Fushan looked at Mo Heng and kept praying in his heart. He had had enough of being buried in darkness and living in loneliness and desolation.
He wants to leave.
He wants to go to the Tianfang World. He still has a long life and should not be trapped in this darkness. He wants to go to the outer sea and explore the endless sea full of mystery with his friends.
"Brother Fushan, I'm really sorry. It's not that I don't want to take action. It's actually the incense burner that brings a very dangerous atmosphere to the next. I'm afraid that after I take action, I will suffer the backlash of the incense burner and end up with the same end as you."
After a while.
Mo Heng shook his head and regretfully rejected Fushan's plea. "If I had the strength to go further, I might be willing to try it, but now..."
He knew that Fushan had always regarded him as a powerful person, otherwise it would not be possible for him to be so friendly.
But the problem is...
He is really not a powerful person! Even if he really wants to rescue Fushan, with his strength in the spirit transformation realm, how can he shake this mysterious incense burner that contains a complete space? You know, in the dusty land,
The power of heaven and earth cannot be mobilized. The strength he can exert to break through the sky is in the late stage of transcending the mortal realm, and there is no way to save Fushan.
And it’s better not to take action.
Once you take action.
Then Fushan can definitely see that Mo Heng's cultivation level is only at the spirit transformation realm. Then he will really be in trouble!
"Brother Mo, you...don't you even want treasures like the Autumn Moon Sycamore Tree? That is a mysterious tree that contains the power of the heavenly world. If you gain enlightenment, you have a chance to transcend the long river of time.
Ah! You are considering it carefully, there is no need to refuse in a hurry!"
Fushan said quickly, his voice full of pleading.
The moment Mo Heng rejected him...
He seemed to have foreseen the lonely days he would face in the future. In the endless darkness, chasing freedom in agony. It was desolate.
"Brother Fushan, I've thought about it clearly. It's not that I don't want to save you, it's actually that the shock that this incense burner brings to me is too strong. It's a matter of life, so I don't dare to be reckless."
Mo Heng shook his head slightly.
"But, if Brother Fushan is really eager to leave, there is no chance." Looking at the extremely depressed face in front of him, Mo Heng suddenly said.
"Oh? Is there anything else Brother Mo can do?"
Fushan's eyes lit up.
There was really nothing he could do about Mo Heng. After all, what appeared here was just his divine will. Although it could attack, it couldn't even hurt the warriors in the Mysterious Realm of Life and Death. In his opinion, Mo Heng could enter
In the dusty land, the strength must have reached the realm of breaking the void, otherwise there is no way to find the formation leading here from the depths of the Tianfang world.
Of course Ruofushan knew.
If the magic circle leading to the dusty land appeared in front of Mo Heng on its own, that was another matter.
"Although I can't save Brother Fushan from here, it doesn't mean that others can't either! In the Tianfang world, aren't those holy masters who have the means to reach heaven and earth all looking for this place? As long as I leave this place, all the people in this dusty land will be saved.
Tell them where they are, I think there will be many Holy Lords coming! By then...brother Fushan, won't you also be saved?"
"But are those holy masters willing to save me?"
Fushan was confused. After all, he had never even touched the realm of a saint. It was very likely that those beings who dominated the wilderness would leave after absorbing their turbid power and ignore him at all!
"How can you not be willing?" Mo Heng immediately shook his head, "I will spread the news when the time comes that the turbid air has been obtained by you. In this case, those holy masters will save you no matter what!"
"Ah?! Isn't this deceiving the Holy Lord?" Fushan was startled. Thinking about the consequences of deceiving the Holy Lord, he shuddered.
"Deception? What is deception? You have already obtained the turbid air. It's just that you were trapped in the dusty land for years, and the turbid land left on its own." Mo Hengda said meaningfully.
Everything has been made so clear! If Fushan still realizes it, then there is nothing he can do!
"Yes! I have already obtained the turbid air."
Fushan suddenly realized it, and his face lit up with joy, as if he had seen the hope of leaving the dusty land again!
"Let's do this. You tell me which Holy Lords are involved with you in today's world. This way I can give them the news first. After all, if they are involved, they will save you from trouble, and there will be nothing wrong.
Complaining, not to mention getting turbid air as reward!"
Mo Heng changed the topic and returned to the Holy Lord.
In fact, it was earlier than that.
He was very curious about what kind of existence the Holy Lord was. From Fushan's words, he had heard the word "Holy Lord" more than once.
"The Holy Lord who is involved with me?"
Hearing this, Fushan shook his head repeatedly, "The Holy Lord has already reached the end of his path of cultivation. I can only look up to such existences, how can I be implicated?" His tone was indescribably lonely.
"Is that so? If that's the case... then I'll spread the news to the entire Tianfang world." After getting some information, Mo Heng did not continue to ask. Too much talk will lead to mistakes. If you ask too much, you may get lost.
Make a move!
"That's right! I thought of it!"
Just when Mo Heng finished speaking, something suddenly sounded from Fushan, and he suddenly exclaimed: "It's Shenyan. I have a good friend in Shenyan, and his master is Holy Lord Zixiao! If Brother Mo will
I told my good friend about this, I think he will kiss me
He told his master about this. After all, the turbid air is too important! Moreover, in the ancient sky, Holy Master Zixiao is one of the few who has survived for millions of years. He is too eager to learn from the long river of time.
The Chinese Super League is out!”
Millions of years?
Although Mo Heng was mentally prepared, when he heard about a million years, he still couldn't help being shocked. It was incredible! A warrior could survive for such a long time through practice! A million years?
I'm afraid that the Daoling Dynasty has only been established for less than a million years! How could the rumored Holy Lord struggle for so long in the long years?
Surprised. Surprised.
But on the surface, Mo Heng still pretended to be very calm and said: "It turns out to be Holy Master Zixiao. I have heard of his name, but I didn't expect that Brother Fushan actually has friends.
To be able to become a disciple of Zixiao’s sect seems to be an extraordinary talent!”
"Yes! My good friend's talent is indeed extraordinary. Before I entered the dusty land, he had already peeked at the threshold of the Holy Realm. Alas... The Holy Realm is hard to find, but I don't know if he can take that step now."
Fushan sighed with emotion.
If he had not been trapped here, he would have taken this step by peeking at the Holy Land with his turbid energy. But now? But now, he can only wander alone in this sunless place.
Holy land?
It was another word that he had never heard before. After hearing it, Mo Heng narrowed his eyes. But he couldn't ask more questions. He could only sigh from the side, "Indeed. We who are cultivators can transcend difficulties, but we want to step into the holy world."
The situation is equally difficult!"
"By the way. Brother Mo, my friend's name is Liang Xiao. If I get out of here in the future, although I cannot give you treasures like the Autumn Moon Sycamore Tree, other treasures are still indispensable!"
"It's natural."
Mo Heng smiled slightly.
All I could say in my heart was sorry.
Let’s not talk about whether he can find Liang Xiao. Even if he found Liang Xiao, how could he possibly meet him as a warrior in the Spiritual Transformation Realm with the other party’s identity? Could it be that he said that he had entered the dusty land? How could the other party believe it!?
anyway.
short time.
It should be impossible for Fushan to escape from the troubles here!
"Haha. In that case, I will send Brother Mo away first. Anyway, there is no ancient Fu Zhao that Brother Mo is looking for in this dusty land." Fushan couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to get out of trouble so much.
I hope that the Holy Lord will come to save him.
"good."
Mo Heng did not refuse. Since he had completely investigated the news here, there was no need to stay. Even though he had many questions, he still wanted to ask Fushan, but with his current 'identity', it was
Not quite suitable!
…
After half a stick of incense.
Mo Heng, led by Fushan, passed through the green magic circle and disappeared from the dusty land.
"Huh, I finally left that dark place." As soon as he came out of the dusty place, Mo Heng breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of joy and satisfaction on his face!
The rumored mighty one!
To be able to call him a brother in the dusty land is enough to make him proud for a long time! The most important thing is... he now has a new understanding of this world and is no longer as confused as before.
Know!
"Holy Realm. Holy Lord. Ancient Heavenly Fang. Xu Emperor. Divine Yan. Waihai... It turns out that this world is so colorful!" Mo Heng recalled Fushan's experience of describing Waihai in the dust, and he felt more and more right in his heart.
This vast world is full of curiosity and expectation, and I want to find out!
"Just wait! One day! I will be able to set foot in any corner of the Tianfang world and become a majestic existence like the Holy Lord and the Xu Emperor!"
Mo Heng was full of confidence.
In the past, he didn't know about the existence of the Holy Lord and the Void Emperor. He just longed that one day, he could be as majestic as the Mighty One, shocking the past and present! But now that he knows, in this heavenly world, under the Mighty One
There are other existences in the world, so the dream must naturally be improved!
boom!
Just when Mo Heng was thinking wildly with great fighting spirit.
Suddenly a huge roar came from a distance!
Hear.
Mo Heng frowned, looked around, and suddenly found that there were dozens of warriors standing on the wooden piles more than a hundred meters away, fighting with each other! The previous movement was caused by the breakage of one of the wooden piles.
of.
"Where did these people come from? And where is this place?" Mo Heng looked around carefully and suddenly discovered that this place was no longer a cemetery.
When confused.
A rather familiar voice slowly came from behind him: "Huh? Mo Heng, you're here so soon. I thought you were going to study the breaking magic circle for a while."