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Seven hundred and eighteenth chapter Fengzhi practice

"you"

Teng Huayuan frowned when he saw Gu Shao’s injury.

This young man obviously seemed to have no cultivation, but his uneasiness became even stronger.

Buzz ~

He was about to say something when he saw the wood carving in the middle of the courtyard and suddenly opened his eyes!

At the same time, a mighty aura surged into the sky!

Boom!

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the rolling thunder clouds came!

An unimaginable spiritual storm came in an instant, and the wood carving that opened its eyes instantly rose in the wind, turning into an eight-foot-high man!

The big man was wearing a white coat, with a turtle-shaped back, and his face was covered with curly beard like a steel needle.

"Ha ha!"

The wood carving burst into laughter, the shaking sky rumbling, and the entire village seemed to be shaken off the ground.

The cold wind that Fuji Huayuan waved down instantly disappeared by the bursting airflow, and the black banner even turned in a "click"!

After the big man transformed by the wood carving smiled, a stream of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye rolled on his body, as vast as the sea!

boom!

Just one step forward, the grand spirit rolled and the general trend was like a mountain crushing!

Bang!

His fists were stumbled, shaking, and exploded!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!~

In an instant, the weather was shaking and exploding, and countless fist marks were all within reach, and all the space was filled with!

Arrows hit!!

"This is, what, what?!"

Fuji Huayuan's hair exploded, and a huge sense of crisis arose in his heart.

The man transformed by this wood carving was simply a mess. No one he saw in his life did not have such domineering power and boxing power!

Immediately, he shouted softly, and streams of light roared out, turning into shields, flying swords, long swords, seals and other magic weapons to meet the mighty power of the fist.

These magic weapons are all the assets he has survived for many years, but they are all thrown out at this time regardless of everything!

But he himself took a fierce step back, and he would escape by taking a hundred miles.

"Oh"

Gu Shaoshen shook his head and smiled, helping the dumbfounded old couple up.

Although the wood carvings he carved were only at the same level as his clone, they were not as domineering as martial arts.

However, a mere Nascent Soul monk, although he was at the same level as this wood carving, could not take up this punch at all.

Rumble!!

As expected, the next moment, it was like the torrent of fist marks flowing against the sky, and the torrent of the fist marks that had blown all the magic weapons.

He pulled out a huge gully that lasted hundreds of miles in the sky, smashing the frightened and desperate Vine Huayuan to pieces and flew away!

"ah!"

Only half a scream floated above the sky, and it was clearly heard within hundreds of miles.

From beginning to end, Teng Huayuan didn't know what kind of existence he had provoked, nor did he know how this wood carving could be so powerful!

Smack ~

With a punch, Ba Liming, who was transformed from the wood carving, instantly retracted and turned into a small wood carving again, falling into Gu Shaoshen's palm.

"Little Gu No, no, Immortal Master"

The old man Wang and his wife looked a little straight. Even with such power, they were still frightened and uneasy in their hearts.

"Don't be afraid, my father-in-law, I am Tiezhu's friend, and I'm entrusted by him to take care of you."

Gu Shaoshen smiled slightly, and his peaceful voice instantly sootheed the two old men's somewhat panic-like mood.

But he sighed slightly in his heart. His mind was not yet perfect, but he was disturbed by this coward, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"Tie, Tiezhu, why didn't he come back to see us by himself?"

The old woman grabbed Gu Shao’s injured palm and burst into tears.

Wang Lin has been practicing for decades. In addition to being able to come back to check out when he was in the Hengyue Sect in his early years, he has been almost always being chased.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to come back, but that he can’t.

Even so, it almost caused his parents to die.

"Tiezhu is now practicing at the mountain gate and can't come back for a while, but I think he will come back to see your two elders soon."

Gu Shaoshen comforted the old man a few words and patted their palms gently.

A pure and gentle aura flowed into the bodies of the two, calming their state of mind, repairing their old bodies, and extending their lifespan.

However, the two of them have not practiced, which is harmful. Gu Shao hurts the passage of a wisp of spiritual energy, which is already the limit.

"Iron Pillar!"

The two old men shed tears.

"It's a pity that the clone's strength is too poor, and this wood carving can only take three moves at most."

Gu Shaoshang looked at the Ba Liming wood carving that had a crack on his palm, feeling a little regretful.

His clone is only equivalent to the peak state of Nascent Soul in this world. This wood carving only has the peak state of Nascent Soul at most, and can only take action three times at most, and it will be wiped out.

After all, this wood carving is just ordinary wood

The quiet village was broken.

Even when Wang and his wife saw Gu Shaoshen, they were a little nervous and kept calling themselves "Immortal Master", and their attitudes could never return to the past.

Mr. Gu sighed in sadness.

The gap between mortals and monks is too great. Even if his attitude is kind, these villagers will never be able to go back to the past by his side.

It is very simple for Gu Shaoshang to use his supernatural powers to eliminate their memory, but there is no need for this.

Therefore, early the next morning, Gu Shaoshang floated out of the small village.

As for the many wood carvings, he stayed at Wang Laohan's house. Although these wood carvings were not magic weapons, they could spontaneously absorb spiritual energy. Even though Gu Shaoshu had no eyes at all, protecting Wang Laohan and even this small village was not a problem.

Huh ~

A few days after Gu Shaoshang left, Wang Lin, wearing a gray robe, with a cold face and a dead light in his eyes, hurried back.

His black hair was covered in gray, and his heart was so painful that he almost felt crazy whenever he thought of his parents.

"Dad, mom, Tiezhu is unfilial!"

Outside the mountain village, tears flowed in Wang Lin's cold eyes.

With his heart and nature, he also felt a little afraid at this time and did not dare to take a step forward and enter the village for a long time.

It took a long time, until the sun sets, the night is heavy and the silver moon is hanging high, and Wang Lin walks into the village

Hurry ~

The waves flipped and jumped in the sea of ​​demon cultivation, shrouded in endless fog.

On a stone, Gu Shao was injured and stood with his hands behind his back.

In the distance, the void rippled like water waves.

There seemed to be nothing there, but Gu Shaoshang felt a cold and silent thought surrounding him.

"Inscriptions are the way to imprison the heavens, sentient beings need to overcome countless kalpas, leave the obsession of the deep prison, and worship the inscription of the practice of cultivation. All sentient beings are also in countless pasts, to understand the thoughts of escape from the heavens, to take the path of the next life, to worship the practice of cultivation."

Invisible fluctuations of thoughts, only Gu Shaoshang can hear words, floating above this sea area.

"To practice the practice of cultivation?"

Mr. Gu raised his eyebrows and felt slightly moved in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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