Listening to the familiar voice, Mu Zi's heart was overjoyed, and his excited eyes were slightly red. Turning around, he shouted excitedly: "Senior, it's great that you are safe and sound." "I was overjoyed for a while, and I stammered for a long time, not knowing what to say next.

The old man Baisheng understood what he meant, and said with relief: "The secret spirit realm has won a great victory, and it can be guaranteed for 10,000 years from now on. ”

Mu Zi smirked, his little bit of work, in front of the old man of the hundred saints, he really didn't have the face to mention it, hehe smirked and said vaguely: "It's all trivial, it's all trivial." ”

The old man saw that Muzi was angry, and his love for talent was great, and he asked with a smile: "Hehe, the kid likes this seam world so much, why don't you accompany the old man here, fighting with monochrome creatures all year round is also a good thing for you, maybe one day if you are not careful, you will also become the emperor of the Immortal Dao." ”

When Mu Zi heard this, his delicate little face immediately collapsed. Piled up together, Lala Elder. The vague Nuo Nuo said: "This and this are to be discussed." ”

Baisheng looked at Mu Zi's embarrassment, playful, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a comforting smile: "Teasing you, you have been locked in this cage at a young age, are you happy with me." Let's go back to the East Canyon and tell me about the Secret Spirit Realm. ”

Looking at the starry sky around him, Mu Zi wondered, and Nuo Nuo asked, "Wangdong Canyon?"

"Go to you" Baisheng grabbed the wood and returned to the original canyon.

After some inquiry, I learned that the crack world is still the original crack world, the continent was collapsed by the fierce battle of the three emperors, and it became the current starry sky, the martial mad city and the station mad castle, each forming a star, Chen Heng was at the north and south ends, and under the careful arrangement of the emperors of the past dynasties, the two cities were safe and sound.

Wangdong Canyon is located on the westernmost big star, and the Hundred Saints Old Man named it the Secret Spirit Star, which can be used as a base for the trial of the Secret Spirit Realm in the future.

As for the two martial madness and war madness, they were all killed in the fierce battle and ceased to exist, the martial madness and war madness were originally dragging the injured body, and the old man of the hundred saints returned to his peak strength, thinking that when he had just achieved the emperor's position, he killed the two emperors with one enemy and two towns, and now he is facing two mutilated bodies, and it is no problem.

In this cracked world, no one can pose a threat to the Hundred Saints for the time being, except for the Martial Madness City and the Standing Crazy Castle, these two places have been operated for generations, and the emperor cannot attack and enter, waiting for the two places to compete with the Hundred Saints.

As for what Mu Zi had been worried about, there were a large number of monochromatic creatures in the Secret Spirit Realm, and there were more than fifty monochrome sages, the old man explained leisurely: "Due to the collapse of the Crack World, the Martial Warrior Maniac was dying and struggling, and he was unwilling to launch a final fight, mobilize all the powerhouses in this Crack World, and enter the Secret Spirit Realm to draw a salary. In the current crack world, most of the creatures are cowering in Martial Madness City and War Frenzy Castle, and there are not many scattered outside. “

Speaking of this, Bai Sheng's eyes became more and more relieved when he looked at Mu Zi, and everyone praised it with a smile: "If it weren't for the Thunder Tribulation Regeneration Liquid you provided and the portrait of the First Emperor to help trap and kill the six Sages, by the way, there are also two kids, Haode and Lingkun, who also killed the six Sages." Without you boys, the Secret Spirit Realm would be in danger!"

After the old man sighed, he said solemnly to Muzi: "You must protect your portrait of the first emperor, the portrait is not an ordinary emperor's soldier, at least the current hundred saints, the sacrifice can not refine such a powerful imperial weapon, it can also be guessed that the first emperor who made this portrait is by no means an idle person, if he is still alive, it is a fortunate thing to seal the god realm, but unfortunately, the god realm, the secret spirit realm, and the crack world are all the same, there is no immortal." ”

The old man was telling the importance of the portrait of the first emperor, when Muzi was just coerced into the cracked world, the martial madness and the war maniac had shot at the inside of the ball of light, and the portrait of the first emperor was automatically the head of the household, keeping the safety of Muzi's flesh and blood and soul, just a weapon, and it was forced to withstand several bombardments of the two emperors, which shows the extraordinary nature of this weapon.

In the following time, Mu Zi kept telling about the battles in the Secret Spirit Realm day and night, talking about the fearless heroic spirit, giving up the last trace of his life with obsession, and blocking the sage creatures.

Speaking of magma creatures that are not afraid of life and death, and rush to the forefront under the leadership of Xiaohuo, the old man sighed, women do not let their eyebrows be bearded, and their red faces are better than their children!

Speaking of Baiyou Sage, he led the local original creatures to unite and kill the enemy externally. The old man was relieved. There is really no shame in his own children.

When it comes to the disciples of the God Realm Trial, many of them are incontinent and smiling generously, and the old man scolded angrily in the same tone as the flower on the other side: "No bones, no backbone." ”

The moon is cloudy and sunny, people gather and disperse, and the world between them is not the world of Muzi, he is just a passerby. The world is just a station with color and feelings on the way Muzi grows up. A past that can be recalled after many years, as for whether he can come back to visit the old man in the future, only God knows!

Along the way, the old man of the hundred saints chattered thousands of instructions, and sent Muzi back to the secret spirit realm in reluctance, and when he entered the space of the boundary wall, Muzi could still faintly hear the old man's shout: "Remember to let the disciples of the secret spirit realm often come to the trial, remember to let Baiyou come to see the old man, remember to tell the Baicao clan that the old man is very safe here." ”

Treating the old man's chatter, Mu Zi listened to it all seriously, and kept all the advice in mind, for this old man, even if it was the realm of the Immortal Dao Emperor, it also made Mu Zi feel pitiful and pathetic, and he sincerely admired, listening to the old man's words, he couldn't get angry and disrespectful.

As soon as he returned to the secret spirit realm, Muzi was a little foggy, the boundary wall was empty, and the corpses were all cleaned up, only the red earth and the smell of blood in the air could make people remember that the essence here was a battlefield of blood and bones. The white and purple blood of the monochrome creatures were also cleaned up. Only the bright red president survived, kept in this place, and kept it for future generations to come to pay respects.

Flew non-stop to the Baicao tribe, and received the highest level of courtesy here, even the saint Baiyou came out to greet him in person, so that Muzi was a little uncomfortable, and said again and again: "Don't dare to be, you will lose your life" and so on.

Under the warm hospitality, after pushing the cup and changing the lamp with laughter, the cold reality scorched Muzi and made it all black. The secret spirit realm and the god realm have closed the contact, and the opportunity to return to the god realm has been missed.

In the special world of the Secret Spirit Realm, the creatures of the God Realm have been here for more than ten years, and they will be assimilated by the rules of this heaven and earth, and they will be regarded as the original creatures of the Secret Spirit Realm by default.

It will be more than ten years since the next opening of the Secret Spirit Realm, which also means that it will not be possible to leave the Secret Spirit Realm in the future. Such a cruel reality, Mu Zi is unwilling to accept it.

There are still their parents in the God Realm, as well as Grandpa Sweeping the Floor, as well as Wan'er, and Ya'er, all waiting for themselves, trapped in the secret spirit realm and unable to get out, such a reality is really unimaginable.

I asked the teacher Yunfu many times. He even asked if he could break into the black hole behind the three-color bamboo forest. That terrible black hole must be linked to the outside world.

As soon as the words came out, Yun Fu stared at his eyes and puffed out his cheeks in opposition, and scolded angrily: "Death and being trapped here are the same, there is no chance to get out when you die, and there may be hope for being trapped here." ”

The battered wood, groggy and listless. Thinking of the parents with gray temples, standing at the trailhead and looking forward to the scene. Thinking about the grandfather who swept the floor, cough cough cough non-stop, while cleaning and talking about the poor child. Thinking of Wan'er hiding in the quilt and sobbing and choking, thinking of Ya'er standing on the top of the snow peak, her small back was full of helplessness and unwillingness.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes, and the more uncomfortable I get, the more I can't stop thinking about it. Over time, my body and mind became numb, and in order not to think nonsense, I chose to anesthetize myself with alcohol. Let yourself pause for a moment from endless thoughts. All day long, he was drunk like a pile of mud. Wandering like a walking dead in the Secret Realm.

Xiaohuo came to watch several times, choked with tears in his eyes, and begged Muzi not to spoil himself like this. Xuanxuan also followed behind all the time, afraid that he would be in danger and have an accident. Every day, I keep persuading.

It's just that in those empty eyes, you can't see the spirituality that a living person should have. Closed Divine Consciousness allows yourself to live in an independent world.

There was no one else in front of the young man, and it was dim. Closed hearing does not allow a trace of sound to enter. Xiaohuo and Xuanxuan's persuasion, as if they were talking to heaven and earth, and to the four fields and four fields, had nothing to do with the sluggish and sloppy teenager in front of them.

The sluggish young man was disheveled, and even the teacher's voice was disheveled, and he ignored the voice of the teacher, and only communicated with the outside world when he was looking for alcohol.

Closed self drunk and dreamed of death every day, and time passed exceptionally fast. Ten months went by in a flash. If it were a normal time, these ten months would definitely be cultivated day and night, and he would go in and forge ahead in a state that was almost torturing himself.

But at this time, the whole ten months were spent like mud. Go to a shop opened by a layman again, and take out your savings in exchange for the alcohol you need. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a swarthy child on the road ahead, squatting in the middle of the road and mud, occasionally wiping the snot that was about to flow to his mouth with his little hands full of mud.

The snot was gone, and the little swarthy face was dark. A person squatting there, piling up his ideal castle and spacious compound, this scene looks somewhat familiar.

The little black doll squirmed her little nose a few times, turned her head to look at Muzi with a gloomy little face, and seemed to mumble a few words: "It's full of wine, it smells too bad." I'm so big that I don't want to make progress at all. ”

Then he immersed himself in the world he had built, and continued to be busy making the mountain behind the castle even taller and more majestic.

In the distance, the sound of manic horses roared, mixed with the shouting and scolding of adults: "Beast, stop me, hair on this street full of people, cause trouble, and kill you to sell meat is not enough compensation." ”

The sound got closer and closer, and I saw the galloping horses crashing into the children playing with the mud like crazy. The child is immersed in a world built by himself, unconscious. Suddenly, a figure skewed out of the side. With lightning speed, push away the children on the ground,

When I looked closely, it was a middle-aged woman, and her face looked slightly similar to that of a child playing with mud. In the split second just now, the speed and strength of this woman's burst were completely disproportionate to her thin figure.

It's really hard to imagine that such a slender and thin figure can explode several times faster than a man in his prime. Able to push the little boy away at this critical moment.

After the woman pushed the little boy away, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she sat on the ground with her buttocks, her face a little pale, and looked at the child who was pushed away by herself. Ignore the crazy steed. As if this crazy horse that could crash into the air and end his life did not exist, the woman at this moment could only see a child playing with mud.