Mu Fantian was still suffering from knowing his true identity and killing his mother with his own hands. He always thought he had no parents, but it was too late when he learned about it. He regretted why he was so impulsive at that time. Looking back on the past, his mother's care and love, but even if he was not his biological mother, she raised herself to be a human being. Why was she obsessed with it? Mu Fantiancheng was in extreme pain. He kept rubbing his hands on the stone wall, as if he wanted to rub the sins on it, but now his hands are far harder than the stone wall.

The sand and stones fell down one after another, but he didn't feel anything. He slapped his chest violently, but there was no effect at all. Suddenly he remembered something and ran quickly towards the Water God Palace.

When they came to the Water God Palace, everyone felt as if they were facing a great enemy when they saw him, but Mu Fantian didn't care at all. He rushed into the crowd. Whoever wanted to stop him was just one word: Kill.

With just his fuss, hundreds of people from the Water God Palace were killed by him in a blink of an eye. The bright red blood flowed down the stairs. He walked up step by step. No one dared to stop him for half a step. He was scared by his terror and strength. He walked to the body of the Water God Palace Master, watched silently for a long time, gently touching his mother's body with his trembling hands. He cried and cried very sadly. Why is this happening? He had become like this before, and he was obsessed with it. He knelt in front of his mother's body, but what's the use?

Can the God of Light save his mother? Can the God of Dark save his mother? The answer is: What's so sad about this boy? As long as you can become a real God, you can go to the underworld to find your mother. Do you want to become a God?

"What, can you really save my mother? Please save him." Mu Fantians shouted out loud.

"Boy, don't you understand what I said? You can only wait until you become God. God, the real God. But I am still a little short of God, so I can only rely on you. Follow me, you may have a day to become God."

"God, what is the real God like the God of Light and others?" Mu Fantian asked.

"Those two guys are still far away from God, and I have never seen the real god before. However, my master should be a god. I haven't seen him for a long time." Mu Fantian had just raised a little hope and was shattered again. Even a existence like the God of Light is far away from God. Do you have any hope?

"Boy, everyone has the hope of becoming a god, but the size of the hope is different. It is difficult to become a god. There are many ways to become a god. But, hehe, many of these methods have been lost now, but many people are exploring, I am also exploring. I am following the ruthless path now, but it seems that it is still imperfect. Although this path has allowed me to practice the Demon Emperor, I have not made any progress for many years and have never reached that state of one. There is no trace to be sluggish and cannot be followed. It is difficult, difficult, difficult..."

"Senior, what is the ruthless Tao? Can only enter the underworld by becoming a god?"

"The realm, what is the underworld? It is a whole world. It is many times bigger than this magic world. If you don't have the strength of a god, you can go inside and find a person. It's a thousand difficulties, and you may not be able to travel all over the world in your life. Besides, it's just a joke. Without the strength of a god, it's almost impossible. The ruthless Tao is to forget emotions, forget everything related to emotions and desires, cut off yourself, jump out of the samsara, and transform all things into one. At that time, you may become a god. The demon emperor is easy to cultivate, but the extreme Tao is hard to find. I have not found the key to it for so many years. My master has practiced the Wuji Demon Way. He has transformed into a god back then, but there is no news about him anymore, and no one can tell whether he has succeeded. Are you willing to worship me as your teacher, so that I will return your soul to you, how about it?"

Mu Fantian was overjoyed and of course agreed.

The monster said again: "It is precisely because you killed your mother with your own hands that you may be easier to practice the ruthless Taoism than me. I will give you a chance today. But remember that you are my disciple in time and you must not go against my wishes, otherwise you will be forced into the cycle of reincarnation and will not be reborn."

Mu Fantian certainly agreed.

But Mu Fantian didn't know yet, and the demon emperor in his body was thinking: If you really could forget it against my will, did I find the key too? Let's see if I will go to the future.

At this time, Pu Hongyu was also experiencing a painful choice. The more he practiced, the more he felt that he became a little strange.

There is no more love between brothers. Xiao Yin is gone when he sees the wine insect. He seems to see the weeds on the roadside. He walks by, passes by, and then doesn't remember anything. He is not like this before, how could it be like this? Even with his own question, another voice came out of his heart. Why do I remember, why can't I do this? Without love, there is no love, that's so relaxed, why do I have to spend my energy on a person or an animal?

Qingfeng, Zi Ye, and once Xiu Xiu, Zi Yang also noticed Pu Hongyu's changes and began to think that he was sick, but his increasingly extraordinary performance made everyone very angry.

Qingfeng sometimes gave Pu Hongyu a warm hug, but Pu Hongyu kicked it away without saying a word. Xiao Yin surrounded him affectionately, and he still slapped him to the ground and shouted: Get out of here, you dirty thing!

The atmosphere became very strange. Pu Hongyu often came and went alone in Taoyuan alone, and he had no words with anyone. His eyes were empty and spiritual, but his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. Whether it was the Great Chaos Sutra or the Dihuo Daluo divine consciousness, they actually exceeded the twelfth level of martial arts, reaching the highest level of his many years. At this time, Yi Xiu could only draw with Pu Hongyu if he had tried his best. However, Pu Hongyu was a killer move, which made Yi Xiu dare not fight with him. How could he meet with an enemy like a lifetime ago? But after the game ended, Pu Hongyu seemed to have nothing to do and left without looking at you.

It was Yixiu that he saw something: Did Hongyu’s cultivation reach a certain level? His temperament changed drastically. It would not be a good thing to continue like this. We must help him overcome this difficult thing.

Qingfeng, Zi Ye and others discussed it. No matter what extraordinary things Pu Hongyu did, everyone had to endure them and patiently enlighten him. After the few people agreed, they started to act, but the kindness of the few people seemed like a madman in Pu Hongyu's eyes.

It obviously doesn't matter, but these people insist on making it serious and it seems like something big. For example, when Pu Hongyu was in a daze alone, these mosquitoes came. One served tea and water on the side, and the other chatted with you. There were even people who came to massage your shoulders for you. Is this meaningful? It's really unreasonable. Pu Hongyu didn't even look at them. He often stood up and walked away, and then changed places to continue to daze. Then these mosquitoes surrounded him again.

At first, Pu Hongyu felt a little worried, and sometimes he simply punched them far away. Once Zi Yang was almost killed by his heavy hand. Later, Zi Ye and Zi Yang quickly found some defensive magic weapons from Jin Yi to put them on before they dared to keep approaching Pu Hongyu. Now, Pu Hongyu seemed to be used to these mosquitoes buzzing in front of him and simply refused to leave. They would do whatever they wanted, just pretending that they didn't see it. He could continue to daze under such circumstances, making it impossible for several people to disobey.

If you want to move him, his posture will not change. There is only a sitting posture wherever you move him, wherever he puts it in that posture, and his eyes seem to be even more empty and unable to see any glory.

Qingfeng is so anxious now. What can he do if this continues? If he is afraid he won’t become a stone man, he still moves at first, but now he often sits and stares in a daze for ten days and half a month, as if no one exists. He can’t feel these people at all. Could it be that his soul is lost?

Here I have a little more experience in practicing, but he can't explain the reason. The Buddhist sect emphasizes the cycle of cause and effect, which is different from Taoist practice, so he can only say that he wants to find the reason, but he knows what happened when he sleeps.

Pu Hongyu moved for a moment, and he seemed to feel that the world became extremely empty without any color. What is the color going to do? What does the empty world have to do with himself? Oh, why do I think of myself, who am I? Why do I seem to have forgotten again? Forget it, he just moved for a moment and stopped moving like a stone. Now he felt as if nothing had happened. Sometimes Qingfeng was angry and punched him, but he still didn't move, as if Qingfeng was hitting others and had nothing to do with him.

It's a big trouble. Qingfeng and the others are gathering around this guy who has no affection at all in Taoyuan.

I don't know when this guy will wake up and return to normal
Chapter completed!