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Wang Chuan hid in the space of the magic circle, and cultivated the law of time with all his might, and it was five hundred years in a flash.

It stands to reason that, based on past experience, there is no need to cultivate the law of time for that long.

However, it took Wang Chuan a hundred years to forcibly open up the seeds of the law of time, and what made him speechless was that the sword qi sent by Bodhi had always taken root and sprouted in the law of time.

If it is forcibly divided, it can be done, but in this way, it will inevitably have a certain impact on Wang Chuan's cultivation, and the law of time seed and sword qi will be affected.

But if you cultivate one of these two alone, you can't do it.

Why.

Because the law of time seed and the sword qi gradually fit together, if the spiritual energy was transmitted, both would be automatically absorbed, and Wang Chuan couldn't control it if he wanted to.

Only by cultivating it and making it strong can we master it thoroughly.

It took a hundred years to open up the seed of the law of time, and it took about four hundred years to integrate the seed of the law of time with the sword qi.

When I think about the time when I first comprehended the other rules, it didn't take so long.

However, this also shows that the law of time and the sword qi given by Bodhi are absolutely powerful.

In five hundred years, Wang Chuan's cultivation has not increased much, and he is still a physical saint, but if Wang Chuan five hundred years ago and Wang Chuan today fight, the winner will definitely be Wang Chuan today.

Even, Wang Chuan is confident that he can solve it within one move.

That's confidence.

Cracking sound!

Wang Chuan stood up and stretched his waist, his bones crackling like fried beans, and the extremely powerful attack power in his body couldn't help but make Wang Chuan look up to the sky and laugh wildly.

A loud shout, a sound that shook the sky!

The space of the magic circle was unexpectedly difficult to resist the force carried by Wang Chuan's roar, fluctuating layer by layer, piercing the space.

Without the checks and balances of Buddhism and Taoism, the development of witchcraft is in full swing, and the witch court that is developing step by step was suddenly shaken by this howl, and one by one they flew out of the cave and looked up.

"What the hell is going on? Who is it?"

"Could it be that an enemy is coming?"

"Don't talk nonsense, who in the Three Realms would dare to oppose our witch sect now. ”

"That's right. ”

......

Rin Mu had joy in his eyes, no more than those witch sect people, Rin Mu was very familiar with Wang Chuan, and this voice could naturally be heard.

Hearing Wang Chuan's voice with joy in it, it must have broken through the original strength, otherwise, it would not be possible to make trouble in the Three Realms.

Sure enough, a sharp blade fell from the sky, and it landed directly on the witch court with a bang, and the diffuse sword qi stabbed the surrounding space, and the flowing qi layer was instantly divided into pieces.

After the blade landed, it turned into Wang Chuan in the blink of an eye, and he was satisfied with the surging power in his body.

Five hundred years, not only cultivation, back then, his own ghost was cut off by the demons, and later received a red divine sword from the Styx Sect Ancestor, and Wang Chuan re-refined it.

This red divine sword is called Yuan Tu, and it is the same pair as the transformed stick in Rin Mu's hand, that is, the Ah Nose Divine Sword.

After Wang Chuan's transformation, the shape of the Yuantu Divine Sword remained unchanged, but the awe-inspiring momentum was incomparable to the original.

"Congratulations to the sect major for his promotion, which is the supreme blessing of my witch sect!"

Rin Mu raised his arms and shouted, and all the Wu people fell to the ground and shouted.

"Sect Master Shenwei, unify the Three Realms!"

"Yes. ”

Wang Chuan nodded, he is actually not good at this kind of thing of speaking as a leader, and he has always been regarded as a shopkeeper, compared to Wang Chuan, the hard-working pastor is more like the leader of the witch cult.

Wang Chuan doesn't have any big ambitions, and if he can't achieve it, no matter how many names he has, he will have a fart?

Therefore, he was impatient to reveal any means, so he said a few words lightly, and then flashed to the inner hall.

More than a thousand palaces are not yet fully occupied.

It's not that there are few people in the witch sect, but that there are so many people, plus the believers, it is impossible for all of them to live in the witch court, the Three Realms are so big, the witch sect has now been planted all over the people, there is no threat of Buddhism, and those witch clans are not worried about any danger, so most of the people who stay in the witch court are some cultivators with positions.

The palace is not full, but it can be explained.

Princess Iron Fan and the others naturally greeted them early, and Wang Chuan casually dealt with a few words, and his eyes gestured to Princess Iron Fan.

Princess Tiefan's face turned red, she hadn't seen her man for five hundred years, and now Wang Chuan looked at her, she naturally understood what she meant, and pulled the red boy back with a sip.

Wang Chuan waved his hand, and Huang Mei and the others wanted to talk to Wang Chuan, but they all retreated from the hall under Wang Chuan's eyes.

In the temple, only the scripture learning team remained.

Yes.

Although Wang Chuan had already made up his mind in his heart, he still had to ask for the opinions of these people.

After all, this road to heaven is not something that everyone wants to take, at least, the old pig is not easy to say.

The monkey was already stunned at the moment, originally, after coming out of the space of Wang Chuan's magic circle, he got the news that the Buddha Gate had been destroyed, and the person who started it was Wang Chuan.

This news hit the monkeys really hard.

On the one hand, it is his own teacher.

The other party is his brother who is like a sibling.

At the beginning, Wang Chuan asked the monkey a word, if one day, Wang Chuan and Rulai stand on the opposite side, where will the monkey go?

At that time, the monkey didn't speak, but in fact, his heart was very entangled.

Both parties are extremely important people to themselves, so why do they have to be separated?

Isn't it okay for everyone to live happily together?

Even he felt naïve about monkeys.

The contradiction between Wang Chuan and Buddhism is increasing day by day, and it has reached the point of irreconcilability, so naturally he will not let go easily.

For the sake of their own interests, Buddhism is bound to kick away Wang Chuan, the stone that stands in the way.

Sure enough, what the monkey feared the most happened.

Buddhism was baptized in blood.

After learning everything, the monkey became depressed, and no matter how Bai Jingjing comforted him, it didn't work.

In order to wait for Wang Chuan to come out and ask for the truth.

Where is the master sorry for you, why don't you let go if you can't get it!

This is the Buddhism has been baptized in blood, if the whereabouts of Rulai are unknown, if Wang Chuan loses, the witch cult is purged, it can't be said, and the monkey will still find Rulai to ask for an explanation.

Standing in the monkey's position is the most difficult to choose.

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, especially after knowing that Wang Chuan has been sanctified, the monkey can only sigh.

The Monkey King who jumped out of the sky has changed after all.

The arrogant monkey who raised his stick and asked the sky at that time will naturally grow up after thousands of years.

This growth is not a cultivation, but a state of mind.

Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind. (To be continued.) )