Projection of the Heavens

Gu Shaoshang naturally did not have the feeling of having the same knowledge as him, but he is the martial ancestor of preaching in this world.

This old man was Li Xun Huan's disciple and grandson. He insulted the ancestors face to face, and he was lucky that he didn't die immediately.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped, their scalps numb, and even Zhao Liner and Xiao Chen couldn't help but change their color.

It is unimaginable that this person has such a great atmosphere that he seems to be juxtaposing the Buddha with himself.

However, inexplicably, in their hearts, there was not even a refutation. It seemed that what he said was true.

"puff!"

The old man from the Flying Sword Sect was on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression horrified: "You, you..."

He was trembling all over, but he never dared to speak again.

"Little Li Feidao, you should focus on your intentions and not your anger. You can only break everything in the direction of your intentions. Your heart is too heavy on gains and losses, and your temperament is indifferent and perverse. This is a good thing for you."

Gu Shaoshang sat in the tea shop with a golden knife and glanced at the old man lightly.

And as Gu Shaoshang spoke again, everyone saw Gu Shaoshang's figure.

Suddenly, everyone's pupils shrank.

At first glance, it seems to be just a young man with extraordinary bearing.

But in the next moment, everyone seemed to see a divine dragon roaming the sky.

And then, in the eyes of everyone, it was like seeing a deity stepping on the cosmic galaxy, brighter than the sun and the moon, and more vast than the starry sky!

"he........"

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat.

This young man gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. What shocked him even more was that in his eyes, the young man in front of him seemed to have transformed into an incomparable long river of martial arts.

See it as you see martial arts!

There is no need for instruction, no teaching, or even words. Just by looking at the young man, there are all kinds of martial arts, and the essence of martial arts arises in his heart.

At this moment, enlightenment rose in my heart, and I understood the identity of the person in front of me!

The legendary ancestor of martial arts, Gu Shaoshang!

Throughout the ages, the most legendary figure, spreading the origin of martial arts!

"With the inheritance of Martial Ancestor, can you really see Martial Ancestor?!"

Just as this thought flashed through Xiao Chen's mind, he was once again overwhelmed by the endless martial arts, and he had no time to think.

"Wu, Martial Ancestor?!"

At the same time, Zhao Lin'er also fell into deep enlightenment, and the endless essence of martial arts emerged in her mind, letting her know the identity of the young man in front of her.

"Ancestor..."

The old man of Flying Swordsmen was on the ground, looking at Gu Shaoshang, as if he was struck by lightning.

Fei Daomen has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is the lineage of a generation of Tianjiao Li Xunhuan. As the elder of Fei Daomen, there is one person in the portraits that visit every day, and he is no different from the young man sitting in the tea shop.

In an instant, he was so blessed that he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed again and again: "Unworthy descendant Zhang Jingyao, I don't know Wuzu face to face, death penalty, death penalty!"

bang bang bang~~

He kowtowed too hard, and the blood was stained on the bluestone pavement.

He never imagined that the legendary patriarch who ascended to the immortal world thousands of years ago would actually appear in front of him.

However, he dared to speak out, insulting the ancestors!

At this moment, the sense of horror and regret in his heart almost broke through his heart and lungs!

"okay."

Gu Shaoshang waved his hand, and the old man's figure stood up involuntarily, and every drop of blood that was dripping out also flowed back.

Before he finished speaking, the old man did not look any different except that his true qi cultivation base had dissipated.

"Ancestor? Ancestor? Ancestor of Flying Swordsmen?"

"Wu, Martial Ancestor?! The ancestor of Flying Swordsmen, but Martial Ancestor! Martial Ancestor!"

"Is it really Martial Ancestor in person?!"

Everyone present shook their hearts, looking at Gu Shaoshang, in shock.

However, the next moment, everyone was shocked by the sight of the blood flowing backwards, and they all fell to their knees:

"Unworthy descendants...Meet the ancestors!"

"Unworthy descendants...Meet the ancestors!"

"Unworthy descendants...Meet the ancestors!"

Everyone bowed in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

At the edge of the crowd, the middle-aged man named Yuchi kept kowtowing along with the crowd, horrified in his heart: "He, Martial Ancestor... I'm actually with Martial Ancestor..."

"Get up."

Gu Shaoshang shook his head slightly, raised his palms, and lifted up his disciples and grandchildren.

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Everyone bowed and thanked them, each with low eyebrows, not daring to face Gu Shaoshang.

"call!"

At the same time, Xiao Chen and Zhao Liner also woke up at the same time, the endless true meaning of martial arts retreated, and a deep sense of reluctance rose in their hearts at the same time.

"Xiao Chen has seen Martial Ancestor!"

The two came back to their senses and bowed down to the ground.

The two of them, one was the next-generation disciple who received Gu Shaoshang's inheritance, and the other was Gu Shaoshang's former apprentice, the disciple passed down by Yunluo, and worshiping him was naturally due.

"Well, it's not bad."

Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly, glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "On the night of the full moon, on the Red Dust Peak, there should be a chance for the two of you."

After all, he didn't say any more.

Step out, step on the ox, and walk away.

Within three or two steps, he had disappeared at the end of the sky, leaving only a group of people standing there, as if in a dream.

"Red Dust Peak?"

Xiao Chen and Zhao Lin'er frowned at the same time, and glanced at each other at the same time, only to feel disgusted with each other, wishing to kill each other.

However, Wu Zu just left, how dare the two of them do it at this time.

Besides, the two have gained a lot before, and there is no intention of fighting at this time.

What's more, Wu Zu appeared, although not made it clear, but it can be considered an indirect recognition of the status of Chen Xiao, after today, Kyushu community, it will go no one dared to kill him.

.............

Red West fall, nightfall, a silver moon suspended in transit.

Towering Kunlun Mountains, magnificent scenery, in the bright moonlight, as if shrouded in a layer of hazy veil, let this holy like wonderland general misty.

Kunlun Mountains but Kyushu ancestral mountain, majestic magnificent extreme.

Rolling hills, if the dragon lying volts, a seat towering peak of God, the war seems to be a sword, pierce the sky, straight into the top of the sky.

And among all the mountains, there is a peak named Red.

Red peak is not high not low, this is not supreme in the endless peaks, but it is the most famous of the world when the Kunlun Mountains.

Because, thousands of years ago, a generation of martial arts origins, Wu Zu care less injury, it is here Posuixukong away.

Today it is August 15, the full moon sky, at the Red Peak, who has gathered hundreds of thousands of weapons repair.

Of these, the dynasty of lords, princes, there are rivers and lakes idle weapons, more fledgling young paladin.

These people came here, it is because, today, would be nearly a century, the only one to achieve the supreme master Posuixukong realm, the Japanese goddess Lander Posuixukong.

Xiao Chen came with the crowd when on the Red Peak, is already close to midnight.

At the moment the sky of stars shine, the moon hanging sky.

Absolutely on top of the Red Peak, a snow white wins goddess Serono quietly standing.

Moonlight like water put on her silver yarn, breeze came, lifted her skirt, as if really carried away Immortal general.

Hope for people Xinzhe!

All everyone is standing quietly, Xiao Wu Chen Zu said the hearts and mind of the opportunity, took to pacing the Red peak.

Daytime subjected to instill the true meaning of martial ancestors, his cultivation has already improved a lot, although the degree of Posuixukong did not meet, but also exceed the average rivers and lakes top players.

"Red Peak ......."

Xiao Chen heart muttered to himself.

Wu Zu Chuanwu since thousands of years ago, countless Warrior fought studying martial arts, Wu Zu opened up along the road, to go on and pursue the original Wu Zu road, Posuixukong away.

Xunhuan, according to Zhang, Yun Luo, ancient tee .........

This is a Red peak, there are countless thousands of years to try to break the strong traces left by the road again, have success, but also a failure, but as a shrine of today's world.

Red peak is not large, only a dozen in radius, snow several feet deep, only one person standing goddess Lander.

In front of her is a giant stone standing quietly.

"Taking care of small injuries this world swan!"

Yu Zhi above stroking stone Lander surpassed the white snow, stroke Oncorhynchus general handwriting.

That year, less trauma care to stay here writing.

That writing, it appears some immature, mine is not really what the masters, but where it contains less then Gu Ming injury to the Wild World comprehend.

Which was an Wan sector alone since my courage, even thousands of years in the past, is already perceived to Lander.

"Wu Zu ........"

Lander turned slightly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ cold water Mouguang glanced just came up with Xiao Chen Zhao Lin children, and do not care.

Posuixukong want to repair her this time, since can calmly away.

Her footsteps gently lift, then slowly down.

Step away, she will be eternal life between heaven and earth.

However, should taken that step, long Red, would never away from her, cut off from all carnal thoughts.

However, although she was known as goddess, but only a Warrior only.

This step by step, it will break all bonds of this world, after endless years of longevity, waiting for her will probably be the endless solitude.

Breeze from, Lander three thousand black hair drifts.

At this moment, she seemed to feel the mood before the top of this peak numerous Red Warrior broken.

The kind of big, vast world, the only I feel a touch of loneliness a person here alone from her heart flowing by.

"Avenue of the road, a lone ......"

Red all sorts emerged one by one in between her heart, eventually, into a cold lonely voice.

buzzing~~~

A Road blazing and holy light bloom, on the Red must peak summit, goddess calm and firm stepping out.

Step by step, the void is broken!

Finally a moment, Lander suddenly mind a slight movement, I look back, to see very far into the sky, a stalwart figure, riding on top of cattle, she looked pale.

"Wu Zu ......."

She touched my heart a little, disappeared into the endless sky.

"Lander!"

"goddess!"

"goddess!"

Many people burst into shouting.

Xiao Chen and Zhao Lin children only slight discoloration, felt an irresistible power of life and life will pull the two together, and that longevity in the industry!