"How big is the world, what do you see?

"You don't know, you can only measure the heavens and the earth with your feet, and take in everything with your eyes.

"What is a strong man, a strong man is when one day you stand in the middle of heaven and earth, look at it, all things in heaven and earth are in full view, stretch out your palm for the sky, cover your palm for the earth, then you are the real strong. ”

Zhao Wushuang sat up and reached out to rub his eyebrows.

Is it a dream?

Or is it real?

The voice echoed in his mind for a long time.

A giant beast with a height of 100 feet, an endless river, a heavenly dragon with a body of 10,000 feet, an emperor with a 12-crown crown, a fox with nine tails, a white tiger that can crush a mountain with a single claw, a gold-armored god with a spear, a benevolent Buddha who is born on his back, and the person who carries a golden sword and looks down on the world, but is as small as an ant in front of giants.

He saw that the person who was as small as an ant in front of all the huge creatures slashed out with a sword, and the golden sword qi that was ten thousand zhang long split a big demon in two, and the sword qi tore through the void for a long time.

He saw that the nine-tailed fox, with nine white tails, stretched upward, covering the entire heavenly dome, and he also saw the white tiger that reached the sky, the tiger's mouth opened slightly, and a white pillar of light spit out, and tens of thousands of golden-armored gods disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes were waveless, and he looked indifferently into the distance.

"Is it in Jade Mountain?

Zhao Wushuang struggled to get up, his eyes were firm, and after a few days, he found that he was a little strange, many memories were dissipating, and many strange things were emerging in his mind.

He staggered to his feet and walked in the direction of Jade Mountain with weak steps.

"Your Majesty!"

Wang Yun, the living man at the door, bowed down.

"Where is Your Majesty going?"

"I'm going out for a walk!" Although he is already the emperor, Zhao Wushuang still doesn't like to use the word "I", not why, just don't want to.

"This ......" Wang Yun was a little embarrassed, "Your Majesty's dragon body is not safe, Weichen will accompany Your Majesty to go!"

Zhao Wushuang shook his head, "It's okay, this is an order, you just stay here by yourself, I'll go back when I go!"

Wang Yun's face was embarrassed, and he didn't dare to disobey the order when he saw that Zhao Wushuang insisted on doing so.

"Wechen obeys!"

Walking to the foot of the Jade Mountain, Zhao Wushuang was panting and half-squatting on the ground.

He laughed to himself, "This body is really full of holes. ”

Looking at the 10,000-zhang high Jade Mountain, he forced a breath and began to climb, because there was no Panlong Tree, the ban on the Jade Mountain had already been lifted, and the Jade Mountain was empty and gray at this time.

Looking up from the bottom, you can't see where the top of the mountain is, and the fairy aura is swirling.

"The position of the Coiling Dragon Tree should have changed under the great change!" Zhao Wushuang muttered.

The moment one foot stepped into the Jade Mountain, Zhao Wushuang's momentum changed violently, and his bent body was much taller.

He shook it gently, and there seemed to be some strength in his body.

Step on!

Zhao Wushuang rushed towards the mountain on tiptoe, although the speed was less than one-tenth of the peak, but it was barely okay.

There was always a guide in his heart, like something was calling him.

"Let me see what it is!"

Zhao Wushuang climbed the mountain very happily, the palace was a scene of chickens and dogs, Mo Linglong's phoenix eyes in front of the Heart Cultivation Hall glared angrily, and a large number of forbidden troops behind him stood with guns, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

"Bastard, knowing that Your Majesty is injured, you dare to let Your Majesty go out of the palace alone?"

Wang Yun was prostrate on the ground, unable to speak of his suffering.

Mo Linglong asked, "Can you see where Your Majesty is going?"

At this time, as the commander of the Praetorian Guard, Youbi Hanqing stepped forward and said softly: "There is a report from a subordinate that His Majesty has gone to Yushan. ”

"Uncle Yushan, Uncle Hanqing, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go over and take a look. ”

Han Qing nodded, "Go ahead!"

"Whew!"

Zhao Wushuang gasped, this jade mountain was really too high, he almost lay on the mountainside just now, if it wasn't for the help of a fresh breeze, he would probably still be tossing halfway up the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the wind tore and roared like a knife.

Looking up, there was no grass or trees, only a white expanse.

Zhao Wushuang slowly got up, his eyes closed, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and walked away.

As he walked, a river appeared in front of him, not so much a river as a sea, and Zhao Wushuang couldn't see the edge when he stared at it.

Just as he was worrying about how to get over, the river began to boil, and the water level continued to rise, Zhao Wushuang took two steps back and squinted his eyes.

I saw that a bridge appeared on the river, and the bridge had no bridge, as if it was floating in mid-air, but if you looked closely, there were white bones on the bridge, and from time to time there were white bones falling off and falling into the river.

"The Bone Bridge?" Zhao Wushuang was a little shocked, where did he seem to have seen this scene?

Zhao Wushuang's body began to walk towards the bridge involuntarily, and when he walked on the bridge, Zhao Wushuang woke up violently, "How did you get up?"

He stretched out his head to look under the bridge, and a big white hand suddenly stretched out, the big hand was bigger than Zhao Wushuang's body, and his fingernails alone were like a long sword.

Looking at the big hand coming, Zhao Wushuang didn't move, I don't know why, he was very calm, and there was no trace of fluctuation in his eyes.

When the big hand approached Zhao Wushuang's palm, a golden sword light rushed from Zhao Wushuang's body.

The golden sword light was like the great sun above the nine heavens, and in just an instant, the big hand disappeared and turned into ashes.

Zhao Wushuang continued to walk forward, there was no end in sight, he just walked aimlessly, very slowly, very leisurely.

After walking for about a stick of incense, on the bridge deck directly in front of him, a cloud of water quickly condensed and changed, and finally the water mass turned into a young man holding a black sword, and strangely, the young man's face was exactly the same as Zhao Wushuang's.

Zhao Wushuang was a little stunned, "Me?"

The other "Zhao Wushuang" held a black sword and smiled faintly.

"I am you!"

Zhao Wushuang shook his head slightly, "You're not me, I'm just me!"

After the "Zhao Wushuang" long sword was lost, a hand stretched out.

"Please!"

Zhao Wushuang habitually drew his sword, but he was stunned, he shook his head and smiled, and his fists clenched into a fist fight.

At this moment, in the Heart Cultivation Palace, the ink lin hanging on the bi was instantly unsheathed, turning into a black streamer and pulling out a long black line in the air and soaring into the sky.

All the people in the city raised their heads at the same time, and the black line in the sky did not dissipate, as if the sky had been ploughed open.

Mo Linglong, who was about to climb the mountain, raised her head violently, looking at the black line in the sky, her eyes lit up.

"Mo Lin?"

Bang!

The rocks under his feet shattered, and Mo Linglong broke through the air like an arrow.

Zhao Wushuang, who was swinging his fist and preparing to attack, suddenly dispersed the boxing fight, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his face was full of smiles.

Mo Lin rose into the sky, turning into a galloping unicorn from top to bottom, approaching "Zhao Wushuang." ”

"Zhao Wushuang" nodded, and the black sword in his hand flashed, flying out, and the same ink qilin roared out of the sword.

The two ink unicorns in the sky fought together.

Zhao Wushuang clenched his fists again, he didn't use his true qi, and he couldn't use it, because the muscles and veins in his body were broken, and it was already very good to be alive.

Fortunately, the body is still solid.

One step out, rush the fist, fist into the sword palm stab, the "sword punch" edge is concentrated on the palm tip.

"Zhao Wushuang" smiled faintly, "Sword punching?

The fist turned into a palm, the same punch, the two forces collided together, Zhao Wushuang took a step back, and the other "Zhao Wushuang" also took a step back.

"It's useless, I'm you, I know everything you know, I know everything you know!" Zhao Wushuang smiled calmly.

Shaking his hand, Zhao Wushuang didn't say a word, stretched out his hand again, put his fingers together to form a sword finger, and stepped out of the sword finger in front of him, without any fluctuation of true qi, unremarkable, just like a naughty child in the field learning to stab a sword from the swordsman in the book.

But it was such an ordinary sword, but "Zhao Wushuang" was stunned, his eyes were like the sun rising, and he lowered his hands and let Zhao Wushuang stab him in the heart.

"You won!" Zhao Wushuang smiled faintly, and his body turned into water and flowed into the river.

Above the sky, an ink unicorn shattered with a "bang" and fell into the river.

The Mo Lin sword fell straight down and fell into Zhao Wushuang's hand, Zhao Wushuang stroked the sword body and muttered, "Thank you, old man!"

Zhao Wushuang held the sword and did not move, the river below began to boil, and the white bone bridge slowly fell, but he still did not move, waiting quietly.

When his foot touched the river, the scene changed, and his toe hit the ground like a white cloud.

When he looked up, he saw a statue, a statue that reached the sky, with his head on the sky and his feet on the ground, as if the heavens and the earth were under his control.

Zao Woushuang stood at his feet like dust.

Suddenly, the statue came to life, stretched out a finger and landed in front of Zhao Wushuang, looking at the fingers in front of him like a hill, Zhao Wushuang's legs bent slightly, bounced up violently, and landed firmly on his fingers.

The huge fingers began to rise until they were level with the face of the statue, but Zao Wushuang couldn't see the statue's face clearly, because it was so big, so big that he could only be sure that the side in front of him was an eye, and just one eye could obscure the entire vision in front of him.

A golden light appeared at Zhao Wushuang's feet, and with a flash of golden light, Zhao Wushuang entered the statue's eyeballs.

The golden light dissipated, and Zhao Wushuang appeared in a large hall, the main hall was very large and empty, only above that hall, there was a golden throne.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes began to change, vicissitudes, eyes, and finally the ancient well without waves.

He lifted his feet and walked up step by step, walking to the throne and standing still.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Wushuang turned around and sat down, dragging his cheeks with one hand and the sword in front of him, looking into the distance with his eyes in the sky.

In an instant, the entire hall shook and began to collapse, Zhao Wushuang was indifferent, and his eyes that seemed to see through the world slowly closed.

The statue outside began to shrink, shrinking rapidly, until finally there was only a golden throne and the man with the pillar sword on the throne in the vast heaven and earth.