Mu Ming and Dao Qingchen sat on the edge of the Ku Sea all night. Dao Qingchen tried to take away some of the water from the Ku Sea, but the water lost its original mystery after leaving the Ku Sea. There was no difference between the ordinary sea water, and it was no longer pitch black.

Mu Ming also tried several times, but it couldn't change anything. In addition, he studied the fishing rod and fish basket in the middle of the week and found that there were some magical powers in the fishing rod, involving some cause and effect. Every time he swung, the silk threads in his soul would be pulled out.

These causal threads are all curses of the dead souls in the hands of Mu Ming. They formed a blood-colored cocoon to wrap Mu Ming's soul.

The names of wood often recite the meridians and transform them, but in the end the blood color faded a lot. In addition, the power of the mountain gods was neutralized with them, creating a strange causal line.

The wooden name was thrown out with a hook, and the original fishing line gradually became blurred, but a light yellow silk thread fell into the sea of ​​bitterness.

At this moment, Mu Ming felt the fish hook tremble slightly. The fishing rod in his hand trembled, and a black water flow was fished out.

"This..." Dao Qingchen looked at it from the side and couldn't help but walk. The water flowing on his main line saw that the palm of his hand was frozen in an instant.

His face changed slightly, his cultivation level trembled, but the water flow fell into the sea of ​​suffering.

"Luoshui?" He looked at Mu Ming.

Mu Ming nodded lightly and said, "It should be that I didn't expect that this fish hook was so powerful that it could fish in the origin of the sea of ​​bitterness."

Dao Qingchen said, "This is really a good thing!" After that, he grabbed the fishing rod and started fishing, but there was no movement for a while.

Seeing this, Mu Ming felt a little clear in his heart, and at the same time he also felt secretly that Liu Daozi knew too many secrets, perhaps it had attracted his attention since the battle between the starry sky with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

Dao Qingchen threw the fishing rod back, "Although this thing is good, it's not mine."

He bent the fishing rod hard, but he saw runes suddenly growing on the fishing rod, and a force appeared, causing his palm to hurt.

Mu Ming took the fishing rod, continued fishing, and dropped a wisp of the origin into the fish basket.

Although there are many gaps in the fish basket, the origins are easy to store in it, and there is a large space inside. This makes Wood Name feel amazing. I don’t know how this thing is refined. It seems that the materials do not belong to this world. At least Wood Name has never seen this black bamboo.

After staying for a day, Mu Ming and Dao Qingchen left. There are many secrets in the sea of ​​suffering, so you can take a look in the future.

In the former extreme land, there were only some mountains left, and the original Yunhu Lake also disappeared. The wood name remembers that it was once reflected in the sky and the entrance, but now there is only a lush forest.

The two of them had already sank into the earth as they stepped forward. Dao Qingchen used his unique skills and seemed to be familiar with everything underground. At this time, he was taking the wooden name deep into the depths of the original extreme realm.

Occasionally some light balls appeared underground, and the two of them entered the light balls, but there was a small world, but there was a lot of space.

"It won't take long to complete these worlds and these lands will be integrated with this land. This is Zang Mou's last legacy." After pausing, Qingchen said before speaking.

Mu Ming also sighed, "We all rose from here. I remember Zang Mou opened your eyes for you at that time?"

Dao Qingchen said: "Yes, who would have thought that a generation of evil spirits could do this to us? For him, perhaps it was just doing it at will, but it was a great kindness to us. You and I all rose from here and changed."

Mu Ming thought of his spiritual body condensation, and only here can help him, as well as the sword intent in his body. Every time he overcomes a tribulation, Mu Ming uses this sword intent to cut off the heavenly tribulation. It can be said that Zang Mou is his leader.

I don’t know what happened to Zang Mou in the extreme north, and he has been reincarnated, I don’t know if it’s still him.

The two left the place and rode the white crow and rode the wind.

"What are your plans?" Dao Qingchen asked, and he said, "I want to go back to the tribe to see it. After all, I have made a marriage contract. If nothing unexpected happens, I may get married soon!"

Mu Ming heard this and hurriedly said, "Congratulations."

Dao Qingchen couldn't speak for this. His fiancée was too fierce. If he didn't go back, he might be beaten and he didn't want to become a sinner.

Mu Ming said: "The person I am looking for has left the barbarian land. It should have gone to Dongsheng. Now it is peaceful, unlike the barbarian land."

Dao Qingchen said: "The Tao tribe is involved in it, and my tribe can only go with the flow, otherwise I really want to hide outside and see the outside world."

He was very envious, but Mu Ming, who didn't know, also envied him.

Mu Ming suddenly wanted to see Kimura.

At the border of the barbarians, Dao Qingchen waved goodbye, full of reluctance, but his eyes were a little strange, staring at Mu Ming's storage bag. Mu Ming directly suspected that this guy was reluctant to give up the pills in his hand. He took some of the pills in Mu Ming's hand. In his words, he could still take advantage of it.

However, he was generous and gave the herbs and strange things he had made from the ancient tomb over the years to the Wood Name. Some of the Wood Names were only known in some notes, but unexpectedly they were buried in the ancient tomb.

Mu Ming watched him leave, but he felt a little reluctant. Along the way, there were not many people who could walk with him... Dao Qingchen was one.

The wood name did not leave quickly, but took out a few pieces of tortoise shells. This was given to the wood name by Dao Qingchen. It is owned by the star turtle and belongs to the spiritual beast unique to the world of Busanxing. It has wonderful magical powers and can calculate many things.

Mu Ming acted according to the mental method taught by Dao Qingchen, but saw the tortoise shell squirming and finally turned into a dark flying insect and landed on his shoulder. Mu Ming felt the flying insect's heart and couldn't help but smile.

"Danti..."

Dongsheng land can also be said to be the land of Qin. A young man in his twenties looked slightly dark at this time. At this time, he had a whim again, but the feeling was fleeting, as if there was really something wrong with his practice.

"What is wrong? The changes in the sky silkworm have isolated my secrets. Even the self is only relying on some cause and effect to me. Could it be that the self is seeking me?"

"I and I have cut off contact. I don't know what changes have occurred, but I actually took the initiative to cut off my contact with me. I think the same is true for other hosts."

He talked to himself in his heart, but he was unable to do so. He tried to deduce, but everything was as usual.

But suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and his face changed again.

He looked up and looked at the sky above his head. His cultivation level changed. The sky had changed. But a huge scroll appeared. The scroll was full of names. He quickly found his name, but the name was as usual.

"The Gods List can sense monks, and monks can also use this to observe their cultivation rankings and even their own luck. If you can come here, I will definitely find a connection with you."

As he said that, he tried to sense it, but the dense names were extremely blurry, as if there was a secret to cover the cage.

"Why just find a place to hide, I don't dare to look for me if I come here."

As he said that, he flickered away, only from the afterimage.

Mu Ming entered the land of Dongsheng, and suddenly a force enveloped him. A huge scroll appeared in Mu Ming's mind. The scroll unfolded, and the power in the scroll turned into a handprint and grabbed him.

Mu Ming instinctively dodges, but he felt that he could not dodge.

But at this moment, the stone mirror appeared in the body, and a force rushed away, the handprint dissipated, and the Mu Ming's eyes returned to normal.

The wooden name looked up and found that the sky in Dongsheng had changed.

"Is this the Gods' List!" Mu Ming did not use his cultivation to check it out. He was afraid that the Gods' List would draw his information. The stone mirror flashed and turned into a mark and stuck to his eyebrows, like a vertical eye, making Mu Ming look a little more weird.

Mu Ming knew that Dongsheng's land was shrouded in the list of gods, and that any god-turned-god will be recorded, but there are exceptions in everything.

Like the First Emperor, like the three sect leaders, and some strange people.

At this time, a huge scroll in Taichung, Si Nan suddenly flashed, and a burst of blood burst out, but it quickly faded.

Seeing this, the supervisor next to him looked around and recorded it in the book, and handed the book to a monk and said, "Send it to the palace!"

The monk unfolded his body and disappeared in an instant.

Qin Shihuang looked at the memorial in his hand and kept reviewing it. He was a little tired, but his eyes were bright. At this moment, he spoke: "What's the matter?"

A figure appeared, knelt on the ground, the booklet in his hand flew out and fell into Qin Shihuang's hands.

Qin Shihuang opened the scroll, took a casual look, and then smiled: "There are so many capable people lately, this is the number one!"

The monk said, "The fiftieth!"

Putting down the bamboo slips in his hand, Qin Shihuang said, "At fifty years, it seems that what is going to happen to this earth is also there. My country is full of talented people."

"Who is this time?" he asked, "Which party belongs to?"

The monk said, "It's not counting, I don't know where, but there is an inexplicable power in the List of Gods, and it seems that he is very close to this person. I think it's a contribution to Qin. Otherwise, the List of Gods will issue a warning and pursue this person's place, which is different from those before!"

When Qin Shihuang heard the voice, he nodded faintly, "It turned out to be him. The list of Gods was refined by the Dongsheng Sect and thought that this person was also a member of the Dongsheng Sect. Dongsheng Sect was originally composed of the three major Daotongs. Now most people have recorded it. Except for a few people, they are also important figures of the three major sects, and there is also a divine treasure isolation atmosphere. I think there are only the descendants of Dan Peak and the Daotian Pavilion's Dao Sword. However, the Dao Sword has not returned, so they are the descendants of Dan Peak."

The monk said, "Do you need to monitor?"

Qin Shihuang pondered and said, "No, this person may be able to help me, the power of the Presbyterian Church is suffocating..."

When the monk heard this, he lowered his head. He hoped that he did not hear this, but...heard it.

The new emperor was pushed up by the Presbyterian Church. He knew that the emperor actually didn't want to be the emperor, but he didn't dare to say this.

Qin Shihuang seemed to care, and looked at the monk in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head, standing in a high position, and he could only say something in this palace.

"Destroy these records, find a reason to transfer the insiders in Sinantai. In addition, forge a check record and send it to the Presbyterian Church. I don't need to teach you!"

The monk heard this and wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, he had to nod and then disappeared.
Chapter completed!