I have a role in the heavens

"I want to find you, this is the important thing!"

"I also found you, which is also an important thing!"

Zhao Wuhao's words were full of pride and confidence. He was like an imperial emperor, and the Qingyi Taoist opposite was his minister. His will was majestic and he could summon his ministers at will. His power was so majestic that it made people awe-inspiring.

Taoist Qingyi has never seen such an arrogant and arrogant young man. He actually dared to speak to him like this, but he had to admit that this young man was arrogant. Even he could not see the other person's background and depth. Fear arose in his heart, his eyes gradually became serious, his brows furrowed slightly, thinking hard about who the other person was and why he had never seen him before.

Taoist Qingyi, as the master of Zhishou Temple, an unknown place in the world, has even surpassed Xiong Chumo, the headmaster of the Xiling Temple. He is the number one person in the Taoist sect and is well-informed. He must have heard Zhao Wuhao's name, but he was defeated by Master's Hands, I dare not go ashore in this life, so I have never seen Zhao Wuhao and cannot connect the person with his name.

The name of the master of Zhishou Temple is Chen. He has been wearing green Taoist robes for countless years, so he is called Qingyi Taoist. Many years ago, Ke Haoran of the academy was killed by heaven. The master climbed Taoshan and entered the Xiling Temple. Zhi Shou Guan was forced to attack with all his strength. In this battle, countless powerful Taoists died or were seriously disabled. Even if the Qingyi Taoist asked the chief lecturer of Xuankong Temple Even if they join forces, they still can't hold on for a moment under the stick in the master's hand.

After that, he was forced to drift in the South China Sea, never daring to set foot on land for the rest of his life. Taoist Taoist Qingyi wandered among the countless islands in the South China Sea, following fishing boats. He kept practicing and gave birth to a child with a fisherman girl who was fishing for pearls in the South China Sea, and then sent the child to the Confucius.

Even so, he couldn't set foot on land. Because the master did not allow him to land.

"Why are you looking for me??"

Chen was silent for a moment. He actually saw the shadow of the Master from many years ago in this young man. This made him a little unbelievable. How much the Master exists. For thousands of years, there is only such a person. He has surpassed The human world is beyond the world and can be compared with the sky.

The young man in front of him looked to be a few years older than his son. No matter how stunning he was, he could not become a supreme being like the Master.

Ke Haoran was so amazing back then. At this age, with his current level of cultivation at most, it is absolutely impossible for him to become a being like Master. , the viewer absolutely does not believe that there is a more amazing genius than Ke Haoran in the world.

"I want to see what kind of magical powers the leader of the Taoist sect, who was forced by Master to never go ashore for the rest of his life, has!"

Zhao Wuhao's words were extremely impolite and even quite offensive. Just as the saying goes, "Hit someone without slapping someone in the face, scold someone without exposing someone's shortcomings," but Zhao Wuhao told the viewer the biggest shame in his life, and he said it in front of him. of.

If an ordinary person did this, he would never be able to speak again at this time, but Zhao Wuhao was different. He gave the viewer a very dangerous and unpredictable feeling, so he did not dare to act rashly, but looked at it with fear. Follow this Zhao Wuhao who is walking on the sea.

The status of the master of Zhishou Temple is as high as that of the three great thrones on Taoshan, second only to the master. However, due to the master's overwhelming strength, even the master Xiong Chumo is not taken seriously by him.

Zhao Wuhao was a little disappointed when he saw the watcher who was holding back. He spoke indifferently to anger the watcher, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't take action.

If the mountain is not mine, I will be the mountain.

Zhao Wuhao said no more, and took action boldly. With a wave of his hand, drastic changes suddenly occurred in the South China Sea. Huge waves surged up, as if the entire South China Sea had flipped over, blocking out the sky and the sun, facing the small boat and the spectators on the boat. The Lord smashed down, trying to swallow up everything on the sea. This scene was horrifying.

Seeing this, the viewer's expression changed drastically. His perception was indeed correct. The young man in front of him was extremely terrifying, and his strength was beyond his imagination. He had no ability to withstand this terrifying huge wave. He took a step forward and climbed onto the boat. There was no trace of Taoist Qingyi anymore, and the boat was extremely miserable and was smashed into pieces by the waves and sank to the bottom of the sea.

The master of the temple is the most powerful person in the Taoist sect. He has entered the legendary realm of distancelessness and can cross thousands of miles of distance with just a thought. The next moment, he appeared on a lush island.

"You actually ran away without fighting, but where could you go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuhao locked onto the aura of the temple master, and his figure disappeared from the spot. It's just the realm of no distance. He also understood it, even more deeply and skillfully than the master of the meditation.

The viewer frowned and was thinking about what had just happened. Suddenly his expression changed and his figure disappeared again. Thousands of miles away, his feet landed on the beach of another island, and then he disappeared again.

On each island, the viewer can only stay for a moment, or even cannot stay before running away again. His blue Taoist robe was stained with blood, his bun was already messy, and he was in a very embarrassed state.

That's because Youdao's figure is always chasing him. Whenever he teleports to an island, that figure will appear immediately.

The viewer's right shoulder had been hit once by Zhao Wuhao's sword energy. If he hadn't been very familiar with the countless islands in the South China Sea, he might have been overtaken long ago.

"He was really able to escape, and he actually made me waste so long."

Zhao Wuhao looked a little displeased and stopped. The aura on his body relaxed a little again. The extremely tyrannical pressure pushed the surrounding sea down three feet. He slowly raised his right hand and stretched it forward. Entering the void in front of him, he had no time to play hide-and-seek with the viewer, so he had to be restrained from escaping.

Endless brilliance shines, Zhao Wuhao locks the breath of the viewer, flicks his finger, the brilliance flies out, the light shines, turns into a cage, seals the void for thousands of miles, Zhao Wuhao takes one step, and instantly appears in Qingyi Taoist in front of.

Zhao Wuhao looked with interest at the viewer who once again used his magic power without stopping him. He just watched quietly from the side, even folding his arms in front of his chest with a sarcastic smile on his face.

The viewer had no time to think too much. The pressure that Zhao Wuhao put on him was too great, which made his nerves tense. As soon as he saw Zhao Wuhao's figure, he wanted to escape like a conditioned reflex.

"boom!"

The viewer's distance was lost, and there seemed to be an invisible wall in the void around him, blocking him and making him unable to travel through space at all.

"Fan Long?"

"How can you know the methods of the temple!"

Fan Long needs Haotian Shenhui to perform, so it has always been a unique skill of Xiling Temple and cannot be learned by outsiders.

Zhao Wuhao had deep wisdom and outstanding qualifications. He understood the method of simulating the divine brilliance of Haotian with the vitality of heaven and earth, so he was able to use the cage to trap the strongest man in the Tao sect, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Are you tired after running for so long?"

"I'm not tired. I walk faster and I'm used to walking like this!"

After all, the viewer is not a mortal. He immediately restrained his emotions and regained his composure, because he knew that facing a terrifying opponent like Zhao Wuhao, any panic was meaningless. Only by going all out and concentrating could he have a trace of success. Hope of victory.

"That makes sense. Over the years, Master has turned you into a lost dog, hiding here and there!"

Zhao Wuhao knew how to speak well, and he specialized in poking at the weak points of the Guanzhu. Even though the Guanzhu was a wealthy man, he couldn't help but secretly get angry. There was a bit of evil in his eyes, and he lacked a bit of purity and inaction.

The viewer is not a person who likes to quarrel. Since he could no longer get rid of Zhao Wuhao's entanglement quickly, he made a prompt decision and took the lead. This was the first time he took the initiative to take action against Zhao Wuhao, and he finally stopped evading.

The Taoist in Qingyi stepped out with his right foot, and everything suddenly became void, as if he had stepped through the void. There was a sword in his right hand, a sword made of air. The sword had already left his hand and stabbed straight into Zhao Wuhao.

After the Qingyi Taoist casually threw the flying sword, Zhao Wuhao moved. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the flying sword made of air. At some point, a sword appeared in his hand. This sword was not made of air. It's made of sea water, shining with azure light.

Because the virtual sword cast by the master of the temple suddenly turned into real nothingness in front of Zhao Wuhao, passed through the area where he was silently, regained its essence behind him, and stabbed the back of the neck fiercely!

This method actually made this virtual sword enter the distance-free state, which is really incredible!

Facing such an unpredictable and profound flying sword, Zhao Wuhao's face showed no look of shock, let alone any fear, but he frowned slightly, giving off the feeling of looking down on the other party.

This virtual sword is indeed superb, and this choice is indeed accurate, but Zhao Wuhao looks down on the master of the temple. Even if his realm is profound, even if he is the master of the Zhishou Temple, even if he is the peak next to the Master in the world, but Zhao Wuhao still couldn't feel the slightest admiration.

No matter how powerful a person is, as long as he has a vulgar aura, he will not be in Zhao Wuhao's eyes. Of course, Zhao Wuhao also understood the terrifying power contained in this virtual sword, and raised his sword eyebrows slightly. He looks down upon the viewer, but will not underestimate his attack.

The virtual sword carried the vast weather energy and fell from the void, like a waterfall of sword energy. It was vast and spectacular, making people awe and shocked.

The vague and faint sword shadow seemed to have exceeded the scope of speed, but when it got close to Zhao Wuhao, it slowed down, like an insect trapped in the rosin of his face, almost unable to move.

So close to the end of the world is a state that is exactly the opposite of the state of no distance. It can turn a very short distance into an infinite distance. If you cannot cross this infinite distance, you will never be able to attack Zhao Wuhao in the slightest.

The realm is as high as a line, and there is no limit to the realm. The gap between the realms of Zhishou Temple and Zhao Wuhao is like a chasm. This virtual sword that seems to be thrown at random, no matter how hard it is, cannot fall. On Zhao Wuhao, the first time the viewer took the initiative, he failed and did not have any impact on Zhao Wuhao.

Since the viewer's attack was ineffective, Zhao Wuhao naturally had to fight back. The long blue sword in his hand flew out, carrying a massive amount of heaven and earth energy, and turned into a long river. The water of the river came up from the sky and rushed to the sea. Hui is surging, agitated, vast, majestic and spectacular.

"Take my move with the River Sword!"

This sword of Zhao Wuhao was obtained after fighting with Liu Bai. It is the sword of the river that Liu Bai is best at. This sword of the river is displayed in the hands of Zhao Wuhao, and it is ten times, a hundred times more powerful than Liu Bai. , the power was also ten times, a hundred times more powerful, it was simply irresistible, it destroyed the void with overwhelming force, and countless space fragments turned into part of the sword energy river, rushing towards the viewer.

The viewer's expression was extremely solemn, his pupils shrank, and turned into a small black dot. A ray of light emerged from the extreme darkness, brilliant and magnificent. Five volumes of heavenly books flew out and surrounded the viewer. This was his trump card. , Facing Zhao Wuhao's irresistible sword, he did not dare to show any weakness.

Because the viewer understands that it is impossible to withstand this sword with his own strength alone, and can only rely on Haotian's power.

"Please Haotian give me strength!"

The loud voice was still floating between the sky and the earth, and the sky had already responded. The sunset in the west suddenly became brighter. It was no longer so red and warm, but seemed supreme and awe-inspiring.

A majestic force passed through the dusk clouds in the sky, ignoring Zhao Wuhao's deployment of the cage, and followed the blazing sunlight, falling on the viewer's body. The headmaster suddenly became extremely majestic, and his body seemed to possess a terrifying power that was almost like the power of heaven.

Just between breaths, the surrounding seawater surged, and countless water splashes were blown high into the sky. Before they fell, they were evaporated by the light. The viewer finally used the Apocalypse Divine Technique.

"I'm no match for you!"

The viewer spoke extremely calmly, as if he had accepted his failure. His face shone with divine light, solemn and majestic.

"But I don't believe you are Haotian's opponent. This world belongs to Haotian, and his power is supreme. Accept Haotian's divine punishment!"

Endless brilliance bloomed and shone, and the entire South China Sea turned into a world of light. Countless holy brilliance and sword energy collided together, and violent explosions occurred. Endless air waves rolled, dispersing the clouds in the sky, and lifting up a giant mountain of hundreds of feet. Waves, the whole world seemed to be plunged into destruction, which was extremely frightening.

After the earth-shattering explosion, the long river of sword energy has disappeared, the light in the sky has also dissipated, and even the thousands of miles of cages set by Zhao Wuhao have been torn apart, unable to seal the void at all.

"It's a pity that you are not Haotian, and I am not Ke Haoran, and even Heavenly Punishment can't do anything to me!"

Zhao Wuhao stood with his hands behind his back, standing tall in the void. Just now, with the help of the power of the five volumes of heavenly books, the viewer received the initiation of the Haotian Divine Glory, and then he took Zhao Wuhao's Sword of the River, successfully breaking the blockade of Wanli Fancage, and once again Ran away.

"I actually let him run away. I underestimated him and let him seize the opportunity. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find him again!"

Zhao Wuhao carefully sensed the aura between heaven and earth, but did not find the Qi of the viewer. It seemed that he used the heavenly book to restrain all his aura. Even if Zhao Wuhao wanted to find him, he would have to spend a lot of effort. .

"That's all, this time he used the power of Haotian Shenhui to block my sword and suffered heavy injuries, which was enough to keep him calm for a while!"

Zhao Wuhao had no intention of killing the master of the temple. He just wanted to experience the strength of the strongest person in the Taoist sect. Now that he had enjoyed himself to the fullest, it was naturally time to leave.

As soon as he stepped out, the turbulent sea surface calmed down instantly, the hundreds of feet of giant waves dissipated, and Zhao Wuhao's figure gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared completely into the South China Sea.

The simplest way to interpret the four words "Experts from the World" is that experts generally live outside the world, and those who live outside the world are likely to be experts. There is actually some truth hidden in the nonsense. What they fear is something that mortals cannot touch, and what they are happy about It is beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Therefore, the secular world has never known what is happening outside the secular world, and people outside the secular world will not pay attention to it. In the secular world, scenes of life and death, or the joy of rebirth are going on, and they will not care about the butcher's scale that is missing a pound, or the cellar in the drunkard's house that is infested with rats. After digging out of the mud hole, the joys and sorrows of the two worlds have never been connected.

If you can communicate with each other, you are a sage.

There are also extraordinary people in the folk market. Those drunkards and butchers who look ordinary, but who can tell that they are outsiders who have already broken through the five realms!

There is a small town in the world, a market somewhere, bustling and noisy, and the air is filled with the smell of rotten vegetable leaves and chicken feces. A man walked into a butcher's shop carrying a jug of wine. The butcher closed the door of his shop, took the man to the rooftop on the second floor, sat down across the table, and began to drink and eat meat.

There are two great practitioners in the world who have experienced the last eternal night, a drunkard and a butcher. They are not ordinary practitioners, they are great practitioners, people of the level of Master, Buddha, Ke Haoran and Guanzhu. , even the words "great cultivator" are not accurate.

Drunkards and butchers come from ancient times and have existed in this world long before Buddha. The Master thousands of years ago, the generation of the viewer, and the generation of Ke Haoran decades ago are all his descendants. Drunkards and butchers are real legends, even What should be called legends, they have lived for countless years and will seem to live like this forever.

The fact that the drunkard and the butcher can spend the long eternal night and have almost eternal life under the watchful eye of Haotian is enough to show that their realm is advanced and their cultivation is tyrannical.

In the words of the Master, cultivation means living longer than anyone else, so the realm of drunkards and butchers has undoubtedly reached a level that is unimaginable to humans. To use Master's words again, these two people can no longer be regarded as human beings.

The drunkard always held a flagon in his hand, and the butcher carried a pig leg on his back. They drank and ate meat, and they were very happy. They talked about family affairs, gossip and scandals with great interest.

"You two are really in a good mood. It's a great pleasure to have a close friend, drink wine and eat meat!"

Suddenly, the two of them froze, and slowly turned their heads to look. A heroic man wearing a Confucian shirt appeared. He stood so naturally in the shadow of the corner of the rooftop, as if he had always been on the rooftop on the second floor. , but the two of them never noticed it.

However, the drunkard and the butcher knew that there was no one else on the rooftop just now. Their cultivation realm had surpassed the fifth realm of cultivation, and was even stronger than the current temple master. If someone was on the rooftop before, they would definitely not be able to hide it from them. Perception.

Since he has not always been there, there is only one possibility. The other party has just arrived, but his arrival is silent, hiding from the perception of the drunkard and the butcher. This is another terrible speculation, which makes the drunkard and the butcher dare not act rashly. My heart became much heavier.

The Drunkard and the Butcher had been together for tens of thousands of years. They had a similar mind. They looked at each other with a flash of surprise. The Drunkard spoke. His voice was so ugly, as if every word contained the soil from the tomb of an ancient king. It smells like silk soaked in corpse water.

"Who are you, and why are you here?"