Chapter 644

"Am I dying?"

This shot penetrated Muyi's heart. No matter how strong the vitality of heaven and man, the heart can't survive.

At this moment, Mu Yi thought a lot. From being picked up by the old Taoist priest, wandering in the Jianghu with the old Taoist priest, to his death, he set foot on the road of cultivation and made rapid progress all the way. In a short time, he completed a road that others could not reach in his life.

He even thought of the figure in his dream, the woman similar to the xuanming flag envoy. Could it be his mother and daughter who had never been masked? He still had many regrets to make up for, did not revive the old Taoist priest, did not find the truth that his memory was sealed, and even many commitments were not completed. But now, everything went away with him, but he was not unwilling. On the contrary, he was relieved.

Maybe after death, you don't have to bear so much pressure. You'll die a hundred times.

Just when Mu Yi thought he was completely dead, the picture in front of him began to flow back. In the twinkling of an eye, for convenience, he stood in front of him again. Only the word "birth and death" gradually disappeared in the wind.

"Birth and death?"

Mu Yi looked at each other blankly. Is this the strength of each other in their heyday? He had no room for resistance.

"This gun is a gift. It's what I've just learned from life and death. It should be a favor to him." after that, his figure completely dissipated between heaven and earth, and there was no trace left. Even the broken gun in his hand turned into powder.

"Thank you, master." Mu Yi made a deep salute. The last gift from the other party was no less than a treasure. It was a baptism of the soul. He seemed to have really experienced life and death. The feeling between life and death, which can be understood by absolute meditation, is difficult to have in the war.

At the same time, life and death left a seed in his heart. If he wanted to step into the sage from heaven and man, he needed to understand the way of life and death. The other party left him a shortcut and saved him the hard cultivation he didn't know how many years.

Although the other party did not leave any trace, Muyi also set up a tomb next to it. The tombstone reads six big characters of the twelve heavenly kings of the ghost family, and the signature is the human Muyi.

On the subsequent journey, Muyi still encountered many dangers. Through honing again and again, his boxing was more concise and pointed to the essence. After all, so many opponents could not be met casually, which was equal to the best Sparring Practice.

However, it's easy for a man to die here accidentally. In a short distance of more than ten miles, Muyi encountered two life and death crises. He barely escaped by integrating the true meaning of water and fire. If not, with his strength of just entering the abandoned land, he might have become another white bone in the fairy tomb.

"The road behind is more difficult. However, according to the clues left by the ancestors of the yuan family, we pass through two strong sites, that is, the place marked by the residual map. If there is a residual map, the danger will be much less. However, it is still difficult to get the peerless skill." Muyi stood on a mountain peak, looked at the front and muttered to himself, and even had a deep pressure.

Because he knew that the next was the biggest test, because the last level was the guard of an invincible strong man. The previous shot of the twelve heavenly kings of the ghost family had made Mu Yi understand that it was residual thoughts, which also had a moment of brilliance.

Half a day later, Muyi half knelt in the center of a battlefield, surrounded by a mess. In front of him, there was a huge skeleton. It was a strong demon family. Its strength should have reached jiuchongtian, only half a step away from Bansheng.

In this war, Muyi didn't keep his hand, and the true meaning of water and fire was integrated, but even so, he almost died. The only thing that made him happy was that he wiped it out with water and fire lotus, which failed to make him shine at the last moment.

However, refining each other's residual thoughts has also obtained a lot of lamp oil, which can be used at least once.

Muyi didn't move on, because he knew very well that he couldn't break through the last level with his current strength, and the real danger in the fairy tomb was not day, but night, which was also the advice left to him by the ancestor of the yuan family.

In order to cope with the terrible night, Mu Yi painted several invisible talismans in a row, and then covered himself with lanterns. He slowly fell into a state of almost dead silence. According to the ancestors of the yuan family, no matter what he saw or encountered at night, he must not do it, because once he did it, he would be doomed.

Muyi did not doubt the advice of the Jiang family's ancestors, because the other party had no reason to harm him. In fact, Muyi also thought that he would leave the fairy tomb directly at night, but he was always unwilling, and even had an impulse to see it at the bottom of his heart.

Although it is impulsive, it does not mean that Mu Yi will be careless. On the contrary, he will only be more cautious and prepare for everything.

The night gradually fell, and the wind slowly blew in the fairy tomb, whining like countless ghosts howling. If it was just like this, it would not be worth the solemn warning of the ancestors of the yuan family.

So this is just the beginning.

"Dada, dada!"

Suddenly, a burst of footsteps came. Although Muyi let himself fall into silence, it was just a state. His consciousness was immersed in the salary lamp and he was still clear about the surrounding situation.

The voice gradually became clear. A limping figure appeared in Muyi's sight. Although the other party was in human form, Muyi did not dare to confirm which race the other party came from. In his hand, he carried a thing, which was his own head.

The other party approached from a distance and left close to Muyi's position. At a glance, Muyi saw a pair of pale eyes and stared at him, which startled him.

Fortunately, the other party left soon, but before long, Muyi saw more than a dozen white bones and walked stiff from a distance. None of these white bones existed strongly before his death. Even each of them could crush Muyi, but now, they have been unknown. It seems that they have been walking in this fairy tomb. No one knows where they are going and what they are going to do.

Even Muyi saw the battle between the two strong men, which was earth shaking. The aftermath of their battle scattered around Muyi. Those hard stones turned into powder one after another, and even a wave swept across Muyi. Muyi seemed to see the end of his death and could hardly help but fight. After all, it was not just an illusion, It's a real feeling of facing death.

But thinking of the words of the ancestors of the yuan family, he still forced himself to hold back. In the end, the wave just passed him, and he was still alive, which made him feel relieved.

"Eh, I didn't expect there was another living one here." suddenly, a voice sounded in Mu Yi's ear.