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 quickly, 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, the man in white clothes that beats 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 fairy, without Xiang Yuhuangfu and Liu Qing, there would be no you who could turn the tide for me. I haven’t seen you for a long time - you among the other three people in the old fairy’s storytelling office!

The white-clothed monk was as fast as lightning, and Wang Lu was striding like a meteor. The two of them flew through the Four Beasts City like a deserted land at the 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 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 frightening 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 men came out of the city and rushed into the distant mountains 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 West 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 fortunate to be able to work with five of my fellow cultivators. The old immortal sat down in Yingcheng, South China Sea to hear 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, "Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. .

"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 a hundred miles suddenly spurted out blue 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 with a flick of his finger, 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 of them 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 Red Realm's courageous advance, and the shortest spatial node in the inner realm from Biyang, are all the world-class problems that the Tyrant has carefully designed. It is incredible that he can descend to Biyang.

Moreover, he guessed that perhaps it was because of his advance that Mao Ju did not step into the Emperor's Pagoda, which was full of temptations.

I believe that with his ability, he can descend to the sixth floor smoothly.

Alas, it's a pity that he missed the endless cycle of the first floor, the boundless blood ghosts of the second floor, the ladder to the sky of the third floor, the absolute fortune of the fourth floor, the weird black monsters of the fifth floor, and the life and death line of the sixth floor.

Wang Lu couldn't help but feel a strong sense of sadness and self-blame.

He sighed deeply and told Mao Ju everything about the Emperor's Pagoda except the resurgence of the ghost king and the Tyrant. Mao Ju was amazed and yearned for it.

When he talked about the invisible reduction of life span, Mao Ju also had a deep understanding. The two of them confirmed each other and concluded the difference between the inside and outside of the tower.

Entering the pagoda, thirty years of life are cut off every day, and ten years outside the pagoda. Even so, Mao Ju was deprived of fifty years.

He could have taken away the fortune, but he held back for his own sake. An indescribable guilt lingered in Wang Lu's heart.

Mao Ju saw the slightest sign and immediately changed the subject, saying with a smile that Qi Ren's temper was as stubborn as a bull. In the last half hour, the six-star arched moon blade rushed towards the pagoda like crazy. He persuaded them, and with the mysterious induction established between the two of them, and Qi Ren's own extraordinary spirituality, he begged and pleaded to take them away.

Wang Lu was moved again when he heard this. He was not only grateful to Mao Ju, but also deeply loved Qi Ren.