In the vicinity of the single family mansion in Beitong City, there is a commercial house, which is the property of the single family, which trafficks some rice noodles and various vegetables eaten by ordinary people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this snowy day, the business house is still open.

After all, this is the largest rice store in Beitong City, and if it is closed and does not do business, the entire Beitong City will probably have to go hungry through this long and cold cave.

In front of the trading house, there were a dozen trucks, pulled by batches of fire steeds, under the wind and snow, and the men were carrying goods.

"Xiao Qi, rest for a while, this snow is too big, don't get tired!"

In the heavy snow, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, carrying two bags of rice on his shoulder, was busy helping to load the goods.

Most of the brothers in the trading house were resting, but he was the only one who was as tiring as he was.

"It's okay, Brother Hao. There are still more than a dozen bags to be moved, you can go in and rest, I am in good health and can bear it. The young man who was called Xiao Qi smiled sincerely.

The row of white teeth, the innocent smile, the brothers who were walking next to them couldn't bear it, so under the greeting of that brother Hao, the resting brothers carried the rice again and loaded it on the truck.

Finally finished being busy, Xiao Qi said goodbye to his brothers, received his salary alone, and walked alone in this snowy and silvery world.

"You say, where did this little seven come from?

"But no, I'm young, I work so hard, when I was young, I was thrown 108,000 miles by him. ”

"In today's world, it is difficult to find such a reliable and hard-working young man. ”

"Who said it wasn't, I was still thinking about marrying my sister-in-law to him. ”

"It's a pity...... He said he would have to leave sooner or later. Otherwise, where would it be your sister-in-law's turn? I had already booked this brother-in-law for my sister. ”

“......”

On the deserted streets, he left a row of calm and neat footprints.

Xiao Qi is Xiao Qi, and it is not Xiao Qi.

He is Chu Muyun who has entered the Tao, and he is one of Chu Muyun's three thousand clones.

He walked and turned into Chu Muyun's appearance.

Chu Muyun looked up at the Shan family's mansion in the snow, thinking that Shan Yuwei and Big Brother Shan were among them.

Before you know it, it's been more than two months.

He had been away from Huiying Building for more than two months.

He has always been in the state of entering the Dao, so he naturally doesn't pay attention to trivial matters outside the Dao heart. So he didn't know that the entire Beitong City had almost broken up between the Shan family and the Qi family because of his non-farewell.

He didn't know that there was a girl named Shan Yuwei in the Shan family, and for him, he withdrew his childhood sweetheart's marriage contract, and wandered back and forth between the wasteland and Huiyinglou all day long.

He only knew that in the past two months, his Mixed Yuan Cave Heaven shrouded in Beitong City was no longer a Mixed Yuan Cave Heaven.

At this moment, from the outside world, there is still no difference.

Because the scene in the sky of Chu Muyun Cave is completely the same as that of Beitong City.

There was also heavy snow in the cave, and the snow was very thick. There are single families, there are Qi families, there are this firms, there are Chu Jun, and there are everyone...... Only there is no Chu Muyun himself.

Because he himself is all people.

In the entire cave sky, all the figures are his own transformation!

In other words, everyone in the cave is his doppelganger, Chu Muyun, not Chu Muyun.

He used Chu Muyun's body to transform into three thousand doppelgangers, interpreting two different stories of thousands of earthly people living alone.

It doesn't matter whether it's real or false, whether it's a dream or an illusion.

The important thing is that he has broken through the limit of eighty general changes of the Nine Revolutions Heavenly Gong, and he can transform into three thousand.

One flower, one world, one thought three thousand! Three thousand artistic conceptions, all in his thoughts!

He walked alone on the snowy streets.

With every step, a dazzling lotus flower emerges.

The artistic conception has been completed, and the body enters the Tao, and the Tao gives birth to one, one turns into three thousand, and the lotus is born step by step!

In two months, Chu Muyun finally comprehended the three thousand artistic conceptions and entered the emperor realm of the first realm of the Seven Realms!

His cave heaven is no longer a mixed yuan cave heaven.

The cave heaven that has comprehended the power of artistic conception, in the realm of the Seven Realms of Fu Nian, is called chaos! Three thousand chaos!

Thinking of the seven realms, the artistic conception is small, large, and then complete.

The static pole generates potential, and then the small becomes the potential, the large becomes the potential, and finally the consummation.

When movement and stillness are united, chaos will become a world!

Further up, it is the divine soul in the world of Nirvana to generate Dao fire, that is the Nanming Fire Separation Talisman, the realm of the Fire Realm Venerable!

However, in the Nine Domains of the Nether Realm, the Venerables of the Fire Realm are all old demons who are not born.

It can be said that in fact, the most common powerful person who rules the Nine Realms is the emperor of the Seven Realms!

It is Chu Muyun's current realm.

The Seven Realms of the Nine Transformations of the Occult Arts, even if the Death and Life Gate is cultivated to the peak of the Mixed Yuan Realm and does not comprehend the artistic conception of reincarnation, in this Nether Nine Domains, as long as the old monster from the Fire Realm does not come out, he can not be afraid of anyone!

Finally, after two months, Chu Muyun returned to Huiying Building again.

"Childe, are you back?" Chu Jun rushed out of the door, looking at Chu Muyun, who was covered in flying snow, and showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I'm sorry! I've been gone for too long. Chu Muyun patted the latter's shoulder and said.

That Chu Jun smiled, and suddenly thought of something, raised his head on the street and shouted at the upstairs of Huiying Building, he was shouting the name of the eldest lady, Shan Yuwei.

On the second floor of Huiying Building, an emaciated figure rushed out.

Shan Yuwei's clothes were a little thin, and through the window, she looked at Chu Muyun, who had three thousand silver hairs downstairs and was dressed in a black robe, and laughed.

There were tears in her beautiful eyes, and no one knew if she had just cried.

Chu Muyun raised his head slightly, let the heavy snow fall on his face, nodded at Shan Yuwei upstairs, and then bowed respectfully.

He's thankful, but more so sorry!

He can imagine what kind of suffering the idiot upstairs suffered in this day when the north wind was howling and the water was dripping into ice!

From his point of view and position.

He could only bow slightly with the most sincere apologies, from such a distance.

He knew that he was just a passer-by, and that leaving or leaving was a matter of thought.

He couldn't be merciful.

He still owes two debts.

A debt that takes a lifetime to repay.

He once lamented that his life was too long to give his heart to one person.

He already has two minds, and he can't have three more minds.

Shan Yuwei hadn't smiled so happily for a long time, but the moment she saw Chu Muyun apologize slightly, her smile instantly stiffened, and she took a few steps back as if she had collapsed.

Tears blurred the vision.

She knew it would never be possible again!

The heavy snow seemed to have collapsed into the mountain, and the violent north wind was howling and blowing in, blocking the two figures upstairs and downstairs with a snow curtain......