From the Perfect World

The latest website: When Lin Yang returned to Xuantianzong, in a secret room in Xijian Pavilion.

Jiang Zhiwei, who was wearing a goose-yellow dress, had an ethereal demeanor, and some fragments of the Haotian Mirror were suspended between her palms to communicate the different projections of others and me, and to contain them all in her body.

The candles hanging on the wall flickered, and after an unknown amount of time, the candles finally went out, causing the secret room to lose its light source, and darkness enveloped everything.

For a moment.

Jiang Zhiwei opened her eyes, which were dark and bright, as if they were purer than the darkness in the secret room.

"The accumulation is enough. Although it has not reached the most perfect state where there is no progress, there is still a 70% to 80% certainty to condense the dharma body."

Jiang Zhiwei thought to herself.

Although there is the real Xuantianzong Shoujing who suppresses the world today, she is not the one who belongs to Xijiange. Even if she has a close relationship with Lin Yang, if Xijiange encounters disaster, he can ask Shoujing to help him, but in case Shoujing is late, Then the foundation of Xijiange may no longer exist.

When she got the core inheritance of Zhanwo Sword Sect, Jiang Zhiwei noticed the trace of the Nine Nether Crack, so she was worried.

Having grown up to the point where she is now, she has long been aware of how terrifying Jiuyou is. She is no longer as ignorant as she was at the beginning. As long as any gap in Jiuyou appears in the world and allows evil spirits to rush into the real world, the earth will surely be devastated.

That's why Jiang Zhiwei, who has a full sense of crisis, is not planning to accumulate more at the half-step dharma body stage. The master has not returned yet, and she is the strongest person in Xijian Pavilion today. She can't wait until the master returns. What is left is a ruined wall.

Thinking of all the things she saw in the secret ground of the Zhanwo Sword Sect, Jiang Zhiwei's thoughts wandered a bit, and she thought to herself: "No wonder there are rumors that Senior Brother Lin is the reincarnation of Emperor Yang of the Middle Ages. That Emperor Yang is exactly the same, but the temperament of the latter is more ethereal and elusive."

In the secret place of the Zhanwo Sword School, what Jiang Zhiwei got was not only the paper containing the true meaning of Zhan Dao Seeing Me, but also a painting.

It was a person standing on the mountain, looking into the distance, his eyes seemed to contain all kinds of things in the world, looking through the past, present and future, his temperament was indescribable.

If it hadn't been indicated on the painting that this was the ancient Emperor Yang, Jiang Zhiwei would probably have mistaken him for her acquaintance.

"There are thousands of creatures in the world, almost innumerable,

It is unavoidable that there are some people who are similar in appearance, but they are similar to a powerful person who is also a fairy, and has also been recognized by Time Knife..."

"That would be such a coincidence."

"It seems that besides the Zhanwo Sword Sect, there are still portraits of the true face of Emperor Yang in the middle ages circulating in the world, not the state of the Emperor of Heaven that he showed during the decisive battle with the Overlord."

Jiang Zhiwei's thoughts fell.

"What is there on Jin'ao Island that can keep the Dharma Bodies in the world from returning for two years...Senior Chong He and Senior Brother Lin are both angels, even if all the Dharma Bodies were besieged by the angel messengers from Jin'ao Island, it is impossible that there will be no ghosts in two years. The wind spread, could it be..."

After thinking of that possibility, Jiang Zhiwei's heart lifted slightly, and finally she swung her wisdom sword to cut off all kinds of thoughts in her heart, and returned to a clear heart.

Thinking too much will only mess up the original state of mind, which is extremely detrimental to the attainment of Dharmakaya. Instead of worrying uselessly, it is better to improve yourself as soon as possible, and wait until the future strength is strong enough, and then go to Jinao Island to find out.

"However, although the master's soul lamp is dim, it has not been extinguished. The same is true for the soul lamps in Xuantianzong and Yuxu Palace. There is a high probability that those dharma bodies are trapped on Jinao Island and have not yet fallen. "

Finally, Jiang Zhiwei stopped her thoughts and began to adjust her state.

...

The end of the East China Sea.

There are merchant ships going back and forth between the land and the overseas fairy world, and there are also tourist ships going for sightseeing. As for those with relatively rich net worth, they use the teleportation array to cross long distances and directly appear on a certain fairy island in the overseas fairy world. , can save a lot of time.

On a cruise ship, the young and beautiful 'tour guide' pointed to the distant sea area, showed a cheerful and lively smile, and introduced: "Two years ago, Jin'ao Island appeared here, and finally disappeared with a group of land gods. In the past two years, many outsiders have come to explore, but in the end they found nothing, as if Jinao Island had never appeared before."

"Even in the past two years, from time to time, there will be strong outsiders who fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and come to this sea area to search. If they get the relic of the Dharma Body or the magic weapon of the magic weapon, they can change their own destiny and become famous in the local list."

Her introduction made many people on the ship yearn for it. I heard that the magic weapon has a spirit and can choose the master by itself. Soaring into the sky?

The value of a divine weapon is immeasurable, and it is the foundation of a great power. Any unowned divine weapon can cause a bloody storm in this world, causing countless powerful people to perish.

"A divine soldier..."

A young man with freckles on his face clenched his fists. He worked hard for a long time and 'borrowed' money from many people just to take a chance and see if he could get some adventures on the way to the overseas fairyland and become a The 'protagonist' in the storybook.

He has often dreamed since he was a child. In his dreams, he is both the emperor of Yan Mo and the lord of the heavens. He played the piano and played music, so extravagant that he couldn't imagine it.

It was because of this dream that he often had, and when an old monk he met when he was a child told his fortune, saying that he was born extremely extraordinary and was the reincarnation of a god, that's why the freckled boy risked everything to come forward.

"Emperor Yan Mo, Lord of Heaven..."

The boy murmured in his heart.

When he was a child, the old monk did not leave directly after finishing his fortune-telling. Instead, he taught him martial arts for several months and passed on an unknown palm technique to him.

It wasn't until the Wuming Palm Technique was mastered that the other party drifted away without leaving any traces.

Just when the young man was nervous and wondered if he could get the adventure, the sky and the earth suddenly became brighter, and a mirage-like scene appeared in the direction pointed by the lady tour guide.

The rays of the sun are brilliant, and there are thousands of auras.

A series of tyrannical and terrifying breaths erupted, setting off a tsunami, and countless people screamed. Just as the tsunami was about to engulf ships, an invisible force spread out, eliminating the tsunami and restoring everything on the sea. to the previous calm.

"This is the Fagao who disappeared back then!"

Someone exclaimed.

This kind of breath, this kind of quantity, and this place, there will be no one else except the group of Dharma Bodies who disappeared two years ago.

"They're back!"

While everyone was astonished, no one noticed that a tiny spot of light crossed the void and fell into the arms of the freckled boy.

The freckled boy looked down and was immediately overjoyed.

...

A little faster than expected...