Dijun, times have changed

The emperor has more than [-] volumes of self-cultivation skills, and there are countless collections in Langhuan Pavilion.It's a very rich moat.

When he recited all the classics and catalogs in his mind to the leader - the kind that he didn't finish memorizing, but it took more than an hour to read the leader until he fell asleep - Dijun admired the leader all night sleeping face.

And the leader, when a person with a difficult choice has more and more choices, then the problem comes.

Which one should he choose?

This is why the leader is still a mortal.

A strong wind blew up in the valley, and the secret realm openers of the Sulu family opened the secret realm with tokens and seals in their hands.

The entrants ride up the wind, or use talismans, or use spiritual weapons to protect themselves, so as not to be hurt by the wind.

Only the emperor attracted a flimsy-looking white cloud to float into the secret realm with the leader Shi Shiran.

The wind was fierce, but the seemingly weak white clouds moved slowly in the wind.

The remaining cultivators in the valley were amazed.

This time, Sanyunzong also let some of the disciples below the Jindan Stage participate in the experience of the Jingyuan Secret Realm, and the leader of the team is Zitu Patriarch.

When Zitu saw the huge auspicious cloud, his eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.However, auspicious clouds are originally one of the common controlling spiritual objects in the cultivation world, and some practitioners like to refine Dharma tools into auspicious clouds.Zitu didn't see the face of the person driving Xiangyun, and he didn't hear any news about the emperor from the Su family, so he thought it was because he was thinking too much.

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In Jingyuan Secret Realm, as Su Jia said, there is a lot of water vapor.

As soon as the cultivators below the golden core stage entered the secret realm, they each used water-avoiding beads and other similar props.According to the agreement, the four Jindan stage and above secret realm openers of the Sulu family are not allowed to intervene in the affairs of other cultivators in other secret realms, but they can attack each other.

Lu Feihan saw this right, and attacked the emperor as soon as he entered the secret realm.

He carried a large number of offensive talismans prepared by the clan elders with him, this time he was fully prepared, and he wanted the emperor to pay for what he did in the restaurant before.

As Lu Feihan's elder, Ma Yingjie not only failed to stop Lu Feihan's behavior, but even helped him to attack the emperor together.In Ma Yingjie's view, to offend the Lu family in their flamboyant city, one must be prepared to suffer death.

Seeing that the two of the Lu family were attacking at the same time, Su Jia's expression changed, and he blurted out the word "be careful", and was swept aside by the emperor's sleeve robe.

"I don't need you here, you can leave on your own." The emperor signaled Su Jia to leave quickly, not to block his heroic appearance alone.

Su Jia opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but saw that the emperor had already greeted him alone.

White clothes and silver hair, hunting and flying.The emperor held two fingers together and used his hand as a sword, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered towards him, within a radius of four to fifty miles of the emperor's body, the spiritual energy was exhausted.

And all the spiritual energy gathered into the sword light in the emperor's hand, and the vigorous sword intent slashed towards the two of the Lu family with a fierce murderous aura.

What kind of talisman spirit weapon was like a paper toy under this slash. After the sword light passed, the Lu family's physical and spiritual powers were all wiped out.

Su Jia was stunned.

The other practitioners who hadn't run far were also stunned.

What kind of magical development is this stepping on a horse?The Jingyuan Secret Realm has lasted for thousands of years, and it has never been seen that two openers died at the very beginning.

Wait, how did they get out a month after the opener died?

A casual cultivator dared to ask Su Jia, and Su Jia, who was still in a daze, waved his hand, saying that it would not affect him to open the secret realm and let everyone go out a month later. After all, it was only because Su Lu and his family discovered Jingyuan together. Only then did the secret realm formulate the rules for the next two to open together.

The emperor casually held a sword flower in his hand, and dispersed the drawn spiritual energy.

Like a proud white swan, he walked slowly towards the leader.

The leader clapped his hands and praised him for his momentum, then said, "What's this trick called? I want to learn it."

The emperor thought for a while, his move involved two sets of mind skills, one set of sword skills, both of which were high-level skills. Before learning, he must have some basic and intermediate skills. Lingzhi Leaf gave the leader a complete set of learning plans.

The leader held a large stack of thick leaves, looked at the densely packed spiritual power lettering on it, his eyes were dull: "You guys are good at games."

Dijun humbled a bit: "It's okay."

The two threw Su Jia away and found a place that was inaccessible and where spiritual objects were rare.The water vapor here is so thick that it seems to have entered the deep sea, but with the protection of the emperor's defense layer, the leader does not feel suffocated or damp at all.

The surrounding spiritual plants are extremely huge, and being in them seems to have entered the kingdom of giants.

The leader sat cross-legged, bit the bullet to read the study plan given to him by the emperor, and according to the plan said to feel the aura of the emperor, he didn't realize it for a few seconds, and the leader fell asleep.

The inside belonging to the world of martial arts began to operate spontaneously, and the leader just fell asleep in meditation.

Dijun: "..." Hesitating between waking up the leader and not waking up the leader.

In Dijun's sea of ​​consciousness, different versions of Dijun began to think about the same question under the influence of the original version.

Mozun lay lazily on his side, 【What is it called, let him sleep.How cute the sleeping leader is. 】

【Amitabha. 】The Buddha Emperor's version whispered a Buddha's name, 【Practice should be persevering, and don't slack off.Naturally, it is better to wake him up. 】

The Tianzun version of the second biography, which is most similar to the original story, agreed with the words of the Buddha Emperor version, nodded and said [strength in the cultivation world is respected, and those who practice should be alert at all times.The leader is originally a leader in the world of martial arts, and he should work hard to enter the world of fairy tales. 】

But the prequel young emperor didn't think so, 【Our world backgrounds are different, so many skills can't be achieved overnight.The leader is tired from watching, why can't he just sleep for a while?It's you and me, if you don't have the original setting, let you start from scratch, how long can you last? 】

The main story was uncertain, and the other versions also quarreled, resisting everything alone, and the foreign god, who was breaking through the sea of ​​knowledge of the true story, suddenly snorted coldly in a very bad mood.

Mozun glanced at him, and said strangely [What kind of temper is this? 】

The young emperor curled his lips [Just now Zhengzhuan reached out and touched the leader's hair. 】

The Mozun sneered, provoking the Godzun [If you move faster and can touch him, maybe it's not the real story. 】

After Mozun finished speaking, each version felt a tremor under their feet.It's the true sea of ​​consciousness that is trembling.

All versions surrounded the gods.

The young emperor said to Mozun [How about, can you say a few more words? 】

The deity glanced at the two of them with an indifferent look [Go away. 】

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Lu Feiyan, like other disciples of the Lu family, did not go far when Lu Feihan and Ma Yingjie died.Unlike the other disciples of the Lu family who were panicking at this time, Lu Feiyan didn't even feel any sadness in her heart.

She suppressed a smile on her face, but she wanted to look hurt, which made her expression look a little distorted.But in her heart, she was indeed excited.

I don't know if it was influenced by the Acacia Kungfu, but whenever Lu Feiyan thinks of those two men, she will feel a strong possessive desire.She covets the two powerful tits and the supreme realm.

They were all hers, hers!

Lu Feiyan unknowingly broke away from the Lu family's team, and when someone found out, she still disappeared.

"What should we do, our ancestors will definitely not give us good fruit to eat when we go back now."

"Shut up, even if Lu Feiyan goes back wholeheartedly, what do you think we can gain from the death of Lu Feihan and Lu Haoguang?"

"Then what can we do?"

"First find a way to survive this month, and I won't go back to Lu's house after I go out. Even if I am a casual cultivator with no name or surname, it's better than going back and becoming a punching bag for my ancestors."

Lu Feiyan still doesn't know what decision her departure prompted the same group of Lu family disciples who entered the secret realm to make a decision. She used the joyfulness method to search for the trace of the leader.

Dijun is right about one thing, there are indeed many strange things in the world of comprehension that will leave marks as long as they are touched.

For example, in Lu Feiyan's set of exercises, there is a secret method that can find people as long as there is physical contact.

Lu Feiyan walked cautiously along the way, and when she encountered high-level spirit beasts, she would use the amulets given by her elders to deal with them, and she actually found the location of the emperor and the leader.

Both of them were sitting cross-legged on the huge spiritual plant leaves, looking as if they were in meditation.

Lu Feiyan carefully took out the secret medicine she had refined, held her breath, and sprinkled the medicine.

The secret medicine was scattered along the wind, and was inhaled by the two people who were meditating in an instant.

Lu Feiyan suppressed her heavy breathing, her eyes were fixed on the front.

The emperor realized something was wrong the moment he inhaled the secret medicine, but he couldn't leave the sea of ​​consciousness immediately.

Because he's playing games with other versions of him.

About who can go out and who can dominate.

The emperor looked at the god in the middle of his sea of ​​consciousness, with a cold expression: "Do you think you can get out like this?"

The deity also replied with a frosty face: "You think you can control me?"

"Hey, hey." Mozun interrupted dissatisfied: "It's not just your two versions, isn't the conversation between the two of you a bit too much?"

The setter Tianzun approached the emperor, and the two were exactly the same from appearance to height, standing together like two sides of a mirror.

"You're alone, but we, us at this stage, are not."

Dijun glanced at him coldly: "Can you guarantee that the rumor will take you out?"

"He had to do this." Mo Zun stood behind the God Zun at some point, together with the Buddha Emperor and the young emperor, surrounded the rumor.

The emperor suddenly gave a low laugh, and he looked at the rumored god in the distance: "How about the two of us cooperate?"

The god was about to nod his head in agreement, when the young emperor suddenly exclaimed: "What does that woman want to do?"

Lu Feiyan estimated the time for the medicine to take effect, and approached slowly.She first came to the leader's side, stretched out her hand and caressed the leader's cheek obsessively.

The different versions of Dijun changed their faces at the same time, and the sea of ​​consciousness shook.Surging, like a huge tsunami.

The emperor and the gods who were in the game of pulling each other secretly thought that something was wrong at the same time. After a moment of upheaval, six versions of the emperor appeared outside the sea of ​​consciousness.