My Perfect Life
"Boy, only one person can enter the nine volumes of the book of heaven every time you open it. Master Daoling can't really enter the book to save you unless he can change the power of the law in the book of heaven. So if you want to leave the book of heaven, you have to go into the murals. "
Middle aged man not cold not light said.
Shen Lang frowned: "Daoling ancestor clearly said that if I was still trapped in the book of heaven within three days, he would go into the book of heaven and bring me out. Is it possible that the ancestor of Daoling cheated me? "
"Master Daoling didn't cheat you, but you misunderstood. This is a closed space, but the mural connects with the outside world. As long as you enter the mural, even if there is no entrance or exit, master Daoling can force you out of the outside world. But if you don't enter the mural and stay here all the time, master Daoling won't have a chance to rescue you. "
The middle-aged man said.
"This..."
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly.
That is to say, if you want to go out, you have to enter the murals vertically and horizontally. If you don't enter the murals, you will be trapped here!
"Well, boy, since you really want to learn the magic power of sword, you should be ready for it. What you saw in the book at that moment was just the way sword field was used. It is in the mural that the real way of recording the use of the sword domain supernatural power is recorded. "
The middle-aged man pointed to the huge mural in midair and said without expression.
Shen Lang was shocked all over and said with a heavy face: "can you tell me what is recorded in the mural painting, and why do you make these powerful elders around you so obsessed?"
The middle-aged man sneered: "hum, for the sake of the younger generation, I can tell you. Each monk enters the mural and sees different scenes. There is always a reason to be trapped in it. "
"If you dare to ask me, no friar has ever gone out of the mural?" Shen Lang asked.
"There are rumors, but I'm the last friar of fangcunshan to enter the mural of the sword realm besides you. I don't know whether it's true or not. As for the guys around us, they have lost their mind for a long time, and they can't find out why. "
The middle-aged man shook his head and continued: "generally speaking, no matter what you see or encounter in the mural, the final result is basically death!"
"What?" Shen Lang was surprised.
"Of course, this death is not real death, but death in the mural. In addition, when the friars enter the murals, when the murals show white light, it proves that the friars who enter the murals are ordinary talents; if the murals show purple light, it proves that they are amazing talents; if the murals show gold light, it proves that tomorrow's talents are beyond the reach of the ancient spirit world! " The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
When Shen Lang heard this, he felt strange.
The murals are all white from beginning to end. Are these Mahayana talents still ordinary people?
The waves were astonished. In short, without personal experience, you will not know what is in the mural.
Instead of trusting the middle-aged man easily, he prepared to wait for three days to have a look.
The middle-aged man seems to be a talker. He hasn't spoken to anyone for nearly 20000 years. Now he finally has one to accompany him. The more he talks, the more energetic he is.
"Boy, if you want to enter the mural, I can take you in, but you certainly don't want to leave. That's good. Anyway, I'm short of someone to chat with. It's good for you to stay and chat with me in the future. " The middle-aged man laughs.
"If there is a need, please come to me at that time..." Shen Lang echoed a few words.
In the twinkling of an eye, three days passed.
Zhang Daoling really failed to save himself. Shen Lang's heart sank to the bottom. It seems that what the middle-aged man said is true.
Through these three days of conversation, Shen Lang learned that the middle-aged man's name was Lu Yun. He was a middle-aged Mahayana practitioner and was once a disciple of Zhang Daoling.
Although he is trapped here, Shen Lang can feel it from Lu Yun's talk that he doesn't resent Zhang Daoling and blames his choice for everything.
Three days later, Shen Lang didn't wait to come to Zhang Daoling, but he decided to go into the mural and look for the exit. By the way, let's see what's inside.
Lu Yun said with a smile: "it's not easy to have a guy who can chat. I hope you don't lose your mind so soon."
"Well, I stayed here on my own initiative. I don't miss the outside world. If I can't enter the mural world, I'd better die! " Lu Yun's face is heavy.
The waves are a little speechless. Do you want to be poisoned to this point.
When the mural again gushed white light, a monk came out of the painting.
"Now!"
Lu Yun's eyes burst out with light, pulling up Shen Lang, turning his body into a purple lightning, throwing Shen Lang into the mural with the momentum of lightning and thunder.
"Buzz, buzz!"
A large amount of white light is released from the mural, absorbing the waves.
"Whoosh!"The scenes around him changed rapidly, and the waves stepped on the earth. When the scenes around him were clear, he found himself in the sky of an endless sea of blood.
The blood red sea water is rolling endlessly, sending out the breath of terror.
"Kill!"
A lot of roaring and killing came into his ears, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.
The smell of killing makes people blood!
"Hiss!"
Shen Lang took a breath of cold air. A large number of monks fought and killed over the sea of blood. The scale was so huge that they could not see the edge at a glance.
He was in the middle of the ancient battlefield.
"Roar!"
A huge roar came, and a five clawed Golden Dragon tore up the space, biting at himself with the force of lightning.
That fierce and fierce breath makes Shen Lang's scalp numb!
When he was about to be killed, Shen Lang's hand moved by himself, waved his sleeve robe, and nine flying swords flew out of front of him, crushing all the space around him. Countless white sharp blades attacked the five clawed Golden Dragon.
The five clawed golden dragon also released dazzling golden light, covering the surrounding space, trying to fight against the spread of the white blade.
The golden space created by the five clawed Golden Dragon is directly smashed. The huge five clawed Golden Dragon is penetrated by a white blade, and its body is crushed into pieces of meat and blood mist. It's terrible.
"This..."
Shen Lang was surprised. Although his "physical body" is not controlled by himself, he can still feel that his physical body at the moment has extremely powerful ability, which makes his blood boil!
This is not the power of the ancient spiritual monks.
Shen Lang tries to control his body by himself, and finds that he can also control this body, as if this is himself. He can freely release the sword field and kill the enemy invisibly.
Moreover, the self incarnation of this friar, the cultivation of powerful heinous.
"Ha ha ha!"
Shen Lang kills wantonly in the battlefield, feeling the pleasure brought by the unparalleled power, and getting lost out of control.
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Chapter 2346: 2347
Middle aged man not cold not light said.
Shen Lang frowned: "Daoling ancestor clearly said that if I was still trapped in the book of heaven within three days, he would go into the book of heaven and bring me out. Is it possible that the ancestor of Daoling cheated me? "
"Master Daoling didn't cheat you, but you misunderstood. This is a closed space, but the mural connects with the outside world. As long as you enter the mural, even if there is no entrance or exit, master Daoling can force you out of the outside world. But if you don't enter the mural and stay here all the time, master Daoling won't have a chance to rescue you. "
The middle-aged man said.
"This..."
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly.
That is to say, if you want to go out, you have to enter the murals vertically and horizontally. If you don't enter the murals, you will be trapped here!
"Well, boy, since you really want to learn the magic power of sword, you should be ready for it. What you saw in the book at that moment was just the way sword field was used. It is in the mural that the real way of recording the use of the sword domain supernatural power is recorded. "
The middle-aged man pointed to the huge mural in midair and said without expression.
Shen Lang was shocked all over and said with a heavy face: "can you tell me what is recorded in the mural painting, and why do you make these powerful elders around you so obsessed?"
The middle-aged man sneered: "hum, for the sake of the younger generation, I can tell you. Each monk enters the mural and sees different scenes. There is always a reason to be trapped in it. "
"If you dare to ask me, no friar has ever gone out of the mural?" Shen Lang asked.
"There are rumors, but I'm the last friar of fangcunshan to enter the mural of the sword realm besides you. I don't know whether it's true or not. As for the guys around us, they have lost their mind for a long time, and they can't find out why. "
The middle-aged man shook his head and continued: "generally speaking, no matter what you see or encounter in the mural, the final result is basically death!"
"What?" Shen Lang was surprised.
"Of course, this death is not real death, but death in the mural. In addition, when the friars enter the murals, when the murals show white light, it proves that the friars who enter the murals are ordinary talents; if the murals show purple light, it proves that they are amazing talents; if the murals show gold light, it proves that tomorrow's talents are beyond the reach of the ancient spirit world! " The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
When Shen Lang heard this, he felt strange.
The murals are all white from beginning to end. Are these Mahayana talents still ordinary people?
The waves were astonished. In short, without personal experience, you will not know what is in the mural.
The middle-aged man seems to be a talker. He hasn't spoken to anyone for nearly 20000 years. Now he finally has one to accompany him. The more he talks, the more energetic he is.
"Boy, if you want to enter the mural, I can take you in, but you certainly don't want to leave. That's good. Anyway, I'm short of someone to chat with. It's good for you to stay and chat with me in the future. " The middle-aged man laughs.
"If there is a need, please come to me at that time..." Shen Lang echoed a few words.
In the twinkling of an eye, three days passed.
Zhang Daoling really failed to save himself. Shen Lang's heart sank to the bottom. It seems that what the middle-aged man said is true.
Through these three days of conversation, Shen Lang learned that the middle-aged man's name was Lu Yun. He was a middle-aged Mahayana practitioner and was once a disciple of Zhang Daoling.
Although he is trapped here, Shen Lang can feel it from Lu Yun's talk that he doesn't resent Zhang Daoling and blames his choice for everything.
Three days later, Shen Lang didn't wait to come to Zhang Daoling, but he decided to go into the mural and look for the exit. By the way, let's see what's inside.
Lu Yun said with a smile: "it's not easy to have a guy who can chat. I hope you don't lose your mind so soon."
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"Master, your Shouyuan is still here. You can go out. If I'm saved, how about let Daoling Laozu save you? " The waves said in a deep voice."Well, I stayed here on my own initiative. I don't miss the outside world. If I can't enter the mural world, I'd better die! " Lu Yun's face is heavy.
The waves are a little speechless. Do you want to be poisoned to this point.
When the mural again gushed white light, a monk came out of the painting.
"Now!"
Lu Yun's eyes burst out with light, pulling up Shen Lang, turning his body into a purple lightning, throwing Shen Lang into the mural with the momentum of lightning and thunder.
"Buzz, buzz!"
A large amount of white light is released from the mural, absorbing the waves.
"Whoosh!"The scenes around him changed rapidly, and the waves stepped on the earth. When the scenes around him were clear, he found himself in the sky of an endless sea of blood.
The blood red sea water is rolling endlessly, sending out the breath of terror.
A lot of roaring and killing came into his ears, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.
The smell of killing makes people blood!
"Hiss!"
Shen Lang took a breath of cold air. A large number of monks fought and killed over the sea of blood. The scale was so huge that they could not see the edge at a glance.
He was in the middle of the ancient battlefield.
"Roar!"
A huge roar came, and a five clawed Golden Dragon tore up the space, biting at himself with the force of lightning.
That fierce and fierce breath makes Shen Lang's scalp numb!
When he was about to be killed, Shen Lang's hand moved by himself, waved his sleeve robe, and nine flying swords flew out of front of him, crushing all the space around him. Countless white sharp blades attacked the five clawed Golden Dragon.
The five clawed golden dragon also released dazzling golden light, covering the surrounding space, trying to fight against the spread of the white blade.
The golden space created by the five clawed Golden Dragon is directly smashed. The huge five clawed Golden Dragon is penetrated by a white blade, and its body is crushed into pieces of meat and blood mist. It's terrible.
"This..."
Shen Lang was surprised. Although his "physical body" is not controlled by himself, he can still feel that his physical body at the moment has extremely powerful ability, which makes his blood boil!
This is not the power of the ancient spiritual monks.
Shen Lang tries to control his body by himself, and finds that he can also control this body, as if this is himself. He can freely release the sword field and kill the enemy invisibly.
Moreover, the self incarnation of this friar, the cultivation of powerful heinous.
"Ha ha ha!"
Shen Lang kills wantonly in the battlefield, feeling the pleasure brought by the unparalleled power, and getting lost out of control.
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