Chapter 3389: Lower bound

Pu Lao laughed, "Do you really believe it?"
Zhou Shu was stagnant, "Can't it?"
Pu Lao mocked, "It's really ignorant. Manifestation must leave a miracle. Can you do it? If you just say a few words but can't bring any benefit to those who see you, such manifestation is not only meaningless. , On the contrary, it will make believers have doubts about you. Besides, as a god, it is not difficult for a world to see you Zhou Shu, but if this matter is spread to the fairy world in the future, do you think the fairy world will come to me again Trouble? I have endured it till now."
"The latter is the point..."
Zhou Shu secretly thought, but he could only smile awkwardly, "Forget it, I didn't say it."
Pu Lao stared at him and said slowly, "Zhou Shu, I sent you a ray of spiritual thoughts to the Heyin Sect. You can stay for about half an hour, and then it will disappear by itself. If you are sure you can get enough support, I will open a channel for you in three days and last for a hundred breaths."
"Grateful."
Zhou Shu bowed himself to salute. When he raised his head, there was already a ray of green-white flame in his hand.
Seeing the flames drifting to the middle of the abyss, the Jiang Renwang palpitated, and it was too late to dissuade him.
Pu Lao also had a hint of doubt, "You are really calm, sending me undefended spirits at such a close distance, doesn't it mean looking for death?"
"I believe in heaven."
Zhou Shu was very calm and could not see any worries.
In the Xuanhuang world, Tiandao Pu Lao did think of many ways to kill him, but now the situation is completely different. He is sure that Tian Dao and himself are on the same line and are a very reliable ally, at least when Pu Lao leaves the edge of the heavens. It would have been like this before, besides, even if Pu Lao wanted to kill people through his divine mind, he couldn't do it. The Taoist furnace protected the soul, and Pu Lao was just a projection.
"My god, huh..."
The shadow in the abyss gradually sank and disappeared.
Snowy peaks.
"What a rich aura, is it in the Heyin school? It's a pity that I don't have enough perception, and I can't communicate with the origin of the Profound Yellow Realm. Is it the reason for the lack of divine consciousness, or is it restricted after the lower realm? Heaven made it?"
Zhou Shu, who had just landed, looked around greedily, with doubts and excitement. This place that was once unfamiliar, has not been here for thousands of years. He muttered unconsciously when he watched it. It looks familiar, but I don’t remember the name..."
A loud roar came from behind, "Which disciple are you who dare to trespass to Xuanmen Peak? Are you looking for death! Get your master!"
"It turned out to be Xuanmenfeng, remember, hey, this voice is also a bit familiar?"
Zhou Shu was overjoyed, and turned around to look, but it was an old man in Tsing Yi, who looked good, and he could make such a big fire when he was so old.
No, this face looks familiar too.
The old man was about to continue to scold, but suddenly paused, "Zhou Shu...you, why are you here?"
Pointing at Zhou Shu, he shivered involuntarily, and the scene from many years ago reappeared again.
"I remember!"
Zhou Shu caressed his palm and smiled, "Sun Hedao, you are Sun Hedao, right? It's been a long time since you've seen you, you're also in Yuan Ying state.
"You... Sect Master, no, Human Sovereign... disciples have met Human Sovereign."
Sun Hedao fell down, not daring to raise his head, only his body was still trembling, but that was not fear but excitement, "Human Sovereign, you have become a saint? Is something big going to happen, or knowing that the disciple cannot be promoted for many years? ..."
After muttering for a long time, he finally raised his head, only to find that Zhou Shu had already disappeared.
"Is it dazzled, no? How can I be dazzled when I am in the Nascent Soul Stage? Is it because the obsession in my heart has not been eliminated? His shadow is always there, no matter where I am, I will meet him. Damn..."
Sun Hedao stood blankly, pondering, as if stuck in a maze with no exit.
Of course Zhou Shu left. Knowing that this was Xuanmen Peak, he naturally knew where he was and was about to do something.
If he has extra time, he really hopes to chat with Sun Hedao for a while. After all, he is someone he knew from the Qi Refining Realm.
Speaking of it, after the lower realm, his perception dropped very sharply. It was mostly due to the limitation of the Heavenly Dao, but it must also be the case. If he maintains the ability in the heavens, this divine consciousness may be able to destroy most of the cultivation. Immortal world.
However, the flight speed of Shennian was not a problem, and soon he arrived at the Hall of Heyin School.
"Which discipline are you disciple, you have to report to the main hall...what are you doing?"
"Someone trespassed in the hall!"
In the exclamation, Zhou Shu had already walked into the hall.
Familiar breath rushed to the face, the hall was still the same as when I left, brick by tile, beam and column, almost the same. The only difference is that there is a portrait of myself in the middle, standing in front of the Tongtian Tower. There was a golden dragon lying beside him, holding Shu Xinjing in his left hand and Xuanyuan sword in his right hand, raising the sword to the sky, questioning the Dao of Heaven.
Full of momentum, it seems to make people yearn for.
However, these things seem to be done separately. Of course, there is no problem with artistic processing. At least Zhou Shu is satisfied with it.
There are six or seven people in the hall discussing matters.
Seeing Zhou Shu coming in, they were all surprised, but soon they were solemn, and someone shouted in a deep voice, "Where did the Taoist friends come from? Why are you still wearing my Homophone costumes? Could it be someone who killed my Homophone? I don’t want to make it clear today, I don’t want to leave here for half a step!"
They couldn't see Zhou Shu's cultivation strength, they could only see that Zhou Shu's dress was no different from that of the Heyin school disciples.
This should be done by Pu Lao, it must be.
Zhou Shu glanced around, but he didn't see a familiar face. Over the years, the elders of the Holland School have also changed a group, and things have changed.
"What's the matter with him? It's a big crime to pretend to be a disciple of this sect to break into the hall, let's talk about it if you win it!"
A strong red-haired man yelled, then stretched out his big hand like a fan, and grabbed it in the air. It seemed that there was no change, but it completely enveloped the space around Zhou Shu and used his strength very cleverly, only drilling Zhou Shu. , No dust on the ground flew up.
puff.
Before the big hand got close to Zhou Shu, it began to melt every inch.
Like lard falling into a hot pot, the one far away from the fire turns into a pool of liquid, and the one near the fire turns into a cloud of white mist.
Everyone was stunned~EbookFREE.me~ Someone looked at the white mist, and suddenly exclaimed, "That's...so pure..."
Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "Very ordinary fairy spirit, collect it, it's useful to you."
"It turned out to be the spirit of the celestial spirit, turning my vitality into the spirit of the celestial spirit?"
The strong red-haired man was completely stunned, beyond his cognition, his head was dumbfounded.
An old man took out a bottle and tried his best to collect the scattered fairy qi, while the others didn't move and just watched quietly.
Zhou Shu was a little surprised, and somewhat satisfied. He did not fight for the spirit of the fairy and was able to maintain order, indicating that the Heyin School was really good.
"you……"
Someone realized something. They looked at Zhou Shu and then at the portrait. They couldn't close their mouths.
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