Endless void, unknown space.

All things are silent, and the darkness is terrifyingly deep.

In the dead silence, it feels so unfathomable.

For a moment, Zhou Liming thought that he had died out, returned to nothingness, or returned to the underworld.

Every minute and second of consciousness is long, slow as still, slow as freezing.

In the Wenqi Fight, Wushan was illuminated by the moon-looking mirror, and the moonlight guarded his body, and the whole body's culture, qi and blood were restored.

The Moon Mirror not only brought moonlight, but also brought a lot of Wen Qi and luck from the Holy Temple, supporting the transparent chains that extended into the Endless Void.

Wushan didn't know where the chains wanted to go, let alone where the chains had gone.

Wushan could only clearly perceive that there was a person or thing he wanted to see in the distance.

And the endless void made Wushan feel mysterious, unpredictable, and a little fearful.

I don't know how long it took, but when he heard the sound of 'wave', Wushan thought it was his auditory hallucination.

But the next moment, Wushan felt the breath of Zhou Liming, so real and so weak.

Deep in the wilderness, Tianban Mountain.

On the rooftop of the mountain, nine ancient beings opened their eyes one after another, looking in the direction of the human race.

"There's the breath of the Holy Fire there!"

"It's a taste of silence!"

"I smell a resentment, left by my people!"

"Endless Void...... Is it a barbarian saint? ”

"No, it's Da Saman!"

"Could it be that Zhou Liming, the son of the Zhou family, is still alive?"

"Possibly!"

An ancient being is defined, and the rooftop falls silent.

A moment later, a decaying voice rang out.

"Da Saman is my descendant, I'll use the secret method to follow the bloodline trajectory to see!"

"Moo......"

There was no presence talking, and the sound of decay was echoed by strange growls and growls.

Qinglian Lake, the Spring Breeze Pavilion of the Four Seasons Pavilion.

Mountain Commander Meng Sanxiu, Ming Sheng's clone, and Black Armor General looked at the endless void with deep eyes, and when the chain extending from Wushan's chest entered the space where Zhou Liming was, the three of them really felt Zhou Liming's breath.

That's the breath of life!

However, the three of them, the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu, the Ming Sheng clone, and the black armor general, also saw a firstborn hexagonal phantom, and used a strange means to pass through the layers of void and cross towards that space.

"Barbarian!"

"Barbarians!"

"Barbarian Saint Phantom!"

Three people, three different names.

The same thing is that the three of them raised their hands one after another and shot together.

The three different colors of the Wen Qi turned into three phantoms, followed by the luck of the traction, and crossed away.

In the unknown space, three phantoms, one white, one black and one green, intercepted the hexagonal barbarian saint phantom outside the unknown space and fought hard.

The four rays of light collided, making Wushan in the Wenqi Great Dou feel a burst of dazzling.

Fortunately, in an instant, the Hexagonal Barbarian Saint Phantom disappeared, and the three Phantoms also dimmed a lot.

Heavy, incredibly heavy!

Wu Shan could feel that the chain connected to his mind was connected to a heavy object, and Wu Shan wanted to drag him out of the unknown space, but the other party was extremely heavy.

In the outside world, the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu, the Ming Sage clone, and the black armor general who shot to kill the Hexagonal Barbarian Saint Phantom, opened their eyes one after another, and when they saw the chains that had been straightened and slowed down, the three of them all frowned.

"He's too weak!"

"I can do this to this extent, or because of the blessing of my human race's luck!"

"Strength is not enough!"

In the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the three of them, Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu, were silent.

"Zhou Liming has meritorious service to the human race, and my academy should make a contribution!"

After the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu said this, a wave of luck belonging to the academy began to surge, and it was continuously transmitted to Wushan through the life card left in the academy by Wushan, increasing Wushan's control of the chains.

"Xingtian is a member of my Great Wall Guards, and he can receive the blessing of my Guards' luck!"

After the words of the black armor general, a wave of luck belonging to the guards of the Great Wall surged, emerging from the waist card of the cavalry captain in Wushan's treasure bag, and blessed Wushan.

Riding the captain's waist card, Wushan was originally left as a memorial, but I didn't expect it to be of great use at this time.

In the Wen Qi Dou, Wu Shan felt two huge qi lucks added to him, which made his overcontrol of the chain much easier.

Wu Shan could feel that the other end of the chain was the breath of Zhou Liming.

"Could it be that this nostalgic poem of mine can condense a god similar to Zhou Li's life?"

"And these two qi luck, could it be that the great existence of my human race is using qi luck to help me summon and condense this god?"

Wushan, who didn't know the truth of the matter, was constantly making up for it, and regarded the existence on the other end of the chain as a god.

Because Wushan itself is too weak to pull out the gods, those great beings of the human race sensed it through luck and borrowed strength from Wushan, hoping that Wushan could successfully condense the gods.

Wushan, whose brain has made up for this, believes in his conjecture more and more, and works harder and harder.

"Pure gentleman, no villain. In the empty mountains, the sky is spring. ”

"If you don't believe in the heavens and prisoners, one song will send a hundred insects to fright."

"Zhou Shuai, come out and raise the majesty of my human race!"

In the literary fight, Wushan is a little crazy, a little excited, and a little proud.

Wushan kept chanting, cheering for himself and Zhou Liming on the other end.

In the world of Wushan's brain supplement, he will transform the virtual into the real and condense a god, a god named Zhou Liming.

In the unknown space, in the silent darkness, there was a loud noise.

Zhou Liming, who was only conscious, seemed to see a light, a light that made him see life.

"I'm going back!"

Zhou Li sacrificed part of the flesh on his body, summoned a thumb-thick chain from his chest, and wound it towards the light.

Click...... Click...... Whoa......

The sound of iron chains clashing and pulling resounded throughout the Spring Breeze Pavilion, the speed getting faster and faster, and something getting closer and closer.

Mountain Commander Meng Sanxiu, Ming Sheng's clone, and Black Armor General all looked at the Endless Void with hopeful eyes, and the aura they were familiar with was getting closer and closer, more and more real.

I don't know how long it took, but the transparent chains retracted from the endless void, and a figure fell out of the void.

The black-armored general was quick-eyed, and reached out to hug the skinny, white-haired, unconscious figure.

With a wave of his hand, the Ming Sage clone next to him waved his hand, and a white healing enchantment appeared on Zhou Liming's body.

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu even took out a pill from Nabao's bag, stuffed it into Zhou Liming's mouth, and hung the latter in a breath.

"It's back!"

"It's a good boy of my human race!"

"Good!"

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu, Ming Sheng's clone, and Black Armor General looked at Zhou Liming, who was already unconscious, full of joy and fluctuating hearts.

"This son is also unconscious!"

"It's okay, I'm just tired and prostration, I'll feed him a few pills later, and he can wake up!"

Mingsheng's clone looked at Wushan, who was lying on the desk and fell asleep, with more love and relief in his eyes.

Shout!

The moon-looking mirror flew out of Wushan's chest, and after going around Wushan's side, it fell into the hands of Mingsheng's clone.

"This matter still needs to be covered up, you can deal with it three repairs!"

"It's time for me to go back!"

When the words fell, the Mingsheng clone and the moon-looking mirror turned into a streamer, entered the human temple projection, and disappeared without a trace.

"I'm over there, I should be in a hurry, I'll go back first!"

"Xing Tian is a member of my Great Wall Guards, and the guards keep everything for him, and this matter is a great credit!"

The black armor general left these words, hugged Zhou Li's life and turned into a black light, and disappeared in place strangely.

Spring Breeze Pavilion, only the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu was left.

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu looked at the sleeping Wushan, his eyes showed a little caution, more joy and expectation.

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu took out a pill and fed it into the mouth of Wushan, waiting for Wushan to wake up.

A quarter of an hour later, Wushan woke up, yawned, and stretched.

"Wake up!"

Wushan turned around and saw Meng Sanxiu, the head of the bearded mountain, and hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Mountain chief, this is ...... What happened? ”

"Think about it!"

Wu Shan frowned, and soon the matter of pulling out a god from the Endless Void was recalled in his mind.

"Mountain Chief, did the deity pull it out?"

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu looked slightly stunned, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes brightened slightly.

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu suddenly found that he no longer needed to make up stories. Then Meng Sanxiu looked at Wushan with loving eyes and said in a gentle voice.

"It's out!"

"However, because you are too weak and he has not yet been completely formed, I have already asked him to go to the forbidden land of the academy to conceive, and be baptized by the luck of the academy, and he may be able to completely condense and form in the near future."

"That's good, that's good!" Hearing this, Wushan was overjoyed and immediately told the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu about the relevant information about this deity.

"Mountain Chief, this deity is called Zhou Liming, and he is the commander of our side in the last military exercise......"

Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu nodded, thought for a while, and then took out an item from the Nabao bag and handed it to Wushan.

"This deity has been taken over by the academy, and you will have a great merit and a book of brocade."

When the words fell, a jade box had already fallen into Wushan's hands.

After Wushan raised his head, the figure of the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu had already disappeared.

A gust of wind blew, the fog dissipated, and the rest of the Spring Breeze Pavilion also woke up.

"Wushan, a student of the academy, has five talents in poetry, and with the help of the academy, he gathers a god, gets a great merit, and appreciates a book."

The voice of Mountain Chief Meng Sanxiu spread throughout Qinglian Lake, and the entire Qinglian Lake fell into a deathly silence.

Island in the middle of the lake, lake in the middle of the island.

Zhou Langkun and Wei Baizhi glanced at each other, their eyes full of surprise and surprise.

Wushan actually condensed a god with the help of the academy, no wonder the temple projection just came, and the academy array was also activated, so it was.

The voice of the mountain chief Meng Sanxiu made the old guys of the sixth realm of Daoxinhu speechless.

"Brother Luculent, he is indeed a famous teacher and a high apprentice!"

"Poetry is five feet and nine, amazing!"

"Poetry is five feet and nine years, and it is close to the limit of poetry!"

"No wonder a vision just came, no wonder ......"

“……”

"Damn!"

Compared with others, Gai Tianshan's mood is the most boring.

Seeing that Wushan was getting stronger day by day under his nose, Gai Tianshan was a little restless and a little upset.

Qinglian Residence, a small building with a circular lake.

Looking at the Four Seasons Pavilion from afar, the Qinglian woman Yun Mengli and the beautiful man Pan An were speechless for a long time.

"Huh...... Regarding the information about Wushan, it seems that the saint has hidden something from Pan! ”

Qinglian Nu Yun Mengli looked in the direction of the Four Seasons Pavilion and did not pay attention to Pan An's strange tone.

The play staged in Wushan, Qinglian Nu Yun Mengli did not expect it.

In other words, in the previous investigation of Wushan, there must have been a flaw, and something must have been omitted and hidden.

"Poetry is five feet and nine ......"

Thinking of the statement that the poem is only six, the Qinglian girl Yun Mengli has a faint sense of frustration.

The reason why the beautiful man Pan An scolded Qinglian Nu in a strange voice was that he was frightened by Wushan's poetic talent.

From ancient times to the present, how many people can reach five zhang nine in poetry?

"Mr. Pan is tired, please take a break, the concubine is out of company!"

After Qinglian Nuyun Mengli left these words, she turned around and left the circular lakeside building.

The beautiful man Pan An looked at the back of the Qinglian girl Yun Mengli, and kept muttering in his mouth.

"There was Wang Dexuan before, and now there is a academy Wushan, I'm afraid this trip will be ......"

Qinglian Lake, the Spring Breeze Pavilion of the Four Seasons Pavilion.

Wushan put away the jade box containing the brocade book and helped the little junior sister Zhou Qingzhou up from the ground.

"Brother Wu, you are so powerful!"

The little junior sister Zhou Qingzhou did not ask why Wushan fainted to the ground, but looked at Wushan with big eyes shining with stars, and asked about the god.

Wu Shan shook his head, and had to admit that he was also unconscious, which made the little girl dispel the idea of continuing to ask.

Luo Zhengfeng, the son of the county guard next to him, also gave a thumbs up at this time, admiring Wushan.

Poetry is five feet and nine, which is an unattainable height.

Wu Shan smiled and didn't say anything, but glanced at Gai Youyou, Gai Wufeng, and Gai Lao Wolf, who also woke up in the side pavilion.

Gai Youyou is nothing, Gai Wufeng, Gai Lao Wolf's faces are already as gloomy as black charcoal.

Poetry is five zhang nine, this is what they saw with their own eyes before, and it was not Meng Sanxiu, the head of the academy, who said it to fool others.

Then, Gai stood up calmly, walked past Wushan, and walked to the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

When they saw this, they were silent.

A quarter of an hour later, a two-foot-and-seven-foot talent qi rose and poured into the Chinese Qi Dou of Gai You's chest.

After a while, Gai Youyou walked out of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, glanced at Wushan, didn't say anything, and quietly walked back to the side pavilion and sat down beside Gai Wufeng.

"Miss......"

"Big Sister ......"

Facing the comfort of Gai Lao Wolf and Gai Wufeng, Gai Youyou shook his head gently, and did not show any disappointment and frustration.

In four games, Gai Youyou lost the first game.

As for the other competition, everyone is not optimistic about licking the dog Luo Zhengfeng.

"Let's go!"

Wushan greeted Zhou Qingzhou and Luo Zhengfeng, and under the guidance of a maid in Tsing Yi, walked along the corridor towards the next checkpoint, Xia Yuting.

Walking out of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, all the way, the sun is full, the lake breeze is light, the water waves are floating, and there is a beautiful scenery of the lake.

Wu Shan took out a few drops of the blood of the alien beast and handed it to the little junior sister Zhou Qingzhou.

"Take a drop and recover your spirits, or you won't last long!"

"Well, thank you, Brother Wu!"

Zhou Qingzhou did not shirk, took the jade bottle handed by Wushan, took out a drop and took it.

For Zhou Qingzhou, who does not have the blessing of qi and blood cultivation and luck, his body can withstand the process of transforming his qi into his qi at most once in a short period of time.

As for Wushan and Luo Zhengfeng, these two people are both cultivators of both culture and qi and blood, and they have a large amount of alien beast essence and blood in their bodies, so they don't take this consumption into account at all.