As soon as Guihong Realm broke through, Yang Jian seemed to open the door to a new world, he was originally just regarded as a talented and powerful 'good seedling', but he had high hopes but would not put too much expectation on him.

When this Guihong Realm broke through, the Eternal Sage Avenue appeared a long time ago, which suddenly made Yang Jian's 'rising tide lift all boats'.

The reincarnation of a saint is higher than that of a genius monk, and it is natural to make a judgment on which is more important than the other.

First of all, the remnants of the saints in the tomb of the saints were all shocked by Yang Jian, and the remnants wanted to ask only one question, how to make the true spirits of the saints in the spirit cloud return, but they did not get a definite answer in Yang Jian.

Then there was the puppet master who 'survived' from the Taisu era, and he also took the initiative to summon and bring Yang Jian into a magical 'puppet workshop'.

Standing on a floating platform, looking at the puppets below that are constantly moving like ants, and looking at the battle puppets that have been assembled and carved intricately forbidden very quickly, and sent directly outside......

Yang Jian almost has such an absurd illusion that he has entered the modern production workshop of his hometown on the earth.

The old man sat in a rocking chair, groped with his hands to his mouth, took his face apart, removed a piece of his jaw that was so delicate that it made his scalp tingle, and slammed another chin into it.

Soon, the old man's round, silky, magnetic voice sounded: "Sit, don't be restrained. ”

Yang Jian looked down, and just saw that there were some small black particles gathering on the floating platform, gathering into a square stool behind Yang Jian.

Is this a prohibition?

"Thank you. ”

Yang Jian lifted the hem of his robe, sat down decently, and kept looking around.

The old man said: "It's just some strange and obscene skills, which can't be used, and it makes you laugh." ”

"How can it be useless?" Yang Jian sighed, "There is a senior, but he can be the army of a realm." ”

The old man suddenly leaked a stiff smile, "You can speak, but my things are really useless, when a strong enemy comes, the weakest one slaps me, and it ruins my life's hard work." ”

Yang Jian couldn't help but be silent.

"Alas, don't mention much," the old man waved his hand, "if you don't become holy, you're still an ant, and I can't make a saint puppet, and I'm like an ant after all." ”

"The predecessors should not be too demanding of themselves, now it is not as difficult as Taishi and Taiji, and it is difficult to become holy. Yang Jian was so comforted.

The puppet old man smiled and said: "You can call me Master Mo, you don't always have to call me senior, if you are the reincarnation of a saint, you should be an ancient saint before the beginning, I should call you senior." ”

Yang Jian couldn't help but smile a little, the three words 'Mo Fuzi' are really appropriate.

"Mo Lao may tell me more about the big war of the year?"

"It's useless to talk about this, it will only make your Dao heart unstable," Mo Fuzi shook his head and refused, "You just need to go down step by step, and you can impact the realm of the Supreme Saint without distractions." Only by taking that step will you have a real chance to live. ”

Mo Fuzi sighed faintly, "When the Taisu era ended, we pinned our last hope on Pangu, but unfortunately Pangu was half a step behind in the end, and he was still defeated by the other party. Fortunately, Pangu left a spark, and although you are far from the Taisu era now, at least your hope is not broken. ”

These words are really a bit merciless......

However, what Mo Fuzi said was also the truth, Yang Jian already knew it, and he couldn't refute anything.

"How did Mo Lao make a quasi-saint realm puppet?" Yang Jian asked, "Looking at the strength of the fourteen seniors, I'm afraid that even a meritorious saint can also fight." ”

"Well, you don't want to know how to make the three of them," Master Mo sighed silently, saying that he didn't want to say it, but he said slowly.

"Fourteen was originally my daughter, but when she cultivated to the quasi-holy realm and was killed by those strong enemies, I changed her real body into a puppet, and intercepted most of the avenue that was about to collapse after the fall of a saint, and carved it into her body with a prohibition. That's why she has such strength. ”

"The other two, the puppet six were originally the work of my teacher, and I also carved them into half of the Sage Avenue. Puppet Thirty-Six is my last work, and I used seven or eight saint avenues on him, but unfortunately, I only created a four-way street. ”

There was a deep sense of regret in Mo Fuzi's words, but Yang Jian didn't hear half of the grief.

This is a master who is obsessed with the way of puppets to the point that he doesn't recognize his six relatives, and Yang Jian can't comment on anything, he just feels a little helpless.

For the first time, Mo Fuzi's godless eyes showed light, and he was saying this: "At that time, there were constantly saints falling, and the saint path was adopted by me, but unfortunately, there were too few top treasures, and in the end, only the three of them appeared." ”

Let's find another topic.

"Mo Lao, the younger generation has always wanted to know how those strong enemies retreated. ”

"I only know that they killed all the creatures in the Taisu Realm, and then they went to hunt down Pangu who broke through," Mo Fuzi shook his head and said, "Actually, only one of the strongest people showed up when they destroyed the powerful enemy of the Taisu Realm. As far as I know, when Taiji is destroyed, there are six supreme beings who appear, and when Taiji is destroyed, there are nine supreme beings who breathe. ”

Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

Mo Fuzi said expressionlessly: "The living spirit world is a generation after generation, and these powerful enemies have come and gone without a trace, and they are likely to come out of some invisible realm. We weren't treated as enemies by them, they just crushed us like ants. ”

"Otherwise, do you think Pangu, a figure who is half a step away from reaching the supreme, can be killed in the hands of these guys?"

"It's like this," Yang Jian suddenly felt a headache.

"Don't think about it too much, what should come will always come, and you can't hide if you want to," Mo Fuzi tapped his finger a few times, and the floating platform slowly fluttered, and there were also a few cabinets floating slowly in the distance.

Mo Fuzi said: "You can practice with peace of mind, you don't have to worry about anything else, the sky will fall after all, worrying about this and that every day is just disturbing your state of mind." ”

Xie Mo woke up. ”

"Give you some benefits, you hurry up and practice," Mo Fuzi said very plainly, and your cabinets slowly unfolded, and there were rows of blades inside.

"Some of them were blades I forged, and some of them I picked up after Taisu was destroyed. Take it, you should be able to use it. ”

"Thank you, seniors. ”

Yang Jian didn't twist anything, he really needed these divine weapons, and as far as the eye could see, all the innate spirit treasures were mainly blades.

The high-end combat power of the Black Spirit Country is estimated to be able to be improved.

Putting several large cabinets into the Xuan Turtle Belt, Yang Jian was just about to say thank you, but Mo Fuzi stood in the corner of the floating platform, tilting his head and staring at the constantly rotating wooden gears in the distance, as if he was asleep.

"Mo Lao, senior?"

"There's something for you," said the old man, summoning another cupboard, from which floated out a long black robe.

The black lines that shimmer with metallic texture seem to be mixed with gold, silver, and jade lines.

"If you encounter any danger, you have to survive first, Pangu didn't succeed in the end, that is, he couldn't hide before Taisu was dying, and he took the initiative to jump out," the old man said faintly, "If you want to win those beings who climbed to the highest point a long time ago, you have to do something that very human can do." ”

Yang Jian frowned, although he couldn't agree with the old man's words, he didn't say anything.

Individuals have their own ideas, and even if they don't agree with them, they should respect them.

Taking the black robe, Yang Jian made a gesture: "Thank you for the treasure from your predecessors." ”

"Let me think about it, what else is there for you. ”

Mo Fuzi tilted his head and thought for a while, then summoned another cabinet and took a shuttle out of it.

"Every time I see you go in and out of Xuandu City, you can't move in the sea of chaos without sanctification," Mo Fuzi said, "This is the only treasure, it is made of thirty-six leftovers, and there is a small section of the saint's avenue pressed inside, and you can go to the wilderness from here, and you can reach it in three hours." ”

Yang Jian was taken aback.

Mo Fuzi turned his head to admire Yang Jian's surprised expression, and there was a little smugness in his godless eyes, but he didn't say much.

The shuttle was in Yang Jian's hands, and Yang Jian grabbed it at that time.

Mo Fuzi called him purely to give him some benefits, so that he could continue to work hard, climb the peak, and become the future support of the living beings.

Yang Jian did not refuse in a pretentious manner, and after thanking the old man, he was 'driven out' by the old man.

"Let's go, I don't have anything more for you, don't die too early, it's better to be a coward than to die early. ”

Yang Jian smiled bitterly, he really didn't know how to respond.

Flying outside the Xuandu City, Yang Jian took the palm-sized shuttle in his hand and played with it, and his fingers touched the ring at the tip of the shuttle, the shuttle trembled slightly, and a little rhyme overflowed everywhere.

Qiankun Avenue?

Before Yang Jian could react, the shuttle flew out of his hand, as if it was slowly flying out of an invisible pocket, slowly expanding, and turning into a ten-zhang size in the blink of an eye...... Shuttle.

The Divine Consciousness tried to look inside the shuttle, but all it felt was an endless wall in front of it, completely cut off.

The point is that this shuttle has no portal, unlike Ao Xinke's Dragon Secret Treasure War Boat, which has a door to enter.

Taking a step forward, Yang Jian walked into the shuttle without hindrance, looking at the bare four walls.

There was a sand table in the center, Yang Jian walked to the sand table, the sand table trembled slightly, and a gray fog appeared.

Chaos?

Yang Jian's heart was a little dumbfounded, and he remembered what the saint remnant had said before, and they also seemed to reveal a fact that the Flood Desolation Cultivator did not know.

Chaos has boundaries.

There was a faint light flickering in the fog, and Yang Jian looked at it, and the fog suddenly 'stretched', like a three-dimensional map that could be zoomed in and out in Yang Jian's memory.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian saw that the flickering point of light was the shuttle itself, saw the miniature of Xuandu City behind the shuttle, and saw the Black Spirit Country that was slowly approaching Xuandu City 'a few feet' away.

Raising his head suddenly, Yang Jian's eyes were only shocked.

The fog filled the inside of the shuttle, with the shuttle as the center, spreading far away, and the situation in the chaotic sea could be faintly seen.

I can't count how many countries there are, and I can't count how far away, but Yang Jian knows......

He really got the treasure this time.

As soon as his mind moved, Yang Jian's finger pointed near the Black Spirit Country, and he could see the light spots in the 'fog map' trembling slightly, and then slid 'slowly' towards the place Yang Jian was pointing.

And Yang Jian also felt a slight tearing sensation, looking up, the divine consciousness could spread outward, and the Xuandu City disappeared at the edge of the divine consciousness at an extremely fast speed.

A moment later, Yang Jian walked out of the shuttle and looked at the Black Spirit Kingdom that was slowly flying in front of him, and suddenly scratched his head.

Mofuzi ......

God. 2k reading web