He was the creature who had earlier materialized the story of the 15 pages of scrap paper. If he could avoid taking action, Wang Xuan would naturally be happy to sit back and watch the clouds roll by.
"If you don't want to kill me, then don't kill me. But you'll get away with it." The black-haired monster glanced at him coldly before leaving. "You'll be in trouble," Wang Xuan responded.
The Thousand-Handed Golden Spirit King, the powerful 6-destroyer from No. 3, also understood. The exquisite puppet at the end of the void faded away.
A tense 6-game decisive battle almost broke out, but it ended so suddenly and calmly that it seemed a little unreal.
Then everyone returned to their own dojo, and the six breakers present nodded to each other and then disappeared.
Wang Xuan told his senior brother about his experience in a secret message, and then he entered the deepest part of the fog to completely get rid of Shen Qiu's gaze in the unknown. Finally, he returned to Huaguo Mountain and began to enjoy the peaceful years as an extraordinary person. He studied the scriptures and practiced seriously every day.
When he has nothing to do, he will go to the back of the life soil to care about the growth of the seven divine vines of creation, check the power contained in several great gourds, and study the background of different extraordinary sources.
In general, he was more eager for the massive amount of Dao Yun in No. 3's native land, and planned to go over and collect it after it had been stable for a while.
"How about you help me go over there, hold the Chengdao bottle and collect it slowly without disturbing others." Wang Xuan discussed with the woman on the stone slab. In the end, he did not get any response.
The mysterious woman was as quiet and beautiful as a falling flower. After coming out, she admired the beautiful scenery of the otherworldly place. Asking her to run errands? It was impossible.
"You are fine anyway, so go and see the countless beautiful sights in this real world. The most important thing is that after you collect the Dao rhyme of the native No. 3, I will consider helping you restore your true body in advance. It is not impossible to collect all the things you want in this century."
The previous words naturally did not cause any waves, but when the woman heard that the date of her true body's return could be advanced, she showed some interest.
"You are not helping me with work, but going to visit the beautiful mountains and rivers of the No. 3 Supernatural World. Go ahead." "Don't be a stay-at-home girl. Walk around more and take a look at the world of the new era."
The woman on the stone slab finally floated away and really set off on her journey.
Wang Xuan himself continued to comprehend the Dharma, reading various scriptures and studying the origins and changes of several great myths and worlds.
He was very busy and had someone to help him share the work, which saved him a lot of time. If he went there alone, he could only lie in wait and collect slowly. If he made too much noise, it would definitely alert the remnants. During this period, he did not forget to write letters to a group of ancient brothers from the Jedi, asking them if they had any difficulties and whether they needed help.
The giant beasts on Lupo, the blue ox, the white-haired Wei Luo and others were all very surprised. The leader was elusive and found out all the secret places that they had never announced to the public.
The next best thing was that they received a package, and Lu Po, Yu Teng Qingniu, the Bear King and others were all extremely excited.
The soil destroyed by the thunderbolt still had miraculous effects. Later, Wang Xuan contacted the two working holy insects and found that these two guys were rebellious and very close to the 6 Breaker Ge group. They responded to his call very slowly.
That night, the Karma Silkworm and the Destiny Cicada had dreams. Their consciousnesses were invaded, and the oppressive feeling from Boss Wang almost made them collapse. They trembled and knelt on the ground in the dream.
Afterwards, they all doubted their lives, what level did the perverted little Wang reach. The divine moon was hanging high in the sky, and the bright moonlight and wine were falling. Wang Xuan was walking alone in the field outside the Flower and Fruit Mountain. Recently, Old Zhang Jian and Fairy Fang Yuzhu had both gone into seclusion. He was alone enjoying the night view, and he felt that something was wrong tonight.
Thick fog was rising on the mainland of No. 3, and the man who had materialized the five stories on the scraps of paper came out, followed respectfully by a monster covered in black animal hair.
They approached one after another, and in the new myth world, there was a slight sound of metal chains colliding under the No. 1 supernatural source. The giant slowly emerged from the fog, revealing a partially hazy outline.
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