"Regularity, but I don't believe it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Tang Sanfu, who triggered the taboo, gritted his teeth, and the big slash in his hand had no intention of stopping.

"I don't believe it. ”

Even if he was already embarrassed, the King of the Nine Rings could still laugh out loud proudly at this time, "What can you do if you don't believe it? Everything in the world has its own laws, and the path of cultivation also has the laws of cultivation. You, a monk who has practiced the Qi rank, will not be able to cut off my body made of Qi no matter what, this is the law, the law of cultivation. ”

"There are rules, and there will naturally be broken rules. ”

Tang Sanfu, who held the big slash tightly, stimulated all the true qi in his body, and the true qi flowed backwards, spreading all over his body, and then shouted with his "ah".

The hair on his head and the pores of his whole body stood on end.

"Even if you use all your strength, what's the use of this?" the King of the Nine Rings still remained disdainful, "The established law is also the established fate, fate is a law that cannot be broken, and the fate of cultivation is so simple. A monk who is at the Qi level cannot destroy the body formed by the Gang Qi, and this is the fate of the Dao. ”

As soon as it finished speaking, the stone knife slash in Tang Sanfu's hand had already advanced an inch, that was to say, the slash had already been embedded in that body by an inch away.

No...... No way?

The King of the Nine Rings was slightly surprised, but he didn't believe that Tang Sanfu could destroy his own body.

According to the laws of the Path, the Qi Rank cannot destroy the body of the Gang Qi, because the Gang Qi is the beginning of the void and the reality

And then...... One Foot ......

The King of the Nine Rings gritted his teeth, his face changed slightly, but he still didn't believe it.

Because since ancient times, the law of monasticism is a golden jade that cannot be disobeyed. Even the most talented people have never heard of anyone who can disobey the law.

And then...... One meter ......

The King of the Nine Rings trembled in his heart, slightly skeptical, but more still convinced.

The law of monasticism is not ......

With a final "click", the body of Gangqi was cut off, the law was broken, and the life of the King of the Nine Rings came to an end.

"And I'm the one who breaks the rules. At this time, I heard Tang Sanfu say lightly.

The body of the qi was cut down to the ground beside it, and then, suddenly, it disappeared.

"No...... No way. ”

The King of the Nine Rings murmured incomprehensibly, and then turned into a piece of dead wood.

A dead piece of wood, which was no longer alive, lay on the ground, silent.

"It's really a disappointment, it's over. ”

Tang San's burial was a little unfinished, and at the moment when he cut off the body of the Gang Qi, he obviously felt that the true qi in the dantian had undergone a fundamental and substantial change.

As if it was within reach, the elusive true qi was so real in an instant.

From scratch, when he slashed off that Qi body, his cultivation was further improved.

From the Xingqi level to the Gangqi level.

It's really funny, I don't know if such a change in cultivation is a violation of the laws of monasticism, or is it still within the scope of the laws of monasticism?

However, Tang Sanfu didn't have time to care about these, and waved the big slash in his hand towards the cave wall.

The shot knife light cut off the withered vines on the cave wall, and Jiang Mengxuan, who was entangled in the vines, was caught off guard, and just snorted with an "ah".

"I'm not scared. ”

With a malicious smile, Tang Sanfu had already stepped into the air, and at this time, he stretched out a hand and hugged her slender waist.

At this moment, a light suddenly lit up in a tunnel not far away, and the light was dazzling, it turned out to be the light emitted by the Fengshen List.

Then, a great suction force emanated from that light, and Tang San was actually buried and inhaled in front of the light.

Then I heard "Don't sleep." ”

So, Tang Sanfu was sucked into that light like this, and then the dream woke up like this.

It turned out that it was all just a dream......

PS: Do you think I'm going to end up like this, what are you kidding?

I'm just not satisfied with the first volume, and I think it's so rubbish that I can't even read it myself.

So, starting with the second volume, I decided to reimagine a story.

Well, yes, an urban-oriented story, officially serialized from the second volume, the story takes place in a parallel and strange world.

PS2: Talk about the feeling of writing this volume, four words, the text is not as good as!

Originally, I wanted to build a very grand Xianxia world, but because of the pen, of course, the most important reason is the mentality.

So, I failed, and I had to find a different way and start all over again.

I've always been writing online novels very casually, and I've never been perfunctory, and I've never known how to learn.

Of course, this is probably the biggest reason why my writing is terrible.

I don't know when I began to think that writing essays was just a perfunctory task, so I no longer had any carving or embellishment of the novels I wrote.

And then, it caused me to end up like this.

Hey, I don't know what to say, in short, I'm very sorry for the readers.

However, please believe that the story is not over, and the bad past is over.

From the second volume onwards, I will face up to my mentality, write novels well, and strive to be worthy of readers.

Here, let me sing a poem of my own composition to pay tribute to the rotten past.

"If the past is bad, then keep smiling.

Because tomorrow will be good.

Dear friends, please don't doubt it

The maxim that history converges is eternal truth

Let's say we met three days ago

Please let me know

Where are you from

Or blue sky and white clouds

Or the Jungle of Steel

One way or another

It won't be yourself in the mirror

If the wind is dead, keep smiling.

Because the wind will come.

In anticipation day and night

There is always a vague figure that accompanies you through the journey of life

Under the stars

In the dazzling sunlight

Let my tired body snuggle up in the shadow of eternal tirelessness

See the world

Smoke and dust

Someone laughed

Someone was crying

And then

They inexplicably came to the finish line

If there are no more ifs, then keep smiling.

Because the wind is light, the clouds are good, and the lonely poetry is fluttering......

He swaggered like the wind

Like a child who used to set off firecrackers on the side of the road

Like the teenager who cheered "Demacia" on the Internet

They cheered

They are tireless

Look at that!

The impetuous loneliness blooms into brilliant fireworks

The brilliant fireworks died in the summer

We laughed and picked up its mournful corpse

Fly in the wind

The land is full of sorrow

If, there is no if

The wind also stopped

The bird also stood still

Time also stood still

Take a deep breath

Let's start anew

See you tomorrow

Everything will die beautifully

Brilliant tomorrow"

I still don't know what kind of poem I wrote, or maybe the theme is not clear at all, but it doesn't matter.

Poetry, hearty, unrestrained is the most important.

Well, I complained so much.

I just want to tell you, dear readers, that a new novel has begun with the second volume.

The protagonist is still Tang San's funeral, and I'm ready to eat full attendance.

Subscribe or something, just let it be.