Chapter 155: The Illusory Soldier Is Ideal!
This was the first time Zhou Lu encountered this kind of reprimand after entering the army. At this moment, her complexion changed slightly. She wanted to refute but did not dare to open her mouth. Said loudly.
"But my generation of monks, shouldn't we act openly and aboveboard in order to pursue the Dao?"
"Being upright is the heart, and taking action against the enemy is the means, isn't it the same? Besides the Dao? Do you think the purpose of cultivation is to pursue the Dao!" General Zhou glanced at Zhou Lu with stern eyes.
"The purpose of cultivation is for self-protection, for survival, and for killing! Only after all these are resolved, can you be qualified to pursue the so-called Dao!" General Zhou seemed unwilling to say too much, and looked back at Zhou Lu eyes, no longer pay attention.
Zhou Lu was stunned for a moment. Obviously, she had never heard of this kind of statement in Bailu Taoist Temple. This was the first time she heard it. She was a little confused and lowered her head thoughtfully.
And on the battlefield that is attracting everyone's attention at this moment, following the bald youth's attack and Wang Baole's body suddenly retreating, the distance between the two was opened. At the same time, the bald youth glared at Wang Baole. After calming down again, a golden glow appeared in the depths of his eyes, he raised a finger in his right hand, placed it in front of him, and spoke lightly.
"Master said, I'm from the Piaomiao Daoyuan's lineage of enlightenment. I understand the myriad ways of the world. I choose one to integrate myself and transform the world. I am free from dust and stupidity. I only enlightened to a drop of water. I ask Fellow Daoist Wang to enlighten me." They are also somewhat different, revealing a deep and persistent.
Almost at the moment when he opened his mouth, with the lifting of his right finger, a drop of water condensed from all directions as if out of nothing, and directly transformed into the bald youth's fingertips.
This drop of water is clear, refracting light from all directions, it seems to be endlessly bright in the blink of an eye, and the moment it appears, it seems that all the light around this meeting point is dimmed, only this drop of water is the only eye-catching, extremely vivid!
The moment the water droplet appeared, Lu Zihao's complexion changed wildly, a strong sense of crisis that he had never seen before, made him stop breathing, and instinctively backed away, as if he wanted to stay away from here.
It was really that drop of water that made him feel irresistible, and even a glance would make his heart thunder like a thunderous astonishment.
"What kind of spell is this? It doesn't use talisman paper. This person is really a real breath? He claims to be enlightened?"
While Lu Zihao's mind was shaking, Wang Baole also shrank his eyes suddenly. The appearance of the water drop also made him feel an indescribable crisis. It was as if the water drop contained some power that he could not understand. This strange force seems to be able to shake all directions and affect his whole mind.
"This person is from the Dao Enlightenment Department!" Wang Baole's breath condensed. He didn't think highly of this Dao Enlightenment lineage at first, but now when he noticed the drop of water, he felt that his previous understanding of the Dao Enlightenment Department was somewhat different. up.
"However, so what about the lineage of enlightenment, just now he instinctively dodges my attack, then... as long as he is approached by me, he will be blown away with a punch!" There was a flash of purple light, and at this moment, the whole person's cultivation was fully functioning, the breath suddenly dispersed, and he suddenly took a step towards the bald youth!
As Wang Baole's aura rose, he was like a sharp sword out of its sheath. The moment he walked out with this step, the bald young man seemed to feel Wang Baole's fierceness. traces, went straight to Wang Baole in an instant.
"You have no chance to come near me again." Almost at the same time as the bald young man's words came out, Wang Baole stepped down, his body shot up, and he changed direction in mid-air, trying to avoid the drop of water, but the drop of water Zhu Qiyi, at this moment, exploded directly, forming a mist of water, which spread in all directions at an indescribable speed and tumbling crazily, enveloping Wang Baole inside.
As the mist hit his face, Wang Baole's vision blurred, and when it was clear, his eyes shrank suddenly. At this moment, everything around him had changed. Both Lu Zihao and the mountain peak he was on had all disappeared.
There are no stands even in the sky, and the whole world seems to be left with only mist. Standing here is like being in a sea of mist, and seems to be forcibly pulled into a fantasy.
"Illusion?" Wang Baole breathed slightly, and suddenly, while being alert, the surrounding fog suddenly rolled over. With the reverberation of strange roars, there were faces rushing out of the fog. These faces were without exception. They all look like Wang Baole!
The expressions are different, some are laughing, some are crying, some are gritting their teeth in anger, some are screaming in despair, and there is even greed among them, as if all the emotions and desires of a person are expressed on different faces, towards Wang Baole Come roaring.
Wang Baole's complexion changed, and the Frost Sword immediately flew out from the right hand, and the protective beads burst out, forming a light curtain, but it had no effect on these faces with all kinds of emotions and six desires. He devours and bites, destroying both body and spirit!
"It's somewhat similar to the Weiyang clan...!" Wang Baole's expression moved. These faces reminded him of his experience in Shard Mountain.
Just when Wang Baole's mind was shaking violently, the voice of the bald young man Li Wuchen came from all directions in this foggy world.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, what I pursue in my lineage of enlightenment is the method of understanding the myriad ways of the world, and here, I use a drop of mortal water that I have realized, and a trace of spiritual blood from the outside world given by the master, and it is condensed by his old man's technique. , the phantom soldier that finally transforms!"
"In my world of phantom soldiers...everything is ideal! You can regard this place as an illusory world of spirit, so here, you can imagine as you like, even if you imagine that you have become an extremely strong man, come to fight with me, There is no problem!"
"However, this is my phantom soldier, so no matter how you imagine here, I will always be stronger than you. Master once said that you have great potential, so here, I really want to know, facing your own emotions and desires, you How big is your ambition!"
With the reverberation of Li Wuchen's words, those faces rushing towards Wang Baole roared louder one by one, approaching instantly, Wang Baole's eyes flashed coldly, and he immediately backed away.
"Phantom soldier, what is it?"
"Better than imagined? Is there such a battle? All those who understand Taoism are lunatics..." Wang Baole tried to imagine that he had become an invincible giant in doubt. With this idea, his body suddenly swelled in the blink of an eye. , actually in this world, it seems to be indomitable, extremely huge.
"It's really possible!" Wang Baole's heart trembled wildly. He only felt that there was an earth-shattering power that seemed to be able to destroy everything, and it was erupting crazily in his body, but at this moment, this illusory mist world actually expanded accordingly. , as if no matter how outrageous Wang Baole's imagination is, this world can accommodate it!
It was even at this moment that those roaring faces all swelled up and fused with each other in an instant, finally forming a huge face in the sky that seemed to cover most of the sky, even heavier than Wang Baole The majestic momentum suddenly came towards him.
It seems that in front of it, there is no invincible giant!
But at this moment, outside of this illusion, on the high platform in the sky of Zhanwu Pavilion Grand Competition, whether it is the military or federal officials, or the elders of Misty Taoist Academy, all eyes widen suddenly, and many people even Stand up straight away.
"this is……"
"Phantom Soldier, this is the magic technique created by Li Xingwen, the former President of the Federation, after he realized the magical weapon!! He once said that in the future, he would use this method to create a great change in the Federation's magic weapon, so as to be recognized by the world, try to break through, and become the only one in the Federation. Nascent Soul!"
"Li Xingwen is a genius of heaven, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his understanding is the number one person in the Federation. This disciple of his actually has such an understanding. It is only true breath, and he can actually use this technique!!"
In the eyes of everyone in the high-altitude stands, on the battlefield where Wang Baole and Li Wuchen are at this moment, the bald young man Li Wuchen, with his knees crossed and his eyes closed, his lips moving slightly, is chanting incantations that outsiders cannot hear!
And in front of him, ten feet away from him, there was a huge water polo. The water polo was cloudy and seemed to be billowing with mist. Although Wang Baole's figure could not be seen clearly, he was trapped inside it!
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As I told you before, Wang Baole’s before and after weight loss photos have been posted on my public WeChat ID. After I saw them, I was shocked. I haven’t recovered yet, and I’m going to drink some wine to calm my shock... No If you see it, you can pay attention to my public WeChat account, and you can see it. The way to follow it is to search the public account --- ergenjueqi
In addition, after I drink alcohol, I will let myself go... I will see if I can break out a chapter before 9 o'clock!