Chapter 685 The Terrifying Abyss

Convince a person.

Fists are always more important than words.

Of course, if you say that words are also very useful, as long as the method is appropriate, it can still convince a person and make a person soften.

That is not wrong.

However, for sword cultivators, only sword fighting is always persuasive, just like Mo Yibai, who used to look down on Cheng Lijun in every way, but after losing inexplicably, his attitude changed.

So much so that Cheng Lijun is no longer regarded as an outsider by them.

Occasionally, they still invite Cheng Lijun to participate in their gatherings, discuss swordsmanship practice, and learn from each other, and they are happy.

The reason why it is said to be occasionally is that Cheng Lijun always brings Nie Wushuang to these occasions. However, they look down on Nie Wushuang from the bottom of their hearts and are not willing to see him. It is like a red swallow mixed in with sparrows.

The sparrows will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, Cheng Lijun did not participate in most occasions, especially when there were outsiders. However, neither she nor Nie Wushuang had any complaints about this, and everything was calm and indifferent.

People should not live for others.

Don't care about what others think.

Otherwise, being born as a human may not be too aggrieved.

Anyway, if you call me, I will go, and I will come with a group, as if there is no one around. I will participate in the topic if I should, and I will focus on being natural.

You can ignore me!

However, I will treat you with the same attitude as you, no matter if you are the king of heaven or something else.

If you confront me, even if you are the ancestor of the Dharma, I will confront you back.

Words can't make sense. If you want to fight with swords, then come on, I will accompany you at any time, and the victory or defeat will be decided by swords, and you can also fight life and death.

This is Cheng Lijun's attitude towards others.

There will never be any change, even if Fangcun Sword Master speaks, don't think about it, because you brought us here, not us who are willing to come.

Although Fang Cun Jian Zun didn't understand why she had the confidence to hold such an attitude, he would not be angry because of it.

Although the Half-step God of Transformation cares about face, it varies from person to person.

He did not forget his purpose. He accepted Cheng Lijun as his disciple, but he wanted to achieve two goals. He was asking for help from others.

The first purpose was naturally to let Cheng Lijun participate in the Seven Nations Conference at the end of the year and go to the Hidden Dragon List. If she could get the top spot on the Hidden Dragon List, his title of the weakest Hidden Dragon List in ten thousand years would disappear.

After all, he was the top, and his apprentice was also the top.

God loves him and makes him very lucky and smooth all the way. It is impossible that even his apprentice is the child of destiny, right?

The second purpose was naturally to use Cheng Lijun as a whetstone.

Only when he encountered setbacks here with Cheng Lijun and broke the favor of heaven, he could take the last step and step into the realm of transformation.

Otherwise, even if he was a half-step god of transformation, he could not take that step.

For him, the transformation of the spirit is too illusory and incomprehensible, and there is no way to find any signs.

In this case, Cheng Lijun dared to confront him.

Although he was unhappy on the surface, Fangcun Jianzun was actually happy and joyful in his heart. He vaguely saw the light in front of him, and the shackles that imprisoned the soul seemed to be loosened.

In short, Nie Wushuang and Cheng Lijun stayed in Wanjian Guizong like this, and there was no problem in the short term.

For Nie Wushuang, Cheng Lijun's participation in the Seven Kingdoms Conference was also an opportunity. Through this opportunity, he could observe the truth of this world.

Is it what he guessed?

...

Tianyuan!     The so-called Tianyuan!

In fact, it is the white fog world, but it is not an independent space formed by aliens from outer space, and it is different from the rules of this world.

This white fog world is not an alien from the outside world, but is formed by this space world. It is a bit like a parasite grown in the world. In short, it is a little different from other white fog worlds and more stable.

Take Nie Wushuang's Wanxiang God's Dharmakaya for example. He was formed by the white mist world and is a small incarnation of the rules of the white mist world.

His aura is very different from Tianyuan.

However, it is also understandable that Tianyuan is a barrier opened by several great masters of the Fayan Sect. In fact, it is a space crack.

However, the space cracks in the world are passages, and the crack they opened is a natural moat, a natural moat that divides the world into two.

Once you enter Tianyuan, it is equivalent to leaving this world.

If you want to return to this world, you must leave Tianyuan, but if you enter Tianyuan, you will become a part of Tianyuan and it is impossible to leave.

This is what Nie Wushuang feels.

Here, he feels that the cause and effect are changing and distorted, which is completely different from normal cause and effect.

Distorting time, distorting space...

Similar forces are very powerful and difficult to resist, but neither can compare to distorted cause and effect.

Nie Wushuang is also a person who has a very good grasp of cause and effect. In the second world, cause and effect is the mainstream, unlike this world, where it is difficult to talk about cause and effect. Perhaps it is because the terrifying master of this world is the only true god, and the multi-layer space has not been completely polluted by the Buddhist aura.

Buddha pays the most attention to cause and effect.

Even so, after entering Tianyuan, it is difficult for such Nie Wushuang to grasp the cause and effect relationship and leave.

At this time, he was walking alone in the vast desert.

What caught my eyes was always golden sand, without any green or vitality, just like the desert I came from. In fact, this was the desert I came from. Not only was the scene the same, but the smell was the same.

It was as if Nie Wushuang had returned to the west through the abyss.

Most people would have panicked, but Nie Wushuang didn't. He knew very well that what he saw was just an illusion.

No matter how lifelike it was, it was an illusion.

Because what he was looking at now was the Death Desert, but yesterday, the scene in front of him was his hometown in his first life, a mountain city where two rivers met, a strange and magical world, and he was like traveling through time and space and returning to his hometown.

What he saw in front of him were all familiar people and familiar scenes, and even the fragrant aroma of hot pot coming from both sides of the streets was so intoxicating.

On the side, the fisherman next door secretly took his tools and rode out on a small motorcycle, and then there was a loud shout.

The loud shout from the hot girl.

"He Qiang, you're going fishing today. I'm going to break your legs. Do you hear me? Count to three and get back here!"

After a while, a small motorcycle appeared at the alley entrance.

The fisherman rode back dejectedly on the small motorcycle.

Seeing Nie Wushuang, he even said hello to Nie Wushuang. Seeing Nie Wushuang looking at his empty fish basket, he laughed dryly twice.

"Bad luck, I missed!"

"Ah!"

Thinking back to that scene, Nie Wushuang sighed.

The past cannot be pursued!

Really want to go back?

Abandon the extraordinary.

Degraded to cattle and horses, or even ants?