EBE Chapter 893 Mao Ju
Chapter 893 Mao Ju
When Wang Lu walked down from the teleportation array of the City Lord's Mansion, he looked around casually in confusion, as if someone had glanced at him lightly, and a mysterious feeling arose spontaneously.
When he found it, it disappeared in an instant, and he could not capture it even with his powerful spiritual consciousness.
You know, he once again used "Deep Hidden" to change into an unfamiliar face.
At this time, he was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He was dressed in black, with a thin figure and a gloomy face. He gave off an attitude that made him unfriendly to strangers. Many monks saw his fierce look and quickly moved away. Dare to get close.
Who is it, and that kind of mysterious and mysterious feeling makes him feel more intimate, which is so strange.
When he was thinking rapidly, Wang Lu suddenly showed an inexplicable surprise, and then his whole body was shaken, and his face was full of disbelief.
"Hahahahahaha..."
In an instant, an ecstasy of joy burst out from the sky, and disappeared with a "bang" in the eyes of countless people who were confused and surprised.
When his ecstatic and earth-shaking laughter spread out in all directions, people looked at each other in confusion. At the same time, a look of shock appeared in disbelief: "Who can have such speed?" What's more, some people had such big mouths that they could After stuffing a pear, I was stunned on the spot, which was unimaginable.
In an instant, Wang Lu performed "Across the Clouds" to the extreme: like lightning, like light, as fast as thunder, and fleeting light.
Why was he not happy, why was he not anxious, why was he not crazy, why was he not moved to tears!
Yes, it’s you, it’s you, my baby, the Six-Star Gongyue Blade!
The man in front of him, the man in white clothes beat the snow, the man who flashed away in Xiongguan City in the Northern Territory of Northern Territory, the man who swatted away the red thunder beads with one hand.
It's you, it's you, I finally know why you follow the emperor's legacy all the way. It has been predestined by cause and effect, it is all God's will.
Yes, without the old immortal, without Xiang Yuhuangfu and Liu Qing, there would be no you who could turn the tide for me. That long time no see - you among the other three in the old immortal's storytelling office!
The white-clothed monks were as fast as lightning, and Wang Lu was striding like a meteor. The two of them flew through the Four Beasts City like an uninhabited land at their second top speed, which was much faster than a breath of a thousand feet.
Although the city was full of people, walking shoulder to shoulder, the two of them were as nimble as ghosts, as thin as paper figures, and like antelopes hanging their horns without leaving a trace, leaving no trace on their bodies. It was wonderful.
Many people were completely unaware that someone was floating past them silently, and everything was as usual.
Wang Lu and the two men acted in a frightened and crazy manner, and the Four Beasts City was instantly shaken. The cheers and fiery cheers of the mountains and tsunamis suddenly erupted, shaking the sky and the earth.
For those with high cultivation, the explosive speed of the two people immediately guided them to a bright road; for those with low cultivation, they are firmly looking forward to it. One day, they will be as silent as them and become a blockbuster.
Everyone shouted enthusiastically, full of pride, and the momentum was earth-shattering.
Wang Lu was extremely excited and moved.
Soon, the two of them came out of the city and rushed into the mountains in the distance like two sharp arrows.
Before a stick of incense arrived, the monk in white stopped. Naturally, Wang Lu would not stop.
Although he had never met each other before, he didn't even see what the other person looked like. Just like Xiang Yu who was familiar with him back then, he laughed heartily and put his arm around the monk's shoulders.
Wang Lu's eyes turned red and he said, "Brother, my name is Wang Lu. I come from the Dream Sect of the Western Desert. It's been a long time. I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
The monk in white patted his shoulder with emotion and replied: "My name is Mao Ju. I am a casual cultivator at Luoze Lake in the Qin Kingdom in the Eastern Wasteland. I met a traveling master and entered the world of immortality. I am lucky enough to be able to work with five of my peers. The old immortal sat down in Yingcheng, South China Sea and listened to the Tao. He met Brother Wang by chance thirty years ago and followed him all the way to the Emperor's Pagoda."
Hearing this, Wang Lu felt a surge of indescribable gratitude, and a soft part of his heart suddenly opened.
He sighed endlessly, even though he had never met, he had such a friend, what more could he ask for!
Wang Lu held his hand and said solemnly: "Thank you."
"Haha, you and I are both human beings, so why bother showing off? Come and see your babies."
Mao Ju smiled and waved one hand, "Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. .
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Qi Ren seemed to understand that without Mao Ju, he would never meet Wang Lu. One after another, huge and gorgeous jasper fireworks shot straight into the sky, exploded, and the sky with a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly spurted out with green light, and there were many strange phenomena.
They seemed to be thanking Mao Ju for his kindness and kindness, and at the same time, they seemed to announce their return to the world.
Colorful, dazzling and enthusiastic.
Mao Ju couldn't help but admire: "Brother Wang's blade is so spiritual!"
"Hahahaha, if it weren't for Brother Ju's contribution, where would the Xianghui be today! I, Wang Lu, am not a noble person. No matter now or in the future, if Brother Ju just says a word, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Wang Lu said solemnly, and then with a thought, the seven blades disappeared and were swallowed by the little Yuanying.
"Okay, Brother Wang's words are enough."
Mao Ju's eyes shot out a ball of thunder and lightning, and he blurted out, decisively and calmly.
The two randomly found a cave, sat cross-legged, and talked.
Wang Lu understood that Mao Ju was following closely without knowing anything about the emperor's legacy. He knew how difficult and what the inner and outer realms in the legacy meant. Needless to say, the other party was definitely A first-class outstanding person.
The courage to move forward in the red world and the shortest space node in Biyang in the inner world are all unique problems carefully designed by the Overlord. His ability to come to Biyang is an incredible thing in itself.
Furthermore, he guessed that perhaps it was his first step that prevented Mao Ju from stepping into the alluring Emperor's Pagoda.
I believe that with his ability, he can successfully descend to the sixth level.
Alas, what a pity, the endless cycle on the first level, the boundless vampires on the second level, the ladder to the sky on the third level, the absolute creation on the fourth level, the weird black monster on the fifth level, and the thin line between life and death on the sixth level. , he missed them all one by one.
Wang Lu couldn't help but feel intense sadness and self-blame.
He sighed deeply and told everything about the Emperor Pagoda except the ghost king and the resurgence of the overlord. He heard Mao Ju's splendor and yearning for the gods.
When he talked about the fact that his life span was invisibly shortened, Mao Ju also had a deep understanding of it. The two of them confirmed the difference between the inside and outside of the tower.
Entering the pagoda, thirty years of life were lost every day, and ten years were lost outside the pagoda. Even so, Mao Ju was deprived of fifty years.
He could obviously seize the fortune, but he held it back for his own sake. An indescribable guilt lingered in Wang Lu's heart.
Seeing that he was slightly aware of it, Mao Ju immediately changed the subject and said with a smile, saying that Qi Ren's temper was as stubborn as a cow. In the last half hour, Six Star Gong Yue Ren rushed towards the pagoda like crazy. He could say whatever he wanted, Coupled with the mysterious connection between the two of them and the extraordinary spirituality of the Seven Blades themselves, I begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother to take them away.
When Wang Lu heard this, he was moved again, not only by his gratitude to Mao Ju, but also by his deep love for Qi Ren.