Tiansojian never expected it.
Yun Jin even frantically thought about harvesting his own wool.
He is still trying his best to guide Yun Jin.
“Let’s show all the superior artistic conceptions first. Don’t worry if some of the fragments haven’t come yet. Wudaohe will remember your artistic conception and will attract the suitable fragments for a long time. The display of the superior artistic conceptions is over. , just show the medium artistic conception and the low artistic conception. Once the aura is remembered by Wudaohe, you can put it away."
Yun Jin responded.
Then she began to show off the many artistic conceptions she had comprehended like a magic trick.
The Tianpo Sword looked at it for a while.
The artistic conception mastered by the little master is a little too much. There are nearly ten medium artistic conceptions, plus a bunch of inferior artistic conceptions.
The Heavenly Soul Sword made everyone take a breath of air.
His master, the Saint of Ten Thousand Paths, has mastered many avenues to dominate his life.
Now.
The little master has also mastered so many artistic conceptions. In the future, maybe he can copy the master's path to enlightenment?
This is not impossible!
After all, the little master, like the master, has five spiritual roots.
The Five Spiritual Roots represent the artistic conception that has five attributes and can be comprehended with all attributes!
The little master seems to have understood the attributes of wind and thunder.
This way.
Theoretically, she can practice any path in the world!
Just.
Manpower is limited.
Although immortal cultivators live a long life, they have an end after all.
If you really want to delve into all the ways, I am afraid that before you can master these ways, you will perish because your life span is over.
Unless you become an immortal, you will not be able to live forever.
Sooner or later, the little master will have to make a choice.
Wu Daohe has memorized all the artistic conceptions of Yun Brocade with the help of Tianpo Sword.
Moreover, more and more light clusters are continuously radiating into the distance, and they are gathering towards this side.
However, there is still no golden light group.
Yun Jin couldn't help but frown.
Can she really not get the super fragment?
Tianpojian chuckled, and then started to explain: "My little master, you can't attract super fragments by just relying on these. There are other ways to obtain super fragments."
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"Oh?" Yun Jin became interested.
Tianpojian was not in a hurry to explain, but showed a smirk: "Those in the Four Holy Lands can only obtain orange light groups and precious golden fragments at most. They cannot obtain them without joining the Wushuang Sect. . ”
Just give some of the other fragments to these people.
Super fragment?
Even if the landlord has a great business, he cannot give it away so easily.
"Am I considered to have joined the Wushuang Sect now?" Yun Jin was a little curious.
Tianpojian's voice suddenly became serious: "Not yet."
"So, I am destined to not be able to obtain the golden fragments?" Yun Jin was a little confused.
Don’t cheat on your own people like this!
The Tianpo Sword appeared next to Yun Jin, returning to its original mature and steady appearance. He said in a deep voice: "So, today I accept a disciple for my master. Yun Jin, you can enter the sect of Wandao Saint, and from now on Take charge of the Wushuang Sect and work hard to restore the glory of the Wushuang Sect? ”
Yun Jin was stunned for a moment.
When Tianpojian spoke.
Wudaohe seemed to have a strange feeling.
The many light groups surrounding her spread out to the side, leaving room for her.
On the Wudao River, the illusory shadow of the Ten Thousand Dao Saints appeared.
He stood high in the sky and looked at Yun Jin with a gentle expression.
The eyes full of wisdom seemed to be filled with infinite expectations.
In a different dimension space.
Sage Wandao is enjoying a rare rest time.
In front of them, there was a small wine bottle.
A bunch of people were drooling around the bottle, but no one reached out to take it.
"After so many years, this is the last bottle of wine." One person wailed: "If I had known better, I should have filled the storage ring with fine wine."
They usually Drinking is very economical, but after all, thousands of years have passed, and the landlord's family has no surplus food.
This last bottle of wine should not be drunk until the last moment.
Just imagine the taste of wine.
While they were drooling.
Sage Wan Dao suddenly sighed. There was a rare look of surprise on the elegant face.
"Boss? What's wrong?" The person next to him asked curiously.
Sage Wan Dao hurriedly said: "Didn't I say it before? I have a feeling that my successor may have appeared. But there is no definite result after all. But this time..."
oh?
Everyone couldn’t help but look expectant.
Sage Wan Dao said slowly: "You should be able to feel it soon."
His words fell. Everyone's expressions slowly changed.
They indeed felt something.
Is this...?
"It's the Wudao River." Wandao Sage showed a pleased expression: "My descendant officially joined the Wushuang Sect on the Wudao River."
He used some means to make it happen. The Wushuang Sect in the outside world and this Wushuang Sect are completely separated.
But.
After they realized the Great Dao, they all left fragments of their own Great Dao on the River of Enlightenment.
Yun Jin's joining the Wushuang Sect caused fluctuations in the entire Wudao River, and they could vaguely sense some of them.
But everyone did not dare to feel too much, and in just a moment, they cut off the feeling.
Although the boss has made many preparations, the Wushuang Sect in the outside world, whether it is Qi or cause and effect, has nothing to do with the Wushuang Sect here.
But, just to be on the safe side. They are still being watched by demons from outside the world, and even this weak sense must be cut off in time.
Today.
The Wushuang Sect here, despite all their efforts, only a dozen or so people survived.
At this moment.
They sat there with complicated expressions.
That man is said to be the descendant of the boss.
Actually.
Their inheritance was also taken away by the boss.
When the Wushuang Sect is rebuilt, perhaps they will have successors.
If so.
It’s less of a regret.
"Stop being so sad." A woman chuckled and said warmly: "The boss has a successor, and the Wushuang Sect is about to be rebuilt. Isn't this a good thing? There happens to be one last bottle of wine. Why don't you get drunk?"
"Oh? Don't you hate wine the most?" someone asked.
The woman smiled: "Today is an exception."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh too.
Sage Wan Dao took out the last bottle of wine, and a dozen people, each with a glass, finished it just in time.
From then on, there was really not a drop of wine left.
Everyone was a little distressed, but more than anything, they were happy.
“Come, let’s drink this cup together.” The Wan Dao Saint raised his glass.
Everyone laughed and drank all the wine in their glasses.
I haven’t had such fun in many years.
With such a small amount of wine, it is natural that no one can get drunk, but everyone is shaking their heads, looking tipsy.
Sage Wan Dao suddenly smashed the empty wine glass on the ground.
He smashed his mouth and said: "Such a good thing happened today, why not let those demons from outside the world be happy for us? Let's go and set off fireworks."
Everyone also laughed.
They flew unsteadily into the air.
Then.
Throw all the newly captured demons from outside the world into the sky.
Bang bang bang, the body of the demon clan exploded like fireworks.
Last moment. The Wushuang Sect people were still happy to see it. The next moment, Wan Dao Saint waved his hand: "Get out, we can't stay in this place."
Everyone left shoulder to shoulder, each one looking shaky. Shake, but the speed is not slow at all.
When the demons from outside the world came out of the whirlpool to check the situation, the Wushuang Sect members had already disappeared.
The demon couldn't help but snorted coldly.
These last people of Wushuang Sect are really difficult to kill.
But it doesn’t matter.
No matter how powerful a person is, he will be injured.
After thousands of years, the injuries on their bodies have accumulated more and more, and there is no time to recover. At most, they will come to the end in a hundred years.
They can afford to wait!