Chapter 1143 (1/2)

Under the old tree in the grain drying farm, village head Lao Bu bragged about the new generation of Muyu myth. Muyu listened quietly under the old tree. He found that it was also very good to stay away from the noise and live in the moment.

When he was a child, he listened to the village head's grandfather telling the story of the Yumeng demons. He was uneasy among a group of children because he had the ability of muyoumeng. He was always worried about whether he was a Yumeng demon.

Later, he had the qualification to become an immortal. He showed his ability in front of the village head's grandfather and assured him that he wanted to be a good immortal teacher and protect the human race. But now it seems that he can no longer find the original intention.

But he has never felt that his idea is wrong, not all people are worth saving.

From the heart, his first heart is from here.

The rules of the world are colorful and diverse. From listening to stories and looking forward to the future of children, they have their own hopes and goals. They gradually strive to get out of the small village, contact the simple mountain village, the good and evil outside the world, and then leave the Moyun mountain range to look at the ups and downs of the world. People's thinking slowly changes, and gradually becomes no longer their childhood self.

Growing up is a process of constantly overthrowing the previous childish self.

Muyu looked at the old trees in the drying field. The leaves were flying and the sun was shining on his body. His heart suddenly grasped some artistic conception.

It is said that the rule is to see the big from the small, but is it not the case in one's life?

Life is full of rules and laws. Even this simple village contains countless laws and regulations.

Muyu looked at the passionate village head and the serious and excited children under the old tree. He felt a burst of light in his heart, as if the sun pushed away the haze, shining on him.

This time, he knew what to do.

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the three continents, the Danding school.

Boom!

The whole array of the Dan Ding sect is in danger, and there is a violent roar. The ground is like an earthquake. There are cracks on the ground. Many of the practitioners have changed their faces. The masters of the Mahayana and the hijacking period headed by dead trees have gathered in the air, all of them are waiting for it.

”Muyu has not been contacted yet?” Asked the dead wood in a deep voice.

Lu Xianshi anxiously said: ”Muyu left with Lao Bu ten days ago. He said he would go to do something. He should return to the flowing water village in the Moyun mountains.”

Tens of thousands of alien people have surrounded the outside of the Dan Ding sect, and a large number of them are coming. There are also countless practitioners who are under control or choose to join other people in order to survive. All of them want to break through the Dan Ding sect.

The withered wood stares at the white realm led by alien people in the void, and his face is solemn. This is the second time in the past year that Bai Jie and other people want to break the Dan Ding sect, but he uses the kaixu ding ding ding to block the outside. Bai Jie has no choice but to retreat from kaixu tripod.

However, this time, the white kingdom came back and threatened kaixu Ding!

Bai Jie looks down at all the people of the Dan Ding sect. In front of him, there is a scroll floating in front of him. The scroll is red, and it is full of mysterious array patterns. The breath of vastness and simplicity spreads all around, which impacts the kaixu tripod. Every impact will make kaixu Ding tremble.

”The dead trees are green. You are a person who has no body now. What are you still struggling for?” The voice of the white world is majestic and powerful, just like a God. If it is changed in ordinary times, many practitioners will pay homage to it. But now all the people of the Danding sect know how ugly the real face of the white world with the appearance of the God is!

The withered wood looked at the red scroll in Bai Jie's hand and said in a cold voice, ”you have a picture of Xu Mi changing the sun!”

Bai Jie laughed, the laughter was mellow, but it made many people feel a shiver.

”The dead wood is always green. You are really a person who knows the goods. If you control the kaixu tripod, one of the nine utensils, will you not allow me to get the sun changing map of Xumi, one of the nine utensils?”

The sun changing map of Xumi belongs to one of the nine Taoist instruments. Each of the nine Taoist utensils is extremely mysterious and has its own powerful ability. Whether it is kaixu Ding, array hall or Tianyan reincarnation peak, it is amazing. Naturally, it will not be inferior to Xumi's map!

”What can you do if you have to change the day map? Each of the nine Taoist vessels has its own merits. If you want to break the kaixu tripod, it's fantastic

With a cold drink, the dead wood fell on the top of the kaixu tripod. Under his feet was the ancient and elegant kaixu tripod. The kaixu tripod slowly rotated, and the golden inscriptions loomed around him. The chaotic Yin and Yang flowed around the dead wood, forming a strong breath to compete with the sun changing map of Xumi.

”Dead wood, are you still stubborn? It is sooner or later that the Terrans are enslaved by our saints. If you kneel down in front of me and are loyal to me, I can also consider reusing it to you. After all, you are a great genius. You are the top existence in the Terran. I will not bury your talent if you follow me. ”

The white world is an alien, they all look down on the weak Terran, but the withered tree evergreen is one of the few dazzling stars in the human race, and even the white world has to admit the ability of withered trees to grow green.”Loyal to you, dream!”