Life, such as morning dew, can be arbitrary. There are not many times when the dew is clear. If it doesn’t fall into his hands, it will be scattered.
He said slowly, "No wonder the bald donkey always said that everything is as good as dew and as good as Li Daoyou. Although I held my sword, I didn’t give up. Even if this life is a dream, I will be the biggest one."
With that, he laughed and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and forty perfect physical practices were revealed.
"Like brother Luo, such a great man must die. Heaven and earth are inherently escaping to’ one’. I’ll see if brother Luo grasps that’ one’."
Li Zhichang pulled out a long sword and suddenly even stabbed nine times, each of which was repeated before, but it did not cause fluctuation because each sword fell at the same time.
The sword moves but time doesn’t move. This is not a moment to stab nine swords in a row, but to stab nine swords at the same time.
When these nine swords were born, this time has not changed.
Luo Qiubai finally understood Li Zhichang’s fierce point, which gave him a face that he had never seen heaven and earth, not how fierce Li Zhi was, but from the shock displayed by Li Zhichang.
What Shiluo Qiubai experienced was a conjecture of modern society.
We are not in a limited subdivision, just like the universe, although it seems to be limited, there is still a limit, and the mature universe is still expanding
If the universe is limited, there is no expansion
Therefore, there must be a gap where the smallest unit is not continuous when subdividing continuously.
At the same time, time is the same, and time has the smallest unit, that is, when a piece of light passes through the smallest unit.
So if the speed reaches a certain level, breaking the limit of the universe can keep the universe unchanged.
At this level, no matter how many things you do, the real universe will not change, and the sum will lose its meaning.
This is a terrible level, which can be said to touch the most subtle truth in the virtual universe.
This is the way of Li Zhichang.
Of course, the Li Zhichang just now has consumed most of its strength, and its lethality is not strong. With that situation, it can launch an inevitable blow to the target.
This is different from when Xu Hongru’s little bell settled, and the flowing Li Zhichang directly jumped to another dimension beyond the reaction speed of the universe.
The effect is similar and the meaning is completely different.
It’s a pity that this is not due to Li Zhichang’s physical strength, but because he was exposed to the mysterious stone chamber and was infected by the power when he crossed the mysterious stone chamber. He had some characteristics of resisting time to do this.
He is not strong enough to do it easily.
And in the face of such characters as the old demon in Montenegro, the other party will return him on a whim and wait for him to move his thoughts. The other party has long known that it is necessary to strengthen protection, so that although Li Zhichang hits it, it can be resisted
Luo Qiubai wry smile way "Li Daoyou so believe that I will show me the closet peerless fencing"
Li Zhichang said faintly, "If fencing is unbreakable, it doesn’t matter. If you can break it once and build a wonderful work, can you do it twice?"
"It’s no wonder that Li Daoyou can touch the Golden Wonderland as soon as he enters the fairy. You are really like the old demon in Montenegro. Although there is still a gap in strength, this strong mentality is from law."
Li Zhichang will gently withdraw the scabbard like autumn water. "Just now, if this fencing is achieved by Brother Luo, it will definitely be displayed. I will fight side by side with Brother Luo."
Luo Qiubai smiled lightly. "I dare not lose with Li Xiong’s words."
"I’m already exhausted today. I’ll go first."
Li Zhichang body went quickly and quietly.
A pool of fresh lotus is dancing with the wind, and it seems that I don’t know anyone has been here.
At this time, an old Taoist priest slowly appeared around Luo Qiubai with a wine gourd and a scarlet complexion.
This person is the original pear Taoist and Li Zhi often met once.
He is brother Luo Qiubai.
The old Taoist priest said to Luo Qiubai, "This person doesn’t seem to be as emotional as we thought. If you are willing to make moves after March, your chances of winning should increase a lot."
Luo Qiubai raised his arm and said, "Some people can be defeated, others can’t be defeated. If Li Daoyou doesn’t prove Jin Xian for a day, he will never challenge the old demon in Montenegro. We have to deal with the old demon in Montenegro, but Li Daoyou’s pursuit of challenging the strong enemy differently from us is that he sharpens his own means rather than his purpose."
"It’s a pity." The old monk took a sip of wine.
When Li Zhichang met Fahai and Luo Qiubai, he felt that he should go to the humble Wang Chuanshan, a Confucian master who could never be born.
Wang Chuanshan is only 50 years old this year. It is Confucianism that does not seek immortality.
Although he is much younger than Li Zhichang, he has a profound understanding of heaven, earth and universe, even if he is not inferior to Li Zhichang.
Such people can’t measure it with general thoughts.
There is a kind of life that proves a certain truth, that is, it takes hard work to let people know the importance of talent.
He is that kind of person with great talent.
What happened in this man’s short 50-year career can’t be told in three days and nights. His life is really full of magic.
When he was six years old, Wang Chuanshan passed by Jinshan Temple with his father to visit Fahai Wang Chuanshan’s father. There were quite a few titles in Fahai. That night, they watched the moon together. Fahai suddenly asked Wang Chuanshan’s father to write a poem about his father for a while. At this time, Wang Chuanshan, a six-year-old boy, opened his mouth and came to "Jinshan as big as a fist, breaking Weiyang’s underwater days, leaning on the gauze platform, blowing through the hole and sleeping on the jade flute."
At that time, there was an old dragon in the West Lake who didn’t go to hear the poem and returned it to Yang Bo to entertain.
Fahai, although a monk and a great virtue, can’t help raising eyebrows.
So I have the heart to try him and let him do another one.
Luo Qiubai held out his hand. His hand seemed to have crossed the distance and just caught the dew falling from a lotus leaf.
