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Chapter 360: The Tide of the Sea of ??Smoke and Waves Comes (1)

I left before, and the willows swayed.

Now I think about it, it’s raining and snowing.

The road is slow, and the thirst and hunger are carried.

I am sad, and I don’t know that I am sad.

The waves on the boundless waves emerge from silently, and are vast and endless.

The sea tides are bursting with tides, and the so-called tide is the fog on the sea, which is misty gray fog. When you look closely, the wisps are full of chaotic qi.

A jade mirror, a small boat.

Wuxin Zhenren and Su Muzhe sat on the head of the boat, and countless years have passed.

The two walked side by side, but both pursed their lips and remained silent. They looked at the sea in front of them in a daze. The waves of water were like broken mirrors, reflecting the hideous and terrifying faces of the two.

I think many years have passed.

Wuxin Zhenren's bright yellow Taoist robe can no longer see the true appearance of the past, and there is no trace of purple and gold.

This robe was once filled with many prohibitions, principles, and magic circles refined by Wuxin Zhenren in the past.

That was the Taoist thought that a Taoist Lord of the Gods had lived his life.

Now everything has eroded over the years.

The precious and rare silk threads also lost their inspiration, and the ragged pieces were draped on Wuxin's body.

When I look at the figure of Wuxin Zhenren, when I look at it again, it is really hard to say that I am still alone.

Taoist Wuxin is so hunched.

He half-kneeled for countless years, and the crystal jade bones he had cultivated in the storm of the storm in the past had already been deformed.

Taoist is not thin.

It seemed like it was just a twisted bone, covered with mottled old skin.

There were only a few strands of withered white on the top.

This is not like the Taoist lord who has achieved success in his practice in the past, but more like an old and thin monkey with hair peeled off.

On the other side, on the flying fairy boat, Su Muzhe took a little more time.

Even if the qi and blood are woven, the skin is shriveled.

Fortunately, the fishing rod hung straight into the sea, and the Qi of the years often turned into gray fish and flew out, sank into Su Mu's body.

If you look closely, there is often a ray of chaotic Qi in the mouth of the gray fish.

The white wolf cloak, which was refined into the skin of the Taoist Lord White Demon Wolf, and the gray robe that was refined into the Wugui Tianyi, has not been eliminated in the years. Instead, it has been inexplicably evolved because of the gray fish and the wisps of chaotic qi.

It seems like... it seems like being refined over the years, and one must create true extraordinary things.

Even the flying fairy boat was like this. The bright red color of Su Mu's blood-blocking refining in the past has gradually faded away, recovering from the true nature of this innate magic weapon, and taking it a step further under the nourishment of time and chaos.

The extraordinary things above the treasure are even more cloaks and robes.

After all, the magic weapon is extraordinary. It is a treasure that comes from the same world as a world. It is contaminated with the yin and yang of the open sky and is even more derived from chaos.

But all this is no longer in Su Muzhe's heart.

Or to be more precise, Su Muzhe has forgotten everything, including the principles of Tao, magic weapons, and practice...

His beards were all white, and his turbid eyes closed, and it was unknown how long it had been.

But out of thin air, a strange Taoist rhyme enveloped Su Muzhe.

It was a unique opportunity and Taoist rhyme that people from the three ancient times, even powerful people, flocked to.

It is indescribable that the ancient sages once called him "Sitting forgot".

I will live forever.

...

Even in the chaos, there is no going up or down, and there is no time in Sumeru, but the years still quietly eliminate everything that exists in the vast waves.

These stupid and silent two people are not far from dying.

Suddenly, the sound of dry bones rubbing and breaking sounded one after another.

It was Taoist Wuxin who was looking up and looking at Su Muzhe.

The most unusual movement caused the big dragon on the spine of Taoist Wuxin to collapse into powder.

The Taoist's hunched body became more twisted.

Those turbid eyes also dimmed a little out of thin air.

"I...I'm hungry."

The sound waves slowly rippled, and the gray fog was stirred up. Soon, everything disappeared invisible.

"Me too."

After a while, Su Muzhe opened his mouth with difficulty, but from beginning to end, his eyes never opened.

"So hungry... I'm going to starve to death..."

A little light began to shine in the Taoist's dim eyes.

That was a very weird look.

Suddenly, a feeling of heat surging in the Taoist cold body.

The radiant eyes stared at Su Muzhe's figure.

That is no longer a human look.

It was a lone wolf that was dying, following closely behind the lost people, waiting for the death of its prey.

"So hungry... I'm going to starve to death..."

"Die...what is death...I don't want to die..."

Su Muzhe still didn't open his eyes. He was murmuring softly, repeating the words of Taoist Wuxin, and then he suddenly felt puzzled.

The fishing rod that was gently held in his hand suddenly shook violently.

It seems like... something has taken the bait.

It's like fishing for a dragon whale in the deep sea!

What is really a dragon, or in other words, Su Muzhai has caught a period of time!

This was the first time Su Muzhe pulled the fishing rod out of the sea.

In front of us, a ray of yin is born, and pure yang evolves, and a yang is born, and there is boundary.

When the realm opens, the pure yang passes away and becomes visible, and the pure yang turns into light, fire, vitality, and the high heavenly paths, and then give birth to pure yin; a ray of time gently brushes by, and the pure yin passes away, becoming visible, turning into darkness, secluded, dead, and thick earthly paths.

Between the high sky and the thick soil, the pure sun and the pure yin, the wisp of time is as stunning as a dragon whale, and as bright as a sun, but it is tightly caught by the fishing rod in Su Muzha's hand, and it is tightly caught out of chaos.

The Taoist law of the sky and thick soil slowly sank into Su Mu's shriveled body.

The old figure was filled with a lot.

The bottleneck that had been struggling in Su Muzha in the past was also gradually eroding from pure yin and pure yang.

In the end, only that wisp of time was held in the palm of Su Muzhe.

The dragon whale turned into years is still struggling, rolling constantly, revealing two straight Taoist talismans on the dragon's body.

That's good and evil...

When looking at it again, there were only smoke and dust around Su Muzhe, dissipating in the chaotic sea fog.

The flowers bloom for a moment, and the jade has been for a thousand years.

The jade mirror also turned into powder over the years and melted into the sea tide.

...

Su Muzhe continued to set out on the road alone.

He waved his hand gently, and the fishing rod hung into the sea again.

Another wave of ripples slowly spread.

I don't know where in the chaos, the Qisangzi was still rafting and singing, driving tirelessly towards the place he was about to go.

There was no one around, but Qisangzi's singing suddenly cried.

He looked back from afar and looked at the direction he came.

"Hahaha! Yes! Yes! My way is not lonely! My way is not lonely! But I still need help! "

While speaking, Qisangzi suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand and gently slapped the layered chaotic sea fog behind him.

Immediately, there was a strong wind and amidst the waves, there was a surging undercurrent.

Su Muzhai did not know all this and could not understand it. Because of Qisangzi's light blow, he had changed his way forward.

He was just fishing silently as before.

This is the case, and I don’t know how many years have passed.

Su Muzhe's voice suddenly came from the dead chaotic sea fog.

"I'm hungry again... I want to eat..."

As he finished speaking, Su Muzhe's fishing rod trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked at the sea in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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