Chapter 904

At this moment, Liu Zhongyi was like a God.

The singing at this time also recalls the scene of Liu Zhongyi's appearance before.

Have to say.

At this time, Liu Zhongyi was stronger than the immortal he had seen in the ghost sect before.

Yes, of course.

The main reason is that the immortal is only a remnant of immortal bones, not his fighting power.

"Confucian sage..." singing and whispering.

I heard from them before that Confucian saints can almost be compared with heaven and man among immortals.

If you can have the strength of heaven and man, can you raise your hand and destroy the so-called cave heaven and blessed land?

Unfortunately, he doesn't have this strength yet.

Moreover, for many years, Gaoge has never heard of the emergence of heaven and man. It can be seen that it is almost impossible for an immortal to cultivate to that realm. In the records of the immortal world, the last heaven and man in China, or the founder of Wudang, has never appeared since that time.

On the one hand, it is because of the lack of aura, on the other hand, it is also because the inheritance of the immortal world is gradually broken, and more mysterious cultivation methods have disappeared.

Under such circumstances, the difficulty of cultivation has also increased a lot.

But.

For singing, this is not unattainable.

Close your eyes and feel the star tree in your body.

Mingming has occupied the world, something that ordinary immortals don't have.

Why not grow up?

He clenched his fist and loosened it slowly.

Perhaps, he is an alien in this world.

Still, why not be more crazy.

Let those immortals who don't take themselves seriously regard themselves as gods?

……

Jiuyang sect.

Liu Zhongyi's literary spirit has disappeared.

He turned and left slowly.

Even so, the leader of Jiuyang sect didn't dare to catch up.

Look at that light mask.

At this time, it is full of holes and cracks. It looks like

A huge spider web.

After taking a deep breath, he sat down slowly, closed his eyes and felt the aura in his body.

Like Liu Zhongyi.

At this time, his aura had been completely exhausted.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation since he entered the ancient martial arts realm.

It is hard to imagine that there are such powerful immortals in this world.

Even if the Dragon King of the Dragon Pavilion comes to the Jiuyang sect, with the Jiuyang sect array, the other party may not be able to force himself to this point, right?

What's more terrible is.

He was surprised to find that his accomplishments had fallen from the ancient martial arts realm to the great master realm.

It's the same as Wu's broken mountain.

Just a little better.

In the later period of the great master.

"Give me another five years, and I can enter the ancient martial realm." Lu Chen sneered and said, "when that time comes, your student will die miserably."

Although it took him nearly 20 years to enter the ancient martial arts realm from the great master realm.

But now it's different.

On the one hand, it is because of the recovery of Reiki, on the other hand, it is because he once entered the ancient martial realm.

Like a bankrupt boss.

His entrepreneurial experience and contacts are still there.

It's easier than ordinary people to get back to the top. I don't know how much.

Moreover, he knows more than other immortals.

This is his advantage and his confidence.

Originally, he didn't feel any deep hatred between himself and singing.

But it's different now.

Liu Zhongyi's appearance made him fall from the ancient martial arts realm to the great master realm.

And because of Liu Zhongyi and Gao Ge.

Hundreds of his disciples of Jiuyang sect died.

The Dharma guardians of the two great masters are dead.

Four envoys of the grand master realm also died.

And the array of Jiuyang sect was destroyed.

Today's Jiuyang sect is no longer a blessing in heaven, even worse than some first-class sects.

Therefore, for the time being, he can only choose to pick up his tail and be a man.

……

Liu Zhongyi's speed is not very fast.

He walked for almost ten minutes before he stopped.

"You have followed me since I went to the poison sect. Since you are not the enemy, why follow me?" Liu Zhongyi asked.

A white haired old man came slowly. He drank wine with a wine gourd in his hand and smiled.

"You're wrong to say that. It's a villain's behavior to follow. I'm just curious about how powerful the Confucian saints in your world are. It seems pretty good now, eh... It should be similar to me."

"You?" Liu Zhongyi frowned. "To be honest, I don't think you have the realm of heaven and man."

"Ha ha, guess who I am?" Asked the old man.

Liu Zhongyi shook his head.

The other party's cultivation is very profound.

Even

It may be higher than the Dragon King.

But what he didn't understand was that he had never seen each other and never heard his teacher mention it.

It is reasonable to say that China has such a master that the whole world should know.

"There are nine levels in the realm of heaven and man. Your previous strength should be regarded as the triple level of the realm of heaven and man. Well... There can't be more. If it's a saint, it must be different from you." The other party narrowed his eyes and looked like he was drunk. "In fact, I don't know what kind of cultivation I am. I always feel that I should be the Ninth level of heaven and man, but unfortunately, I only have the late peak of the vast realm, and I haven't even stepped into the realm of heaven and man."

Liu Zhongyi frowned.

"You keep saying, our world, aren't you?"

"Me?" The old man touched his nose and hung the wine pot around his waist. "Do you think you people are just a dream of mine? You don't exist, just constructed in my dream?"

Liu Zhongyi was a little confused.

This old guy

Is he a fool?

So self?

The whole world revolves around you?

"In fact, I don't know. Even for 300 years, I have forgotten who I am. I always feel that I don't fit in with the world. Your courage is broken, right?"

The other party's topic suddenly jumped, and Liu Zhongyi was messy.

Can't keep up with each other's rhythm!

"Come with me. I'll help you recover your courage. After all, you've got the power of saints. Even if you don't have it now, it's not impossible for you to really become a Confucian saint." The bad old man said, "when you really become a Confucian saint, you have to do me a favor."

"Become a Confucian Saint... I don't have many years to live."

"I can help you practice."

"How long will it take?"

"Well... Maybe a hundred years, maybe two hundred years."

"..." Liu Zhongyi was all numb. "Are you waiting?"

"I've been waiting for three hundred years. What's one or two hundred years? Besides, I may not use you. After all, there are two better choices, no, three... Ha ha, let's go."

"Ask you again, who are you?"

"Me? Um... Here, my name is Shenyou immortal." The old man smacked his mouth and tasted the wine residue between his teeth.