It would be a pity if we really entered the turbulence of time and space.
The soul ladder and the transformation path ladder are so amazing. If they were taken out, the effect would be much better than that of Demonic Sound Mountain.
Copying the origin of ten thousand ways, this is a blessed place where ten thousand ways flow into the sky.
"By the way, fellow Taoist Wushuang, how did you recover your physical body?" Dong Sheng was a little curious. His physical body was already strong enough. Although it was refined after becoming an emperor, it was not weak to the super-grade physical body. Anyone can be resurrected.
Wanyan also looked at Jian Wushuang. He was equally curious, but he was not as shameless as Dongsheng to ask in person. After all, everyone has their own secrets.
Jian Wushuang didn't care about this. His enemies had never been these people. There was nothing to hide, and it wasn't some secret opportunity.
But this can be regarded as a small base of his. In fact, it is somewhat insignificant compared to his own strength.
"My physical body was once refined in the Demonic Sound Palace, but at that time, the Demonic Sound Divine General had not yet been born. Some accidents occurred during the refining process, which caused the physical body to be mixed with the origin and divine body, so that I lost my physical body. You can also recover out of thin air!" Jian Wushuang said nonchalantly.
The listeners were extremely shocked!
Dongsheng is also a disciple of the Divine Body School, and his physical body is also at the highest level, but it has not reached the level of Ninth Refining. He was extremely shocked when he heard this!
"It's amazing to be able to integrate the origin and the divine body. The Qi Temple is really extraordinary. I have never heard of this refining method!" Dong Sheng's eyes were filled with admiration. He expressed his admiration for the emperor who took the divine body route. Have a good impression.
Especially a practitioner like Jian Wushuang who has refined his body to such a powerful level.
They all felt that Jian Wushuang was an emperor, and Jian Wushuang did not say anything. After all, if he continued to talk, these two people would not admire him, but would be jealous of him.
"Okay, let's get on the road first! Let's see what tricks we are going to do on the second bridge!"
The two became three. Fortunately, there were no other weird things along the way.
The blood demon really shocked them.
It took me a month to reach the end, and finally I saw a golden bridge.
This time, underneath the bridge was not purgatory magma, but a mortal world.
"Free at Golden Bridge!"
There is also a line of ancient text written above.
As for above the bridge, there is nothing.
The more ordinary it looks, the more dangerous it is.
They all know this very well. No one is a rookie, they are all strong men who have been fighting for endless years and have never seen anything in the world.
"Go up!" Jian Wushuang said indifferently.
There's nothing to say, it's right in front of you. If you can research something just by looking at it, why not go up there and give it a try.
Wanyan was very courageous this time and walked onto the Zizi Golden Bridge after falling down.
When he went up, Jian Wushuang and Dong Sheng behind him found that the figure disappeared after entering the bridge.
This shows that Zijin Bridge is probably an independent space.
Jian Wushuang did not hesitate and stepped forward directly.
The moment he entered, he felt a sense of warmth. The scene in front of him was not purgatory, but a fairyland on earth.
Walking on this bridge feels like coming to earth.
Although the foot of the foot is the Zizi Golden Bridge, the body is in the mortal world under the bridge.
There was a constant stream of noises in his ears, which Jian Wushuang had not heard for a long time. There were traffickers and lackeys, wealthy people, and scantily clad prostitutes in brothels.
Jian Wushuang stood among these people, as if no one could detect his existence.
"What does this mean? Ordinary travel?" Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. If this was really the case, it would be too cliche. He would not accept this cliché at all.
With a status like the Demonic Sound God General, he shouldn't have such a difficult training!
But he was here again.
There must be something fishy about this. Jian Wushuang thought of his last experience of crossing the bridge, which could be said to be full of twists and turns.
The being who designed these three bridges is definitely a powerful person who likes to travel around the world.
This test is not about strength, but about state of mind and soul power. Jian Wushuang started to take steps, walking forward step by step.
Entering it, he didn't feel anything strange.
Soon he walked out of the Zizijin Bridge. He originally thought it was very simple, but the moment he stepped off the bridge, the scene around him began to become more and more real.
And he himself began to change.
Qingshan City, a small alley in the west of the city.
Now Jian Wushuang is just a beggar, carrying a crooked stick in one hand and a broken bowl in the other.
Obviously he walked out of the bridge, but did not reach the other side, but fell into this ordinary town.
He has been here for three days and has not eaten for three days!
Now he is just like a mortal, even worse than an ordinary mortal. He can't even fight a wild dog in an alley.
Jian Wushuang completely regretted it. This was simply torture.
I can't see the intention from the beginning.
It was better when crossing the first bridge. It improved the soul a bit, but the improvement was really limited. Maybe he didn't like it after seeing the soul ladder.
But what does this second bridge mean
Let him travel around the world of mortals
Then throw his soul into a beggar's body and travel fart!
He really couldn't stand it anymore.
Snapped!
The only broken bowl left was also thrown by Jian Wushuang.
The poor people living in the alleys of the fence alleys felt a little sympathy after seeing a beggar who was so desperate that he threw his bowl.
"Shopkeeper, give him two steamed buns and charge it to my account!" At a roadside stall, a middle-aged man with no patches on his clothes was sipping steaming haggis soup and waved his hand to signal the stall owner. Give Jian Wushuang two steamed buns.
The stall owner was also a kind person. Not only did he give Jian Wushuang two steamed buns, but he also handed him a bowl of hot soup.
"It's better to die than live. Eat some. This winter will pass soon."
Snapped!
Jian Wushuang pushed away the food that the other party handed him, and picked up the stick to beat him.
"roll!"
who is he
He is the ultimate Dao Lord, the proud son of heaven, and with his talent as a Dao Lord, he is the unparalleled talent who can defeat the emperor.
Does he need to be pitied by others
Even if he starved to death today and froze to death lying outside, he didn't need to be pitied by others.
"You!" The stall owner's expression darkened. This was the first time he had seen such a beggar.
Even if the stall owner is a living Buddha, he cannot put his hot face on a beggar's cold ass.
"Humph, I don't know what's wrong!"
The stall owner walked into the house angrily and ignored Jian Wushuang.
The middle-aged man who drank the haggis soup left some coins behind. When he slowly stood up and passed by Jian Wushuang, he said, "Young man, it's not good to have an impetuous mind!"
Jian Wushuang sneered, laughing at the ignorance of these people, but what he said next made him freeze in place.
"How can you be in the universe if you don't even have the courage to live in the mortal world!" The middle-aged man said in a faint voice.
I couldn’t update it yesterday, so I updated it today.
(End of chapter)