It's not that the sage Mu Ran hasn't seen it, as early as when Hongjun Daozu preached for the third time, Mu Ran turned into a fat Taoist and watched the three thousand red dust guests. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Ran, the saint's mansion, is not unvisited, and when he went to Nuwa Niangniang's palace before, the scene he saw was gorgeous and noble. It is no wonder that Nuwa Niangniang, as the only woman among the six saints, can be said to have these luxurious dresses.

However, this staircase to heaven came step by step, and Mu Ran's feeling was different. From the outside, you can't see the phantom of this staircase that leads straight to the sky, and you can only find it when you walk through that light. And with each step, Mu Ran suddenly found that the scene in front of him was completely different from before.

From the beginning of the croaking to the ground, to slowly babbling, and then began to walk, run, began to read, literacy, slowly went to school, accompanied by exams, accompanied by an ordinary life, he thought that such a peaceful day would go on step by step, until the end of his life, the end of the world.

At this time, Mu Ran had already stepped into the air step by step, but his body was not as stable as before, with each step, his body would involuntarily shake, as if something was pushing him from behind.

On a cold rainy night, a sudden car accident changes his fate and leads him to a world where he knows nothing. Here he has nothing to rely on, except for himself.

Desperately cultivating, desperately growing, although he was born at the wrong time, although there will always be unjustified disasters that befall his head, although the luck that the people who cross should have had nothing to do with him, but he still managed to survive, and began to slowly have his own career, his relatives and friends. From nothing, to now, at least he tried.

Is this the way to be here for the rest of your life?

Suddenly, a spirit made Mu Ran's brain boom, and all of a sudden, he came to his senses and was no longer tempted by unknown forces. Looking down, I don't know how many stairs I have walked below, and it is difficult to see even the mountains and seas below.

Looking up, a silent and simple plaque, with the words "Biyou Palace" written on it, and the high wall surrounded by silence, really has a little bit of "winding paths" flavor.

If it comes, it will be safe. has seen a lot, and Mu Ran is no longer the person who made a fuss before. Directly stretched out his hand to push open the closed door of Biyou Palace, bent his knees across the threshold, and walked in.

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

The applause he heard suddenly startled Mu Ran. It is rumored that the master of the Tongtian Sect has an old-fashioned and strong temperament, and he never imagined that he would allow Biyou Palace to have such an act.

When I looked at the palace, I saw a middle-aged man in a dark green robe, clapping his hands with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Not bad, not bad. Even the few apprentices of the poor road, few of them were able to sober up before coming to Biyou Palace on their own. Even Yunxiao, Duobao, and Zhao Gongming have to adapt to it several times, and I can't imagine that you can do it. "Sitting on the chair is none other than the Shangqing Saint Tongtian Sect Master who met not long ago.

With a little less killing aura, maybe after the Battle of the Gods, the Tongtian Sect Master has been subtly changing.

Stretching out his hand a little, a chair appeared next to Mu Ran as if by magic.

"Sit down, I don't have to be obsessed with anything, for you, I think I should also know something, you, have this qualification. Tongtian Sect Master's words made Mu Ran's heart suddenly tighten.

His own Laoshizi Dongfang Fire Spirit Emperor, the name of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Emperor is estimated to be worthless in front of the saints. Could it be that the Tongtian Sect Master would say these words, could it be that he had already learned his true identity?

The Tongtian Sect Master also saw Mu Ran's changing face, knowing that he was thinking about it, and smiled helplessly, "Do you really think that what Nuwa Niangniang can guess, our three senior brothers can't guess? ”

These words, like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, shocked Mu Ran again. For a long time, he thought that although Sanqing was transformed by the Pangu Yuan God, after being bewitched by Daozu Hongjun, he was afraid that he would die and belong to Hongjun's line. But listening to the tone of the Tongtian Sect Master, it seemed that the three of them, at least himself, and his almost omnipotent master, did not seem to be on the right path.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mu Ran cleared his thoughts and said calmly, "The Shangqing Sage has something to do, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Saint?" At the mention of this, the Tongtian Sect Master, who was originally full of smiles, was like eating a dead fly, his face turned green, and there was an indescribable suffering in it.

"Why, even you think that a few of us can be regarded as saints?" said these words, and there was an unbelievable bitterness in the tone of the Tongtian Sect Master.

"The pseudo-saint, the pseudo-saint achieved through the Hongmeng purple qi given by others, to put it bluntly, is just an accessory under the Heavenly Dao. Since everything was said about this, Mu Ran simply picked out the matter thoroughly and relayed everything he knew to the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Sure enough, you are the man in Tsing Yi, and the senior brother's inference is not wrong. Although there is a smile in these words, there is both happiness and sadness in the laughter.

"It's not just the three of us, even Nuwa, the two guys in the West are all pawns under that great master, and they can be pinched to death at any time, right?" At this time, there was even a hint of despair in the words of the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Nope. ”

"You can choose not to die if you want to. Suddenly interrupting the words of the Tongtian Sect Master, Mu Ran interjected, "As long as you are willing to give up this Hongmeng Purple Qi and this pseudo-saint status, and be knocked down from the altar of the so-called 'saint' for the time being, then as long as you can live, one day you will be self-contained, stand on your own, and become a true saint." ”

"Otherwise, at the end of your life, you can only forever succumb to the feet of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the initiator of the distribution of Hongmeng purple qi, at best, to the point of sub-sage, and forever miss out on the true sage. ”

"Willing, willing? Do you mean that you need to give up in order to get it?" There seemed to be a little more hope in the words of the Tongtian Sect Master, but more confusion was there.

Some of the truths were told to Mu Ran by the original Demon Ancestor Luo Yu, and some of them were slowly realized by himself. Although there are no good opportunities like Pangu, Hongjun, and Luo Yu, Mu Ran's deity is a figure before the opening of the sky after all, and it is enough to comprehend these.

"If I'm right, Luo Yu, I should have given you a hint. Mu Ran asked.

"That's right, it was because of Luo Yu's prompt that I learned about my situation. The Tongtian Sect Master gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that we are always too far away from Dao Ancestor." ”

"Don't worry, you're not fighting alone. Suddenly, Mu Ran smiled mysteriously. The unwavering confidence in his eyes shocked the Tongtian Sect Master.