This Person is Too Serious Chapter 73

　　 In the realm of Emperor's fantasy, Wu Wang sat on a white cloud and looked up at the blue sky.

　　 Five or six hours have passed since he was turned into an old man by Senior Shennong.

　　 This is the training ground left by Fuxi?

Yes, it's not bad. With the disc in hand and a few simple words of password, the landforms and formations of hundreds of miles can be greatly changed, from the original endless dense forests to deserts, hills, and hills. A place of trials where various terrains such as mountain streams and plains coexist...

　　Wu Wangchu but the word 'good', I really don't know how to describe it.

　　The only drawback is that it is a bit of a fee.

　　 Somewhere in the illusion, seven or eight old women are sitting or lying down, panting heavily and sweating profusely. The few people with weaker cultivation bases are already pale.

　　 The pavilion owner of the Sihai Pavilion, the thin old man trembled:

　　 "Your Majesty's tool spirit calls people, it's not so!"

　　 "When was the last time I was so tired? It must have been tens of thousands of years ago..."

　　 "The old body, this waist, hiss! How come your majesty is even more old-fashioned than your majesty? A terrain can be modified seven or eight times in a few moments, don't you really know that this matter is extremely mind-consuming?"

　　 "Well, it's the wooden staff in your Majesty's hand. Blue is better than blue than blue."

　　 On the cloud, Wu Wang listened to the complaints of the few celebrity leaders in the gossip plate in his hand, and only smiled.

　　 Where is this?

　　 Later, he must have written all the experience of this trial in the jade talisman to his father-in-law. If the effect is good this time, will he still be afraid of not opening a new map in the future?

　　 He used this gossip plate to communicate with the pavilion masters, claiming to be the treasure of the predecessor Shennong, and was ordered to carry out the next trial, and stopped the original trial.

　　 The good time has come.

Wu Wang snapped his fingers, and the sebowl-sized gossip plate hovered in front of him, Qianyi, Duiyi, Lisan, Zhensi, Xunwu, Kanliu, Genqi, Kunba, and the lines on it lit up with fairy lights. , A projection of this place of trial emerged.

【close the door! 】

　　 A large, colorful array appeared in the realm of fantasy.

　　【Release the genius! 】

　　 The gossip plate vibrated slightly, and beams of light lit up everywhere in the illusion. These beams of light were extinguished extremely quickly, leaving a number of figures below.

　　 1,200 celebrities, Tianjiao, appeared here, his cultivation was suppressed at the peak of Pill Condensation Stage, his spiritual sense was imprisoned within ten meters of his body, and all the magic treasures he should be stored on his body were sealed.

　　Since, this place is not allowed to use the Taoist law of the universe.

　　 These 'young' men and women who had known the rules for a long time immediately looked to the left and right vigilantly.

　　 Wu Wang did not forcibly hide their faces and breath. Such a trial is to select the holders of the Yan Emperor Order. Networking, leadership, influence, etc., are all part of his own strength.

　　 Of course, if someone threatens others with a force outside the illusion, justice will come from heaven.

　　 He raises his hand and points it in the middle of the gossip plate, and has issued a command from the bottom of his heart.

　　 Within the fantasy realm, a cloud of clouds formed out of thin air, condensing into the silhouette of an old man, who was the old figure Wu Wei had been transformed by Shennong at this time.

In the hall outside the illusion, the delicacy and wine have been placed in front of the sect fairy demon. At this time, above the central round table, a group of clouds slowly rises, and a cloud mirror appears in it, and the picture quickly passes through each Place.

　　 Where is the mood of the immortals to chat and eat, focusing only on finding the place of each disciple.

　　 Wu Wang chuckled softly in his heart, closed his eyes and focused, and slowly raised his left hand, together with the Yunwu Dharma body that was projected in the illusion and appeared in front of the masters of the immortal demons in the human world, and raised his sword finger in front of him.

　　 Just listen to the old and somewhat weird voice, which sounded at the same time from inside and outside the fantasy world:

　　"The heaven and the earth have great beauty, the four seasons have clear laws, and all things are reasonable.

　　 I was born in nihility, played by the spirit of heaven and earth, a rod in the hands of the human emperor Shennong, was enlightened by Shennong, played the five elements of Lei Zun, and now he is in charge of this illusion trial.

　　 This trial is called 'My Sovereign'. In the end, only one person can stand in the barrier. The specific rules have been notified to you.

　　 Now each rests for a while, adapting to the mana at this time, and then his own destiny is revealed.

　　 Fate Talisman shattered and escaped from the illusion on its own, which is deemed disqualified.

　　This trial was carried out three times. The first two times blocked one's own realm and stored magic weapons. In the end, there were no restrictions on the return. Only the point was required to stop, and no human life would be injured.

　　 This is the reward for the person who stands last every time. "

In 　　 speaking, the Dharma body slowly spread out his right hand, and three wooden plaques appeared in it.

　　 "The Yan Emperor's Order!"

　　 "It's your majesty's order of the Emperor Yan!"

　　 "I am the only one, the order of the Emperor Yan! This is to give birth to three candidates for the emperor!"

　　 In the hall, all the masters suddenly stood up.

　　 In the realm of fantasy, although most of the cultivators are a little unclear, a few cultivators have already ignited fighting spirit, and their expressions seem to be cannibalistic.

　　 Wu Wang said: "Be prepared for each."

　　 The Dharma body turned into a cloud and collapsed, and the phantom of the three Yan Emperor orders also dissipated.

　　 Wu Wangmin swayed, and scrolls flashed across the gossip disk in front of him.

　　 In a corner of the Phantom, Jimo's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat cross-legged, and began to adapt to the trickle of mana in his body at this time.

　　 Not far from Ji Mo, a strong man set his gaze on him, and began to throw his fists and stretch his legs, and the coordination seemed to be a body that had become hundreds of times weaker.

　　Somewhere in the yellow sandy area, Ling Xiaolan frowned slightly.

Although she wanted to sit cross-legged immediately, she still hesitated. In the end, she took off the cloth boots and carefully made a cloth towel and spread it on the ground. Then she sat cross-legged with bare feet and opened a thin layer of mana knot. boundary.

　　 Although this will consume mana, this is the limit she can bear.

　　 Wu Wang:...

　　 Nice job.

　　 The two disciples of Mie Zong are nothing worth seeing. Although they have a good cultivation base and have experience in fighting techniques, they are still at a lower level than the human domain Tianjiao cultivated by the major forces.

　　 can live to the last three rounds, and add chicken legs to their offerings when they return.

　　 Three trials and three chances, there are only three winners in the end.

　　 And these three winners are only the holders of the Yandi Order, and they don't have any detached identities;

　　 Later, the Renhuang Pavilion will release a message to the outside world, announcing that there are already a certain number of Yandi Order holders in the human domain.

　　 This is the real human emperor trial.

　　 Two hours ago, Wu Wang, who arranged the illusion, went back to the creek to face the Emperor.

　　 "Directly announce that this final reward is the order of the Emperor Yan?"

　　Wu Wang looked at Shennong with a bit of error, and whispered: "Isn't this a target for the outer gods?"

　　 Shennong said indifferently: "If you can't bear the invasion of foreign gods, you can't bear the weight of the human domain."

　　 Wu Wang was silent for a moment, and then said:

　　"But seniors, this time the three Yandi Orders were taken by the three people, not only were the outside gods invaded, they themselves would become lambs in the mouths of the major forces.

　　Human domain seems to be senior, you have the final say, this is also the absolute strength in your hands of senior, and ability overwhelms everything.

　　 But in fact, the operation of the human domain is inseparable from the support of many forces.

　　The frontier generals have become a family, the Sihai Pavilion and Renhuang Pavilion are self-contained, and the major gates are secretly united, and the ten fierce palaces are unpredictable.

　　Senior... Your Majesty is serious, do you want to use three Yandi Orders to ignite the fire of Human Domain? "

　　 Shennong squinted and smiled, looking at Wu Wang.

　　 "Don't you know everything, kid?"

　　 "What do I know," Wu Mou sighed, "I just want to give my little Jingwei a stable growth environment."

　　 Shennong stared and was about to hit someone with his stick, Wu Wang swished out, and quickly returned back in anguish.

　　 "Wuwang, you should know me."

　　 The old man sighed slightly:

　　 "I continue my life for a thousand years, in order to cultivate a successor, so that there will be successors in the domain, so as not to fall into my hands.

　　 This person must not only have the courage to determine the eternal age, have the ability to balance the forces, but also have the ability to survive under the influence of all forces before completely mastering the Dao of Fire and completing the Dao.

　　 Holding the Yan Emperor's Decree is only the first step, and withstanding this pressure, you can embark on the road of a real emperor.

　　 There is not much time for the old man, it is time to make a decision. "

　　Decision.

　　 The heart picture of chatting with his father-in-law slowly dissipated. Wu Wang looked at the gossip plate in front of him, his expression slowly becoming serious.

　　 In that case, don't blame him for being cruel today!

　　 After half an hour passed, Wu Wang pinched the method with both hands, and quickly tapped his finger on the gossip plate in front of him.

　　 everywhere in the illusion, the streamer flickered constantly.

　　 Jimo who was meditating immediately stood up and looked at the four things that appeared in front of him:

　　 A jade talisman representing one's own life, a wooden sword depicting simple prohibition, a stack of thick yellow paper talisman, and a quietly suspended porcelain bottle.

　　 At the same time, a light voice rang from the heavens and the earth:

"Start."

Without any hesitation, Ji Mo leaped forward, holding the wooden sword, grabbing the talisman, and biting the porcelain bottle. The jade talisman stuck to his chest by itself, and his figure resembled an arrow from the string, shooting forward. !

　　 Not far away, the brawny man grabbed the porcelain bottle, smashed the talisman with his fist, and pounced in a low growl.

　　Training!

　　 Jimo's figure jumped and turned, the wooden sword in his hand burst into flames, and several head-sized fireballs smashed the brawny man head-on.

　　 The firelight reflected his angular face, and only calmness remained in his eyes.

　　 "Want to run!"

　　 The brawny man roared, his left arm was raised horizontally in front of him, and the fireballs were smashed one by one, with a grinning smile at the corner of his mouth.

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a burst of flames on the side of 　　, a few talismans that were pasted on the trunks on both sides exploded at the same time, and the sands, ice ridges, and fire snakes gushed at the same time, sweeping the brawny man directly away!

　　 Jimo smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, but his smile hadn't fully bloomed. His figure was about to land on his back. Suddenly there was a scream from the side, and swords shot from him!

　　 The praying mantis catches the cicada, and has its own oriole!

　　 Ji Mo's spiritual consciousness swept across, the light in his eyes trembled, his figure forcibly leaned back, still being swept by the sword energy.

　　 slapped the ground with one hand and turned around. The wooden sword in Ji Mo's hand once again burst into flames, but this time he sprinkled rockets out of thin air, rushing toward the denser forest.

　　The land of the desert is full of yellow sand.

　　 Seven or eight figures besieged one person, sword shadows fluttered, soil stabbed everywhere, and the five element magic tricks kept shining!

　　 Look at the besieged person, with lotus flowers blooming under his feet, and a veil of long hair fluttering constantly. It is Leng Xiaolan.

　　 Ling Xiaolan's figure is as fast as a phantom, flying almost close to the ground, with a lot of enemies who are not weak, the sword has shattered the jade medals on the two chests, and the breath is long and not showing a half tired.

Hundreds of miles away, beside a waterfall, the white-clothed snow-like young man stepped on plum blossoms with his sword fingers. The wooden sword screamed from the side forest, and the forest would ring from time to time. The sound of life jade breaking.

　　 Looking at the place where Jimo was, no more than ten miles away, the girl in the peacock skirt smiled coldly at the man in front of her.

　　 She was about to step on the opponent's face and smashed hard, but she was directly knocked down by the huge boulder flying from the side. She fell in a pool of blood, and her figure was pulled away by a beam of light...

　　 Everywhere, scene after scene.

　　Wu Wang looked at the one with gusto, and it was a bit enthusiastic before he knew it.

　　Isn't it right that you should appear inside, slaughter the Quartet, fight hard, and compete on the same stage with the proud children of the same age, and finally make a blockbuster?

　　 I really want to go down and fight for a while, and I will be the leader of the younger generation of Nanye for a while.

　　 Throughout the trial illusion, there are endless chaos and fierce fighting everywhere.

　　 There are also a small number of people who choose to hide in secret, waiting for the opportunity.

　　 Wu Wang tapped his fingers on the gossip pan, and a slowly spreading light curtain appeared between the heaven and the earth, and the first contraction of the barrier had been revealed in front of all the monks.

　　 The monk in the second circle breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the monks outside the circle were tense.

　　The plain voice resounded inside and outside the fantasy territory again:

　　 "Shrink the barrier after a stick of incense."

　　 The situation in the land of fantasy is changing rapidly. Most of the monks who had been fiercely fighting chose to leave the fighting method, and some of the monks who got angry still kept fighting on their own.

　　 Outside the illusion, there is no sound in the hall.

　　 A human domain master stands or sits, mostly a few or a dozen people gather in a pile, looking at the picture scroll presented by the central cloud column.

　　 They have been in the human domain for many years, what scene have not been seen?

　　Don't say, I haven't seen this scene.

　　 Tens of thousands of battles with tens of thousands of people often erupt on the frontiers of the human domain; such a scene of thousands of people fighting each other is truly spectacular.

In particular, most of those who can participate in this battle are the best disciples brought by each family. They are a collection of top talents in the human domain for nearly a hundred years. The young monk was particularly dazzling.

　　 Even many teachers and fathers suddenly discovered that the original apprentices are not only talented in monasticism, but they can also be so awkward that they can avoid most of the fighting skills by lying on the ground, save their strength, and wait for the inner circle.

　　 In another hall, Shennong smiled as he looked at the scroll of the cloud mirror in front of him with a smile.

　　 This trial is about to start, and all the talents of the previous generation and previous generations will be brought over to practice.

　　 A few ministers in Chinese robes came quickly.

　　 "Your Majesty, are you looking for us?"

　　 "Look at the talents that are worth training," Shennong smiled, "This trial is really good."

　　 "Your Majesty, why did you break your beard?"

　　 "Ah, the beard is broken...hahahaha, do you look younger? Hahahahaha!"

　　 Shennong laughed a few times, raised his hand and changed himself to a new Hu type, and watched and discussed the battle with several important officials.

　　 The atmosphere in the hall quickly became warm.

　　 The enchantment in the fantasy realm shrank and shrank again, and disciples continued to be sent out of the fantasy realm, stomping and sighing depressed in the hall.

　　In the narrower area, more and more masters gather, and there are fewer and fewer individual fights. It is quiet for a while and suddenly there are dozens of people fighting at the same time. ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Shennong's smile is all over, and he admires:

　　 "Who said that the human domain has no successor? Who said that this generation is a lost generation? There are many people!"

　　 Several important ministers echoed.

"Um?"

　　 Shennong's eyelids suddenly twitched, and his finger pointed on the cloud mirror in front of him, and the same picture appeared on the top of the cloud pillar in the hall next door.

　　 "Look at this old man, how is his spirituality?"

　　 Several important officials looked intently, and many masters and disciples in the hall were also attracted by the picture at the top of the cloud column.

　　 I saw the gray-haired old man who had been holy before others, standing above the clouds and in front of a gossip plate.

On the side of 　　, there are several figures condensed in clouds, beating gongs and drumming Xiaodi. The old man shook his old waist lightly with his hands snapping his fingers, his beard and hair fluttering from side to side, and his left foot swayed slightly.

　　 The bright drum sound floated from the picture, this kind of sensual and novel rhythm made all the eyes of the main hall look at the old man.

　　 I don't know which fairy chuckled, and most of the young monks who were eliminated showed a little smile.

　　 This is exactly:

　　 Thousands of people fight to win the emperor's order, lightly sing and slowly shake the spirit of the old device.

　　 However, these people were smiling, and suddenly saw the old Qi Ling raise his hand and point his finger on the gossip plate in front of him.

　　 Boom!

　　 In the illusion, the sky trembled, and the boundless thunder crashed down, and all the monks who were hiding and fighting fiercely were swallowed by the thunder.

After 　　 thunder, the little monk was sent directly out of the illusion.

　　 Among the remaining monks, several figures rushed towards the last lap that had been revealed.

　　 Among these people, Jimo, who was scorched, had eyes full of surprise.

　　 The thunder light that struck him just now, why...not very painful...

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