The system takes me to pretend

The dark clouds parted and the moon was around.

The snow girl and the bookman are against each other, and the sound phantom characters created by the two are also facing each other.

"Keng!"

Dazzling sparks burst out, shining in the sky.

The countless sword glows of the girl holding the sword and flute are pushed out one after another, bursting out in the void, intersecting, illusory and boundless, seemingly real and fake.

In the eyes of Qu Housen and the others, the sword is like a shock from the sky. Once it falls, it will burst into a gorgeous and powerful posture, and will not shrink back and bow its head.

The man holding the knife and the piano quickly swung the knife, Wang Yang swayed, there were hundreds of sword lights galloping around, and they kept fighting with the sword lights, making a series of sonorous sounds.

Mars flickered high in the sky, making people dazzled, creating an illusion of watching a movie.

In just tens of seconds, the two have already gone through more than a hundred battles back and forth.

Yimu Shuweng kept plucking the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano echoed in Tiandu Town, just like a stream of clear springs for every passer-by to wash away the dirt in the soul and the tired dust, as if he had achieved detachment from the world of mortals. Xingjie, the feeling of harmony with Wanhua.

It seems far away, unavailable, but also seems very close, lingering in the ears, dripping quietly, dripping through the wrinkles of life, dripping through the ups and downs of the years, and dripping through the blind eyes of old artists to understand the world.

Accompanied by the sudden sound of the zither rising into the clouds, the man holding the knife and the qin seems to have received a great blessing of strength.

He swept out with one step, a red light shone with a cold light, his eyes were shining, his red sleeves were hunting, and the wind was like lightning.

With a turn of the Ba Saber, it turned into endless murderous intent, howling and crying like ghosts and gods, shocking the world.

A strong killing spirit surged in the air, raging and sweeping across the sky, making the sky filled with darkness, and thunder flashed in it, as if a demon god had descended.

Xuenv is calm and calm, her bare hands are light, the sound of the flute is melodious and lingering, lingering on the soldiers' infinite reverie and nostalgia for their hometown, slowly soaring into the deep space with stars and bright moon, and singing Clouds dance gracefully and lightly, just like the noise of heaven and earth turning into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, and a fresh and mysterious melody of nature.

But in the next second, the sound of the flute became low again, as if coming to the battlefield, the two armies were fighting, thousands of people were fighting, the sound of horseshoes was broken, and the armor was stained red with blood.

Countless soldiers poured into a pool of blood, the city was destroyed, the war drums blared, and the blood-stained general's long sword poured out his blood, chasing the enemy for thousands of miles.

"call out!"

The girl holding the sword and flute tapped her toes, rose into the air, turned around, her long hair flew like a waterfall, her thin skirt bloomed like clouds, and the long sword cut a dazzling arc in the air.

The thunderous sound of the sword shook the air, the wind swept through the clouds, and the momentum of the sword was like a rolling mat, overwhelming mountains and seas.

"boom!"

The Slaughter Knife and the Arc Sword collided, and a wave of aftermath rippled out. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds surged. The scene was extremely frightening.

The two stood in a stalemate for more than ten seconds, and finally died together, turning into sparks and swaying the night sky.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a new small arc sword was condensed from the originally broken arc sword, and with slightly inferior strength, it killed Yimu Shuweng and left.

The sword within the sword, this move, no one expected.

"What?" Yimu Shuweng's pupils shrank, seeing the small circular arc sword coming, he quickly picked up the brush, wrote in emptiness, and laid down a defense for the words.

The small circular arc sword swayed in the sky, like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, and everything must be washed clean.

"Crack!"

The powerful sword light shrouded it and directly blasted the text defense to pieces, but it did not endanger Yimu Shuweng, because just breaking the text defense had already consumed all the power of the small circular arc sword.

All is at peace!
Yimu Shuweng was stunned for a while, and finally smiled wryly: "I didn't expect the girl's flute to be so superb, and Xiaosheng was so convinced."

While speaking, he took back the Jiuxiaohuanqin and brush, removed the void chessboard, landed steadily, and walked in front of Su Hao.

"The generals under Xiongtai's command are really powerful, Xiaosheng is willing to bet and admit defeat."

Su Hao looked at him, showing a smile that was not a smile, and said with the power of spiritual consciousness: "Did you lose on purpose?"

"Brother, why do you think so?" A trace of surprise flashed across Yimu Shuweng's eyes.

Su Hao said bluntly: "You have the ability to rival the one-star real god, how can you not match the four-star virtual god Xuenv? When I saw you playing the piano, you deliberately weakened the attack power of the knife-wielding piano boy , obviously to release water."

Yimu Shuweng was startled, stared at Su Hao for a while, and smiled helplessly.

"As expected of a person who can follow shikigami, brother's perceptiveness is truly extraordinary."

"It's just a casual trick, it's nothing to worry about." Su Hao waved his hand, and asked with a smile, "You didn't use all your strength to deliberately let Xue Nu win. You must have valued the condition of recasting your physical body, right?"

"That's right." Ichimoku Shuweng nodded unabashedly: "It is extremely difficult to cast the physical body of a shikigami, and Xiaosheng's physique is even more special than that of ordinary shikigami. There is no fluctuation in martial arts. With book power as the root, it is suitable for other shikigami. The body casting method of Shikigami may not be suitable for Xiaosheng."

"If Xiongtai really has a way to recast Xiaosheng's physical body, Xiaosheng will definitely be sent by Xiongtai, but what you say is useless, how can Xiongtai convince Xiaosheng that you can do this?"

Obtaining a physical body can get rid of the curse of shikigami, escape from the dimensional space of shikigami, live in the mortal world, and achieve a normal life no different from human beings.

This is what every shikigami desires!
It's a pity that Shikigami's physical body is too difficult to condense. Even he who is powerful and true to the divine realm, after hundreds of years of hard work, is only a half-body incarnation, and can only stay in the mortal world for a maximum of two hours a day.

If Su Hao could help him condense his physical body, he would be able to search for natural treasures to repair the injured eye in the mortal world without any hindrance. This is much more reliable than entrusting others to help find it.

As the saying goes, relying on the sky and the earth is worse than relying on yourself!

"What skills do you have?" Su Hao pinched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"I don't know if this is a skill in your eyes?"

As soon as the words fell, a scholarly spirit rushed out of Su Hao, swallowing clouds and mist, sweeping all directions.

He flipped it over, and the brush slowly emerged, slightly sketched in the void, and wrote the word 'rain'.

Quietly, the drizzle fell from the top of Su Hao's head, making him wet.

"Uh, it seems that the operation is wrong."

Looking at this scene, Yimu Shuweng was stunned for a moment, let out a short and convulsive breath, and stopped as if he had taken root.

The next moment, he stared at Su Hao, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How did you do it?"

Ichimoku Shuweng's shock at this moment can't be expressed in words.

How harsh is the power of the book for a monk?

After he became a shikigami, he read a lot of books, almost tens of millions of books, constantly analyzing and mixing them, bringing forth new ones, and only then did he study the power of publishing books.

But what happened to Su Hao?

He possessed the power of a book all of a sudden, without any foreshadowing at all!
The reason why he was so sure was that when Su Hao wrote 'Rain' in the void, he couldn't control the target direction of the power of the book, which caused the rain to wet himself.

But the other party does have the power of the book, but they are not familiar with it!

Su Hao wrote down the word 'wind' in the void, and dried his wet hair, while responding: "You don't need to worry about how I did it, I just want to ask, can you believe me about this ability? credentials?"

Ichimoku Scholar nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The power of books is so rare. Throughout the past and present, there are only a handful of people who can do what he does, using books as weapons, and killing enemies with poetry.

Su Hao had no fluctuations in the power of the book before this, but he was able to use the power of the book easily, which shows that he has very heaven-defying means and cards in his hand.

Following such a person, physical recasting is just around the corner.

"But Xiaosheng has his own principles, don't kill innocent people, don't do stealthy things, no."

"Stop, stop, stop, you don't have to tell me about these things, and I won't force you to do something you don't want to do. It's just that when you need your help, you just show up and provide some usefulness. The rest of the time and freedom are yours "Su Hao raised his hand to interrupt Yimu Shuweng, and transferred out the contract of the gods: "Those who enter my Haoyue Sect must sign a contract to show their loyalty. You understand what I mean."

"Xiaosheng understands!" Yimu Shuwen nodded in understanding, and quickly signed the contract with the gods.

"Sovereign, Xiaosheng can only leave the Shikigami Dimension for two hours a day at this stage. Today is almost time, and Xiaosheng must return to the Shikigami Dimension. Please forgive me."

"No need." At this moment, Yukino came over and said softly: "The reason why shikigami cannot leave the dimensional space of shikigami for a long time is because the mortal world does not have an environment suitable for your survival. Under the constraints of the law, you can stay for too long. Injury to the soul is the fundamental reason why a physical body is cast."

"You can ask the suzerain to bless you with a space aperture, so that your shikigami soul body can adapt to the mortal world and stay in the mortal world without restriction."

"Really?" Hearing this, Yimu Shuweng was horrified.

Before he could ask Su Hao, Su Hao raised his hand and created a circle of space light to envelop him.

Ichimoku Shuweng's figure froze, and he was surprised to find that he was in the space aperture, as if he had returned to the shikigami dimensional space, without any sense of rejection and oppression, and was very comfortable.

"Remember to bring the space aperture with you when moving, and don't rush out of the range of the space aperture, so as to ensure your safe survival in the mortal world."

"Yes, suzerain!" Yimu Shuweng bowed down and stood beside Su Hao respectfully.

In fact, his heart was turned upside down.

so amazing!

The suzerain of the Haoyue Sect is simply a god-man!

Not only is the fighting power terrifying to the extreme, but also the means are unprecedented.

To be able to create a space aperture that allows shikigami to live in the mortal world and completely break the constraints of the laws can be said to be beyond the capabilities of the Three Realms.

For a while, Ichimoku Shuweng finally understood why a proud shikigami like Xue Nu would willingly join Su Hao's camp.

How can you feel aggrieved following a person whose figure is towering above the clouds?