The big gangster thought something.

It is not impossible to reach the peak of the God Emperor, but it takes too long. What he lacks is time.

But if you accumulate strength, don’t it take time?

He couldn't guess what Old Xuanwu meant. He didn't know whether Zhuque's guess was right or wrong.

For a moment, he actually showed a very rare look of rashness.

"Come on!" Zhuque raised his hand and patted the big gangster on the shoulder again, and this time, the slap was even heavier.

The big gangster wants to cry, but he can't figure out anything. You ask me to cheer up. What kind of thing do you add? This big sister still speaks like that without thinking!

But it is undeniable that Zhuque is definitely kind-hearted. Although her kind-heartedness is somewhat unreliable...

"By the way, if possible, forget about the Heaven-Shocking Art." The gangster was about to take a step, and his right foot had just raised, when the old Xuanwu's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Then, the big gangster stood there stupidly with one foot hanging in the air.

Forgot the Heaven-Shocking Art? Why?!

As we have come to this day, the importance of the Zhentian Art is self-evident. It can even be said that without the Zhentian Art, there would be no today.

But now Lao Xuanwu made him forget, what was going on?!

The big gangster suddenly closed his legs, turned around, and walked towards the main hall in two steps. He wanted to ask Lao Xuanwu and ask clearly.

But when I came to the main hall gate, I reached out to push the door, but the door didn't move at all.

"What plane are you doing?" The big gangster really wanted to curse people. Do you want to cheat me so much? He said halfway through his words, and didn't even give him a chance to explain. What's the matter with that man sincerity?!

Forced to break the door?

He wanted to do that, but he knew that it was impossible.

Lao Xuanwu didn't want to see him, no matter how much he did, it would be useless.

After sighing repeatedly, the gangster finally had to turn around and leave.

As for why he had to forget the Heaven-Sheng Art, he still had to think about it himself.

Wangyun Mountain is a not very famous mountain in the fairy world.

At this time, the gangster was sitting here on the top of the mountain.

Maybe he had already formed a habit. When he was in the fairy world, he liked to come here to sit when he encountered something. So this time, he still came here subconsciously.

Familiar environment, familiar scenery, familiar world.

But now he is no longer the same person he used to be.

Everything seems to change unknowingly, seemingly special, and as if it should be.

The big gangster didn't know if there was an invisible hand in control, but he knew that he was already in a difficult situation now.

It may be inappropriate to say that riding a tiger is difficult, but he really can only move forward and move forward desperately!

Retreat means death, and it is not just his personal life and death.

At such a critical moment, it was very unreasonable to ask him to forget the Zhentian Art.

But such words were said by Lao Xuanwu, so there must be reasonable explanations for the unreasonable aspects.

But, what is the explanation?

The big gangster thought about it, but his mind hurt so much that he still couldn't come up with something.

There are too many possibilities, such as the Zhentian Jue was not created by him. If you want to go further, you must give up what you have lasted and create new ones.
Chapter completed!