Chapter 4349 Don’t Get Tired of It

"alright."

Jianmu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"What's better?"

"Could it be that... the passage is open?"

Everyone was shocked. The time had just arrived and they barely felt any movement, but they had already done it?

"It's not complicated in the first place. It's not the first time I've done this."

Jianmu said calmly, "The passage is at the top. If you want to go to Nuwa's domain through the passage, you can go. I still have things to do."

Before the words were spoken, most people rushed out.

Some of them want to meet the Great Immortal Cihang and the saints in the realm, while more people simply want to enter the realm of chaos, get closer to Zhou Shu who is going through the tribulation, watch Zhou Shu go through the tribulation, and help even if he has any help. Not on.

Hao Ruoyan hesitated for a while, "Senior, do you have anything else? Do you need our help?"

"Need not."

Jianmu said with some pride, "Now I feel just right. No one cares about the will of the heavens and the fairy world. I plan to take the opportunity to open all the passages for the thirty-three days."

At the moment when the passage was completed, he felt like he had regained his youth. The vague memories of the past were even clearer, and he had the power to create the fairy world from scratch. He had no doubt that he could do anything he wanted to do now. can do it.

Hao Ruoyan was shocked and couldn't help but said, "Open the Thirty-Three Heavens Passage?"

"It's just the same as before, what's the surprise?"

Jianmu snorted, "Don't disturb me, you will see the result later."

"Then junior, please take your leave."

Hao Ruoyan bowed and retreated, passing through several clouds and arriving at a small world.

Looking at a realm not far away that was reflected like daylight by fire, stars, and thunder, she seemed a little nervous, especially when she saw hundreds of millions of thunder and lightning bombarding down together. Thousands of realms around her were trembling, and even the formation realm was shaking. When she started to sway, her heart suddenly rose to her throat and she could no longer let it go.

"Don't worry, City Lord Hao, it's actually much better than imagined."

A voice rang out, followed by a resolute and confident young man.

Hao Ruoyan calmed down slightly and said warmly, "It's you, Lei Yuan, why aren't you in there?"

"I was the first to successfully overcome the tribulation. My senior sister asked me to go out and consolidate my realm, saying that my help was no longer needed." Lei Yuan walked over steadily and said confidently, "This is indeed the case. Don't worry, City Lord. It can be said that there is no danger at all in Xianshu City this time."

Hao Ruoyan was a little confused, "Nearly 100 million practitioners are going to suffer disaster at the same time. This is something that has never happened before in the world. Isn't there any danger at all?"

Lei Yuan smiled and nodded, "The city lord really doesn't have to worry. It's probably because the will of the heavens is too busy. The disaster encountered is much smaller than expected. Jianmu's formation is also very reliable. The key is that Shu Zhidao's strength has also changed." He has become stronger. It is no exaggeration to say that Shu Zhidao is now on a completely different level than he was a few months ago. I believe that in just two hours at most, everyone can survive the disaster safely."

"It went so well."

Hao Ruoyan's heart dropped. Lei Yuan has always been calm and reliable. What he said must be true. He also smiled and said, "You said that Shu Zhidao's power has become stronger. Is it because of Master Shu?"

"Absolutely, I think Master must be guiding us from above."

Lei Yuan nodded without hesitation, his eyes shining with piety and even fanaticism.

Zhou Shu was sitting in a vast and boundless whirlpool.

The will of the heavens has obviously been gathering momentum for a long time. The moment Zhou Shu stopped, it immediately surrounded him. Many whirlpools driven by the power of chaos gathered together. The will of the great road and the will of the heavens were all in it, integrating with the realm of chaos. Together, they form a real dragnet with no gaps left to escape.

The ten Taoist saints stared at Zhou Shu, as if looking at a bird in the nest, and smiled hypocritically and contentedly.

"Let's see where you run away now?!"

An unusually tall saint took a step forward and pointed at Zhou Shu. Wind and thunder followed.

"Don't be impatient yet."

A handsome scribe in white came out, his robes fluttering, and his eyes were shining, "Is this your respected fellow Taoist Zhang? I didn't expect you to be here, haha, speaking of which, we people have been staying inside, but today we just This is the first time we meet. It’s a rare opportunity like this. How about we learn from each other? I don’t know how long it will be before we meet again next time.”

"Hmph, I'm asking for advice. Do you want to compete with me first?"

The tall saint turned around, his yellow robes rustling, and a few lightning flashes disappeared on his square face.

"Don't be anxious, Taoist friend Zhang. What layman Li said is exactly what I want."

An old man strode forward, raised his hands in all directions, and finally looked at the scribe in white, holding a tea cup in his hand, and said with a smile, "Your Excellency, you are layman Li, right? You are so handsome and charming, seriously. You are unparalleled in the world, and I have admired your swordsmanship for a long time. I would like to toast you with tea instead of wine today."

"It turns out it's Jushi Lu, that's good, I won't be polite."

Li Jushi smiled slightly and raised his hand to return the salute. The green sword beside him also hummed in harmony.

"Hahahaha, let's have a good drink today, how can we use tea instead?!"

Amidst the laughter, a bohemian middle-aged man walked out. A huge red gourd on his body was particularly conspicuous. Before the mouth of the pot was opened, bursts of wine aroma wafted out. The aroma was so rich that it seemed to dye the whirlpool. I was a little drunk and started to sway.

"It turns out that Mr. Du is here, haha, then I would be disrespectful!"

The scribe in white's eyes lit up. He sniffed the aroma of the wine a few times and became obsessed with it. He even became a little unsteady.

"People say that Mr. Li can't walk without drinking. It's true, but if it weren't for that, there wouldn't be so many masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. But Mr. Du, you are robbing my guest in person," the old Mr. Lu snorted. , but there was no sign of anger. Instead, he took out a tea bowl, waved it, and floated it towards the wine gourd, "Give me some, too, that's all."

"Wine is a good thing, and no one gets tired of it."

A long-bearded old man shook his head and walked directly towards the gourd. As he walked, he was still gesticulating. In a few steps, a scroll took shape. There were only a few strokes, but the momentum was magnificent, like mountains and rivers falling from the sky. When it came down, the whirlpool was stagnant and did not dare to submerge it.

"Good books and good writing, just like my good wine! Please!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, raised his hands, and was about to open the gourd. Most of the people's eyes were focused on him, stroking his beard and chin, leisurely and contentedly. They didn't even notice Zhou Shu in the middle, as if he didn't exist. .

Only one person kept looking at Zhou Shu, and suddenly paused, "Huh?"

At some point, a golden arch bridge appeared under Zhou Shu. He sat in the middle of the bridge, with his feet hanging straight into the depths of the whirlpool, unable to see the bottom.

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