This is the ruins of Sheng Wuxu Private High School and the ruins of the Sword Immortal.
On the day of graduation, Thunder Evil Sect Tai Feng drove wildly in this sea area. He drove a rampaging cross-border bus and ran over dozens of Qingjie powerful men who coveted Sheng Wuxu's legacy, and gave the Compound Eye Organization a second seat. Zhou Bofu's Garuda King Faxiang performed a rapid hair removal, so that all of his feathers were gone, and he returned with hatred.
Soon after Tai Fengxian's cross-border bus carrying all the teachers and students of Sheng Wuxu Private High School departed, the Sword Immortal Relic exploded into a dirty spark. Later, I heard from the instructors that it was Sheng Wuxu's legacy. The Green Tribulation Sword Immortal doesn't like others to interfere with his things. As long as the Zhoutian Realm is broken, the demon sword spirit and the world of ruins will be shattered.
Shen Shiyu still remembers that at the moment when the ruins of the Sword Immortal were exploded and annihilated, there was an unspeakable silence in the cross-border bus. Everyone was looking at the stream of light escaping outside the bus window, looking at the traces of the shattered world on the other side. , my mind was spinning, but I didn’t say a word.
Some people want to completely forget that unbearable life of killing.
Compromise and compromise again, alienation and alienation again, what warrior who wants to follow the path of excellence and purity would not want to forget this experience?
Even false purity is stronger than a nightmare-like frantic state of mind.
On the first day of getting on the bus, Xu Juezi of the Lu Academy of Sciences was scheduled to have a precision Yuanshen surgery. A few years later, the true disciples under Zhao Gufeng were too busy to touch the ground, and many of them felt that it was not enough before the surgery. Sure enough, they planted a hint in the martial arts soul. Once they accumulate enough crystal clusters, they will find a way to find Zhao Gufeng, the deputy director of the Lu Academy, to perform a surgery on the soul that they don't know the effect of.
Some people want to take this experience deep into their souls and become an important cornerstone on their way to becoming a strong person.
I have lost so much in that humid and sultry mire of life, why can't I gain more from it? !
Of course, this kind of operation cannot be done by others. On the cross-border bus leading to freedom, many people with strange fire in their eyes gathered together and talked all night. Restore the fighting process in Sheng Wuxu Private High School and draw the most powerful medicine from the past fighting.
Every graduate cannot escape the shadow of his alma mater.
Although the members of the three departments of sea, land and air were trained by different instructors, they all struggled to survive under the rules set by Sheng Wuxu.
When Zhou Bofu arrived at the ruins of the Sword Immortal, all the fresh graduates fell to their knees, and only less than twenty of them stood out from the crowd.
The instructors of the three departments each have their own uniqueness, and they all try their best to circumvent the rules of the world to convey their beliefs to the students. But after all, they are just precarious puppets, tools of the rules, and ditch rats under the eaves. .
No matter how hard the instructors try, the marks left on the graduates are probably still mostly from the shadow of Wuxu Sword Immortal.
While riding the special bus from Sheng Wuxu Private High School to Thunder Bluff Taigongguan across various realms, Shen Shiyu pushed his wheelchair past one carriage after another and watched with cold eyes.
She passed all the secret corners, and every corner was filled with the smell of crazy fermentation.
Bai Hekong made hundreds of dolls to talk to himself. He talked to himself day and night, reading over and over again the entries in "Learning from the World" about the original world.
The triangle head stared at Master Mo's back and murmured to himself every day, one day at a time, smashing the Huanhai war puppet that had been trained with all his hard work, and even the method that combined ancient methods and mechanical energy. The Liuhe boys who resisted Lei Donglan for a quarter of an hour were abandoned by him like nothing.
Eel head... There's nothing much to say about that piece of trash who stares at the charge records on his cell phone every day with big fish eyes and spits bubbles. If nothing happens, he will have to be enslaved by Master Mo for at least thousands of years before he can have any hope of achieving the Red Tribulation.
Xu Bingning from the Aeronautics Department was wearing headphones and floating in the carriage with her sky frost wings spread out. She was surrounded by many melodies that were popular because of their kitsch.
Yang Yuhu banged his body on the floor again and again until blood dripped from his body. He roared in pain but never tired of it. His crazy energy even made the director of the Lu Academy love talents.
Ji Shen was dumbfounded, raising her hands to let her joints and flesh change into various beautiful postures, as if she had been immersed in an illusory world, her eyes fixed and her mind wandering.
Lei Donglan was writing her graduation thesis in her room, but the smell outside the door was as dangerous as a volcano about to erupt, making her afraid to get close.
Xu Juezi cut open his martial arts soul again and again, constantly cutting and infiltrating inside the soul, not knowing what he was looking for.
Mu Yigui and Sun Xunqiao sang and drank tunelessly, making no distinction between black and white, making noise all day long, and even dragged Lin Baolong and Shan Futian to accompany them, making the carriage of the first and second graders of the Lu School full of smoke.
Ji Ma stayed with Director Zhao, and looked out the window with him at the flow of air and sea, looking at the infinite distance beyond, like a sharp and cold sculpture, unable to see the joys and sorrows of living beings.
Only him...he is the only one who is still heartless, singing karaoke and playing cards with others all day long, cheating through life's revolving door, winning those insignificant crystal clusters, and talking a lot of nonsense.
Sun Xunqiao once pointed at his nose and shouted:
"Junior brother, you are not truly happy, your bad words are just a cover for your sadness!"
It is not possible for Yuanshen warriors to get drunk so easily, and Sun Xunqiao just used his drunkenness to break that person's seemingly aloof and hateful appearance.
Who do you think you are? Why are you acting like this? How are you better than us?
He just smiled and made a fool of Sun Xunqiao, a big three-yuan four-bar with four dark engraved characters and one color bar with blossoms and a magic hand, rejuvenation circle, wind-carved door and eight-flower card.
What on earth was he thinking?
Why do I know everything about him, but I can't guess what he is thinking.
Shenshiyu erased these random thoughts as quickly as possible. Although she could not confirm the time in the turbulence of the air and sea, she felt that she must have achieved the ultimate level of current awareness.
These things that are unnecessary to think about should be skipped as quickly as possible.
She controlled her main soul and consciousness soul with her fundamental spirit, and created an incorporeal body on the remains of the Sword Immortal ruins to sense the surroundings.
The virtual body, which looked the same as Shen Shiyu's body, walked casually on the broken fragments of the world. She closed her eyes, but she could see it more clearly than ever.
She doesn’t know how long the turbulent currents of the sea and the sea that are enveloping her will stay near the wreckage of Sheng Wuxu Private High School. This kind of soul drifting is a more outrageous experience for anyone than winning the first prize of the welfare lottery, but there are still Jieyuan practitioners who have climbed to the heart of the higher realm will try their best to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Shen Shiyu is not just a woman with the ambition to climb to the top.
According to the record in "Learning from the World", a young genius who was born in a technological civilization discovered the combat skills that allowed him to dominate the star sea for hundreds of years on a keyboard left by a mecha master. The so-called strong man will reveal his strength in every move he makes. Especially in the confrontation with powerful people of the same level, few people can retain their strength.
Because when they reach that level, they don’t want to leave any regrets.
What is more terrible than failure is regret.
If a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength, then when a liger and a tiger fight each other, what kind of force will the two parties use?
The incorporeal body of Shen Shiyu walked over the fragments left after the death of the world. The warrior's spiritual sense shivered involuntarily under the extremely strong pressure. Her stretched out spiritual consciousness broke in front of those green calamity marks, but she Still haven't given up. 360 Literature Network
Turbulence is Kukai's living water, and the living water gives her unimaginable recovery capabilities, even stronger than that person's super-speed regeneration.
As long as she gives up her wishful thinking of reaching the sky in one step and reduces the scope of her exploration to the limit of the White Tribulation Walker, she will not self-defeat and destroy herself.
She can even travel to and from the edge of the limit and set her sights further afield.
The incorporeal body that Shen Shi spoke out quickly passed over the unknown remnants of the Green Tribulation.
These people are just losers, wretches wailing under the tires of Teacher Fengxian’s bus.
Yes, I am at the Baikong realm, and I am still far away from these people's achievements.
But this is just because I was born late. If I were born in the era of the children of Jieyuan, and in the era of the rise of the Four Thunder Friends, I... I may not be able to surpass their achievements.
But now, I will not put myself or my future under anyone.
The words of trial urged the incorporeal bodies released by the main soul and consciousness soul to ignore all the unknown traces of the Blue Tribulation around the ruins of the Sword Immortal.
There were only four traces left in her heart.
The other is Sheng Wuxu's residual thoughts. This man tried the swords of the heavens for his own obsession. Gods blocked the gods, and Buddhas blocked the Buddhas. In the desperate situation, he touched the realm of purple, leaving behind a ruins on the other side and a forbidden world around the world. After his death, He has blocked countless Green Tribulation masters, and even the Thunder Evil Sect Tai Fengxian who ruined his path has not been able to make an inch of progress. He is well deserved to be called a peerless genius.
One is the rut of Tai Fengxian. This Kukai literary giant traveled across the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, shaking the heavens. He followed his heart without hesitation and did not hesitate to exceed the rules. He usually worried about gains and losses, but when faced with a choice, he never hesitated and killed whenever he wanted. He looked at everything like a forest. There is nothing, cause and effect, and explanation of cause and effect. From the beginning to the end, Tai Fengxian only asked about his own mind, not about cause and effect, let alone others. How happy it was.
One is the compound eye second seat Zhou Bofu that hooks the thread of numerology. This person is extremely arrogant and pulls the fortunes of all worlds for his own use. He goes his own way and never cares about what will happen tomorrow. Flood? What does it have to do with me! It is this kind of mind that soars into the sky and never looks back that allows this fierce bird to cross the two sides of the Taiwan Strait to come and go freely without any worries.
There was also a dark and unpredictable aura of Qing Jie, hidden in the gap in the void with the light and dust. If she hadn't borrowed the perception of Kukai's turbulent flow, it would have been impossible to detect this trace.
In order to pursue this breath, Shen Shiyu used the tentacles of the turbulent air in the air to go deep behind the scenes to the fleeting waterless area in the air. In the gap where all interference was removed, she experienced the terror of that person.
All the appearances in the gap in the void are interpreting madness and confusion, and every detail is dizzying, but that person wants to sum up a set of rules in the rotten status quo, and even wants to set that The rules are covered with a layer of holy glory, thus luring those creatures outside the rules to fall deeply into it, making them intoxicated by this set of rules, risking their lives for this set of rules, and working hard within this set of rules for the rest of their lives.
Judging from Shen Shiyu's knowledge, this person's behavior is contradictory and there is absolutely no way he can move forward.
However, the fluctuations around the ruins of Sheng Wuxu Private High School clearly showed that Zhou Bofu, the second seat of compound eyes, was defeated after a conflict with that person in the gap in the void. Even if he joined forces with Teacher Fengxian, that person also had To force back Zhou Bofu's mighty power.
Why?
Can obvious mistakes lead to a distant future? Even though different paths lead to the same destination, can those who embark on a dead end break through their shackles?
How much harder do those people have to work? After putting in such efforts and breaking through the high walls of reason, how strong will those people be?
Shen Shiyu was thinking in the four Qingjie auras that were far beyond her peers, and the turbulent air and sea that enveloped her was making noise again.
After arriving at this place, she had already determined that this turbulent current of air and sea was following her destiny.
Turbulence has no consciousness, it always follows the cause and condition of the things it is enmeshed in.
In normal times, there are only outside creatures such as the Sky Mayfly and the Sky Rift Sea Snake in the turbulent currents.
Mayflies and sea snakes are born in turbulent currents and grow up in turbulent currents. There is no cause and effect, or the past.
Because of this, the turbulence of the air and sea shows very confusing movement patterns, which makes scholars from all walks of life on both sides of the Taiwan Strait scratch their heads.
After all, Kukai scholars only study from a distance and will not go deep into turbulence. Even in the Kukai Youth Science and Technology Innovation Competition, there are no projects related to Kukai turbulence.
How can we understand turbulence if we cannot go deep into it.
But if they are those Jieyuan practitioners who can ensure that they can still maintain their clarity even after being swept away by the turbulent currents, who would be willing to be swept away by the turbulent currents.
Shen Shiyu's body closed its eyes.
This turbulent current is probably drifting along the path of deep edge, shallow edge and one shore to the other.
The location of the ruins of Sheng Wuxu Private High School is shallower than the other world where I was born.
Will the next place I pass through be the other side of the world where I was born, or that place?
She didn't want to answer or think about the question.
…
Liang De followed Mo Feisheng and walked thousands of miles in the Haina Magic Hidden opened by the King of War.
There was no scenery along the way, only the weapons developed by Mo Feisheng and the tragic scenes caused by those weapons.
Liang De did not make any comments because he knew that Mo Feisheng was preparing his speech.
In the warrior's spiritual perception, the deep and terrifying ocean is swallowing up the sun and the moon.
"Ade, you don't mind if I call you that."
"I don't mind, I don't mind. You can call me whatever you want, Director Mo."
Mo Feisheng looked at the long corridor on the road of war in Haina's fantasy treasure, and said:
“There is a difference between not minding and being willing.
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'Who was the first to forge a murderous sword? His heart must be as hard as stone. '
What do you think of this poem? "
