readytorunbook Chapter 541
Chapter 541
Chapter 572 The rain is coming, the wind is all over the building!
Northern Wilderness, Jiuxiao Shrine!
Towering mountain peaks, clouds and mist churning, at this moment, in the Chaos Realm, under a peach tree.
Bu Feihua sat crouched on a piece of bluestone, staring at the majestic and magnificent scenery in the distance.
Hua Xiaogu went into a coma and was placed in a coma. As for when she would wake up, no one knew.
Through Liupo Mountain and many quasi-sage battles, Bu Feifei was shocked that there were too few methods he could use.
Confucianism, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and song, each has not yet reached its extreme, and there is still room for development.
Taoism and Zen Buddhism, including monsters, demons, ghosts, etc., their cultivation system has been formed under the unremitting efforts of generations of sages.
As long as you cultivate in this way, you will surely become one of the Sages of the heavens.
Moreover, there are so many magic methods that can be used in the battle, which can be described as all sorts of things.
But Bu Fei’s most important fighting method so far can only use poetry, chess, or piano music as a means.
The Taoist practice is likened to a treasure house. If a Taoist cultivator fights against Confucianism of the same level, there are a hundred weapons available in this treasure house.
In the treasure house of Confucianism, there are only ten weapons available, and this is the most obvious gap.
And the’killing hand chess’ created by Bu Feihua is tantamount to adding a new’weapon’ to the’arsenal’ of Confucianism and Taoism!
Aside from this, Bu Feihua has not yet belonged to its own ‘weapon’!
A high-quality weapon absolutely occupies three to four out of ten, or even more weight, in the enemy.
Fighting at the same level, you take a Houtian Lingbao, and I control a Xiantian Lingbao, I can kill you with one blow.
The heavens of the prehistoric world, Sage, have Xiantian spiritual treasures that are closely related to him.
The Buddha’s mother Zhun mentions Daoist’s Seven Treasure Trees, which are known as everything in the wild world. You can use your Magical Item, your Cultivation Base, and even your three souls and seven souls.
The ten second rank golden lotus of Amitābha, claimed to have the strongest defense in the world, is the best Xiantian Lingbao.
There are also the Four Swords of Zhuxian of Tongtian Sage, with the Zhuxian array, there is no four sages that cannot be broken, and they can slaughter all Celestial Immortals Buddhas.
Taiji Sage daddy’s Taiji pictures are even Xiantian treasures. There are only three Xiantian treasures in the entire 33 days.
Pangu streamers have the power to tear apart the primordial chaos, the power to smash the time and space of the heavens, the power to dominate Wanfa, and the power to open up the world.
This Xiantian treasure can control the power of heaven and earth. It ranks first in Heavenly Dao in the attack and good fortune.
Even Long Qiuxue had forged Xiantian Lingbao from the dragon’s ancestor’s keel early, but Bu Feihua had not belonged to an own weapon so far.
“What kind of Magical Item should I forge?!”
Bu Feifan murmured, very tangled in his heart.
The cultural treasures of Confucianism are generally very simple and very close to life.
Using poetry as a means of attack is nothing more than Four Treasures of the Study pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and using piano music as the basis for killing, then it is impossible to escape from instruments such as qin and guzheng.
For chess and Confucianism, only Othello and Chess can be selected.
These are not what Bu Feihua wanted.
“Hey!”
He sighed and stepped to the side slightly, Long Qiuxue did not know when she came to her side, behind him was the next king of The Netherworld Titu.
At this time, Long Qiuxue and Titu were not wearing masks, and the faces of the two women were stunning and beautiful, but it was a pity that Bu Fei had no intention of admiring them.
“Is it sensed?!”
Bu Feihua looked at Long Qiuxue with a little apologize on his face. This mountain man from Jiuxiao used the dragon’s ancestor keel as the material in the past, forged with the real fire of the sun for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and then poured his heart and blood on the ninety-nine It was only in the year that Xiantian Lingbao Longge was forged.
It’s a pity that in the East China Sea battle, this big killer was brushed by the Qibao Miaoshu and didn’t know where it flew.
Long Qiuxue entered the war for herself, and Long Ge, who was almost half of her life to warm her up, was lost because of her own. This was the biggest knot in Bu Feihua’s heart.
“There is a weak connection, it may no longer be in the land!”
Long Qiuxue’s voice was cold, without the slightest hint of blame.
The prehistoric world has 33 days, and there are many interfaces!
The prehistoric continent in the traditional sense is the world made up of the five great wildernesses. In addition to this world, there are the Netherworld, the Netherworld and so on.
Whereas Bu Extraordinary is, it is just a prehistoric world dominated by human races, the demon world is dominated by demons, and The Netherworld is dominated by ghosts!
If it’s not in the prehistoric world, it’s in other interfaces.
If he can survive the crisis of the great power, Bu Fei must go out and help Long Qiuxue find Long Ge.
“You kid, you can make a lot of noise, you just provoke everything that the Great Master of the Heavens can provoke!”
Tu Tu’s big black eyes stared at Step extraordinary without blinking, and his scalp was tingling when he looked at Step extraordinary.
“It stands to reason that Sage of the heavens will definitely send the strongest quasi-sage at this time to come to seize the power of the prehistoric, why is it unexpectedly quiet?!”
Change the subject in a timely manner.
At present, no less than 100,000 creatures of various races have been surrounded by Jiuxiao Mountain, such as human race, ghost race, monster race, demons, and so on.
It’s a pity that these are creatures below the quasi-sage Realm and pose no threat to the Nine Heavens Palace.
The real bosses are not here yet!
Taoism, Zen Buddhism, this is the great horror that can really razed the Nine Heavens Temple to the ground.
“It’s just the tranquility before the storm!”
Long Qiuxue’s voice was as cold as ever, but it was also full of worry.
At night, in a palace with many Restrictions in Jiuxiao Shrine, Step by step tucked the bedding for the small bones of Hua.
“Xiaogu, take a good night’s sleep, Master will be back soon!”
After touching the smooth and tender cheeks of Hua Xiaogu, he walked out of the palace with extraordinary strides. He was about to leave for a while to retrieve something that belonged to her for Xiaogu.
Long Qiuxue said that Hua Xiaogu may wake up tomorrow, or it could be next year, it could be ten years, or it could be 100,000 years.
There is also such a chance that you won’t be able to wake up in this life.
It was impossible for the Great Master of the Heavens to move out in just a few days. After all, everyone wanted the power of the wild, and Sage of the Heavens was greedy.
In this festival, whoever makes the first bird will go to the underworld Samsara first!
Therefore, it will take a while for Sage to discuss a perfect result.
So Bu Feihua chose to leave the Nine Heavens Shrine. He had two tasks for going down the mountain this time. The first was to rescue a person, and the second was to retrieve the small bones of the birch.
Passing by the main hall of the Jiuxiao Temple, I heard Liu Mengli’s voice at such a great distance.
At this time, Jiuxiao Temple was shrouded in a depressive atmosphere, Liupo Mountain had spread throughout the world long ago, and Bu Feihua returned here with the birch bones called nuclear bombs, which would naturally attract discussion.