Xiaoqiu City, far outside the Yin Yue Dynasty!

Fu Yuesheng looked at Wang Wenhao, who had not yet cultivated, and a look of suspicion appeared on his face.

"Isn't the little junior nephew unable to cultivate?" He really couldn't understand Wang Wenhao's operation, and in such a rich spiritual vein, even if it was a pig, it should break through the foundation building realm.

But Wang Wenhao was an accident, not only did the other party not break through, but he didn't even have any cultivation aura on his body, ordinary ...... Ordinary to Fu Yuesheng felt that he was just an ordinary person.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a very sunny smile, Wang Wenhao shook his head slightly and said, "Uncle Shi is wrong, it's not that I can't cultivate, but ...... I'm already cultivating."

"Already cultivating?" Fu Yuesheng looked at Wang Wenhao curiously, not understanding the meaning of this sentence at all, and raised his eyebrows and said, "But I can't sense the existence of your cultivation at all?"

Bowing slightly, Wang Wenhao didn't know how to explain, just stood up silently, his eyes covered with white cloth obviously couldn't see anything, but he was able to accurately avoid some obstacles such as gravel, stone pillars, and round tables.

Fu Yuesheng followed him like this, very curious about what his little nephew wanted to do, when he saw Wang Wenhao walking alone on the platform where the demon beast was entrenched.

"What does Uncle Shi think of the half-step seven-rank silver-scaled snake demon?" The white cloth above Wang Wenhao's eyes was a silver-scaled snake demon entrenched among many demon beasts.

It seemed that he could see the silver-scaled snake demon through the white cloth at this time, this scene made Fu Yuesheng feel very interesting, and thought: "Half-step seven-grade, cultivation is not very strong, but it is a defense...... It's a real headache."

The defense of the Silver Scale Snake Demon is really a headache, as long as it is of the same level, if it is not a special profession, it is absolutely impossible to kill the Silver Scale Snake Demon, and it is even possible to be counter-killed.

It's like saying...... Martial arts system!

This system is known for its defense and recklessness, if you encounter a silver-scaled snake demon of the same level, it must be a life-and-death, bloody battle.

But there is no guarantee that you will win, you can only say that it is five or five open.

Needless to say, the monk system has no chance of winning at all under the same level, after all, martial artists can only achieve five or five.

But the wizard system is different, under the same level, they can directly attack the beast soul of the silver-scaled snake demon, this silent means of killing the soul is the weakness of the silver-scaled snake demon.

As for the immortal cultivators...... This is an open system, and there is no need to count it into it at all, and there is no need to count it into their systems at all.

"What if I told my uncle that I could break through his defense with a sword?" Wang Wenhao still has that gentle and sunny smile on his face, his smile is really warm and healing, but the words he says are a little arrogant......

Fu Yuesheng looked at Wang Wenhao, who didn't have the slightest cultivation, and shook his head indifferently and said, "You don't have cultivation now, how can you break the defense with one sword?"

The wooden sword in his hand was slowly raised, Wang Wenhao still had that gentle smile on his face, and the moment the wooden sword was out of his body, a cool breeze blew around him.

It seemed to emanate from the wooden sword in Wang Wenhao's hand, and as Wang Wenhao pulled out the wooden sword little by little, there seemed to be some strange aura in the wind around him.

It seems to be ...... This wind came from another world, not from the world they were in, the wind blew without warning, and the silver-scaled snake demon also suddenly felt a pain in his forehead, and then a drop of red blood quietly fell.

It hurts......

There was not the slightest pain, just a pain in the center of the eyebrows, and then its tough scales seemed to be cut open by the wind.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yuesheng exclaimed in disbelief, "How can this be!?"

Turning around, Wang Wenhao inserted the wooden sword in his hand back into the scabbard, still with that smile on his face, and explained:

"I don't know how high the level of the exercises my uncle gave me, but what I need to do is to create a world in my own state of mind...... That seems to be the case?"

Wang Wenhao is not very sure, he just came according to the exercises, when he needs to do it, he only needs to let the breath of his world leak into reality, he is not nothing

There is cultivation, but it is creating the world, and creation is cultivation.

"So...... I don't know how my cultivation is defined, I just know that I am very strong now......" Wang Wenhao could only say so much, and then pondered: "Maybe how strong the world I created is, how strong I am......

There are too many uncertainties, Wang Wenhao knows too little, and this paragraph fell on Fu Yuesheng's ears, but it was extremely shocking, he was stunned and said, "Create the world? Not to be defined by the revision?"

How can we not be defined by revision?

Fu Yuesheng thought of Shen Luochen, the guy who directly jumped over the Great Realm and killed people by crossing the enemy, and thought of how Lin Changfeng used the cultivation of the Foundation Building Realm to have nothing to fear in the outer realm.

"Isn't it defined?" Fu Yuesheng looked at Wang Wenhao, he suddenly felt that he understood a lot of things, he seemed to care too much about cultivation, as if he had gradually been defined by cultivation.

"Is that so?"

Standing in place in a daze, Wang Wenhao just looked at Fu Yuesheng, he could sense that Uncle Shi seemed to have understood something and was impacting a special barrier.

As the aura on Fu Yuesheng's body skyrocketed, Wang Wenhao consciously chose to retreat away and not disturb the other party.

But just as he was about to leave, a gentle voice sounded directly on the top of the mountain.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect to meet such a young man with such a Buddha fate in a foreign land today."

Raising his eyebrows and looking towards the top of the mountain, Wang Wenhao heard this voice for the first time, and the wind in his mood told him that this guy standing on the top of the mountain had no malice.

"Who are the seniors?" Wang Wenhao bowed slightly, he knew that the other party was a monk, and he also knew that the other party had no malicious intentions.

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