The moment the golden warrior entered the blessed land of Mo Luo, Wu Tian was stunned. He murmured: "Brother..." On the main peak of Moluo, under the brilliant yellow plum, a familiar figure almost made Wu Tian shed tears!
His nose felt sore, and he disappeared on the shoulder of the golden warrior for a moment. He came to the main peak of Moluo, and stopped for a moment. He called out: "Brother!" The figure turned his head.
It's him. But Wu Tian did not move forward. Instead, he stared at the man and said after a while: "Brother, is that you?" By this time, he had calmed down.
The man smiled lightly and said, "I am him." Wu Tian fell silent. He looked at the man for a long time and was unable to speak.
Finally, he said with a slightly hoarse voice: "How many percent? I mean the soul."
"Less than 10%." The man replied. Wu Tian fell silent again and didn't speak again for a long time. In this way, the two of them were separated by a few steps, but seemed to be separated by a chaos and several epochs.
Can't cross, can't step over. Finally, Wu Tian asked: "Is there anything wrong with you?" The man said, "Except that I can't leave here, everything is fine." Wu Tian nodded,
"That's good." He turned around and went down the mountain, but the man didn't stop him. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. This is Wu Tian at this time.
He is the mark of Rahu, the mark left by Rahu on the main peak of Moluo and the main cave of Moluo. The proportion of broken souls is very small.
He said it was less than 10%, but in fact he only asked about a few percent. You can tell it from the look in the man's eyes. An imprint is just an imprint, there is no memory of Rahu.
He has no past, he is just the mark he left when he stood here, retreating to enlightenment. It is the miracle of the great road, it is the Taoist, it is the profound influence of the gods and demons on the environment, it can also be said to be the Taoist, it is the gods and demons who have been in one place for a long time. Moving reflection.
Or Taoist shadow, the difference is that the reflection of ordinary people can only be reflected in water, while the reflection of Taoist, gods and demons can be reflected in stones, mountains, rivers, void, heaven and earth, and the galaxy and universe.
So he said that he is who he is and he can't leave here. Because He is His imprint on this mountain and here. It's not wrong to say it's him.
"Where's Hei Luo?" Wu Tian paused slightly as he walked down the mountain and asked again.
"He was seriously injured and was sleeping." Wu Tian walked down the mountain without saying anything else. Wu Tian walked down the mountain step by step. The man watched without feeling much.
The man turned around again, walked under Huang Zhongli, and said something to Huang Zhongli. Wu Tian turned around and saw this godlike figure from behind.
Very similar, but his eldest brother couldn't talk to Huang Zhongli. Can't say a word. Not after all.
Wu Tian turned around, his eyes were no longer confused or lost. All emotions were put away by him, he would find a way!
Wu Tian's steps became more and more steady as he walked, and there was nothing unusual about his steps towards Xiaotian Peak. It was expected, wasn't it?
The rest are just unrealistic hopes! What's there to regret? That's how it is. It was just an extravagant hope dashed.
Wu Tian's lips curled up into a smile. The little guys are all back, waiting for him under Xiaotian Peak. A dog, a panda, a little tiger, a boy, an ivy, and a big man stood behind them.
They all looked at him worriedly. When Wu Tian smiled, they all let out a sigh of relief and laughed.
The little tiger was the first to rush forward, and Wu Tian instantly squatted down and lifted him up. Then there were periods of movement and periods of masturbation. There was definitely an element of venting in it.
The little tiger West Wind shouted: "I was wrong! I was wrong!" As for what was wrong, no one cared or paid attention to it.
Wu Tian put him down after he was satisfied with his hand addiction, and Xifeng quickly turned into a young man. His hair was frizzy, and the boy’s whole body was a little frizzy!
He originally wanted to get close to the boss's boss. But I didn't expect that the boss of the boss would be so ungrateful in martial arts, it wouldn't matter!
He has forgotten that the boss's boss is what he is. Ergou hesitated for a moment, but then moved forward. Wu Tian squatted down, patted his dog's head, and smoothed his hair.
Finished? Is this the end? The boy from West Wind couldn't believe his eyes. Seeing this, Hunyuan, who was hesitant and hesitant, no longer had any worries and ran forward.
However, Wu Tian grabbed him and rubbed and played with him, causing Hunyuan to bark like a dog! It sounds extremely miserable.
The boy from West Wind nodded and showed a satisfied smile. This is right, this is right, the boss’s boss, that’s how it should be.
He added in his mind: capriciousness. The boy glanced at Ergou again, you are not normal!
It's a pity that Ergou's eyesight is not very good and he didn't receive it. The young man shook his head, what a poor child!
The boy's chuuni temperament shines through, and he is so swaggering that it is difficult to ignore him. Wu Tian naturally saw it, he smiled, and then he found a friend for him.
The little man in yellow with his nostrils turned upward never looks at anyone seriously. But it was still a bit confused when it came out. There were so many familiar faces, so why did it come back after taking a nap?
But soon, it raised its chin and raised its head, facing the sky at a forty-five degree angle, looking at people with its nostrils.
"Hello everyone!" It was still very polite. The boy from West Wind twisted his body in discomfort. He felt that he was being overshadowed!
And this guy looks cooler than him! He looks like he deserves a beating! The young man stared at the little man in yellow who was pulling up to the sky, which was Wu Tian's son.
"What are you looking at!?" A classic Chinese quintessence line came out of the mouth of the little man in yellow, and he was in desperate need of a beating. The boy from West Wind was stunned and stood there blankly, not knowing what to say.
"What are you looking at?!" Wu Tian stepped in and made up for him. The young man's eyes lit up,
"Yes, look at you!" Temperament, this is called temperament! They were right. Wu Tianju made great contributions.
Turn upside down and greet him. Wu Tian looked at the young man Tuan Tui, nodded, and said: "Yes, it is almost the eighth heaven." There was no joy on the young boy Tuan Tui's face, and said: "With him here, I can't reach the eighth heaven." Wu Tian was silent. After a moment and nodding,
"Take your time." Finally, Wu Tian looked at Changqing, who stayed quietly aside until Wu Tian smiled and waved to it.
The evergreen vine came to Wu Tian's feet in an instant, and two small buds above his head danced and flew up. It is very happy, very happy to see its owner, it is very, very happy.
Wu Tian could feel it. He smiled and nodded its head gently. The little bud didn't move for a moment, very well-behaved.
Very cooperatively, Wu Tian clicked on it. At this time, its little eyes must be narrowed, with a look of enjoyment.
"Come, help me tie up my hair." The evergreen vine followed Wu Tian's sleeves, came to behind Wu Tian in a familiar way, and tied up his long hair.
It was content and motionless. This is its home. Its evergreen home. The smell of home makes you feel at ease.
The owner has been away from home for ten thousand years, and it has also been away from home for ten thousand years. The owner has not returned home for ten thousand years, and it has not returned home for ten thousand years.
"Go up the mountain!" Wu Tian gave the order, and everyone from Xiaotianfeng went up the mountain together. That's called a hustle and bustle, that's called a bustle.
The wind blows in the forest, and the bamboo waves burst into waves. A handsome and elegant young man greeted Wu Tian on the mountain. He was Qingzhu.
The most dazzling green bamboo in Xiaotianfeng’s bamboo sea. It is also the ancestor of most bamboos on the mountain. It can be called ancestral bamboo.
Belongs to innateness. All the bamboos here are under his control. As for eating, it's not his business, it's all about mixing things up.
Qingzhu greets you. Wu Tian nodded and said, "Thank you!" He also took care of these little guys.
So it is appropriate to say thank you for your hard work.
"I don't dare." The young man who was as elegant as bamboo said lightly, neither humble nor arrogant. Wu Tian nodded and went up the mountain.
Familiar taste, familiar voice, familiar Xiao Tianfeng. He came home! Wu Tian relaxed for a moment.
Wu Tian raised his head and glanced at the Hanging Mountain, then turned back to the young man and said, "Put it away, you don't need it anymore." The young man hesitated and put it away.
This is his intention, but since Daojun said it is not necessary, it means it is really not needed. He doesn't need to do anything else.
The skylight poured down. Wu Tian said: "This is how open it is!" Everyone should have the same thought at this moment: You didn't say that before!
But the actual situation is that the little guys nodded repeatedly and vigorously, saying: Master, boss, boss’s boss, Taojun, everything is right!
Could he be wrong? Won't! Wu Tian also thinks he can't. Wu Tian waved his hand: "Put out the bamboo chairs. It's such a good weather. What else can we do if we don't bask in the sun?" The children cheered and went to move the bamboo chairs.
They feel that the master, the boss, the boss’s boss is so right. It's so smart. Upside Down smiled and went to move the bamboo chair.
You can't be a gregarious person. Besides, he thought it was a good idea. Let's bask in the sun together. Thinking of this, the young man smiled.
It had been a long time since he had been in the sun. He looked at the little guys with a little envy. He knew that he was different from them.
You can never be as carefree as them. But like this, it's okay to get some sunshine next to him.
By his side, you can temporarily forget who you are, what your mission is, and what cause and effect you have. Don't think about anything, lie down with peace of mind, enjoy a moment of inner peace, and enjoy the sunshine.
Soon, the small Tianfeng, big and small, lay in a row. They all closed their eyes. There was a smile on his lips.
But occasionally, they would open their eyes and take a look at where Wu Tian was. Confirm that the master, the boss, the boss’s boss, he is indeed back!
Close your eyes with peace of mind. As if this would be better. It’s wonderful again and again. Can be stacked!
The mountain breeze blew slowly, the bamboo waves burst into waves, and everything became quiet. Of course, there are also the rustling sounds of the little ones.
But it’s also good, better. Xiao Tianfeng fell asleep. Sleep peacefully. But at this time, Tianwai Zixiao Palace welcomed an unexpected guest.
Yang Mei, the master of Yang Mei Hongmeng Universe. Even Tiandao and Hongjun didn't expect it.
"Why are fellow Taoists here?" Yang Mei glanced at Hongjun lightly and strode into Zixiao Palace. Hongjun didn't show any unusual expression and closed the gate of Zixiao Palace.
After the two sat down, Yang Mei said, "Wu Tian went to my place!" Hongjun raised his eyebrows. Yang Mei glanced at Hongjun lightly and said, "I thought you would know." He was a little angry and dissatisfied.
Because these things all started because of Hongjun. Hongjun was unmoved and did not deny it, saying, "I guessed a little."
"Then did you stop me?!" Yang Mei was angry, and her tone was naturally aggressive and confident.
Hongjun shook his head,
"No, it can't be stopped." The two of them were silent. After a long time, Hongjun said, "What did he do?" Yang Mei hesitated and told the truth.
After listening, Hongjun was silent for a long time. He knew that when Yang Mei came, something must have happened that he couldn't handle.
But the truth of the matter still made him silent. Yes, it was silence. Apart from silence, he didn't know what expression to make.
"Can you and I work together..." Hongjun shook his head,
"cannot."
"You have attained enlightenment."
"yes."
"But it can't be." Hongjun said: "We can't do it." Yang Mei was a little discouraged for a moment. The purpose of his coming this time was to join forces with Hongjun to solve Wu Tian's big trouble outside the prehistoric period, so that he would have no chance to do it again. Go to him.
But now it seems that it may be in vain. Yang Mei still refuses to give up,
"I mean trapping him and sealing him, isn't it possible?" He had no hope of killing Wu Tian.
"We tried and failed, right?" Hongjun said,
"At that time, he had not yet attained enlightenment." This is a fact, an indisputable fact. Yang Mei was silent. Hongjun didn't speak either.
I do not know how long it has been. Yang Mei spoke again,
"Is this all, let him run wild!" At the end of the sentence, Yang Mei was a little angry. Hongjun said a word without raising his eyelids: "Wait."
"wait?"
"What are you waiting for?" Yang Mei asked. Hongjun opened his eyes and said with a flash of light in his eyes: "Wait until my disciples become enlightened and become saints!" Yang Mei was shocked and secretly frightened in her heart. It was Wu Tian, the Hunyuan, who had left a heavy shadow on him.
"Will he be stronger?" Yang Mei asked.
"No." Hongjun said, "They are just helpers." Yang Mei nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, but also understood what Hongjun and others meant.
Yang Mei sat for a while and then stood up.
"Then I'll wait a little longer."
"I hope fellow Taoist won't keep me waiting." Yang Mei walked out. Hongjun said nothing and sent Yang Mei out.
Then he returned to Zixiao Palace and stood still. He was thinking about those three rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi. Why did he keep it and not give it to anyone?
No matter who he gives it to, he has a way to make it a saint of heaven! But there was nothing he could do if it was left in his hands.
This was a conspiracy, but he ignored it. Neither to friends nor to juniors. Unreasonable, unreasonable!
It makes no sense.
"Wu Tian." Hongjun read out the name. Zixiao Palace is silent. After a long time, Hongjun read out again: "The West." This was his heart ailment, and it was also Tiandao's heart ailment.
Because of them, Heaven was driven out of the West by him. Now the ancient way of heaven only occupies half of the sky. In any case, this is unbearable, intolerable, and a great shame.
The majesty of heaven is greatly reduced. Once the tunnel woke up... Hongjun's eyes dimmed for a moment!
