Chapter 370

The warm sunshine on the ground makes Muyu feel very comfortable.

He had some doubts. Did he come to the wrong place? When he entered the death gate, he was full of ghost. However, after stepping into the death gate, all of a sudden everything changed. There was no cloud and the sun was shining. It was totally different from what he had imagined.

He stood under a green bodhi tree, the shade of the bodhi tree sheltered him, as if he had endless vitality, swinging happily in the wind. Looking into the distance, it is a high mountain, and his location is on a hillside.

Mu Yu caresses the bodhi tree. The bodhi tree is real, not illusory. However, he understood that in the eight trigrams, it is very difficult to distinguish the true from the false. Many arrays will confuse one's senses, and one cannot distinguish reality from illusion only by touch.

The bodhi tree is no stranger to him. When he was in muyoumeng territory, the old tree leader took him to meet muyoumeng's patron saint, that is, the old bodhi tree which has been growing for many years.

"Does this hexagram need to find clues on its own?" Muyu surrounds the bodhi tree without any abnormality. He doesn't want to blend into the bodhi tree because he can't be sure if someone is watching him in the dark.

It was observed secretly, but when he entered the eighth trigram, the two disciples on duty could not find out what was hidden in the eighth trigram.

He looked at the rising sun, which was rising from the East. This should not exist, because according to his calculation, the real time at the moment should be at night.

The sun shining on the bodhi tree makes Bodhi more vigorous. Muyu stepped out of the shadow under the bodhi tree and bathed in the sun.

There were countless ripples in the air, as if someone had smashed a stone on the surface of the calm lake. The surrounding scene suddenly became gloomy, and thousands of ghosts and fog swept towards him. Despair, fear, killing All kinds of negative emotions suddenly surged into my mind, so familiar with the scene, as if Muyu re entered the dead air of the Styx grass!

Muyu has never overcome this emotion in the dead air of the Styx grass. He is almost lost in many terrible phenomena. If the dead wood did not point out his life hole outside and pull him back from the dead world, he would not have gone out at all.

Muyu's body trembled. He saw the dead wood lying under his feet with blood all over his face, struggling with pain on his face, trying to let Muyu save him.

"Help me..."

"Why not save me with endless vitality? Why don't you kill the sky and don't wait, why don't you go to the sky when you kill it, and why do you have to tolerate it? " Asked the dead wood with difficulty.

"I can't kill them. I'm sorry." Mu Yu turned back in a panic. He saw the bodhi tree behind him, and he went back to the bodhi tree.

All the illusions disappeared, the sun was still shining, the mountains were still green in the distance, the sun slowly climbed up the branches, rose higher, and the shadow of the bodhi tree was shrinking.

Muyu sat down under the bodhi tree. He was very sad. He was afraid to see the dead wood struggling in front of him, and he could do nothing. He is so weak that he can't defeat even the sky of the star gate. How can he face the triple palace like a giant?

The bodhi tree is like the last bright harbor in his heart, which can protect him from death. The cool green shade gives Mu Yu a trace of comfort and makes his heart slowly recover.

"Little mouse, what do you see?" Long Teng asked quietly.

Handsome bitter gourd face: "eat chicken legs are maggots, I want to starve to death."

"I saw myself made into an elixir." Long Teng is very unhappy.

Xiao Shuai and Long Teng are also influenced by the eighth trigram. They see the things they fear most.

Muyu knew what he was going to do in this hexagram. He had to face his inner fear. If he could not overcome his fear, he would be trapped under the bodhi tree.

"It's all about it, isn't it?" Muyu clenched his fist and stepped into the sunshine again.

The air rippled again, and the darkness came. Tian Buwei stands in front of Muyu and smiles gently. His smile is so sunny that people can't have a trace of antipathy. However, in Mu Yu's eyes, he is like a devil's smile.

"He's important to you, isn't he?" Tianbu Bu Bu's foot stepped on the dead wood's chest. The dead wood was dying, and his whole body was covered with blood. He tried hard to open his eyes and vomited two words to Mu Yu: "help me..."

Muyu's whole body trembled. He knew it was an illusion. He told himself to calm down! His eyes crossed tianbudai, and there was a door not far behind him.

Is that the exit?

Yuyu went to the exit of the wood.

"Are you really not going to save him?" The day does not wait for the sword in the hand to huff and puff the cold killing opportunity, but his smile is still so warm.

Muyu can't help but take a look at the dead wood, and Tianbu's sword has already stabbed at the dead wood's throat.

"No!" Muyu roared angrily. He closed his eyes, but he still saw the scene of blood gushing from the dead wood throat in his mind. It is not that he can solve this problem by closing his eyes here! He knew it was fake, but it was still hard for him to accept it. He wanted to take revenge for the dead wood, but he couldn't!He had come to the door. He knew that as long as he went through the door, all illusions would disappear, and he would pass through the hexagram!

His hatred of the day has reached the point of hard unforgettable. His eyes are red, but he can't stay. He opens the door and rushes in!

He looked at everything in front of him. The bodhi tree was still swaying vigorously. The sun was warm on the earth. It was higher than before, and the shadow of the bodhi tree was smaller and smaller.

He's back to where he was!

The door did not take him through the eighth trigram, but brought him back to the bodhi tree.

Why is this?

Muyu's mood is very bad, full of anger in his heart, his mind is full of dead wood to his rescue scene. However, under the anger is a deep sense of powerlessness, he is so weak that everyone can easily crush him.

"Oh, my God! I will kill you Muyu's voice changed completely. The voice was no longer vigorous, but deep and hoarse, like the resentment soul under the nine secluded places.

The bodhi tree swayed gently behind him, and a few leaves fell slightly on the shoulder of the wooden feather. The sun in the sky rises higher, and the shadow under the bodhi tree continues to shrink.

He plucked up his courage and stepped into the sunshine for a third time.

The ripples spread and darkness fell. Tianbuwai's gentle smile is so lifelike in front of Muyu. Muyu can't help tearing up his disgusting smile!

"You are afraid of me, you are right to be afraid of me, because you also know that you can never defeat me." The words of God do not wait are so kind, just like telling a simple truth to my brother.

However, Muyu's shadow sword has already come out of its sheath, and the shadow of wanzhang sword is mixed with the murderous spirit and splits into the sky. The day did not wait to pick up the collar of the dead wood, the dead wood in front of their own body.

"Do you have the heart to do it?" The voice of God is polite.

Fen Ying Jian stopped at an inch away from the dead wood's forehead. A hair of the dead wood was cut off by the sword's spirit and floated in the air. Muyu's face is twisted. He can't do it. He can't do it to his father.

"Help me..." The dead wood opened his eyes and said weakly.

Muyu's body is full of blue veins. He wants to kill tianbudai, but the dead wood is taken as a hostage by tianbudai. Although he knows that all this is fake, he still doesn't want to start.

"Don't you dare to have a fair fight with me?" The wooden feather trembled.

Tianbudai began to laugh, as if he had heard a very funny joke. He threw the dead wood out and suddenly disappeared in front of him. Then the voice of tianbudai appeared in the right ear of Muyu: "can you beat me if I fight with you?"

Mu Yu turns his head and meets Tianbu's gentle smile. His intention to kill is awe inspiring, and his shadow sword has already swept away. However, the sky does not wait to just stretch out two fingers, so there is no fancy to clamp wooden feather's sword. Muyu wants to take back the sword, but the sword is firmly clamped and motionless.

"Why are you so weak to fight me?" The sky does not wait for lightly to clap a palm, imprinted on the chest of wooden feather.

Like a mountain bumping into Muyu, Muyu's whole body is suddenly knocked out. His internal organs and six internal organs have been displaced, his chest ribs are completely broken, and blood is sprayed from his mouth. He falls on the ground in confusion, and he has no strength to climb up.

The harm that the day does not wait to him actually exists!

"Ask me for mercy, and I won't kill you." The sky does not wait to squat in front of Mu Yu with a smile, and then reaches out a finger and raises Mu Yu's chin.

Muyu breathed heavily, his body gushed out endless dead gas, wrapped up the injured muscles and veins, repairing his wounds. He clenched his teeth, but that slap hurt him so much that he had no strength to resist.

He stood up, grabbed Muyu's collar and picked him up: "now your shelter has not disappeared. I can't kill you. I want you to see how strong I am, how unstoppable, and let you die slowly in despair and powerlessness. You are a weak person. You should stay under your bodhi tree! Be a shrinking turtle and don't come out again. "

The sky does not wait to clap a palm again, the wooden feather is like a broken kite general, heavily fell out, fell into the shadow of the bodhi tree. The sun was shining again, the sun had risen to the sky, and the shadow of the bodhi tree shrank to a size that could only allow the feather to lie down.

Muyu was seriously injured, and the pain came, which scattered his anger and blurred his consciousness.

"I will kill you." Muyu mumbled out these words before he was in a coma. He was badly hurt, and at the same time he understood what this divination was.

This hexagram is a test of life and death. If you can't stand it, there is only one way to die, unless someone comes to rescue it.

However, Mu Yu just chose a way of breaking the hexagram, which was not a brilliant way to break into the eighth trigram. Unlike those quasi congenitally disciples who rely on their real strength to break through the first seven trigrams and challenge the eighth trigrams, the quasi congenitally disciples will be valued by the senior leaders of the array sect, but he will not.Over the years, many of the founder of the array chose the way of breaking the divination after breaking through the three passes. All of them died in their fear hands. The senior leaders of the clan will not always pay attention to what happened at the gate of the array. They will only appear when someone breaks through the six trigrams.

Breaking through the seven trigrams and killing the dead are two different concepts. No one will save him!

There is no shortage of disciples of the day after tomorrow!

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