473. The most complicated thing in the world is the human heart after all.
The dilapidated palace was crumbling under the impact of the giant wolf.
In front of the palace, two figures stood side by side.
The person holding a rotten wooden staff was the master of the wooden temple who sent Han Muye to drive the grass whip last time. He was wearing a green dress. There was also the golden wolf demon god in black armor with a demon wolf howling in the sky on the shoulder armor.
The spear in the hand of the Golden Wolf Demon God pierced out, with a little bit of cold light, and the main wooden staff of the Wooden Temple had a green-gray halo. Every time it was struck down, several green shadows of giant trees flew out and hit ten feet away.
The Golden Wolf Demon God's spear tip flew the Golden Wolf away, and the Golden Wolf that hit the shadow of the giant tree howled miserably and fell down.
The two of them tried their best to attack at this time, but they could only block the impact of the golden wolf. Some of the other golden wolves that were attacking had already rushed into the hall.
"Don't let them disturb the Wood God!" The Lord of the Wood Temple shouted lowly, and the wooden stick flew out from his hand and went into the main hall.
"Pengpeng——"
Several golden wolf figures flew out from the gap in the main hall.
But without the wooden staff in hand, the master of the Wooden Temple's combat power suddenly dropped. A golden wolf flew up and tore her sleeves to pieces with one claw.
"Go away." The Golden Wolf Demon God shouted lowly, raised his hand and punched the golden wolf away.
More golden wolves swooped over.
"Bless me, get out of here!" The Golden Wolf Demon God shouted angrily, a golden aura glowed from his body, and a bloody halo flashed in his eyes.
"Brother, why bother?" A voice sounded in the void.
A young man wearing a blue armor appeared.
As soon as this young man appeared, all the golden wolves stopped.
This scene made the Golden Wolf Demon God pause and narrow his eyes.
"Brother, you saw it."
"Now I am the god of the Golden Wolf clan."
"There can only be one Wolf King, and you set the rules."
There was a smile on the young man's face, but his expression slowly turned cold: "There is no way that our Golden Wolf Clan needs a weak-headed Wolf King, right?"
The Golden Wolf Demon God stared, but did not speak.
He looked around, and the aura on his body gradually became solemn.
"Muxue, tell the Wood God that Zhu Teng can no longer protect him." The Golden Wolf Demon God whispered softly, turning his head slightly, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.
The Lord of the Wooden Temple nodded, with a hint of pain on his face.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have sent the grass whip away."
Hearing his words, the Golden Wolf Demon God shook his head and grinned: "Muxue, you haven't seen clearly yet, even if you have a straw whip, today will be a dead end."
"Little beggar, he is not qualified yet and does not have the courage to come to Mu Temple."
"With his character, his mind has long been lost."
Indeed, Zhu Qiu'an didn't look lost at all at this time.
Hearing the words of the Golden Wolf Demon God, Zhu Qiu'an laughed and raised a cold long knife in his hand.
"After all, he is my eldest brother who understands me best."
"I came today to pay tribute to——"
Having said this, he snorted coldly and slashed his head with the long knife.
Other golden wolves also rushed towards the golden wolf demon.
The Golden Wolf Demon God roared loudly, transformed into a ten-foot-long giant wolf, smashed the golden wolves around him into pieces with one palm, then flew away and crashed into Zhu Qiu'an.
"boom--"
Zhu Qiu'an was knocked away with his long sword, but instead of being afraid, Zhu Qiu'an smiled.
Those golden wolves also surrounded the ten-foot giant wolf and did not come forward.
The giant wolf roared wildly, and the aura on his body became chaotic.
This is the dike.
The invasion of chaotic forces within the dam is the greatest pressure and obstacle for all living beings.
"My lord is right, you really can't hold on any longer."
Zhu Qiu'an chuckled and looked at the collapsed hall in front of him.
"Wood God, he should be called the Shepherd God."
"Back then, he was responsible for shepherding thousands of exotic beasts and divine beasts, and was in charge of the great power of the vegetation and creatures in the world."
"Today I want to see if this great power is still alive or has fallen."
Zhu Qiu'an lifted his feet and walked forward.
Golden wolves cleared the way in front of him.
The Golden Wolf Demon God roared, knocking away the golden wolves around him, and crashed towards Zhu Qiu'an.
Zhu Qiu'an shook his head, and a cold halo fell from his hand, covering the Golden Wolf Demon God.
"Frost Ring!"
The owner of the wooden temple standing in front of the stone steps whispered.
Looking at the frozen ten-foot-long giant wolf, Zhu Qiuan smiled and looked at the jade-colored ring on his finger.
"It is indeed an immortal treasure. It can even freeze a demon god who is comparable to the Heavenly Lord."
"My lord, you really didn't lie to me."
He raised his hand and slowly pointed his finger at the Lord of the Wooden Temple in front of the stone steps.
"Muxue, I know that he was known as the most kind-hearted shepherd under the God of Shepherd."
"Unfortunately, kindness has nothing to do with spiritual practice."
The cyan light flew away and hit the front.
A trace of misery appeared on Muxue's face as she took a step forward and hit the frost.
In the void, a divine thought suddenly came to mind.
"Boy, take action."
This voice echoed in everyone's ears.
But Han Muye knew that she was telling him.
As soon as the voice sounded, his figure had already landed in front of Muxue and punched out.
"boom--"
The icy light was shattered by a punch.
Scattered ice crystals flew and fell on the surrounding golden wolves, freezing their bodies.
The power emitted by the treasure in Zhu Qiu'an's hand is extremely powerful.
Seeing the icy stream of light being shattered, Zhu Qiuan was still a little dazed.
"How is it possible? How can the power of this frost ring be blocked..."
He looked at his palms.
Han Muye ignored him and raised his hand to punch out.
The golden stream of light hit the Golden Wolf Demon God.
"boom--"
The ice shattered, and the lightning flashed.
The ice crystals on the Golden Wolf Demon God's body broke, and the lightning also awakened his soul, and the blood in his eyes disappeared.
"What a powerful space control power."
The Golden Wolf Demon God looked at Han Muye and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that after just a few decades of not seeing you, you already control the power of space and your combat power is so tyrannical."
When Han Muye came to the Wooden Temple, he was cautious when he left.
When I come back now, I no longer have any fear.
No matter it was the Golden Wolf Demon God or Muxue behind him, there was no threat in front of him.
This is the self-confidence after improving one's own strength.
Only strength is the greatest support for practitioners.
"The power of space? No wonder..." Zhu Qiuan finally came to his senses and looked at Han Muye, with a trace of solemnity on his face.
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At least he himself doesn't have such ability.
"Boy, old Shepherd, please follow me with me."
"Your Excellency is about to sweep across the dike and break through the barriers of the world here. The glory of the Divine Court is about to shine on the heaven and earth again."
There was fanaticism in Zhu Qiu'an's words, and his own face was also full of fanaticism.
This fanaticism affected the surrounding golden wolves, and all the golden wolves roared wildly.
Han Muye shook his head.
Even if there hadn't been the call from Wood God just now, he would have taken action.
Catch the straw gave him too much help.
What's more, he came here this time to see the Wood God.
Or, the faun.
"roll--"
The Golden Wolf Demon God shouted, transformed into a black-armored warrior again, and punched down.
Zhu Qiu'an raised his hand to block it, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
"Hmph, the master is coming soon, you can't escape." Zhu Qiu'an didn't turn around, and with the power of this punch, he turned around and ran away.
Those golden wolves also hissed and then retreated.
In front of the wooden temple, there was only a mess.
The puppet guards of the wooden temple have all been shattered, and several other guardians have also fallen.
A trace of sadness flashed across Muxue's face and she looked around.
"Let's go, Mu Shen wants you to go see him." Suddenly, she was slightly shocked and looked up at Han Muye.
The Golden Wolf Demon God on the side also raised his head.
Han Muye nodded and strode into the palace.
A decaying and dilapidated palace.
"Is he the person that the Shepherd God is waiting for?" The Golden Wolf Demon God looked at Han Muye's back and spoke in a low voice.
Muxue shook her head and squatted in front of the stone steps, with a look of loneliness on her face.
"have no idea……"
"I don't know how long we have to wait."
…
There is darkness in the hall.
The surrounding wooden structures have decayed, leaving only the bluestone frame.
The further you go, the more you can see dead branches scattered on the ground.
On the stone platform in front, there is a tall tree. The tree is dead and there is a golden spear stuck in the trunk.
Han Muye stood a hundred feet away from the big tree.
"Boy, how is Wenqu doing now?" A shadow appeared in front of the big tree.
He wears a white beard and a white robe, with his hands folded in his sleeves.
Although it is just a shadow, this old man still has a power that makes people want to bow down and worship him.
This is the majesty accumulated over countless thousands of years.
This is the unique charm of Da Neng.
Or call it luck.
Such great power, every word and deed, is connected to the world.
What they do and think is the great fortune of the world.
And all living things rise and fall in this tide of destiny.
Some people rise to the occasion, and some people fall against the will of heaven.
There is a hint of understanding in Han Mu's ambition.
Today, to those powerful people who control the world, he is just a jumping ant, a little thing that defies heaven.
He is saving his life and changing his luck.
"Senior, I don't know what Wenqu is -"
When he finished speaking, he paused: "Senior, are you talking about Wen Mo Sheng, Wen Xiang?"
"Haha, Wen Mo Sheng?" The old man nodded and chuckled: "That's him."
Is the sound of Wenmo the Wenqu?
In those days, the Divine Court controlled the officialdom of the world and helped the God Emperor manage thousands of Divine Court officials?
When Wen Mo Sheng was the Prime Minister of Tianxuan Kingdom, he could rule the world with just a few words. So it turned out that he had already experienced it?
No wonder Wen Xiang can suppress Tian Xuan for thousands of years.
"I haven't been able to come out of seclusion since I was seriously injured, and I don't know what's going on outside. Can you tell me about it?"
Mu Shen looked kind and spoke in a low voice.
Han Muye nodded and briefly told what happened outside the dam.
Han Muye didn't believe that Mu Shen was in retreat and knew nothing about the outside world.
Countless practitioners walking through the dam always bring various messages.
Mu Shen asked himself for outside information, just to understand his own position.
Han Muye was also calm and told everything about the Dao Zheng and other things besides the Dao Zheng.
Including the three-day battle on the Immortal Source, and the possible restart of the Immortal Platform.
There was a hint of complexity on Mu Shen's face, he shook his head and sighed softly.
"Actually, when the town was closed to Shengxiandai, we knew that one day it would be reopened..."
When Mu Shen saw Han Muye looking up at him, he raised his hand and touched his chest, saying softly: "The human heart."
"The most complicated thing in the world is, after all, the human heart."
The human heart is the most complex, Han Muye has known this for a long time.
Even those powerful people cannot match the ambition in their hearts.
We were able to work together to seal the Shengxian Terrace back then, and we can also work together to open the Shengxian Terrace in the future.
What remains unchanged is their great power, but what changes is the heart.
"Boy, there are some things that you are not capable of participating in at this level." Mu Shen looked at him with a smile on his face.
"Although I participated in it back then, I am powerless now."
Wooden God turned back to look at the big tree and the spear nailed to the big tree, and shook his head: "My body has been seriously injured by this immortal treasure spear, and now I can only recover slowly through deep sleep."
"If I wasn't hiding in this dam, I might have been dug out long ago."
There was a glint in Mu Shen's eyes, and he whispered: "Now, I'm afraid I can't even sleep peacefully."
The Golden Wolf besieged the Wooden Temple. It is impossible to say that there was no powerful command behind it.
As for who the powerful person behind it is, Mu Shen doesn't know.
Han Muye and Mu Shen not only talked about the place where the ancient gods fell and the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, but also talked about a lot of past events in the Divine Court.
There were many secrets that Han Muye didn't know before, but now they were told, which made him feel like he could see the sun through the clouds.
At that time, everyone in the Divine Court was in danger, and the Divine Emperor was oppressive, which eventually led to rebellions in all directions.
"It's still the human heart."
"When people's hearts are in confusion, it will be difficult to lead the team."
"The God Emperor always feels that the immortal world is suppressed and no one dares to touch it."
"He doesn't know that once a cultivator has an idea in his mind, he can't suppress it even if he wants to." There was absolute certainty in Mu Shen's words.
Back then, he was also the one who couldn't be suppressed.
The fear of ascending to the immortal world, the disappointment in the divine court, and the rebellion born out of fear of the divine emperor.
Everything gathered together and eventually became a towering tree, overthrowing the divine court that had suppressed the world for countless thousands of years, and sealing the Immortal Platform.
"Then, what if the practitioner has no worldly thoughts?" Han Muye suddenly spoke with a thought in his heart.
Transformation pool!
In the fairy world, there is a spirit-transformation pool for practitioners who ascend.
Is what is transformed in this spirit transformation pool aura or spirituality?
After hearing his words, Mu Shen pondered for a moment and whispered: "I don't know either."
"Back then, the God Emperor inadvertently said that once he goes to the fairy world, he will no longer miss this world."
"It was also this sentence that strengthened our determination to overthrow the Divine Court."
Once you go to the fairy world, you will no longer miss this world.
Han Muye didn't know how other people were, but he felt that he still had a lot of worries.
Mu Wan, the people from the Jiuxuan Mountain Sword Pavilion, Huang Zhihu, Huang Laoliu, and many others I made friends with in the imperial city.
If life, old age, illness and death were inevitable, he might remember him fondly, but if he were asked to forget them directly, he would not be able to do it.
What if Hualingchi is to dissolve all these obsessions?
Han Muye was silent for a moment.
"Boy, is this what you came here to ask me?" Mu Shen laughed, and then said: "I'm afraid this place is no longer safe, and I'm ready to leave."
The golden wolf besieged the dam, and a storm arose in the dam.
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the spear stuck in the dead tree.
"Haha, you want this spear?" Mu Shen shook his head and sighed softly: "If you can really pull out this spear, I would like to thank you."
"This spear has consumed 80% of my strength."
"The power of the fairy world is truly terrifying."
Han Muye stood up and walked towards the rotten tree.
There was a bright light in Mu Shen's eyes.
Han Muye walked to the big tree, raised his hand, and held the handle of the spear.