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"How is that possible!"

A doppelganger, a living person, is actually just a doppelganger. And the doppelganger can be so powerful, what about the deity, and who is the deity.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Jiuyang Zhenren shook his head again and again, unable to believe this fact. A doppelganger, no matter how strong it is, has no ego, which means that it should not exist.

If your own master is a non-existent person, then what is yourself?

"I know it's hard to accept this fact, but that's it!" the old man sighed: "That feng shui technique is the means of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it is not something that ordinary people can practice. And I'm a doppelganger of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, a clone!"

"How is this possible!" Jiuyang Zhenren still couldn't accept this reality: "Heaven and Earth Dao, why would he want to be separated?"

"Influenced by the way of love!" said the old man with a cigarette bag: "The way of love is also called the way of heavenly abandonment, which is the kind cultivated by the ruthless heavenly maiden. For the sake of so-called fairness and justice, there can be no feelings, and in this way, it will lead to the incompleteness of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. ”

"Affected by the impact outside the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, it was chaotic for a while. I felt the danger and wanted to go further. The best way to go further is to improve. If it absorbs the way of love, it can go further. ”

"The way of love, the way of abandoning the sky?" Jiuyang Zhenren shook his head: "Then why you, why not Ji Xuefu." ”

The old man with the cigarette pouch said indifferently: "Everything can't be reached in one step, love is something that must be cultivated slowly." For the Avenue of Heaven and Earth, the best way is to use the doppelganger to experience the tribulation, experience the various feelings in the world, and finally merge, so that it can be perfected. ”

"But it's not so easy to perfect, there was a lifetime before me. After his death, the feelings he felt merged into the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. It's not much, but it's enough to have a huge impact, and it puts him in a state of retreat, regardless of foreign affairs. ”

And it was during that time that the fate pattern was out of control, so that the first extreme situation of Pangu appeared. ”

"If Pangu back then was a person who was angry and really reckless about all consequences, then he was truly immortal. Everything was a matter of thought, and in the end Pangu compromised...... But the Avenue of Heaven and Earth fell into chaos again. ”

"The impact outside the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth?" Jiuyang Zhenren suddenly turned around and thought of the previous incident, and was even more surprised.

The old man with the cigarette pouch nodded: "The world, there is more than one world." I don't know what's going on outside, but I do know that the Holy Lord, he's coming from outside. And I'm afraid that he is not the only one who has come over, what are they calculating in this world. ”

"I'm here today to tell you what I know. You have to live well and tell the people who come after you about it. The war is not over. ”

"Master!" Jiuyang Zhenren already felt that something was wrong, and his grief was unbearable.

The old man with the cigarette bag smiled slightly: "Who in the world can not die, you and I have lived too many years longer than mortals, and we have already earned it." In short, remember clearly, other supernatural powers are fine, remember not to use Feng Shui, it is best to forget this exercise. ”

"That's a heavenly method, if you cultivate too well, even if you won't be selected as the next clone, you will inevitably cause trouble. ”

The so-called feng shui gathers the aura of heaven and earth into a game, or attacking, or defending, or cursing, or rich...... The qi of the leylines is used to fight, but in fact it is just a small path, and the real avenue can be said to change fate, and the merit is created.

Chen Weiming thought about this, and realized it for a while, and secretly said that he was fortunate that he hadn't cultivated yet, otherwise he didn't know what the consequences would be.

"Goodbye!"

A soft sigh.

"Master!"

A cry of sorrow.

Jiuyang Zhenren didn't know how to say it, and he didn't know what to say, he was in pain for a long time, so he could only say: "What other unfinished wishes does the master have?"

"There really is one!" The old man with the cigarette bag grinned: "You know about Shura's corpse and beheading, right?"

"Know!" Jiuyang Zhenren nodded: "Cutting through the past and the future, he has become a Shura, a hidden treasure and a saint to kill." ”

"Shura and Jizo have nothing to do with me!" said the old man with a cigarette bag: "After so many years, they should be completely independent three people, if one day, you can see the killing saint, help me convey a word to him." ”

Jiuyang Zhenren was busy and said: "Master, please speak!"

"Hey, tell him!" The old man with the cigarette pouch grinned: "Lao Tzu will never guard the door for him again!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the figure dissipated, and it had disappeared without a trace.

"Master!"

Jiuyang Zhenren let out a sad cry, and the cave shook incessantly.

"Ahh

The little boy on the side also cried loudly, Chen Weiming only reacted at this moment, this little boy is a literary knife nine times out of ten.

He said that in those years, he followed Joyoung real people to the world, was spoiled lawless, his mind was not calm, and he was still a child at the age of 10 million.

"Lao Tzu will never guard the door for him again!"

is a very reckless sentence, with an indescribable open-mindedness and indifference, but it makes Chen Weiming can't help but have a sore nose and tears in the corners of his eyes.

After passing, it is also a reaction, this is not a sad thing at this time, things have already happened, and the most important thing is to wake up the knife.

But how to wake up, Chen Weiming didn't know what to do at all, so he could only use the simplest way to rush towards the literary knife that was shrunk in the corner.

"Writing knife, writing knife!"

With both hands, he grabbed it squarely.

It's done, Chen Weiming is overjoyed, and he is worried that because this is a phantom, he won't be able to reach it at all. It seems that she still underestimated the White Bone Lady, this demon illusion is indeed already transcendent, and it can actually make the phantom become a real feeling.

"Writing knife, writing knife!"

Chen Weiming shook vigorously, wanting to wake up the literary knife, but this illusion was obviously not so easy to solve. Even if he kept shaking, it was useless, and he was stimulated by various things, and at this time he only knew to tremble and cry loudly.

After shaking for a long time, it had no effect, and he was immediately ready to go to Jiuyang Zhenren, his cultivation was stronger, and he might be able to have an accident. But after walking a few steps, I immediately came back to my senses.

This is the memory of Wendao, Jiuyang Zhenren is just a part of the memory, like a paragraph and a symbol, which does not exist at all, how can it be more responsive.

For a while, I was shocked, Mrs. White Bone was too terrible, even if she was obviously the objective identity of a third party, she was unconsciously believing that all this was real.

Brute force shaking can't work, so what should I do and attack directly with the Spirit Rhino Sword?

Chen Weiming was thinking like this, when he suddenly felt that the surrounding environment had changed greatly, the cave had disappeared, and the real person of Jiuyang had also disappeared, and in a blur, he arrived in a mountain range.

There is a road in the middle of the mountains, and many people carry sedan chairs to pass by, which is extremely festive.

From the window of the sedan chair, it can be seen that a woman is sitting inside, lifting the hijab and looking outside.

The woman was extremely beautiful and gentle, who was not the White Bone Lady.