Heavenly Curse

There is a great horror between life and death, but there is also a surprise, at least Mui Yi found that after the edge of life and death, something seemed to look away, not to matter anymore, but to become more restrained and not easily manifested.

Ning Xiao's martial arts cultivation finally went further, reaching the first seven products. In Ning Village, such strength can already sit in the first chair, even Baili Eight Village, is a first-class good hand, but in fact, in Muyi's view, even the first seven products are still outside the door path, and have not yet stepped into the threshold.

On top of the seven first-class products, there is also a small, senior, and full of three realms. Only after the finesse of God is complete, can the inner and outer polishing penetrate, concentrate the true meaning of martial arts, condense that kind of martial arts, the kind of martial arts.

Seems to be the same as practice, but in fact, the north-south path, the true intent of martial arts and the true intent of practice is completely different, and these things, Muyi did not tell Ning Xiao, not to be awkward, but to use the realm of Ning Xiao today, know too much, is not a good thing.

Before the successive climbs, he has exhausted his savings over the years. If he wants to make further progress, he can only save a little, a little polishing, and when the fire arrives, he will be able to break through. Although he did not tell Ning Xuan the rear realm, Muyi should also tell him all about it, which is equivalent to giving Ning Xuan a step, a step to the threshold, where he can go in the future, it is presumed that he can only walk on his own.

After a full month and a half, Muyi's wounds were completely healed. It is unfortunate that he was still one step away from the second turn, but his mental will, after this period of polishing, became purer and more resilient.

Although his strength improves slightly, Mu Yi did not intend to seek revenge from Liu Xin. He was not afraid, he was just a little more self-aware. In the previous battle, he woke up completely. He understood that there was still a mountain high, he knew that there was a day outside the sky, and there were people outside.

In fact, sometimes a lot of reason is understood, but understanding does not mean that it must be able to do it, perhaps only if he has eaten enough to remember it more easily, at least for Maki, this sudden huge loss made him awake all of a sudden, the previous pride, although not broken up all of a sudden, but also like something in his heart, became deeper and more restrained.

Pride is still there, but it has become different. From now on, Mu Yi can truly say that he has entered the realm of celestial people.

If this change in Muyi is not the most obvious, it is not Ning Xuan, nor his thoughtful daughter-in-law, but the poor and weird little girl, perhaps because of the purity of her heart, she can feel the kind of change in Muyi.

The heart of Chiko, this pasture was reached a long time ago, and then the realm of constant oblivion, was unknowingly eroded by red dust and this big dye cylinder, so since then, there has been an extra practice on the practice path of Makyo, that is to cultivate the heart, he has heaven and earth flood furnace, can refine the great enemies of the world, naturally can refine his own inner struggle, red dust thoughts, so, unconsciously, the breath revealed on Makyo's body, more silk purity, although only a tiny point, but at least let Makyo step on this path, to the right path.

“Are you leaving again?” On this day, Ning Xuan looked at Mai Yi with a smile, but rarely called him any more. In fact, he had considered this younger than him as half the master in his heart, but he could not say the words, and the youngster had never asked for anything.

“Well, enough rest, naturally we're leaving.” Maki nodded and said with a smile.

“Take care.” Ning Xuan opened his mouth and found that, apart from these two words, he didn't know what to say. That feeling was as if he had 10,000 talents in his belly. But when he really wanted to write a poem, he realized that it was really fucking stubborn.

At this moment, Ning Xiao is such a feeling. He clearly wants to say thank you, but he can't say anything. Not because of his pride and face, but because he knows that the teenager in front of him does not need to say two words.

“Well, take care.” Mu Yi nodded and then left without looking back. He waited for Mu Yi's figure to disappear. Ning Yi said softly: “Thank you! ”

“Father, did Uncle Mu leave and never come back?” The little girl grabbed her father quietly, and she just hid in the house and saw it through the door.

“Yeah, don't come back.” Ning Xuan touched her daughter's head and felt a little sad in her heart. Perhaps this apartment will never be seen again.

“But I want Uncle Pastor.” The little girl's voice was full of grievances, her eyes became unconsciously red and tears would fall at any moment.

“Uncle Mu will miss you too.” Ning Xuan thought about it and could only comfort her daughter so much.

“Really?” The little girl leaned back on her head, full of hope and joy.

“Really.” Ning Xiao nodded, thinking that even if he didn't want to, his own daughter didn't know, so he definitely did.

When she heard her father's words, the little girl was happy to laugh, but the tears suddenly came down.

Mu Yi left Ning Village, but went to that valley. Although he was almost killed before, he woke him up at once. In principle, after recognizing the gap, Mu Yi should not have died again. But at the moment he left Ning Village, he suddenly changed his mind and was in a bad mood. Then find a better way. This was what the old man taught him when he broke into the river and lake, and he kept in mind.

Half a day later, the cloudy and foggy mysterious valley glowed, and then the heavens and earth split apart, you can feel that fluctuation from far away, vibrating fast, going fast, just a tea time all silence.

On the road to a big city in the shadows, a young Taoist laughed and coughed. The laughter was naturally comforting, but the cough was with blood. Although the face was pale, the expression appeared pleasant.

Mu Yi finally went to the willow demon to fight again. Despite all the preparations in advance, the result of this battle was no suspicion. Mu Yi had no suspicion of losing, but the injuries were much lighter than the previous one, but that was not the most important. What was really important, Mu Yi was very happy, and this happiness had not passed for a long time. After coming into the shadows, he felt a sense of urgency, constantly pressing him forward, trying to become stronger, so over time, the string in his heart became tighter and tighter.

Until he faced Liu Xin almost died for the first time before, he woke up suddenly. After a comb, he finally realized, how can he forget his mind?

So Maki chose arbitrariness, even if he was injured for that reason, even this time, let him turn a second time into Xiaocheng, otherwise this injury is not just as simple as minor injury.

Unfortunately, even Xiaocheng still can't beat the Liu demon. The other party is too strong. Perhaps after his second turn is complete, he can fight with the Liu demon. As for wanting to kill the other party completely, unless he can enter the third turn, because the third turn itself represents the realm of the Nine Heavens. Well, maybe even the existence of the demonic giant level can be touched in the back. Of course, this is only theoretical, as to whether it can be done or not, it also depends on the future.

After all, the fourth turn is already a counterpart to the existence of half-heartedness, and the further back, the bigger the gap, the more Mu Yi looks forward to what step she can take.

This time, Mu Yi intends to wander around the people's land. Although there are many villages in the wilderness, the real strong are concentrated in the giant city. There were nine giant cities in the shadows, named according to the Kyushu of the Yangtze, but now there are only three left.

Mu Yi had been to Jingzhou City before and met an old Jing. This time he intends to go to Qingzhou, a giant city that has long become ruined. According to the information Ning Xuan heard, Qingzhou City, although it has been broken, is still a gathering point for a people. However, there is no heavenly elder sitting town, let alone a giant city, or it is more appropriate to call a gathering town.

After crossing Qingzhou, it was not long before it was one of the three remaining mega-cities of the people, Yongzhou Ancestral City, which was also the oldest of the nine mega-cities of the time, and the holiest place of the people of today.

Mu Yi's original purpose was to go all over the shady land and see a different scenery than the sun, so this route, nature and his heart, can't come once, but he hasn't even visited the ancestral city holy place of the people? When the old man is resurrected and bragged, isn't there one missing?

On this day, a small Taoist came to the Qingzhou boundary, his face was a little white, even coughed twice from time to time, and he waited to come to the original wall of Qingzhou mega-city, where the wall was broken, the walls had long gone glorious, some just a broken scene.

Mu Yi also doesn't know why the elders of the people did not rebuild Qingzhou mega-city, just added an additional town in the original inner city, and this place is no longer called Qingzhou City, but it is called Qingzhou Collection, word difference, the difference between heaven and earth.

Of course, there are a lot of people gathered here, and by no means a few villages can be compared, their number, at least 100,000, can be counted as a big position, perhaps on the ruins of the fading giant city of the people.

Moreover, the ethnic power here is obviously stronger, even better than what Mu Yi had seen in Jingzhou City, but it is normal to think about it. After all, this is a wilderness gathering point. Most of the people here, are often present in and out of the wilderness. Just think of this place as a foothold, and there is still a strong presence without the guardian of the giant city, which in itself shows the strength of Qingzhou, even if the number of people is far less than those of the giant cities, even if the roots are worse, even the top heavenly elders do not have it, but there is a kind of fighting spirit, an indomitable, a kind of courage.

Perhaps this is the greatest meaning that exists here, and it can even be called the spinal cord.