"Wisdom..."

"Does it work?"

'Wang Qiusheng' groaned for a few seconds and spoke lightly.

One sentence made Wang Qiusheng's soul stunned in place, and he didn't know how to speak.

"As long as I can chop you to death with an axe, no matter how much wisdom you have, what?"

'Wang Qiusheng' asked again.

Wang Qiusheng gradually regained his composure, and just looked at him lightly: "Then can you smash the heavenly court with an axe?" ”

There was only an indifferent look in his eyes that responded to him.

"Maybe you were very strong at your peak, and the height you stood at was even more unimaginable."

"But I know what level my physical body is, and what kind of strength you can exert in my physical body."

"So, please cherish my body, if you squander it like this twice, my physical body will not be able to bear it."

"Now counted, this is also the second time you have been on me, the so-called first life, two times familiar, are all repeat customers, we cooperate with each other sincerely, is it okay?"

Wang Qiusheng looked at his body seriously and slowly spoke.

'Wang Qiusheng' pondered for a few seconds, and finally nodded arrogantly and did not speak.

"In the information I know, Heavenly Court has prepared a total of two means of connection."

"I don't know about the second one, but the first..."

"It's a formation."

"The function of this formation is to continuously absorb the power of the immortals in the mortal world, and to achieve the effect of resonance at the same frequency with the power of the immortals inside the Heavenly Court, and to achieve the effect of accelerating the connection."

"As long as the altar is destroyed, this matter is half the battle."

Wang Qiusheng said while recalling the contents of the ancient books.

Whether it is Lingshan or Heavenly Court, the reason why a series of layouts are so complicated is just to speed up the return and seize the opportunity.

Even if they destroy all the altars and destroy all the arhats, when the time comes, they will still descend again on the mortal realm and complete their rule over the mortal realm.

Whether it is Wang Qiusheng or Zhao Gongdao, what they want to do is just to delay the speed of return.

It stands to reason that if Su Yang hadn't sealed the door at the beginning, but gently pushed it open...

If the court had already returned today, perhaps the new order would have been almost established.

"Lead the way."

'Wang Qiusheng' said lightly.

Wang Qiusheng glanced at his body in a complicated way: "Why is it the same face, you control my body, but you can set me off... It's a little more handsome, and even the temperament is much more noble! At first glance, he is a master. ”

When he said this, his tone was sour, and as he spoke, he drifted into the distance.

The two disappeared one after the other.

I don't know if his luck is good, or if God has to go against his mind.

He searched hard for several days, but he couldn't find a big man who had a grudge against Heavenly Court.

But just as he gave up and was about to find a way to destroy the altar himself, this guy jumped out.

Familiar breaths, familiar sounds...

Wang Qiusheng recognized this person's identity in an instant.

My first love...

No, not first love.

His first time was dedicated to...

I can't remember.

There are too many people who have been on him, and Wang Qiusheng himself can't remember it.

But this man's temper is really too stinky.

Always keep a straight face.

But I have to say that my physical body, exuding the breath of the living, has a cold face, it seems... It's pretty handsome.

……

Dairi Mountain.

This mountain is far away from the hundred cities of the human race, with a radius of hundreds of miles, uninhabited, only an endless desert.

Dressed in a white robe, the golden cicada walked barefoot in the desert, the sun shining above his head, but there was no sweat on his forehead.

Looking at the stone mountain in front of him, which was completely made of boulders, the golden cicada stopped with a smile on his face.

"This mountain..."

"It's still there today."

With a gleam of memory in his eyes, he continued on his way.

Looking closer, this Dairi Mountain is completely made up of broken boulders.

It's just that there seemed to be too many stones back then, and even if they collapsed, they could still build a mountain peak.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, the golden cicada raised her hand and gently stroked it on a stone.

Under the scorching sun, the stones were hot.

But the palm of the golden cicada is still white and delicate.

"Monkeys..."

"I'm sure you're on your way here."

"But as a teacher, you still have to be one step ahead of you after all."

With muttering to himself, the golden cicada slowly closed her eyes, and a soft golden light emanated from her palm.

His white monk's robe was windless, and a phantom of an ancient Buddha suddenly appeared behind him.

But soon, beside the ancient Buddha, a golden cicada was conjured again.

This golden cicada was huge, vibrated its wings, turned into a streamer, rushed into the eyebrows of the ancient Buddha, and constantly devoured the phantom of the ancient Buddha.

In just a few seconds, the ancient Buddha was completely devoured.

The golden cicada, on the other hand, looks a little larger.

It's just that after devouring the phantom of the ancient Buddha, the golden cicada seemed to be eaten, and the excess energy formed a cocoon around his body surface, enveloping it in it.

The cocoon pulsed rhythmically, and its voice was dull, echoing in the void.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Golden veins spread outward from the stone under the golden cicada's palm, and finally completely covered the entire stone mountain.

And at this moment, the golden cicada suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of golden streamers!

The white monk's robe is dancing at this moment!

The golden cocoon behind him suddenly shattered.

A new Buddha statue slowly emerges behind itself.

Only this time, the face of the Buddha statue looks a little strange, it is not the ancient Buddha that already exists, looking at the body shape and appearance, it is more like a golden cicada, put on a robe, and the Buddha statue is revealed.

"Sure enough..."

"Even if it's the tenth reincarnation, is it difficult to get rid of this demon body?"

The golden cicada muttered to herself, and her own aura suddenly soared at this moment: "Da Luo Triple Realm, this Buddha... Here it comes! ”

"Open it for me!"

The golden cicada roared, and the entire stone mountain exuded dazzling golden light, and huge pieces of gravel floated in mid-air out of thin air, and time seemed to have entered a static state at this moment.

The golden cicada withdrew his palms, put his hands behind his back, and took a step forward, stepping on a stone.

"Not this one."

He whispered, and stepped forward again, stepping on another boulder, the one under his feet, silently turning to powder.

The golden cicada walked like this, one stone after another.

These stones are arranged in an orderly manner, like a staircase to the sky, and continue to dissipate as the golden cicada moves forward.

I don't know how long he walked, until he stepped on a boulder, and then stopped.

"I found you..."

The golden cicada muttered to herself, a smile on the corner of her mouth.