Chapter 608: Drunken Talk

A big storm dissipated, and Mu Chen put away Shengwei and returned to his usual sunny temperament, as warm as the big boy next door.

But the awe in everyone's eyes has not diminished at all, after all, it was this gentle and sunny man who killed a generation of legendary old saints in front of all races.

The spear pointed at the world, and the scene of domineering divine martial arts, like gods and demons, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all souls, and it could not be erased.

The old fox continued to take the stage with everyone from the three academies.

This time, no one looked at them with suspicion or resentment, and no one dared to intervene again.

After all, the living example of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace is in the past, and at this time, it is purely impatient to live.

Sitting on the holy throne that was exchanged for the death of a saint and a sage, the old fox's heart was surging, he knew very well that the three academies had really risen this time!

It won't be long before the name of the Three Academies and the Way of the Hundred Schools will spread all over the world and officially squeeze into the ranks of the big families.

No one dares to deceive again!

He glanced at Mu Chen and the others deeply, and felt a lot of emotion.

I still remember the first time I saw Mu Chen, the other party was just a fledgling villain emperor, although he had a heavenly appearance, but the future is difficult to say.

But in just a few decades, the hairy boy at the beginning has grown up rapidly at a speed that can be called a demon, and has the strength to fight the world.

He was very glad that he had chosen to be blessed at the most dangerous moment for Mu Chen and the others, otherwise there would not be such a prosperous scene as the Three Academies are now.

In fact, at the beginning, the old fox hesitated, because these boys were so capable of causing trouble, and he was afraid that he would even get into the third courtyard when the time came.

Fortunately, it turned out that his choice was right, although there was a catastrophe in which the academy was almost destroyed, but fortunately it was successfully resolved.

Now the glory and strength of the three institutes is to give back.

The Buddha said that cause and effect may be like this.

Mu Chen noticed the old fox's gaze, as if he had seen through what he was thinking, and smiled faintly.

It's all in plain sight.

Because of the sudden appearance of Mu Chen and the little turtle, the major clans immediately asked people to prepare two more holy seats.

With the entry of the three academies, the race conference was held as scheduled, and all the races were concentrated.

A respected old sage stood on the high platform, first said a nourishing opening sentence, and then listed the exploitation and distribution of unknown areas by various ethnic groups in the past 10,000 years...

Listening to the old saint's speech as if reading from a script, Mu Chen and the others felt bored, the purpose of their coming here was to support the Third Academy and clear the obstacles, now that the task has been successfully completed, the rest is none of his business.

finally managed to get through to the end of Lao Sheng's speech, and Mu Chen immediately stood up: "I'll leave it to you here, I'll get together with my friends." ”

"Good. The old fox nodded, and saw that these people were not interested in these things, so naturally they would not force them to stay.

Then he got up and walked in front of the First Emperor, and the two met their eyes.

"The Emperor of People, do you mind if I get together with my old friends?"

What he was referring to was naturally Yu Wentian, Mo Yan and others, because they came here this time on behalf of the Terran Race with the characteristics of the Imperial City, and it was not easy for them to act without the permission of the Emperor.

"When the old people meet, how can the emperor be unsatisfactory, you go. The First Emperor replied.

Mu Chen looked straight at each other, and spit out two words for a long time: "Thank you." ”

The Human Emperor smiled and heard the deep meaning of Mu Chen's words.

During this process, Mu Chen didn't even glance at the Holy Turner Wang Zaitian behind the First Emperor, and the latter sighed lightly, looking a little lonely.

The former enemy of life and death has now been distanced far away, and the other party is now at a higher level, and the opponent is at a higher level.

After taking Yu Wentian and the others away, he asked the elven saint for Lulu and Xueyi, as well as the ancient beast venerable of the ancient clan. As for other old friends, such as the farmer, the earth bear, and the glaze, they are all loose cultivators, and they left with a wave of their hands.

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Night. Line

A courtyard, flowing water and green mountains, the scenery is pleasant.

The silk bamboo is melodious, the sound of the water is pleasant, and the small lake in the courtyard looks particularly ethereal under the hazy moonlight.

Old friends gathered, everyone was very happy, regardless of Fengyue, there was nothing to ask for, everyone raised a glass and drank together, and the cheers continued.

"Ten directions, suffering and difficulty, how many battles have been fought in ancient times, when will the world be harmless..."The little turtle carried a pot of wine, stood on top of the high wine pile, it drank too much, and began to talk nonsense.

"The immortal is empty, the Tao is empty, the lord hates endlessly, life is like a dream..."

A divine beast with no formal shape, swaying, making people speechless, but the words that could be said made them silent for a while.

From ancient times to the present, what have countless cultivators done, the ultimate goal is to level the burial ground of the ten directions, but who has been able to do it for countless years?

In the face of those places, the immortals are powerless and can only go away, and countless ancient and modern sages have died for this, but the ten directions are still intact.

At the thought of this, everyone fell silent.

Young and carefree, there are people who stand up to the sky when it falls, but as they become stronger a little bit, they have several contacts with the ten parties, and responsibility follows.

Especially this trip to the burial ground, everyone felt that the burden on their bodies was heavier.

Carrying the future of a big world on your back!

A few drunken words from the little turtle made the cheerful atmosphere suddenly heavy.

"I guess a lot of things happened when I went back this time. Mo Yan asked.

"It's hard to say..."Mu Chen was also drunk, he was not old next year, but his eyes were full of antiquity.

The Demon of Evil, the origin of the ten directions, the world catastrophe of three hundred years at the earliest and the latest thousand years... These things are like mountains pressing down.

The others smiled wryly and poured wine into their mouths.

"Brother Qinglong, Sister Vermilion Bird, you don't deserve to die, there is a catastrophe in the world, and the divine beast should be born, but I am the only one left, how can I be suppressed..."

The little turtle cried and laughed, and the alcohol confused its reason, and the truth was revealed, and tears rolled down to tell the story that was buried in the heart.

"Damn Shifang, the demon who kills a thousand knives, the lord and you don't share the sky!"

The little turtle crawled in the wine mountain, tears and desolation, this was the first time it had lost its temper in front of them.

"Do you know, Brother Qinglong has long been a holy king, no worse than the first generation, and he is the most amazing divine beast in ancient times, but he was killed in Tibet prematurely..."The little turtle screamed in pain, and he couldn't accept all this until now.

"It's my fault... If it weren't for the protection of me, the tragedy wouldn't have happened..."

Before he could finish speaking, the little turtle's head hung down completely, and he fell asleep.

Mu Chen's eyes were drunk, looking at the little turtle who was almost drunk, and said quietly: "I have seen the future reflected by the Sansheng Stone..."

This is the secret he has always hidden in his heart, a thorn, the past he least wants to remember.

The shocking tragedy, the tragic death of a friend... It's like a nightmare, and you can't forget it.

"What do you see?" asked Qiu Ting.

After being silent for a long time, he gently spit out a sentence: "The world is destroyed, and they are all dead..."

The expressions of the crowd were stiff and speechless for a long time.

"When the Heavenly Tower reached the top, I saw the first immortal, and he said that the future can be changed, but it takes the power of the ten immortals, so that I can find the former immortal in the red dust and lead the Dao fruit. ”

"What does this mean?" someone asked urgently.

Mu Chen shook his head: "I don't know. ”

Suddenly, the little turtle raised his head suddenly, and said madly: "Lord wants revenge, Lord wants to rebel against the sky! Brother Qinglong said that the immortals in the past have not left at all, they have always been in the world, and the master wants to find the protector, and only the protector can recall the immortals..."

Everyone was shocked, and most of the wine was gone, and they all stared at it.