Fantasy Realization System

"This is the Lingyin Gate?"

Zhou Ming touched his chin, as if thinking about something, and ignored the woman in white.

Seeing Zhou Ming's indifferent expression, ignoring herself, the white-clothed woman was furious, her hand burst into anger, and the long sword buzzed, and two sword lights shot from the tip of the sword and hit Zhou Ming's chest.

A faint golden light appeared on Zhou Ming's body, and the two sword lights were absorbed by his Jin Geng body. If he is not strong enough, he might have been killed by this woman's long sword just now. He raised his eyes and looked at the white-clothed woman, with a slight expression on his face, and said indifferently, "This is the way your Lingyinmen treat guests?"

The white-clothed woman was stared at by Zhou Ming's dark and deep eyes, and her body trembled involuntarily. A coldness from the soul made her fall into instinctive fear. This person is so hostile!

The woman wanted to pull out her long sword, but found that Zhou Ming's **** were like vise. No matter how hard she was, they were clamped tightly by those two fingers.

"Purple Mirror, don't be rude!"

An old man with white beard and hair suddenly flew over and patted the wrist of the woman in white. The woman in white let out a cry of pain and hurriedly let go.

"master……"

Zi Jing held his wrist very aggrievedly, his eyes flushed.

Zhou Ming held the long sword and threw it aside. With a twist, the long sword was inserted more than three feet deep into the ground, leaving only one hilt exposed. He looked at the pair of masters and disciples coldly, and said, "You just watched from the side, why didn't you stop her?"

When the old man heard this, not only was he not angry, but he smiled: "Since you can come to Yuanxu by yourself, you must have accomplished something. The reason why the old man didn't stop Zijing is to try your depth. . I didn't expect that you could really come into Yuan Xu."

"Where is Lin Xiaowu?"

The moment the old man appeared, Zhou Ming confirmed his identity. He was the black-robed man who took Lin Xiaowu away, because the breath of the black-robed man was exactly the same as the old man.

Master knows this guy? Zi Jing rubbed his wrists and looked at them suspiciously.

"Then little girl Lin, you can rest assured, she is now the treasure in the palm of the junior sister and she is so painful."

As far as the old man is holding his hands, his eyes are full of love.

Zhou Ming glanced at the old man and said flatly: "Okay, I believe you."

At this moment, the purple mirror on the side couldn't stand it anymore, she opened her eyes dissatisfiedly, and said: "Master is the Great Elder Lingyinmen, your attitude is really rude."

Although Zi Jing didn't know what the relationship between Zhou Ming and her master was, as far as she was concerned, the master was the person she respected the most. Zhou Ming had always put on a warm ice face, which seemed to her to be disrespectful to her master.

"Can I meet Lin Xiaowu?"

Zhou Ming didn't even have any interest in talking to Zi Jing. He just wanted to confirm Lin Xiaowu's situation. After all, he still had a trace of concern for that lively little girl.

"Of course, it's not a big deal."

The old man stroked the soft white beard and smiled heartily.

Zhou Ming clasped his fists, trying to make his voice less rigid, "Thank you."

The old man waved his hand, "It's okay. Zijing, you go to practice first, I have something to discuss with this little friend."

As he said, he waved to the hilt on the ground, and the long sword "cang" through the soil and flew in front of Zi Jing.

"Yes."

Zi Jing caught the long sword, gave the old man a fist, gave Zhou Ming a fierce look, and ran into the woods behind him angrily.

"Let the little friend laugh."

The old man walked to Zhou Ming and said gently: "The old man's surname is Fang, and his name is Xuequan. The stubborn Zi Jing also ran into the little friend accidentally, and I hope the little friend will not mind."

"Zhou Ming."

Zhou Ming shook his head and gave a brief introduction. This can be regarded as a misunderstanding. After all, he broke into other people's territory first. Although he didn't like Zi Jing's savage character, he would not take it to his heart.

After experiencing so much right and wrong, his xinxing is no longer what it used to be. Now he has added some vicissitudes and lost his immaturity.

Following Fang Xuequan's footsteps, Zhou Ming crossed the river and came to the winding path between the two mountains.

Fang Xuequan thought that Zhou Ming entered Yuanxu for the first time, and he would definitely have many questions. But along the way, Zhou Ming never took the initiative to speak out except for the few words before.

Zhou Ming had no doubts, but Fang Xuequan’s problems had piled up. He would never have thought that he had a whim, left the entry order to Zhou Ming, and casually made a promise, which actually led people to Yuanxu.

Fang Xuequan wondered, how did Zhou Ming survive? What is even more frightening is that he has now come to Yuanxu through the spatial channel. Could it be that he has awakened the spatial attributes?

When Fang Xuequan wanted to take a trip to the Heavenly Origin World, he relied on his tyrannical cultivation base and countless defensive spirit weapons to be able to run back and forth, but the cultivators with spatial attributes are different. Those with spatial attributes can Master the laws of space, can perceive the crisis in the space channel in advance, and avoid it in time.

Zhou Ming keenly caught the doubts in Fang Xuequan's eyes, and he now somewhat understood what Fang Xuequan was thinking. He had been dead for a lifetime in the space channel before. Without the help of the system, he would probably die here on the way to Yuanxu.

Fang Xuequan must now doubt whether he has awakened the spatial attributes. Zhou Ming didn't want to reveal his trump card. Fantasy reality is his biggest secret. When it is not necessary, he can only hide his own power against the sky. Maintaining a sense of mystery in front of people can protect oneself in this strange land.

Passing through two big mountains, a mirror-like lake appeared in front of Fang Xuequan and Zhou Ming. The lake was surrounded by mountains and surrounded by lush spiritual plants.

A Chen Puzhu bridge is built on the lake. There are two small wooden houses on the opposite side of the lake. A girl in white clothes dances with a sword in the open space in front of the wooden house.

With the girl's sword power, a layer of ice blossoms condensed in the air, and the ice blossoms spread towards the lake, turning into a beautiful picture.

Seeing the **** the opposite side, Zhou Ming smiled happily, and the irritability in his heart could not help but settle down. This place outside of the world is really quiet.

When he arrived at the Lingyin Gate, Zhou Ming never thought of finding Fang Xuequan to fulfill the great opportunity he said. The coincidence meeting was also unexpected. At this moment, he actually felt a little ridiculous. He originally planned to go straight to the Shadow Gate. Kill the remaining nine leaders directly to complete the main task of the system.

But after entering Yuanxu, there was a slight slack in his heart. He was a little tired of this life of fighting and killing. He had lost a lot of it, and the magical nature buried in his heart did not know when it would burst out.

Shen Yue's memory made him understand the difference between the two schools in Yuanxu, the Lingyin Gate is good, and the Shadow Gate is evil. In the Lingyin Gate, they are mostly for spiritual cultivation. They cultivate hard and purely for the purpose of nurturing themselves and understanding the nature of the world. The spiritual practice in the shadow gate is evil spiritual practice. To be precise, they cannot call it spiritual practice, because what they cultivate is desire, a lawless dark desire.

Zhou Ming suppressed the chaos in his heart and set foot on the bamboo bridge over the lake with Fang Xuequan.

Walking on the bamboo bridge, Zhou Ming felt a sense of coolness surrounding his side. The coolness passed through his skin, moisturizing his muscles and bones, indescribably comfortable and comfortable. This cool feeling lasted until he walked off the bamboo bridge.

"Xiao Wu, long time no see."

Zhou Ming stood on the slightly moist ground, looking at the girl immersed in the sword dance tenderly.

Hearing this voice, Lin Xiaowu was shocked. She put away the long sword, looking at the bridge, she was stunned.

"Zhou... Brother Zhou Ming! You are Brother Zhou Ming!"

Lin Xiaowu's eyes were moist, and the long sword in her hand fell quietly, stepping lightly across the moist mud of the lake, and threw herself into the arms of the young man, tears slipping down the corner of her eyes unconsciously.

"it's me."

Zhou Ming touched Lin Xiaowu's hair, feeling a little sad for some reason.

"Brother Zhou Ming, are you here to take me away? I want to go back to Tianyuan, I want to go back with you."

Lin Xiaowu raised Pear Flower's pretty face with rain, sobbing in her voice.

"Well, I will take you back."

Zhou Ming felt very uncomfortable. He could see that Lin Xiaowu did not live very happily here. Yuanxu may be a good place for some cultivators, but it is not suitable for everyone, like Lin Xiaowu. Such a lively girl does not know how long her emotions have been suppressed.

"You can't take her away."

A cold-faced woman walked out of the wooden house on the right. She was dressed in a lavender overcoat, and her long hair was set up with a carved hosta, and she was graceful and luxurious.

This woman has a plump body. If she hides that iceberg-like face, she will definitely be a charming stunner. However, this iceberg face destroys the overall harmony. However, this combination of cool appearance and full body is also a peerless beauty.

The woman who came out was Fang Xuequan's junior, the second elder of Lingyinmen, Liu Moyan.

Ever since Fang Xuequan brought Lin Xiaowu back to Lingyin’s gate, Liu Moyan had a preference for this little girl. She not only guided Lin Xiaowu on the road of cultivation, but also took care of her daily life. Wu is treated as a daughter.

Now someone is coming to **** her baby "daughter", how could her Liu Moyan agree?

Zhou Ming's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Liu Moyan coming towards him, murderous, constantly breeding.

"Junior Sister."

Fang Xuequan didn't expect that bringing Zhou Ming over would lead to such a situation. He saw Lin Xiaowu's life in Lingyin Gate usually happily, but he didn't want to. When she saw Zhou Ming, she became what she is now.

"Who is he?"

Liu Moyan looked at Fang Xuequan with cold eyes, her voice blowing ruthlessly like the bitter wind in the cold winter.

Fang Xuequan glanced at Zhou Ming and didn't know how to explain it. He knew the character of his junior sister very well and felt helpless, so he could only say, "Zhou Ming, is the person with the second pure spiritual root I brought back."

"Then how did he know Xiao Wu?"

Liu Moyan frowned when he saw that Fang Xuequan seemed to be lying.

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