Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

“Hey, it’s not better than the waist power, it’s not better than the waist power!”

Jiang Hao slowly walked out of the Hundred Flowers Building with two huge black circles under his eyes, his face indescribably tired.

“It seems that you have to engage in several sets of Yin and Yang dual cultivation exercises!”

Jiang Hao sighed slightly, in the past few days, he has run at both ends, and it has been hard work day and night to stabilize the harem.

It’s hard to be a man!

“Where are we going now?”

Bu Jiaoyun wrapped his hands around his chest, his temperament was cold and ruthless, this unsmiling appearance, it is no wonder that he is called “the god of death without crying” by the world

“Go and bring Kong Xiaoniu’s grandfather back, and by the way, let you see a different cultivation system in this world!” Jiang Hao said truthfully.

In the past, Jiang Hao did not have the strength and mind to manage Old Man Kong, but now that he is the granddaughter of others, and he has left people behind, then it is impossible to say.

“Hahaha, then let me Nie Feng take the lead!”

Nie Feng, who was dressed in blue, smiled heartily, and the blood-drinking knife on his back was already trembling.

“I wait, when I first come to this world, everything should be careful!” Heavenly Sword Nameless said very cautiously.

Zhang Xiaofan held a burning stick and followed behind everyone without saying a word, but the fire of war in the depths of his eyes could not be concealed.

However, in a few months, Nie Feng, Bu Jiaoyun, Wuming, Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, etc., who received Jiang Hao’s teaching of “Martial Generals” and “Magic Code”, came to this world one after another.

As for Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng, Li Xunhuan, etc., they have not practiced to that point for the time being, but Jiang Hao believes that with their talents, it won’t take long to break into this world.

In the land of the Kong clan, the mist is hazy, and before you get close, you can feel the terrible wave marks, and the peaceful and pure Confucian qi floats in every corner, and there are large areas of light evaporating, which is like a fairy blessed land.

“Learn what you learn, don’t you say it? Have friends from afar, not happy? People don’t know it, they don’t care,…………”

“Heaven and earth Xuanhuang, cosmic floods, sun and moon, Chensu Liezhang, cold and summer, autumn harvest and winter storage, leap years old, Lulu Tune Yang ,…………”

Ruyin groaned in this sky, the demon approached, afraid that just a glance would frighten the soul to scatter, this is a chilling qi.

“This is Confucianism? Unheard of” Bu Jiaoyun’s eyes were solemn, and he looked at the extraordinary place here.

The two stone lions guarding the gate of the Kong Clan’s land suddenly bloomed with essence, and they spoke: “Who is coming, but there is a worship?” ”

“No post!”

Jiang Hao strode forward and walked in front of the two stone lions, releasing a wisp of his Confucian aura.

“It turned out to be the Great Confucian of the world, you can enter, but he waits, you can’t enter!” The stone lion spat out.

Jiang Hao sneered, he responded lazily, just quietly waiting for someone.

One incense, two incense, at the moment when the third incense was about to burn out, a group of people and horses hurriedly arrived, and they transported a big drum.

“When the emperor of the world, really keep the covenant!” Jiang Hao said with a smile.

Li Shimin was dressed in a strong suit, holding a drumstick, and his face was as black as carbon.

Unexpectedly, the joke of that day is now a joke, and his current Son of Heaven, the emperor of the world, has really fallen to the point of beating the drum for him.

“Don’t be happy too early, you offended the Buddha Sect, and now you have to offend the Confucian Sect, I am afraid that you will end up with an enemy of the world!” Li Shimin said sarcastically.

“The enemy of the world? Haha, those who want to become enlightened, which is not the enemy of the whole world, stop talking nonsense, beat the drum, Son of Heaven! Jiang Hao laughed and mocked back.

When Li Shimin heard this, he only felt that his chest was blocked with a breath, and his eyes flashed Venus, and he almost didn’t mention it.

“Good !!!”

Li Shimin breathed for a long time before he eased up, and then gritted his teeth and beat the drum.

The sound of drums sounded in the sky, and such a big movement naturally alarmed the people of the Kong clan, and the clan elders quickly sent people to check.

There was a boom, and before the people arrived, the two stone lions guarding the gate had already turned into powder in the light of the sword.

“Junior Brother Yun, your sword technique has become more and more refined!” The look of surprise in Bu Jiaoyun’s eyes flashed away, and he opened his mouth to admire.

“This is thanks to Jiang Gongzi’s Martial Classic, which contains many sword moves that I have never touched before, among which the Heavenly Saber touched me the most!”

Nie Feng put the knife back into its sheath and saluted Jiang Hao with his hands in fists.

“Don’t be so polite, you as my protectors, what is this little thing, it should be! You’re welcome! Jiang Hao said very humbly, and also pretended to hold up Nie Feng, quite a bit like Liu Bei bought people’s hearts.

“Hahaha!”

In fact, Jiang Hao was laughing maniacally in his heart, the reason why the Martial Arts Sutra was born was also a credit to Nie Feng, because it was created by gathering martial arts exercises from all over the world.

It was natural to give back the newly created Martial Classic to them, but these decent martial artists admitted death and felt that they owed Jiang Hao a great favor and must defend it.

Hey, Jiang Hao is actually helpless, really helpless.

Hahaha! _

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