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Chapter 2507: The Last Wood Sculpture

However, the closer he got to Uncle Zhuo's house, the more nervous Dalong became, and he couldn't help but squeeze the wooden carving tightly in his hands.

When he came to the familiar door, he saw an old man with gray hair and a slight stoop, holding a carving knife intently and staring at the big dragon at the door.

"Zhuo...Uncle Zhuo!" Dalong said hesitantly.

Zhuo Wen looked at Dalong with a smile and said: "Dalong, the wood carving in your hand is a semi-finished product. Take it over and let me finish it for you."

Dalong was silent for a moment, then walked over and handed the wood carving to Zhuo Wen.

With a smile on his face, Zhuo Wen took the wood carving and began to carve it with concentration. Dalong, on the other hand, stared at Zhuo Wen, who was in his seventies, with a complicated expression.

The old man in front of him is really connected with the immortal with boundless power.

"Haha, you dare to show off such a rubbish restriction in front of me!"

A wild voice came, like thunder, resounding throughout Xinghua Village, causing all the villagers in the village to come out.

Dalong's face changed drastically, and he was extremely anxious. Looking at Zhuo Wen who was still carving, he quickly said: "Uncle Zhuo, there are two immortals outside the village. It's my fault, so..."

Before Da Long finished speaking, that arrogant voice had already appeared behind him, and the young man in blue and the big man appeared at the door of Zhuo Wen's cabin at some unknown time.

"Don't you, a mere mortal, understand that it is a crime to possess a jade? If you don't want to die, you'd better hand over your rare treasure to me."

The young man in blue ignored the gray-haired old man who was still concentrating on carving, and instead stared at the dragon with cold eyes.

Although he knew that there was a strange treasure on the dragon, he had never seen the true face of the strange treasure before, so he did not know that the purple power actually came from the unfinished wood carving.

Dalong's heart tightened and he couldn't help but retreat to Zhuo Wen who was still carving, but soon he thought that this would bring disaster to Uncle Zhuo. He immediately calmed down, looked directly at the young man in blue and said: "You want my body?"

Treasures are fine, but you have to promise me that you will never harm anyone in Xinghua Village."

The big man grinned and said cruelly: "A mere mortal has the guts to make a condition in front of me and die!"

The big man grabbed forward with his right hand, intending to catch the big dragon in front of him.

However, the moment he arrived in front of the dragon, his powerful hand suddenly collapsed, and the big man groaned and smashed onto the ground behind him in great embarrassment.

"what happened?"

The young man in blue looked at the big man who was shot away, with a stern look on his face. He couldn't help but observe the surroundings with his consciousness, and found that except for the carved old man and this ordinary mortal, there was no third person here. So who was the big man hit by?

Flying?

The young man in blue's eyes fell on the carved old man. The aura of this old man was ordinary, but he always felt that this old man was unusual.

Because when the old man faced the arrival of the two of them, he didn't show any emotion at all. Instead, he was still concentrating on carving the wood carving in his hands.

In order to verify his idea, the young man in blue looked fiercely, took out the magic sword in his hand, and shot towards the old man at the door.

"Be careful..." Dalong shouted.

Click!

The divine sword landed a few inches away from the old man's forehead, stopped suddenly, and then shattered.

The young man in blue was horrified. This was his divine weapon, and it broke into pieces for no reason. He knew that this must be the fault of the old man.

Being able to easily knock the big man away and shatter his divine weapon, the old man in front of him was at least a powerful person in Xutian.

"Senior, I am Chen Xuan, a disciple of the True God of the Qi Sword Sect. I have offended you just now. Please forgive me, senior. Chen Xuan will leave now."

As soon as Chen Xuan handed over his hand, he wanted to leave immediately, but soon he discovered that a powerful force of imprisonment appeared around him, and an invisible terrifying murderous intention completely enveloped him.

Chen Xuan knew very well that if he dared to take a step back, this terrifying murderous intention would immediately turn into reality, and the master who released the murderous intention would strike without mercy.

"I'll wait until I finish this wood carving, old man!"

Zhuo Wen said lightly and continued to carve the wood carving attentively, while Chen Xuan felt bitter in his heart, and his attention also fell on the wood carving in Zhuo Wen's hands. His pupils shrank, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Great Brahma?"

Dalong watched all this silently, but his heart was overturned. He vaguely guessed that the Uncle Zhuo he had known since childhood was really a mysterious immortal, and he was much more powerful than the two immortals in front of him.

When Zhuo Wen carved the last knife, he put down the carving knife, with a smile in his eyes, handed it to Dalong and said: "Dalong, this is a complete wood carving. You can keep it with me from now on. After all these years

, your family has taken great care of us and my wife, so I think we can repay you."

Dalong hurriedly took the wooden sculpture, stared at the old man in front of him with complex eyes, and said with some uncertainty: "Uncle Zhuo, you..."

"Yes or no is not that important. I have completed the last work. Do you know why I have been carving wood carvings tirelessly for so many years? And every wood carving is either a weird figure or a beast?" Zhuo Wen asked with a smile.

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Dalong shook his head blankly.

"Because those are the opponents I have encountered since I started practicing, and the wooden figure in your hand is called Brahma. It is my last opponent until now. I give it to you now." Zhuo Wen said with a smile.

The young man in blue at the door shrank his pupils. He stared at the old man in front of him. He thought of a legendary figure in his mind, a figure who killed Brahma and became the new generation of Lord of Heaven. His name was Zhuo Wen.

"Are you the Territory Lord? Lord Territory Lord, it's me who can't see Taishan. I hope the Lord Territory doesn't take it to heart." The young man in blue quickly begged for mercy.

"Dalong, Chen Xue and I are leaving here..."

After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Dalong. Also disappearing with him were the young man in blue and the big man who fell to the ground and was struggling.

Dalong stared at all this, as if in a dream.



In the endless sky, Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue had returned to their original appearance. They looked down at the heavy rain country and other countries in the heavy snow.

"Husband, what are you going to do with those two people?" Mu Chenxue looked at the living beings under the heavy snow and sighed.

"kill!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, looking at the countless refugees below who were caught in the disaster, and said: "If these two people hadn't fought wantonly and even brought the battlefield to the mortal world, there would be no such horrific natural disasters around the Rain Country.

, innocent people will not become refugees who cannot live or die."

Mu Chenxue nodded. She also agreed with Zhuo Wen's approach. There should be no relationship between monks and the secular world. This is the rule of the cultivation world. Not to mention that powerful monks are still fighting in the mortal world. It is completely chaotic.

"What are you going to do about it, husband?" Mu Chenxue looked at Zhuo Wen and said.

"Let time and space return to its origin. You and I shouldn't have appeared here, so..."

As Zhuo Wen spoke, he pointed with his right hand. Suddenly, the power of time and space spread throughout the mortal world, and then time and space gradually flowed backwards at this moment, like an inverted hourglass.

Finally, it went back to the moment when Zhuo Wen and Mu Chenxue came to Xinghua Village, and Dalong had just been born at that time.


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