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Seventeen days ago, on the third day of the third month of March. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the vast meadow in front of the Acanon, tens of thousands of people have gathered. Believers from different tribes from all corners of the world changed into snow-white robes, and from a distance they looked like sheep covering the earth.

Usually, these tens of thousands of white-robed believers gathered together, and they were not noisy at all. They would tie up their mounts, kneel quietly on the grass, and worship the Temple of Acanon. Quietly waiting for the miracle to appear.

But today, tens of thousands of white-robed believers gathered together, all looking worried, discussing:

"Last year, because of the killing of the gods, the miracles were not visible. In the end, although the divine light took away the killing god, the miracle did not appear in the end. I wonder if miracles will be revealed again this year to bless all beings. ”

"It's hard to say, don't you see that everyone is worried, they can only wait and see. ”

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a noise. Last year, the bald man shouted again in a loud voice: "Sincerity is spirituality! Everyone must be quiet and pray for blessings." Otherwise, if you anger the gods, you will not see miracles again. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" When the believers heard this, they quickly shut up, knelt on the ground, and prayed sincerely.

Ou Chuyang didn't care about it, and walked straight to the gate of the temple, staring at the mysterious pattern. The pattern was still the same, with a hollow five-pointed star carved into a circle of lines.

The center of the pentagram is a Tai Chi yin and yang fish pattern, but the eyes of the yin and yang fish are not two dots of yin and yang, but symbols. One symbol resembles a lightning bolt, the other a whirlpool.

"Hey, whoever is not allowed to go near the temple and blaspheme. ”

"If you anger the gods and stop showing miracles, can you afford it?"

The crowd below shouted and reprimanded one after another.

Ou Chuyang stared intently at the mysterious pattern, ignoring the shouts behind him.

"Why does that man's back look so familiar?"

"yes, I think this scene seems to have happened before......"

He ...... He's the God of Killing! The God of Killing who was taken away by the Divine Light last year! He ...... He's back!"

"Ahh......h It's over! it's all over......"

The believers were shocked and inexplicable, and they were in chaos.

The bald man rushed forward, raised his arms and shouted, "Don't panic, don't be afraid! We have the protection of the gods, don't be afraid of the killing god, quickly arrest him!"

"Yes, catch the killing god, don't let him blaspheme!"

The believers swarmed forward and rushed towards Ou Chuyang.

Ou Chuyang was unaware, staring intently at the mysterious pattern. The pattern seemed to be growing bigger and bigger with Ou Chuyang's heartbeat. From a square circle of feet to a square circle of one zhang, and then, ten zhang ...... Baizhang ...... Thousand Zhang...... Wanzhang ...... Billions of feet, boundless, enveloping the whole world......

Ou Chuyang only felt as if he was in the void, and he couldn't feel any other existence, except for the mysterious pattern that was wider than heaven and earth......

The vast and mysterious pattern seems to be spreading a vast and boundless mystical message to the four extremes and eight desolations, and any point is more profound and complex than the civilization of the entire world......

Ou Chuyang gradually lost himself in this time and space that seemed tangible and intangible, sound and silent, real and ethereal......

"I caught him!" One of the believers who rushed to the front pounced on Ou Chuyang with his hands already touching his shoulders.

But, in the end, he pounced.

Ou Chuyang suddenly turned into a golden light and shot into the mysterious pattern.

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The same material, the same shape, the same simple and desolate......

Ou Chuyang entered the mysterious hall again, "It seems that it really opens once a year." The Acanon is opened on the third day of March every year. ”

It was still the familiar round altar, and in the middle of the altar was still the familiar metal square platform, and the square platform was still empty.

Although Ou Chuyang was not surprised, he was still a little disappointed. Along the way, he also fantasized about whether there would be any fragments of the Tai'a Remnant Sword in the temple again?

And then, it didn't show up.

"It seems that there is only a part of the Tai'a Remnant Sword in every mysterious hall, and after taking it, there will be no more. Ou Chuyang packed up his thoughts and prepared to start cultivating.

This time he came in to verify two things.

First, the law of the opening of the temple. He had already got the answer.

Second, last time he had a question, this empty mysterious hall didn't seem to be as simple as displaying the Tai'a Remnant Sword, and the speed of time passing inside seemed to be different from the outside world.

If the flow of time in the Mystic Hall is slower than that of the outside world, wouldn't it be cool to retreat and cultivate in the Mystic Hall?

On the one hand, Ou Chuyang wanted to figure out the doubts in his heart, and on the other hand, he was also cornered by the assessment qualifications, so he had to come to the Temple of Arcanon to gamble.

Whether you win or lose, wait until you are upgraded to the sword master Xiaocheng, and then go out to count the days.

Ou Chuyang took out 40,000 red crystals and built four high walls around the square platform, surrounding himself in the middle. Then jump off the platform and sit cross-legged on your knees and officially start the retreat.

If you don't break through the sword master Xiaocheng, you will never get out.

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"Which little rabbit-cub-son said I wouldn't come back?" Ou Chuyang appeared in front of everyone with a faint smile. At this time, only the last ray of sunlight was still shining on the top of the Qingyun Pavilion.

"You...... Do you even dare to come back?" Park Jung-chang's pupils dilated sharply, almost filling his mung bean-like eyes, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break in!"

After Pu Zhengchang finished speaking, he rushed to Meng Pingsheng and shouted: "Mr. Meng, Ou Chuyang is here, he has not reached the realm of sword master Xiaocheng, he cannot obtain the assessment qualification, and he will be expelled from the academy immediately." ”

Everyone looked at Meng Pingsheng together, waiting for his final verdict.

Ou Chuyang appeared in time, although a 10,000-pound boulder in Gongsun Yan's heart fell to the ground, but at this moment, he hung his little liver to his throat.

Meng Pingsheng glanced at Ou Chuyang carefully, and the look of surprise in his eyes flashed, "Ou Chuyang, cultivation is realm: Sword Master Xiaocheng, you can participate in the year-end assessment." ”

"What!"

"This ...... It can't be!"

"Did he really break through to the point of becoming a sword master?"

"In three months, from the beginning of the sword master to the sword master, it took one year to become a sword master, and he was promoted two levels in a row...... That's!"

"I'm going crazy!"

"It's not that you're crazy, it's that the world is crazy......"

Park Zhengchang was stunned in front of Meng Pingsheng, staring directly at Meng Pingsheng's mouth, as if he had been hooked by a ghost, and he forgot to breathe.

Yang Manrou hurriedly asked, "Mr. Meng, although I know that you will definitely not be mistaken, but ...... But it's just too appalling...... Would you like to take another look?"

Meng Pingsheng was extremely unhappy with the students' doubts. But he also couldn't believe it, so he concentrated on it again and examined Ou Chuyang carefully.

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