Chapter 340 (1/2)
Muyu has always been curious about what the dead wood saw in the dreamland here. Unfortunately, the dead wood always looks impatient. He doesn't say anything about it and kicks Muyu from time to time.
”Do you see yourself and Miao Yuyan doing something shameful?”
The dead wood kicked the feather.
”It's not the teacher's mother. It must be with the cold elder!” Mu Yu snickered.
The dead wood kicked the feather.
”My God! Besides the two of them, do you like the third one? Wait! Is that uncle's man? WOW! Old cattle eat tender grass Mu Yu makes a fuss.
The dead wood kicked Mu Yu two feet this time.
”It doesn't affect me.” The dead wood looked around and was filled with Mu Yu's chaotic hope. He said impatiently, ”think of something sad, you can get rid of these illusions. Sad things will destroy your hope, and the direction of death will be determined.”
Muyu shrugged his shoulders, and it was difficult for him to imagine the sad things at a good time. He asked in a puzzled way: ”master, what are you thinking of in your mind? You can say it for me to learn from. ”
The dead wood gave him a glance, shook his head and said, ”you don't want to know.”
They went on, through all sorts of hopeful fantasies, which were so real that Muyu lingered. He liked the scene of prosperity, and he didn't want to leave if the dead wood threw cold water on Muyu from time to time.
Gradually, the breath of hope gradually weakened, and a strange gully appeared on the ground ahead, which seemed so abrupt in the living world. The gully is under the ground, deep and bottomless, as if someone had torn the ground apart.
The ravines are filled with despair, and the gray air current is constantly surging, trying to invade this hopeful world. But whenever the gray air flow from the gully to float out, there will always be a light white light to separate it, so as not to let the gray air from the gully enter the world.
Muyu Yixi: ”through this deep ditch, it should be a dead world?”
The dead wood looked thoughtfully at the gully, then nodded and said, ”it should be.”
”What should I do? Where is the balance between life and death? ” Muyu walked to the edge of the gully and looked down. The gray air current was endless. The breath of despair was rising in the gully, which was quite different from the hopeful world outside.
The dead wood walked along the edge of the gully, stopping from time to time to look for anomalies. The gully is about ten feet long and two feet wide. The span is not very large, but he does not know how deep it is.
”Styrax itself is a plant, and your consciousness is in the Stylosanthes. You should know where this point is.” The dead wood raised its head to the wood feather path.
Muyu gently stroked the edge of the gully with his hand, and suddenly an excited consciousness flashed in his brain. The consciousness seemed to have existed for a long time. For him, everything here seemed so natural, and the structure of Styrax was also controlled by him.
He felt a burst of inexplicable joy and said, ”I know how to do it!”
Muyu lies on the edge of the gully, gazing at the gloomy gray air flow below, and gently reaches forward with his hand. In the moment of the gray air flow, there is always a white light intercepting, and then the white light and gray gas collide and disappear.
That's what he wants to catch!
The collision of white light and black ash gas is fleeting. Rao is unable to catch that point easily with the speed of wooden feather. There was a strong desire in his heart, and he was trying.
He felt something, the whole vibrant world suddenly trembled, as if someone was deliberately stirring something. The gray of the gullies flowed rapidly, galloping, and gradually turned into pitch black. The surrounding scenes full of hope, including Mu Yu's imaginary tranquility, qiaoxue, FengHao dust, dead wood, etc., were slowly deformed and twisted into a white awn, flowing incessantly and leaping toward the dark gully.
White and black began to entangle and fight, they seem to want to devour each other, but always equal, the pursuit between the two, still can not erode both sides.
The whole world is only left with pure black and white, black and white crisscross, become the most primitive force entangled together. Muyu was surprised to see the black and white in front of him, and the exuberant anger and desperation of the dead air from time to time rushed past him.
As soon as he reached out, his left hand grasped the white air flow, and his right hand grasped the black air flow. Then he pulled the black and white apart. His consciousness began to roll and suddenly returned to reality!
The black and white Styx grass in front of you has been completely separated. Anger and stillness swept out, and immediately covered the four people in the room. The wooden feather pushed the white leaves of Styrax into fenghaochen. A huge energy fluctuation came, and the wind HaoChen suddenly roared up to the sky, and then recovered his cultivation in an instant
Muyu's heart was full of excitement, and master resumed his cultivation. This means that the guards of the triple Palace also have to pay a huge price!