"Scattered?"

Wu Fa raised his head and looked at the clear sky, his brows furrowed.

It always feels wrong.

Heaven's damnation will be scattered?

How can it be?

What is God's damnation?

It has to be killed directly by lightning to kill what is about to be struck by lightning.

This model, right, came to show off for a while, and then turned away?

Leave only people with infinite reverie?

Damnation, it's not a good thing.

But... Damnation is abnormal, so...

Is this a scam or not?

In fact, the empty road people can continue to rain?

For some reason, they make excuses, they just don't want to rain more?

In fact, this is not a curse, but a deliberate movement made by the Kongdao people and Master Mangmang?

Deceptive?

Anyway, Wu Fa is on guard against the Kongdao people and Master Mangmang, and he always feels that these two goods are not good things, and he always thinks about calculating him.

"Oh my God."

When Wu Fa was pondering, he saw the empty Daoist kneeling on the ground: "Not dead, the old Dao is still alive, damn it..."

outfit and continue your performance.

Do you think this king believes?

"Hey..."

Some distance away from the empty Dao people, Master Mang Mang came to Wu Fa's side: "Everything is fate, not at all, it is not up to anyone, at the beginning, the empty Daoist friend once calculated the heavenly opportunity for himself, and there will be a heavenly curse..."

Master Mangman also remembered this incident coldly, the time was too far apart, and it had been thousands of years.

Master Mangmang remembered that time when the Kongdao man woke up from meditation, pinched his fingers and said, "I will be punished by God in the future."

At that time, I just thought it was a joke, and the empty man was a person who loved to joke, and Master Mangmang didn't take it to heart.

At this time, my mind was racing, and this past came to mind. Now that I think about it, the innate divine art of the empty Dao people has been perfected and reached the peak.

Counting others and not oneself is the cultivation of true intentions.

Cultivators will not make such jokes lightly, as the so-called good God does not allow it, and the bad ones ask for permission.

This is especially true for cultivators, who will easily not say anything unfavorable to themselves.

Unexpectedly, this time, the friends of the empty Dao would have such a blessed source of creation, worship a master, and resolve a feather crisis.

When he looked at Wu Fa again, Mangmang's eyes sparkled.

Flicker, flicker, our old Wu believes in your evil!

Our old Wu is not so stupid.

Everything is too mysterious, and this monk is too good at fooling people, Wu Fa doesn't know which sentence of these two goods is true and which sentence is false: "The pack horse carries the demented man, and the beautiful woman often sleeps with the clumsy husband, this is the fate." ”

Reckless!

What does this mean?

Mangmang has a feeling of playing the harp to a cow.

At this time, the empty man got up and came to Wu Fa and bowed: "Thank you master for saving your life." ”

Wu Fa was confused again.

When will our old Wu save you?

As soon as our old Wu raised his feet, the clouds and rain rested, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was clear.

This is clearly a bureau you set up, so you fool our old Wu?

Wu Fa understands that these two goods are unreliable.

turned over and got on the horse, Wu Fa didn't say a word, beat the horse and moved forward, and was delayed here for three days in vain, Wu Fa was homesick.

At this time, in more than a month, the wife will be born.

Gotta go back.

"What are you doing with this king?"

These two are unreliable, they still have real skills, and they walk as fast as a galloping horse. Wu Fatou didn't reply: "Don't follow this king, supervise the work here in the family temple, when will it be completed, and when will you go to Shenjing City to find this king." ”

"Yes!"

The Kongdao Man and Master Mangmang glanced at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

This reckless man thinks the old way wants to follow you?

If I don't follow you, I will be more comfortable, and sooner or later I will be angry and will be played to death if I follow you... And within a certain range, the magic power is invalid, how can you practice?

It's also good to hide here in the family temple, at least there are no constraints, right?

Wu Fa didn't know what the Kongkong Dao people and Master Mangmang were thinking, so he went to the family temple to gather his own soldiers, and his uncle Cai Xiong went straight to Shenjing City.

I haven't walked far here, and the more Cai Xiong thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes: "Brother Fa, I always feel that the monk is scolding you." ”

"Uh-huh?"

What do you mean, uncle, others scolded me but didn't scold me, I don't know?

I didn't hear the monk or the Taoist priest scolding.

"Think about it..."

Cai Xiong blinked and made an analogy: "Do you know what surrender is?" ”

"Surrender..."

Isn't surrender to kneel and sing about conquest?

Isn't this word an expression, obedient to the other party, willing to be a subordinate?

Surrender is not as a slave, but as a subordinate, obeying the command. A monk surrendered at the beginning, and then simply recognized the master.

There was nothing wrong with this, and Wu Fa didn't feel anything wrong with it.

With his character of picking thorns, he can't pick a bone in the egg, and he can't pick out a trace of hardness.

But his uncle will never pit himself: "What's wrong?" ”

"Think about it, do you think the word surrender is good?"

Cai Xiong thought for a while: "When I was in the grassland for those years, I saw steppe wolves, and they would fight hard to compete for the position of wolf king. In the end, the loser is on all fours, showing his belly as a sign of submission..."

To put it nicely, it's called surrender, but to say it ugly, it's cowardice, I admit defeat, I'm willing to listen to you, you will be the king in the future, and I will be a soldier.

In fact, it's just such a little meaning, Wu Fa still didn't feel that there was nothing wrong: "There's nothing wrong, that's it, isn't it?" ”

"Hey..."

Cai Xiong's eyes rolled: "Think about it, what are the wolves?" ”

"Predators."

Yes, wolves are apex predators in the steppe.

No, wolves are terrible everywhere and are apex predators.

Therefore, the grassland peoples all use wolves as totems.

Taking the wolf as a totem is to take the spirit of the wolf as the faith, the wolf walks thousands of miles to eat meat, the wolf is very patient, and does not stop until the goal is achieved.

Cai Xiong held his forehead with his hand, his face full of helplessness.

Flickering and not moving.

This monk actually made Cai Xiong almost have a shadow, some time ago, his wife wanted to go to the temple to pray for incense, but he didn't dare to go.

Now when I see the monks and Taoists, I am terrified.

This is heart disease, in fact, Cai Xiong's request is very simple, that is, to get rid of heart disease.

Otherwise, there will always be a shadow in my heart in the future.

To make it clear, Cai Xiong wants to beat this monk and Taoist priest in order to dissolve the shadow in his heart.

Wu Fa is not stupid.

Wu Fa saw through his uncle's careful thinking at a glance.

I just want to see what kind of medicine my uncle bought in the gourd, after so many years, my uncle's level has not improved.

Compared with the empty Dao people and Mangmang Dashi, his uncle's fooling people are too shallow, and the empty Dao people and Mangmang Dashi are fooling people, Wu Fa can't tell the truth from the fake until now.

His uncle fooled him, and he saw through it at a glance.

You can't fight it.

What about fighting?

If the empty Dao people and Master Mangmang are annoyed in their hearts, and they don't play with you, they are immortals, and they can ruin your family by any means.

How to play?

Ordinary people, want to fight with the gods?

Disgusted with their long lives?

Uncle pits him.

"Predators are not fake."

Cai Xiong opened his eyes: "That monk and Taoist priest, clearly say that you are a beast." ”

Well?

There's no point in forcing a twist.

This is your one-sided understanding of fooling people, and we Lao Wu will not be fooled.

Fortunately, you are our uncle, if it were someone else, even if it was the king of Beijing County. King Zhongshun is here, and our old Wu has already hammered it over.

"Huh?"

Wu Fa was about to find a reason to ignore his uncle, when he saw several carriages in front of him, under the command of several knights, heading west.

"Jia's carriage."

On every carriage, there is actually a small flag, and the small flag has a Jia character written on it.

The noble carriages of Shenjing City are all doing this.

Even the palace of Beiping County is no exception.

"Stop and wait."

Wu Fa grinned.

Unexpectedly, in this wilderness, I met the carriage of the Jia family.

Who was in the carriage?

Which little daughter-in-law?

The eyes subconsciously looked around, looking for a suitable battlefield, today I want her to see what it means to be a ruler of Dajin?

Today, our Lao Wu is going to become Lao Cao?

Next time, I'm on fire...

The rulers are burning...

Some people died, but not completely......