There was a lively and tumbling whine, and the beacon fire was on the ground. The green grass couldn't stop the huge hand, and the fallen grass blocked the way of the Ghost Zerg.

The open space is an atmosphere in which they are tightly converging, surrounding the wise and listening to the wise man.

The old wise men are not the only gods they identify, their teachers, the ones who spread the energy of wisdom, possess a glitter of magical wisdom.

Mr. Eighty-Eight Good Worms, with angelic wings, can fly, enough to shock the Wraith Zerg people, and become a prestigious Dharmagiver.

Mr. Ninety-Nine and Mr. Eighty-Eight carried the seven-hundred-year-old wise man to the huge stone, which was the throne for their teachings.

Without the support of the teachings, their people would not be able to climb such a high rock.

The stone was a round mountain, and in Yun Rui's eyes, it was nothing more than an oval-shaped pebble, an ordinary stone with a slight color.

Mr. No. 1 Worm's masterpiece is the throne where the wise man sits on his buttocks, which is perfectly displayed among the clansmen, the huge throne shows the small size of the wise man, and the Dharma protectors on both sides are eating, looking at the home below with smoke, and their mood is not affected at all.

Mr. Eighty-Eight's mind has long hoped that there will be a big storm in his homeland, so that he will receive more tribute every year, and he often discusses with Ninety-Nine how to implement a perfect divine event, and tonight his wish is granted.

The clansmen knelt below and listened to the conversation of the wise and the teachings, making them laugh and forget that their homes were being trampled and their bodies were suffering, and the Immortal Worm people came here one after another to complain and ask for comfort.

The wise man said that someone had come to make trouble at that time, and it said that it had fallen asleep.

The clansmen in the audience laughed lazily, and some of the insects opened their limbs and opened their mouths, especially Mr. Eighteen, who obviously had a good-looking face, but he was a bitter gourd when he laughed.

Mr. Hundred, who had a relatively large heart, crowded into the crowd, watching, thinking that the stupid fool would take the treasure with him, so that a god could steal it, but in fact, it obviously took advantage of the fire to rob, or go directly to the trampled house and take the sheep, according to its scheming, that is the most unproductive ability, and it has always been such a style, and the Dharma teacher is helpless.

The people of the tribe all knew and said, "It's coming, the thief is coming." Mr. Bug One didn't know why the eyes of the people kept staring at its every move, which made it very depressed, and it had no chance to do anything, so it ran into a dark corner and lay down quietly in the dark corner.

The wise man's cunning face stared at the pair of outsiders next to him, it was obviously not so kind, and it was wary of the people next to him.

Faced with, no! It was looking down below, and the dense clansmen were shouting and screaming below, and they were in such a high environment, and the feeling of being cold at a high place, the wise man sighed in his heart.

In the event that the Dharma Practitioner pushes it down from above at this time, its life of enjoying the Infinite Dao will be annihilated, and the wise man will find a way to hurry down at this time.

The wise man's worries are not without stories, once, many of the masters who are cultivating to become a first-class master, have been imprisoned by imposing some kind of sin on the mystical teachings, and there are many people in the prison who have been labeled with different hearts, although the wise man is old and dizzy, the front is pretended, it can open its eyes, but most of the time, it is closed, it does not want to see so many stupid things happen in its eyes, it is only dedicated to its own well-being, the heart of defense is very ruthless, there is a trace of suspicion and even a little threat to it, It can find a way to kill anyone, and beat the two teachings next to it.

The wise man coughed a few times, and the Dharma Practitioner lifted it down.

Chu Moyu collected a lot of glowing particles, took out the space ring, and took out a glass bottle from it, which finally came in handy, and the light particles were loaded into a glass bottle that he had hidden with him.

The light from the bottle was faint, but the light pierced the wise man's eyes like a divine fire, so that he had to cover it with his hands.

Mr. Bug One hugged his wife, looked at the light above, and said stupidly, "The sun has risen, and the end of the world is fake." ”

The clan had a Order, a group of soothsayers who supported the soothsayers in the background, and the wise men spent a lot of money for these soothsayers to go to great places to study.

That place is far away from them, and it takes thirty days to go out.

It's the front.

Chu Moyu's eyes saw a tower opposite.

There was a glow of a ghostly light above the tower.

"The Berserkers of Doom are hiding inside?"

Chu Moyu was excited and frightened.

That place is where the soothsayer goes to study, and where the terrifying black spider magician lives.

Mr. Bug One's father, once lost somewhere, was also chosen by the wise man to let his father go to study, and then his father came back, but he didn't learn anything, and was removed from the title of soothsayer by the wise man, and to this day Mr. No. 1 bug still resents the wise man for being unfair to his family.

Apparently his father told the truth, and his title was removed.

Chu Moyu smelled a fragrance wafting from the dark depths, and walked towards the dark jungle with a glowing bottle in one hand.

Mr. Number One looked at the light and wondered, "Why is this sun gone?" It was puzzled, the sun was very regular in the past, tonight it was strange, it didn't want to stay in a place where the atmosphere was very active, and said a few words to its wife, who liked the atmosphere very much, and didn't want to go back to clean up the house. Mr. Bug One went back to look for the notes his father had written, and he remembered seeing them once, and he remembered them vaguely.

When he returned to the house, he dug the tin box out of the dirt in the corner of the bedroom with his own hands, and opened the notebook to realize that tonight's spectacle was exactly the same.

On the eighth page of its father's notebook, the red pen annotated and revised it several times: "It was a rainy day, our group came to the huge magic tower, walked for a few days before walking to the top floor of the tower, we put the tribute aside according to the meaning of the gatekeeper, and then sat on the leftmost seat, there are many people who come here to learn magic, I looked at the black spider magic ghost stupidly, where the magician taught us magic, taught us how to deduce the stars, but we paid too little tribute, not as good as the surrounding tribes, We can only learn magic for two days, tonight we learned very happily, the next day, we were called by the magician to study, halfway through the learning, I seemed to be attracted by something, outside the window was a huge burning light, at that time many people were frightened, the light was more terrible than the light of the sun, so terrible that the magician above me hid under the seat, that was the first time I saw the real body of the magician, in the past I saw the magician with lightning-like magic, now it makes me very angry, This great so-called light made me see the magician as he really was, and made me disgusted with this ugly spider."

After reading this page, Mr. Bug One began to go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea in earnest, although the house collapsed a little, it did not affect its current mood, and it drank tea while carefully reading the notebook left by its father. In the meantime its wife came back and called it a few times, but it was as if it couldn't hear it.

Lady Bug Two gradually fell in love with this serious man, and thought that her husband, in a few days, would inherit her father and take him on an adventure. Although its wife is dull on the surface, she has a heart of adventure and adventure, and has never stopped, and its father is the most famous adventurer of the clan, although he has been dead for a hundred years, no one seems to understand.