"I am at the top of Fuso, and I have been under the pure ethereal spirit countless times, and when the leaves have fallen, the spiritual ...... is born"

"I was born to be lonely, but fortunately, I was accompanied by the Fusang tree, and over time, I learned some things about the mainland."

The man looked up at this moment, he had been lonely for too long, and because of this, he wanted to get out of the palace where the Fusang Divine Tree was located, and he knew his physique even later.

His physique is immortal and immortal, the sky cannot be buried, the earth cannot be buried, and the years cannot be erased, even he does not know how long he has lived, and he is in a terrifying pure ethereal tide, so that there is a gap in this gate, so as to go out.

After walking out, he thought that he had come to the outside world, and his immortal physique, even if there were countless crises, he still walked all the way, until finally, he found that this was still not the outside world, but ...... The world in the Gate of Heaven.

His physique is not immortal, to be precise, if the Fusang tree does not die, he will not die.

Mu Hao looked at this man at the moment, with some sympathy in his eyes, after all, staying in one place for too long, even if he was a monk, he would get bored.

Mu Hao sighed, he originally thought that this man would know something, but he didn't expect that it was a fallen leaf that could not be returned to the roots.

"It's rude"

Mu Hao shook his head and turned to leave, he had some sympathy for this fallen leaf, just like himself here, he didn't like to practice, but on the contrary, there was no way to choose.

He found more and more that his dream of wanting to enjoy life quietly was getting farther and farther away from him, and he couldn't see any hope when he was far away.

The man looked at Mu Hao's departing back, sighed in silence, and then gradually disappeared in place, turning into a leaf, which did not fall downward, but towards it.

This first time is pure and empty, everyone here, there is not much understanding, but they have not wasted the slightest opportunity, and they are immersed in their own understanding.

Mu Hao came to Feng Yuling's side, Feng Yuling at this moment opened his eyes, there was a sense of enlightenment in his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Hao.

"Big brother, have you gained anything, I seem to have made a little progress here..."

That Feng Yuling smiled at the moment, Mu Hao naturally knew that this so-called progress must be a comprehension of the technique, and he may have gained something here, but he can't grasp it very well.

"It's good to have progress, but those old monsters seem to have more grasp..."

Mu Hao looked up at this moment and saw several old men sitting in front of the palace, who were originally all celestial figures, with extraordinary qualifications, and even more so with a unique understanding of the Great Dao.

It wasn't until a day later that the second pure ethereal spirit fell suddenly, from the top of the tree, layers of ripples appeared, turned into tides, and directly impacted down, this time the pure ethereal spirit was much stronger than before, even Mu Hao closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, he felt an unimaginable ethereal meaning appear, as if his thoughts were much clearer than before, but Mu Hao began to be confused in this pure ethereal spirit.

"What kind of supernatural powers do I want to understand..."

Mu Hao muttered in his heart, he has no direction, since he has realized the three styles of the Dao and the Ghost Dao, he has never comprehended the appearance of supernatural powers, even if there is a pure void spirit, but he has no direction.

His mind was fluttering, and unconsciously, he saw some pictures, this picture, he didn't want to mention, it was Mu Shan's swan song, he didn't know why he saw these in the pure ethereal, at this moment, he didn't know what to do.

This time, the pure emptiness had a full time of three pillars of incense, until it dispersed, most people, closed their eyes and comprehended, and there were constant fluctuations of enlightenment.

Mu Hao opened his eyes, he was different from others, what appeared in his eyes was not enlightenment, but, confused, he didn't know what kind of magical power he wanted to perceive, he stood up, alone, and walked towards the branch at that end.

There, there is no one who has fallen leaves, at this moment, only Mu Hao is left, like the loneliness of the person who has fallen leaves, appeared on Mu Hao, Mu Hao at this moment, took out a pot of wine, just like that, looking at the falling leaves.

"Maybe, I really can't let go"

He picked up the wine and took a big sip, and the wine flowed down and fell on his clothes, directly reflecting a large piece of wetness, he didn't want to think about it, but in the pure and ethereal spirit, the pictures full of his mind were all Mu Shan's figure, and the voice in his head was the swan song.

He wants to enlighten, but the pure ethereal spirit makes the picture he doesn't want to mention extremely clear, perhaps, others are also like this, but they have their own direction, the swan song of the love monarch for thousands of years, constantly echoing, he can't let go.

When we didn't meet, we didn't see you

After Pingshui, you will say goodbye

Flowers bloom

Flowers all over the sky

A song of love

It's been a thousand years

"It's a good time to clear the ethereal, I Mu Hao has nothing to say..."

Mu Hao took a sip again, he didn't use his cultivation to resist, he wanted to get drunk, after getting drunk, he could forget everything for a short time, the sound of the swan song, now that it reappeared, he didn't know what to do.

The wind blew, and he was even more drunk, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth and insisting all the way, but after the picture reappeared, he couldn't hold on a little.

The path of cultivation is very tiring, very tiring.

"Mu Shan, you said, after becoming an immortal, can you really be resurrected..."

Mu Hao muttered, even more bitter, this way, too difficult, too slim to become an immortal, if there is no opportunity and courage against the sky, it is impossible to imagine, even the three emperors and five emperors.

Perhaps, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors have the opportunity to become immortals, but the Lord of the Vast Sky makes them have to give up the opportunity and fall themselves to make the incense inheritance.

"If you can't resurrect you as an immortal, what's the use of me practicing..."

He took a big sip, the drunkenness in his eyes was even stronger, and the fatigue of this way, coupled with the drunken wine, made him want to fall down like this.

"But if you become an immortal and can resurrect you, I, Mu Hao, will go on, if you appear in the pure void spirit again, then even if the heavens want to stop me, I will definitely come to the end for you..."

Mu Hao was holding the wine at the moment, his eyes were clear in an instant, and he had unimaginable determination, and the firmness in his eyes made even the world tremble.

After he cleared up at this moment, he gradually closed his eyes, hugged the wine jug, and just like that, he fell on the branch, closed his eyes, and there was a fallen leaf, which fell on his body at this moment, as if it was for him, covered with a quilt, as if at this moment, the heavens had mercy.

On this Fusang tree, now, it is exceptionally quiet, and there is the power of enlightenment, but on the branch of Mu Hao, there is a slight sound of sleep.

At this moment, this is autumn, but after that, it is snowing in the sky, there is a cold wind howling, and there are snowflakes in the sky.

In this heavenly gate, there are four seasons in one day, and at this moment, it is winter.

The season here can affect the monks, and this cold wind blows on everyone, making them, even if they use cultivation as resistance, they feel extremely cold.

Many monks, because of this cold wind, walked out of enlightenment, and there were even some monks, shivering, and some monks, who had clothes and other magic weapons on their bodies, and they were fine to wear, but the others, one by one, stepped into the main hall, each vigilant, occupying an area.

Feng Yuling opened his eyes, this cold wind was too biting, he saw Mu Hao sleeping under a leaf on the branch in the distance, her body shook, and the next moment, she appeared next to Mu Hao.

"I slept soundly..."

Feng Yuling smiled, it was the first time she saw Mu Hao like this, she had heard some legends of Mu Hao, he was extremely strong, but he didn't expect that there was also such a side, maybe it was because of his cultivation that he had to be like this.

She stretched out her hand, and above her palm, a wisp of immortal fire appeared, after this immortal fire appeared, the temperature around it rose a lot, and this wisp of immortal fire fell on Mu Hao, so that Mu Hao did not have to be disturbed by the cold wind.

She didn't bother Mu Hao, but sat on the side and began to enlighten, perhaps, this cold wind is extremely harsh for others, but for the phoenix, there is an immortal fire domineering, this wind, blowing on the body, like a breeze.

This night he slept very dead, and even, had a long, long dream, in the dream, he saw himself, resurrected Mu Shan with his own hands, and even after that, held a grand wedding, this is a dream, but he didn't want to wake up.

Because of the strength of his divine sense, the monk rarely dreams, but you can imagine how strong his determination to resurrect this Mu Shan is, he has experienced too much, but because of this, he has lost too much.

It wasn't until the next day when summer came, Mu Hao slowly opened his eyes, this night, he slept very soundly, perhaps because he was tired for too long, and the picture in this pure ethereal spirit made him want to get drunk.

He didn't know that this sleep was to sleep for four seasons, at this moment, the summer cicada song, with a scorching meaning appeared, Mu Hao raised his head and looked at the top of the Fusang tree, he couldn't see the top of the tree, as if he couldn't see the end, but in his eyes, it was brighter.

"Pure Ethereal, it's been twice, and... Seven times..."

Mu Hao's eyes showed essence, for him, the two pure emptiness, let him sigh, he sighed, he wanted to become an immortal, he didn't know how to resurrect Mu Shan, only by becoming an immortal, can there be a glimmer of hope.

That Feng Yuling slowly opened her eyes and looked at Mu Hao on the side, for some reason, she felt that Mu Hao at this moment was different from before, it seemed that there was a little more freedom and ease.

And at this moment, the gate of the palace in the upper area suddenly opened, and everyone flew out of the enlightenment one by one, rushing into the palace above, Mu Hao was the same, and at this moment, his aura was extremely strong, so that the demon cultivators all the way were frightened.

Although it is the first step of the gods, it can give everyone breath, as if it is the third step of cultivation.

"The first day of the Three Realms, is this his strength..."

Feng Yuling's eyes showed yearning at this moment, Mu Hao's strength, even after he awakened his bloodline, he still couldn't see through, and at this moment he felt Mu Hao's changes, and he was extremely shocked, it was the pinnacle of existence in the same realm, even if it was her, she didn't have the slightest certainty.

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