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Chapter 185 Zongmen (1)

The outside world is wonderful, and the inside world is also wonderful.

In the Seven Mirror City, there is now a region of thousands of miles in diameter. However, it is a huge water slum with a diameter of thousands of miles, like a vast ocean, covered with sticky mist like silk cotton, covering hundreds of islands of all sizes. On these islands are the figures outside the "Shui Real Person" who captured from the real world.

The island is like stars, plus the tide in the lake water, the strong wind on the lake surface isolates the viscous mist from all sides like a maze wall, forming a large array of self-contained heaven and earth, dividing this world into small pieces that are independent of each other and occasionally connected together. Suddenly, a red tornado will stretch out from the sky, inserted into the lake surface, and rolling up the waves. When it disappears, a small island will suddenly appear at that location and merge into the formation. A huge blood-red monument as high as three meters will appear on the island, leaving thousands of martial arts words.

At the same time as the island, there are mortals with different numbers. Occasionally, monsters and fairies will be brought in, even zombies, ghosts, resentful spirits, wild beasts, and aliens. They fall on the island and feel sad, but they will always fall a golden armored puppet from the sky and guide them to settle down. Those mortals will get all kinds of tools to start their lives again, build new houses, open up new farmlands, and build a rural manor similar to the past. They are the most urgently needed food, and can also catch fish and shrimps from the lake to solve the problem. And those aliens will also lead them to the daily life they should live the most.

Therefore, the zombies got a dark and humid island. The island was full of ancient and vicissitudes of life, covering the sun. Under the tree were all the monks killed by the "Shui Zhenren" since they headed north. The martial arts words on the blood monument were called "Yanyue Crude Qi Method" and were also one of the thirty-three paths of Baiyun Temple.

The others also obtained their favorite residence, the most comfortable environment, the most needed special aura, and the most suitable exercises for the road, as they were as confused as Chen Guanshui, who was sitting in the center of the Seven Mirrors. So even if there was a little chaos, these plundered mortals and the rough and powerful aliens naturally obeyed their destiny and practiced on those islands with peace of mind.

As for the source of chaos, those cultivators who were captured by the "Shuishi Zhenren" have already possessed power and experienced the beauty of this power, enjoyed the power coexisted by this power, especially the privileges that surpassed the superior. For example, killing mortals at will without worrying about being judged, and not being executed. They only need to put the shallowest layer of mercy on their faces, and don't even need to cry. They stand in front of the graves of the dead for a moment and leave behind the "life-deserving money" of one hundred silver per life that should be compensated, and then

You can walk freely. For example, you can trample on the dignity, honor and disgrace of mortals at will, but you don’t have to feel guilty in your heart. You can break into someone else’s wedding at will, replace the mortals as a groom, and enjoy a night and refuse your courtship for another fairy. Or you can open a court at will, regardless of the human relationships, rules, or the twists and turns of the parties involved. You can directly determine yin and yang according to your own preferences or the stories of the seniors you see in Taoist books, and you will determine yin and yang, and a red pen determines life and death, and a red line connects marriage.

These sources of chaos were naturally treated particularly by Chen Guanshui.

In the center of the Seven Mirror City is a seven-story cloud city that is straight upward. Those monks are now in the Cloud City at the bottom. To be precise, they are studying hard in the academy outside the gate of this Cloud City, thinking about how to deal with the exam, thinking about standing among the small group of people in the front after the next monthly exam, standing on the cloud ladder to the upper level of the Cloud City, and accepting the worship of these people around them now.

Many of them knew from the golden armored puppet that they had been selected as an apprentice outside the door by Baiyun Temple. As long as they could meet the requirements of Baiyun Temple to recruit external disciples within the twelve monthly exams, they could step onto the second level of Yuncheng and participate in the external door exam that actually joined the door. As Chen Guanshui expected, most of the boys had an emotion that was very difficult to distinguish, mixed with ambition, desire, **, and ambition, like fire, it burned out the original horror and shock, and even slightly extinguished the young people's longing for their parents and families. In other words, some young girls spent many days like crazy, and did not start to explode until they were forced into a desperate situation.

The thirty-three huge apricot yellow stone tablet stands at the center of the first floor of Yuncheng. The thirty-three sects have the method of refining qi from the beginning of understanding the heaven and earth and until the foundation-building practice becomes the end. The thirty-three vermilion halls outside the thirty-three vermilion halls store countless techniques, magic, and more externally derived elixirs, tools, arrays, and talismans rooted in the fundamental qi method.

It can be said that as long as you have the intention, you can step into the sky step by step.

But first of all, you cannot die on the road.

Just like Chen Guanshui's usual bad taste, in every monthly exam, the three percent of the students at the end, no matter how noble he was, no matter how beautiful she was, and no matter how outstanding their spiritual roots and noble bloodlines were, they would all be thrown into a monster's mouth that opened in the sky and became the "food" of an unknown monster.

This is just the third monthly exam, and the apprentices outside the gate in Yuncheng, which have already learned a lot of rules.

And those foundation-building cultivators, golden elixir cultivators, or those Qi Refining cultivators who have reached the end of their own qualifications and have no choice but to go, simply cut off their heads by the Qianzhu God Lord Yuan Xuzi, extracted their souls, and then conditioned them to make them into puppet Yuan Ling. Today, there are already thirty-four battle spirit puppets in the Golden elixir realm and one hundred and seventy-seven magic spirit puppets in the Foundation-building realm. As for the puppets in the Qi Refining realm, there are thousands.

It was also with these puppets that Chen Guanshui suppressed the entire Seven Mirror City and controlled the entire situation in his heart. Just like observing his own palm lines, Chen Guanshui carefully sat in the hall in the center of the seventh floor of the cloud city every day, immersed in boundless thoughts for every possible problem, and outlined what he really wanted through the endless Taoist books, and then handed it to the puppets below to make everything in this world.

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At this time, in the outside world, the war was in full swing.

On the top of Zhongshan, it is said that 70,000 years ago, the origin of the Gui Bianquan Immortal rings the third heaven and earth clock. Eighteen white bone gods and demons surrounded the bright light ball in the center and fought into a ball. Countless magic spells were waved and displayed at will; countless colored meteors hung over the sky and fell on the earth. The sky was full of hurricanes, and only violent was left in the spiritual energy. Countless bone beasts were summoned by those white bone gods and demons from unknown spaces, forming a mysterious and strange magic array, which shook the deepest misery and grace of souls with waves, and blasted towards the bright light ball in the center.

Outside the battle situation, four souls were surrounded inexplicably. Chen Guanshui searched all the Taoist books, searched Luofu's information, and searched all the secret records of Wuyan Sect but could not find the souls from which they could not find the souls from. They just stood firmly in the wind, and a heart-wrenching pain had already arrived in the City of Seven Mirrors, and penetrated directly into the heart of Chen Guanshui, the person in the main formation.

But until the eighteen white bone gods and demons cast all the magic spells, smashed several light spots in the bright ball of light into pieces, snatched dozens of light balls, cut off the patterns of several formations, and even revealed the eighteen magic weapons at the core of the Thousand-One Illusion Demon Realm, Chen Guanshui waited for the counterattack of the three soul real people who had been hiding in unknown places.

Feelings, all the battles just now are just a combination of seven magic weapons and spirits from the City of Seven Mirrors. Although they cannot attack, the crazy attack of the Yuanshen Real Person who has become famous for tens of thousands of years can already show that the current model still has the potential to continue.

So, Chen Guanshui saw a finger sticking into the inexplicable void, and gently flicked it on his heartstrings, and then he felt inexplicably hated.

When I saw a finger that also reached into the void, this time I turned my hand and pushed the five elements within a thousand miles of this place. In the reverse, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

At the end, an inexplicable bell rang, and went silently, but instantly killed the eighteen white bone gods and demons and defeated the four unknown souls.
Chapter completed!
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