A rare ripple was caused in Wang Xing's calm eyes.

"Are you a demon from the outside world? I didn't expect that I would have met this day. It seems that the seniors who went to break the void really went to see other worlds. I was so envious." He said that he was envious, but without any emotion, and Wang Xing was still very calm.

He stood up slowly and slowly packed the tea set. Wang Xing stood by the window and looked at the surging filament in the sky. It was just because of his own aura, those filament tribes with many minds came over by relying on instinct.

Looking from afar, the old spots on his skin were fading away little by little, the wrinkles on his forehead began to become tighter and smooth, and even his white hair gradually became black.

"I, should I do it?" Wang Xing began to struggle in his heart. He had not had such an emotion for a long time.

In response to this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "How many years have you been."

Since he realized the unity of man and nature, he didn't care about anything, and nothing could shake his state of mind.

Now a crack has quietly appeared in this calm state of mind.

Once he chooses to take action, the calm mind he has gained from his self-cultivation over the years will be broken, and the unity of man and nature may not be maintained.

But Wang Xing smiled, took out a cloth bag from a crack under the windowsill, and spread it out and saw that it was a sword.

It is not a magic weapon, it is just a long sword with a slightly beautiful pattern.

"That year I left home and traveled around the world, and I always wanted to be the first, but later I realized that being plain is the truth."

The sword was unsheathed, and the entire sky was filled with a wave of ripples caused by the sound of the sword.

"People have to bear something. It's not a problem to hide for so many years."

Stepping out of the wooden house in one step, thousands of sword shadows followed.

In the past, I was full of energy and I picked up lanterns with my sword. I dared to discuss heroes with the top scholar under the moon. I was even more happy.

When I walked slowly down, I was in my 80s, but I had a long-haired and young face. Although I had white hair, I exuded the temperament of an exiled immortal from heaven.

The sword in his hand did not move, but countless fibrous tribes turned into ashes and flew away.

The ideal world is so unreasonable.

Once you have an enlightenment, you will be another world.

The huge common thinking of the filament tribe naturally realized the abnormality of Wang Xing at the first time, and countless filament tribes came one after another.

In the mind of the fibre tribe, strong means that this food is delicious and eats more. The fibre tribe is not afraid of death, they are only afraid of hunger.

Straws of ashes floated up from Wang Xing's side. He seemed to have no consumption. His every move triggered the momentum of heaven and earth.

Between divinity and human nature, Wang Xing faded away his original indifference and became a human again.

At this point, no matter how he chooses, it will be a path.

The way of heaven for all beings is equal, and the way of human beings enter the world with their bodies.

At this time, he can be called an immortal.

It was not the kind of immortal Feng Sheng Sanxian, but a more mysterious immortal. It was not the realm of cultivation, but the change in consciousness, not the body. He was still an ordinary person.

Wu Mingkong retreated from the common thinking of the Xian clan and looked at the sword shadows emitted by Wang Xing.

He never thought that Wang Xing would be a sword practitioner. He thought that at most it would be his skills in fist and foot.

After taking a look, Wu Mingkong shook his head. This change was more unscientific than his.

The invasion of the filament tribe brought spiritual energy, which was called spiritual energy for the time being. Wu Mingkong didn't know what kind of energy this was, but it was obvious that this ability was extremely universal, and it was very likely that he followed the invasion of this filament tribe and changed the characteristics of countless worlds. It was even simple for Wu Mingkong to incorporate it into the system.

This extremely universal energy can easily be combined with the internal forces of the local system of the dungeon world this time, compensating for the defect of insufficient energy in this dungeon world this time.

Then, a big guy, who was stuck in the novice area because of the upper level limit, was removed from the novice area by the fibre clan. He came to the game in the current game.

This is equivalent to the stupid aliens releasing a group of terrifying erectile apes trapped in the blue cage, and the entire universe will be shrouded in the shadow of this group of terrifying erectile apes.

Wu Mingkong even felt that it was probably not a big boss at all, but a group of big bosses. In the ideal world, nothing was difficult to say.

For example, in the southern capital of the Great Lu Dynasty, the top scholar who had intersected with Wang Xing in the past, and today, Master Fan fell with a piece of paper, and the colorful light fell from the nine heavens. Only the blue bird held the ears, the red rabbit offered the lush grass, and the white fox took the flat dew.

For a moment, auspiciousness and auspiciousness were born in the southern capital. Whenever the filigree approached, it was buried on the ground. The font of the article that was both hard and soft but not lacked in character was imprinted into it. In just this moment, it became a black look.

"It's just an opportunity. The whole world has become so terrifying. These are all masters." Wu Mingkong felt a little whispered. Although Wu Mingkong didn't know any articles, judging from the charm of the articles in Nandu in the Paper Town, it was at least the kind that could be passed down through the ages.

"Skills are close to Tao? No, these people have already pierced the last layer of window paper, this is Tao."

The so-called realm cannot restrain them at all. Although they are mortals, they are essentially not inferior to immortals, or even far superior to immortals.

Wu Mingkong said he didn't envy him, that would be fake. From a spiritual perspective, he was just an ordinary person, just an ordinary person with some strength and some insignificant curiosity.

Whether it was Wang Xing or Fan Fu, the spiritual realm they were in far exceeding him.

"I'm really a half-baked guy." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but smile, even though he was envious, his Taoism was indeed not Wu Mingkong's Taoism. Although he could not understand these artistic conceptions and charms, Wu Mingkong didn't care, because the Tao was different.

Perhaps Wu Mingkong could never understand his own way, but he was very down-to-earth in every step.

There are more than two masters in the world, and there are not only two masters, including articles and martial arts.

In the deserted town, the pig slayer wiped the pig slaying knife in his hand. Aside him was the corpse of a strange insect as high as a mountain. A silly smile appeared on his fierce face: "It turns out that those insects are not much harder to kill than pigs."

The fortune teller in the ruined temple fell down his hand, and listening to the crisp sound of copper plates, he smiled and showed his yellow teeth: "Good luck."

Outside the dilapidated temple, the worms running wildly stiffened in an instant, and their bodies collapsed in an instant, looking as if they were hammered from the inside.

Tao has never been just one way. Everything in the world is Tao, and what is lacking is the heart that realizes Tao.

And here, in the ideal world, there is no shortage of such a heart. On the contrary, what is missing is only an opportunity.
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