Chapter 474 The Most Complicated Thing in the World Is the Human Heart After All (1/3)

Chapter 474 The most complicated thing in the world is the heart after all (13)

The dilapidated palace crumbled under the impact of the giant wolf.

Before the palace, two figures stood side by side.

Holding a rotten wooden staff was the one who gave Han Muye a grass whip last time, the master of the wooden temple wearing a long green dress, and the golden wolf demon god in black battle armor and the devil wolf howling to the sky on his shoulder armor.

The long spear pierced out of the hands of the Golden Wolf Demon God, with a little cold light, and the wooden staff of the wooden shrine master had a blue-gray halo. Every time it fell, several blue-colored giant wooden shadows flew out, knocking out ten meters away.

The spear of the Golden Wolf Demon sent the golden wolf flying, and the golden wolf hit by the giant wooden phantom let out a miserable howl, and his body fell.

At this time, the two of them made all-out efforts, and they could only hold back the Golden Wolf who was attacking.

"Don't let them disturb the Wood God!" The Lord of the Wood God Temple shouted, and the wooden staff flew out of his hand and went into the hall.

"Pongpong-"

Several golden wolf figures flew out from the gap in the hall.

But the Lord of the Wooden Temple, who did not have a wooden staff in his hand, suddenly dropped in combat power, and a golden wolf flew up, tearing her sleeves with one claw.

"Go away." The Golden Wolf Demon God shouted lowly, raised his hand and punched the Golden Wolf into the air.

More golden wolves flew over.

"Everyone, please get out of here!" The Golden Wolf Demon God shouted angrily, a golden aura flashed from his body, and a blood-colored halo flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, why bother." In the void, a voice sounded.

A young man in cyan armor appeared.

As soon as this young man appeared, all the golden wolves stopped.

This scene made the Golden Wolf Demon God look stunned and his eyes narrowed.

"Brother, you saw it."

"Now I am the god of the Golden Wolf clan."

"There can only be one wolf king, and this rule is still set by you."

The young man had a smile on his face, but his expression was slowly gloomy: "It's impossible for my golden wolf clan to need a wolf king with a soft head, right?"

The Golden Wolf Demon God glared, but did not speak.

He looked around, the breath on his body was slowly dignified.

"Mu Xue, tell Mu Shen that Zhu Teng can't protect him anymore." The Golden Wolf Demon God whispered softly, turned his head slightly, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

The Lord of the Wooden Temple nodded, with a trace of bitterness on his face.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have sent the straw whip out."

Hearing his words, the Golden Wolf Demon God shook his head and grinned: "Mu Xue, you haven't seen it clearly, even if there is a grass whip, today is a dead end."

"Little Zhu Qiu'an, he is not qualified and has no courage to come to the Wooden Temple."

"With his nature, his mind has long been lost."

Indeed, at this time, Zhu Qiu'an did not look lost at all.

Hearing the words of the Golden Wolf Demon God, Zhu Qiu'an laughed and raised an ice-cold sword in his hand.

"It's my eldest brother who knows me best."

"I came today to serve—"

Having said this, he snorted coldly, and slashed his long sword.

The other golden wolves also rushed towards the golden wolf demon.

The Golden Wolf Demon God roared loudly, transformed into a giant wolf of ten feet, smashed the golden wolf around him with one palm, then flew away and slammed into Zhu Qiu'an.

"boom--"

Zhu Qiu'an was hit with his long sword, but Zhu Qiu'an was not afraid, but laughed.

Those golden wolves also surrounded the ten-zhang giant wolf and did not go forward.

The giant wolf roared wildly, and the breath on his body began to be messy.

Here is the embankment.

The messy force in the dam is the biggest pressure obstacle for all living beings.

"The adults said it well, you really can't hold on anymore."

Zhu Qiu'an chuckled, his eyes turned to the collapsed hall ahead.

"Wood God, it should be called Mushen."

"At that time, he was responsible for shepherding thousands of exotic beasts and beasts, and was in charge of the power of plants and animals in the world."

"Today I want to see if this almighty is still alive, or has fallen."

Zhu Qiu'an raised his feet and walked forward.

A head of golden wolves made their way in front of him.

The golden wolf demon roared, knocked away the golden wolves around him, and rammed towards Zhu Qiu'an.

Zhu Qiu'an shook his head, and an icy halo fell from his hand, covering the Golden Wolf Demon God.

"Frost Ring!"

The owner of the wooden temple standing in front of the stone steps whispered.

Looking at the frozen ten-zhang giant wolf, Zhu Qiu'an smiled and looked at the jade-colored ring on his fingers.

"Sure enough, it is a fairy treasure, and even a demon god comparable to Tianzun can freeze."

"My lord really didn't deceive me."

He raised his hand, and his fingers slowly pointed to the Lord of the Wooden Temple in front of the stone steps.

"Mu Xue, I know, he was known as the first kind shepherd under the Shepherd's Throne."

"Unfortunately, kindness has nothing to do with cultivation."

The cyan streamer flew away and hit the front.

There was a trace of miserable color on Mu Xue's face, and he stepped out and slammed into the frost.

In the void, a spiritual thought suddenly remembered.

"Boy, let's go."

The voice came to everyone's ears.

But Han Muye knew that it was for him.

The voice sounded, and his figure had already landed in front of Mu Xue, and he punched out.

"boom--"

The cold light was shattered by a punch.

The scattered ice crystals flew and fell on the surrounding golden wolves, freezing the bodies of these golden wolves.

The power from this treasure in Zhu Qiu'an's hands is extremely strong.

Seeing the ice-cold streamer being shattered, Zhu Qiu'an was still a little dazed.

"How is it possible, how can the power of this Frost Ring stop..."

He looked at his palm.

Han Muye ignored him, raised his hand and punched out.

The golden streamer hit the Golden Wolf Demon God.

"boom--"

The icy cold shattered, and the thunder light shone.

The ice crystals on the Golden Wolf Demon God were broken, and the thunder light also made his soul awake, and the blood in his eyes dissipated.

"What a powerful space control power."

The Golden Wolf Demon God looked at Han Muye and said solemnly, "I didn't expect you to control the power of space after not seeing you for decades. Your combat power is so tyrannical."

Back then, when Han Muye came to the Wooden Temple, he was cautious when he left.

At this time, there is no fear anymore.

Whether it was the Golden Wolf Demon God or Mu Xue behind him, there was no threat in front of him.

This is the self-confidence after self-improvement.

Only strength is the greatest support for practitioners.

"The power of space? No wonder..." Zhu Qiu'an finally reacted and looked at Han Muye with a dignified expression on his face.

Those who can control the power of space are the real powerhouses.

At least he doesn't have that ability.

"Boy, the shepherd is old, you and I follow the adults."

"The lord is about to sweep the dam and break the barrier of the world here, and the glory of the divine court will soon shine on the world again."

Zhu Qiu'an's words were full of fanaticism, and his own face was also full of fanatical expressions.

This frenzy affected the surrounding golden wolves, and all the golden wolves roared loudly.

Han Muye shook his head.

Even if there is no call from the voice of the Wood God just now, he will still take action.

The grass whip gave him too much help.

What's more, he came this time to see the Wood God.

Or, the Faun.

"roll--"

The Golden Wolf Demon God let out a low drink, and his body was transformed into a black armored warrior again, and he slammed down with a punch.

Zhu Qiu'an raised his hand to block it, and flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Hmph, your lord is coming, you can't escape." Zhu Qiu'an didn't turn around, but with the power of this punch, he turned around and flew away.

Those golden wolves also hissed, and then backed away.

Before the wooden temple, only a mess was left.

The puppet guards of those wooden temples have all shattered, and several other guardians have also fallen.

A trace of sadness flashed across Mu Xue's face, looking around.

"Let's go, the wood god wants you to see him." Suddenly, she was slightly shocked and looked up at Han Muye.

The Golden Wolf Demon God on the side also raised his head.

Han Muye nodded and strode into the palace.

Dilapidated and dilapidated palace.

"Will he be the one that the shepherd is waiting for?" The Golden Wolf Demon God looked at Han Muye's back and said in a low voice.

Mu Xue shook her head and squatted in front of the stone steps, a look of loneliness on her face.

"do not know……"

"I don't know how long we have to wait."

...

There is darkness in the hall.

The surrounding wooden structures have decayed, leaving only the bluestone framework.

The further you go, the more you can see the dead branches scattered on the ground.

On the stone platform in front, there is a tall tree, the tree is withered, and a golden spear is stuck in the trunk.

Han Muye stood a hundred feet away from the tree.

"Boy, how is Wenqu now?" A phantom appeared in front of the tree.

White beard and white robe, hands folded in sleeves.

Although it is only a phantom, this old man still has a power that makes people want to bow down and bow down.

This is the majesty accumulated over countless thousands of years.

This is the unique charm of Da Neng.

Or call it luck.

Such power, every word and deed, is connected to one world.

What they do and think is the world's luck.

And all creatures fluctuate in this tide.

Some people emerge as the times require, and some people fall against the sky.

Han Muye had a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

Today's him, to those great powers who control the world, is just a jumping ant, a little thing that defies the sky.

He is earning his life and changing his luck.

"Senior, I don't know Wenqu is—"

When the words came to this, he paused: "Senior is talking about words and expressions?"

"Hehe, Wen Mo Sheng?" The old man nodded and chuckled, "That's him."

Wen Mosheng is Wenqu?

The great priest who controlled the world's official affairs and helped the emperor to manage thousands of officials in the divine court?

When Wen Mosheng was the Prime Minister of Tianxuan, he was able to rule the world in an understatement. So he had experience long ago?

No wonder Wen Xiang was able to suppress Tianxuan Wannian.

"I haven't been able to retreat since I was seriously injured, and I don't know what's going on outside. Can you tell me?"

The wood god had a kind expression on his face and spoke in a low voice.

Han Muye nodded and briefly described the events outside the dam.

Han Muye didn't believe in the God of Wood, so he didn't know anything about the outside world.

Countless practitioners who walk through the dam will always bring various messages.

The wood god asked himself for information from the outside, just to understand his own position.

Han Muye was also calm, and told everything about Daozheng and things other than Daozheng.

Including the three-day battle on Xianyuan, and the possible restart of Shengxiantai.

There was a trace of complexity on Mu Shen's face, he shook his head, and sighed softly.

"Actually, when we closed the town and ascended to Xiantai, we knew that there would be a day when we would reopen..."

Seeing that Han Muye looked up at him, the wood god raised his hand to put his hand on his chest, and said softly, "People's hearts."

"The most complicated thing in the world is the human heart after all."

The human heart is the most complicated, Han Muye knew this for a long time.

Even those great powers can't match the wild hopes in their hearts.

In the past, we were able to work together to seal Shengxiantai, and we can also work together to open Shengxiantai in the future.

What remains the same is their great powers, but what has changed is their hearts.

"Boy, there are some things that your cultivation base is not able to participate in." The wood god looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Although I participated in it back then, now I am powerless."

The wood god looked back at the big tree and the long spear nailed to the big tree, and shook his head: "My body has already been fundamentally injured by this fairy treasure spear, and I can only recover slowly by falling asleep."

"If it wasn't for hiding in this dam, I'm afraid I would have been dug up long ago."

There was a glimmer of light in Mushen's eyes, and he whispered: "Now, I'm afraid I can't sleep peacefully."

The Golden Wolf was besieging the Wooden Temple, and it was impossible to say that there was no great commander behind it.

As for who is behind the great power, the wood god does not know.

Han Muye and Mushen not only talked about the place where the ancient gods fell and the ancient cloud galaxy, but also talked a lot about the past of the gods.

Many of the secrets that Han Muye didn't know before were now told, which made him feel like he could see the sun through the clouds.

Back then, in the court of God, everyone was in danger and the emperor was oppressed, which eventually led to the rebellion of the Quartet.

"It's still human."

"When people are in chaos, the team is not easy to lead."

"The emperor always feels that the immortal world is suppressed, and no one dares to move."

"He doesn't know, once a cultivator has an idea in his heart, he can't suppress it." The wood god's words revealed absolute determination.

Back then, he was also the one who couldn't hold back.

The fear of ascending to the Immortal Realm, the disappointment of the Divine Court, and the rebelliousness born from the fear of the Divine Emperor.

Everything gathered together, and eventually became a towering tree, overturned the divine court that had suppressed the world for countless thousands of years, and sealed Shengxiantai.

"Then, what if the cultivator loses his ordinary thoughts?" Han Muye suddenly spoke up when his heart moved.

Hualing Pond!

The immortal world corresponds to the ascended cultivator, and there is a spiritual pool.

In the Spirit Transformation Pond, is it spiritual energy, or spirituality?

Hearing his words, the wood god pondered for a moment and whispered, "I don't know either."

"Back then, the god emperor inadvertently said that when he went to the immortal world, he would no longer be nostalgic for this world."

"It is also this sentence that made us firm in our determination to overthrow the court of God."

When you go to the fairy world, you will no longer miss this world.

Han Muye didn't know what other people were like, he felt that he still had a lot of concerns.

Mu Wan, the people from Jiuxuan Mountain's Sword Pavilion, Huang Zhihu, Huang Laoliu, and many other people who made friends in the imperial city.

If birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, he may cherish it, but if he is asked to forget it directly, he cannot do it.

What if the Spirit Transformation Pond was to dissolve all these obsessions?

Han Muye was silent for a while.

"Boy, are you here to ask me this?" Mushen laughed and said, "I'm afraid this place is no longer safe, and I'm going to leave."

The golden wolf was besieged, and the dyke also had a storm.

Han Muye raised his head and looked at the spear stuck in the dead tree.

"Hehe, do you want this spear?" Mushen shook his head and sighed softly, "If you can really pull out this spear, I'd like to thank you."

"This spear has consumed 80% of my strength."

"The power of the fairy world is really terrifying."

Han Muye stood up and walked towards the dead tree.

In the eyes of the wood god, there is a bright light.

Han Muye walked in front of the big tree, raised his hand, and held the handle of the spear.