In today's battle, Mu Feiqing was ready to lose from the beginning. It was not a defeat, but just a simple loss to Zhuge Qingrou.

Zhuge Qingrou uses his life to win once.

Mu Feiqing was willing to fulfill his promise, but he didn't expect that he thought he had become a saint, but in fact he was only truly a saint now.

This was something he himself didn't expect.

Together with Tao, together with Tao,

Only then did he understand what Hedao is.

He had been in seclusion for seven years before, but only realized seventy-two enlightenments.

But in the middle of the way, he suddenly realized that he had come out of seclusion one step early, and the real opportunity to reunite the Tao is still one step away.

He has two faces all the time.

One in black, one in white,

After realizing the seventy-two, the white-clothed black-clothed clothes reached a balanced state. In this battle, he participated in the battle with white-clothed clothes for the first time, challenging Zhuge Qingrou's method of stealing the sky and changing the sun, and defeated it in the battle.

At this time, Mu Feiqing in black appeared,

Two Mu Feiqings with the same strength are one positive and one reverse, and merged together.

Mu Feiqing joined the Tao, and Zhuge Qingrou lost.

Zhuge gently spit out a mouthful of blood, collapsed on the ground, showing a helpless smile, and said, "I hate the injustice of heaven, why do you prefer you so much? Master, I have never lost before meeting you, but after meeting you, I only want to beat you once, why is it so unfair?"

Mu Feiqing looked at Zhuge Qingrou, whose eyes were gradually becoming unconscious, sighed gently, pointed gently on Zhuge Qingrou's forehead, and a ray of light overflowed, and said softly: "At the moment I met the way, I saw a trajectory of time."

"The great road is fifty, the sky is four nine, and there is only one left. There are three thousand history in this trajectory. I have captured a long river of history and the law of operation. At this time, I am still in seclusion. When I leave the seclusion, you will be able to tie the world and attack the Tang Dynasty. If you win that battle, I will kill myself, and it will take ten years for the Tang Dynasty."

At this point, Mu Feiqing didn't say anything more.

Zhuge Qingrou closed his eyes,

Dead peacefully,

Perhaps Mu Feiqing showed him a historical trajectory and proved that he lost only by destiny, not manpower.

Mu Feiqing withdrew his hand, walked down the platform slowly, stepped on the yellow sand and blood, walking in the ruins of the Tan Abyss, listening to the mourning sound of thousands of horses, watching the mourning everywhere.

Walk slowly to the military tent.

The guards of the Prince of Hejian looked at Mu Feiqing with caution and prepared to fight to the death.

However, the Prince of Hejian seemed to have aged ten years old for a moment, with gray hair and depressed hair. He waved his hand gently, asked the guards to retreat, walked to Mu Feiqing, and bowed and said, "I have seen Master Feiqing!"

Mu Feiqing bowed and said, "Prince, follow me to the capital!"

The Prince of Hejian shook his head, drew his sword out of the sheath, and said, "With this incident, I have not been confused all my life. However, I want me to go to the capital to be humiliated at this time. I can't do it. I hope the emperor can do it!"

At this time, the life and death of the Prince of Hejian was no longer controlled by him. Mu Feiqing did not allow him to die, and he did not even have the right to die.

Mu Feiqing didn't want to make things difficult for the Prince of Hejian and said, "Your Majesty, please do whatever you want!"

"Thank you, Master."

The Prince of Hejian looked up slightly at the chaotic sky, gently wiped his sword, slashed his throat, and slowly fell to the ground.

"We swear to follow the prince to the death!"

The guards all drew their swords and committed suicide.

Seeing this scene, Mu Feiqing had no feelings. Perhaps his mentality changed, or perhaps he was used to life and death.

He knew that no matter how they chose, they would never escape death. Of course, some of them would inevitably be confiscating their families, such as the Prince's Mansion of Hejian County, and Qingquan Villa.

After this battle, Julu Dao, both the martial arts and the government, will undergo a major reshuffle.

"Huh? Are you here?"

Mu Feiqing suddenly looked up at the sky.

The vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became majestic, and the chaos energy was dispersed. Flashes of fluctuations appeared in the space, and ripples of void spread, and billions of wisps of fairy light fell, wrapped in figures, slowly descending.

Eighteen figures, eighteen saints.

Mu Feiqing slowly floated in the void with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the eighteen saints. Similarly, the eighteen saints were also looking at Mu Feiqing and the mess of Tan Yuan.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist!"

The eighteen saints held rituals at the same time.

Mu Feiqing held a polite manner and said, "I have seen you all!"

"Huh," an old man suddenly sighed. He held a snow-white sky measuring ruler in his hand, as if he could measure the world. He poked it out in one step and said in surprise: "This fellow Taoist, is the aura on his body a little strange? Could it be that he is a saint of this world?"

There is a law of a hundred years in the world, and a hundred years lasts for a century.

The saints in this world became saints in this century. They did not awaken the past saints, but they mean that they added another saint to the original saints on earth.

Mu Feiqing said: "Not bad."

“Great kindness!”

The saints were overjoyed, which meant that the supreme combat power of the world would be added to the world, and that there would be more help in the face of the catastrophe on earth.

This is a female saint who showed her true face, with a beautiful appearance, looking only in her thirties, wearing a golden long dress and a armor, which was noble and stunning.

The female saint looked at Mu Feiqing carefully and said, "I think that my fellow Taoist can become a saint in this life, and only in his thirties can he become a saint. He is truly a genius and is unique. I don't know who my friend was in his previous life? I can't say that he has some connection with us!"

Of course, these saints would not think that Mu Feiqing became a saint in this world for thirty years. They are also saints. They know more than anyone about their difficulties in becoming a saint, and it is no longer just a matter of talent.

However, Mu Feiqing shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't have any memories of my previous life, nor have I received any information from my previous life!"

"How is that possible?" The saints were shocked.

The eighteen people present, the fastest ones who became saints, also accumulated three lifetimes. After becoming saints in three lifetimes, they were unable to become saints. Finally, they were reincarnated and practiced, and merged with the body of practicing for several lifetimes before they became saints.

Mu Feiqing put his hands behind his back and said, "I don't need to lie to you. Okay, everyone, I won't talk much. I know you are here to send me the Holy Order. However, I may disappoint you. I won't accept the Holy Order!"

All the saints looked at each other.

The female saint smiled and said, "I believe now that fellow Taoists have no bondage in the past, otherwise they would not have been disobeyed by the holy orders. However, fellow Taoists are really prosperous forever. How could anyone become a saint in just thirty years?"

However, after all, he is a saint. Even if he is amazed, he is not irrelevant. A saint immediately asked: "Since you know the holy order, you should also know that the holy order means that this is about the balance of the world. Have you thought about it?"
Chapter completed!