Chapter 126: 6 wheel chapters; Wei Yi’s heartbreak; marriage between divine silkworms?

Chapter 126: 6 wheel chapters; Wei Yi’s heartbreak; marriage between divine silkworms?

Chapter 126: Six Paths of Reincarnation; Wei Yi’s grief; Marriage between the Divine Silkworms?

"I have a method that I hope will be useful to you."

Wei Yi just looked at Mu Wushuang with a smile, and then Mu Wushuang could see in his eyes that there were figures dancing a kind of boxing technique, and there was also a sound of reincarnation that could be heard faintly.

Mu Wushuang said nothing as his body began to glow automatically, becoming brighter and brighter. His powerful aura and an invincible will that looked down upon everything in the world made all the wild beasts lie prone on the ground, not daring to move at all.

Slowly, Mu Wushuang also began to swing his fists. As his fists danced, indescribable power of reincarnation suddenly began to emanate from his body.

That kind of mysterious force seemed to have been transmitted from ancient times across time and space, and it was extremely terrifying.

Ye Fan on the opposite side felt like he was facing an unreachable mountain, and he seemed to recognize Mu Wushuang's boxing style.

Six Paths of Samsara Fist!
"boom!"

After Mu Wushuang danced for a few breaths, six ancient worlds appeared above his fists and flowed there.

The Six Paths Wheel, six great worlds were opened up, and the endless power of reincarnation surged and flooded the heaven and earth.

Then, the creepy sound of reincarnation rang out, hazy and vague, but piercing straight through the heart and soul, as if sending people to reincarnation.

At this moment, Ye Fan felt that his soul was completely confused, as if he was thrown into an endless wheel and falling at a high speed.

It was too horrifying. Just the power of the fist caused his body and soul to separate and he had to reincarnate.

Jiang Taixu discovered Ye Fan's condition and immediately isolated the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist intent, pulling him back from the brink of death.

"Your realm is still at the fourth level. Close your eyes and don't watch that kind of boxing."

Jiang Taixu's voice rang in Ye Fan's ears, causing him to feel a sense of urgency.

He still remembered that when they first met, although Mu Wushuang was very powerful at that time, he was still able to catch up with him.

When they met again later, he seemed unable to even see Mu Wushuang's back.

Now, several years have passed, he has broken through the four extremes and achieved minor success in the holy body, and is considered an absolute young prodigy in the Eastern Wilderness.

But he is not even qualified to face Mu Wushuang's fist intent. Is the gap between them so big?

But it seems to be that big.

He broke through the Four Extremes Secret Realm and achieved minor success in his Saintly Body. Now, he only has the strength of the second level of the Four Extremes.

But Mu Wushuang has already reached the realm of the second-level immortal, enough to be on par with or even surpass the holy masters of the holy places. He is one of the strongest people in the Eastern Wilderness today.

While Ye Fan was daydreaming, Wei Yi on the other side was also somewhat shocked by Mu Wushuang's terrifying understanding.

This style of boxing has been a supreme style of boxing famous throughout the universe since ancient times. A person with a great saintly body can challenge the emperor with this style of boxing. It is definitely not inferior to the forbidden secret techniques in the emperor's scriptures.

Now, Mu Wushuang has almost achieved some success in boxing after only practicing for the first time, and can even use his boxing to deduce the six realms of reincarnation.

Moreover, there was a hint of good fortune in his boxing skills. It turned out that even though he had overestimated Mu Wushuang enough, he still underestimated him.

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Wushuang stopped swinging his fists, and the thick secret power of reincarnation between heaven and earth disappeared. The six huge worlds suddenly collapsed, and everything returned to calm.

"Thank you, senior, for teaching me the Dharma."

After retracting his fist, Mu Wushuang bowed towards Wei Yi and said.

"This is your fate, no need to thank me."

A smile appeared on Wei Yi's face, and then he soon froze. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had smiled like this since that day six thousand years ago.

"Senior, the lost cannot be undone, please accept my condolences."

Mu Wushuang said softly.

If Mu Wushuang did not know the true identity and fighting ability of the old man in front of him, he would definitely regard him as a lonely and helpless old man.

Mu Wushuang had never experienced the feeling of loss personally, so naturally he could not empathize with the old madman's feelings. However, he knew that the feeling of loss was very painful.

Wei Yi lived for more than six thousand years, and that kind of grief still accompanies him. One can imagine how painful and desperate he was at that time.

Wei Yi didn't say anything. He just stared blankly in the direction of the abyss of the ancient forbidden land, unable to stop crying.

In the distance, the sun is setting, and a red sun is about to set, filled with bloody light.

Wei Yi looked at the bloody setting sun and suddenly spoke.

"They are all dead. The setting sun is like blood, the sky is withering, and everyone is dead."

His tone was filled with grief, and I could smell the tears and hear the sadness.

Mu Wushuang, who was standing aside, was also feeling a little shaken.

What kind of great sorrow could haunt Wei Yi for thousands of years and be so unforgettable?

Perhaps, compared to that crazy old lunatic, Wei Yi's heart was the most bitter. He was the youngest of the three chosen heroes, and the sect that raised him was destroyed in one day;
The senior brothers and sisters who treated him like family fell into a forbidden area and became living dead;

A madman for six thousand years.

He is the only one who has been guarding the dilapidated Tianxuan Stone Archway for six thousand years without ever leaving. How could anyone know the pain in his heart?
"Senior, three hundred years later, I will take you to that place to find the old friend Tianxuan. Please take care of yourself."

"Hahaha, you are thoughtful."

Wei Yi laughed heartily, with Mu Wushuang's promise echoing in his ears. Looking at Mu Wushuang's childish face, for the first time in all these years, his heart, which had been like a dead tree, was illuminated by a ray of light.

"However, you should take care of yourself. Compared with the universe, Tianxuan is as light as a feather."

"Come on, I'm waiting for the day when you can prove your truth and become emperor."

After saying that, Wei Yi's figure disappeared from the spot, and he returned to the dilapidated Tianxuan Stone Archway and just guarded it.

In response, Mu Wushuang didn't say anything else. It would be meaningless to say more before he had enough strength.

At the same time, Jiang Taixu also took Ye Fan and said goodbye to Gai Jiuyou and Mu Wushuang and left.

At this time, Mu Wushuang stepped forward and looked at Gai Jiuyou over there, bowed and said:

"Senior, if you want to go into seclusion, please take this Qilin magic medicine with you."

Gai Jiuyou interrupted Mu Wushuang with a smile and said:
"Don't worry about retreating now. Wait until you break through the Dao of Slashing. Anyway, it has been delayed for so many years, there is no need to rush now. As for the Qilin Divine Medicine, you can keep it. How can an old man like me take advantage of you?"

This time with the supreme origin of the Immortal Taoist, he can peek into the Tao and Law of the ancient gods. Although it is impossible to return to the peak state, Gai Jiuyou is confident that he can recover most of it.

But for a cultivator of his level, the effect of such a magical medicine that has just borne fruit is very limited. It would be better to let Mu Wushuang take it with him, just in case.

After all, he will be in seclusion soon, and it will be difficult for him to keep an eye on Mu Wushuang all the time.

"Okay, let's go. When you break through the slashing path, you can send me a message in advance."

Based on his observations of Mu Wushuang during this period, Gai Jiuyou felt that Mu Wushuang's Heavenly Tribulation would probably cause quite a stir. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he could not undergo the tribulation so openly on Beidou.

"And I."

At this time, the Princess of the Divine Silkworm suddenly stepped forward and signaled to Mu Wushuang that he could also send her a message when he was killing Dao.

But just as she finished speaking, she felt a tremendous pressure coming over her heart, and even the Divine Silkworm Battle Suit on her body seemed to squeak.

She knew that it was her words that aroused the suspicion of Gai Jiuyou, the forbidden master of the human race, so she quickly added:
"You saved my life. We in Shencanling are not an ungrateful tribe."

Afterwards, in her torment, the tremendous pressure slowly subsided, but an old voice sounded in her ears, causing a light cold sweat to appear on her smooth forehead.

Mu Wushuang had guessed something about all this, but he didn't say much. After all, Gai Jiuyou had good intentions, and it would be good to warn the Princess of the Divine Silkworm.

You have to know that reality is not a novel. Although he has a lot of life-saving methods, it is definitely not wrong to be careful when facing the Sage King and the Divine Silkworm Princess.

At this moment, on the hill, the rising east sun shines between heaven and earth, so brilliant and peaceful, so divine and holy, as if the morning dew of the fairyland is surging, so dazzling and full of vitality.

Mu Wushuang and the Princess of the Divine Silkworm stood side by side. The golden sunlight seemed to turn into mist, enveloping the two of them, like two immortals, otherworldly and otherworldly.

Princess Divine Silkworm leisurely looked at the Qilin Magic Medicine in Mu Wushuang's hand. She teased, "This magic medicine once belonged to the Qilin royal family. When this ancient royal family is born in the future, I'm afraid they will come to find you."

Mu Wushuang looked at the Qilin magic medicine in his hand, his black hair fluttering, chaotic air currents lingering around him. Wushuang smiled calmly and said easily:

"The Immortal Elixir only belongs to the Supreme. The Ancient Qilin Emperor has left. What does the Qilin Immortal Elixir have to do with the Qilin Clan? If you really want to find me, then come. I am a member of the Ancient Emperor Clan and I am not afraid of anything."

Mu Wushuang has long hair and an extremely handsome face, and he is surrounded by the innate primordial energy.

Now that he has gathered all kinds of supreme talents in one body, even the so-called innate chaotic body is still far inferior to him. The whole person is like a young God Emperor, and every move is as if blessed by the laws of heaven and earth.

The Princess of the Divine Silkworm was not surprised by Mu Wushuang's beauty. To be valued by a powerful forbidden figure like Gai Jiuyou who had once touched the realm of the Ancient Emperor, it was not excessive for Mu Wushuang to have such high talent. He might even be inferior to the Ancient Emperor when he was young.

Looking at Mu Wushuang, she suddenly felt something in her heart, her face became gentle, her eyes were filled with smiles, and she said:
"Mu Wushuang, do you want to form an alliance with the Divine Silkworm Clan? Our clan has a princess who is a descendant of the fifth generation of royal blood. She is very young but has reached the second level of the Immortal Realm. She is a perfect match for you."

"I will never get married in my life, and--"

When the Princess of the Divine Silkworm saw that Mu Wushuang's tone had changed, there was a hint of excitement in her expression.

Mu Wushuang's talent is even beyond that of the forgotten prince in the clan. It is a great joy for the royal family that such a genius can form a marriage.

However, Mu Wushuang suddenly said with disdain:

"The old monkey on Mount Xumi was able to marry a descendant of the third generation of royal blood. Now, if a mere descendant of the fifth generation of royal blood becomes my maid, I might consider it."

Upon hearing this, the Princess of the Divine Silkworm wanted to say something, but finally fell silent.

Even if the descendant of royal blood becomes someone else's maid, Shencanling cannot afford to lose this person, even if he succeeds in the end.

It's a pity that there is no princess in Shencan Ridge, otherwise it might really be a good story. After all, she has seen how evil Mu Wushuang is.

(End of this chapter)