Fantasy Realization System

Yuanwu is the magic weapon that the powerhouses in the world of Tianyuan desire. There are a total of ten source weapons in the Tianyuan World, each of which contains the power of destroying the sky and the earth that ordinary weapons do not have.

Ten source weapons are distributed in the four major domains of the Tianyuan world. Each domain has a source weapon stored in the guard pavilion. Among them, the domain with the largest number of source weapons is Tianyu, and the four major families of Tianyu each hold one source weapon. For example, this Lieyang Sword is the source weapon owned by the Yuan family.

"Isn't it said that no one can control these Yuanwu? The Yuan family left Yuanwu in our Shenwu Academy for 80% to put a hat on Shenwu Academy, right?"

Zhao Moli looked at the flame-like patterns on the Lieyang Sword, guessing.

"Yuan Wu is like a piece of scrap iron in the hands of Master Yuan Qi below the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, but for some powerful Jiuxing Yuan Qi Masters, having a Yuan Wu in hand is equivalent to an extra life-saving hole card. "

Su Mu touched the blade of the Lieyang Sword with his fingers, "Master Jiuxing Yuan is the pinnacle of existence in this world. As long as he uses it properly, he can exert some of the power contained in these Yuanwu."

Su Mu injected the source of Qi in his body into the Lieyang Knife, the Lieyang Knife made a trembling, a circle of heat spread, and the air in the entire basement became dry.

"However, the power in the source martial arts is too amazing, and if you are not careful, you may be backlashed. Even the Jiuxingyuan Qishi, no one dares to wield these source martial arts everywhere."

Su Mu put away his fingers and sighed.

"This matter is a foregone conclusion. In any case, the Yuan family will come to you."

Mo Qian lost his drinking mood and shook his hip flask boredly.

"One thing I don't understand is that if the Yuan family is just to get rid of Zhou You, it shouldn't be such a big fight. Wanmang distracted us, but it was to provide the Yuan family with a little convenience. The Divine Martial Realm wanted to kill one The transformation of the Qi state is nothing but the effort of releasing coercion and moving your fingers to make such a big disturbance. What exactly does the Yuan family want to do?"

Chi Zhongshan lowered his head to think hard, and said in doubt.

"The Lieyang Sword was brought back by Xiao Meng. She might know something. It was the young man who made this matter full of variables."

Mo Qianli glanced at Zhou Ming on the sofa, lost in thought...

In the deep darkness, Zhou Ming slowly stood up. He took two steps in the same place, and a soft light flashed out, leading him to a place full of light.

Green mountains and beautiful waters, green trees into forests. Birds and insects sing, everything is clean.

The water of the river flows slowly, the water waves are green, reflecting the sky blue, and the shadows are clear.

I saw a bamboo raft hovering between the mountains and rivers, and a black-clothed man lay flat on it, with his hands resting behind his head, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, leisurely enjoying himself.

A woman in Tsing Yi descended from the sky with her lotus feet lightly and landed on the tail of the bamboo raft.

"Chen Ziwen, what's the matter? Came to sneak in again?"

The woman's three thousand green silks fell from her waist, holding a jade flute, smiling like a breeze.

Chen Ziwen raised his eyes and looked at the woman. The woman was wearing a cyan skirt with a jade draped around her waist. Her face was like a peach blossom, with a frown and a smile, which was touching.

Facing such a beautiful woman, Chen Ziwen covered his eyes with his hands, and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do in my leisure, wandering around the mountains and rivers, leisurely wandering, why not do it?"

Zhou Ming blinked suspiciously, he was like a bystander now, watching what was happening here. He doesn't know where he is, his perspective has been following the two people on the bamboo raft, moving along the river.

What makes Zhou Ming strange is that this Chen Ziwen looks exactly the same as his own in the previous life, but the woman actually looks like Zhou You.

Their style and appearance gave Zhou Ming a familiar feeling. He seemed to... belong to this world.

"A few days ago, the master taught a song, I will play it to you."

The woman in Tsing Yi stood on the bamboo raft and raised her jade flute, her lips trembling lightly.

Sudden change in painting style.

"Don't blow! It's all your own!"

Chen Ziwen jumped up from the bamboo raft and snatched the jade flute from the woman's hand.

"Hate! I know I don't sound good, but you don't want to hit me like this, OK?"

The woman swelled her cheeks and stomped her feet.

"We all came from the earth, and you and I pretend to be ancient people."

Chen Ziwen touched the woman's head with the jade flute and laughed.

"Aren't you too! Speaking very quietly."

The woman gave him a shameful glance, and sat cross-legged on the bamboo raft, turning her head.

"Girl, I'm not talented, show my ugly."

Chen Ziwen put the jade flute to his mouth and exhaled gently.

"Good, good!"

The woman patted her palms happily, sitting in a pretended manner, pretending to be serious: "My aunt is cool, that's not right, this girl listens very well."

Chen Ziwen smiled and blew the jade flute, the flute sounded tactfully and pleasingly.

Zhou Ming was stunned, is this a traversal drama? As a bystander, he watched the interaction between the two and couldn't help but complain.

As soon as the picture turned, Chen Ziwen appeared on a huge square with several thick iron chains confining his body. Nine towering stone pillars surround the square, and in the center of the square stands a blood-stained guillotine.

There was a woman detained on the guillotine. Her face was covered with ugly scars, and her **** flesh and blood could be vaguely seen under the large prison clothes.

She is the same woman in Tsing Yi before.

"Ziwen, if there is an afterlife, I still want to hear you play the flute."

The woman looked at Chen Ziwen with a sad smile on her face.

The guillotine knife hung high on the guillotine fell, the head rolled, blood splashed!

"Xier! No!!!"

Chen Ziwen's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he let out a heartbreaking cry.

"what!!!"

He struggled frantically and wanted to run to the guillotine, but the cold iron chain locked him tightly, making him difficult to move.

Zhou Ming was inexplicably sad, and the moment the knife fell, he couldn't help but want to rush over. Seeing the woman died, he felt like he had lost the most important person, and sorrow and despair came to his heart.

The woman's head rolled around on the ground, facing Chen Ziwen. A pair of eyes that have lost their focus, staring at the front, the bleak touch makes people reluctant to look directly.

The knife fell, the first part separated, the blood remained red, and the soul was gone.

"Xuanmen, it turns out this is the person in Xuanmen, hahaha!"

Chen Ziwen looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes gradually turning scarlet, and cold killing intent rose around him.

His eyes swept over everyone present. He gritted his teeth and made a devilish voice: "You all must die!"

The iron chain broke one after another, Chen Ziwen's eyes were filled with a terrifying look, and his whole body went straight into the sky!

"It's easy to get into demons once, but hard to cultivate for thousands of years."

Just hearing such a voice, the picture before Zhou Ming's eyes changed again.

"Master, what is life and death?"

A child knelt down in front of an old man in plain clothes, humbly asking for advice.

The old man in plain clothes smiled kindly and said: "Life and death have their own destiny.

"If you have to go the other way, what will you do?"

The child asked again.

"Go against the sky, one death in one's life, the living will gain the road, the dead will turn into dust."

The old man in plain clothes flicked his sleeves and said with a smile.

"The disciple understands."

The child stood up and bowed.

The child turned around, staring at Zhou Ming's direction with a pair of deep ethereal eyes, and asked: "You, do you understand?"

Zhou Ming was very surprised. Just about to speak, a deep vortex suddenly appeared above him and swept him in.

"I……"

Zhou Ming sat up in shock, a white face suddenly broke into his sight.

"What are you?"

Zhao Moli glanced at him listlessly, leaning on the sofa and squinting.

"Sister Sheguan, here is it?"

Zhou Ming looked around and found that there were no other people here except him and Zhao Moli.

"basement."

Zhao Moli didn't want to talk to Zhou Ming very much. She wouldn't bother to sit here if it wasn't for those old guys who told her to guard Zhou Ming.

"basement?"

Zhou Ming glanced at the surrounding layout, a few tables and chairs, surrounded by walls, the size of the space is similar to that of a normal bedroom.

"Yes, the basement. You brought the Yuan family's Lieyang knife back, but it hurt us miserably."

Zhao Moli put her feet on Zhou Ming's legs, and she automatically slid up in a long skirt.

"The Lieyang Sword?"

Zhou Ming quietly looked away. He remembered that after killing Zhou Lao, he had dragged his weapon back. Was that big sword called Lieyang Sword?

What he was most worried about now was Zhou You. He handed the life-saving pills to Xueling. He passed out before he could say clearly. He didn't know if Xueling fed Zhou You the life-saving pills.

Before Zhou Ming asked, Zhao Moli said, "By the way, what kind of pill did you give Xueling? The doctor at the medical room said that Zhou You's situation is not optimistic, and her internal organs are seriously damaged. , Normally she could not be alive with such a serious injury, but she did.

The strange thing is that although Zhou You was still alive, the doctor used a lot of treatments, but the injuries in her body could not be healed. "

Can the injury be healed? Zhou Ming frowned. Baoming Pill is a kind of pill that preserves vitality. Although he used Baoming Pill to protect Zhou You's last vitality, Zhou You's vitality is missing in his body. Once the Baoming Pill's aging period expires, she will return. In the near-death state, it is impossible to cure her without supplementing her vitality.

The vitality fades, forcibly using external force to heal injuries will only backfire. This is also the reason why his use of spiritual power to repair Zhou You's injuries would have a counterproductive effect.

He suddenly remembered what Xueling said. At that time, Xueling directly told him the source of the problem, but he didn't listen. Now calm down and think about it. He suddenly felt a little puzzled. How could Xueling know that Zhou You's vitality was lacking? You know, although Zhou You and him are only half alive, their appearances are almost the same as ordinary people. How can Xueling tell?

Moreover, her attitude and tone at the time were different from usual, Xueling, it seemed that it was not as simple as it was on the surface.

"Hey, ask you!"

Zhao Moli rubbed Zhou Ming with her toes, her glittering toes stepped on his stomach through the clothes.

"Oh, that's called life-saving pill, which can temporarily save Zhou You's life."

There was an itchy touch in the lower abdomen, Zhou Ming wanted to ask Zhao Moli to take her feet away, but he felt a little bit reluctant.

"There is such a magical medicine?"

Zhao Moli yawned and sat up with a straight waist.

When Zhou Ming saw Zhao Moli's face leaning over, he hurriedly moved aside.

Zhao Moli didn't understand Zhou Ming's little movement. She lowered her feet and put on her shoes while she said, "Are you scared just now?"

"Ahaha, no no!"

Zhou Ming blushed and waved his hands again and again. He would not tell Zhao Moli that he had a psychological shadow because of a certain woman.

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