immediately change.
So, it's all up to you. This is the consequence of criticizing oneself, and everything in the future will change all the time because of the thoughts of people like Wangu who have seen the future.
After learning the art of approving fortunes, it can be said that Wangu is another mud bodhisattva, and he can also tell fortunes for others.
Just as Wangu was approving his life, there was a burst of laughter in the bamboo forest outside. At the same time, a huge sword intent quickly covered the surroundings.
Not only that, but at the moment when the sword intent was wantonly released, countless sword qi burst out from another grass house, overwhelming the sky, and that grass house was destroyed into a pile of waste by countless sword qi at this moment.
"Haha...... In ten years, the old man has finally refined the sword twenty-three! ”
As soon as the words fell, a purple-robed and long-bearded silver old man floated out of the abandoned grass house, his eyes were deep, like a light burn, and a strong aura of fairy wind and bones was also rushing towards him.
This person is none other than Dugu Jian, known as the Sword Saint! At the same time, he is also the second generation of Juggernaut!
"Dugu Sword!"
Facing the other party's sword-like sharp gaze, Wan Gu looked immobile on the surface, but in his heart, he also set off turbulent waves.
He could feel that the Sword Saint's cultivation had actually reached the Martial Dao Yuan God Realm. Moreover, the sword qi emanating from the other party's body was even more powerful.
Moreover, the skill of the Sword Master has also been increased exponentially, and the energy value contained in the skill is estimated to have reached 10,000 points. This kind of skill is almost close to the ten thousand valleys.
For the Sword Master, of course, Wangu will not be a stranger.
The martial arts of the world have always had the title of the South Unknown and the Northern Sword Saint.
The Sword Saint is the elder brother of the city lord of Wushuang City, and he has been crazy about swordsmanship all his life, unparalleled in the world, especially the Holy Spirit swordsmanship, which no one can break, and later fought with the Wulin myth nameless, retired after defeat, and retreated to comprehend the more profound swordsmanship.
Of course, this is just the information of his life, if Wan Gu guessed correctly, Dugu Jian is still the reincarnation of the first generation of Sword Saint Emperor Fu Jian.
"Emperor of Heaven! Now that I've refined the Sword Twenty-Three, you can tell the old man where the nameless is, right? The Dugu Sword Saint walked quickly to Wan Gu, his eyes full of longing, and asked.
That's right, the Sword Saint has now been subsumed under the Heavenly Palace Gate and has become one of Wan Gu's subordinates.
Ten years ago, Wan Gu came here, found the Sword Saint, defeated the Sword Saint with the sword technique of the Tianshan Sect, and will be subordinated to the sect.
Originally, the Sword Saint did not agree, but Wan Gu threatened the Dugu family in Wushuang City, and promised him to help him find Nameless, so the Sword Saint agreed to join the Heavenly Palace and became the 'god' directly under Wan Gu.
Decades ago, the Sword Master fought with Nameless, and after losing, he retired to the rivers and lakes and was indifferent to the world, but he never stopped cultivating and comprehending the way of the sword.
Moreover, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique has been stuck in the realm of Sword Twenty-two for a long time, and it has not been able to break through, as if it has encountered a bottleneck and has been restrained.
In fact, this is not only because the cultivation of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique has reached the end, but also because the cultivation of the Sword Saint has also reached the peak of the Innate Condensation Realm.
However, since he met Wan Gu ten years ago, after Wan Gu's reminder, the Sword Master learned of the existence of Sword Twenty-three, and also knew the realm of the Martial Dao Yuan Shen.
Combined with the Yuan Shen, after ten years, he finally comprehended the Sword Twenty-three, and at the same time, his cultivation also directly broke through to the early stage of the Martial Dao Yuan Shen Realm. I'm afraid that the strength is close to Wangu!
"Of course, when did this seat lie to you! However, I'm afraid you have to let go of the challenge of namelessness, because the world will have a decisive battle with Wushuang City soon, if something goes wrong with you, thousands of lives up and down the Dugu family in Wushuang City will be unlucky. Wan Gu stood with his hands in his hands and said calmly.
"This ......", hearing this, the Sword Saint suddenly fell silent, it was his long-cherished wish for the rest of his life to fight namelessly, but he couldn't abandon the safety of the Dugu family in Wushuang City.
"Okay, let's put it aside for the time being, let this seat see, how much has your strength improved when you arrive at the Martial Dao Yuanshen."
As he spoke, Wan Gu stepped out, and the person was gone. When he reappeared, he had already appeared ten zhang away, took another step, and had already come to the bamboo forest.