The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 1027 Similar People, Memorable Memories
Xiang Yang took a closer look and found that most of these warriors sitting cross-legged in front of the light mirror had low cultivation bases, and they were all acquired cultivation bases. The strongest ones were just perfect qi.

However, the expressions of these people aroused Xiang Yang's curiosity.

Some, the corners of their mouths bloomed, ecstatic, as if they had learned some great news; some, their expressions were relieved, as if their long-standing troubles had been solved; What kind of bitterness and hatred...

A dozen people, that is, a dozen kinds of expressions, a dozen different moods, even if they are all joyful, getting a response from a loved one, and hearing a message from a friend they haven't seen for a long time, the feelings are completely different.

In addition to these, in the space of the mountain road square, there is also a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the flying phoenix pattern carved on the wall.

The temperament is noble, the attitude is romantic, the realm has already comprehended heaven and man, and the cultivation base is so profound that it is by no means inferior to Qi Hanjiang, and it is definitely the backbone of the elite of the gods.

"This person should be the person in charge of the resources of this plaza. Once the god catcher has made great achievements and needs to improve his cultivation, he can come here to find him.

As for these light mirrors, they seem to focus on the way of the spirit and polish the will. Could it be related to the mirror of the mind? "

Xiang Yang couldn't help guessing secretly, after all, the weird scene in front of him really made people have to think deeply.

Quietly walking along the uninhabited path, Xiang Yang had no footsteps, no sound of breathing, like a ghost, walking along the dark mountain road on the other side of the square.

Not long after Xiang Yang left, the middle-aged man who was standing with his hands behind his back turned around and frowned. He was a little surprised to see the direction Xiang Yang left, and thought to himself,

"This son's spirit is harmonious, like the most holy and godly man, even if he doesn't have a mirror, he will be able to realize his true nature sooner or later.

If you can press your heart down, polish it carefully, and come back after you are promoted to prove the Tao, maybe you can use the mirror to open the spiritual treasure, but it is a pity to take advantage of this opportunity now. "

The middle-aged man is not as powerful as Xiang Yang, but he has excellent eyesight, extraordinary talent, and has experienced the real practice of mirroring the mind, so he has some insights into spiritual perception.

But if Xiang Yang heard it, it would be just a naive sneer.

In this world, it is good to get what you have in your hands. Otherwise, you will wait for your own talent and understanding to be promoted over time. God knows how much unnecessary time and energy will be consumed, and what kind of accidents will happen during the period.

What's more, Xiang Yang has absolute and very confidence in himself. He must break Sanguan Shenzang, and he must be able to break it. If he doesn't even have such confidence and will, he doesn't need to practice. With the current If you practice martial arts and go paddling, you can still live well.

Regardless of what the man was thinking, Xiang Yang continued on his way, and encountered a square where innate warriors gathered one after another on the way. Instead, there were more than [-] people, just like the people in front of him, but the mirror was slightly smaller and more It looks more refined.

Then he came to the secret passage where the realm of heaven and man was located, and saw a light mirror the size of nine washbasins, as well as two very close, intimate relationships, a man and a woman.

These two people were not trapped in the spiritual world like those warriors before, and they were talking privately.

The man looked very heroic and domineering, with bright and sharp eyes. Although he was not tall, he was strong and strong. His exposed arms were veined like pythons, which showed that he was well trained.

In him, Xiang Yang saw an artistic conception that was similar in momentum to Baqiang, but far from the charm. If he expected it to be correct, it should be Wu Qinglie, the disciple of Baqiang who temporarily gave up this competition.

However, according to legend, this person had a marriage contract with a princess of the royal family, but now he has an unclear relationship with a female celestial being in the Shenchamen, and his character is open to question.

And in terms of martial arts, even though he is a disciple of Baqiang, he imitates his teacher seriously, and he almost becomes a demon. If he can't break through, his achievements will stop here, and he is not considered great.

Seeing the other person, Xiang Yang's originally calm and indifferent heart suddenly became turbulent, his brows raised, a little surprised, even panicked.

The beautiful appearance, graceful figure, and inadvertently revealed style, very much like the woman who fell in his arms and died in his hands, Nan Xiaoru?Nan Xiaoru in the Illusory Secret Realm?
Xiang Yang's thoughts suddenly turned back to the time that was countless years ago, recalling the woman who made him unforgettable for the first time, and recalling the moment when he was depressed and full of sadness, everything seemed like yesterday Just happened generally.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, Nan Xiaoru, you said you wanted me to remember you forever, now it seems that you really won.

At the same time, Xiang Yang began to wonder, could it be that the Illusory Secret Realm is not illusory, but real?
Or is it like a parallel world, where Nan Xiaoru in that world and this woman in this world are the same person in different worlds?

There has been no movement in the wordless book for a long, long time, and no mission has been released, but Xiang Yang still clearly senses that he is hiding in his mud pill, ups and downs, waiting for something.

Immediately, Xiang Yang suppressed the anomaly in his heart, his eyes regained his composure, and looked at the two with clear and safe eyes.

"Hey, Detective Xiang is finally here. I thought you were going to save this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity until after you prove the Dao."

When Wu Qinglie saw the person coming, he casually pulled out the big hand that had just been playing tricks on the beautiful woman's clothes, his face was a little rosy, and his eyes flickered in surprise.

On the execution platform that day, he was also one of the chief arresters in purple to watch the battle. Xiang Yang showed great power, and he was deeply aware of and feared Xiang Yang's martial arts, which was as tyrannical as a sword descending from heaven.

He knew that he was impossible, and he would not be Xiang Yang's opponent, so he might as well deliberately show his favor and actively communicate.

"Brother Wu was joking, although Xiang is arrogant, he is not fully confident in his attempt to testify to the Dao. Naturally, he will not let go of this opportunity given by the sect, and is preparing to retreat and practice hard.

I don't know who this is? "

Xiang Yang bowed his hands and returned the salute. Although it was the first time he talked with Wu Qinglie, he didn't feel jerky and alienated.

While talking and laughing at Yan Yan, he still focused his eyes on the woman with fair cheeks and rosy cheeks, with a charming face like spring water and autumn waves, and unconsciously, a touch of tenderness appeared.

The other party was too similar to Nan Xiaoru, or almost the same person, but a little older, which made him feel curious and inquiring.

And for such a similar person, Xiang Yang inevitably has some special feelings for Nan Xiaoru mixed in, such as regret, guilt, pain, pity, complicated things that can drive a person crazy.

Could it be that another world also has an identical self?In other words, the similarity between people is just a coincidence.

"I don't dare to bother Mr. Xiang. My family name is Nan and my name is Fenglan. I'm the Ziyi who is in charge of the Anbu of the God Catch Sect. I've met Mr. Xiang here."

(End of this chapter)