Feiqing shook his head and said, "don't be so righteous. I'm selfish like Muxi. I don't want to hurt my disciples in exchange for the lives of all the practitioners."

Meng Bo Ran nodded and said, "if you don't master Qing, you will follow your heart. No wonder you can practice so quickly."

These are the heights he can never reach.

Feiqing looked at him and said, "if you practice well with the skills Muxi gave you, there will be great progress in the future."

Meng Boran nodded, looked at feiqing and said, "thank you, elder."

And the practitioners outside are crazy.

Muxi is closed, which means that she will never appear in a few years. People who want to use Muxi to change the situation at this time have no way.

"What shall we do now? Is there no way at all? " Some practitioners began to panic.

The practitioners shook their heads and said, "there's no way, there's no way..."

Despair envelops all people

"Muxi, Muxi, come out!"

But no matter how you shout, you can't shout out admiration at all.

The people around left slowly.

But there are still some people waiting here stubbornly, hoping that Moxi can come out a day earlier.

Year after year.

The number of practitioners around gradually decreased.

More and more religious sects collapsed, and the practitioners became scarce.

While the hopeless practitioners are numbly holding the game rack to fire, many of them have fallen into the valley opening period and have to use spiritual food.

But the spiritual food was not so easy to obtain, and many practitioners even died of hunger.

Another day, all the practitioners were living numbly, but suddenly the situation changed greatly.

Big black clouds shrouded the peaks of Xijun sect.

Everyone seems to be alive.

"To rob, to rob, someone has robbed!" For many years, they can't remember exactly how many years have passed. They just feel that they haven't seen thunder robbery for a long time.

Their eyes looked at the clouds, and they saw that the edge of the black cloud seemed to be covered with golden light.

"This is, what kind of thunder robbery is this?" The monk inquired.

In the end, some people who had seen it said, "this kind of thunder robbery should be in the robbery period."

"It's time to go through the robbery. Isn't it time to fly up The men looked at the man and inquired.

The man shook his head and said, "even if it's now, what's going on, flying up? Let's not talk about robbing thunder. How can we improve our accomplishments now that our aura is thin? "

"But if you can't improve your accomplishments, who are the people who are robbing now?" Some of them don't believe what happened.

"It's Moxi. It must be Moxi. They've been promoted to the stage of disaster!" Some practitioners began to say in shock.

Other practitioners began to worry and said, "originally we couldn't beat Moxi. Now her cultivation has been improved, but our cultivation has been reduced to the end. How can we compete with her?"

After listening to them, many practitioners began to sigh. How could they not take Moxi before? Now how can we talk about eliminating evil?

"I hope Muxi will die in this thunder robbery!" In this way, their idea can be completed.

"But I don't think so." They looked at the thunder in the air and hit it one by one, but they didn't see any change at all.

Forty nine thunders went down, and the cloud slowly dispersed.

"It's been a long time." Some monks exclaimed in surprise.