Murdering Heaven Edge

Chapter 1202: Chopping firewood to become a way

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At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in Chu Mo's mind, it seemed to be an incomparably grand world, this world was vast and boundless!

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the breath of various avenues rises from the earth to the sky and rushes into the endless sky. One after another, the sound of the grand avenue rang out one after another, as if they were chanting scriptures or debating.

This seems to be an extreme world, everything in this world looks so real and so incredible.

Huo Di!

A gigantic palm, as if spanning the infinite galaxy, and as if spanning the ages, the long river of time flows through the fingers. It suddenly appeared and slapped Chu Mo fiercely!

This palm appeared too abruptly and too fast!

The palm of the hand is unbelievably large, and the endless stars in the sky are like dust to this palm. The moment the palm is stretched out, countless stars are shattered, or they are shattered by the infinite power carried by the palm. Zhen Fei.

This hand seems to be equivalent to a kind of vast avenue, like the end of a kind of avenue!

Facing this sudden palm, Chu Mo couldn't react at all!

He was so tiny in comparison!

At this moment, Chu Mo even forgot to be afraid, and there was no time to be afraid!

At this moment, time seems to have come to a complete standstill.

Chu Mo felt that his way... everything about him seemed to be about to be wiped out!

He has a feeling that the next moment... he will completely disappear into this world. That is the real meaning of death, and there is no way to leave even a trace of obsession.

But unfortunately, he actually felt a sense of relief!

This is very wrong!

No one will die without a little obsession, everyone... has his care and persistence.

This is Chu Mo's Tao at all, and in front of the Tao represented by this palm... is in a position of being completely crushed!

Not to mention the heart of rebellion, he can't give birth to any thoughts!

At this moment, a cold snort sounded directly in the void, and a jade seal flew over from far away at such an incredible speed that Chu Mo had no time to feel any breath on the jade seal. All I saw was that big hand trembling slightly, and it was retracted quickly!

Then, Yuxi chased in the direction of the big hand.

boom!

Chu Mo felt his eyes go dark, and that extremely beautiful world instantly shattered.

He woke up.

Then he found that he was still holding the handle of the ax and standing there in a motionless posture.

Everything that has just been experienced is like a fantasy that seems real.

But Chu Mo knew that it was definitely not a dream!

Just now, he fused two kinds of Dao, and the moment he gave birth to Myriad Dao in his body, he was sensed by a certain existence, and directly attacked him!

Then, another existence saved him with that jade seal.

Chu Mo even suddenly thought of the prophecy they mentioned when he met his parents in his memory. Reminiscent of the scene just now, Chu Mo even guessed some causes and consequences.

He was very angry, but he didn't dare to be angry. He even immediately threw all his thoughts about this matter to the back of his mind.

Don't dare to think about it anymore!

Because you can't think about it!

Chu Mo let out a long breath and glanced at his body.

At some point, new flesh had grown on his body. Every inch of his body is full of unimaginable terrifying power!

It seems that just one thought can truly destroy the world!

This kind of power is simply too terrifying. He himself was a little scared.

Then, Chu Mo picked up the ax in his hand, and said softly: "Senior, thank you!"

Then, Chu Mo bent down, picked up a piece of wood, picked up the axe, and split the wood with a bang. There was a faint smile on his face.

In his body, the countless Taos in the countless Tao platforms are too naive and need to be comprehended and constantly tempered.

So, Chu Mo began to get serious and started chopping firewood.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Each of his axes is full of mysterious rhythm. The split firewood is neat and the same size.

His hands are very white, crystal clear, without any blemishes, and the regrown body is also crystal clear, exuding a dao radiance.

But the amazing thing is that his realm has not changed at all, and it still stays at the peak of the true immortal.

Just like the statue-like old Taoist priest at the door said, things like realm, in some cases, are actually meaningless.

Looking back at the old Taoist priest at the door, Chu Mo suddenly laughed lightly. He raised his hand and pointed, and a faint wind of fingering hit the old Taoist priest's body.

The old Taoist's body shook violently, and then he completely returned to normal. He looked at Chu Mo with unspeakable complexity in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed softly: "You succeeded."

Chu Mo smiled slightly: "Did it succeed? I don't know either."

"Boy, you are destined to embark on the road of endless glory, so don't be such a stinky fart." The old Taoist rolled his eyes: "Stop chopping firewood, it doesn't mean much to you anymore. Come here , drink with me!"

Chu Mo thought for a while, nodded, and put down the ax casually.

The old Taoist suddenly said, "Can you still pick it up?"

Chu Mo stretched out his hand, picked up the axe, and grinned: "Would you like to chop some more firewood for you?"

The old Taoist twitched his mouth and shook his head: "Forget it."

Chu Mo put down his axe, walked up to the old Taoist priest, and saluted earnestly: "Thank you for your enlightenment, senior!"

"Forget it, even if I'm not here, you will still succeed." The old Taoist said softly with a complicated face: "Therefore, you don't need to thank me."

Chu Mo continued this salute, and then made another salute: "This is to thank you for my mother!"

The old Taoist was startled, and stood there in a daze, staring blankly at Chu Mo, without blinking his eyes: "You...you know?"

Chu Mo took out the Taoist token, and smiled a little shyly: "I know a little bit, why don't you explain it to me, senior?"

"Hmm..." The old Taoist shook his head like a rattle: "You can know as much as you like, and it has nothing to do with me. Don't come to ask me about it, I don't know anything. Or accompany me Drink, or get out of here."

At this time, in the chicken coop over there, the rooster stuck its head out and looked at Chu Mo poking its head out.

Chu Mo pointed at the rooster: "Why don't we stew it in the bar? It's so fat...it should be enough for us to eat."

Whoosh!

The rooster shrank its head back in an instant.

The old Taoist couldn't help laughing happily: "Hahahaha, boy, do you know how the Daoist has been bullied by it for so many years? Unexpectedly, it finally met someone it is afraid of!"

An exasperated voice came from the chicken coop: "Old guy, no matter how dare you talk nonsense, I won't let any hen lay an egg for you!"

"..." Chu Mo's head was full of black lines, and he looked at the old Taoist with a speechless face: "Is it because of this? Wouldn't it be over if you stewed it?"

The old Taoist sighed: "It can't be stewed! If it is stewed, the hen will not work anymore..."