"Old-timer, you..."

After thinking in his heart, he looked at the other party in disbelief, and King Mu said softly.

"Flutter!"

It's just that before the words are finished, the poison has penetrated into the internal organs, and the Mu Fawang spits out a mouthful of black blood!

On the other side, the corners of his mouth showed a naughty smile, teasing the little traceless in his arms, seeing that the Mu Fawang vomited blood, the white-haired old man reached out his big hand, and grabbed the void with his five fingers!

In an instant, King Mufa's eyes widened, and he was controlled by a powerful force, and he had no choice but to open his mouth, and a stream of black blood shot like a spring, shooting towards the white-haired old man!

Subsequently, the black blood gathered in the palm of the white-haired old man, and finally turned from virtual to real and turned into a poisonous bead!

With a wave of his big hand, the white-haired old man threw the poison bead at the Wood Law King.

"This..."

After receiving the poison bead, his heart was shocked again! King Mufa's body trembled slightly!

The poison in his body has disappeared!

The other party actually took out the poison from his mouth and condensed it into a poisonous bead!

This... How can it be!

It's incredible!

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue!"

Holding the poison bead tightly, and without thinking about it, King Mu quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed in gratitude!

Although I don't know who the other party is, the strength of the other party is really terrifying!

"Alas... No need to thank you, the old man came to the land of the old man tonight to mourn, but he never thought that this would happen... Since there is fate, we should save each other..."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Old-timer, I don't know... Honoring the name?"

Seeing this, Yun Gong investigated, and not only was the poison in his body resolved, but even his injuries had been healed! King Mu's eyes were full of awe, and he asked respectfully.

"Hehe... What if you know the name of the old man? The old man is already a person outside the world, and there is no need to treat each other in the world..."

Blinded by the other party, the white-haired old man said.

After reading it, he saw a roll of Mu Ce in King Mufa's arms, and the white-haired old man narrowed his eyes.

Looking at each other, he noticed that the other party was looking at the "Seven Heavens of Forgetfulness" in his arms, and King Mu frowned slightly, secretly guarding himself in his heart.

Although the other party saved himself and the little sect leader, "The Seven Heavens of Forgetfulness" is the supreme mastery of the Holy Sect! It is the sect leader who handed it over to himself before he died!

Worry in your heart that the other party will covet it!

"Hehe..."

Seeing the meaning of his vigilance, the white-haired old man shook his head and waved his hand.

Immediately, King Mufa's body couldn't move, and Mu Ce flew towards the white-haired old man in his arms!

"This..."

After taking Mu Ce and looking at it, when he saw the five big characters of "Seven Heavens of Forgetfulness", the white-haired old man was stunned, and his eyes were full of reminiscence.

Then, as if he thought of something, he looked down at the little traceless in his arms, and the white-haired old man reached out his big hand and pinched his fingers!

"Old-timers! I taught this thing! Please return it!"

Staring directly at each other, King Mu Fa couldn't move, and pleaded urgently.

"Hehe... I see..."

On the other side, as if he had heard nothing, he put down his big hand, and the white-haired old man's eyes flashed.

With an indifferent smile, the white-haired old man waved his hand, and Mu Ce returned to the arms of King Mu Fa!

"Thank you, old-timers..."

Looking at each other from afar, his body resumed moving, and King Mu hurriedly clenched his fists in gratitude.

"Okay, now that the old man has rescued you from the fire, I don't know what to do?"

A gust of evening breeze blew on his face, the white clothes fluttered, teasing the little traceless in his arms, and the white-haired old man asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, King Mu Fa frowned deeply and fell into deep thought.

Now that the Holy Sect has fallen, the Sect Master is dead, and only himself and the Little Sect Master are left!

The heavens and the earth are big, where is the place to stay?

However, thinking of the deep hatred and hatred, looking at the white-haired old man, King Mufa's eyes lit up!

"Seniors, just now you said that the Ten Thousand Poison Forest is the land of the old people, but the old-timers are acquainted with people from my Holy Sect?"

So, hugging his fists, King Mu asked respectfully.

"That's right, the old man has some connections with the Holy Sect..."

Nodding, the white-haired old man responded with a smile.

"Seniors, please... Avenge my Holy Religion!"

Hearing this, just as he thought in his heart, King Mu Fa knelt on his knees and pleaded sincerely!

His own cultivation is the same as that of the Four Dharma Kings!

If you want to take revenge, it is very difficult to do it alone!

But just now, I saw with my own eyes, this white-haired old man had a big hand, and he appeared thousands of feet away!

Then, the other party reached out his big hand, and it was easy to dissolve his poison!

Therefore, the opponent is unfathomable, and his strength is heavenly! If the opponent makes a move, he will definitely be able to kill the four great Dharma kings!

On the other side, listening to his pleading, the white-haired old man shook his head and waved his hand again.

The little traceless in his arms slowly flew towards the Wood Law King!

Seeing that the other party shook his head, his heart was full of disappointment, and King Mu hurriedly hugged Xiao Wuxian carefully.

"Hehe... The cause of today is the fruit of the other day! It is destined that this is a creation of this son! The old man must not interfere..."

With his hands behind his back, he blinded his eyes and left no trace, and the white-haired old man was unfathomable, with a naughty smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Creation?"

As soon as these words came out, he looked down at Xiao Wuxian in his arms, and King Mu was puzzled.

"Remember! If you want to take revenge, let this son cultivate the Seven Heavens of Forgetfulness! However, if you cultivate this skill, you will increase your demonic nature and become a killer..."

Looking at each other from a distance, the white-haired old man continued.

"Hmm... Go to Shaolin Temple! Find the little monk Juekong! Let this son worship him as a teacher! If he doesn't want to, you will say that he owes the Holy Sect!

After that, his eyes were full of reminiscence, and the white-haired old man sighed.

"Senior, why do you want to let the little sect leader apprentice to Shaolin?"

Hearing this, still puzzled, King Mu asked suspiciously.

But when he learned that cultivating this skill would increase his demonic nature, King Mufa's heart was full of worries and entanglements!

I know that this skill is very strong, but with such drawbacks, if I let the little sect leader cultivate, will it hurt the little sect leader?

"Don't worry, let this son apprentice to Shaolin, it is because of the Buddha and the demons! Just concentrate on the Dharma, you can suppress the demonic nature! You don't have to worry, the old man just said that this is the creation of this son..."

Hearing the inquiry, the white-haired old man was unfathomable, and the corners of his mouth showed a naughty smile again.

On the other side, there was silence, and King Mu was still undecided.

"Okay, that's all for it! Whether to go to Shaolin, whether to let this son practice this skill, everything is the will of heaven! The old man said goodbye!"

Blinded by the other party, knowing that his heart was still entangled, the white-haired old man shook his head and didn't care.

Because all these things are predestined!

After that, a gust of evening breeze blew, and the white-haired old man disappeared without a trace!

"Old-timers!"

Hearing this, seeing him leaving, King Mu Fa looked around and called out urgently.

But no one responded, only their own voice, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this, he pondered for a moment, and finally made up his mind, and the Mu Fawang held Xiao Wuxian and paced away.

After King Mu left, under the moonlight, the white light flickered, and the white-haired old man reappeared!

"Hehe... The magic star is now, the world is in turmoil, twenty years later, this generation will not lose to us..."

Looking up at the night sky, looking at the brightest star, the white-haired old man murmured.

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