When it was verified that he had indeed reached the Yuanying cultivation, those players in the Wu Dynasty were eager to let Mu Yang tutor them alone.

But breaking through the Yuanying is the same as picking up money on the road, when you should pick it up, you will naturally pick it up, if you really can't pick it up, you can take out the money in your pocket and throw it on the ground, and then pick it up again.

Everyone discussed the cultivation method together, and it was not until late that Mu Yang sent them back with a look of adoration in their eyes.

As soon as they left, Mu Yang sat down on the table and began to think.

"Big sound!"

"Nan no Amitabha!"

"The beginning of man!

"What is he doing over there?" Long Xiaoxia pulled Xiaoqing to stand at the door and secretly looked inside.

Xiaoqing also shook her head, "Then who knows." ”

Tossed until midnight, Mu Yang went back to sleep aggrieved.

However, the lights of thousands of homes are also happy and some are worried.

In the main hall of the Haoyue Dynasty, Haoxiao Xiaobao knelt on the ground, and on the platform in front of him were the decorations of two Mahayana cultivators, an old man and a middle-aged man, the old man was naturally the demon emperor of the Haoyue Dynasty, and the appearance of the middle-aged man was seven or eight points similar to Haoxiao Bao.

"Do you think the Jin Dan cultivation is very high?" the Old Demon Emperor asked.

"Okay......"

"Huh?"

"No...... It's not high!" Hao Xiaobao heard this sentence and quickly denied it.

In the Hazy Moon Dynasty, the strength of this Demon Emperor may not be the highest, but no one dares to disagree with what he says.

Perhaps it was also because he had been in this position long enough, and the Old Demon Emperor had sat in this position for nearly a hundred years.

It is also because of this that the Haoyue Dynasty has gradually climbed to its current position, which is the same as the Jiaochuan Dynasty.

"You're too conceited. "The Old Demon Emperor looked directly at the kneeling Xiao Bao below, so that you lost the battle with Mu Yang so quickly.

“......”

Hao Xiaobao's face was originally full of frustration, but after thinking about it slightly, he understood the deep meaning in the mouth of the old demon emperor.

"Grandpa is saying that if I wasn't that proud, maybe I would have won this game?"

The Old Demon Emperor shook his head, "No, you just won't lose the game so quickly. ”

“......”

"But you don't have to be discouraged, he has already touched the rules of the origin of the world, and you won't be wronged if you lose. The old demon emperor said, "It seems that he has died as rumored before, so it is true that he went to the border alone, but I don't know what he has experienced, and he has recovered." ”

"What is the law......" Hao Xiaobao scratched his head.

"Do you know why when you reach the Holy Stage, there is a word called transcendent initiation?"

Hao Xiaobao shook his head.

"We are all mortals now, even if we have cultivated to the Mahayana, and we can even walk between heaven and earth with our own strength, but we are still just mortals. The old demon emperor said, "The so-called transcendent sanctification refers to a monk's cultivation from his own body to the level of cultivating heaven and earth, and the current half-saints in the world cannot exceed the number of one hand, just because the current laws of this heaven and earth are not complete, so when he cultivates to the Mahayana, he can only rely on some weapons left by his ancestors to obtain the power of some saints." ”

"In that case, doesn't Mu Yang say that he has obtained the power of the law that it is possible for him to become a demi-saint or a saint by his own strength?"

"That's not the case, since he has already comprehended the power of the law in Jindan, the heaven and earth that are already missing the law will naturally subconsciously oppress him, and his upper limit may only reach Yuanying......

In Hao Xiaobao's eyes, some light regained again.

......

"Someone from the Middle Dynasty sent me a letter saying that Muyang in the Northern Wilderness had been resurrected. ”

In a small house, there were two people who seemed to be quite honest, one rubbed his hands and said to the other.

The two stools were placed beside the table, but neither of them sat on them, but squatted on them.

There were two bowls of white noodles in front of the two people, and the other person picked up the white noodles and poured some into them, which were pitch black and looked like soy sauce, and then sprinkled a little salt and "snorted" and ate them.

"Don't you have any ideas?" said the first man.

"What can I think, no matter how rich people are, they will make it up by themselves. ”

The first man was dressed entirely in linen, with sleeves rolled up on both sides, trouser legs rolled up high, and a pair of dirty, torn shoes, covered with dirt.

It looks like an old farmer who has just returned from farming in the field.

And the second man was wearing a thin robe, with a mass of chest hair the size of a bowl on his chest, and not a single hair on his head.

"What are you talking about, we are all Terrans, isn't it right to help each other?

The old farmer finished sucking the noodles in the bowl in two bites, and then put the chopsticks in his mouth and smacked.

"If you want me to say don't think about it, just listen to me, let's go to him together, let him get us some over, if it doesn't work, let's talk about it after it's over." ”

The big bald head was eating the noodles little by little, and it seemed that he was also thinking.

The old farmer looked at the big bald head with his eyes open, and he couldn't jump out of a fart for a long time, so he could only slap the table hard.

"Well, that's fine. The big bald head viciously pulled all the noodles into his mouth, but there was still a little hesitation in his eyes.

When the two of them walked out of the room, there were two rows of people lined up outside the door, all of them in this shape of rolling up their sleeves and trouser legs, while on the other side stood all of them with big bald heads, and the chest hair on their chests was arranged one by one from more to less.

......

After the start of the game on the second day, it was still the Northern Wilderness Dynasty that chose the opponent first.

Now there is only the Fengyi Dynasty left, and the Chen Dynasty has not been fought, so Muyang simply chose the Fengyi Dynasty.

After yesterday's heart-to-heart talk, Hao Xiaobao suddenly became confident again, thinking in his heart that it was a big deal to get through this paragraph, and when everyone was already Mahayana in the back, this kid was just a yuan baby, and at that time it was not for him to be bullied.

"Boy, you fight and fight, don't hurt my Beiyi, if you hurt Beiyi, when you come back, your head will be screwed off. ”

"......" Don't look at this person with a suspicious face, thinking to yourself that you shouldn't break his brain yesterday.