Too much fruit

Chapter 757 The future is uncertain
The sun in the sky began to move, and the sky became noticeably darker, which made the people in Daxing City breathe a sigh of relief.

When the sun was hanging overhead, the scorching heat scorched the earth, and even a cultivator would feel palpitations, let alone an ordinary person. More importantly, there was the surging heat.

In other words, it is still night now. If it were daytime and the real sun appeared together with the big sun, no one knows how many people would suffer.

Da Ri's departure brought temporary relief to those in the city who were immersed in anxiety, and also let Jiang Li know that Wenshu and others had already set off.

'You have picked a good time. It will be dawn soon. When the sun rises, the power of the sun's true fire will be enough to rise to a new height.'

Jiang Li knew that Wenshu was also proficient in Yi Dao, so he could naturally guess his thoughts.

Manjusri is truly extremely cautious. Even if he has the advantage, he still uses every aspect to the limit and does not miss any opportunity.

However, this also meant that he was not completely sure, and he did not know why the Great Venerable believed that Jiang Li would encounter a strong enemy next and would have to accept the Emperor's Dao Fruit.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Li's body shook, and his figure became almost imperceptibly blurred in an instant.

When the blur disappeared, the white-haired monkey suddenly had a strange look, or temperament.

He opened his mouth, was about to stick out his tongue, and then suddenly closed it.

"Cough cough."

After looking around for a while, the white-haired monkey coughed and thought to himself, "It's a close call, he almost barked." Then he rolled his eyes, and with a wise feeling, he tried to recall what he had seen in the past.

"I remember that the master usually acts like this."

Memories flashed back in my mind, and the guy who looked like a monkey but was actually a dog began to use the acting skills he had learned from his daily life.

No one knows how much the dog has learned in order to deal with its owner and the mistresses, but at least in the eyes of its owner, it is okay to play the role of a monkey for a short time.

If that doesn't work, you can meditate.

This is the instruction left by Jiang Li.

Xiaotian was about to put what he had learned into practice when he suddenly remembered this last sentence, and so -

"You should go and meditate."

The dog fast-forwarded to “no other choice” and chose to meditate.

At the same time, in the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, Tan Wuwei looked at Da Ri's departure, and ripples quietly appeared in his calm eyes.

She took out the tea set and tea leaves from the storage device she carried with her, sat down at the stone table in the yard, and brewed and poured a pot of tea smoothly.

Watching the faint steam rising from the teacup, the newly promoted great master of the Buddhist country said calmly, "Juzi, please."

A cup of tea was pushed to the other side, and a figure quietly appeared in the courtyard.

Mo Men Juzi, dressed in a linen robe and a bamboo hat, stood under a tree not far away. His sharp eyes pierced through the brim of his hat and shone directly at his former fellow disciples.

"Drinking tea is a manifestation of friendship. Mo Xuankong only drinks tea with friends." Mo Menjuzi said lightly.

"I still consider Juzi a friend."

Tan Wuwei poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I even consider you as a fellow traveler."

"A comrade who betrayed his ideals?" Mo Xuankong sneered.

"We are fellow practitioners of our ideals." Tan Wuwei showed a hint of sadness. That look now appeared on her face, holy and otherworldly, with no trace of the past. "I have never forgotten my ideals."

However, Mo Xuankong only saw the changes in things and people.

Tan Wuwei used to be a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion. Years of hard work and running around left her with no time to take care of herself. In order to resonate with ordinary people, Tan Wuwei, as a woman, even deliberately let her appearance age with the years.

Tan Wuwei now is like a bodhisattva, sacred and inviolable. Compared with the past, there is a world of difference between him and others. But in Mo Xuankong's eyes, there is only sadness.

"Juzi's next words are meant to ridicule my appearance."

Tan Wuwei spoke first, saying what the other party said, and then answered himself: "I don't care about appearance, but human hearts are so superficial, and they always yearn for beautiful things. Even the gods and Buddhas that we worship show their beautiful side. Ugly people are not qualified to enjoy incense."

"Entertaining people with beauty." Mo Xuankong said sneerfully.

"To some extent, it really is about entertaining people with beauty."

Tan Wuwei calmly accepted Mo Xuankong's sarcasm and said, "In order to get promoted, I even used the souls of the people who died in Liangzhou. I have done such a big thing, so what does it matter if I just use my appearance? I want to change the world, and I will do it at all costs."

"I only saw the price, not the changes in the world." Mo Xuankong's voice revealed murderous intent.

"Because this change has not yet come," Tan Wuwei ignored the murderous intent and said calmly, "When all living beings are of one mind and have only goodness in their hearts, the world will be completely changed. For this reason, I will advance at all costs until I have the power to change all living beings."

All beings, one mind?
Mo Xuankong chewed on these four words in his mind, and his murderous intent grew stronger.

"You want to save the common people?" He looked at Tan Wuwei and for the first time realized how crazy this former subordinate was.

Compared to this crazy idea, Mo Xuankong would rather think that Tan Wuwei was just blinded by greed, or simply had some hidden ambition.

At least this way you are still a normal person, not a madman.

The harm caused by a madman is much greater than that of an ambitious person, especially when this madman has the crazy idea of ​​changing the world.

"My old mother has no life, my hometown is empty."

Tan Wuwei did not answer, or rather, her eight words were the answer.

And when these eight words fell, the dazzling sword light pierced through Tan Wuwei with its sharpness that could penetrate everything.

The Golden God used his magical power, and wherever the sword light went, the space cracked. The deep sword marks extended straight to the other side, and the vacuum hometown was pierced the moment it appeared.

however--

"Juzi, I am in the future, and the future is uncertain. If you cannot see into the future, this sword light will never be able to touch me."

Tan Wuwei sat in his vacuum hometown with its barrier broken, letting the sword light pass through his neck. His figure was like a phantom, intact after the sword light passed.

"My old mother has no life, my hometown is empty."

She chanted long and slowly once again, and her hometown of Zhenkong suddenly changed, covering the entire governor's mansion, and even Mo Xuankong was covered in it.

The change was so sudden, like turning the pages of a book. One moment it only covered an area of ​​three feet, and the next moment Mo Xuankong was also inside it.

"In order to avoid hurting others, please wait here for a while with me."

(End of this chapter)