A kind of exaggeration that is shocking enough to the world.

As for why he didn’t continue to delve into the three arts of Metal, Wood, and Earth, even Fire Dragon True Man had to admit one point: as long as he was still in the Thirteenth Realm, he wouldn’t be able to cultivate them. He could only know a smattering of the basics, and it would be difficult to improve further.

In fact, upon reaching the Ascension Realm, even the Immortal Realm, as long as one wasn’t a sword cultivator, they would rarely lack natural treasures. However, there would be a quantitative bottleneck in the replenishment of natal objects.

Therefore, the three ways of Harmonizing with the Dao in the Fourteenth Realm are a huge way to blaze a new trail.

Before Wu Shuangjiang reached the Fourteenth Realm, he had already taken the idea of “it’s good to know a lot of skills” to the extreme, melting everything into one furnace, with uncertainty between reality and illusion, and it can be called superb.

The graceful woman wearing a snow-white fox fur coat sacrificed her hairpin flying sword. After the flying sword flew more than a thousand feet away, it turned into a jasper-green river. The long river drew a circle in the air, turning into a jade ring. The jasper-green river water spread out, and finally seemed to turn into a thin-as-paper stationery. On the stationery, dense characters appeared. From each character, a woman in green clothes fell out, thousands of people with the same face, the same appearance, the same clothes, but the expression of each woman was slightly different, just like a master painter holding a pen to paint, for a long time, always staring at a beloved woman, painting thousands of paintings under his pen, showing every detail, but only painting her joys, sorrows, and pleasures in one day.

And that beautiful girl who looked like a noble son, “Tianran”, only gently shook the rattle drum. Just one hit of the glazed beads on the dragon gate drum surface could make thousands of divine generals, strongmen, monsters, and ghosts fall down one after another.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, “Don’t think that Mr. Cui and Jiang Shangzhen are talking nonsense today, they are actually scheming and plotting something.”

The girl kept shaking the small drum and nodded and smiled.

Wu Shuangjiang noticed another sign of heaven and earth, and nodded, “Ning Yao’s sword heart is really rare.”

The fox fur woman frowned slightly, and Wu Shuangjiang immediately turned her head and apologized: “Sister Tianran, don’t be annoyed, don’t be annoyed.”

The girl narrowed her crescent-shaped eyes and covered her mouth with a delicate smile.

Wu Shuangjiang glanced at the girl who was “Little Immortal of the Yellow Ribbon” in his heart, and then turned to look at the fox fur woman with a slightly different face. He took their hands and smiled: “I once promised you that we must walk all over the world together, and we will do it.”

The fox fur woman suddenly asked, “Have you forgotten who killed me?”

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, “That’s not very cute.”

The fox fur woman instantly became as brittle as porcelain, and with a soft sound, she shattered.

The girl also suffered the same fate.

Wu Shuangjiang used the art of blowing clouds, and the gale swept the world, and a mountain-searching formation instantly shattered.

He came to the cage bird small world.