Immortal Mortal

"Mo Zongzhu, when you appear in the crack of the rules, you know that the rules of the gods are about to be repaired. You should know that the whole gods, the land of God, the sea of ​​silence, and even the protoss belong to the realm of the gods?" asked again from the sky.

Mo Wuji nodded. "Yes, I really know all of these."

"Then you know why you want to condense the godhead?" A question from the sky followed a question.

Mo Wuji clearly said that there must be something important to say from the sky. He did not care about this kind of successive problems. "Is it not that you can't get into the gods without condensing the gods?"

Sighed from the sky, "Yes, do not condense the godhead, it is indeed impossible to enter the gods. But you have heard of the gods?"

Mo Wufei slightly frowned, he really heard of the gods, but it is not very detailed.

Not waiting for the unscrupulous answer, the tone of the sky has become dignified. "Mo Zongzhu, what is the purpose of my generation?"

Mo Wuji said proudly, "Of course, in order not to be niche, it is always with people who like it."

The people who practice the Tao are always eternal life. For Mo Wuji, in addition to eternal life, he can do his own things quietly. He will not influence others, at least no one will influence him. It’s just this kind of thing, he doesn’t have to say it. For example, he created the Pingfan Xianmen in the fairy world and created a mortal in the realm of the gods.

As for being with the people I like, it is also his heart. If it is not a monastic, the book sound has long disappeared into this universe. Because of the monasticism, the book sound is still there, but he did not find the book sound.

Continued from the sky, "In fact, even if we can cross God, go further, and not live forever. Even if the strength is stronger, it will eventually disappear in the universe."

“Why?” Mo Wuji asked in amazement.

In fact, since the practice of Taoism, Mo Wuji has never cared about the matter of Shouyuan. Many of the monks' Shouyuan were used to retreat, and their retreats improved their own realm and extended their life. It is only these extended lifespans that must be used to continue the practice of retreat. Otherwise, after many years, it is still dusty and dusty.

Mo Wuji does not know how many longevity he has now, but he believes that he will still be alive for millions of years.

He always thought that as his cultivation continued to rise, his life will eventually reach an endless level. Today’s words from the sky, Turkic made him somewhat slow.

It’s said from the sky, “Only those who have the gods have true longevity, because these talents are a group of people who really control the heavens. The reason why the gods and monks need the gods is to work for the future gods. Godhead, even if you step into the gods, you can't get the gods."

There are many monks in the realm of the gods. There are also a number of gods. Not everyone can get the gods. More people, even if they are repaired to be higher, can only be under the control of God.

Mo Wuji did not continue to ask, this thing was too far away for him, and looked calmly from the sky, "Why are you telling me suddenly?"

"Because according to the information I got, after the restoration of the Divine Realm, it will attract the attention of those gods. When they turn their eyes to the realm of God, our life and death will be between their palms." The tone of the sky is a little hoarse. And helpless.

Wen Mingyang said affirmatively on the one hand, "Mo Zongzhu, who is telling the truth from the heavenly friend, is not made by us, but it is done before the integrity of the gods. Just because the gods were shattered, It will never attract the attention of God. In their view, we are like a few muddy inside a gutter. Now that the gutter has become the sea, we will have the qualifications and opportunities to threaten them. I am afraid we will never again. Can't be as stable as before."

He also said, "Mo Zongzhu, we are here this time, in addition to discussing this with you, there is still a need to consult."

Mo Wuji understands, "You should want to ask about Kun Yun?"

Standing away from the sky, "Yes, we want to ask Kun Yun seniors."

Kun Yun’s hoarse voice came. “You’re right, and you don’t know much.”

As the voice fell, Kun Yun’s figure appeared in the guest house.

"Predecessors." Seeing Kun Yun, who was carrying the pot, came in, and picked up, Mo Hai and Wen Mingyang all stood up and gave gifts.

Kun Yun nodded to a few people, and then said to Mo Wuji, "I don't care for the younger brother, this is why I need your help. I just didn't think that the gods would fix it. This made me feel an urgent. God. After the restoration, the area is no longer as safe as before. It will be the place where the shameless guys are jealous."

"If there is anything, just say it out, don't hide it, it is impatient." Mo Wuji knows that Kun Yun wants him to help, just wants him to help, he still does not know.

Kun Yun smiled and took the initiative to sit down and said, "You are also a **** king. You know that the king of God is the realm of God. If one day, you cross the god, what will you be? ”

Kun Yun’s casual questioning, all the people raised their ears. This is not only an unavoidable desire to know, but for them, they are eager to know.

Mo Wuji did not have a master. His humanity was derived from the veins he opened up. Because the Kailuo network was opened up, every time he cultivated to the extreme, he would automatically open the next realm. Because of this, he did not care too much about the realm of God.

Kun Yun also converges on the smile, and the right color says, "Don't look at the rules of the gods to repair, this rule of perfection of the gods, can make many people with good qualifications into the realm of the gods. But I want to tell you, the whole gods Perhaps none of them can transcend the spirit and enter the next realm."

Mo Wuzhi smiled: "Kun Yun Lao, don't scare me. Is your realm not more than God?"

Kun Yun shook his head and said, "I really surpassed the gods and entered the next realm. But I am not a god, I also have a god."

I heard that Kun Yun is a god-like existence, and I am concerned about the incomparable listening.

Kun Yun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The realm after the gods is the sage..."

Mo Wuji heard the words of Zhunsheng, and when he was moved, he smiled. "Is there still a saint?"

Kun Yun dignified and nodded. "You are right. After the quasi-holy is the sage. But in the endless vast universe, the number of saints will never exceed eight. Not only the saints will not exceed eight. People, even if they are quasi-holy, there is no great chance, and it is difficult to step in."

Mo Wuji remembered the rumors in Chinese mythology. The ancestors of Hongjun were naturally saints. He had six disciples who were also saints. All the saints added up to seven. No, it should be said that the ancestors of Hongjun have surpassed the sage level.

Is it true that cultivation to the extreme can really coincide with the characters in these myths? Mo Wuji immediately shook his head, which is somewhat absurd. Although some treasures are myths and legends, he has not seen the true myths and legends.

"Kun Yun Lao, is the Luo Sheng saint one of the eight saints you said?" Mo Wuji asked abruptly, before Kun Yun mentioned the Luo Xu saint.

Kun Yun nodded. "Yes, he is indeed one of the Eight Saints. The saints are too far away from us. I can't wait for eternal life. I don't want to see you, but don't look at you, but don't think about it. I am very optimistic about you, this will allow you to establish Zongmen to suppress air transport. In the future, you will also have the opportunity to step into the ranks of quasi-saint. If you can get a god, you will be born between heaven and earth."

Mo Wuji silently, he did not doubt the words of Kun Yun. Among the Chinese myths, which one is not an earth-shattering character?

The old ancestors of Zhenyuan, the emperor of the East Emperor, the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of the Heavenly King, the Dabao Dao, the Emperor Jiang, the Gonggong and other 12 ancestors ~ www.readwn.com~ But these characters, how many of them can be free? The 12 ancestors were killed almost extinct, and the East Emperor Taiyi was a degenerate one. It’s the end of the Styx, it’s not very good.

It is a few great saints who play with their heart and take the lives of others to fill their own schemes.

At this time, Mo Wuji believed in Kun Yun’s words. Let him create the sect, it is equal to a few sages, with the sect to resist robbery.

He did not ask for the establishment of the Zongmen in addition to the days of the people, in addition to collecting gas transport, in the future will depend on the Zongmen to resist the mass robbery. Instead, I asked a question that I would like to know if I was away from heaven. "Kun Yun, do you know what the real gods are?"

Kun Yunxiao smiled. "This is what I want to take you to do. When I was almost robbed by the indiscriminate killing, I didn't even have the chance to turn over. This time I went back to Laozi without revenge, that is the turtle."

(Today is always on the road, so I should have this chapter.)