Now he knows that he was wrong.
Mu Gong is telling him … what is "Tao"!
Real way!
Heaven and earth are mixed with yellow ginseng morality!
In fact, there is no "Tao" in this world, and the moral root that people have cultivated for thousands of years is the external Tao, the mysterious Tao, and the real Tao seems to be a real root.
If words are invisible; If everything is born.
He closed his eyes, thought and lust, and turned all his memories and thoughts into a word "I"
Even this "I" slowly dies down.
There are holes in the nether world; The cave was born too; Loneliness in virtual reality; Yin and Yang of heaven and earth …
The wind soul doesn’t know that he has been going south these days.
At this time, his position is near the sea.
Of course, now he is not concerned about this, or he is no longer concerned about things.
He has fallen into a state of silence.
I don’t know how long it took before a high wind blew over his head. In the wind, someone said, "Stop!"
Gas gives birth to ripples. A sedan chair flies out of the ripples. sedan chair is four big and strong men with faces and skin full of veins standing out. A man comes out of the sedan chair but an old man.
The old man drifted to the wind soul without any dust and looked at him in surprise.
At this time, the whole body of the wind soul seems to be condensed by green gas, and the virtual reality is flickering.
Several people followed the sedan chair out of the air. A woman asked the old man respectfully, "Meng Gong stopped here?"
Meng Gongzheng "This is a bit odd."
The girl looked at the mud-covered young man and suddenly angered, "It’s him!"
Meng Gongdao "Do you know him?"
The woman said bitterly, "He forced me to cut my ear with my sword."
This woman was once a ghost fan who lived in King Azhihua, who lived in peace and forbearance, and the Wutai Mountain Cobalt Seal Master besieged the wind soul together, but was finally forced to cut a fairy mandala.
"It turns out that he is the wooden worker" Meng Gong negative hand way "no wonder, no wonder"
Mandala didn’t know what Meng Gong "no wonder" was thinking that he finally got the chance to avenge his broken ear, resenting taking out his sword and stabbing it at the wind soul.
Meng Gong didn’t stop it, but his eyes showed a faint mockery.
Mandala stabbed the wind soul with a sword, but she didn’t stab any blood. She was dazed and slashed with the sword. However, although the wind soul was still lying there, her sword was like splitting air. The only result was that the wind soul stirred up plumes of green gas.
Meng Gong said slowly, "He has integrated his own heaven and earth. It is when the avenue will not be completed that you can’t kill him even if you chop ten thousand swords."
Mandala gnashed her teeth and said, "Can you let him go?"
Meng Gongzheng: "That’s not the so-called failure. In the final analysis, it’s still failure. It’s very simple to kill him at this time."
Meng Gong took a silver knife from his sleeve and drank it. He sold it and nailed the wind soul in his heart. The wind soul immediately showed that the entity was no longer as green as it was just now.
"He has been nailed by my soul-locking knife." Meng Gong said lightly, "If you want to kill him, then kill him."
Mandala is no longer happy to stab, but wants to cut the wind and soul head with a sword
At this time, there was an elegant sound in the sky, "This person can’t be killed."
A woman floated in front of the mandala with a hairpin in her head and a pomegranate red narrow sleeve, and a pleated skirt embroidered with flowers and birds at the waist. She floated in front of the mandala and didn’t see what she had done, so she had a brilliance to stop the mandala from measuring the sword.
The mandala recognized that this woman didn’t dare to offend her. She put away her measuring sword and took a few people behind her to worship her. Although Meng Gong helped the mandala lock the wind soul with three souls and seven souls, the wind soul was alive or dead, but he was obviously not too relieved. He glanced at the woman who floated from it and said, "It turned out that Zhao Wu also invited you."
The woman laughed. "I’ll help her these days."
Meng Gong frowned. "If you and I have done things separately, if she really has something to do with the magic wind, we should naturally serve her family leader. If she doesn’t have that, it will be genocide. How can we watch you break the rules and help her?"
"Stop" the woman said, "She knows this rule, and I know that what I have helped her is just a small matter. After all, if she can really succeed, it will be good for you and me."