Chapter 393: Retreat

"Divine Monarch ......"

"Don't worry, after Emperor Yan reports this matter to Heavenly Court, Heavenly Court will naturally have someone to deal with this matter. And during this period, you should follow what Emperor Yan said, don't act rashly. ”

"Yes."

Looking at each other without saying a word, Li Muyu's worries about the vision born in the South China Sea are no less than Jingwei's. Not only because the South China Sea was the place where the former rain god fell, but Li Muyu also felt extremely strange about the strange situation that only the two of them could perceive the vision of the South China Sea.

"Jingwei, can you still sense your Immortal now?"

Jingwei, who was already in a somewhat depressed mood, couldn't help but darken the color in his eyes slightly after hearing Li Muyu's question.

"Before, I could roughly feel the breath of the Immortal, but in the recent period, the connection between me and the Immortal has become weaker and weaker."

The atmosphere was quiet again, and Li Muyu couldn't help but be a little puzzled by Jingwei's answer. After all, the person who suggested Jingwei to come to the South China Sea was the Taiyin Moon God, and the purpose of Jingwei's visit to the South China Sea was also to completely suppress the immortal that was possessed by the resentment of the previous rain god under the South China Sea.

However, if Jingwei could no longer perceive the connection between herself and Xiange in the future, then she would naturally not be able to continue to do the things of reclamation seals. To put it mildly, everything Jingwei did before and even after is likely to be in vain.

"What about you...... Why didn't you tell Emperor Yan about this just now? ”

The tone was a little hesitant, for some reason, it was only a year that had passed, but Li Muyu suddenly found that the little girl in front of him, who was quite young but was always shrouded in obsession, had the emotions hidden in his eyes, but even he, a god who had been cultivating for more than two hundred years, could no longer easily see through it.

"Divine Monarch doesn't need to worry, even if I can't feel the breath of that immortal anymore, I know in my heart that what I'm doing now is not useless."

"What do you mean?"

Listening to the meaning of Jingwei's words, for a while, Li Muyu, who didn't want to meddle in things, began to feel sorry for the little girl in front of him for some reason.

"Because...... I've figured it out. ”

The thin lip line is slightly hooked, the eyes are crooked, and he smiles, with the vicissitudes of life that should not belong to this age, it seems to be indifferent, it seems to be bitter, and it is stubborn like a painting, and it still can't tolerate any alteration from others.

"Whew-"

Another sea breeze struck, and the same was accompanied by the strange aura that Li Muyu had felt before. It contains luck and resentment, but for some reason, Li Muyu, who did not deliberately explore the components of the breath, suddenly found that in that breath, in addition to resentment, there seemed to be many other emotions that were extremely obscure.

"Resentment? Unwilling? Or rebellious? ”

This feeling was very strange, it was only for a moment, but it made Li Muyu perceive the complexity inside very clearly. However, when Li Muyu's gaze touched Jingwei again, which seemed to be insensitive, all of a sudden, a sense of unexplained fatigue made Li Muyu's already chaotic mood become a little irritable.

"After I go back, I may be in retreat for a while, and during this time, I may not be able to be reached by ordinary means of communication, so ......"

After that, Li Muyu spread out his palm, only to see a beautiful royal blue butterfly, flapping its wings, flying from Li Muyu's palm in the direction of Jingwei.

"If you want to contact me, you can directly inform the Phantom Butterfly of the matter, and within half a day, I will give you an answer through this Phantom Butterfly."

"Thank you, God-Monarch—"

"It doesn't matter."

At this point, Li Muyu didn't want to continue to instruct Jingwei, his eyes drooped slightly, he took a deep look at the sea under his feet, put aside the troubles in his heart, stepped on the smoke waves, and along the way, there was no pause, and Li Muyu, who turned into a water-colored light, only disappeared into the vast sky in an instant.

"Whoa-la-"

The tide rises and falls, the sound of the waves rolls the sky, Jingwei, who stands in the middle of the South China Sea, raised his head, looked at the increasingly dim water-colored streamer, smiled and retracted, without words, and then turned around, gradually getting used to the bird body Jingwei, re-humanized into a bird, flapping his wings, and flying towards the junction of the sky and the sea.

……

"Poof—"

Outside the weak waters, Li Muyu, who was driving the water color, did not have any stay, flew and jumped, wrapped in coolness, when Li Muyu's body re-entered the blue weak water, out of instinct, Li Muyu, who had not turned into the original form for a long time, this time, turned directly into the appearance of cold carp in the weak water.

"Whoa-la-"

The tail of the fan swayed lightly, the water splashed everywhere, passing through the layers of fog outside the weak waters, Li Muyu did not deliberately show his breath, except for Meng Qi, who lived on the bank of the weak water river, and the Forget Worry Tree, at this moment, no one noticed Li Muyu's return.

"From this day on, I will be in retreat, and without my orders, I will not let any idlers enter the weak waters."

"Yes—"

After hurriedly instructing Meng Qi with his divine thoughts, Li Muyu, who was distracted and troubled in his heart, rushed directly into the Hebo Mansion in a cold carp attitude, manipulated the water flow, and casually found a copper tripod in the mansion that he didn't know when, just like a domestic koi, Li Muyu directly curled up in the copper tripod in the water.

"Gollum—"

Feeling the small and confined space around him, for some reason, Li Muyu, who turned into the body of the cold carp and was in it, had a different sense of steadiness in his heart. It seems that all the troubles are isolated from the copper tripod, a tripod of water, a fish, Li Muyu, who has been a man for a long time, and has returned to the body of the fish, at this moment, feels that his state of mind is so comfortable.

"Duyan Demon Clan is simple-minded, even if they live in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, they will not be bothered by the loneliness in the mouth of the human cultivator. Although the cultivation of the demon clan is naturally no better than that of human cultivation, in the cultivation of the state of mind that empties everything, the wildness of the demon clan is naturally superior to the sentimental and thoughtful human nature. ”

After more than 200 years of troubled cultivation, Li Muyu has never been like this, and he is so eager to empty himself.

"Turmoil in the mood is a sign of the breeding of demons in the heart, if you don't clear empty thoughts, even if you continue to cultivate at this moment, it is very likely that you will go mad."

Thinking of this, Li Muyu couldn't help but sink his mind into the sea of knowledge, but just when Li Muyu wanted to completely empty himself, a mess of emotions once again made Li Muyu's mood turbulent.

"Resentful, unwilling, rebellious...... Sure enough, the psychic's super synaesthesia, this time, had the opposite effect. ”