Chapter 1839： : years of glory (five more four)

Among the bamboo buildings, the furnishings are extremely simple. In the living room, there is a jade table, a coffee table, a set of purple sand ebony tea set on the coffee table, two futons, and a back smoke incense burner to distribute cigarettes. The spirit is refreshing, the soul is refreshing, and there is a vigorous and powerful calligraphy on the wall, which reads the natural four words of Taoism. This simple decoration is like the mortal family. "^追^^^^^^"

However, on that jade table, I am afraid that it is a valuable nine-order emperor jade carving. Other objects, Mu Feng’s eyesight, do not see anything famous.

The old man asked Mu Feng to sit down and go to the kitchen himself. He washed the fish in a pot and then went to the coffee table, burned a pot of tea, brewed tea, washed tea, and finally poured the tea into two cups.

This tea is actually the most common Biluochun in the world. Although ordinary, there is no such ordinary tea in the fairy world.

"Try it."

The old man poured a cup of tea on Mu Feng.

"Thank you for your predecessors."

The elders poured tea, and Mu Feng solemnly performed a ceremony before lifting the teacup, smelling its fragrance, observing its color, and finally tasting it.

"Good tea, I have not tasted this tea for many years."

Mu Feng sighed with a light drink and evoked many memories in the world. Although he had drunk a lot of spiritual teas and fairy teas, he now drinks this kind of tea that has no spiritual effect, but he has a taste in his heart.

Mu Feng was surprised to look at the old man. With some speculation, the big man of this status, even if he drinks this kind of ordinary tea, there is only one possibility.

"Oh, yes, the old man is coming from the lower bounds, but I don't know how many thousands of years ago, even though I drank all kinds of exotic treasures in the fairyland, I only loved the teenagers who lived in the hometown." This Biluochun."

The old man took a sip, put down the cup and looked at Mu Feng, and there was a bit of appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes, I am in the fairy garden. I have not seen the people who have learned the time and Taoism since the last time." For the three of the students I have seen in your life, you are savvy. The strongest one."

"Or the predecessors are brilliant. How did you know at the beginning that I realized the time method?"

Mu Feng asked.

"When you open your mouth, you can ask the supernatural powers of the time and the law, and you can see the four seasons of reincarnation controlled by the old man.

Mu Feng was dumb and then asked: "Don't ask the seniors what to call?"

"I said that I am old, right. Isn’t the Shura nationality already destroyed? Under the pressure of the two tribes, you dare to come to the Xianyuan to practice, and the courage is commendable."

The old man is faint.

"The death of the fish follows the tide, and the life is counter-current. It is a big danger and it is also a sharpening stone."

Mu Feng calmly said.

"Yes, this mentality is rare, it will not be awkward in the countercurrent, it will become a big device, um, the fish is good, let you taste the crafts of the old man."

When the old smiled, the color of appreciation became more and more, and then got up and went out to cook the fish in the kitchen, and added a bowl of fish soup to Mu Feng.

This fish soup is pure white, exudes a tempting fragrance, and Mu Feng takes a sip of it. The taste is indeed extremely delicious.

One old and one young quietly sipping fish soup, like the old and young grandsons in the ordinary fishermen, can not tell the harmony.

"When I was a teenager, I loved the fish soup that my mother made. After I got it, I saw my parents, but I was already a short tomb. The tree was quiet and the wind was not enough. I want to raise it and I don’t want to wait. Anything in the world can be You stay, only time will not."

"No, it’s strong enough, and time will stop for yourself."

When Mu Feng shook his head, he saw his master, and let the time space freeze and stand still.

"Oh, the power of the lower bound that day? He does have this strength, but he can only stop your time, but can't stop the time of the universe, can't stop his own time, can't stop me. time."

When I was old, I smiled and already knew who Mu Feng was referring to.

Mu Feng was shocked in his heart. When he was old, he was not affected by the master. He knew that the teacher respected the lower bounds!

"He should be your greatest reliance. If there is him, it is true that the two tribes are in your eyes."

"But I will not rely on him, my own way, after all, I will go."

Mu Feng said again.

"Well, the real strong, really can't follow the instructions of others in the ministry, that is, to fix their own way and limit their future."

When the old agreed.

"People ask for the law, please be old."

Mu Feng put down the tableware and got up and walked.

When I heard the words, I quietly finished the fish soup in the bowl and ate the fish. Then I put down the tableware and looked at Mu Feng who was praying.

"I have a supernatural power, and my name is glory. However, this magical power can't be replaced by credits. I can't change it."

When I got up, I walked out the window and looked at a piece of Zizhulin outside the window.

He raised his hand a little, only to see his fingers, a four-color radiance of green, red, yellow and white flashed, and the road was condensed, turning into a bamboo shoot.

"Withered!"

I saw this piece of Zizhulin, and it suddenly turned yellow. A strain of Zizhu was actually withered by the naked eye, and then turned into dust and ashes, as if it consumed the thousand-year life of Zizhu.

Mu Feng’s eyes were shocked. This Zizhu was long-lived and immortal. It even annihilated the vitality and exhausted all the Shouyuanli. What a magical power!

"Rong!"

The old man followed and pointed out that in the purple bamboo forest that had been turned into dust, a bamboo shoot of bamboo shoots broke out instantly, and it was drilled out of the soil. During the breath, it actually grew into a piece of purple bamboo forest, which means the god.

Mu Feng quietly looked at the old, when he said: "What is it?"

"Alternate reincarnation of life and death!"

Mu Feng thought deeply and looked at the old man.

"Oh, really good understanding, if it is ordinary people, it must be thought that I deprived Zizhu of the longevity and life essence, how do you see the cycle of life and death?"

The old man showed a trace of surprise and asked.

"Because the predecessors have left a line of vitality, and the Zizhu has a spirit, if the death is not scattered, it is not a new reincarnation starting point."

Mu Fengdao, the reason why he has this understanding is because his father, his father has not fallen three times, was born again three times? Death, it is not the beginning of a new life.

"Great, hahahaha, great, it seems that the dean is counted as someone else."

When the old man laughed, he heard that Mu Feng’s eyes were looking at a gem when he looked at Mu Feng’s eyes.

"In this universe, there is a powerful man named Ge Xiuzhu. He is the master of life and death cycle. He is a master of life and death. He has a life-and-death cycle. However, there are two people in this world. But he can never be sure."

When the old man squinted, there seemed to be an endless adoration in his eyes: "The first place is the supreme master of the universe, his name, Luo Yu!"

Thanks to Ge Dage for unsealing, I would like to thank Ge Dage for supporting him all the way.

I remember that Luo Yu said a word before, how is it a magic, how about becoming a Buddha? I am doing my own way, why do you fear that the world has judged the merits and demerits, and this sentence also sent to myself.