Chapter 231 (1/2)

Fengzimo became the deputy leader of the alliance, and the days didn't change much, depending on it was just a title. Ge Hongyan still comes to tea when she is free, and then goes on the same mission and practice. What they need is time to accumulate their accomplishments. Otherwise, they can only harass the floating dust palace from time to time as they do now, and they can't do anything meaningful.

Fengzimo doesn't dare to relax his cultivation at all. Although it is rare in the world that he has just gone through the three robberies in such a short time, it's not enough for fengzimo. Knowing his past, fengzimo's shoulder is under more pressure.

Therefore, every day a little free, fengzimo is still not slack cultivation of soul skills, constantly improve themselves. He was glad to find that Hunyuan kingdom had not heard of the emergence of enough soul skills, but generally relied on meditation and perception to improve their cultivation. Depending on his soul skills and soul beads, his spiritual cultivation is improving at a perceptible speed. According to his estimation, in another year or so, he should be able to reach the level of four robberies.

What's more gratifying is that after he returned to the deserted city recently, he brought back a piece of good news. After the people of the Moro army came to the Hunyuan world, their accomplishments were greatly improved through their efforts to cultivate their soul skills. It seems that the incompleteness of the spirit is no longer a problem.

So not only do Andrias reach the realm of God, but also talented people like Yi Pingchuan, Wei Qiulong and even dragon sword have reached the realm of God. The only pity is that there is no big breakthrough in yingwuya and youmingfei. It seems that the emperor crystal they used to scramble for and merge with has become a further constraint.

With such progress, fengzimo is also very pleased, and the Moro army has hope again. It is not only the increase of its own strength, at least, there is no problem for the Moro army's self-protection in the future. With the improvement of the Moro army's cultivation, the power produced by sniper guns and energy cannons will increase. This is the foundation of the Moro army's foothold in Hunyuan world.

In Hunyuan world, Yue lunxing, the influence area of Huamu palace, Lu Yadao Jun in green clothes is flying alone on the wasteland

that 's ok.

This is a vast wasteland, no dense forest, no rocks, only the sky full of yellow sand and occasionally some stubborn growth of weeds, and the whistling wind.

Lu yadaojun seems to be very familiar with this place, and he doesn't hesitate to move in one direction until he finally sees a broken village. This is just a relic of a village. There are no imagined cooking smoke and working villagers. There are only half a person high ruins, whistles blown by the wind, and even some broken bones blown away by the wind.

It's so desolate here! Even ants can't survive.

Lu Yadao Jun fell back to the ground and stood at the entrance of the village. His eyes were full of memories.

In my memory, although it is only a small village here, there are hundreds of people who live a carefree farming life. They live a simple life with men farming and women weaving. Outside the village, there are some fish ponds excavated by villagers. In summer, there are faint fragrance of lotus and croaking of frogs.

At that time, Yue lunxing was still under the rule of Hunyuan sect. At that time, Lu Yadao Jun was still very young and had just reached the realm of God Emperor. According to the requirements of the school, he came to Yue lunxing to practice. More than a fight injured, inadvertently came to the village in the jungle. He regarded himself as an ordinary person who was attacked by horse thieves and left alone. He lived here at the warm invitation of the villagers and spent three happy years here.

Lu yadaojun's favorite is fishing by the pond. This is his interest, and also his way to temper his mind and spirit. One shot in hand, the whole mind will sink into it, until the tiger mother who took him in sent him to eat. Of course, he doesn't have to eat, and he will be hungry even if he doesn't eat for a few years, but eating is such a wonderful thing, he likes it.

However, I didn't expect that more than 3000 years later, everything was slowly annihilated by the wind and sand.

There seems to be Huzi and the children's laughter, the shy smile of the girl next door, and the delicious braised fish made by Huzi's mother... Lu Yadao Jun stood for a long time in a daze, from the bright sun in the sky to the setting sun, and then came back to himself. His lax eyes gradually burst out, which seemed more dazzling than the setting sun.

I didn't expect that I just spent three years here, leaving some good memories of my life, but it brought them disaster. Looking at the ruins and uneven ground, Lu yadaojun can infer what happened to the villagers. I didn't expect that my elder martial brother, park Langyu, was so generous that he not only painstakingly laid traps to kill himself, but also wiped away some traces left by himself.

Just, in this way, can you really erase it?

Lu yadaojun is like an ordinary person, walking step by step through the ruins, as if he had been carrying a fish basket to eat with tiger when he came home.

This is the village head's home, this is er Gouzi's home, this is shidunzi's home... This is Qing'er's home. As Lu Yadao Jun walked, he recalled that his eyes, which were as bright as the setting sun, gradually cooled down.

Step, in the position of the tiger stopped.