Chapter 887 The Third Card

Ye Wuming's body is in harmony with the Heavenly Book, but he can enter and exit the Heavenly Book at will, and travel through the myriad worlds. Assuming that she has a physical body, isn't that the state of Ling Ruoyu at this moment?

It's just that Ye Wuming can't bring clothes, and Ling Ruoyu can also bring them, but her level is not enough.

When they returned to the underground again, the three people of the Four Symbols Sect surrounded Ling Ruoyu and sat cross-legged with their chins in their hands, their eyes were green and oily.

The girl sat there, covering her clothes, like a poor child who had just been raped by a group of old women.

"How is it?" Zhao Changhe asked hurriedly: "Did the test result come out?"

"At present, we can only say that there is a taste of one dimension rejecting the items of another dimension. Whether this is the case or not remains to be verified." Sanniang said: "If this is the case, Ruoyu can bring things into it through training. After all, she is the master of that dimension, and the setting is defined by herself."

Huangfu Qing said: "Based on your previous control over the galaxy, it may be possible to define it from the perspective of the master."

After each person said a sentence, they all stopped talking.

According to this understanding, it is a vivid version of the relationship between the Heavenly Dao and the Nine Netherworld.

Zhao Changhe's eyes fell on the Xinghe Sword, and then circled around the dragon bird. He thought to himself, if they no longer care about me and want to be independent, how would I feel?

For me, it might be a bit like a daughter getting married, which is not pleasant, but not unacceptable. But for others, they are not thinking of this kind of emotional father and daughter or partners, but the master to the slave, so they cannot accept the slave's separation. It is completely conceivable that they will want to try to suppress them and make them listen to themselves again.

The slight difference is that the Heavenly Book may have been a magic weapon of the Heavenly Dao, but Jiuyou Qiling should have never recognized the master after its birth. The Heavenly Dao tried to make her recognize the master but failed, so there was a series of subsequent operations by the Heavenly Dao.

If you look at it this way... The Heavenly Book is a very high level as a magic weapon, and it is not willing to recognize an ordinary master, just like when I first got the dragon bird. At that time, the dragon bird was only a little spiritual, and had not yet formed the current double-tailed female ghost. At that time, I was recognized by it only because of the relationship of the Six Combinations Divine Art, and I could only use its material to swing the knife myself. Later, when the dragon bird was awakened, if the female ghost didn't recognize itself at that time, it might run away.

Then I held it down and beat it, and forcibly peeled off a twin, and used it to customize the sword spirit. That was the relationship between Tiandao and the sisters of the Ye family.

From this point of view, Tiandao might really need the book of heaven, just like he needed the dragon bird. Zhao Changhe felt that he could still fight without the star river and the dragon soul bow, but he was afraid that he couldn't fight without the dragon bird. If it really ran away, he would have to coax the stinky female ghost back even if he knelt down to coax it.

Tiandao's diligence should be based on this? There may be something else, but this meaning should be a very important link.

Speaking of which, after the magic weapon is awakened, it doesn't recognize the owner... There is only one possibility, the nature of the two parties is not compatible, and the temperament is not compatible. In other words, the book of heaven was not originally made by Tiandao, it can only be obtained by accident. If it is made according to one's own requirements, it cannot be inconsistent.

Since someone can accidentally obtain the book of heaven and the magic weapon, it means that there are more other magic weapons in other realms that can be obtained. Traveling freely in all the worlds, that is Zhao Changhe's ultimate dream.

Perhaps it is also Ye Wuming's dream.

Ye Wuming defined the Galaxy Sword Blank as the night sky, and not according to the definition of this world, but the universe. Therefore, in the last era, Ye Wuming himself was not enough and was unable to complete it. It was not until this era that he, who could understand the universe, completed his intention and gave birth to the Galaxy. The Galaxy's innate ability to travel through space and break through the world came from this.

Not to mention whether she can break through the world, maybe the current Galaxy's ability is still a little bit short, but it is definitely no problem to reach the Night Palace.

A group of people looked at Zhao Changhe thinking, thinking that he was struggling with whether to redefine the Galaxy. Ling Ruoyu finally said timidly: "If Master wants to help define the Galaxy, I, I can do it."

It's nothing more than re-recognizing the master, it's not like he hasn't recognized it before.

Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and smiled, "No need, the galaxy is the galaxy of the galaxy."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

The jingle is your jingle.

Zhao Changhe said, "I will continue to avoid it. Ruoyu enters the sword, I will look back and sense it."

After saying that, he left again. When he came back, Ling Ruoyu disappeared again, leaving only the galaxy hanging in the air.

Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in front of him and stretched out his hand to stroke it gently.

The people of the Four Symbols Sect: "..."

Ling Ruoyu in the sword: "..."

It was a very normal sword stroking action, but now it looks wrong. I don't know if Ruoyu has any special feelings in the sword...

In fact, Ling Ruoyu didn't feel anything, but the psychological feeling was too strange, and he always felt that he was being touched. It's really strange. At the beginning, he was also a sword spirit, and the master didn't have this psychological feeling when stroking the sword... I will ask Queque later, what does she think...

Zhao Changhe himself didn't think about these things at all. What he wanted to do at this time was to go to the Night Palace. That's right, he would go secretly by himself.

When I discussed the Heavenly Dao with Chi Chi before, I felt that I couldn't delay any longer. I had to meet with the blind man as soon as possible to exchange some information and opinions. If I delay any longer, I don't know what new changes will happen. In fact, if Ruoyu was willing to return to the sword spirit before, Zhao Changhe could find the Night Palace with the galaxy in his hand. But since Ling Ruoyu has become independent, she can't do this for a while. Now that the little girl has accidentally returned to the sword, we can start.

It's just that I can only go there by myself, and I can't lead a group of people to kill.

As for the danger, there is no danger other than being robbed of custody rights.

Everyone has always used Ye Wuming as an imaginary enemy, but if you think about it carefully, you don't know what the reason is for Ye Wuming to kill Zhao Changhe. He must also bear the consequences of the Three Realms War and must kill him. If I had to find a reason, it would be that I didn’t want to be picked up. Does that count?

Zhao Changhe knew that Ye Wuming was not that shallow.

His mind gradually condensed, and he traced the cause and effect from the Galaxy Sword. Time and space gradually rotated, and the long river flowed backwards.

In the misty clouds and mist, the ancient Xuanwu traveled through mountains and rivers and returned to the Night Palace: "Your Majesty, the materials required for the Galaxy Sword are basically complete. There are still some such as night quicksand that need to be explored."

Ye Wuming took the materials and was silent for a long time.

Xuanwu asked curiously: "Your Majesty?"

"My intention is not finished yet, there is not enough time, I am not worthy of Xinghe..." Ye Wuming sighed in a low voice: "I can only preset a sword blank for the future."

Following the words, fire erupted in his hands.

He actually used his hands as a furnace to forge the sword directly.

Seeing the material melting and gradually turning into the shape of a sword, Xuanwu was quite impressed and reminded him: "Your Majesty, Ye Liusha..."

"The night is like flowing water, and the space is like sand." Ye Wuming whispered: "In the end, it is needed to enlighten the spirit, but without my intention, this sword cannot be forged. Just keep it, no matter it is reincarnation or something in the future, it can be forged The only one who is in trouble is myself, so I won’t benefit others in vain.”

Xuanwu said: "Then what do you need me to do?"

"You should take the sword blank and put it with my token and the mountain and river catalog. You will rely on it to find Ye Liusha in the future." Ye Wuming seemed to have been calculating for a while, and added with a strange look: "If When the sky collapses and you need protection, then set up a simple shielding formation. It’s not too difficult. As for the location, it’s up to you. Only I can do this.”

Xuanwu was stunned: "Why is this?"

"If there is another era, it will be a world of humanity, and I am afraid that the general strength will be low. By then, it may only be at the level of Xuanguan. Don't create problems for yourself..."

Xuanwu agreed and watched the sword solidify.

Time and space trembled slightly, Ye Wuming frowned and looked back, and the picture suddenly shattered like glass.

In the same place, now, an entire era later.

The complete galaxy suddenly appeared in the void. Ye Wuming, who was elsewhere at the moment, suddenly felt something and came over.

At first glance, I saw the man holding the Galaxy, standing where Xuanwu once stood, looking back.

Ye Wuming suddenly stopped and looked at each other quietly.

Zhao Changhe looked at her bright and quiet eyes for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Having such beautiful eyes on me for three years feels a bit like a waste."

In the underground sky, the three members of the Four Elephants Sect stared at the empty altar in stunned silence. Xia Chichi was furious: "I just told him that we would die together, but he just turned around and did his own thing! Do you really think that Ye Wuming won't kill him?" "

Ye Wuming was also saying, "Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Zhao Changhe looked sincere: "The child cannot live without his father."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Nameless Ye: "..."

Zhao Changhe said: "Actually, you have been waiting for me to come to you for several days."

Ye Wuming said calmly: "I don't know what it means, I think I am self-righteous."

"These two words... it seems that I should return them to you." Zhao Changhe's expression also changed: "At least I have been trying to communicate with you, and what did you do that was not self-righteous?"

Ye Wuming tilted his head: "What's there to talk about? Didn't things resolve perfectly in the end?"

"Suicide is also called perfection. What misunderstanding do you have about perfection?" Zhao Changhe sneered: "Forget it about committing suicide. After all, you are arranging your own life. Others have no right to interfere. I will ask you to arrange other people's futures. How can you hide it? You, Sha Piaomiao, asked Lao Xia and I to leave our homes, have we ever asked ourselves whether we are all beings in a chess game, what is the difference between you and the way of heaven that you oppose?"

Ye Wuming said calmly: "Maybe there is no difference at all. If there is a difference, maybe it is because I have no intention of living to pay for it with my life. There is nothing to be angry about when the debt is wiped out after death."

"Is this how to kill that witch?"

"If you follow my arrangement, I will die and you will control the three realms for the Emperor of Heaven. If you are given a certain amount of time, you will naturally be able to cultivate to the point of breaking through the realm, and you will go back. From the beginning to the end, I am not lying to you."

"Of course you're lying to me."

"Oh?" Ye Wuming didn't respond: "What did you lie to?"

Zhao Changhe said word by word: "I drew the Night Emperor Card myself, not you gave it to me. It is my own fate line."

"Is there a difference? Wasn't the identity of Ye Emperor given to you step by step? The entire Four Symbols Sect was given to you in one go. Why are you still dissatisfied?"

"But what I drew is the identity of Emperor Ye, or Emperor Ye himself?"

Ye Wuming: "?"

Zhao Changhe suddenly took a step forward: "Is your desire to die an established strategy, or do you not want to fall into my hands in the end?"

Ye Wuming's eyes turned sharp: "I think you are looking for death."

"You can't kill me." Zhao Changhe slowly pulled out the dragon bird and pointed with the knife: "You have not broken through the limitations of the imperial realm at all, and you can still only call half a step... so you have not opened an absolute level with me. These days It’s just a bluff.”

Ye Wuming looked at his knife and suddenly smiled: "Why do you think I didn't break through? Based on that fight over Tiger Hill?"

"Of course, even if I can surpass anyone's level, I don't think I can surpass your level. If you are at a level above the Imperial Realm, I couldn't take your two palms in the Tiger Hill battle. This is just one of the judgments." Zhao Changhe said lightly: "There is another point. Tiandao still wants to break in. It's not that he is crazy... but because he knows that he still has a chance of winning now. If you give him some time, you will really break through, and he will have no chance at all, so he is anxious. This can explain everything."

Ye Wuming sighed: "Zhao Changhe, if you are not so smart, you may be more lovely."

"Because you want a chess piece, Don't want a husband?"

"..." Ye Wuming really didn't want to talk about these ambiguous words with him, and said coldly: "So you pointed your sword at me, meaning you want to fight with me?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said coldly: "I am officially telling you that the chess piece you are playing with is now on an equal footing with you. In terms of power, it is stronger than you. If you are still unwilling to face this fact, then I will let you face it now. "

Ye Wuming squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, and slowly said: "Then let me see."

As the voice sounded, a pair of jade hands suddenly appeared in Zhao Changhe's face, as if to slap him.

Zhao Changhe flipped his long sword and slashed towards Ye Wuming's neck.

Ye Wuming suddenly felt that time and space stopped suddenly, and his action failed to shoot out, and the dragon bird had reached his neck.

-Since Ye Jiuyou would be controlled for a moment when he suddenly encountered such a time stop, Ye Wuming should also be hit.

But Ye Wuming was hit, and Zhao Changhe's knife didn't work either. He was also stopped there. Both sides were like petrified, stuck face to face for a while, and then quickly broke apart and retreated.

At the moment of retreat, Zhao Changhe paused, and then leaped back like a tiger, holding his knife and slashing furiously.

Ye Wuming stretched out his hand and slapped the side of the knife.

"Bang!" The terrifying energy burst out at the point where the two sides collided, and Zhao Changhe fell back, with a little blood at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuming was not affected at all, and continued to fly forward, slapping his chest with his jade hand: "Is this what you said, the same level as me?"

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly while retreating: "Of course."

Being able to take a move and just retreat instead of collapsing directly is already a sign of a bright blood bar, which is the same level. It's just that the power gap at the same level is so big that you can't beat it alone, but ganging up is no problem.

Ye Wuming is just holding on to the dead face of being your guide, and it is impossible for him to admit that everyone is equal.

But Zhao Changhe didn't intend to attack him at this moment. As he spoke, his figure disappeared. Ye Wuming slapped the air with his palm, and the blade behind him slashed at his back like a tidal wave.

But this knife seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and endless dimensions. No matter how he slashed, he couldn't reach Ye Wuming.

Ye Wuming turned around leisurely and pointed at the tip of the knife.

"Bang!" The energy burst out again, and Ye Wuming shook slightly, and then went behind Zhao Changhe.

The dream at that time came to their minds. The little demon girl holding a dagger played with the broadsword strongman, stabbed his back with a blow, and floated away, leaving only the fragrant wind.

At that time, Zhao Changhe could be said to have been "killed" by her countless times, and the pain every time was extremely real.

With a flash of thought, Zhao Changhe turned around and slashed at Ye Wuming's side. The finger was lightly retracted and pointed at the side of the knife again. Zhao Changhe spit out blood again and stepped back a few steps.

Zhao Changhe's body slightly arched, as if he was going to continue to bounce up, a very standard opening move of the Gods and Buddhas.

Ye Wuming raised his palm.

In any case, after three moves, he was only at a disadvantage. If he wanted to prove a level, he would have proved it long ago.

Now he just wants this stinky man to know who is the boss.

"Swoosh!" A black shadow flashed by, and the galaxy hung between the two of them. The voice of a girl came from the sword: "Dad, mom, stop fighting..."

All the murderous intent that Ye Wuming had condensed was completely dispersed, and his half-open mouth was like a stinky duck egg stuffed in it.

The fighting spirit in Zhao Changhe's eyes gradually faded, and he suddenly smiled: "Although I can't beat him... I'm honored to stand in front of you as a challenger. It took... thirty-three years."

Ye Wuming said nothing.

Although no one used any earth-shattering skills, it was just an ordinary game... but it already contained many extremely mysterious laws, time and space, truth and illusion, and the truth has been revealed.

When I entered the dream, it was like a game. No one thought that there would be such a day. The young boy waved his knife at me, and the challenge and conquest in his eyes were not concealed.

Zhao Changhe said: "Can we talk openly now? Whether it is the school district house for children or everything related to the way of heaven."

Ye Wuming was silent for a moment, and finally turned and walked towards a corridor somewhere: "Since we are talking about business, how can we not have wine. Come with me."

Zhao Changhe put away the knife and followed him, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said word by word: "Ye Wuming... One day, I will put the dragon bird on your neck."

Ye Wuming did not stop and responded lightly: "I'm waiting."