Chapter 2346
If there is any difference, Shen Lang sees it more clearly when he is in the book of heaven than he saw in the rubbings of Xianshu.
The sky Gang pure Yang Sword array displayed by the silver haired man is also displayed by nine long swords with the color of stars. Countless sword shadows wrap the whole peach forest.
All around the scene instantly turned into a deep starry sky, the sword shadow turned into nine stars, spinning, swallowing, or deep, or silent.
This is not to destroy a space so simple, but to change this space, the silver haired man became the absolute master of this space!
This is Shen Lang's supernatural power that he can't even imagine.
With a wave of the silver haired man's sleeve robe, countless black blades fly out of the nine stars, chopping the already fragmented space again!
At the moment, the origin of space seems to be destroyed, a large number of chaotic beams overflow from the space, countless space cracks interweave with each other and produce strong suction swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth!
"Take it
The silver haired man spat out, and the sword shadow covering the whole peach forest disappears, and the surrounding scene returns to normal.
Shen Lang is still like a bystander. After watching everything, he seems to have a new understanding.
Although Yun Xianzi once said that it would be good to see the contents of rubbings only once, repeated viewing would hinder his own thinking.
But the image in the book of heaven is clearer than that in the rubbings, and Shen Lang can more appreciate the momentum and breath of the gang Chunyang sword array that day.
Shen Lang seems to have an epiphany, but after careful consideration, he seems to have no epiphany.
"This sword array can only be expressed in words. I only show it once. If the disciples can understand clearly, they will be regarded as fairyland. "
The misty voice of the silver haired man has just fallen, and everything in the peach forest is gradually disappearing.
Shen Lang's heart is quite heavy. It seems that what Xi Feng said is true, and cloud trace son really cheated himself. The rubbings of the immortal book originated from the sword field in the Jiuji Tianshu.
The surrounding scenes are changing rapidly, and quickly become a vast white space. At the end of the space stands a huge mural with nine flying swords on it.
"This is what Zhang Daoling said about murals?"
Shen Lang was surprised.
Because he found eight monks standing under the mural!
The eight monks actually had the cultivation of Mahayana period. They could feel that they were emitting extremely terrible spiritual pressure.
Eight people have different attitudes, some bow their heads to meditate, some meditate in peace, and some dance with hands and feet It's weird.
Just then.
"Hum" a sound, in the air that mural gushes out a white light, a dishevelled middle-aged man came out of the mural, his mouth also issued a maddening roar: "ha ha ha, I will, I will sword area!"
After the roar, the man still had a wooden sword in his hand, and was gesticulating in the air, as if possessed by a demon.
Just as the man came out of the mural, the other eight monks scrambled to enter the mural.
Shen Lang watched from afar for a while and was surprised.
It seems that only one monk can enter the mural at a time, but the monk who comes out of the mural seems to be trapped in some kind of illusion for a long time and his spirit is not normal.
If he guessed correctly, these nine monks were the great powers who fell into the nine pole heavenly book, and they were also part of them.
There are nine volumes of Jiuji Tianshu, each of which records different supernatural powers in Xuanyu. It is estimated that there will be such powerful monks in each volume.
These powerful friars, without exception, were in a certain state of madness as if they were possessed.
Shen Lang couldn't help but wonder what was in the painting?
If it was just the display of sword magic power, it should not let so many former powerful monks sink here.
Among the nine powerful monks, the weakest is the early Mahayana, and the strongest is the later cultivation of Mahayana!
Shen Lang tries to get close to the powerful monks waiting at the bottom of the mural. Fortunately, those powerful monks seem to have no hostility to themselves and do not pay any attention to him.
"Each My predecessors? " Shen Lang also asked tentatively.
As a result, only one of the eight turned to Shen Lang, a middle-aged man with a purple crown and white clothes.
The man just looked at Shen Lang indifferently and said nothing.
As for the other seven, they didn't look at Shen Lang, as if the Shen wave was as insignificant as air.
"Dare you ask this elder, what is in this painting?" Shen Lang, emboldened, inquired.
The middle-aged man did not answer Shen Lang's question, but asked coldly: "boy, how did you get into the book of heaven?"
"I was sent in by Laozu Daoling." Shen Lang said not humbly.
The middle-aged man sneered: "ha ha, it's really him. How ridiculous! Master Daoling sent you a boy in the period of practicing emptiness to enter the nine pole heavenly book? "
Shen Lang always felt that the middle-aged man had something to say. He couldn't help but ask, "listen to the tone of the elder, it seems that he is quite dissatisfied with Daoling ancestor?""Hahaha, it's not just discontent. If it were not for master Daoling, we would not have been trapped here all day long, infatuated with this fresco like a walking corpse! "
The middle-aged man was mad and his eyebrows were filled with a trace of decadence.
"It's also that I haven't been in the mural for 20000 years before I can talk to you. Look at these guys next to me. They've lost their mind." The middle-aged man added.
Shen Lang was puzzled and said, "why didn't you leave Jiuji Tianshu in time and stay here?"
"Boy, you are a new comer. When you enter the mural and experience it, you will never want to come out. The wonderful power of the body is really wonderful
The middle-aged man said, his face showed an indescribable sense of infatuation, completely immersed in it can not extricate themselves.
"Can you tell me clearly what is in the mural? Did Laozu Daoling harm you? "
"Boy, you can see what's in the mural by yourself. Master Daoling did not harm us. This is our own choice. We are subject to this mural all our lives, and we will inevitably have hatred in our hearts! " The middle-aged man hummed.
Shen Lang's heart was full of hair when he said this. What terrible thing in this painting can make these powerful monks look like this?
Since the mural is so dangerous, Shen Lang doesn't want to go in and see it. His reason tells him to give up.
"Master, how can I leave Jiuji Tianshu?" Shen Lang asked respectfully.
"Leave the nine pole heavenly book?"
The middle-aged man hummed: "the exit is in this mural. However, almost no one will choose to go out of the mural if they enter the Jiuji Tianshu."
"What!"
Shen Lang frowned, but he didn't expect that the exit of Jiuji Tianshu was in the mural.
If you want to go out now, don't you have to enter the mural?
Shen Lang really doesn't want to risk his life. Zhang Daoling said that if he can't come out for three days, he will go into the book of heaven and save himself.
Just wait here for three days.
Unfortunately, the middle-aged man next words, let Shen Lang heart sink to the bottom.
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The sky Gang pure Yang Sword array displayed by the silver haired man is also displayed by nine long swords with the color of stars. Countless sword shadows wrap the whole peach forest.
All around the scene instantly turned into a deep starry sky, the sword shadow turned into nine stars, spinning, swallowing, or deep, or silent.
This is not to destroy a space so simple, but to change this space, the silver haired man became the absolute master of this space!
This is Shen Lang's supernatural power that he can't even imagine.
With a wave of the silver haired man's sleeve robe, countless black blades fly out of the nine stars, chopping the already fragmented space again!
At the moment, the origin of space seems to be destroyed, a large number of chaotic beams overflow from the space, countless space cracks interweave with each other and produce strong suction swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth!
"Take it
The silver haired man spat out, and the sword shadow covering the whole peach forest disappears, and the surrounding scene returns to normal.
Shen Lang is still like a bystander. After watching everything, he seems to have a new understanding.
Although Yun Xianzi once said that it would be good to see the contents of rubbings only once, repeated viewing would hinder his own thinking.
But the image in the book of heaven is clearer than that in the rubbings, and Shen Lang can more appreciate the momentum and breath of the gang Chunyang sword array that day.
Shen Lang seems to have an epiphany, but after careful consideration, he seems to have no epiphany.
"This sword array can only be expressed in words. I only show it once. If the disciples can understand clearly, they will be regarded as fairyland. "
The misty voice of the silver haired man has just fallen, and everything in the peach forest is gradually disappearing.
Shen Lang's heart is quite heavy. It seems that what Xi Feng said is true, and cloud trace son really cheated himself. The rubbings of the immortal book originated from the sword field in the Jiuji Tianshu.
The surrounding scenes are changing rapidly, and quickly become a vast white space. At the end of the space stands a huge mural with nine flying swords on it.
"This is what Zhang Daoling said about murals?"
Shen Lang was surprised.
Because he found eight monks standing under the mural!
The eight monks actually had the cultivation of Mahayana period. They could feel that they were emitting extremely terrible spiritual pressure.
Eight people have different attitudes, some bow their heads to meditate, some meditate in peace, and some dance with hands and feet It's weird.
Just then.
"Hum" a sound, in the air that mural gushes out a white light, a dishevelled middle-aged man came out of the mural, his mouth also issued a maddening roar: "ha ha ha, I will, I will sword area!"
After the roar, the man still had a wooden sword in his hand, and was gesticulating in the air, as if possessed by a demon.
Just as the man came out of the mural, the other eight monks scrambled to enter the mural.
Shen Lang watched from afar for a while and was surprised.
It seems that only one monk can enter the mural at a time, but the monk who comes out of the mural seems to be trapped in some kind of illusion for a long time and his spirit is not normal.
If he guessed correctly, these nine monks were the great powers who fell into the nine pole heavenly book, and they were also part of them.
There are nine volumes of Jiuji Tianshu, each of which records different supernatural powers in Xuanyu. It is estimated that there will be such powerful monks in each volume.
These powerful friars, without exception, were in a certain state of madness as if they were possessed.
Shen Lang couldn't help but wonder what was in the painting?
If it was just the display of sword magic power, it should not let so many former powerful monks sink here.
Among the nine powerful monks, the weakest is the early Mahayana, and the strongest is the later cultivation of Mahayana!
Shen Lang tries to get close to the powerful monks waiting at the bottom of the mural. Fortunately, those powerful monks seem to have no hostility to themselves and do not pay any attention to him.
"Each My predecessors? " Shen Lang also asked tentatively.
As a result, only one of the eight turned to Shen Lang, a middle-aged man with a purple crown and white clothes.
The man just looked at Shen Lang indifferently and said nothing.
As for the other seven, they didn't look at Shen Lang, as if the Shen wave was as insignificant as air.
"Dare you ask this elder, what is in this painting?" Shen Lang, emboldened, inquired.
The middle-aged man did not answer Shen Lang's question, but asked coldly: "boy, how did you get into the book of heaven?"
"I was sent in by Laozu Daoling." Shen Lang said not humbly.
The middle-aged man sneered: "ha ha, it's really him. How ridiculous! Master Daoling sent you a boy in the period of practicing emptiness to enter the nine pole heavenly book? "
Shen Lang always felt that the middle-aged man had something to say. He couldn't help but ask, "listen to the tone of the elder, it seems that he is quite dissatisfied with Daoling ancestor?""Hahaha, it's not just discontent. If it were not for master Daoling, we would not have been trapped here all day long, infatuated with this fresco like a walking corpse! "
The middle-aged man was mad and his eyebrows were filled with a trace of decadence.
"It's also that I haven't been in the mural for 20000 years before I can talk to you. Look at these guys next to me. They've lost their mind." The middle-aged man added.
Shen Lang was puzzled and said, "why didn't you leave Jiuji Tianshu in time and stay here?"
"Boy, you are a new comer. When you enter the mural and experience it, you will never want to come out. The wonderful power of the body is really wonderful
The middle-aged man said, his face showed an indescribable sense of infatuation, completely immersed in it can not extricate themselves.
"Can you tell me clearly what is in the mural? Did Laozu Daoling harm you? "
"Boy, you can see what's in the mural by yourself. Master Daoling did not harm us. This is our own choice. We are subject to this mural all our lives, and we will inevitably have hatred in our hearts! " The middle-aged man hummed.
Shen Lang's heart was full of hair when he said this. What terrible thing in this painting can make these powerful monks look like this?
Since the mural is so dangerous, Shen Lang doesn't want to go in and see it. His reason tells him to give up.
"Master, how can I leave Jiuji Tianshu?" Shen Lang asked respectfully.
"Leave the nine pole heavenly book?"
The middle-aged man hummed: "the exit is in this mural. However, almost no one will choose to go out of the mural if they enter the Jiuji Tianshu."
"What!"
Shen Lang frowned, but he didn't expect that the exit of Jiuji Tianshu was in the mural.
If you want to go out now, don't you have to enter the mural?
Shen Lang really doesn't want to risk his life. Zhang Daoling said that if he can't come out for three days, he will go into the book of heaven and save himself.
Just wait here for three days.
Unfortunately, the middle-aged man next words, let Shen Lang heart sink to the bottom.
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