Even if an inscription on the ground revealed a lot of things, it also made Xue Wusuan understand what the corpse in front of him was.

Haotian, Haotian God, isn't this the legendary boss of the heavenly realm?

As soon as he thought of this, Xue Wusuan couldn't help but guess in his heart how these mythical contents that circulated in the world and were even made into TV series came to be and how they spread.

There are legends about the god of Haotian in the mortal world, and there are also legends about the three-pointed two-edged knife and the seven-trick exquisite tower, these things may not be true, but knowing these names is already very remarkable. How did this come to this day? Or is it who is deliberately deepening the existence of these "celestial beings" in the past and present, so that people will not completely forget them?

Of course, whether there is anything strange in this is not very important at the moment. What matters is what is inside this inscription: the only magic sword.

Since it was a magic sword, Xue Wusuan stared at the sheathed long sword held in the corpse's hand at first glance. If you look closely, you can see that there seems to be a very mysterious truth floating on it. But it didn't exude any brilliance, but seemed to be just an ordinary long sword.

And the clothes worn on the corpse were brilliant, and they didn't seem to be ordinary magic weapons.

Can it be ordinary and simple? Just looking at the name engraved on the ground, the Dharma robe of the dignified Haotian God is definitely the top magic weapon. Don't have any belongings, dare to wrestle with the heavens?

It is said that it is a method that hides the wisdom of the six powerful people who gathered their wisdom to prepare to destroy the way of heaven, although it did not succeed, but it can be imagined that it is a method against the sky. And then there is that kind of clothes, pull it off and nourish it, wouldn't it be another supreme magic weapon?

He didn't move, repeatedly probed the corpse and the secret room, and finally smiled and waved his hand to summon a stand-in. No matter what, this one still has to be done, but the means have to be changed.

Xue Wusuan is now considered to have been tested for a long time, knowing where there is such a good thing in this world? Even if it is logical, there will be no cheap pick-up. What's more, it is to want to pick up the monk's cheapness.

I have seen so many monks, all of them, but they all have one thing in common, that is, the higher the cultivation, the more cunning and fierce they are. Even if it's kind eyebrows and good eyes, even if it's cultivating good thoughts and good fruits, it's all the same. They are all wolves, and there are no sheep, and even if there are, they will be torn apart and swallowed early.

As long as you embark on the path of cultivation, you will not stop fighting for me. If you want to win more and lose less, you have to save your life in order to climb up slowly, and in the end, you can be regarded as an achievement. It is conceivable that if this corpse is really Haotian God, then this person's mind will be immeasurably ruthless.

Look at the blood and other powerful people of the White Snake Transmission Plane, which one is not a black-bellied and bloody person? Can such a person be expected to say that he has given what he has studied for hundreds of millions of years to future generations, just to "take revenge"? Isn't it ridiculous to talk about revenge with the Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao?

Xue Wusuan smiled, he was not an ordinary monk, the cultivation realm was put aside, his identity was a Daoless Yama, and the hole cards in his hand were not comparable to ordinary monks. Now it is up to us to see whether this Emperor Haotian, who was turned into a corpse by the five decays of heaven and man, is really dead to the point of death, or whether the dead are ready to calculate the living.

The powerful person who dares to challenge the way of heaven is not easy to judge by Xue Wuxuan.

The real body disappeared, and the Yama seal on his head also disappeared from his might, but he was more focused on suppressing Xue Wushu's soul. The next step is to see how the stand-in moves.

Reach out, get closer, take the sword.

When the sword arrived, there was nothing unusual, the right hand that the corpse originally placed on the hilt of the sword seemed to have been too long, and it lost the support of the long sword but did not pull it down, and still maintained the previous movement.

Nothing seems to have changed.

"Sonorous!"

A dragon roar exploded, and the long sword in the hand of the handle was pulled out of the sheath violently. There is a scabbard, and there is a dragon moan out of the sheath, but what is attached to the hilt of the sword is not a cold light and bloodthirsty Qingfeng, but a cloud of blur that seems to be real and illusory!

Through the perception and advance of the stand-in, I saw that the entire secret room was filled with countless mystical truths and exquisite insights for a while.

This kind of scene is also the first time Xue Wushu has seen it. It turns out that the truth, perception, and Dharma, these mysterious things can also appear in a visible way. It seems that as long as you stretch out your hand and grab a piece, you can melt into your soul, and then you can understand the subtleties of it.

This feeling seems to come from instinct. Even if there was only a small amount of Xue Wushu's soul involved in his body, this feeling was quickly transformed into a longing, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the nearest piece of mystery.

There is no systematic warning. The stand-in is fine, and the consciousness of Xue Wushu that exists in it is also fine. On the contrary, after the hand of the stand-in grabbed the mystery, a period of enlightenment was inexplicably generated in the life soul of the stand-in, and then it was transmitted to Xue Wushu's soul.

It's really amazing!

In an instant, Xue Wushu was shocked by this touch of enlightenment. Although these are some mystical truths about Wudao, its profundity definitely goes straight to the core. At this point, Xue Wushu thought that even the blood in the White Snake Transmission Plane had definitely not been able to reach this level.

But Xue Wushu is now a demon cultivator, but he doesn't cultivate the Dao, and his usefulness is there, but it is limited.

Is there really a powerful person who is selfless and ready to incite future generations to take revenge on the way of heaven?

I don't believe it!

Xue Wusuan continued to hide himself, shook his head, quickly calmed down, and then commanded the stand-in to start picking and choosing among these vast ocean-like mysteries, and without hesitation, he swallowed it when he chosen, and then passed it on to Xue Wusuan's soul.

My vigilance has always been pinched, and I really don't believe that a powerful person who has been killed all the way up will have this idleness. But the benefits that should be taken have to be taken first.

Compared with those things that have attained enlightenment, Xue Wushu cares more about those things that he has seen and heard, as well as the methods and methods, as well as his experience.

Who rarely goes to break the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao can't control me, so I am so idle that I go to provoke the other party stupidly. This is Xue Wushu's thoughts.

As time passed, these mysteries were integrated into the soul of the stand-in.

I don't know how long it took, the stand-in breathed a long sigh of relief, and then, Xue Wusuan, who was hiding in the distance, was also relieved from the massive knowledge absorption.

This is really a detailed introduction to the powerful man's method of how to destroy the Heavenly Dao, but if you want to refine it, you still need to sort it out slowly, or let the system take over directly.

And now, the strange thing that Xue Wushu expected before did not appear.

"Is it really a wrong guess?" Just as Xue Wushu muttered in his heart, his heart shook violently. Through the connection of the stand-in, he felt a wave of "enlightenment" suddenly emerge from the soul of the stand-in......

(End of chapter)