Until the Penglai Immortals thought that there were Mushan Dao people living in Kunlun Mountain, and Mushan Dao people were the senior brothers of Penglai Immortals. He thought of going to Mushan Daoren, and Kunlun Mountain is also one of the few remaining pure lands in the world, if he goes first, even if he can't take them in, he can temporarily recuperate and rest.

The love and hatred between people is so complicated, if a family is more bitter than a family, then everyone can be safe, but if one of the families enjoys a slightly better treatment, it can arouse the opposition and jealousy of many people, people call this disease pink eye, to be honest, there are many people in the world who have this disease, and this disease is also very contagious, so the ancients said well, a mouse feces destroyed a pot of soup, even the towering empire can not withstand the ants and insects, and gradually collapsed.

Ming Wu is waiting for this day to come, and he has always been pessimistic and skeptical about the isolated Pure Land in the mouth of Penglai Immortals. Even so, he has always been by the side of the immortals, and the Penglai immortals have been unremittingly searching, but the journey along the way is arduous and long, and the war has not only brought a disaster that destroys the world, but also makes the famine sweep the entire Pangea continent like a storm.

Along the way, people kept falling, and immediately someone helped them to their feet, and soon they both fell.

The evil karma accumulated in the world because of the war is turbid, even the body of the immortal can not resist, even so, the Penglai immortal still does not hesitate to convey the immortal power of the body to the fallen clansmen, but the number of people is too much, and his skill alone is just a drop in the bucket, Mingwu, as his guardian, tried his best to stop him, but he still couldn't resist the immortals.

He had now made it his mission to get through this sea of suffering with these people who had gone to him and trusted him, he could have completely ignored this matter, but why did he put his life on the line again and again, he always smiled and said that it didn't matter, but Ming Wu had taken care of the immortals who had fainted due to overcasting spells more than once, and his body had been corroded by the poison at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was getting weaker and weaker. Ming Wu also held the hand of the immortal in front of his couch several times and cried, always worried that he was so overdrawn that one day he would not even see the dawn of tomorrow.

How long has he endured this torture? He couldn't remember clearly, he just stared at the plain white figure tightly, and in a trance he always felt that he would disappear like a puff of green smoke at any time, he didn't even dare to take a short rest, guarding his side day and night, watching the immortal frown and endure the pain, he was full of hatred for those clansmen who didn't know the truth outside, but the immortal made him swear not to inform the clansmen of his current situation, even if he was terminally ill and had no skills to recover.

Because he was now the backbone of the whole clan, and he had on his shoulders the lives of the people who trusted him, and he knew that he could not fall.

The immortal once took his hand and said: "If I can't do it, you will transform into my appearance, and you must lead everyone to find a home......

He held the immortal's hand tightly, and shook his head at this last word: "No, immortal, you can't die... You promised me that you would not die... You don't want to leave me alone, how can you leave me alone......"

The immortal looked at him quietly and was full of resistance, and after a long time, he caressed his back and said in an unobtrusive tone: "Raise your head." ”

Ming Wu shuddered, raised his head with teary eyes, and saw a gentle smile on the pale cheeks of the immortal: "Don't play with your temper, you're not a child anymore." He took Mingwu's hand, and his tone suddenly pleaded: "Please, the only person I trust is you." ”

He just looked at the immortal, his throat twitching up and down, and he could feel the unpalatable pain and even the sour feeling all the time in his throat, and a word slid out: "Good." ”

Xu is his desperate plea has some effect, and maybe God is willing to give him a moment of mercy, Penglai Immortal is worthy of being one of the first few people in the immortal class in ancient times, so he still insisted on walking to Kunlun Mountain, when he saw the snow above his head and the towering mountains, the rest of his life let everyone hug together and cry loudly.

After countless hardships along the way, the tense nerves were finally able to relax for a moment, and he still can't forget the ecstasy of the immortals when they saw the two big characters of Kunlun, and the power that burst out when they saw people wanting to live, and suddenly believed in miracles.

He was eager to take the Penglai Immortal to go up to find the Muxin Daoist, he desperately stepped on the rugged road, shouting towards the vast undulating mountains, he knew that it was now a hundred thousand urgent moments, the body of the immortal was being eaten away bit by bit, he ran around with hope, the frozen snow that lasted for years will cover the entire Kunlun, and he will step on the air if he is not careful, he doesn't know how many heels he fell on the mountain, and he also looked for an unknown amount of time with everyone, but found nothing.

In the distance, it was just an endless snowfield, and there was no trace of anyone ever existing.

He was so anxious that he suddenly stepped on the soles of his feet, and he fell off guard, and after struggling to get up, he suddenly froze in place.

Those people went from being ecstatic at the beginning to gradually losing their enthusiasm, and they looked blankly at the endless and uninhabited snowfields, and began to have doubts.

"Let's go find the immortals...... Let's go find him! ”

"yes, how can this be! We paid so much to get here, but there's nothing here! ”

"What about Mu Xindao? What about our home? We can't be deceived by the immortals! ”

At first, it was a person's question, and then gradually it spread rapidly, and the feelings of anxiety and restlessness made their tired body and mind even more tormented, and the joy was all pierced by this cold and hard wind, and some people began to encourage everyone to go to the immortal to ask for clarification.

Ming Wu suddenly said coldly in front of everyone: "No need. ”

The leader angrily stepped forward and grabbed his shirt: "What is here."

No, you said that the immortals deceived us, there are no Muxin Dao people at all, right?! ”

"Why did the immortals do this, is it to retaliate for us for the burning of Penglai Island...... We trust him so much! ”

"You speak! You talk!! ”

Ming Wu was bare-eyed, and detained the person with a backhand, the anger he had been trying to suppress suddenly burned like a monstrous rage, he absolutely couldn't bear the immortal being slandered, he paid so much for it, and even did not hesitate to share his power with everyone. is still being treated as a villain's belly, he gritted his teeth angrily: "Sure enough, you are a group of villains who will take revenge!" ”

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