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Chapter 4317 Isn't it beautiful

Ten years have passed in a flash.

Zhou Shu and the Mu Clan met in the scheduled fairy city.

The Wood Clans took Yun Zhi to speed up the road, and they spent a lot of effort. They encountered hundreds of interceptions along the way. The Wood Clans were basically chased and had to face danger at all times... The double pressure of physical and mental health made them look haggard, but they also received a lot of training.

Already a reliable warrior.

Everyone gathered together and after a few days of rest, they advanced to Xianshu City. The team became very large. The Tan family, which had been prepared for a long time, joined in the Xu family and several foreign sects. They will jointly undertake the tasks of protecting the Wood Clan, the Tianfu Sect and so on.

Zhou Shu was not in it.

He left early. At his speed, it only took a few years to reach Yuntong, the closest to him. It took too much time to work with others. Moreover, a saint reminded him that in the outer world, it was not the Cihang Sect or the Wood Clan who most likely caused danger, but himself.

This is true. After only half a month of walking, Zhou Shu was surrounded by an inexplicable barrier.

Bang!

The barrier opened in response to the sound.

Zhou Shu was a little surprised that this barrier was not weaker than what he had encountered before.

My own growth is not small.

At this level, the only way to judge whether you have made progress is to fight with the saints.

"I have good intentions, what are you doing!"

A voice came into the sea of ​​consciousness, and it sounded a little angry.

Zhou Shu stared forward without saying a word, constantly improving his strength and concentration until a bright and beautiful golden door appeared in front of him.

This is the door of wonder that must be experienced in becoming a sanctified, and it is also the mist in the eyes of the saints.

It can indeed be done by myself.

After seeing the door, he did not pass through it, but continued to improve his power of comfort, which also accompanied by perception.

Gradually, a vague figure appeared behind the mist, and it was vaguely obvious that it was a tall middle-aged man, with a hint of surprise in his bright eyes.

Zhou Shu raised his hand, "I've seen senior."

"You...can you see me?"

The middle-aged man's figure was slightly shocked, and he looked at Zhou Shu behind the door and was in a panic.

Zhou Shu said calmly, "I'll do it after trying it. I didn't know in advance."

He has not been in vain for these ten years. He has realized the chaos, enhanced Shu Zhidao, combined with the daily tips of the saint Qiu, and combined his past knowledge and experience, and finally crossed the threshold and stood in front of the gate. The Lord of Reincarnation is right. He has seen the gate long ago. As long as there is a threshold, he can quickly step up.

Seeing that standing in front of the door doesn’t mean you can pass by. Of course, Zhou Shu doesn’t want to pass by now.

After passing this gate, the world will be different, and the heavens will become real shackles. It is better to stay outside.

Now he estimates that his level should be similar to Elder Ying, but it's only in the past few years. When he returns to Xianshu City and integrates Jianmu's huge memory, Shu Zhidao will definitely improve qualitatively.

The middle-aged man was stunned and said slowly, "No wonder they are optimistic about you, they really did not choose the wrong person."

"What's wrong with senior?"

Zhou Shu was immersed in Shu's sensation power, pondering the doors of all wonders, and further understanding the chaos. He clearly realized that the period before the saint became a saint was the best opportunity for practitioners to understand the laws of chaos. However, most people were unwilling to wait at this moment, and they wanted to become saints earlier and transcend heaven and earth. But they didn't know that the so-called transcendence may just be another reincarnation given to you by the heavens, which has no memory.

The middle-aged man said slowly, "I want to block your breath because someone is following you."

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, "But it is difficult for seniors not to be discovered by others in the heavens, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "You will find out, but they know that it is my saint's power, so there will be no more people who dare to come."

Zhou Shu paused, "I am a little familiar with the power of the saints of my seniors. Should I be the Qing Emperor?"

"Um?"

The middle-aged man nodded without realizing his head, with a little appreciation in his eyes, "You are very knowledgeable. Have you ever gained the power of my saint? But I don't remember you anymore... When did it happen?"

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "It was something I did not know long after entering the heavens. I refined a famous pill, which was as breath as a senior."

In fact, he had recognized it a long time ago, so he naturally respected it a little, otherwise he would not have called him a senior directly instead of calling him the same as before. This Qing Emperor had a little support for him. The saint's name pill in Wufang City helped him a little.

Qingdi said unconsciously, "Then we have had cause and effect long ago, and you are my disciples."

"It's cause and effect, but this is not considered a master and apprentice."

Zhou Shu shook his head, "The famous alchemy and talismans in the heavens, and some magic weapons, all have the aura of a senior. If these people are considered senior disciples, seniors will have at least tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of disciples."

This Qing Emperor enjoys keeping his words, and his power is everywhere in the heavens.

Qingdi touched his chin and said embarrassedly, "Zhou Shu, you are very cunning."

"Senior, we are each other."

Zhou Shu raised his hand and smiled, looking indifferent. The act of Qingdi's words everywhere is also an act of sowing seeds and collecting disciples. It is just casual and does not have to pay too much price, so both parties can refuse to admit it. Most of the time, Qingdi does not admit it, does not admit it, and does not admit that those people have too much relationship with him, and does not want them to take their own name. But now he wants to admit it, but Zhou Shu does not admit it.

"Or I'll give you some more now?"

The Qing Emperor looked at Zhou Shu and seduced him, "If you practice whatever you want, I will give you the power of a saint. Isn't it beautiful to wear famous brands?"

Zhou Shu waved his hand with a smile, "Senior, stop joking."

Now Zhou Shu is not very different from the saint, and he still has to accept gifts from the saint to help the saint do things. How is this possible? In other words, Qing Emperor is just kidding. If Qing Emperor really thought so, he would have offended people at this time. If it were someone else, it would not be surprising that he would fight on the spot.

"If I had known this, why should I have been there?"

The Qing Emperor sighed lightly and looked serious, "Zhou Shu... Hum? So fast!"

As soon as he started talking, he stopped, and the Qing Emperor's face darkened, and his figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Shu realized something, and quickly put away Shu's power, and the doors of all wonders disappeared. It was obvious that someone was chasing him and it was impossible to understand it again. Judging from the expression of the Qing Emperor, most of the people coming were in trouble, no less than that of the Qing Emperor.

The Qing Emperor is very strong, stronger than ordinary saints.

It's obvious.

The other saints were all in simplicity, but the Qing Emperor was able to travel back and forth between the heavens and the chaos realm and keep leaving power, which shows that he occupied a good place for easy access to resources, and may also be an outlet for the realm.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu's eyes were calm and his fighting spirit was burning unconsciously.

He didn't care about enemies coming at all. On the contrary, he really wanted someone to come, whether it was a saint or a god, it didn't matter.

The experience of fighting them is the most.
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