Countless familiar scenes came into Mo Heng's eyes. He stood in the sky for a long time, looking at his feet in a daze for a long time. Then he rubbed his nose and said to the psychic: "Let's go there."
Everything in the past.
It was as if they were all vividly in his mind. Mo Heng's vicissitudes of life passed through the sky and through the sea of clouds, and fell on the Tianlan Mountains that had been covered by the wilderness. He thought of a lot, and thought of a lot.
The innocence and innocence of childhood, the happy past of Mo Cheng, the youthful frivolity of the Mo clan, the patience of the Tianlan Sect, the dangerous exploration of the Tianlan Mountains...
Years pass and time flies.
It’s just that the passing years are gone forever!
The long river of heaven and earth flows leisurely!
It's not that Mo Heng has never thought about reversing the years and going back to the past. But what if he goes back? To experience the feeling of being weak again?
Let’s not talk about it first…
Mo Heng reversed the years and wondered whether he could go back to those years. Even if he went back, he would probably not be happy because what he was about to face would be in vain without strength!
Buzz——
Arriving outside Mocheng.
Mo Heng looked ahead and saw the warriors who kept entering the city, and smiled knowingly. Although places like Mocheng and Tiandu cannot be compared,... this is his home!
"Mocheng? Boy, your family is here?"
Looking at the majestic plaque above the city, the psychic suddenly said in a cold voice. He was also thinking in his mind, after Mo Heng slaughtered so many warriors of the Monkey Wine clan, would he also earn some interest?
It seems that the psychic's attempt was discovered.
Mo Heng smiled lightly and said, "Yes, my family is indeed here. But... if my clan members are in trouble after you enter, then... the power of the Saint Realm will have to be learned by my seniors.
!”
"You brat! Do you dare to threaten me?"
"Don't dare. How dare the junior threaten the senior?" Mo Heng said calmly.
The medium immediately compromised. If before, he still didn't take Mo Heng seriously, but now... he doesn't dare to do so anymore! The strength of the Saint Realm is far beyond what he can bear!
The most important thing is...
Mo Heng, this damn boy, was not only able to use the power of the Saint Realm only once.
In the ancient ruins, Mo Heng paid homage to 30 creatures of the Monkey Wine Clan, but he used such methods several times, which made the medium feel extremely frightened! Every time he recalled the scene from the past, he was frightened!
…
Come to the city of Meaux.
The streets and alleys were still echoing with an endless stream of voices, but when Mo Heng's eyes fell on several of them, his eyes dimmed instantly.
The place where Yun Bo used to bluff and deceive has now been replaced by others.
A humble warrior...
In the end, even the warriors of the Transformation Spirit Realm, who have been unable to withstand the passage of time, can only be buried in dust after two hundred years. They will continue to sink in other reincarnations!
Wanling…
It will never perish!
They started from the heaven and earth that were born in reincarnation. The creatures in the ancient heaven will not die in the true sense. If they die in this reincarnation, they will also perish in other reincarnations.
Walking.
Suddenly, Mo Heng's eyes fell on a woman. When he saw this woman, his heart could not help but throb, and his thoughts suddenly drifted into the distance.
The woman is Xiao Qing.
When he was in the Tianlan Sect, the other party went to the Tianlan Mountains with Mo Heng. Later, due to the collapse of the Tianlan Sect, the two completely separated and never saw each other again. Originally, Mo Heng had also hoped that one day, he would be able to meet.
To Xiao Qing. After all, this is the woman he had feelings for before, but unfortunately... fate cannot be forced.
Since leaving Beilu territory!
Strictly speaking, countless years have passed, and this was the first time Mo Heng saw each other.
However, Xiao Qing today is completely different from when she was young. At this time, Xiao Qing looks no longer as youthful as before, and her beautiful face reveals endless maturity and temptation.
Beside her…
There was also a child who was about four or five years old, and she was holding hands while walking in the street. As expected, the girl should be Xiao Qing's child. Just like the oath back then, the other party had indeed found someone to marry, and she also had a child.
child.
Don't know why!
Seeing such a scene, Mo Heng actually felt a little depressed.
The reason for his desolation is, of course, not that Xiao Qing thinks of her as a mother, but because she laments the changes in the passage of time. As time goes by, things have become different and people have changed!
"You bastard! What are you looking at? This girl's daughter is already good at making soy sauce! Do you still plan to care about her? Aren't you afraid that her men will fight you to the death?"
The psychic sneered!
He was also a little surprised that this guy Mo Heng could actually be greedy for beauty? Especially... women?
"let's go."
Mo Heng rolled his eyes at the spiritual medium angrily, and then his vicissitudes of eyes fell on Xiao Qing again, and he shook his head and prepared to leave.
He didn't intend to recognize each other. Xiao Qing in this time and world was not a good friend he knew. What's more... the other party was living a very comfortable life now, and he had no reason to destroy this comfort.
Peaceful!
No matter what time it is, it is too important in this world of jungle!
"Go? Where?" Unexpectedly, the psychic shook his head on the spot, "Boy, for the sake of our good friendship, I tell you that there is trouble in your hometown!"
"trouble?"
Mo Heng's expression darkened, and he subconsciously prepared to go to the world inside the black gourd to pay homage to the creatures of the Monkey Wine clan.
In his opinion…
Even semi-saint beings such as psychics think that the troubles cannot be solved by the level of eternal power. Only the power of the saint level is safer.
But who would think…
Mo Heng was just about to enter the world of Black Gourd when he was rejected by the psychic!
I saw the spiritual medium pointing at Mo Heng's nose and kept complaining, "You bastard!? What? You are offering sacrifices to the creatures of the Monkey Wine clan. Are you addicted? You don't even ask me, what's the trouble? You just want to kill those poor people.
Younger generation? Let me tell you, if you have me, don’t even think about it. Don’t you want to pay homage to the living beings? Well… there are too many in this huge city, so you can massacre them!”
"This is different."
Mo Heng shook his head slightly. The warriors in Mo City have lived in Beilu for many years, and have even endured the baptism of war. It is too difficult to find creatures with pure souls!
Not only that!
In other places in the Daoling Dynasty, it is equally difficult to find creatures with pure souls.
Seeing that the psychic seemed unwilling to give up, Mo Heng sighed helplessly, and after a long while he asked leisurely: "I wonder what the trouble that the senior refers to?"