Chapter 561: Heaven

When he said this, Tu Linhao's eyes were full of mockery.

Immortality, becoming an immortal, for thousands of years, this is an extremely illusory, even impossible thing, thousands of seekers in the world, who really became an immortal?

But at the moment, Yin Huai was extremely serious, he looked at Tu Linhao's eyes, nodded, and said: "If there are really people in this world who can become immortals, then there are only two, one of them is you, and the other is Li Wenshuo." ”

Tu Linhao was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't there a Zhang Yuan predecessor of Wudang Mountain?"

His tone was light, and although he said the word "senior" in his mouth, Yin Huai couldn't hear the slightest sense of awe, and the man in front of him seemed to be contemptuous of everything in this world.

The clouds that obscured the sky suddenly passed.

Silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets chirped everywhere.

The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery.

All the eyes come into contact with is the thing covered with this soft net, no grass or tree, not as realistic as in the daytime, they all have a vague, ethereal color, each of which hides its subtleties, keeps its secrets, and makes people feel like a dream.

Yin Huai was a little uneasy in his heart, he had more uneasiness in the last two years than in the past two hundred years, and only said: "Zhang Yuanzhi is powerful, but his obsession with the Heavenly Dao is too deep, and the deeper he goes, the more he can't break it, and you only cultivate martial arts, but you have a few chances." ”

Speaking of only cultivating force, Yin Huai suddenly thought of Shangguan Yu again, that cold sword, a ruthless sword, seemed to be able to cut everything off.

But Tu Linhao in front of him just sneered, thinking in his heart that for thousands of years, you have studied and studied, and in the end, even becoming an immortal is only about strength, and it is really a vulgar thing, he said: "I think it is because the old Taoist priest will not cooperate with you no matter what." ”

Hearing this, Yin Huai didn't deny it, how could he deny it? Maybe they still have a lot of powerful characters, but only a few people like Zhang Yuanzhi have appeared in a thousand years?

Before they knew it, their strength was stretched. But they're getting closer to success.

"Then why did you choose me? Isn't there another Li Wenshuo?"

Tu Linhao slowly lowered his head, making it impossible to see his eyes.

Yin Huai sneered twice in his heart, thinking that you have already started to deal with Li Wenshuo? Although you look like two completely different people, you are the same in your bones.

Since only one is born to live, and at this time, the most stupid thing to do is to bet on both sides.

He had to help, or simply wait for one of them to win, and he didn't even want anyone to intervene in the middle of the decisive battle between the two, saying, "Because I'm more optimistic about you." ”

"Because I'm more optimistic about you. ”

Tu Linhao repeated these words in his mouth, and his voice was like a dream, but then he laughed, laughing breathlessly, almost crazy. This kind of behavior was incomprehensible and unbearable for Yin Huai, who had been strictly observing the law of etiquette for three hundred years, but at this time he could only frown.

Tu Linhao finally stopped, still with a smile on his face, and said, "Look at me, are you kidding, senior, believe it or not, I will break your neck." ”

Yin Huai snorted coldly in his heart, even if it was a person he agreed with, if he was so ignorant, he wouldn't mind giving the other party a little bit of color. But at this moment, he looked directly into Tu Linhao's eyes, looking at the blue light in his eyes, but he was chilled, and great fear was born in his heart, so that what he thought in his mind and what he kept in his heart was to escape.

That's not the way humans should look.

......

Tu Linhao sat alone on a large blue rock raised on the top of the mountain, and the cries of frogs and crickets sounded from time to time, and his body was covered with a layer of moonlight, covering him like a light veil.

He prefers to be alone in the quiet wilderness with the wind blowing rather than a lively town.

He loved women, beautiful women, gold, silver, and power. In his short life, he had all these things, but he still did not find anything interesting in this world, so that sometimes he had to take the life of others and watch them pass away in order to feel that he was truly alive.

He just sat silently, staring blankly at the lights at the foot of the mountain, without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, and even if there was, it was only a cold light.

For as long as he can remember, he has been a recluse. No one wants to isolate him, it's just that he wants to isolate himself, and he can't play with kids his age because they're too weak.

But he still kept hiding his talent and strength, just to be able to continue to stay in the crowd and absorb the slightest warmth from the huddle, but on that rainy night ten years ago, he was finally liberated.

He is a wolf walking among the flock, whether it is a woman, or wealth, or power, as long as he wants, he almost has it at his fingertips. How can a meat-eating wolf be friends with a cowardly sheep?

Immortality, immortality?

Maybe it's a very interesting thing. Thinking like this, he somehow added a short black knife in his hand, the silver edge glittering in the moonlight.

But if you want to become an immortal, you must survive the catastrophe.

A few years ago, Shangguan Yu had crossed the Heavenly Tribulation in Tianji Mountain in Zhongzhou, and he had seen the thunder with his own eyes, just looking at it made him tremble, and he was far from having the strength to fight against it at that time.

It was also then that he understood that there was something in this world that could make him afraid.

But now, what about the thunder?

He looked at the moon at his hand, which was as delicate as a woman's hand, not at all like he had practiced martial arts, his five fingers spread out, covering the moon, and a lightning bolt suddenly crossed the dark clouds in the distance.

Silver light sliced through his fingertips.

He stood up and jumped off the cliff, he was determined to find Li Wenshuo.

At the same time, Li Wenshuo is also looking for him.

He carried the sword, and walked back along the same path with Lao Huang, walking eight hundred miles, the two finally parted ways, Lao Huang returned to Zhuangzi, but he did not go back as promised.

He raised his head, feeling the change in the breath between heaven and earth.

The storm that was invisible to ordinary people converged and rolled above the nine heavens, and the heaven and earth vitality of the entire world constituted a unique field. Hundreds of miles of lightning pierced the sky, vanished in an instant, but redivided into several paths in another direction.

The unimaginable wind swept high in the sky, sending the clouds of cumulonim rain from one place to thousands of miles away, and the unprovoked torrential rain fell unexpectedly, and the corners of the eyes twitched when it was seen.

Li Wenshuo's face also changed.

The strength of the wind, fortunately, is high in the sky, otherwise, there is no telling how many innocent lives on this earth would have died in vain.

Sky Rush Realm!

It was the first time Li Wenshuo saw someone enter the Tianchong realm, unlike the previous realms, which were quiet, plain and natural, and the whole world seemed to be moved to step into this realm.

There was a dazzling light in the clouds, and countless thunderbolts seemed to be about to fall.

Li Wenshuo suddenly understood, no wonder he found that he had reached a bottleneck these days, the realm of martial arts seemed to have reached perfection, and it was impossible to advance even the slightest.

It turns out that breaking the army realm is already the ultimate in the realm of martial arts.

Tianchong, on the other hand, was completely different, not even anything that martial arts could contain.

That is a realm that violates the heavens and cannot even be tolerated by the heavens!