Even if ten million pigs get sick, millions of them will die.
The incense in this life has been pushed to an unimaginable peak, perhaps stronger than Li Changsheng's immortal path. I wonder to what extent that great sage has reached?
Mingsu beside him sighed, "No wonder they gave up Shenzhou and came to the Western Regions. It's a pity that I was a step late. If I had revived earlier, this place would have been mine."
"At that time, the incense of human beings was almost ownerless. As long as a miracle was performed, one could claim it as one's own, and even change the name of the god to use for one's own benefit. After all, people are spiritual beings first. Who would believe without any real evidence?"
Recover sooner?
Qiu Wuji's expression moved slightly. He remembered that fate was part of the great trend of heaven and earth, and it was also a kind of trend.
It doesn't matter who comes, mortals, cultivators, or even powerful people. For this kind of power involving cause and effect fate, being strong or not is actually not important. Sometimes being too strong may not be useful, and powerful people will also try their best to avoid becoming puppets of fate.
Destiny is a complete puppet.
Is he a reincarnation?
"Oh, that's right. I am a reincarnation just like you." Mingsu suddenly turned his head and looked at me. His face, which had no facial features, opened into a dark and bottomless mouth.
It seems to contain endless space.
Qiu Wuji glanced at it indifferently, and then did not make any reply, as if he was not interested in this matter.
"Aren't you curious at all? My cultivation, my identity, why should I be a destiny?" Destiny is like a clown in a circus, his words and actions are very inappropriate.
"Maybe you and I knew each other in your previous life. Maybe I was your wife. Maybe I was your enemy."
"I have no marriage, and all my enemies are losers."
Qiu Wuji has a stern face and is as cold as a sword.
"If you want to talk, I'll listen. If you don't want to talk, I don't care."
"Tsk tsk tsk, how boring! I thought your reaction would be bigger." Mingsu raised his head and looked towards the Divine Court. "Do you know what is most necessary to defeat Li Changsheng?"
"Heavenly Sword."
Chapter 442: The Possibility of Returning to the Cultivation World (2/2)
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Qiu Wuji answered without hesitation: "The Heavenly Sword was born by nature, the Dao is called Wuji, and the Dao of the Sword is Wuji. Everyone thinks that the Heavenly Sword is named after me, but in fact, I named it after the Heavenly Sword."
The Heavenly Sword is not just a sword, it is a ray of remnant sky left over from the creation of the world, and is the "raw material" that constitutes the world. It is just like the axe used by Pangu to create the world and the stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky.
But it was refined into a heavenly sword by myself.
"The Heavenly Sword cannot be retrieved, and the little girl has also been recognized by the Heavenly Sword. The most important thing is that Li Changsheng is here." Mingsu shook his head without hesitation. He also knew that the Heavenly Sword had the ability to kill Li Changsheng, but this thing happened to be in the hands of someone else's Taoist partner.
Li Changsheng himself seemed to have been a sword master.
Qiu Wuji is very special as the first generation sword master, but Li Changsheng's fist can shatter his specialness.
"I know, so you take this sword and give it to me."
Qiu Wuji raised his hand and clenched it. A golden light extended to the palm of his hand and eventually turned into an illusory golden sword.
The sword is called Zhanxian, it is six feet long and three inches wide.
"It's no good. It's a treasure at best, but there are differences among treasures."
"So we need to make it comparable to the Heavenly Sword, so that you can stand in front of Li Changsheng and not be killed by his punch. The greatest miracle in the world now is the gathering of the strongest people of all ages. Even I dare not say that I am the king."
"Have you ever seen a time when several Wuxiang were in full force? They were able to raise the Immortal Slayer to the level of the Heavenly Sword. They were the pillars of heaven and earth, and their abilities were comparable to those of the Heavenly Dao."
Qiu Wuji asked: "Will they help me?"
It is a question, but also a denial.
These Wuxiang seemed to cherish their lives very much, which was normal, as Li Changsheng was much stronger than the others at this stage. Moreover, Li Changsheng had no unavoidable conflict of interest with them, and Qiu Wuji would not fight a battle without confidence.
He likes to challenge the strong, but he definitely doesn't like to seek death.
After seeing Li Changsheng hammering the incarnation of reincarnation into a "little biscuit" some time ago, Qiu Wuji became more certain of this.
Don't ask, the answer is that my strength has not recovered yet.
The reason is that Li Changsheng occupied the spiritual land of Shenzhou and his strength recovered too quickly.
"Not necessarily. Negotiation is a technical job. Whether it succeeds depends on how you talk." Mingsu shook his head and said, "You need to learn how to socialize and negotiate, because you are no longer the strongest and don't have the capital to act recklessly."
"If you say that we should all work together to kill Li Changsheng, no one will help you. But if you say that you can invest in me and cut off Li Changsheng's arm in the future, everyone will be happy to invest. Just like the embryo of this Immortal Beheading Sword, it was also invested by a Saint King who owns a Taoist temple."
"Do you all treat me as a gun?"
"Why? You don't like it?"
Mingsu grinned, his only eye glowing with a strange light.
"Your mentor also wants to use you as a sword to kill Li Changsheng. If you don't want to, I have a way to help you."
“Of course, there is a price to pay.”
The air around began to grow silent, and the whole world seemed to become extremely slow. An inexplicable space fell, isolating all causes and effects and explorations.
Qiu Wuji sensed an incomparable force of space, mixed with a subtle force of time.
Destiny itself does not have such ability.
He was killed by Li Daitao.
Li Changsheng, the Taoist Master, has an unknown destiny, the Demonic Abyss, and a completely broken Heavenly Dao.
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