Getting stronger starts with owning the system

He didn't speak, and Li Weirou didn't know how to speak, just lowered her head, like a little sister next door silently following behind.

Suddenly, a horse-drawn carriage galloped in front, the wheels rolled, splashing half-person-high water, and rushed toward Li Weirou.

Seeing the situation, Yun Fan pulled the girl over, and blocked the muddy water that came on his face, and his clean, plain clothes suddenly became dirty.

But the coachman didn't know the general, and glanced at the two people on the side of the road with contempt, as if he thought they had blocked the way, and continued to violently drive the carriage forward.

Yun Fan looked at his clothes, thinking that he could wash it when he went back, but blamed himself for the bad luck.

But I heard Li Weirou shouting towards the leaving carriage ahead: "Hey! How did you drive! Do you want to leave after dirtying Afan's clothes! Stop and apologize for me!"

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Shilipo, the place where people in the rivers and lakes are afraid of the wind.

Originally it was just a small col near a small fishing village, but I don't know when it has become a fierce land, a dead land, a Jedi, no matter whether it is a court eagle dog, a martial arts hero, or a green forest hero!

Everything has to start with the mysterious restoration of the treasures of the prince in the previous dynasty. According to Bai Xiaosheng, a reliable source, three hundred years ago, the prince buried countless treasures before his death. He went to Shilipo for future generations to look for and continue the unfinished great cause of restoration.

As soon as this news came out, the group of heroes shook and went to Shilipo for investigation.

Thousands of sails smashed into the blue waves for a time, people and horses from all walks of life came galloping, the tranquility of the small fishing village was broken by the gangsters.

But none of those who entered Shilipo returned.

At first it was just one or two disciples with agility and bright heads, then the masters in the sect, and then the benchmark figures such as the masters and elders. In the end, the heads of each sect personally went off, wanting to find out what happened in Shilipo. What is it that those who have gone will never come back.

In the end, they all disappeared forever in Shilipo, no one returned.

Over time, the grotesque and horror of Shilipo spread to the whole arena, becoming the first of the top ten unsolved mysteries of the rivers and lakes.

Some people say that there is a vicious organ planted by the subjugated prince in Shilipo, which is filled with poisonous gas that will kill you if you touch it. Everyone who enters has died inside.

Some people say that Shilipo is inhabited by ancient and fierce beasts. It is the existence of violent wind and thunder, shaking mountains, and churning rivers and seas between howlings. No matter how tyrannical people in martial arts, fighting monsters is also a fantasy, and it must be dead inside.

Some people say that Shilipo is actually connected to another unknown world. People who enter it have not disappeared, but just passed through.

There are different opinions, and the unsolved mystery of Shilipo still haunts people in the martial arts.

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Shilipo.

With green hills and green fields, lush trees, and gurgling springs, a poetic and picturesque scene is completely different from the legendary fierce evil.

Not only that, but here is the sound of people, and the thunderous cries of martial arts practitioners continue to come.

I saw that the wide mountain col was occupied by dense figures. They were the martial arts people who had come to hunt for treasure after hearing the news of the treasure.

"Old Li, how long do you think we have practiced swords here?"

A middle-aged warrior with wide beard and hair, like an angry lion, asked curiously while practicing sword.

"I don't know, and I don't know what's going on. As soon as we enter this evil ten mile slope, we can't find the way back again, and we can't help but want to practice swords, not thirsty, hungry or even sleepy, day after day. In daily sword practice, there is only the mind of practicing sword in my mind. If I don’t practice sword, I feel uncomfortable. Hey, you said that I am a man who plays Ziwu Yuanyang sword. An army, a sword can split mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and a sword can open the gate of heaven!"

The Bagua Sect martial artist known as Lao Li sighed, because there is no sword, what he is holding now is a sword-shaped branch.

"Is it right? I practice swords all the time, forgetting why we came in. I seem to have integrated all the sword intent from ancient to modern, China and abroad. Not only that, but I also created a unique mass destruction. Sexual swordsmanship, absolutely shocking, wait and listen to me recite the mantra, see for details?"

Another old man surnamed Ai with a white beard stroked his beard and said, followed by a series of incomprehensible mass-energy conversions, E=mc⊃2; ah, nuclear fission makes people frown, and Shilipo is full The suffocating air.

This kind of phenomenon is not surprising in Shilipo. Everyone who comes in will practice swords madly, and even the most devout believers will not be as good as they can melt their unique understanding into the sword, creating many destructible world One hundred swordsmanship.

Just let it go, it can easily level the world, and the world is invincible.

It can be said that everyone is a ten-mile slope sword god.

Unfortunately, none of them can leave Shilipo and pass on their unique knowledge.

On this day, Shilipo was still full of sword spirit and sword intent. As usual, these warriors who strayed into it kept practicing swords like gears on a precision machine.

Suddenly, the great earthquake trembled, as if a cow turned over, and the yellow ground beneath the warrior's feet cracked with countless cracks, and a dazzling golden light shot out from the cracks!

A golden ball of light burst out from under the land of Shilipo, and Tenglong generally rose into the air.

Immediately after listening to the masterpiece of Jianming, the swords in everyone's hands were trembling violently, and there seemed to be some ordinary echoes, trying to escape the shackles of those warriors.

At first, those warriors could still hold between their hands, and gradually they were unable to grasp them, and saw countless swords rising into the sky.

Han Bafang Sword!

Wu Yue Chunqiu Short Sword!

Ring the first sword!

Xuan Tie Epee!

Two-handed broad-edged sword!

A wooden sword cut from branches!

All kinds of sword-making weapons soared into the sky, with a momentum covering the sky and the sun, converging towards the golden light cluster in the sky.

The brilliance of the light group even surpassed the sun above the sky. Everyone in Shilipo couldn't help covering their sleeves, as if looking up at a miracle, looking toward the new sun that bloomed with eternal light!

But seeing every sword approaching the ball of light seemed to be attracted, and the sword body quickly disappeared. After a while, the entire Shilipo sword was swallowed up by the light ball.

At the same time, everyone present remembered an old and simple voice in their minds, sighing, as if grateful, as if to congratulate: "I have trouble everyone, you are free from now on, the dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the soil, all scattered Go ahead."

The warriors looked at each other without understanding what was going on. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through their minds, and they understood all the details of the matter in an instant, and suddenly smiled like relief, "The vicissitudes of life. It's been a thousand years, it's time to leave."