Heavenly Dao Dojo, this place is very similar to the out-of-realm land that Zuo Meng created in the Dream Realm, but it is a little different. The first quasi-person of the Heavenly Dao Dojo is to maintain the Heavenly Dao, and the person who joins the Dao is more regarded as the spokesperson of the manifestation of the Great Dao. However, Zuo Meng was obviously not this kind of Dao Practitioner, he sat in the Dao Palace and modified the rules of the Yuanwu Realm according to his own ideas.

Every time a rule is formulated, it is a far-reaching thing for the Yuanwu Realm that has just transformed from the plane, and these rules will accompany the development of the Yuanwu Realm and become the iron rules of this world step by step.

"The civilization of this Yuanwu Realm is still in a barbaric period, and it has not experienced an era, and it is too backward. ”

The Liuhe Realm, which also belongs to the subordinate world of the Dream Realm, inherited the pattern of Zuo Meng's original world, and now it is the era of the feudal dynasty, and he also set up a god to supervise the operation of the world, which is already a relatively complete world, and the Yuanwu Realm is still too backward in comparison. However, this backwardness is only temporary, the potential of this world is great, and Zuo Meng is ready to work hard.

"In the future, this world will cultivate martial arts. ”

Zuo Meng's index finger pointed at the void and formulated the basic rules of power in this world. Originally belonged to the goddess Xi who was sanctified in this world, Zuo Meng was going to wait for an opportunity to arrange her to the dream world in the future, so that she could become a saint in the dream world, compared to those unreliable chaotic creatures in his own world, Xi's disciple is undoubtedly better, and I don't know if he inherited the essence of his creator' Gou, whether it is the Xuan Turtle or the seven of them who have been sealed, none of them have great selfless dedication, one is better than the other, one is better than the other, and there is no innate god at all.

Xi Shen Palace.

This is the dojo after Xi became sanctified.

"The beginning has changed. ”

Xi walked out of the dojo, as a saint, she could clearly feel the changes in the world, and she also knew that her 'teacher' was making new rules for the world.

"Under this kind of rule, there will be no monks in this world in the future. ”

A trace of worry flashed in Xi's eyes, she was a saint who jumped out of the world and was not affected, but the creatures in her dojo were still in the world, and they would definitely be affected by the rules of this heaven and earth in the future.

"Sir, are you going out?"

The little girl wearing a red belly pocket at the door looked at Xi who came out, and tried to put on a very serious expression, how cute it looked.

This little girl was lit by Xi not long ago, as a saint Xi has the power to ignite sentient beings, Xi Shengong is too deserted, after enlightenment, Xi casually ignited two Taoist children in order to supplement popularity, the little girl and the little boy next to her are Xi Dianhua, probably because they are spiritual bamboo, and the life of Xi is basically grass and trees, the body of the little girl is a small grass, and the body of the little boy is a ginseng.

"Practice hard and strive to become an immortal as soon as possible, from now on, you will not be allowed to go to the lower realm without my permission. ”

Xi returns to the dojo and waits for the world to change.

"Yes. ”

Samwa and Xiaocao didn't know why, but they still obeyed the master's orders.

A thousand years have passed, and the glory is one year old.

After Zuo Meng changed the rules of the world, he didn't go out again, but just sat quietly in the clouds and watched the world live and die. Xi did not appear in the eyes of the world again, during the closed gate of the Xi God Palace, there was no door to the lower realm, slowly, after generations of people died, the sage's theory became a rumor, and the matter of the goddess mending the sky was also regarded as a mythical story, mixed with other myths and no one believed it anymore.

"How can the sky be broken? Even if you make up a story, you have to make it up a reliable point. ”

In the restaurant, the young man in a white shirt took a sip of his wine glass, and after listening to the storyteller's story, he shook his head and said that it was too fake.

"Young man, saints are real, and disrespect to saints is punishable. ”

The storyteller, an old man in his eighties, looked as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind, and the old man was not angry in the face of the young man's questioning, but only reminded him casually.

"I believe in the sword in my hand more than in the ethereal saint. ”

The young man put down the glass in his hand and put his hand on the sword on the table.

"It's been so long, Crane Wusheng, shouldn't you come out too?" After speaking, the young man suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand and swung it at another drinker next to him.

The sword aura flickered, and the crescent-shaped sword light slashed towards the drinker.

At the moment when he was about to be beheaded, the drinker put down the wine jar in his hand and slapped the long knife next to him. The sword was unsheathed, and the killing intent was full of sky, and the sword qi that had not yet slashed into the body was instantly washed into powder by the sword light.

"It's a crane without life!"

"The young master of the Absolute Sword Sect, I heard that he is one of the few innate powerhouses in the world, and he is only half a step away from the grandmaster. ”

The crowd was in an uproar, and this crane Wusheng was like a star in the later era, and he was quickly recognized.

"Are you looking for death?"

He Wusheng withdrew the black knife, and after replying, his eyes fell on the old man in front of the table who was telling the story. Compared to Bai Fei, who had just forced himself to make a move, this storyteller without a name was the most terrifying, because He Wusheng sensed a threat from him, a threat that could kill him. He Wusheng hadn't experienced this feeling for many years, and he hadn't experienced it since he killed his fourth uncle and captured the Absolute Sword Gate.

"Senior Brother Baixiamen, Yujian Bai Fei. ”

After perceiving the identities of the two, the drinkers who were still watching before instantly dispersed, leaving only the two of them and an old storyteller who was still standing in the middle of the venue. Although both of them are jealous of the old storyteller, the enemy can only focus on the opponent for now.

"I have long heard that the young master of the Absolute Sword Sect, Crane Wusheng, is arrogant and boundless, and today I have seen it. ”

After saying that, Bai Fei discarded the scabbard in his hand, and the blade began to tremble, and a trace of sword qi escaped from the blade, and the murderous aura was pervasive.

"Kill my junior sister, this revenge is not shared, today is either you die or I die!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. ”

Sensing Bai Fei's killing intent, Crane Wusheng's face also turned cold. After so many years of wandering the rivers and lakes, there are more people he has killed, and those who want to seek revenge on him do not know themselves, but no one can succeed, but he has stepped on the bones of those people to live until now, and with the help of those people's lives, he has forged the supreme prestige of the young master of the Absolute Sword Gate.

Swords!

The two of them started almost at the same time, as fast as lightning, and in just a split second, the two of them exchanged dozens of rounds. None of the people present could see their moves clearly, and by the time they came to their senses, the two had stopped.

"Good swordsmanship. ”

After Crane Wusheng finished speaking, a trail of blood flowed from his arm, and the blood slid down the back of his hand and dripped to the ground.

"Good sharp knives. ”

Bai Fei spurted out a mouthful of blood, his breath suddenly weakened, and then looked at the sword in his hand, I don't know when only half of it was left, there was a long cut in his chest, and blood oozed out of the wound, instantly staining his clothes red.

"Divine weapons are also a kind of ability. ”

He Wusheng raised the knife in his hand and prepared to lose Bai Fei's life, but Bai Fei, who was seriously injured, struggled twice and still had no strength, and could only watch He Wusheng walk towards him.

It's just that at this time, the air suddenly stagnated, and a voice came from outside the restaurant.

"Senior brother, are you old? When will these cats and dogs be able to be presumptuous in your restaurant? ”

The momentum was like a mountain, and the people in the field couldn't move a bit, and time seemed to be frozen, and only a person's footsteps were heard walking in step by step from the outside.

This is...... Master?!

Whether it was Crane Wusheng or Bai Fei, or even the other people in the restaurant, they all showed shocked expressions.