Chapter 172 Life Will Eventually Smooth Out the Edges
After listening to Wang Teng and Bi Shichen's words, Catfish Saint was obviously very useful.
These were his two capable subordinates, monks who came to rob on the way.
This time, I went to the broken sky to find some opportunities. I think there will be no danger. Even if there is a risk, it must be minimized.
So Catfish Saint made another passionate mobilization and then went back to rest.
It will take some time to reach the sky.
After everyone dispersed, Wang Teng and Bi Shichen still stood in front, looking at the galaxy.
"Brother Wang, when are we going to find Brother Kun..."
The two were whispering.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."
"We are too far away from the Jiyuan Realm, and Catfish Saint will not let us leave."
"Now you are the lower level of the second realm of Shenqiao, and I am the middle level. When we have the strength to kill Catfish Saint, we can go back..."
Wang Teng's eyes were stronger for the killing intent of Catfish Saint.
It was just because the Wang family encountered this bandit when evacuating the Jiyuan Realm.
At that time, it was not called the Red Dust Tribulation, and its power was far less than it is today.
The Catfish Saint plundered almost all the resources of the Wang family and even killed some of the clansmen.
But the Catfish Saint eventually dragged the Wang family on the pirate ship.
In order not to drag down the family, Bi Shichen gave advice, said good words, and sent resources. The final result was that only the two of them joined the bandit group in exchange for the departure of some of the clansmen.
Without exception, the Wang family would have fallen from then on.
And Wang Teng and Bi Shichen, their cultivation talents were extraordinary, but they lacked time to grow.
In order to survive in this bandit group, the two of them were very happy and performed their best.
Sure enough, they won the trust of the Catfish Saint and most of the senior management.
Until today, he climbed to the position of the Catfish Saint's left and right arm.
Wang Teng is no longer as hot-blooded and impulsive as he was when he was young, and the whole person has become smooth and forbearing.
People can't learn once, but things can learn once.
Life has smoothed Wang Teng's edges, but it can't wipe out the persistence in his heart.
"I don't know if Brother Kun is still in Jiyuan Domain, and I don't know what his cultivation is now..."
"And Brother Jiang's revenge..."
The two of them felt infinite sadness in their hearts.
The four sons of Hongchen didn't expect to be separated in this way.
"If Brother Kun leaves Jiyuan Domain, he might know about us Hongchen Jie."
Bi Shichen suddenly smiled.
"And Brother Jiang, if he is not dead, he should think of us when he sees our iconic clothes and names."
"We can't revive the chaos of Hongchen, and this is all we can do."
On the surface, it is to unify the style of Hongchen Jie, and the same clothes are also for appearance.
But in fact, it is a mark left by the two.
Even if this is done, it is estimated that it will not have any effect, but as long as there is a chance, they will not give up.
"Go to Tianyu and see what good things we can get to improve our strength. I heard that this is a big domain, with great saints and quasi-emperors as the town..."
Wang Teng and Bi Shichen looked at each other and kept silent.
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The galaxy scene is rapidly retreating, like a passing cloud of memory, leaving a blurred afterimage.
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In the Heavenly Domain.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed.
Jiang Mu calculated the time and found that he had been in the Upper Domain for a hundred years.
And since he came to the Heavenly Domain, it has been nearly two thousand years.
Now he is more than 4,300 years old.
A young man of more than 4,000 years is still young.
But many people he wants to meet have not been seen yet. He can wait for time, but time does not wait for him. m.x33xs.com
But Jiang Mu is very happy recently, because when the hundred years are up, the blockade of the Heavenly Domain will be opened.
He can find a chance to slip away.
In these hundred years, life has been peaceful for Jiang Mu.
He has beaten all the Tianjiao he should challenge, and then no one comes to disturb him.
As for Yang Wudi, he muttered about the time he had been in seclusion. There was no movement in the hundred years, so no one in the Northern King Palace has come to challenge him so far.
Jiang Mu has also confirmed his title of the Great Emperor.
However, Jiang Fuli, who had been with him for nearly a hundred years, could see the happiness Jiang Mu had shown in recent days.
Although she didn't know why, she would always smile inexplicably when she saw Jiang Mu smiling.
Perhaps this was the contagion of happiness.
Jiang Ling also often came to Wuji Mountain as a guest, but every time he came, he didn't see Jiang Mu practicing, which made him very puzzled.
Doesn't Jiang Mu need to go into seclusion?
Usually, quasi-saints go into seclusion for a few years, not to mention a dead seclusion, but it is a daily routine for them to go into seclusion for a few years, but Jiang Mu hardly needs to do that.
However, this is his private matter, and Jiang Ling couldn't say anything, just thinking that Jiang Mu's way of practicing is different from that of ordinary people.
After all, it is normal for the emperor to have a little special talent.
A hundred years later, the four halls held another meeting.
It was held in the North King Hall. As a quasi-saint, Jiang Mu had to attend, so he went with Jiang Ling on the day of the meeting.
Jiang Ling followed Yu Lin behind him, and took him with him in everything he did. It was obvious that he was training him as a successor.
Jiang Mu followed Jiang Fuli, mainly because no matter what Jiang Mu did, this girl always followed him stubbornly.
She said she followed the old ancestor's wishes.
Jiang Mu also let her go.
When saints travel, some of them are very grand, but some are not.
Just like Jiang Mu and Jiang Ling, they came to the North King Palace like ordinary people while chatting and laughing.
For a big meeting like this, in addition to the participating saints, there were also the geniuses and disciples of various families waiting outside the hall.
Jiang Mu walked in and actually saw some familiar faces.
The wretched old man and the genius of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sect.
But now they dared not look at Jiang Mu directly.
Jiang Mu smiled, as if he did not see them.
Everything was in the past.
The cultivators of the Heavenly Domain watched Jiang Mu and Jiang Ling walk into the hall, and there was a commotion.
This undoubtedly proved that Jiang Mu had already become a quasi-saint, otherwise he would not be allowed to sit at the table of the saints.
Saints entered the hall one after another.
At the end, the Qi family of Bei Wangteng entered the hall last.
However, walking side by side with the saint of the Qi family was a young man.
He was wearing a big golden robe, and his temperament was even more extraordinary.
"Yang Wudi!"
The cultivators exclaimed in their hearts.
Looking at his appearance now, it seems that he has already become a quasi-saint.
Unexpectedly, the Qi family did not make an official announcement.
One is Jiang Mu, the other is Yang Wudi, the two Tianjiaos who are recognized by the world today as the future masters of the Dao have already become saints, leaving the other Tianjiaos behind.
Qi Heng, who was in the crowd, looked at Yang Jingyan on the side, and was extremely puzzled.
"After Kun Li walked by, her expression didn't change much. Could it be that she didn't like Kun Li?"
"It's just that when her brother appeared, her mouth was raised to the sky!"
Qi Heng really couldn't figure it out.
If even Jiang Mu was not liked, then he Qi Heng had no chance.
Such a strange vision?
The Qi family saint slowly walked into the hall, and as expected, Yang Wudi also walked in.
It seems that it is indeed as everyone guessed.
The two Tianjiaos have become saints, and there will be a fight next, which is inevitable.
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