Tang Wuming still won the bet after all, if it weren't for this, on the watershed between the sixth and seventh levels, he didn't know how much time he would have to wait to break through, and now that he had entered the seventh realm of the mortal realm, Tang Wuming not only comprehended the mysteries of the Ten Thousand Truths and Nine Swords in the Ten Thousand Truths Sword Technique, but also could start cultivating the soul.

As long as he awakens his soul through soul cultivation, he can enter the Black Lawson Prison to practice, Tang Wuming believes that with his demonic talent, it will not take a few years in the Black Lawson Prison to cultivate by leaps and bounds, and then he will set foot on the highest mountain in Luoling, kill the Lord of the Heavenly Guard, and avenge his grandfather.

Thinking of this, Tang Wuming's face showed unprecedented firmness, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint arc.

"No life, you broke through, great, you broke through. ”

The old man Utu seemed to be even more excited than Tang Wuming, he was still afraid that Tang Wuming would be depressed all the time because of Moron's affairs, but at this time, it seemed that all his worries were in vain, was Tang Wuming the kind of person who was willing to fall?

The answer is definitely no, not only is he not the kind of person who is willing to fall, on the contrary, he can adjust himself well, turn grief and anger into strength, and make rapid progress on the road of cultivating immortals in one fell swoop.

"Grandpa Utu. Tang Wuming walked out of the cage with the sword box on his back.

"The next time you do such a dangerous thing, remember to inform me first, I'm old, and my heart can't stand it. ”

"Yes. Tang Wuming nodded, there was a trace of guilt, he was too anxious, the danger just now made him feel palpitations at this time.

"Grandpa Utu, now that I am the seventh level of cultivation in the mortal realm, can I start cultivating my soul?"

The reason why Tang Wuming was in such a hurry was to be able to cultivate his soul earlier and learn the soul recognition technique, so that he could enter the Black Lawson Prison to practice, and not worry about the charm of the demon, but now that his strength arrived, he would not stop.

"Yes, you can. The old man Utu nodded and said, "My quicksand tribe soul cultivator, the strongest is none other than your Grandpa Baimei, plus eight years ago he had a great opportunity in the area of the barren mound, and eight years of penance has made his soul cultivation reach the peak of soul awakening, but in recent years, Grandpa Baimei's personality has become more and more weird, and he is afraid?"

"I'm afraid that Grandpa Baimei is unwilling to teach me. "Indeed, since Bai Mei came back from the barren mound area a hundred years ago, he moved out of the quicksand tribe alone, lived on a nearby barren mountain, and no longer asked about the affairs of the quicksand tribe, and now his temperament has changed greatly, as if he has changed a person, if Tang Wuming wants to go to him to cultivate his soul, the other party will not necessarily agree.

Utu saw through Tang Wumei's thoughts, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, if your Baimei grandfather doesn't teach you, I will teach you personally, although my soul attainment is not as strong as your Baimei grandfather, but the basic soul recognition technique is still no problem." ”

"Yes. Hearing the old man Utu say this, Tang Wusheng's hanging heart finally let go, and the two walked out of the cage talking and laughing all the way, and a group of little children surrounded outside, playing and laughing vigorously behind Tang Wuming's buttocks.

Just as the children were happily jumping up and down, the air around them suddenly froze, causing everyone's laughter to stop abruptly.

Because, they suddenly saw a person carrying an iron sword silently walking towards this side.

He came back, and he came back after spending half a month in the ancestral hall of the Quicksand Ancestor.

It was a person they were very afraid of, and it was also a person who looked exactly like Tang Wuming, and even the sword he was carrying was made from the same sword furnace - Tang Wuji.

It turned out that this person was the other child mentioned earlier, on the bank of the Luo River ten years ago, the old man Mo Long and Bai Mei picked it up, a child who was exactly the same as Tang Wuming, Tang Wuji.

At that time, Tang Wuer also had amnesia, and there was no token engraved with his name on his body, seeing that the two looked so similar, he speculated that they were twin brothers, maybe there was a change in the family, so they would be exiled to the Luoling area, in order to distinguish it in the future, the old man Molong gave another child a name according to Tang Wuming's name, Tang Wuer, which means Tang Wusheng's younger brother.

However, what happened after that was by no means as simple as the old man Moron had speculated at the beginning, even if they were twin brothers with a striking resemblance, there must be some subtle differences, and after a long time, familiar people will definitely recognize who they are.

And these two people, not only do they look exactly the same since they were young, but even a birthmark and scar on their bodies are carved out like a mold, and now if it weren't for the different dresses of the two wearers, even the Utu patriarch and the old man Molong, who watched them grow up, would never be able to tell who is who.

What's even more terrifying is that the cultivation of the two is almost identical, Tang Wuming has been cultivating very hard since he was a child, and with his talent and demons, his cultivation has been improving by leaps and bounds.

And that Tang Wuer, almost never seen him cultivate, has always been a fixed three-point style, wandering back and forth in the three places of the quicksand tribe, the bank of the Luo River, and the ancestral hall of the quicksand ancestor, rain or shine for ten years, no one knows what he wants to do, even so, the cultivation has always advanced with Tang Wuming, not more than him, not weaker than him, almost exactly the same.

He can be so strong without learning and unskilled, he is even more demonic than Tang Wuming.

Now both of them are thirteen years old, and they have grown into two burly teenagers, with the same appearance, facial features and even cultivation, the only difference is - personality and temperament.

Tang Wuming has a gentle personality, treats people humbly, and gets along with the people of the quicksand tribe and even the surrounding tribes are extremely harmonious, although he has different talents, he does not bully people again, and some people come to challenge him, and everyone has a very good impression of him.

In the past ten years, no one has seen him say a word, even the old man Moron and Tang Wusheng ignore him, in addition to eating and sleeping in the quicksand tribe every day, he goes to the ancestral hall of the quicksand ancestor on the bank of the Luo River in a daze, and sometimes stays in the ancestral hall of the quicksand ancestor for several days, and this time, Tang Wuer has been in the ancestral hall for nearly half a month.

He never communicates with people, and this person's methods are very ruthless, once a young man mistakenly recognized him as Tang Wusheng, and tried with him, and was directly seriously injured by him, if it wasn't for the old man Molong who arrived in time, maybe the young man would have died in Huangquan.

Since then, almost all the tribal boys in this area are afraid of this Tang Wuji, and they are extremely afraid, and whenever they see him, they will hide far away.

Tang Wuji was still as usual, even if the sky fell, he would not pay attention to it, he walked through the crowd without paying attention to it, and walked in the direction of home.

"Wuji, why did it take so long for you to come back this time, do you know what happened? ”

Tang Wuji chased after him, he wanted to tell Tang Wuji about the old man Molong being killed by the lord of the Heavenly Castle Guard, and then let Tang Wuji take revenge on him together, in his opinion, although Tang Wuer was cold, he was by no means ruthless and unrighteous.

Tang Wuji did not stop, but continued to walk forward, he did not speak or greet anyone, including the old man Utu and Tang Wuji.

"Grandpa died, because of the phoenix blood in our body. ”

Tang Wuxing's tone became a little choked, he originally thought that Tang Wuer would stop and listen to him, and then like Tang Wuxing's reaction three days ago, he vowed to avenge his grandfather, but Tang Wusheng was wrong, very wrong, this seemed to Tang Wuxing to be a matter of the sky falling, but it couldn't stir up the slightest wave in Tang Wuji's heart.

He was only momentarily stunned, yes, just stunned for a moment, and then took another step and continued to walk forward with a blank face.

Hard-hearted, cold as frost, perhaps these words can't describe Tang Wuji, his indifference, his indifference, even to the point of madness.

Anger rose from the bottom of Tang Wuming's heart, from childhood to adulthood, although his twin brother was extremely cold and arrogant, Tang Wuming always thought that he still had feelings, but at this time, Tang Wuji's reaction attitude made Tang Wusheng completely cold, he really didn't even have any feelings.

"Grandpa is dead, you know? In order to save our lives, he was stripped of his pure yang bones. ”

Tang Wuming waved his fist, his fingertips actually had spiritual power to move, he was really angry, he was reluctant to teach his younger brother a lesson since he was a child, and this time, he couldn't bear it; ”

"Brute"

The fist broke through the air, and the power of the sevenfold fetal realm could not be underestimated, the old man Utu's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly rushed up to stop Tang Wuji, but everything seemed to be a little late, because Tang Wusheng's fist had already blasted into Tang Wuji's chest.

There was a loud "boom", as if there was a thunder in the clear sky, and the next scene shocked everyone present, including Tang Wusheng, who was completely stunned.

Tang Wusheng's punch, originally everyone thought that it would blast Tang Wuer away, after all, their realm was one weight worse, and the sixth and seventh were still a watershed, and their strength was naturally very different.

However, the result was that Tang Wuer was not blown away, but forcibly took Tang Wuji's punch, and the two of them each took three steps back, Tang Wuer immediately turned around and continued to step away.

"Spiritual power. Tang Wuming was stunned in place: "There is also spiritual power flowing between his fists, and unexpectedly, he has actually broken through to the seventh level of the mortal realm." ”

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