While feeling full of strength, he also felt physical fatigue. After all, the human body's flesh and blood have a limit to endure, and the potential for abuse of flesh and blood will definitely come at a cost.

He never believed in any pie from the sky.

I don’t believe in the so-called consecration and enema.

So he started to curse: "No one of those bullshit Emperors can survive until now. Who has become an immortal? Those who want to become immortals often live the shortest and the fastest ones to return to heaven."

"... Maybe you are right. Judging from Confucianism, there will be gains and losses. Your current flesh and blood vitality is twenty years old..."

"What?" Wen Donglai's eyes widened. I was obviously fifteen years old.

Sure enough, with the power of the human body coveting the heavens, retribution still came.

"Twenty-one years old..."

"Twenty-two years old..."

"Stop, I don't want the power of heaven anymore. Stop it. I have a lot of power of heaven and hair. Isn't it impossible to enjoy any flower world?"

Wen Donglai shouted, he could not bear such a price.

The human body is like the heaven and earth, and is all about pursuing a systematic balance. If this balance is broken, it will be the beginning of the disaster.

"I'm sorry, after the moving form is activated, you can't stop. And even if you stop, you will explode into dust. Nearly three thousand buckets of heavenly power, Liangjun, the entire Kuru Town will be destroyed by you, 33,000 innocent people."

Wen Donglai was silent immediately.

He finally remembered that his three thousand dou of heaven was no less powerful than a small nuclear explosion.

If you really self-destruct, you will really become a sinner for the ages?

I am an unfilial son, how can I let Wen's mother be shamed again?

The heavy responsibility was pressed on Wen Donglai's shoulders, and he had to be forced to accept the infusion of the power of the body.

"Come on, no matter what kind of bullshit fate, I'll just tinker with all of it. Let my flesh and blood swallow the nearly three thousand buckets of heavenly power, as long as I don't hurt the innocent."

At this moment, he felt honest in his heart, and the fearless spirit he showed was completely from his sincerity.

"…Um…"

In the dark, it seemed that God was also sighing for him.

When Kuzhu ran to the ladder, he remembered that he had a flying pigeon bell on his body.

She gently stroked the tattoo that looked like a dove or a bell on her ears, and shouted in panic: "Sister, come and save Brother Wen."

She got a whisper: "Okay, I'll come now."

Then the next second, Mo Yanyu appeared next to her.

Kuzhu looked very happy, she had become accustomed to this. After all, her sister in front of her was a Confucian scholar, one of the six mysteries, and it was a common skill to come and go without a trace.

After Mo Yanyu arrived, her eyes turned slightly and she noticed the situation in the guest room.

Even though she is a Confucian scholar, she has been with others for many years and is influenced by others, and her expression changes have occurred.

Xu Zhongan told her the details.

After hearing this, Mo Yanyu shook her head secretly and said regretfully: "His Confucian Mansion has been trapped into a tomb mansion, and Confucian Mansion has been defeated... Unfortunately, the father will be sad when he knows it."

"Sister, you can't even save him." Ku Zhuhua lost her complexion and was at a loss.

Xu Zhongan walked to them, nodded slightly, and said sadly: "There is something very strange. Generally, Confucians will disperse their power of heaven before they are defeated to avoid hurting the deity, but his Confucians seem to have intentionally kept the power of heaven."

Mo Yan's beautiful face was slightly stunned.

Could it be that the Confucian scholars from Wendong didn’t want him to live to harm the world?

Or?

She is a Confucian scholar, so she naturally has speculations. She recognizes this, and she also has questions.

During the exchanges between the two and one Confucians, the door to the ladder opened and several people walked out of it.

The first one is a young man with a feminine appearance, with his face as if painted in ink and wash, but his pair of light eyebrows actually showed his sharp temperament while shaking.

"Brother Zhao."

Mo Yan Yu smiled and said that the spring flowers were blooming, but the boy was still cold and handsome. When he walked over, his eyes stared at the twinkling room with golden light.

"I asked myself, Ru has told me everything. If the power of heaven in his body explodes, it will inevitably destroy the entire Kuru Town. How can the small thousand-mechanical paper resist?"

"Destroy Kuru Town... Could it be that there are thousands of heavenly powers in his body?"

Xu Zhongan almost bit off his tongue.

When this was said, everyone on the field was shocked.

Thousand Dou Tianli is too exaggerated.

How could a young man who is only fifteen years old have Thousand Dots of Heavenly Power in his body? Unless he can move Thousand Dots of Heavenly Power every time he communicates with the will of heaven.

Isn’t that even more awesome than the pride of the Tianru Continent?

Everyone believed it half-doubtedly, but the believers sighed.

It’s a pity that such a young man, how could the Confucian Mansion suddenly collapse? Even Confucians were implicated and even failed.

Qiandou Tianli's self-destruction is a small nuclear bomb.

Even though Mo Yanyu was a little suspicious of whether there would be a thousand dou of heavenly power in Wen Donglai's body, if Zhao Wuxie said the truth, if he didn't save him, if he exploded himself, the entire Kuru Town would definitely be buried with him.

what to do?

She can't afford the price.

Zhao Wuxie's cold eyes glanced at the crowd.

He smiled and said, "If you don't want Kuru Town to be destroyed with him, you will be helpless here again. I can go in and give it a try."

Kuzhu was the first to react and said excitedly: "Brother Zhao, do you have a way to save Brother Wen?"

"It's not to save him, but to save Kuru Town. This is the great righteousness of Confucianism, I'll just give it a try."

The boy's tone was cold, but his demeanor was quite humble.

But he turned around: "Even if he self-destructs, I have a way to protect myself."

The implication is that even if you fail, you will die and I will live alone.

This is a strong and compelling arrogance.

After saying that, he walked around the few people extremely arrogantly and walked straight to the door of the guest room blocked by mountains and rivers made of thousands of machines. He didn't see any moves, and the mountains and rivers automatically made way for him.

When Xu Zhongan saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Zhao Wuxie's Confucianism is very strong, and my Confucianism can't see through him at all."

"So too." Mo Yan Yu sighed quietly. She wanted to communicate with Zhao Wuxie's Ru several times, but was rejected every time.

Zhao Wuxi walked into the golden light. At first glance, he saw Wen Donglai, whose body was twisted into a strange posture. He walked forward without fearing the dazzling golden light and laughed.

"It turns out that you little thief is hiding in front of my door. Haha, the miraculous power of a hundred stones destroyed your Confucian mansion. God really blessed me. You said, is it that I will defeat you or let God take you?"

Yu Xinshu emitted a strong alarm: "The Yin stem and branch sequence 4-4 is found to be weird..."

Wen Donglai had already reacted before the alarm sounded, but he was no longer interested and even scared because his flesh and blood vitality had reached a negative value.

To change the expression of the image point, when his flesh and blood vitality reaches 72 years old, the Yuxin Shu prompts his life to return to zero, and the active heavenly power has not been completely absorbed.

"It turns out that my life span is seventy-two years old, and this is my life."

He thought he would die of old age, but who would have thought that Yu Xinshu would continue to pay his respects with all his duties.

Nowadays, the flesh and blood vitality is minus 88 years old.

But he is still open-minded and old but not dead, which is strange.

Yu Xinshu explained in a deviant way: "This immortal fate has changed your destiny, so even if the vitality of flesh and blood is negative, you are still old and immortal. Haha, think about it, you are the only human beings in the world who change your destiny. Are you unhappy?"

"You turned me into a monster, and I happily wanted to give you a melon seed." Wen Donglai couldn't help but complain.
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