In the Chaos River of the Sixteenth Century, in the Jade Capital City, two firelights suddenly burned along the strings of the piano. The face of the Fourth Young Master Zixiao changed slightly and he hurriedly shook his hands. The flames had already burned his fingers!
The Fourth Young Master blew out the flames in an attempt to extinguish the flames on his fingers. However, the fire suddenly became extremely fierce. When he opened his mouth and blew, it burned his skin and flesh to pieces. In an instant, the flesh and blood on his two fingers were burned away, revealing the white bones.
Snap.
The white bones were also burned and turned into ashes, and the flames followed his two fingers and ignited other fingers!
The Fourth Young Master raised his hand and cut off his right hand. With a wave of his sleeve, the severed hand flew into the river of chaos. His right hand was burning in the river of chaos, and soon it was burned into a handful of ashes and ceased to exist.
Fourth Young Master Zixiao's face darkened, and he waved his sleeves and said: "The old thing under the World Tree actually escaped!"
In the Black Mountain, Qin Mu's heart moved slightly: "It seems that this person is my old friend in the past universe. Of course, I haven't returned to the past universe yet, he is my old friend in the future..."
For him, meeting the person under the World Tree who could compete with the Fourth Young Master was something that would happen in the future, but for that person, it was something that had already happened.
"However, I wasn't that bad in the universe in the past, and I still had friends."
Qin Mu smiled and walked towards the foot of the World Tree. He saw that many black mountains along the way were like insect chrysalis, which had been broken open. The prehistoric strong men parasitic in the black mountains were emerging from the pupae.
The power of Daheishan is much greater than that of the five powerful men and women entrenched in the heaven. Those prehistoric strong men who came out of the Black Mountain are still very weak. They are pulling the spiritual energy of the world one by one. In the middle of their breath, the stars in the sky are shaking, and the stars are shining.
It has also become much bleaker.
When Qin Mu came over, he saw two or three stars extinguished and turned into Death Stars due to the capture of these prehistoric strong men.
"Maybe they're not friends..."
His face gradually darkened, and he felt deep hostility along the way.
Most of the prehistoric strong men entrenched in Daheishan showed strong hostility towards him!
"If I were good friends with the being under the World Tree, how could these stowaways show such strong hostility to me?"
Qin Mu's face was as dark as water, sweat was running down the back of his neck, and he thought to himself: "This may not be a visit to an old friend, or it may be a suicide attempt..."
The original Dahei Mountain had already become lush and green with the resurrection of the World Tree, and turned into an enviable holy land. But now these prehistoric strong men sneaked over and devoured the spiritual energy and spiritual power of the world to replenish the consumption in the destruction, causing this place to be destroyed again.
It became extremely desolate.
Qin Mu frowned slightly.
On the other hand, the World Tree in front is becoming more and more lush and strong, showing its tall and majestic appearance holding up all the heavens and worlds.
"The tree in Lili's ancestral garden withers and flourishes every year. Chaos cannot be burned away, but it is reborn after a calamity."
Under the World Tree, that old voice sang a song, and the song was suddenly full of resentment, and suddenly it was a killing spree: "It's too easy to cut down my tree, and the sky will burn my roots! Fortunately, spring comes to visit and give me back the Splendid City!"
Qin Mu ignored the hostility of others and walked forward to the singing. He saw a pond under the tree in front of him. The pond was not big. An old man with white hair was taking a bath in the pond. He was pulling a white towel with both hands and pulling the cart back and forth.
Qin Mu was stunned.
The water in this pool was so aura that it turned out to be Daolu and Hongmeng Yuanye dripping from Taiyi's Taoist tree. They were mixed together by the old man and turned into his bath.
The Tao tree in Taiyi should still appear at night, dripping the Tao dew used to repair the Black Mountain.
After Xu Shenghua left here, the remaining Daolu should not be enough to create such a large bath, but the quantity is still quite a lot. Such treasures were actually used by this old man to take a bath!
Not only did he soak in Daolu and Hongmeng Yuanjing, he also bathed in it. What a waste of natural resources!
The white-haired old man was in high spirits in the pool. When he saw him coming, he smiled and said: "Lao Qi of Miluo Palace, come down and take a bath together!"
Qin Mu shook his head and said: "I am the body of Hongmeng, and my whole body is pure and clean. There is no need to rely on such treasures."
"Is Hongmeng's body very powerful? Not necessarily!"
The white-haired old man laughed loudly and stood up from the pond. Qin Mu turned his eyes away to look at the World Tree. The old man walked to the edge of the pond calmly, picked up his clothes, dressed neatly, and said: "Miluo
The fourth son of the palace was beaten away by me, and even Zixiao will suffer from my magical power. The seventh son of Miluo Palace, you owe me a favor."
Qin Mu withdrew his gaze, fell on his face, and said with a smile: "Brother Taoist cut off the strings of the Fourth Young Master just to save the three elders of Feng Shu. This favor is not for me, but for Feng Shu."
The three elders."
The white-haired old man shook his head and said disdainfully: "Who are the five old men and women worthy of me leaving them favors? These five old men don't know how to do anything else. They only know how to dig holes under the trees every day, lest I
It’s really annoying to not have a chance to survive to the next era. In this era, they still plan to stay here, and I really annoyed them, so I drove them out.”
Qin Mu saw the ceremony and said, "How dare you call me brother? What is your origin?"
The white-haired old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said: "Old Seven of Miluo Palace, you still don't know my origin? When you came to see me back then, you could see where I was coming from at a glance. You treated me respectfully and acknowledged my great kindness.
, and even wrote me an IOU."
Qin Mu raised his eyebrows and looked up, but could not see the old man's feet. He could only see a divine light covering his true body. He could not see through the divine light with his raised eyebrows.
"Back then, the master of Miluo Palace worshiped me. Later, it was too easy to chop me down. Fortunately, in order to prevent those little guys from sneaking through the roots of the tree, he had to fetch roads every day, water my roots, and hang them for me.
In one breath. I took advantage of the Miluo Palace to be unsealed, resurrected from the dead, and finally took root, but you borrowed Taiyi's ax to chop me down."
The white-haired old man glanced at Qin Mu and said, "After you saw my roots, you planted them in your own sacred treasure. You never thought that they would be planted alive by you. It's really weird!"
Qin Mu looked at him with wide eyes, speechless.
"It was only then that I suddenly understood why you said you were so kind to me and still wanted to give me an IOU."
The white-haired old man shook his head and lamented: "I originally thought that I had taken advantage of the slippery Seventh Young Master who tried to trick everyone, but I didn't expect that it turned out that it was not an advantage, but that it was actually a big trap!"
Qin Mu's mind was pounding. He looked at him, then at the World Tree beside him, then turned around and looked at him again, again and again.
"If you cut it off, it will be cut off. I will do it again. Who told me to accept your IOU?"
The white-haired old man frowned, then cheered up and said with a smile: "Tai Yi also wanted to chop me. Fortunately, you spoke up, so he didn't do it. I finally had a chance to breathe. The daily earthquakes here are not accidental."
The vibration coming from Luo Palace is because my roots are stealing the energy of the Destruction Tribulation to make themselves grow."
Qin Mu suddenly remembered that when the World Tree sprouted seedlings, earthquakes often occurred in Dahei Mountain. After each earthquake, the World Tree seedlings suddenly sprouted out in large sections, growing at an alarming rate!
At that time, he speculated that the rapid growth of the World Tree was caused by Milo Palace's mischief, deliberately allowing the World Tree to grow so that the prehistoric strongmen in the tree's roots could sneak over.
Unexpectedly, those earthquakes were not caused by Milo Palace, but by the roots of the World Tree, stealing the energy of chaos to make themselves grow rapidly!
"I was always on tenterhooks, fearing that Tai Yi would go crazy and kill me again. Fortunately, he left."
The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Taiyi left you to repair Heishan, but you left too, leaving Xu Shenghua behind. He didn't even have a smile every day, which was really boring. Later Xu Shenghua also left, so I came out.
As I move around, I shake out the little ones hidden in my roots. Now, do you know where I come from?"
Qin Mu finally regained his composure, bowed and asked again: "What do you call me, brother?"
The white-haired old man said leisurely: "The name was given by others. I was originally just a good tree, so how could I have a name? However, the owner of Miluo Palace called me Wuya Old Man."
Qin Mu nodded silently and suddenly said: "There is no limit in life, and there is no limit in Tao. Taoist friends are indeed worthy of the title of boundless old man. It's just that I don't think Taoist brother is such a do-nothing person. Taoist brother has released so many things."
The prehistoric strong men will only endanger the Seventeenth Epoch and cause the Seventeenth Epoch to die quickly. Since Brother Dao is resurrected, why not make the Seventeenth Epoch last longer?"
Old Man Wuya glanced at him and said, "Whether the Seventeenth Century is accomplished or not, what does it have to do with me?"
Qin Mu was slightly startled and said: "If the Seventeenth Epoch lasts for a long time, the catastrophe will come later. Maybe even the creatures in the Seventeenth Epoch can solve the catastrophe..."
"What does it have to do with me?"
Old Man Wuya chuckled and said: "I draw energy from chaos. Every time a catastrophe breaks through, it is a time for me to grow. Not only do I not want the Seventeenth Era to last, I even want it to end sooner. Mi
Luo Gong Laoqi, you have found the wrong person."
The corners of Qin Mu's eyes twitched, and he suddenly smiled and said: "We don't agree with each other. It seems that I came here in the wrong place. Farewell."
"Don't leave in a hurry."
Old Man Wuya stroked his sleeves, and the branches and leaves of the world fluttered, and he said with a smile: "It's rare for you and me to meet again, how can we leave without reminiscing about the past?"
Qin Mu laughed and said: "For Brother Dao, it's just reminiscing about old times, but for me, it's not. I have important things to do, so I won't bother you anymore. I'll say goodbye."
He turned around and left, and suddenly the voice of old man Wuya came from behind, saying leisurely: "Old Seven of Miluo Palace, who sent you back to the past so that you and I can meet again? I have asked you this question before, but you
No answer. Now I understand."
In front of Qin Mu, the sky suddenly dimmed, and beyond the scope of the World Tree was a scene of chaotic apocalypse.
Qin Mu stopped.
The laughter of old man Wuya came from behind: "It turns out it was me. I was the one who sent you back to the past. No wonder you didn't tell me."
Qin Mu smiled, lowered his head and looked at his palms. The Tao of Taiyi flowed in his palms, faintly turning into a Taiyi Divine Axe, and said with a smile: "Brother Taoist, why did Taiyi want to chop you?"
"This matter is not big or small."
Old Man Wuya stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "I asked the master of Miluo Palace to chop him to death, so he will naturally come back with revenge. What, you want to chop me too?"