All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 683

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

Wang Shusheng flew out and smashed an unknown number of boulders in the rockery.

Mo Shanshan and Tmall Girl stood there blankly. Amidst the smoke and dust, a black figure could be vaguely seen standing in front of the big hole that had been broken.

Mo Shanshan looked carefully at the slender figure, his beautiful eyes were narrowed, almost forming a line, and he could vaguely see that this person was indeed very handsome.

The other party also seemed to notice her gaze, turned his head and glanced at her.

But because Mo Shanshan didn't squint his eyes anymore, he didn't see Qing Yu Liancheng's face at this time, and walked towards his teacher Wang Shusheng calmly.

"This woman, could it be Mo Shanshan, she really deserves to be a bookworm..."

Yu Liancheng glanced at Mo Shanshan and sighed inwardly.

With his current appearance, it is almost perfect, which can shake any woman's heart, but the other party doesn't seem to care at all.

call out!
Suddenly, Yu Liancheng swung his hand back, and a white light flew out, followed by bloody light and screams.

In the calligraphy and ink hall, I saw the priest in red covering his throat with his hands, and the stick with candied haws stuck in his throat, blood gurgling out.His face was deformed by the pain, and he was sweating profusely.He stared at Yu Liancheng, his eyeballs were about to pop out, with strong unwillingness, but after all, he was a mortal body, and under such a fatal injury, he still fell down.

And the rich Haotian divine brilliance that was originally lingering on his fingertips also quickly dissipated.

It turned out that the red-clothed priest saw that Yu Liancheng's attention was all on Wang Shusheng who flew out, so he wanted to sneak attack the latter with the divine splendor of Haotian.

In the end, Yu Liancheng noticed and killed him with a stick.

The movement of Wang Shusheng flying out also attracted the practitioners on Mogan Mountain.

"Someone trespassed on Mount Mogan!?"

"Master Shusheng is injured?"

"Be careful, that person is in the Book and Ink Hall."

Within a few breaths, there were vague figures, and dozens of figures appeared.

As a place of practice in the Great River Kingdom, although its background is not as good as that of the Xiling Temple, there are indeed quite a few practitioners, and among them are two great practitioners who know the Fate Realm.

Of course, they also noticed Yu Liancheng, and they knew better that the person in front of them was the one who trespassed on Mogan Mountain and seriously injured Lord Shusheng.

But no one dared to do it.

Yu Liancheng's hands behind Zhuo Li's and Shumo Hall's center emitted a majestic aura, which filled the area for dozens of feet, like a cloud of black clouds pressing down on everyone's hearts.

Not to mention doing it, many young disciples dare not even take a look at it.

"Cough cough."

With a burst of coughing, Wang Shusheng stood up from a broken rockery with the support of two disciples.

This made Yu Liancheng look at Wang Shusheng twice.

In this world, only demon cultists use the vitality of heaven and earth to temper their bodies. In addition, there are similar horizontal exercises in the army.

As for other people, as long as they don't step beyond the five realms, their bodies will not be too strong, and even some mind teachers focus too much on mind power and neglect their own training, which is worse than ordinary people.

Yu Liancheng's previous punch was enough to kill most of the strong men in the world.

But at the moment when Wang Shusheng was about to be bombarded, he was resisted by something like dark clouds and black mist.

It has to be said that this Wang Shusheng reacted quickly and his methods were quite good.

"Wang Shusheng, originally I just came to visit you and ask for advice. But since you want to cooperate with the Xiling Temple and harm me, don't blame me for being rude." Yu Liancheng waved to Wang Shusheng in a light tone: "Come on, Show your true level, and let me see how strong the so-called invincible talisman master is?"

"Ahem, everyone, step back."

Wang Shusheng coughed and turned pale, making the practitioners in Moganshan retreat.

Looking directly at Yu Liancheng, his expression became serious.

He had already heard about Yu Liancheng's deeds entering Taoshan alone, and knew that the other party was the strongest enemy he had encountered in his life, so he dared not underestimate him in any way.He took out a pen from his cuff and drew pictures in the air at will.

The sky above Mogan Mountain was originally clear, but suddenly a gust of wind came whistling, rolling up countless dark clouds, and the entire Mogan Mountain was immediately overshadowed. .

To be honored as a book sage by the world has its own extraordinary features.

Wang Shusheng's talisman practice is different from that of ordinary talisman masters. In addition to understanding the shape of the world, he also has his own natal object unbelievably.

His natal object is this very ordinary-looking pen in his hand.

Ordinary talisman masters use the thought power of the snow-capped mountains and the sea of ​​energy as the pen, and the ink as the ink, and write the characters in a world that can be read naturally. When they understand it naturally and form effective communication, the vitality of the world will be summoned, and it will become countless magic. means.

But Wang Shusheng used his own destiny as his pen, and the wind was filled with countless vitality of heaven and earth as his ink, and he wrote wildly.

He does not need to let nature see his meaning, because he is commanding nature with his own meaning.

The cloud layer suddenly condensed into a word "town" written in cursive cursive, and a coercion descended from the sky, pierced through the world, and pressed towards the town of Yulian.

"Something interesting."

Under this force of repression, practitioners below Zhiming will be crushed into a ball of meat in an instant, and ordinary masters of Fate will also find it difficult to move.

It's just that in Yu Liancheng's eyes, it's just "something interesting".

Wang Shusheng's face also changed slightly, because he also noticed that the suppressing force had only reached three feet from Yulian City, but was blocked by an invisible wall of energy, unable to advance an inch.

"Since your Excellency wants to see Wang's talisman, then come and see enough."

Wang Shusheng soon cheered up again, the hand holding the pen danced wildly in the air, and the dark clouds in the sky were disturbed again, and countless scribbled handwriting quickly appeared in the dark clouds.

at this time.

Dark clouds hang as paper.

The sage of calligraphy is in the world, but the pen is in the sky.

Countless Taos are extremely complicated, and unfathomable symbolic meanings float above the dark clouds, piled up layer by layer.

It is conceivable that once these talismans are poured down, even the Sword Saint Liu Bai will feel slightly troublesome.

Not only because these talismans were written by the divine talisman master Wang Shusheng, they are so powerful, but also because the handwriting is so scribbled that the meaning of the talismans keeps changing.

I don't know what it means, how can I break it?
These meanings are just accumulated in the high clouds, and they accumulate more and more.As a result, the clouds over Mogan Mountain became thicker and heavier.

At this time, the dark clouds give people the feeling that a black city is floating in the sky, and it may collapse at any time, crushing and submerging the Mogan Mountain below.It is also like a volcano that has accumulated for tens of millions of years. Once it erupts, it can burn hundreds of feet in a radius to ashes.

If Yu Liancheng wanted to stop him, all he had to do was punch him.

But he didn't, he just quietly watched Wang Shusheng keep waving his pen.

Look very seriously.

—He is studying.

Learn how to draw symbols, how to let heaven and earth understand your own thoughts.

Among the tens of thousands of exercises absorbed by Gui Zang Nine Dao, naturally there is the practice technique of Master Fu.

But how can the words recorded in the book compare to a rune master showing it in person.

Therefore, he didn't stop Wang Shusheng's continuous strokes, and at the same time, he wanted to see what kind of terrifying attack this rune master could unleash.

But in a moment or three, the symbols in the air had accumulated to the limit.

Wang Shusheng finally stopped writing, his face was slightly pale, writing so many talismans in one breath, even for him as a talisman master, it was a huge waste.

But his expression was full of excitement, because in a real battle, the opponent would not just stand there and let the symbols be drawn.

Especially the swordsman, the flying sword that cuts iron like mud can fly at any time.

But this time, the opponent didn't know whether it was because of arrogance or other reasons, so he just stood there and let him write.

Therefore, Wang Shusheng wrote down all the lethal talismans under his control.

"Yu Liancheng, accept the move!"

At this time, Wang Shusheng raised his pen high, as if it was a giant mountain rising from the ground, trying to pierce the sky.

This stroke did not pierce the sky, but made a hole in the dark cloud that had accumulated countless symbols.

As a result, the talisman flowed down like a galaxy, and countless waves of talisman flew down from the nine heavens. .Any talisman can easily suppress and kill a monk who knows his fate.Now, these talismans are endless, pouring mightily towards Yulian City.

With so many talismans, I am afraid that even Yan Se, who is known as the world's number one talisman master, will be overwhelmed and killed by the talismans.

But Yu Liancheng's expression remained calm.

A wine jug appeared in his right hand, he pulled the cork off, and the wine spilled out without falling to the ground, stagnating in mid-air.

At the same time, with a flick of his right hand on his waist, 'Wan Dao Wu Ji' suddenly appeared in his hand as a brush.

Finally, Yu Liancheng began to write in the air while soaking in the wine.

He is also writing characters.

He actually wanted to use the talisman to confront the talisman.

His practice in the way of talisman is just a fledgling, just started, how can he surpass the few talisman masters in the world? !
But he did, and with confidence.

The talisman from the sky fell quickly.

So Yu Liancheng also wrote very quickly.

He finished writing his talisman when the tautao talisman was still a few feet away from him.

It is not some obscure symbol, but a line of poetry.

——Sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword is nineteen continents.

When these fourteen characters were written, the dark cloud formed by countless talismans was torn apart, the darkness was shattered heavily, and the light swayed down.

However, this light does not bring any warm feeling to people. It is a kind of light that cuts everything, revealing a deep killing intent and ominous light.The moment this ray of light appeared, the sky and the earth were instantly filled with chilling and frightening murderous intent.

——Jian Guang.

This is a sword light.

A sword light piercing through the sky and piercing through the earth.

The sword light shattered the falling talismans, and pierced a hole in the entire dark cloud. Countless talismans were swept away by the sword light, and it immediately melted like ice and snow.

Looking at the remaining talismans in the air, Yu Liancheng picked up his pen and wrote another line of poetry.

——If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up in the sky, and it will never return to the sea.

Boom! !
When this poem was written, the people on the entire Mogan Mountain heard the sound of the river rushing, which was deafening.

There was another piece of slightly transparent sunlight, and when I looked up, I couldn't help but turn pale with shock.There is a river coming from the sky, sweeping away the remaining talismans, and heading straight to the East China Sea.

"How is this possible?"

The talisman was broken, Wang Shusheng spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered back two steps.

This boy is not writing a talisman, it is clearly the "Speaking of the Fa Sui" of the first lecturer and the "Zi Yue" of the master.

No, far more powerful than both.

These two may be able to affect the surrounding area in a small area, but they will definitely not cause such a big turmoil.

Besides, he could also see that although Yu Liancheng's calligraphy was excellent, he was still a beginner in the way of talisman, and it was absolutely impossible for him to achieve a level that even a talisman master could not do.

"It's that wine...and that pen..."

Wang Shusheng is worthy of being a talisman master, his eyes flashed, and he quickly guessed the reason.

His guess was more than half right.

The jug of wine that Yu Liancheng used to make ink was peach blossom wine.

It is not the peach blossom wine that "the human face and peach blossoms reflect red", but the wine made from the peach blossoms in the Xiling Kingdom.

Originally, Yu Liancheng swept away the peach blossoms of Taoshan purely to satisfy his evil taste of "picking peach blossoms and selling wine money".

It's a pity that no one bought the peach blossoms at all, so they simply turned them into peach blossom wine.

Later, Yu Liancheng discovered that the mountain of peach blossoms was worshiped by countless believers, and had the most essential connection with Haotian.After brewing, this connection is still there, even purer.

And Fu Dao is to let heaven and earth understand their own minds.

Using peach blossom wine as an ink painting talisman is simply the best choice.

The pen in Yu Liancheng's hand was transformed by Wan Dao Wuji, one of Wan Dao Wuji's abilities, which can release the power of the host three times, five times, or ten times to varying degrees.

With these two things, even ordinary talisman masters can write extremely powerful talismans.

As for the third point, it has to do with Yu Liancheng's own cultivation.

Whether it is the Tongtian Jianguang or the Dahe Taotao, they can all match one of the nine ways of his return.Urged by Guizang Dao, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

It's a pity that Yu Liancheng's own talisman cultivation is not good enough, so he can't freeze the meaning he wants to express in a certain talisman alone.

He could only decompose the original talisman into a long series of verses.

This is obviously a disadvantage. After all, the more words there are, the longer the writing time. In a real fight, sometimes the winner can be decided in an instant.

Looking at Wang Shusheng who was full of astonishment, Yu Liancheng decided to write the last talisman, a poem.

——Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening.

When this poem turned into a symbol and shrouded Wang Shusheng, Wang Shusheng immediately felt that his vitality was passing at an unimaginable speed, and the strength in his whole body gradually disappeared. The air escapes.

"Mr. Yu, please stop!"

A half-way talisman appeared to compete with Yu Liancheng's talisman.

At the same time, a woman stood in front of the gray-haired and aging Wang Shusheng: "Please forgive me, sir, and let the teacher survive."

The woman in front of her was extremely beautiful, and Zhong Tiandi was exquisite, but her eyes were slightly dull. Although she looked at Yu Liancheng, she still gave off a very lonely feeling.

Who is it if it's not Mo Shanshan?
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