Chapter 1012: 1000 Fantasy

For Ci Hangzong, it is indeed the best for Zhou Shu to no longer have this result.
　　
In their view, as long as Zhou Shu does not appear, Yang Mei will be the daughter of the destiny in Cihangzong with peace of mind, step by step through the catastrophe, and finally ascend to the immortal world, complete the goal of Cihangzong, and earn status for the Xuanhuang Continent, once again Became the savior of Xuanhuang Continent.
　　
In the past 20,000 years, no one has been promoted to immortality in Xuanhuang Continent. If it continues, the result will only get worse and worse, becoming a land abandoned by all immortals. Whose sect can produce a great power to promote the Xuanhuang Continent in the immortal world. Undoubtedly, he accepted the hearts of many people and became the real master of the Xuanhuang Continent.
　　
　　Kunlun, Tianjianmen, etc., desperately competing for genius, all have this kind of thinking, and Ci Hangzong is the same, but others are fighting for actual status, and Cihangzong is fighting for the illusion of saving all living beings.
　　
　　 As soon as Fairy Lingyin finished speaking, there were many echoing voices immediately.
　　
　　 "Yes, Zhou Shu, you'd better leave immediately and never show up again."
　　
　　 "Your appearance will only cause trouble to Ci Hangzong and Fairy Yangmei, why are you here?"
　　
　　 "Your cultivation base is too low to be worthy of Fairy Yangmei."
　　
　　 "Let's leave quickly, we will treat you as if you haven't been here, and won't tell others, it's very compassionate."
　　
　　Listening to everyone's words, Zhu Xiaorou's eyes were cold and she wanted to refute, but she was blocked by Zhou Shu.
　　
Zhou Shu still remained calm. Ci Hangzong's thoughts, he understood, but he didn't think he would be good for Yangmei if he didn't show up. On the contrary, he firmly believed that Yangmei would have a great chance of becoming immortal by his side. many.
　　
　　 He knows the way of heaven better than others, and he knows every step he and she will take in the future.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "Fairies, are you planning to prevent me from taking Yangmei?"
　　
　　 Fairy Lingyin nodded, and was about to speak, when the two female nuns beside him stood up first and pointed at Zhou Shu with a look of disdain.
　　
　　 "Funny, where are you qualified to say such things to stop you, do we need to stop you?"
　　
"Really, I thought Zhou Shu was a kind of genius. I only learned today that hearing is better than seeing. It turned out to be such an arrogant fellow. I'm afraid you can't even match one of the monks here. You can't even enter the mountain gate. !"
　　
　　 "Hurry up, we don't want to do it in front of the mountain gate icon!"
　　
　　 "That is to say, our Ci Hang Sect is kind, knowing that you deserve to die, but you didn't start, you still don't know what to do, it's really disgusting!"
　　
　　 Say what you say, what I say, there are women with long tongues like guns, even the compassionate and tolerant Ci Hang Sect, such women are indispensable.
　　
Fairy Lingyin frowned unconsciously. Unlike others, she knew that Zhou Shu was very strong, and that she was very strong more than 30 years ago. She hasn’t seen it for many years now. She may have improved a lot. She can’t talk like that, but Those who said those words were also the cultivators of God Transformation, and she couldn't stop them.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu nodded slightly, "That's right, I don't want to do anything in front of the icon. I still respect the ancestors of Ci Hangzong, so let's go in and talk about it."
　　
　　 He took Zhu Xiaorou up and walked slowly into the gate.
　　
　　 There are hundreds of monks in front of the mountain gate, among them there are at least ten in the Transcendent God Realm, staring at Zhou Shu together, all with a lot of suspicion.
　　
　　 Come in, to enter the Cihangzong mountain gate in front of hundreds of monks, is it daydreaming, wishful thinking?
　　
　　 "It's really big talk."
　　
　　 A female sister who is usually indifferent couldn't help shaking her head slightly, and couldn't help but talk.
　　
　　 Hundreds of people stared at Zhou Shu, wanting to see how he got in. The Transcendent Realm cultivator hadn't done anything yet, but many Nascent Soul Realm cultivators quietly let go of their Yuan Li and formed a wall around them.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu didn't do anything, step by step, just walked in.
　　
　　 He didn't turn around until a few miles inside the gate, and slowly said, "I have already come in. If you want to stop me, you can start."
　　
"what?"
　　
"what!"
　　
　　 "Why is he inside? Isn't he outside? Who is that outside?"
　　
　　 "How could this be?"
　　
　　 Many female cultivators looked at Zhou Shu inside the mountain gate, and then looked outside. Her face turned pale and her eyes were about to fall out of surprise.
　　
　　 In their eyes, Zhou Shu did stand in front of the mountain gate and did not move, but in fact, Zhou Shu had already moved and walked in.
　　
　　 He used the magic trick to fool all the monks present.
　　
　　 Yan Yi Jue has cultivated to Consummation. Although there is no domain, it has also derived a very powerful change, evolving a thousand illusions.
　　
　　 One Thousand Illusion, is the perfect combination of Yanyi Jue and Formation Dao. It is the real power of Qiangqimen. It uses the soul, consciousness and thought to the extreme.
　　
Separate divine thoughts, use divine souls and divine consciousness to subtly create many illusions to achieve the effect of illusion formations. Zhou Shu’s divine thoughts are tens of thousands. In such a small area, hundreds of illusions created are also lifelike. It affects every female nun, and the spiritual consciousness of the female nuns here is simply not enough to distinguish which is real and which is illusory.
　　
In the spiritual consciousness of every female cultivator, Zhou Shu stood still in place, but Zhou Shu who was standing there was actually just an illusion. The real Zhou Shu had already left and passed through the encirclement of many energies. Entered the mountain gate.
　　
　　 After entering the mountain gate, he withdrew the tactics, and everyone can see the real him.
　　
　　 "Zhou Shu, what is your trick?"
　　
Fairy Lingyin noticed the strangeness, and quickly understood that her spiritual consciousness had fallen into a phantom formation under the influence of Zhou Shu, but how exactly did Zhou Shu do it? The effect of the formation can be created by using the spiritual consciousness alone. It's incredible to be able to fool so many cultivators of the God Realm.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "It's nothing, it's just a little bit of experience over the years."
　　
　　 Of course, in those 25 years, he was not only practicing and practicing swords, but he had cultivated many techniques to perfection.
　　
"you!"
　　
　　 The female cultivator who said that Zhou Shu could not enter the gate of the mountain before, her face turned white and red, and gradually became angry, she said loudly, "No matter what method you use to get in, I will drive you out now!"
　　
　　 said, there was a ruler Xu Hongling floating in her hand, and she threw it towards Zhou Shu.
　　
　　 The red silk was soft as a ribbon when it floated out, but immediately became as hard as steel, and grew and grew a thousand times larger, hitting it in the air like a giant stick.
　　
　　 Mount Tai is on top~EbookFREE.me~ Junior sister Ruyue, keep your hands! "
　　
　　 Lingyin Fairy let out a soft cry.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu is still, seemingly thoughtful.
　　
The elemental power in the red silk is extremely savage and domineering, like an ancient beast, without the harmony of the power of compassion. It seems that this female cultivator is not the strength of compassion, but the domineering. It is not surprising, of compassion. Strength is not something that everyone can cultivate.
　　
　　 He still has a trace of fear about the power of compassion that is not too clear, but he doesn't care much about such a brutal way.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu stood still and didn't move.
　　
　　 I saw a little green light above his head, like a seed, which took root and sprouted in the blink of an eye, turning into a small tree as tall as a foot.
　　
　　嘭!
　　
　　 The huge red damask stick slammed into the small tree.