Chapter 1156 There is a heaven beyond the sky

Xiao Zimu took Feng Cheng back to his residence.

Looking at Xiao Zimu's residence, Feng Cheng was so envious.

Not only is there a large yard, there are beautiful rockery pools, but also exquisitely carved tables and chairs in the middle of the yard, surrounded by some strange flowers and plants, which also exudes a faint aura.

"I will teach you a way, and you can help me forge the witch wisp cover together!"

Xiao Zimu didn't care about Feng Cheng's envious eyes, but threw out all the materials forged gold strands.

This throw shocked Feng Cheng.

All are some top-quality refining materials.

Use these to forge a witch hood?

No wonder it is invulnerable to swords and guns, and it can resist some magical weapons and spiritual attacks.

No matter what these top-quality materials are synthesized, they won’t be bad!

Is Xiao Zimu a waste?

"This... these things are very expensive."

Feng Cheng is really envious and distressed.

"It's okay, I still have a lot of them, all given to me by my mother and master. Oh, my dad gave them a lot in the past."

Xiao Zimu replied without raising his head while fiddling with the materials.

Suddenly, the movements on his hands paused.

Dad...he hasn't seen him these days.

What my mother said last time, will the curse of the Three Lives Stone make my father forget the relationship with his mother and also forget his son?

Xiao Zimu's heart became depressed.

He drooped his head, and kept making materials one after another, and taught Feng Cheng how to do it dejectedly.

"What’s wrong with you?

Suddenly unhappy?"

Feng Cheng is a personal genius. He could see at a glance that Xiao Zimu was unhappy and asked with concern.

After all, Xiao Zimu took him in, and he was very grateful to Xiao Zimu.

Xiao Zimu shook his head, then looked up at Feng Cheng and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Feng Cheng!"

Feng Cheng replied.

"Oh, Feng Cheng, where are your father and mother?"

Xiao Zimu asked again.

Speaking of his parents, Feng Cheng sighed.

He scratched his head and replied a little embarrassedly, "I don't have parents. Not long after I was born, they fell off a cliff and died while picking herbs. This was told by others."

When Xiao Zimu heard this, he immediately felt sympathy for Feng Cheng.

It turns out that as soon as he was born, he had no parents.

That's really miserable.

"Sorry, I didn't mention your sad things on purpose-"

Xiao Zimu apologized.

He just wanted to know whether a father would forget his son?

Will Dad remember his feelings for his mother again?

These problems will disrupt Xiao Zimu's little head.

But Feng Cheng was even more pitiful than him, so he didn't need to ask anymore.

"It's okay, I've been used to it!"

Feng Cheng waved his hand carelessly. He was seven or eight years older than Xiao Zimu. He looked like a boy. Although he didn't look very good, his eyes were very bright.

He picked up the materials forged witch hoods and said, "Okay, let's start, don't think about anything else!"

Things that are unhappy will pass after you let it go.

This is Feng Cheng's philosophy of life.

"good!"

Xiao Zimu seemed to be infected by the vitality and spirit on Feng Cheng's body, and his crisp voice also responded firmly.

The two began to forge together.

Mo Wuzhu looked at the two children outside the door, mainly at Xiao Zimu.

Xiao Zimu is not only gifted, but also possesses divine veins, which is a very rare inheritance.

Because the goddess of Guiyue Sect has always been single until death.

Before Xiao Liang'er, there was no such thing as a goddess getting married and having children.

Naturally, there is no phenomenon of inheritance of divine veins.

There is an exception to Xiao Zimu.

The divine veins on his body not only retained the blood of the goddess of Guiyue Sect, but also fused the other half of the blood of the third young emperor of the main emperor's temple, which was equivalent to being optimized.

If you put the divine veins on his body on yourself—

Mo Wuzhu withdrew her gaze and a sharp flashed in her eyes.

Then, he smiled indifferently.

What are you thinking?

He looked up at the sky. The weather is good today, so he should go and chat with the old man of the Holy Ancestor. Now that the Blood Demon is resurrected, he should have a headache!

...

The Lord Emperor Temple invited people from major sects and countries to discuss the time to deal with the blood demon, and it was set in ten days.

Because major sects and countries also need time to gather their own elite talents.

In order to facilitate contact, the Lord Emperor Temple also specifically informed that it would use a teleportation array to receive people sent by major sects and countries.

"Tsk tsk, the teleportation array is the unique formation of Guiyue Sect. I didn't expect that you could learn it by your Lord Emperor Temple?"

After learning about this from the Holy Ancestor, Mo Wuzhu sighed, "It must not be an open and upright solution, it's really shameful!"

The Holy Ancestor's face is a little unstoppable.

This wasn't what he did.

Chu Fengtian didn't know where he learned the teleportation array, so he used it in the main emperor temple.

"To deal with the Blood Demon now, everyone needs to cooperate. It is more convenient to have a teleportation array, so it's okay."

The Holy Ancestor barely saved the face of the Lord Emperor Temple.

"You can't deal with the Blood Demon?"

Mo Wuzhu is very curious.

With the cultivation level of the old Saint Ancestor, he should be able to tie the Blood Demon.

With the help of others, let alone getting rid of the blood demon, even if you trap it in the Demon Abyss again, at least it is okay?

But the Holy Ancestor sighed and shook his head, "Mo Wuzhu, you underestimated the Blood Demon."

Has he really been the only one who has practiced to the realm of the Gods in the Lord’s Temple for tens of thousands of years?

Of course not.

When he was young, the main emperor temple at that time, the crouching tiger, hidden dragon, were almost all peerless geniuses.

He is only of a medium-sized qualification.

But those amazing geniuses disappeared in the battle with the Blood Demon.

There are also some who used their souls to suppress the Demon Dao Abyss for tens of thousands of years.

"There is no bamboo in the mourn, there is no one outside the human being, and there is no one outside the heaven."

The Holy Ancestor said this sentence meaningfully at the end.

He is a god-given person, but is there no more powerful existence in this world than him?

not necessarily.

Between heaven and earth, Taoism is impermanent, and the changes in the realm of those who practice are unpredictable.

Perhaps in the future, some people who are more powerful than him will appear, who can completely eliminate the Blood Demon.

"Tsk tsk, it's so hard."

Mo Wuzhu sighed.

He picked up a spiritual fruit on the table, chewed it for two bites, and stood up, "Okay, I won't chat with you anymore. Go back to Yuezong to sleep. Anyway, I won't live long, and everything has nothing to do with me."

Even if the Nine Extreme Divine Realms are completely destroyed, they have little to do with him.

He may not have lived to be destroyed.

Just eat more and sleep more and enjoy it.

"good."

The Holy Ancestor nodded.
Chapter completed!