The old god whispered about the past that ordinary people have heard of, and his compassion for the world was filled with unspeakable regret and sadness.
Holy and heavenly!
In this feudal society, which is similar to ancient times, the status of women is inherently inferior to that of men. Even the proudest women who are beyond the reach of ordinary people cannot escape the consequences of becoming subordinate to men.
Under the general environment of clans, courts, and aristocratic families, everyone believes that becoming the wife and concubine of a saint, even if it is just a title, a bit of the saint's luck, and bringing benefits to the family is enough!
In this way, when some old monster has his thoughts, even if there is only the slightest hint of it, there will be countless people vying to send their girls over.
Of course, there are some who recommend themselves as pillows, or who seek out strange women for the saint to visit, just for a little care and reward, or for the illusory luck and blessing.
Listening to the old god's eloquent talk about these unknown saints' secrets, Wu Ming looked so calm.
The so-called saints, gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas are just people who have mastered powerful power.
As a human being, we have seven emotions and six desires, so it is impossible to make that clay sculpture!
Even if it is a clay sculpture, there are still people who come up to decorate it with red and colorful decorations and gold and jade bodies. How can there be any real saint?
Anyone who has taken a bath in the big dye vat of society has never failed to get colored.
Those who have endured severe beatings from society must be invulnerable to all poisons and have developed an indestructible body!
Wu Mingshen thought so.
As a human being in two lifetimes, he has endured not just one or two beatings, but he has been through this for a long time. What kind of people have he not seen?
Those in high positions do one thing on the surface but another behind the scenes, and do too many bad things.
The things the old god said are just a drop in the bucket.
As for those women, regardless of whether they are pregnant or not, women who are powerful beings in the Holy Realm have no freedom in this life. They enjoy the so-called glory imposed on them by others, but most of them die when giving birth to a child.
Yin Wanqing's mother was like this, and Feng Tianlin's mother was like that. She was born as a proud son of heaven, so naturally she didn't need a mortal mother!
"What a sin!"
The old god sighed, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
Come to think of it, I have practiced medicine to save the world throughout my life and saved countless lives. However, when I was dying and dying, I harmed countless women. Even if this matter is extremely secret, God knows it!
Wu Ming didn't pick up the fight, and didn't know how to pick up the fight.
Even this old god with connections all over China succumbed in such a big environment. He, a big grasshopper who is at least a bit smarter, would almost make that choice if he didn't want to die too much.
Of course, the greater possibility is to hide incognito or fake death to escape.
"Maybe this is God's will!"
At this time, the old immortal was just like an ordinary old man. He said with loneliness and helplessness in his loneliness, "First, my baby died tragically in the devil's cave, my third son was born blind and stupid, difficult to cure with medicine and stone, my second son became a demon, and now my eldest son died here!"
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Wu Ming was silent.
Sun BuTong was the second son of the old immortal, but he never thought that because he did not appear at the big auction this time, he was actually a demon and had probably been suppressed.
The timing of Sun Buming's ambush was so coincidental that it was probably inseparable from it.
At this moment, the old god is no longer an old god, but an ordinary old father who has lost his beloved son. Even though he has the supreme medical knowledge of human flesh and bones, he cannot save his eldest son who is determined to die.
An old man and a young man just sat in the valley, looking up at the sky, watching the stars gradually becoming clearer, the moon rising and setting, until the sun rose in the east.
"As this man gets older, he talks more. It's rare that you have such patience at such a young age and can listen to the old man's chatter!"
The old immortal stood up slowly and headed towards the Medicine King Valley. When he was walking out of the valley, he seemed to have just remembered something, "I have already accepted the elixir that my little friend left at Bu Ming's place!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he bowed and bowed. When he stood up, there was no trace of the old god.
"He is worthy of being a medical saint and a great master of alchemy. I'm afraid he already noticed something was wrong when he took action!"
Even Sun Buming was in the big auction house at that time, and he didn't notice that the elixir that Wu Ming took out had some seasoning added in it.
Since the unknown saint had planned a special elixir at the auction regardless of his face, and was most likely hiding in secret, preparing to harm himself, Wu Ming would certainly not be polite.
As for taking advantage of Sun Buming, a semi-sage doctor, Wu Ming didn't have much apology.
Otherwise, such destructive means would not be used.
But he never expected that after a hundred years of research, he never thought that this old immortal was in the Medicine King Valley, and that Sun Buming gave all the elixirs to him.
What was even more unexpected was that the old god didn't mind, or in other words, even acquiesced to Wu Ming's layout.
If this person is really willing to take action and refine that thing into the elixir, with this person's method, I am afraid that even a powerful person in the Holy Realm will be able to obtain the Tao.
Not to mention Wu Ming, who had already guessed it, who would have thought that this famous Buddha from thousands of families with countless living people would ignore the poison in the elixir and directly refine it into the elixir?
"As expected, the person who did this is either the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord or the Blood Scholar!"
Wu Ming's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes flashed, "We will naturally find out when we fight in the future!"
Now that he knew that the other party had bad intentions, Wu Ming didn't care whether the means were mean or not.
call!
The breeze blew, and Wu Ming's figure had disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was hundreds of miles away in the north, and soon continued northward.
Until tens of thousands of miles away, in a deserted canyon.
"The three great saints appeared one after another, seemingly revealing their own secrets, but in fact they were trying to hinder my pursuit!"
Wu Ming walked in the canyon, feeling the increasingly clear fluctuations inside, and his eyes flashed, "Is it dark?"
The Dragon-Binding Demon Lord came and said that he was not the one who ordered it, but Lu Ziqing had been following his orders.
The Blood Scholar said that this matter was deliberately mixed up by the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord to make the two of them grudge, in order to shift the blame, but the Blood God Sword Sutra that Lu Ziqing practiced was taught by him.
The last old immortal even told his darkest past, and didn't mind if a junior listened to it. It seemed that he was just telling a story, and he didn't mind covering it up for Wu Ming.
But the problem is that Wu Ming is not here to cause trouble for them, nor is he here to get to the bottom of it, but to hunt down the murderer Lu Ziqing who killed Sun Buming!
The moment he saw Sun Buming, Wu Ming actually knew that the murderer was Lu Ziqing.
But I didn’t expect that the three great saints would be involved!
If there is nothing fishy in this, even Wu Ming would not believe it even if he were beaten to death, but what does this have to do with him?
Just as Sun Buming would rather lay down his life to tell him, in life, there are things to do and things not to do!
Beat Lu Ziqing to death and kill everyone related to him, and everything will be over.
"Fujing Tianmen!"
Arriving at the depths of the canyon, Wu Ming saw a teleportation formation hidden in a formation. It was extremely subtle and mysterious, and was inscribed with countless complicated patterns.
The crystal powder scattered on it, as well as the obscure fluctuations around it, all revealed that it had just been opened not long ago.
Moreover, it is not a simple short-distance teleportation, nor a cross-border teleportation, but a rare cross-border teleportation!
"Cross-border teleportation, you want to lead me to the Demon Star Tianyuan?"
The corners of Wu Ming's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a mysterious light in his eyes, revealing a mocking smile.
In his current state, not to mention that the other party has exposed too many flaws, even if there are only a few clues, it is enough for him to deduce most of the truth.
All the previous events have revealed to the world that a lawless existence that cannot be controlled by the saints has been born!
How can the saints allow such a person to be free and do whatever he wants in this troubled world?
But under the premise that he has just made great achievements, even if he is not offline anymore, it is impossible for the saints to turn against him immediately, so it is natural to let him leave, so as to be out of sight and out of mind.
"It saves me a lot of trouble, Demon Star Tianyuan is Demon Star Tianyuan!"
Wu Ming glanced back at where Chang'an was, and flipped his wrist. Dozens of jade boxes with runes engraved on them appeared on the ground. After opening them, they revealed a series of restrained and powerful fluctuations, which turned out to be extremely precious space crystals.
There are so many space crystals, except for a few that he has obtained from his travels over the years, most of them are in the inventory of the Vajra Temple.
Even though the majestic Tianpin sect has declined, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, it still has some heritage. It has contributed countless rare treasures to Wu Ming, allowing him to spend freely without any restrictions.
on resources.
Moreover, he had long planned to travel to other worlds, but at this time he was just following the trend.
But the location of the teleportation cannot naturally be the spatial coordinates stored in the Fujing Tianmen, nor can it be the spatial identifier obtained from the blood beetle, but the spatial coordinates from countless years ago in the inheritance of the inner demon.
As for whether Fu Jingtianmen would do anything, at Wu Ming's current level, it would be difficult for him to hide his tricks even if he were a powerful person in the Holy Realm.
Even if it does happen, Wu Ming will naturally have time to observe when the big formation is activated.
The experience gained from the inheritance of inner demons is enough to see through the flaws in a Talisman Mirror Heavenly Gate.
Buzz!
Not long after, the formation was activated, and the Fujing Tianmen opened wide. Different from the previous white light door, a black and white door appeared at this time, like a door to Yin and Yang.
The pupils of Wu Ming's eyes gradually stood up, like the vertical pupils of a snake, shining with an enchanting luster. He looked up and down at the Fujing Tianmen, and then stepped inside.
"Boy!"
At this moment, an old voice came, and said with a serious tone, "I already know the matter, and there may not be any room for change. Don't learn from me..."
Unfortunately, no matter how much assurance this person gave, he could not reverse the decision made by Wu Ming.
"Asshole!"
When the light curtain covered Wu Ming, an old man with a stooped figure and an extremely terrifying aura descended into the canyon. He was the ancestor of Xuansheng who had disappeared for several years.
"When Confucian Ancestor traveled around the world, he was like a lost dog. I'm not much better now, but at least I'm out of the house and can travel around the world. Isn't this great?"
Wu Ming smiled.
"You boy!"
Ancestor Xuan Sheng stamped his feet angrily, threw something into the light screen, turned around and walked away, "Come back alive!"
"Ha, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. Don't worry!"
In the long laughter, the light and shadow disappeared, and Wu Ming disappeared without a trace.