Library of Heaven’s Path

If there is love in the sky, it can be both a practice and a martial arts.

The mind has already realized that kind of artistic conception, and it is not difficult to create it.

"The heavens are loverless, and if the sky is old, it will be old!"

The thoughts in the darkness, once again entered the body, the other side has no flawless swordsmanship, changed its appearance in the eyes, and the places that have been crossed have left traces of light gray, intertwined, like forming a fishing net.

It is these forces that control him regardless of the tricks that are passive.

"The heavens are in order. These sword marks seem to be cluttered. In fact, they follow certain rules and do it according to the law. It is like weaving the sky net, and it will go down and not leak!"

Zhang Hang is not sad or happy, and his face does not see emotions.

Before, there was not much understanding of the heavens and the order, and it was only in this mood that the other party actually observed certain specific rules.

This is the commonality of all things in heaven and earth, and no one can escape.

Just like the frequency, as long as you find the corresponding frequency resonance, then hard things can be easily destroyed.

The heavenly and orderly swordsmanship of the other side may not be flawless, but it can control the laws in your tactics, and thus obey his laws. Like resonance, you will eventually defeat you.

In layman's terms, bring your IQ to the same level as him, and then defeat you with a wealth of experience!

"The heavenly and orderly sword marks can form such a sky net. If I have a sword method that can make the law no longer regular, it will be solved."

There is more than one realization.

The understanding of the kendo has deepened again.

With a light smile, Tong Chang Jian is chilly, and the sword is in the air. It also forms a huge net, which is the same as the other, but completely different.

"Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot!"

A verse appears in my mind, and the first sword of the heavens is created!

The sword method is integrated in the body, and Zhang Suoxiang’s sword is shaken again. The swordsman’s swordsmanship is like being imprisoned. The former Skyscraper, like a few pieces, is entangled together. In a short period of time, you can't break free.

The orderly channel will block many nodes, and it will become congested, and the power will not be able to pass through. In this way, you can no longer control other people and make rules.

The so-called law is broken in a flash.

I was thinking of taking the opportunity to attack, and annihilating the idea of ​​Confucius, I saw him gently retreat and left the battle circle.

"Can be so fast, find the problem in my swordsmanship, and destroy it, your talent and understanding, already qualified, and achieve the gods!"

After licking the beard, Kong teacher laughed.

"We haven't scored yet..."

Spit a sigh of relief and hang your eyes.

I realized this powerful sword trick, and the other side was unscathed, and easily escaped. It was easy to explain, and the power was not exhausted. If I continued to fight, I might not be able to win.

Even the opponent’s tricks are more sophisticated and the chances of winning are even greater...

In this case, why should I quit?

"Winning and losing is not important. I have appeared here. It is only for the test of the gods. The strength and talent of the people! You can break through the heart and soul in one tenth of the time, and comprehend the seven gods. In the short time, find out the loopholes in my swordsmanship, create a new sword, and be strong in talent, and smash the past and the present..."

Confucius faintly said.

"Testing? The relevant person?" Zhang Hangzhang two monks can't figure out.

Isn't this guy bent on killing himself and getting the Heavenly Library?

Why do you feel that something is wrong now?

It’s like the idea in front of you is not the same person you met before.

Doubt in my heart, I just want to ask, the opposite teacher said: "No mistake, you should get the lack of heaven!"

With a glimpse of his eyes, Zhang was full of vigilance.

I still feel that the other party has changed people. When it comes to the library, I am afraid I will show my tail again.

"Sure enough... the temple, always the strong is the respect, the winner, you can leave your mind, assess the next person, you leave a mind, so that later people can also better assess..."

Kong Shidao.

The thoughts swayed a bit and it seemed to collapse at any time.

In this case, Zhang has been encountered many times before, and the idea is only a part of the human body. After completing a mission, it will be broken and completely disappeared.

It is somewhat similar to a one-time video.

At the time of the famous teacher's mainland, every time I saw the Confucius idea, I wanted to ask the congenital fetal poison, this guy would be broken directly.

"As for the spirit of the gods, the hall will naturally take a joint. You can get it when you leave the hall..."

Shaking a bit, the Confucius thought "啵!" and disappeared in place.

Zhang frowned, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is there really a true teacher and a fake hole teacher?"

The thought of the Confucius who had just dissipated, and the ideas that the famous teacher had seen in mainland China, were somewhat similar. There was a harmony between the eyebrows, giving a feeling of drizzle, and the temple that saved him was completely different!

It won't... This is the idea left by the true teacher, and that one is fake!

But why, fake, Tiandao Library, can't see it?

It’s hard to be true. In this world, apart from yourself, Confucius, Luo Ruoyi and Luo Qiqi, there is another illusory physique?

"No matter what... The Confucius said that if you have the spirit of the gods, you can get it... no matter whether the other is good or bad, as long as it becomes a god, everything is nothing!"

With a smile, Zhang Hang’s spirit moved, and a thought stayed in the hall, and he swayed and walked out along the passage.

The idea left in the temple, it is this palace, recognized himself, and then go back, it is very simple, and soon came to the door of the hall, standing outside the barrier, not in danger.

With a sigh of relief, Zhang hangs to the front and turns to look at the huge hall in front of him.

The tall hall was still stuck in the whirlpool of darkness. Suddenly, a golden air stream emerged from the vortex and floated between the two pillars of the temple.

This airflow and gold are generally radiant, and when they are not close, they give a pressure from the soul.

"This is the spirit of the gods?"

I always thought that the idea of ​​the Confucius would lie to myself. It seems that it is not.

This breath, and the first time I saw the mercury aura, gave people a heavy pressure, rushed to absorb, it seems that the meridians can be shattered.

And the power of the divergence is similar to the picture I have seen before, and only the true spirit can have it.

In other words, absorbing the spirit of the gods in front of you, you may be able to successfully break through the gods and reach the realm of this abandoned continent, no one can reach!

The eyes are shining, taking a deep breath, and slamming into the ground, rushing straight toward the golden gas in front of me.

Haven't come to the front, a swordsman suddenly appeared.

The space in front of him was cut in half, and there was a dark crack.

The body shrank and Zhang hovered.

"Thank you, I know, you can do it, I didn't expect it, it didn't matter..."

Immediately, a mirror, abruptly appeared in front of the eyes, a palm of the hand drilled out of it, gently pinched, suspended golden gas, was caught at the fingertips, no matter how beats can not leave.

call!

A special jade bottle appears, and with a light click, the gas is collected into the bottle.

The figure turned and the fist was tight.

It is the Confucius!

"You are not a Confucius, who is it?"

Hanging eyes lifted.

It has been strange before, why the other party did not appear, it has long been hidden in the void, waiting for yourself to get the spirit of the gods, the fisherman profit!

Only when I came here, I personally checked it. I didn’t find out, the folding space, where did the other party come from?

How is the space for shuttle?

The most important thing is... If the idea in the temple is a true Confucius, this is a fake!

In this way, it can also explain why the transmission line under the city of Xuanjiang, he did not know, the Confucius idea in the hall, does not seem to know himself, the thing of the Tiandao Library.

"I am not a Confucian teacher?"

The old man in the air once again showed his sorrow: "I am him, and it has always been!"

Hula!

In the roar, one palm slammed down.

The place was originally very chaotic, and at this time it was shot down, and the space instantly collapsed with a black crack. Zhang Hang did not dare to move forward and retreated.

"His strength... really strong!"

The eyes are picked up.

The other party can shoot the space with a palm, and the strength is much stronger than before and when fighting.

However, in his power, there is no order, no power of heaven, and no use of heavenly methods.

Despite the majesty, there is no orderly Skynet.

"It must be fake..."

Sudden in my heart.

Since the Confucius, like himself, has a part of Heaven, he can naturally display the Heavenly Way.

Before, I have never seen Tiandao martial arts other than myself. It is not clear, what kind of appearance, just in the hall, the idea of ​​Confucius is obviously used.

There is such a means, but it is not used...

There is only one possibility. Although this is not recognized, it is indeed a fake!

Really, you can use the heavenly method and martial arts, and it is even stronger!

"Give me the spirit of God..."

Knowing that this time is not tangled this time, Tong Changjian appeared again in the palm of his hand, greeted the singer and rushed straight into the air, and the sword net swayed down at the same time.

Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot!

The tricks that I just realized are once again displayed.

The strength of the other side is stronger than him. The former sword of the gods may not be of much use. Therefore, when you shoot, the most powerful tricks will be displayed.

"Good swordsmanship... However, I am not fighting with you now. I am going to break through the gods. Once successful, the library... is mine, no one can stop this world!"

Jianqi has not come to the front, Confucius laughed, and the figure jumped back into the mirror, as if it had never appeared before.

"Oops……"

Zhang Hang face color iron blue.