Chapter 1853 Travel!

There are too many things that have happened recently.

Chen Muyu's mind was a little confused, and he suddenly wanted to go out for a walk.

But the chaotic world is so big, where can we go?

In the following period, Chen Muyu left the Jidao Palace and took Nanming aimlessly around in the chaos.

Instinctively, he wanted to stay away from these annoying things.

It doesn’t matter who he is, what he is, what he is, what he is, what kind of blood ancestor he is, what he is a Buddha.

Sometimes, he really wants to be an ordinary person again, and would rather never have this inexplicable system in his mind.

If I were just an ordinary person now, I might still be on earth, quietly marry a wife and have children, and spend the rest of my life quietly.

How could there be all the troubles we have now.

People often say that with greater ability comes greater responsibility, and it is indeed true.

Fan Daixiang exhaled a long breath, "Let's go Nan Ming, it's time to go back."

Just as he was about to leave, a high voice came from the side.

There is no forest in the city, and there are not a small number of chaotic beasts outside. Every day, many monks retreat from the big city into the forest to hunt the beasts.

Of course, this is the best result.

Fan Daixiang frowned slightly, but then a smile appeared on his face and he waved his hand to signal the Seventh Ancestor to come forward.

After going out for a walk and seeing all kinds of living beings in the chaotic world, Chen Muyu was thinking, relatively speaking, the space in my mind should still be dangerous. It must not be like this one day. Maybe he will make a choice next year. The chaotic world is included in the mind space.

I think it's embarrassing. As the only successful breaker of the path, Ji Dao tried every means to block the path of his predecessors before he broke the path. That kind of behavior is very wicked in itself.

Fan Daixiang was determined and sat down. At that moment, Chen Muyu reacted and immediately called out the Seventh Ancestor of the Barbarians in his mind.

When I came to Ares Xiaolu, I didn’t go to see my sworn brother. I just wandered around aimlessly. I needed time and environment to figure out the questions in my heart.

"Junior brother, you must be doing this with such little fanfare, I just want to talk to him."

At that moment, Chen Muyu's mind went blank and he was completely confused.

Of course, if we, the Blood Ancestors, succeed in breaking the path, will we become the new Yakuza and continue to block the path of our predecessors?

There seems to be little time left for me to think about it.

The voice was slightly old, but to Chen Muyu's ears, it sounded quite young.

It's the Buddha.

Therefore, Chen Muyu figured out that I wanted to be a rebel.

Fan Dai.

The best result is only comparable to the current situation.

Shizun spoke quietly, with a hint of complaint in his voice.

Why am I there?

The Blood Ancestor and the Buddha all only have eyes for themselves, but Chen Muyu is different. He has concerns and is not alone.

No matter what the reasons are, the Jida's approach is difficult for people to accept. Therefore, Fan Daixiang figured out that since sooner or later the Tao will be broken, and sooner or later he will fight against the Jida, so it is our goal to cooperate with the Blood Ancestor. The worst choice after all.

As he said that, he pointed to the seat behind him and motioned for Fan Daixiang to sit there.

If a fight breaks out, will the chaotic world survive?

…

But what can Fan Daixiang do now?

From the Hongmeng era to the present, countless weak people have fallen. All of these are the fruits of the ultimate path.

It is only a matter of time before the Jida comes. It is said that before the first cave is opened, the Jida will follow closely.

"call."

Shizun said, "You said you wanted to talk to him."

Blood Ancestors, we are all trying our best to improve our strength. We are not just waiting for this day. But if we really wait for this day to come, what chance will we have of winning?

The man turned around quickly and opened his bamboo hat, revealing a face that looked older than Chen Muyu's.

That time I went out for a walk, and my mood was indeed a little bad. I rarely thought about Hanhu, and I also missed Hanhu.

In fact, Chen Muyu couldn't be involved in the fight between the Blood Ancestors and the Jida at all. However, just because the incident happened in the chaotic world, I had to be involved.

The first time the Seventh Patriarch appeared, he retreated into a state of preparation for war and directly surrounded the Buddha.

Since the best outcome would have been the same as now, is there any reason for it to be the other way around?

If we, Blood Ancestor, can kill the Extreme Dao, then there will be a hill pressing on the heads of those monks, and Chen Muyu's future cultivation path will be smooth and unobstructed.

He didn't want the Jida to come, his purpose was just to protect the entire chaotic world, or in other words, to protect his family members in it.

What I ask for is less. The chaotic world remains as it is, so that no disaster will happen. As for what benefits and what destruction, they can't fight for it. Why don't they come to the chaotic world to fight for damage?

Of course, by this time, chaos will no longer be chaos.

Do I have the courage and ruthlessness of Fan Dai to wipe out all my own people?

"Junior brother!"

Breaking the Dao, I have thought about it for the time being. After all, my realm is still enough. Maybe I will choose the same path as the Blood Ancestors and compete with the Jida in the future. However, in the conscience of heaven and earth, do I have any thoughts now? Yes.

From the moment he learned that the arrival of the Jida was likely to destroy the Chaos World and return to the Hongmeng World, he felt a vague resistance to the Jida deep in his heart.

However, the ideal is bad, but the reality is not as expected.

Perhaps, I can use this year to protect myself in that world.

Fan Daixiang's heart suddenly pounded.

"Why is senior brother there?"

Chen Muyu did not approach.

The monks were coming and going, all rushing for life. No one would have thought that the chaotic world was facing a huge crisis.

Chen Muyu can make a judgment, but even if the answer is yes, so what?

He still couldn't figure out what he was working hard for. Is it for himself or his family? Or, more broadly, for the entire chaotic world?

He turned around and saw a woman wearing a gray shirt sitting nearby.

Nan Ming stood consciously behind Fan Daixiang, guarding against Shizun's sudden attack.

In a large city on the edge of the city, Fan Daixiang sat under a stall on the roadside, quietly drinking morning tea.

In the inner realm of chaos, Xiao Lu, the god of war.

By this time, Ji Dao will definitely liquidate everything.

I want to go back and talk to Yang Lin to see if I can win over Yang Lin's elm head.

This man was wearing a bamboo hat and his back was turned to me.

The stalls were all overturned. The ferocious aura of several people caused the whole chaos to turn into chaos. Almost all the diners under the stalls ran away in piss.