The gray-clothed old man and Mu Yi sat opposite each other, and a huge mountain rock in the middle was cut into a stone table, and a large number of pieces of meat were scattered on the stone table, and a dark red wine jug was thrown on the table at random. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Brother Xiao, there are nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, a person can encounter a few perfect things in his life, if there is wine today and drunk today, how to think about those little flaws, I see that the wine and food in front of me are already the best in the world. Mu Yi said as he grabbed the meat from the stone table.

"Hehe, I have lived for seven or eight hundred years, and my understanding of life is not as deep as that of Muzhu Guo, which makes the old man a little ashamed. The old man said ashamed, but his hand kept stuffing meat into his mouth, and he didn't feel ashamed at all.

"Hehe, the Dao of Heaven is more than enough to make up for the shortcomings, and if the Dao is perfect today, where will people do things perfectly, Brother Xiao wants to raise these two treasures to the end of the world, unless someone can break this heaven. Mu Yi said with a smile.

"Hey, since the Heavenly Thief Venerable successfully integrated his own stealing path into the Heavenly Dao in order to prolong his life, and the Heavenly Dao was merged into the Heavenly Dao, it actually made the Heavenly Dao steal the original one of all living beings, and the perfection was as one, resulting in no supreme being in the world, and it was more and more difficult to cultivate the great success of the thing of stealing life against the sky.

Before the theft of the sky, I was a junior at most, but now I have become an old immortal, haha. The old man laughed and took a sip of wine.

"Haha, yes, the king of the turtle for thousands of years before stealing the sky ran eight times, and now he can be called old and immortal before he has reached a thousand years. Mu Yi also laughed,

"Hmph, a thousand years? You can't be promoted to a Divine Pattern Dao Master, and that person dares to say that he can survive the Thousand Years Tribulation. The old man exhaled, and then threw the wine jug in his hand to Mu Yi.

"The power of the thousand-year tribulation before the theft of heaven that I saw in ancient books was not even half of the current hundred-year tribulation. Mu Yi took the flask and said scoldingly.

"Hmph, that's it, let's not talk about these annoying things, let's talk about you! I remember that you are not yet two hundred years old in Muzhu Kingdom, and you haven't even come to the first hundred-year-old tribulation! The old man changed his words.

"Yes, the boy will be two hundredth birthday in a few years. Mu Yi said indifferently.

After all, with his strength, a hundred years old calamity is not enough to see in front of him.

"I felt a breath of heavenly damnation in Mu Zhuguo. The old man glanced at Mu Yi and said.

"Huh?" Mu Yi's eyes narrowed, he hadn't experienced the longevity tribulation, he hadn't felt the breath of heaven's damnation, and he didn't know what the breath of heaven's damnation was.

But if it's Heavenly Damnation, these strange things that I have encountered recently can be explained, those demon beasts have chaotic spiritual sense, weak self-awareness, and are extremely vulnerable to the influence of Heavenly Dao and attack those targets that are hated by Heavenly Dao.

However, he didn't seem to have done anything to anger the Heavenly Dao, how could he be hated by the Heavenly Dao and send down the Heavenly Curse?

Mu Yi frowned.

"Mu Zhuguo doesn't seem to know, but Mu Zhuguo doesn't have to worry, the aura of heavenly damnation on your body is very light, but it doesn't look like you own it but from somewhere. The old man squinted his glasses and looked at Mu Yi and said.

"Huh?" Mu Yi was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have these accidents after he came out of Mu Mansion, so ......

Mu Yi's eyes narrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Huh. The old man laughed twice and stopped talking.

Mu Bai, who was hiding in the meson world, suddenly opened his eyes, and now the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and he glanced at Mu Shan, who was quietly closing his eyes in a corner, and after his eyes flickered for a while, he finally didn't move, closed his eyes again, and kept swallowing the blue "snot".

Mu Bai remembered that the deed was written on the deed at that time to give Mushan a thousand taels of gold after going to the border city, and now it is obvious that he has not yet arrived in the border city, if you pick out the words, now give Mushan the handle of the Taoist device is equivalent to giving it for nothing, Mu Bai doesn't know what kind of existence the deed is, but this kind of thing about his own life is not done, and he will generally think about things in a bad direction.

Therefore, Mu Bai first assumed that what kind of Dao deed was a dead word, a thing that was extremely dull, so if he gave things to Mu Shan now, then his own Dao weapon would be equivalent to giving it to Bai, so that he would either re-depict a Dao weapon to Mu Shan or give his own one to Mu Shan.

As for the first one, carving another Taoist vessel, not to mention that Mu Bai is not familiar with the border city, if you want to find the embryo and the quiet room, you have to add many variables, and then Yu Mushan separates to engrave the instrument, which is a matter full of variables.

Mu Bai felt that it was troublesome not to mention that it was not cost-effective to let himself fall into variables in order to fight for a possibility that a high probability did not exist.

As for the second type, the solution of giving his own Dao weapon to Mu Shan to unlock the Dao Deed is even more stupid, once he hands over his Dao weapon to Mu Shan, he will not even have a protective weapon at that time, what can a person who has no power to do in the border city, Mu Bai feels that there should be no use except for eating.

In this way, I will definitely fall into an even more embarrassing predicament.

And it is difficult to say whether Mu Shan will accept his sword at that time, after all, he already has a similar Dao weapon, although Mu Bai's one is much better, but compared to a thousand taels of gold, it is really impossible to change a weapon that is only a little better.

It is clear what is written on the deed that Mu Shan has the right to choose whether to accept the resources given by Mu Bai, and now Mu Bai faintly feels that his uneasiness seems to be from the targeting and rejection of this heaven and earth, after all, he is a stowaway, and he has not been found before, and now what kind of ghost Dao deed says that it is connected with the Heavenly Dao, and now he is estimated to have been discovered by the Heavenly Dao of this world, and is preparing to dispose of his foreign body.

In this way, these variables in things that you might have been able to accomplish smoothly may be used by the Heavenly Dao, making it difficult for you to walk and succeed.

Of course, these are just some of Mu Bai's speculations, but even if it is completely subconscious uneasiness, and some unfounded speculations, Mu Bai is not prepared to doubt his possibility.

After all, this is about his own life, Mu Defu didn't understand what he said at the time, and he didn't say the consequences of not abiding by the Dao Deed, but looking at his appearance of eating himself, he knew that it would not be a good consequence.

And now, although there is a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, he is now in Mu Yi's meson world, and there is Mu Yi, a big tall man outside, who is holding on first, even if the sky falls.

Mu Yi's strength as the pillar of the Great Dream Dynasty naturally cannot be low, a dynasty with a population of hundreds of billions of people in the Great Dream Dynasty, Mu Yi can be said to be the strongest handful of people among the hundreds of billions of people, maybe some things that are devastating to themselves are just trivial things for Mu Yi.

Thinking of this, Mu Bai could only forcibly settle down, closed his eyes and quietly sucked on these snot-like ghost origins.