Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

The king of the world, the king of the universe, was in a state of chaos.

In the glorious divine court, Mu Bai, who was shrouded in black mist on the throne, spoke slowly.

"Everything in the universe is rising and falling, and I summoned you only because I have a connection with you."

The thick black mist in the hall gradually dissipated in the voice that sounded like a god. The three of them only felt that the great existence stood between heaven and earth, holding the stars and the universe in their hands.

What a momentum! What a sense of oppression! Xiao Tianzuo, who was shaken in his heart, clenched his fists. If he had the means of the powerful people on the other side, why would he be afraid of the threat of the royal family? How dare that ignorant fiancée come to cancel the engagement and make the Xiao family lose face!

That bitch even sent people to destroy his mountain gate. If it weren't for the great existence in front of him, he would have died long ago!

"Xiao Tianzuo."

On the throne, the voice of the other shore echoed in the ears of the three people.

Mu Bai thought to himself that since you think I am the other shore, then I will be the other shore.

Xiao Tianzuo, whose name was called, respectfully clasped his fists and asked for teachings with the etiquette of a master.

"I have a rough look and roughly understand your past. All kinds of hatred piled up in your heart are both good and bad. You can control the degree of everything. Don't be too much or too little. You must know that thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west, don't bully the poor young."

Hearing this, tears wet Xiao Tianzuo's eyes, and his slightly trembling lips repeatedly repeated Mu Bai's last words, as if there was some magic that made him indulge in it and couldn't extricate himself.

"Xiao Tianzuo remembers it! Thank you for the Supreme's teachings. I will always remember this sentence: Don't bully the poor young man!"

After that, Xiao Tianzuo took out a knife from his waist and carved three big words on the back of his right hand: "Thirty years!" The flowing blood wet the white sleeves. Xiao Tianzuo, in a fanatical state, murmured: "Xiaowei, the prince of the Han Dynasty, after lying dormant for thirty years, I will double the humiliation of the past!"

Mu Bai, who was shrouded in black fog on the throne, was stunned. Good guy, this is a masochist, but this style is a bit wrong. Normally, you have to pretend to be awesome and slap your face before counterattacking. How come these few words are pointing to a style of Gou Dao Liu?

Forget it, seeing that this kid has a deep luck, it is estimated that he will live a very comfortable life in the end, just like Captain Buggy who has the luck of the Overlord Color. It is not destined to lie down to the Four Emperors.

Xiusi, who was holding the magic book, was also confused. The boy who was enlightened by the great man on the other side had changed his impression and became more introverted. As expected, even a pig could fly to the sky if he could get the guidance of such a person!

After Xiao Tianzuo, who suddenly realized, thanked him, an inexplicable power flowed out of him, and gathered into a subtle power of luck under the ten thousand feet steps and slowly flowed into Mu Bai's body.

This is the power of luck!

Mu Bai, who got an unexpected gain, finally discovered one of the abilities of the temple. Will he get some kind of positive feedback by pointing others?

In order to verify his judgment, Mu Bai stretched out his illusory big hand to dismantle the star scene on the hall, and the planets belonging to the three of them turned in Mu Bai's hands.

The means of randomly splitting the starry sky made the three people who had been shocked and numb not have a trace of surprise.

Arbitrary for eternity, eternal and immortal, the gods who play in the world, the person who jumped out of the chess game, any top praise is not too much for this person!

It was a great honor for them to meet such a supreme being in the other shore realm!

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The wrinkled Xius guessed that this supreme being in the other shore might have summoned the destined people from various interfaces for random guidance because they were all human beings.

This explanation was very reasonable. When Xius was shocked by his own wisdom, he laughed. He let out a long breath and asked Mu Bai respectfully:

"Respected supreme being, I would like to ask how to fight against the baptism of long years in the eighth level. In the thousands of years after achieving the eighth level, I have been fighting against the inner demon all the time. My realm has been stagnant for a hundred years and I am really distressed. I hope you can enlighten me, a fool."

The black fog on the throne was filled with black fog. Mu Bai, hidden in the black fog, was touching his chin and organizing his words.

To put it bluntly, the other party's question was that after becoming an eighth-level strongman and experiencing the baptism of years, he was confused about his own existence. The oldest eighth-level emperor on the earth was less than a hundred years old and would not have such distress at all.

The steady voice in the black fog spoke with every word, which made Xius' heart beat wildly.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and treat all things as straw dogs. The Supreme One forgets emotions and enjoys the emotions."

In the eyes of the will of heaven and earth, kings, generals, and even peerless great powers are nothing but dust. Excessive arrogance will only make them indistinguishable from the crowd.

Xiu Si understood the first half of the sentence, but he could never figure out the second half.

As if sensing Xiu Si's eager eyes, Mu Bai said lightly: "Only saints who have comprehended everything can forget about emotions, but even saints have to experience all the emotions in the world before they can be called forgetful."

Xius, whose pupils were shaking, was speechless for a long time.

The other two young men listened attentively, but they always felt that it was too mysterious and didn't understand. Xiao Tianzuo, who had paper and pen with him, quickly opened his backpack and wrote the four cover characters of Supreme Quotations on the notebook.

He copied all the words such as "Thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west" and "The Supreme Forgetfulness" on the paper, and after writing, he didn't forget to savor the true meaning.

Mu Bai, who was in charge of the overall situation of the temple, looked at Xiao Tianzuo who was writing furiously in silence. What a guy, he wrote the Supreme Quotations! Looking at his serious posture, it is estimated that it can be passed down as a family heirloom.

"I understand... I understand! Haha! Thank you for your guidance! I, Xiusi, understand!"

Excited Xiusi swung his arms, his face full of enlightenment.

The energy fluctuations in his body continued to rise, and he had taken a step further on the road to level eight.

"Not bad."

The magnificent voice spread throughout the hall, and the starry sky images accelerated because of the voice. Xiusi, who was praised, was as happy as a child praised by his elders.

The trickle of spiritual energy flowed back from the bottom of the ten thousand feet stairs, slowly nourishing Mu Bai's soul and spiritual strength.

What surprised Mu Bai was that the feedback given by Xiusi and Xiao Tianzuo was not much different in energy. It seemed that the key to energy feedback had nothing to do with their own strength.

"So, young man in red, what are your doubts? Is it about cultivation, life, or your father?"

Faced with Mu Bai's question, Shalut, dressed in red, smiled bitterly and said, "My father has disappeared for many years and no one knows whether he is dead or alive. Now the minions of the false god have reappeared in my world. I don't ask you to help me find my father, I just hope you can tell me whether he is dead or alive."

Mu Bai frowned and wondered where to find his father. With the blessing of the temple, he briefly toured Shalut's memory and then tried to call his father's name.