When the ancestor surnamed Song heard Liu Mang's reminder, his heart sank, and he secretly said that he Meng Lang, if the other party really has a complete sword intent in the sea of knowledge, then with his own cultivation, he will rashly break in, I am afraid that he will suffer a big loss, not to mention that he wants to find an opportunity to break through with the help of sword intent, I am afraid that his old life will be explained.

He has been staying in the Yuan Infant period for many years, Shou Yuan is about to end, and if he wants to break through the Yuan Infant and enter the gods, this is no longer any exercise that can play a role, he needs to understand the way of heaven and comprehend a kind of artistic conception that belongs to him, this is the only way, there are two ways to comprehend the artistic conception of the general, one is to comprehend the way of heaven with his own efforts, and the other is to comprehend and imitate the artistic conception of others.

After the ancestor surnamed Song heard that Liu Mang had sword intent, he immediately thought of the second method in his heart, so he lost his temper.

"Liu Daoyou is right, I need to prepare. ”

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the main hall in an instant, and it didn't take long for him to return here, at this time he was holding a golden lotus the size of a fist in his hand.

"Let Daoyou wait for a long time, this magic weapon is a treasure left by the first ancestor of my God of War Temple, it can play a role in protecting the divine sense, let's start." The ancestor surnamed Song said and threw the lotus in his hand, and the lotus floated on his head, slowly rotated, and then became larger, and a trace of light hung down from above, protecting the ancestor surnamed Song inside.

"Liu Daoyou, please empty your mind and don't resist, I'm here. Liu Mang's ears sounded the voice of the ancestor surnamed Song.

After a while, Liu Mang felt a divine power enter his body, and then rushed towards the sea of consciousness.

When that divine sense was about to approach the edge of the sea of knowledge, a golden translucent small sword that had been quietly waiting in the sun of the sea of knowledge suddenly burst out with a strong sword light, Liu Mang immediately felt that the sword yuan power in his body was surging sharply, and the uncertain sword light on the small sword pointed in the direction where the ancestor surnamed Song came, as if he was ready to give him a fatal blow when he came in.

Feeling the abnormality in his body, Liu Mang hurriedly used his divine sense to appease the little sword, if it was really beheaded by the divine consciousness of the ancestor surnamed Song, the other five people in the War God Temple would not find themselves to fight hard!

It's a pity that the sword intent is now very arrogant, and he ignores Liu Mang, the master, so the ancestor surnamed Song is tragic, and as soon as he came into contact with the edge of the sea of knowledge, he was overwhelmed by a golden sword qi.

In the main hall, the golden lotus suspended on the head of the ancestor surnamed Song suddenly shone generously, and then with a click, it broke into two pieces from the middle, and began to spontaneously combust, "Poof-" The ancestor surnamed Song spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was terrifyingly pale.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

"How are you, senior brother?"

"Master!"

Zhou Jin looked at the precious magic weapon that fell on the ground and was burned into a puddle of liquid, his face was cloudy, and he looked at Liu Mang with deep jealousy, this person's strength was far beyond his imagination!

"Ahem, haha, I'm fine, as long as I cultivate for a while, I can recover. ”

The ancestor surnamed Song waved his hand, his eyes showed a hint of excitement, although his consciousness was damaged, but it was not for nothing, he now urgently needed to go back to retreat and feel what he had gained this time.

"Liu Daoyou, I already know the problem on your body, the main reason is that sword intent, you should know that this kind of thing can't be controlled at all with your current cultivation, so the spiritual power in your body is very easy to be affected by it to a certain extent, we can't solve this problem at present, but you don't have to worry too much, when you break through the Yuan Infant Stage, it will naturally disappear.

The second reason is that your cultivation is growing too fast, so you can't adapt to this kind of power for a while, so you'd better stop cultivating and then train your control over your spiritual power.

The third reason is that your Dao heart is unstable, which is why your emotions will fluctuate so much, I suggest that you go to our War God Temple's Thousand Illusions Array for a period of time, so that you can hone your Dao heart, and it will also be good for you to comprehend the Heavenly Dao in the future, cough cough, that's it, if you have any questions, just ask my five junior brothers and sisters, let them help you solve it, I will be out of company first. ”

The ancestor surnamed Song was quickly taken out of the hall by his disciples, and among the remaining five, Zhou Jin looked at Liu Mang and snorted coldly, and left directly, obviously not wanting to deal with him.

The remaining four people glanced at each other, and finally Feng Luan stood up and said, "I haven't had anything to do recently, so I'll arrange Liu Daoyou's affairs." ”

"No!" As soon as Feng Luan's words fell, one of the middle-aged scribes who looked up at the roof hurriedly said, "Senior sister, let me come." ”

"Aren't you going to Luohemen for an appointment?" Feng Luan looked at the middle-aged scribe coldly, and snorted.

"Even if I go to the appointment, isn't there still Senior Brother Lu?" the middle-aged scribe glanced at Feng Luan lovingly and said.

"Huh. Another man let out a chuckle, got up from his seat, and walked out, only to see that this man was six feet and three inches long, with a high river and a sea mouth.

"Eh, Senior Brother Lu, don't leave yet, I-"

"Okay, Yang Sen, I haven't forgiven you for Hong'er's matter, you'd better not interfere in my matter. Feng Luan glanced at Yang Sen coldly, and then walked towards Liu Mang, "Liu Daoyou, I'll arrange a place for you to live first." ”

"Don't worry about the accommodation, let's go directly to the formation, my problem will be solved as soon as possible, and I can go to the Divine Dao as soon as possible." ”

"It's okay, you come with me. ”

Looking at the back of the two leaving, Yang Sen shook his head helplessly.

Soon, Liu Mang came to the platform when he entered again, the delicate body of the ancestor of Feng Luan beside him twisted, and the whole person floated above the platform like a cloud, Liu Mang looked up, and immediately saw the two long legs hidden in the skirt of the other party, and an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, the female cultivator of this world is floating in the sky in a skirt all day long, isn't she afraid of going away?

Just thinking about it, the formation on the platform had been activated, and wisps of mist filled the air, Liu Mang shook his head, threw out the messy thoughts in his mind, hid his cultivation to the early stage of the knot, and then walked in.

Half an hour later, the formation was opened, Liu Mang looked ahead blankly, and it took a while to come to his senses, a wry smile appeared on his face, he didn't expect that his dignified Yuanying Cultivator would not be able to connect to the early stage of the Dan Phantom Formation.

"Come again!"

He gritted his teeth and asked Feng Luan to activate the formation again.

There is no time for cultivation, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Somewhere in the Temple of the God of War, inside a platform filled with thick fog, a man in black clothes and red hair suddenly stepped out from inside, this person was Liu Mang, compared with three years ago, there have been some indescribable changes in his body, especially his pair of eyes, with a vicissitudes of years of precipitation, as if he can see through everything in the world.