The sudden appearance of heavenly forces made everyone present dare not act rashly. The key is that the auras of the people in heaven do not seem to be fake, and everyone has a strong cultivation level.
Although Lu Xianping and others were quite powerful, for some reason they were weaker than the monks in Heaven, so they just watched Mu Feng being taken away without taking action to stop him.
At this time, the little dragon also shrank its body and got into Mu Feng's arms. Mu Feng looked at the heavenly monks with a surprised expression, but this time it seemed that he had escaped by one level again.
"Let you go today. Go back and tell your family members that if they want to deal with Mu Feng, they must deal with us in Heaven!"
The leading old man said fiercely, and then led Mu Feng back into the space passage. Soon, everyone in the heaven retreated, and the space cracks in the sky slowly dissipated.
"Damn it, where did these people from heaven come from?" Lu Xianping clapped his hands heavily, his heart full of annoyance. This time they were just a little short of catching Mu Feng!
Huo Qing also turned pale. After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly said: "We'd better go back first and tell others about this and see what they say!"
As a result, the monks from the major families left one after another. Only the people in Yanyu suffered heavy losses because the elder Yan Mang was killed by Mu Feng, and the treasure used to kill the elder was Yanyu's treasure.
Now this matter can no longer be hidden.
Mu Feng on the other side was very weak, but he did not dare to faint, so he could only keep taking water from the divine spring of youth to stay awake. He followed the monks from heaven, passed through the teleportation array, and came to another place.
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful. There is a village in the mountains, and some fields have been opened up at the foot of the mountains.
After those golden armored warriors arrived here, the golden armor on their bodies slowly dissipated. This turned out to be some kind of illusion, not real golden armor.
The monks who had lost their golden armor were now wearing coarse linen clothes, just like farmers working in the fields, and they really did so.
These people took off their golden armor and fell directly into the fields and began to work. Mu Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes. How could a dignified and supreme monk actually do these things?
But he soon discovered something was wrong, because the aura on these people gradually declined, and eventually completely dissipated, just like ordinary mortals.
"This is……"
The leading old man flew over at this moment and said with a smile: "This happened suddenly, and there is no other way. We can only take this last step. Come with us, and we will tell you slowly."
They soon landed in the village and came to an ordinary house at the east end of the village. Behind the house was a large yard, full of flowers and plants, which was very pleasant.
Several old men brought Mu Feng to the house and gave Mu Feng a pill: "This is a healing pill. It's very effective."
Although Mu Feng had a cordial feeling towards Heaven, he was still wary in his heart, so he did not use the elixir, but took out the spring water of immortality and took it.
When the old man saw this, instead of being unhappy, he smiled and said, "Yes, you just have to be vigilant."
Although Mu Feng was already very weak, he still managed to sit down. Several old men sat on the chairs one after another and looked at Mu Feng with smiles on their faces.
That kind of smile can no longer be described as happy, but seems to be more urgent.
Mu Feng was already a little impatient, so he just Then he asked: "Are you really...the heavenly monks?"
The leading old man sighed and said slowly: "Heaven has been destroyed, and we are just a few old people left behind by Heaven. For such a long time, we have almost forgotten what we are insisting on."
"However, until you appeared, we finally found hope!"
Mu Feng frowned and asked again: "Then what do you want me to do?"
"Of course you are the Lord of Heaven. If you possess the wordless golden book, you are the next master of Heaven. We can help you rebuild Heaven and restore its ancient glory!"
Several old men stared at Mu Feng excitedly, their eyes full of light.
He had never expected to encounter such a thing. Mu Feng was a little unbelievable for a moment. He seemed to have heard the words "rebuilding heaven" from somewhere.
Mu Feng patted his head, but he couldn't remember that memory. It had been like this ever since he left the wilderness. Even though his memory was gradually recovering, there was one memory he just couldn't remember.
"I have to think about it carefully. After all, my current strength is not enough, and the burden of rebuilding Heaven is too heavy!" He said slowly.
The leading old man nodded and said: "Of course, but as the owner of the Golden Book, you will rebuild Heaven one day, even without us."
Mu Feng didn't answer. He just stood up, looked at the people and said, "No matter what, you all saved me. I want to know your names."
The leading old man stood up first, cupped his hands and said: "Nantian King Xiao Qing!"
Others stood up immediately, cupped their hands and said, "Wu Sui, King of the North!"
"Sun Ru'an, King of the East Heaven!"
"The King of the West Heaven Gou Banxie!"
"The protector returns to the sea like a tiger!"
"Dharma Protector Miao Buxie!"
The six people reported their names, and then shouted in unison: "I have met the young master!"
Mu Feng was also shocked by the actions of these people. He quickly waved his hands and said, "I haven't agreed yet, so don't call me Young Master."
"Okay, young master!" Xiao Qing said with a smile.
Seeing that these people were all upright, the doubts in Mu Feng's heart were gradually dispelled. Perhaps after the destruction of Heaven, these people really still insisted on thinking that they were members of Heaven.
It's as if they are here and heaven is still there.
Mu Feng looked at the people working in the fields outside and asked curiously: "What's going on with them?"
Xiao Qing said with a smile: "This is the secret technique of Heaven. The power of Heaven was beyond your imagination at the beginning. It allows ordinary people to become powerful golden-armored warriors of Heaven in an instant!"
"We will teach you slowly. After all, as the future Lord of Heaven, you must know this."
Mu Feng felt as if he had unknowingly shouldered a heavy burden. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw the enthusiastic eyes of several old men, he gave up the idea.
"If they feel it's inappropriate, they will naturally let me leave." He thought in his mind.
Several old men led Mu Feng and others through the streets, and people from every household came out. They seemed to respect the old men very much, and they also liked Mu Feng very much.
"This is our young master. We finally have a young master today!"
Xiao Qing and the others excitedly announced to everyone, and many people even came forward and stuffed all kinds of food into Mu Feng's hands. The sudden appearance of heavenly forces made everyone present dare not act rashly. The key is that everyone in heaven
The aura does not seem to be fake, everyone has a strong cultivation level.
Although Lu Xianping and others were quite powerful, for some reason they were weaker than the monks in Heaven, so they just watched Mu Feng being taken away without taking action to stop him.
At this time, the little dragon also shrank its body and got into Mu Feng's arms. Mu Feng looked at the heavenly monks with a surprised expression, but this time it seemed that he had escaped by one level again.
"Let you go today. Go back and tell your family members that if they want to deal with Mu Feng, they must deal with us in Heaven!"
The leading old man said fiercely, and then led Mu Feng back into the space passage. Soon, everyone in the heaven retreated, and the space cracks in the sky slowly dissipated.
"Damn it, where did these people from heaven come from?" Lu Xianping clapped his hands heavily, his heart full of annoyance. This time they were just a little short of catching Mu Feng!
Huo Qing also turned pale. After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly said: "We'd better go back first and tell others about this and see what they say!"
As a result, the monks from the major families left one after another. Only the people in Yanyu suffered heavy losses because the elder Yan Mang was killed by Mu Feng, and the treasure used to kill the elder was Yanyu's treasure.
Now this matter can no longer be hidden.
Mu Feng on the other side was very weak, but he did not dare to faint, so he could only keep taking water from the divine spring of youth to stay awake. He followed the monks from heaven, passed through the teleportation array, and came to another place.
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful. There is a village in the mountains, and some fields have been opened up at the foot of the mountains.
After those golden armored warriors arrived here, the golden armor on their bodies slowly dissipated. This turned out to be some kind of illusion, not real golden armor.
The monks who had lost their golden armor were now wearing coarse linen clothes, just like farmers working in the fields, and they really did so.
These people took off their golden armor and fell directly into the fields and began to work. Mu Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes. How could a dignified and supreme monk actually do these things?
But he soon discovered something was wrong, because the aura on these people gradually declined, and eventually completely dissipated, just like ordinary mortals.
"This is……"
The leading old man flew over at this moment and said with a smile: "This happened suddenly, and there is no other way. We can only take this last step. Come with us, and we will tell you slowly."
They soon landed in the village and came to an ordinary house at the east end of the village. Behind the house was a large yard, full of flowers and plants, which was very pleasant.
Several old men brought Mu Feng to the house and gave Mu Feng a pill: "This is a healing pill. It's very effective."
Although Mu Feng had a cordial feeling towards Heaven, he was still wary in his heart, so he did not use the elixir, but took out the spring water of immortality and took it.
When the old man saw this, instead of being unhappy, he smiled and said, "Yes, you just have to be vigilant."
Although Mu Feng was already very weak, he still managed to sit down. Several old men sat on the chairs one after another and looked at Mu Feng with smiles on their faces.
That kind of smile can no longer be described as happy, but seems to be more urgent.
Mu Feng was already a little impatient, so he just Then he asked: "Are you really...the heavenly monks?"
The leading old man sighed and said slowly: "Heaven has been destroyed, and we are just a few old people left behind by Heaven. For such a long time, we have almost forgotten what we are insisting on."
"However, until you appeared, we finally found hope!"
Mu Feng frowned and asked again: "Then what do you want me to do?"
"Of course you are the Lord of Heaven. If you possess the wordless golden book, you are the next master of Heaven. We can help you rebuild Heaven and restore its ancient glory!"
Several old men stared at Mu Feng excitedly, their eyes full of light.
He had never expected to encounter such a thing. Mu Feng was a little unbelievable for a moment. He seemed to have heard the words "rebuilding heaven" from somewhere.
Mu Feng patted his head, but he couldn't remember that memory. It had been like this ever since he left the wilderness. Even though his memory was gradually recovering, there was one memory he just couldn't remember.
"I have to think about it carefully. After all, my current strength is not enough, and the burden of rebuilding Heaven is too heavy!" He said slowly.
The leading old man nodded and said: "Of course, but as the owner of the Golden Book, you will rebuild Heaven one day, even without us."
Mu Feng didn't answer. He just stood up, looked at the people and said, "No matter what, you all saved me. I want to know your names."
The leading old man stood up first, cupped his hands and said: "Nantian King Xiao Qing!"
Others stood up immediately, cupped their hands and said, "Wu Sui, King of the North!"
"Sun Ru'an, King of the East Heaven!"
"The King of the West Heaven Gou Banxie!"
"The protector returns to the sea like a tiger!"
"Dharma Protector Miao Buxie!"
The six people reported their names, and then shouted in unison: "I have met the young master!"
Mu Feng was also shocked by the actions of these people. He quickly waved his hands and said, "I haven't agreed yet, so don't call me Young Master."
"Okay, young master!" Xiao Qing said with a smile.
Seeing that these people were all upright, the doubts in Mu Feng's heart were gradually dispelled. Perhaps after the destruction of Heaven, these people really still insisted on thinking that they were members of Heaven.
It's as if they are here and heaven is still there.
Mu Feng looked at the people working in the fields outside and asked curiously: "What's going on with them?"
Xiao Qing said with a smile: "This is the secret technique of Heaven. The power of Heaven was beyond your imagination at the beginning. It allows ordinary people to become powerful golden-armored warriors of Heaven in an instant!"
"We will teach you slowly. After all, as the future Lord of Heaven, you must know this."
Mu Feng felt as if he had unknowingly shouldered a heavy burden. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw the enthusiastic eyes of several old men, he gave up the idea.
"If they feel it's inappropriate, they will naturally let me leave." He thought in his mind.
Several old men led Mu Feng and others through the streets, and people from every household came out. They seemed to respect the old men very much, and they also liked Mu Feng very much.
"This is our young master. We finally have a young master today!"
Xiao Qing and the others excitedly announced to everyone, and many people even came forward and stuffed various kinds of food into Mu Feng's hands.