Wu Mingkong, who was surrounded by the jade sword wings, did not resist, but was thinking about one thing, that is, why could he take down the cause and effect thing.

Special physique?

How is this possible? He still doesn't know what his own constitution looks like. He has already solved it myself many times.

As for the destiny of that Tianjuan and the God of Zhenshi, Wu Mingkong also suspected it, but from the description, it is likely that it was not the reason for these two skills.

It is more likely that these two skills and Wu Mingkong's Yin and Yang bodies are superimposed together. Because the two skills belong to the dungeon system, they are even more illusory than their previous luck. Wu Mingkong still does not know the operating principle of these skills, so he has seen the source of spiritual energy in the Nine Breaths of Conquest. Other Wu Mingkong knows nothing, and even the same is true for the Heizi.

Therefore, although Wu Mingkong still uses the copy system, he rarely actively tries his skills. After all, he doesn’t know the principle of this thing. Wu Mingkong always wants to understand the operating principle of this thing.

But even Wu Mingkong is still unable to see any clues in the dungeon system. Wu Mingkong has used this more boldly. He can't shake it anyway. It's better to continue to use the dungeon system to become stronger. The most difficult thing is to die or become a puppet. What else can he do?

Deng Ye took Wu Mingkong to fly very quickly. According to Wu Mingkong's calculations, it took about a cup of tea to cross nearly ten thousand miles.

After a sensation, it seemed that he had reached the Taixu Sect.

"Where are junior sisters going?" Wu Mingkong heard Deng Ye's greetings in the jade sword wings.

"I'm going to practice, but my senior brother is going to find my master?" Xie Yun happened to come out from the place where Master Changxu was.

Deng Ye nodded: "That's right, my master had calculated that my junior brother had been robbed and sent me to rescue him. Now he should be returning together."

It sounded nothing wrong with this, but Xie Yun frowned. Thinking about the fact that when she and Deng Ye worshipped into Taixu Mountain, they went through various tests and then they worshipped under the disciple of Changxu Zhenren. What is this so-called junior brother?

Even if I have been practicing Taoism for three hundred years, I can't help feeling a little unhappy. As the saying goes, I don't worry about being weak but not being equal.

"It's a coincidence that there was something wrong with the blood pool. Master just went to the blood pool to check the situation. It's better to do this. Senior brother, what else can you do to go by yourself? This junior brother can be taken care of by my junior sister." Xie Yun couldn't help but suddenly wanted to teach this new junior brother a lesson, just treat it as an introductory trial to become a disciple.

"Junior sister's words are serious. Senior brother, I still have free time. Senior sister has already transformed into a god half step, and she is still concentrating on practicing and breaking through the gods. You and I will combine the swords as soon as possible." Deng Ye directly refused.

Xie Yun was disgusted with the senior executives of the Taixu Sect who wanted to make her and Deng Ye together, but Deng Ye was completely opposite to Xie Yun. He liked Xie Yun very much. Because there were various hints from the senior executives of the Taixu Sect, ordinary male disciples would not go to look for Xie Yun, which gave Deng Ye the opportunity to show his gratitude.

Seeing that the disgust is almost gone, as long as you overcome the psychological barrier, you can achieve the right result. How could you hand over the man Wu Mingkong to Xie Yun? Isn’t this a mess?

Xie Yun, who had just been hinted by the real person Changfeng, heard Deng Ye's last pair of swords, and his anger suddenly rose, becoming more and more unbalanced.

Why do you all ask me so much? Why do I have to be destined to be in harmony with your two swords?

"Senior Brother, you don't care. Junior Sister, I just want to help you. Why do you mock me for being half a step behind my cultivation level?" Xie Yun finished speaking, leaving without looking back.

Deng Ye was confused, what's wrong?

Why are she still angry when she persuaded her to practice? Could it be that there was something wrong with her tone just now?

Wu Mingkong, who was wrapped in jade sword wings, also heard this and found it very interesting, and then it disappeared.

What does this have to do with him?

But Deng Ye was so excited that he felt uncomfortable by Xie Yun. His past attentiveness seemed to be wasted.

Then he threw Wu Mingkong directly at the door of Qingming Pavilion and said in a stiff tone: "Look at the book inside by yourself, and I will deal with you separately when the master comes back."

Wu Mingkong was thrown out like this, what's wrong with you on his face?

The most important thing is that you let me, a blind man, read books alone, then...

I really read it all, it was what you said anyway.

Wu Mingkong didn't care about the two quarrels, and happily rode the black man to Qingming Pavilion. The disciples guarding the gate outside did not dare to stop him. After all, they also saw the scene just now. How dare they stop him by Deng Ye, the eldest disciple of the head teacher Changxu Zhenren? Moreover, it also involved Changxu Zhenren, which was naturally carried by Deng Ye alone afterwards.

The disciples guarding the gate did not stop them, and Wu Mingkong was not stupid enough to make things difficult for them. He even asked him a good question when he passed by.

He looked up at the plaque of Qingming Pavilion. The words were written very sloppy, but he could tell the word Qingming. Anyway, Wu Mingkong could not appreciate calligraphy, so in his eyes, the calligraphy was just a trace of ink on paper.

But Wu Mingkong, the sword intent contained in the word Qingming, sensed it, and he didn't know what it was.

"This copy seems to be a great success in Jiandao?" Wu Mingkong thought, pushed open the door of Qingming Pavilion and saved a file.

It is common sense to change the map and archive it.

As soon as you see, you will see the long swords flying all over the sky. These long swords are like flowing light and like the sun.

"Who promised to let me read the book? Why are they all flying swords? Do you look down on me like someone who can't use weapons?"

Wu Mingkong complained for a moment, grabbed it with a quick grasp, and directly grabbed a small wooden sword.

As the wooden sword melted into Wu Mingkong's hand, a martial art appeared in his mind, and before he could react, he was thrown out of Qingming Pavilion.

“???”

Didn’t I read a book? Why was I kicked out?

Do you look down on me without using a sword?

Wu Mingkong went to the paper directly and returned to Qingming Pavilion. This time, Wu Mingkong directly eliminated the wooden sword contained in it and replaced it with a long sword that looked like a long river.

The long river also melted in Wu Ming's empty hand. After an exercise in his mind, he was kicked out of Qingming Pavilion.

"One person can only be chosen once?" Wu Mingkong then realized, and no one explained it to him. It seemed that if he wanted to empty the Qingming Pavilion, he would have to read it a few more times.

However, Wu Mingkong didn't care, and he was just a little bit about such things.

In order to become stronger, he can do anything, but just read the file a few times, which is not a big deal.
Chapter completed!