The morning light appears, everything revives, the ground has a layer of warmth, and the fog is faintly visible, and the feeling of confusion is also made people feel clear and bright.

The sky was getting brighter and the scenery was clearly visible. A tiger appeared at the foot of the mountain. Its body was a little frosty, but its eyes were bright. It was constantly chewing something in its mouth. It was very hard. It roared and the roar spread throughout the valley.

There were people gathering in the distance, and I heard the sound of the tiger and was about to scold him, but when I saw that there was still one person on the tiger, I quickly flew over.

"Thank you for the past few days!" Mu Ming threw out several pills. The tiger was about to grab food, and he kept roaring, but his breath was soft and there was no evil at all.

After a few days, Mu Ming was meditating silently. The tiger was spiritual and seemed to know Mu Ming's nature, so he chose a remote and quiet road to come here and tried to avoid some tribes.

Wood name is full of energy, but there is a little frost and mist between the eyebrows.

"It's already February, but it's still the same, not much different from late autumn!" Mu Ming couldn't help but sigh as he saw the surrounding grass and trees were full of wind and frost.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in the distance. When Mu Ming saw it, he smiled and took the initiative to speak: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Commander Jin has actually broken through the realm. Congratulations!"

Commander Jin was wearing a battle suit, heroic and charming, not inferior to the heroic spirit of a man. Her divine light flowed around her, and her body was filled with light sounds under the dawn light, as if she had just broken through.

Commander Jin bowed and said, "The deeper and more unfathomable Lord Shan God. He could still spy on one or two last time, but this time he seemed to see fog."

Mu Ming nodded, bowed with his fists and said, "After a few months of separation, the Baofeng tribe seems to be more prosperous!"

Looking at the name of the wood, a layer of golden clouds flowed over the Baofeng tribe, like flowing water, or like a cloud of fireworks, extremely sacred.

"The three evils have been removed, and the remaining energy of the energy rushed out of the holy land of the Baofeng tribe. That's how it is!" Jin Tong said, and Mu Ming thought about it when he heard this. Before, the three-headed spirit monsters were restrained, and the Baofeng tribe almost had to suppress them at all times. Although they all left at this time, they also let that part of the power spread out to nourish the tribe's land. Although it won't take too long, it's better than before.

There were some people behind Commander Jin, but she waved her hand and left. She led Mu Ming to Sifang Pavilion, which was also repaired. The previous battle was also affected.

Some mountain gods and clan leaders also appeared here, all from foreign tribes, and seemed to have something to discuss here.

They met Mu Ming, and Mu Ming also returned the ceremony. They dispersed after being polite.

Commander Jin ordered people to bring food, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he personally poured a glass of wine for Mu Ming. Mu Ming raised his glass to invite him. The two drank it all. In this way, Mu Ming said: "I have trouble, the scenery here is very beautiful, and you can see the whole picture of Wujiang!"

Commander Jin smiled and looked good, but it seemed to be because of the warrior. Instead, he did not have that delicate beauty, but only a sharp temperament, like a sword, clean and neat.

"As servants, remember the preferences of you mountain gods and leaders, that is the basic skill."

Mu Ming heard this, but he knew that this was a joke, "Mr. Jin's status in the Baofeng tribe is not a servant, right?"

Commander Jin smiled but said nothing and asked, "I don't know what it is important to come here at this time. I have reported to the senior management and I want to summon you tomorrow!"

Mu Ming thanked him and said, "There is not much trouble. I just heard that the front line is tight, so I came to ask. In addition, I think the tribe also wants to know about the matter between the Tianhu tribe before, so I will explain it here."

"Captain Xue has informed the senior management of this matter, and the senior management has no intention of pursuing it. Now the two tribes have not cared about these things." Chief Jin understood and guessed that Mu Ming might be worried. The two tribes had fought hard before, but they changed too quickly. Now the two tribes have formed an alliance again, which inevitably makes people feel uncomfortable.

"It's good, I'm relieved!" Mu Ming was silent for a moment and nodded slowly. The Hu clan was very active behind his back. After learning that Mu Ming had gone to the Tianhu tribe, he became restless and seemed to make suggestions. The words said that Mu Ming's tribe had secretly defected to the Tianhu tribe, and the Tianhu tribe sent many valuable gifts. Mu Ming never refused, and this move had exceeded the rules.

Mu Ming came here for this reason, for fear of causing some trouble to the Baofeng tribe.

However, Commander Jin said again: "It's just... although the two tribes have been repaired, it's hard to guarantee that they will not break again. Mr. Mu's position must be clear at that time!"

The words were somewhat profound, and Mu Ming understood and nodded silently.

Someone appeared and reported: "Mr. Commander, the envoy of the Tianhu tribe has arrived, but the soldiers under their command seem to have had a conflict with their brothers!"

Commander Jin frowned, a little surprised, but got up and said goodbye.

Mu Ming was a little surprised, so he did not try to keep him, and said, "A visit another day!"

Commander Jin filled the wine on the table and signaled to the wooden name. He drank it all first, and then hurried away.

Mu Ming put down the cup in his hand, but walked to the window and looked at the river. The river water was much clearer, and you could feel a blue feeling from afar, rather than the turbidity it had before.

After a while, Mu Ming left here and walked outside the gate of Sifang Pavilion. He saw a tiger lying on a huge rock and napping. There was a Taoist boy guarding him next to him. The Taoist boy's cultivation was not weak and he could easily subdue him.

Seeing the name of the wood appeared, the Taoist boy stood up to greet him: "Sir, you need foot strength. The villain is here to find him. You can't use your own mount here!"

When Mu Ming heard this, he shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, I won't have to worry about it. I'll just go there!"

When the Taoist boy heard this, he slowly retreated.

The wood name walked forward, but went to the Confucian Temple. However, when we walked into the temple, the gate was not locked, but only when we entered, it was only when we entered. Only the old apricot tree was already bare and had no ginkgo shape. Occasionally, a few new buds were hanging randomly on the branches, which was a bit springy.

Other places were empty, with some fragments of fallen leaves in the courtyard, and it seemed that no one had come for a long time.

After looking at Mu Ming for a while, he seemed to be able to vaguely see some traces left by the past from the root of the old tree, but they were all dim.

Mu Ming left and came not far from the Baofeng Tribal Bridge. However, there were many people. The bridge was filled with various stalls, grains, herbs, wild animals, or unknown stones, which attracted many people.

There are also several witch doctors setting up stalls at the bridgehead to eliminate difficult and complicated diseases for those tribe members. There are mortals, monks, and some outsiders here. They should cherish what they sell, but they are all very vigilant. There are also a few psychic beasts that change their human body, but there are still animal characteristics on their bodies, but the crowd is not afraid, and there are even communication.

Some soldiers patrolled back and forth, so the huge bridge was not too chaotic. Seeing the crowd, Mu Ming did not enter the bridge, but came to Lion Mountain, where there were illusions and lone wolfs in the past, and it was also a place to establish friendship with lone wolfs.

At the beginning, the three of them had their own thoughts, and it was not until the two tribes fought that they understood all the truth. It was a pity that people sighed that they had the sadness and tenacity. Perhaps this is the precious quality in human nature.

Xue Mao had already died, and Gu Lang became the new clan leader, Chongyue became the mountain god, and Lao Shan God went into seclusion to advance. It was time to make a breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Mu Ming admired this tribe. Although Xue Limeng is the mountain god of the Tianhu clan, her roots are here, and so is the lone wolf. She seals the long years in the darkness, and her future achievements are limitless.

And there is a shadow of Confucianism in the Confucian Temple, which makes people wonder whether there is anything unique here, but... it is unknown.

Mu Ming looked at the river below. If he had not seen the power of this river before, how could he know that this river was a treasure against the sky that could penetrate two spaces, including the cave, and even suppressing the three-headed monsters, it seemed easy to suppress the three-headed monsters. The appearance of one end was enough to make people look at it, but it attracted three-headed monsters here.

Thoughts flew around, but I felt that the deeper the clan’s foundation was not the power of the high-level, but the magnificent and profound foundation.

You can also hear the voices coming from the bridge. It seems very lively, but it makes people feel at ease.

There are constant wars in front, but there is such peace behind, which makes people feel a little moved.

Wood name has seen war. In the starry sky, hundreds of thousands of miles of starry sky were annihilated, as if it was destroyed. Many people were as bright as the scorching sun. When the Taoist ignited, the sun and the moon were gone, and fireworks were everywhere, burning out all the vitality.

Although the extreme realm is not as magnificent as it is, it is bloody and rich, and the battle is even more tragic. Countless people are dead, and there are sorrows everywhere. The battle beasts are killed. The sky changes and blood flows.

After a moment, Mu Ming slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate quietly. At this time, his mood was extremely clear, which might be related to what he had thought before, or there was a wonderful power here that actually made Mu Ming feel peaceful and mysterious power flowing outside his body.

When Mu Ming opened his eyes again, the sky turned dark. Mu Ming was a little stunned, and then there were two marks in his body. At this time, a total of seven marks appeared.

Mu Ming raised his hand slightly, and the palm of his hand was accompanied by wind and thunder. Ming was not too surprised because his accumulation had become extremely stable due to the ghost witch. Even if it was forcibly breaking through to transform into a god at this time, it was not difficult, but it lacked the perception of artistic conception.

"This place was originally a place of yin and yang creation, with all five elements in it. Perhaps it was because of this that it touched the power in the body. It was just..."

Mu Ming said to himself, "The world has changed, and I feel it is because of Senior Zang Mou."

It was intuition and couldn't say it, but Mu Ming knew that Zang Mou himself integrated into the Red Leaf World, and seemed to have activated something, causing the world to revive.

Gui Ming appeared and said, "You also feel that Zang Mou has made countless contributions, and how many people can break through obstacles."

Mu Ming said: "I feel that the limitations of heaven and earth on my spiritual body seem to be much weaker."

"In the future, someone will reach the extreme of a certain realm like you. Zang Mou used his Taoist fruit to activate the origin of this world, awaken the origin of the world that had already fallen asleep, and pull all the energy in the starry sky. Although it is slow, it is enough for some people to break through!"

Zang Mou seemed to feel more, and his tone was a little worried. Mu Ming said, "Is there anything wrong with this move?"

Zang Moufei returned to his body, but he echoed in Mu Ming's ear: "The constraints on people from outside will also be weakened. Your competitors are no longer people from this world, and I also need to deal with some opponents!"

A sense of urgency appeared in Mu Ming's heart, but it also made his eyes bright, and he murmured: "Maybe... can find them!"

Then Mu Ming stood up and came to the bridgehead of Baofeng Bridge. At this time, there were fewer people and night was about to fall. Very few ordinary people stayed, and even monks would return.
Chapter completed!