A long song rises into the night, and the clear sky and blue waves enter my mind.
"Men Should Be Strong", written for the opening of the sea in Dongcang, spread throughout Dongcang City in an instant. Its lyrics are broad, its music is passionate, and it is most inspiring. It makes people's blood boil when listening to it, so...
Lunjiange Mall launches "Men Should Be Self-Strengthening" to appear in Biji Aimu. The price is 500 Lunjian points... one sentence!
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"This is too much." Everyone at the Lunjian Tea House was filled with indignation.
"It was a complete poem before, but now it's sold in parts?" A warrior took a sip of "Maotai" wine worth 100 sword theory points per bottle, and said with a depressed face, "This is too watery. "
"Master Marquis, this is a grand march to the sea, isn't it just water!" Another warrior said angrily, "There are fourteen sentences in total, and it takes seven thousand points to put them all together."
"That's not necessary." Another middle-aged warrior shook his head, "Just exchange a few of them. Otherwise, after you get on stage, the competition will be over before the song is finished. It's good that you won. , it would be a bit embarrassing if you lost!"
After hearing this, many people thought for a moment. If a person fell on the stage and the song was still singing "Let the sea and the sky gather energy for me", the scene would be indeed...
A Confucian scholar shook his head slightly and said through a message to his companions: "Wu Fu is a little simpler after all."
"There's no bonus effect, so why spend a lot of money on those sounds?"
"Well, junior, what are you doing?"
The younger Confucian scholar next to him raised his head: "Senior brother, do you think I buy 'arrogance and laughter of ten thousand waves', or this sentence 'look at the vastness of the blue sky again'?"
"Junior, didn't you hear what I just said? Such flashy things..."
"Brother, times have changed. Whether it is true or not is a matter of time, and whether it is flashy or not is an eternal question." The young Confucian scholar said righteously.
The Confucian scholar was stunned and thought for a while: "The second sentence, it has something to do with my Confucian sect..."
"okay!"
"Um...place an order for me too!"
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In the city lord's palace, Yun Siyao and Chen Luo continued the conversation that was interrupted by Qin Dangguo yesterday.
"So what the senior sister means is... I'd better increase my blood for the third time to absorb a kind of innate magical power of soul defense?" Chen Luo asked.
Yun Siyao nodded: "Your martial arts emphasizes the physical body. With the magical seeds of 'blood rebirth' and supplemented by martial arts such as the diamond shield, the physical defense can already resist most attacks from the Confucian Realm."
"But the divine soul is still a little weak. Let's not say that the monsters and barbarians have divine soul attack methods. Let's talk about the human race. The Taoist sect mainly uses divine soul, but it does not mean that the Confucian sect and the Buddhist sect do not have divine soul attack methods, especially if you want to push it in the future. Tianmen, you must not contact them."
"Tui Tian Clan?" Chen Luo frowned slightly. He had always heard about Pushing Tian Clan before. He also saw the huge Tian Dao Gate in martial arts, so he asked, "Senior sister, what is this Push Tian Clan?" What happened? Should I go to the Tianmen and push it?"
Yun Siyao chuckled, glanced at Chen Luo with his beautiful eyes, and said, "Do you think Tianmen is the door to our room? That is actually a restriction of heaven."
"Restricted by heaven?"
"Yes. The essence of the Tongtian Road is the bridge between the human race and the way of heaven. Did this fourth senior brother tell you this?"
Chen Luo nodded.
"To give a simple example, the Dao of Heaven is like a vast ocean. The three paths to heaven, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, are like three huge pipes, guiding the power of the Dao of Heaven. The deeper the ocean, the more mysterious the power. The so-called ten thousand miles to the sky, It’s that tube that can penetrate thousands of miles deep into the ocean of heaven.”
"Your martial arts is only three thousand miles long, which means your pipe is only three thousand miles long, so it can only guide the power of sea water three thousand miles above."
Chen Luo imagined it for a moment and nodded again.
"The so-called Pushing Heaven Gate is opened for six thousand miles, you can think of it as the martial arts tube has been extended for another three thousand miles."
"But the power of Heavenly Dao is not infinite, so Heavenly Dao places restrictions on Guanzi. This restriction is Tianmen."
"This is just a simple example. The real relationship between the Road to Heaven and the Way of Heaven will certainly not be that simple, but the point is probably the same."
Chen Luo had a clear understanding in his mind: "So pushing the Tianmen is actually to let the Heavenly Dao lift this restriction."
"Yes." Yun Siyao nodded, with a hint of solemnity on his face, "To be honest, Confucianism and Taoism may be having a headache..."
"What gives them a headache?" Chen Luo asked.
"Isn't it because..." When Yun Siyao said this, he suddenly paused and turned his jade hand over. A bamboo leaf appeared in Yun Siyao's hand. At this time, the green color of the bamboo leaf quickly faded and turned into a withered yellow color. Yun Siyao's expression changed drastically.
"Senior sister?" The moment he saw the bamboo leaves, Chen Luo felt startled for no reason and looked at Yun Siyao.
Seeing that the bamboo leaf was about two-thirds yellow and still retained the emerald green on the upper tip of the leaf, Yun Siyao's face was still heavy, but she clearly felt relieved.
"Something happened to Senior Brother." Yun Siyao said in a deep voice.
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Turn the time back a quarter of an hour.
Under the barbaric sky.
Thousands of miles away in the wilderness, a figure in light blue robes stood with a sword, and the wild wind lifted his long hair. He held a piece of wild grass in his mouth and looked ahead indifferently.
In the line of sight, a barbarian figure slowly walked towards him. As he raised his hands and feet, black threads appeared and disappeared around him. They were the summons of space destruction and healing. It seemed that the space could not bear him. He did not release any pressure, but the wild grass along the way seemed to be under great pressure and clung to the ground. Even the barbaric wind seemed to deliberately avoid him. His stature is not tall, but standing there, he looks like the power of God has descended.
The air seemed to become thicker.
Raise your hands and feet to shatter the void.
Barbarian God!
He stopped not far from the cyan figure, looked at the other person in his eyes, and did not speak, but a majestic and rich voice seemed to sound from all directions, from the sky and the earth at the same time——
"Aren't you going to run away?"
"No more running away!" The robed human smiled and spat out the grass in his mouth, "You seem to have found a way to track me. It seems you can't run away."
As he spoke, he slowly drew out his long sword.
"Walk a bit, maybe I can kill a god today?"
He pointed the tip of his sword at the Barbarian God: "Human race, Lang Feixian."
The corners of the Barbarian God's mouth were slightly raised, and he raised one hand to his chest, and then pressed it down. Suddenly, a black space appeared out of thin air and expanded rapidly, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant, and also wrapped up Lang Feixian. Got in. Then, the black space disappeared, and the figures of Barbarian God and Lang Feixian also disappeared. Barbarian grass was lifted up by the barbaric wind again, as if nothing had happened.
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Lang Feixian glanced at the space where he was, and it seemed like a void.
"Holy War Territory." Lang Feixian knew clearly that for Cangtian and Mantian, it was no longer possible to repair the scars left by the holy war in the world, such as the yellow sand desert between Daxuan and the Western Region. Therefore, after the Two-Sky Agreement, there is another rule, that is, holy-level battles, using Qi to lead a void as the battlefield, also known as the "Holy War Domain".
"Shield perception!" Lang Feixian soon discovered that there were more things in this holy war area, making it impossible for others to detect it.
"Are you on guard?" Lang Feixian looked at the barbarian god opposite.
The barbarian god nodded: "I am very curious as to why you can avoid the search!"
"So, you want to find my secret and then steal it for yourself..." Lang Feixian smiled disdainfully, "How dare you call yourself a god if you have selfish motives?"
As Lang Feixian spoke, there was a sudden sound of rushing water in the void.
"I have a sword, named Hanjian Tianhe, please taste it, Lord Barbarian God!"
As he spoke, he waved his long sword, and a Milky Way appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the Barbarian God. The light in the Milky Way was bright, as if the stars in the sky were gathering on this river, but if you look closely, the stars were actually streaks of righteousness. The sword light gathered into a river!
“Don’t you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return!”
The river is mighty and everlasting, and it seems like nothing can stop him.
The long river hides the sword, and the long river of sword energy seems to cut through the void, drowning the barbarian god in an instant.
Just hearing a jingle of jingles, a majestic energy machine erupted in the long river of sword energy, suddenly cutting the river of sword energy in half. With a twist of Lang Feixian's wrist, the intercepted sword energy flow flew back again, lying behind Lang Feixian, and became one again.
"Not bad." The barbarian god nodded slowly, but he was unscathed. He praised: "Below the barbarian gods, there are no more than seven barbarian kings who can block this attack! You have three points of Li Qinglian's ability back then!"
Lang Feixian smiled calmly: "The second sword!"
With that said, Lang Feixian took a step back and immediately entered the river of sword energy. The sword energy river surged in an instant, and in the midst of the raging waves, bright mirror-like moons rose from the sword river, illuminating the void;
Waning moon, full moon, human moon!
There are four o'clock in the sky in December, the moon is full and the moon is bright every night!
During the breath, the long river of righteousness surged again, the twelve waning moons released their killing intent, and the twelve full moons released their clear brilliance.
"The bright light is like a flying mirror approaching the Alchemy Tower, and the green smoke extinguishes all the bright hair."
Where are the rays of moonlight, there are clearly rays of sword light. The waning moon sword light is secretive and treacherous, while the full moon sword light is majestic and majestic, but the power of each strike is the same. The power of each sword is comparable to the full impact of the long river of sword energy just now.
The sword gleamed, the moonlight scorched, and the endless light hit the Barbarian God. In an instant, the Barbarian God's clothes condensed with blood burst, and wounds appeared on the Barbarian God's body. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody man.
The contempt in the Barbarian God's eyes suddenly disappeared, and turned into a serious look. I saw him making fists with four hands and punching them hard at the same time. The huge energy was released, and the void suddenly became turbulent. Then he stretched out his hands and seemed to grasp the two corners of the space. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength and shouted With a sound, he pulled down hard with both hands, and heard a series of explosive thunder sounds in the space. The void was shaken open by him like a curtain, and the attacks from the moonlight were all annihilated by the fluctuations of the void! This wave of fluctuations spread to the long river of sword energy, and in an instant, the sword energy moons shattered and fell into the river again.
At the same time, waves of almost the same power surged toward the Barbarian God. There were only two "bang bang" sounds, and the two palms holding the space were shattered by the backlash.
"Very good." The Barbarian God said, "If you can force me to take action, you are hurting yourself. You are still the first person. I take back what I just said. There are no more than three people below the Barbarian God who can fight with you. !”
"You have 70% of Li Qinglian's ability back then!"
"You are qualified to know the name of this god. Remember it, the one who killed you is the Barbarian God Tanan!"
The long river of sword energy seemed to be unable to hold up, and slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of Lang Feixian. At this time, Lang Feixian looked pale, as if the two blows just now had consumed all his strength. He coughed twice, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and sighed deeply.
"Sure enough, killing a god is too difficult."
He raised his hand, looked at Barbarian God Tanan weakly, and smiled softly again.
"Barbarian God Tanan, don't be anxious."
"I have a third sword here!"
After the words fell, the long sword in Lang Feixian's hand suddenly glowed!
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