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Zhentian Pass has decayed. Since the trouble of Foreign Domain savages was solved more than ten years ago, and because of the birth of Dream Sect, those talented dísciples went down the mountain and killed them. Demon Beast or something, there is no more war in this area.

In addition to the demise of the Daewoo Kingdom and the war between the great princes, who still wants to stay here and blow the cold wind?

Therefore, the magnificent Zhentianguan no longer has the resources to repair. The number of soldiers stationed has been reduced from 50,000 at first, to 40,000, and then to 10,000. Six years ago, , Zhentianguan Commander Zuo Qian led ten thousand troops to support the princes Dong Fan, but turned against the guest. After becoming a new prince, only a dozen old and weak soldiers remained at Zhentianguan.

Many family members who accompanied the army have gone, and many craftsmen who depended on Zhentianguan for their lives have gone, died, and fled.

Zhentianguan, where there was once a lot of voices, a famine could eat up several dozen li trees and leaves, suddenly became cold and cheerless, miserable.

Only some people who can make a living from hunting, farming and fishing stay here.

Of course, it also includes Mu Shaoan's home.

At this moment, as the sun sets, the three father and son hurried back, carrying a lot of food. There are dilapidated houses on both sides of the street. Many people have gone to the building and the grass is full. , A few wild dogs ran away barking wildly on the street corner.

Turning around the corner, you will find our small courtyard, which was once brand new. The courtyard door painted with black lacquer and tung oil was cracked with a few large openings, and the courtyard wall made of bluestone collapsed. , A few weeds are growing very willpower. In the yard, there was a coughing sound of very difficult to deal with, and then a woman hurried out, and when she saw the three of Mu Shaoan, she was shocked happily said: "Old Master Wu, you are back. Mrs. Wu accidentally caught the wind and cold three months ago. She has not healed, so she is thinking of your three!"

As soon as I heard this, Xiao Yuan and Xiao The stone burst into tears and rushed to the courtyard.

Mu Shaoan stood there for a few seconds before he sighed. This is birth, aging, sickness and death. It’s been fourteen years. I vaguely remember that he just fourteen years ago Coming to this world, although this cheap wife is a little rougher, she's still round and jade. She doesn't want a wind chill, the limit has come.

There is nothing more impermanent than this.

I just wanted to walk into the small courtyard, but I saw Brother Xiaoyuan rushed out, his eyes were red, and teardrops fell down, grabbing Mu Shaoan's clothes and silently watching he.

Mu Shaoan knows what this kid wants to say, yes, he is not a Divine Doctor, but he is better than all Divine Doctors in this world, but it is useless, mortals will die!

No one can make an exception.

So he shook the head slowly.

Brother Xiaoyuan was sitting on the street and crying, but after all, he didn't use his stubborn temper to persecute him.

Three days later, Brother Xiaoyuan and Xiao Shitou were dressed in linen and filial piety. They sent away the mother of this life in a tomb in the wilderness.

On the second day, Wu Yan, the little stone, chose to leave without saying goodbye. He was going to cultivation. This thing stimulated him a lot. In his eyes, his father was omnipotent and he was still holding on. The name of the Divine Doctor, but just watched his mother die.

Maybe there is nothing I can do, right?

No one knows what Wu Yan thinks. He didn’t blame anything. He just chose to leave and left the word'cultivation'. His fate, even if Mu Shaoan had laid him so much, Still can only rely on him to control it.

After all, he is fifteen years old.

On the third day, Mu Shaoan sat alone in the courtyard and used his own carpentry skills to create a coffin for himself. This was the first time.

On the fourth day, he called Xiaoyuan’s brother to the front and said lightly: "Xiaoyuan, the fate of Little Stone, I have arranged for him, and the rest is up to him. The only thing I can’t worry about is now. It's you."

"Father, why did you say this? I have hands and feet now, and it's better than a little stone."

Brother Xiaoyuan said with a smile.

"hehe, you are not as blessed as he is, and his future achievements are limitless, but you, tell you the truth, you only have a life essence of about a hundred years, that is to say, you are 24 years old this year, and you will be 84 years old. Years, you will definitely die, because on that day, you will have an extremely terrifying catastrophe. No one can save you. What can save you is that you must ascend and leave this realm before 84 years of Transcending Tribulation. It is also the real reason why I have forced you to cultivation since I was a child."

"But father, how did you know about this? It's ridiculous."

"I How do you know? Hehe, to put it bluntly, I am the Great Firmament Golden Immortal who has been demoted to the mortal world. I need to endure nine thousand ninety-nine million disasters in this world, and 84 years will be the day when my disaster will come. It’s also when your body dies and Dao disappears, so that’s why I obviously have a powerful immortal art in my body, but I can’t teach it to you, I know it for three hundred years, and eight hundred years later, I know Ghost God You know what’s going on outside the wall, but you also think that Dream Sect has nothing to do. Otherwise, if I talk about my former temper, I’ll kill him with a single blow!"

"And these years, I I have secretly saved some of Heaven and Earth’s first psychic, and I will give it to you. With these psychic, your cultivation speed will be very fast. Within 80 years, Transcending Tribulation will be so easy to ascend to Great Ascension. Wait. After your Transcending Tribulation is successful, don’t come to save me. Just go to Immortal World and find someone named Mu Shaoan. I owed him a lot of friendship. Just go and pay me back this favor. I understand. Is it?"

Mu Shaoan was full of nonsense. In the past, Brother Xiaoyuan absolutely didn't believe it, but with the foreshadowing of those 13 years, everything is not a problem.

"Remember, remember, tonight is my death date, after I die, you leave quickly, do not stay, do not prepare for the funeral for me, at least you must escape 90,000 miles away from Fuyun Mountain in one breath Just do it, don’t come back to Wu Yan, don’t come back to Xiaomin, don’t even think about going to avengers to get revenge, just cultivation, and when you arrive at Immortal World, don’t forget your wish!"

Mu Shaoan said this, suddenly knocked Xiao Yuan out with a stick.

"Very well, very well, everything is going well. Now there is only the last step left, and that is my death, because I am immortal, 70% of my body is held by the seal of law If there are too many inspirations, they will not dissipate. According to the rules, these inspirations can be inherited according to the bloodline. Now there is no more my bloodline within a radius of 100 meters, so Brother Xiaoyuan is the biggest successor, because it is an inheritance relationship. The more than 70% of the brains cannot be seen from the outside. As for the deduction, it can only be deduced to Lao Tzu. However, if you want to deduct the origin of Lao Tzu, you must first defeat the person who seals the law."

"Then, let's do it, Lin Yuan, you bastard, don't forget Lao Tzu's dark gold mecha!"

After a curse, Mu Shaoan jumped into his coffin, Put the lid of the coffin on, swallow a poison pill he prepared for himself, see the blood seal his throat, smile half-step!

In less than ten seconds, Mu Shaoan was already furious, with a weird smile on his face.

And when he died, a piece of bright light automatically floated out, directly submerged in Brother Xiaoyuan's body, and then there was no shadow.

In the next few seconds, Brother Xiaoyuan woke up. Fortunately, he did not forget Mu Shaoan's instructions.

Weeping three times, facing Mu Shaoan's coffin peng~ peng~ peng~ after a few knocks, he sank into the darkness without looking back.

But at the same time, the hongchen guest who was meditating in Dream Sect Heavenly Paradise in Fuyun Mountain suddenly had a whim, but felt that for a moment, a huge inspiration appeared under Fuyun Mountain.

This is really overjoyed.

At the moment, he didn’t even bother to meditate. He hurried with his sword, and sounded his sect’s disciple. They searched around, and must locate anyone in any village within a few hundred miles around Fuyun Mountain in a short time. .

As for the Hongchenke himself, he is constantly calculating, even at the expense of Divine Prediction, which consumes a lot of divine sense.

Fortunately, the sky pays off. It’s about to dawn when the red guest is paying a few mouthfuls of blood essence and finally deduced the matter to the small courtyard of Old Wu San in Zhentianguan.

"Old Wu III? Sounds familiar, could it be Old Wu III of the cultivation Imperial Wind Secret Art back then?" The red guest was very restless, and there was a vague sense of danger ahead. .

But he was ordered by his teacher to create Cloud Dream Sect here. He has to deal with this major event. Now that he has a chance to come out, how dare he give up?

So, he walked into the ruined small courtyard, where a brand new coffin was placed.

With a wave of Hong Chen's hand, the lid of the coffin flew out with a bang, and then revealed Mu Shaoan's extremely strange death smile.

"Strange, there is indeed a ray of inspiration circling in this person, but unfortunately, insignificant, bad, the deity is absurd, and Wu Family father and son should not be expelled from Fuyun Mountain. Who would have thought of this Wu Family There are so many inspirations hidden in father and son? Well, no, this is the inspiration inherited from the ancestors, so now the inspiration of Old Wu III should be inherited from his son Wu Yuan. Come, let Old Wu III Bring the body of Old Wu back to Fuyun Mountain. The deity must open the altar personally and use Nine Heavens to search for the ghosts of Old Wu III. Ask for the cause of the matter, and the bloodline of Old Wu III is here. Forgive his son Wu Yuan. There is no escape!"

In the coffin, Mu Shaoan's body is still smiling weirdly.

Three days later, on Fuyun Mountain, on the highest altar among Cloud Dream Sect, Mu Shaoan’s body was placed there. The red dust guest knew that this matter was of great importance, so he used the highest The soul-searching spell of the specifications and the divine technique of the highest specifications of Tianyanxing change, meaning that even the gods can deduce it.

For this, the hongchen guest even temporarily put aside the major event of his Transcending Tribulation soaring. His five direct disciples, twelve core disciples, and six hundred direct disciples were all present, personally. The guardian is huge.

And the red dust guest is even more neatly dressed, holding the incense of Star God, wearing a crown of sky, wearing a Star River robe, feet on Myriad Realms boots, solemn and solemn, the opening is Hong Zhong Dalu, Rui Cai Thousands, Heaven and Earth are all coming to join us.

"A drop in the ocean, Star River is dusty, I am a Penglai guest, coming from the six worlds and eight wildernesses!"

"Left hand Jade Sovereign Peak, right hand hanging on the Frost River, come When Phoenix dances, and when you go to the Kowloon car!"

"Today, the deity will try to catch the three souls and seven souls of you, and the heavenly Might Divine Sword will guide you, and the lofty earth will be used as a cage. Come to me—"

The red dust guest shouting loudly, the mountains echoed, and the right hand pointed directly at the sky, mighty and domineering, too handsome.

However, the ghost of Mu Shaoan did not come.

"Hurry as the law, give me—"

He yelled again, and the wind and clouds in the sky began to whistle and roll, but Mu Shaoan's ghost did not seem to be Hear.

"Bring me—"

The Red Dust guest shouted again, almost hysterical, but Mu Shaoan's ghost still did not hear.

"Ahhh!"

Hong Chen is angry, and I don’t know what secret means have been used. I can only hear the thunder in the sky keep on slamming like dumplings. Come down.

"Get out of here and come--"

"bang!"

A heavenly thunder the size of a water tank hits Mu Shaoan directly Destroy the corpse and evidence on his corpse.

The red dust guest who is doing the right thing is like being hit by Myriad Thunder Explosion. His face turns white, red, and gray. Finally, he sprays a mouthful of blood three times, and faints without saying a word. .

But the ghost of Mu Shaoan still did not come.

Only the wind is whistling.