I just became a ghost, and someone danced on my grave

Within the Wuji Dojo, Chen Xuan walked all the way, as if strolling in a garden, extremely leisurely.

His spiritual thoughts dispersed, and the entire Wuji Dojo came into his mind.

However, the spiritual consciousness cannot enter the small world where Ya Sheng retreats.

After all, the small world is also equivalent to another world. No matter how powerful Chen Xuan's spiritual consciousness is, it is impossible to cross the two worlds.

A single thought can cover the vast world and countless planes. That person is no longer a monk, but a true god.

Although Chen Xuan is in the realm of God King, this is only compared to ordinary creatures.

The true God should be an immortal, immortal being.

Chen Xuan had never even heard of such an existence, let alone touched such a realm.

Perhaps, there is no such existence at all.

As Chen Xuan walked forward, the conversation between the three disciples at the door still caught his ears word for word.

Fortunately, the three disciples did not do anything stupid.

Otherwise, with Chen Xuan's methods, even if he has left the door, there are still countless ways to take their lives from a distance of several miles.

"That place should be the entrance to the small world where Yasheng retreats."

Under the golden eyes of Lihuo, all rules are invisible.

The entire world is constructed by the power of rules. It can be as large as the world, as small as millions of sands of Xumi mustard seeds, even if it is just a table, A cup is made of the power of rules.

In Chen Xuan's eyes at this moment, the world has become a set of operating rules.

Every substance has rules that regulate its operation.

And in the depths of the Wuji Dojo , a rotating vortex, which is constantly moving. In the depths of the vortex, a dark cave extends to the depths, communicating with another space.

And outside the vortex, a pentagonal formation firmly seals the vortex, The passage is completely blocked

"Ya Sheng, we are finally going to meet."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

From the moment Chen Xuan was chosen as the Confucian treasure carving knife, the grievances between Chen Xuan and Ya Sheng were destined to be settled.

The way Ya Sheng created is to preserve the laws of nature and destroy human desires, and Confucianism The saint did not choose him, which shows that he deviated from the Tao passed down by the Confucian sage. Chen Xuan got the carving knife and is the true inheritor of the sage.

Confucianism can only be considered orthodox, and Chen Xuan is orthodox. , Ya Sheng is on the wrong track.

For Ya Sheng, only by destroying Chen Xuan can he confirm his orthodox status, and Chen Xuan must correct the chaos.

This is a fateful battle that has long been destined.

"It's a pity that spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate the barriers of the world. I don't know what state the sub-sage has reached now."

That sub-sage is definitely an extraordinary figure. Otherwise, he would not be able to gain a foothold in the starry sky world from such a small world as the Xuanhuang world, and he would also break through to the realm of gods. If he is given tens of thousands of years to cultivate, Maybe he can break through to the realm of enchantment and become a true super giant.

Of course, now that Chen Xuan has come to the door, he almost has no chance.

Chen Xuan determined the location of the entrance to the small world, walked inside step by step, and He did not hide his figure.

At his level, he can kill and kill as he pleases, and there is no need to hide his head or tail when doing anything.

Moreover, Chen Xuan wants to kill more than just Ya Sheng.

Ya Sheng has accepted countless disciples in ten thousand years, and He has gathered many subordinates, unlike the three ordinary disciples at the door who have low cultivation. According to Chen Xuan's induction, there are at least a dozen strong men in the divine realm.

These strong men may not be much now, but who knows how many In the next year, will a super strong man appear and threaten Chen Xuan, or attack Chen Xuan’s friends and disciples?

When Chen Xuan walked to the steps of the main hall, someone finally discovered his whereabouts

"Who are you? How dare you break into our Jixia Academy without permission."

Two disciples in white clothes blocked Chen Xuan's way.

Although Chen Xuan was also wearing white clothes, they were different from those in Jixia Academy.

Judging from the aura of these two disciples, they should have reached the stage of transformation. The realm of gods.

The realm of transformation into gods also belongs to the inner disciples among the Abi sect.

Because Jixia Academy was established relatively recently, although the strength of the master is not inferior to Gongyang Mu, the strength of the disciples is far less than that of Abi. The door is closed.

The state of transformation into gods is in Jixia Academy, and he is already a true disciple.

His status is not low.

"I want to see Yasheng."

Chen Xuan said lightly

"See our master?"

The two true disciples looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

The person in front of them wanted to see the Master. Could it be that he was a friend of the Master?

Although they looked at Chen Xuan, he didn't seem to be the same as the Master. Figures of the era, but Chen Xuan dared to mention his master's name, which made the two of them have a much gentler attitude.

"You wait here for a moment, I will report to Senior Brother Nanhua."

A disciple glanced at his companion, turned around and walked inside.

Since Zecheng fell in the Xuanhuang World, the affairs of Jixia Academy have been handed over to Nanhua.