The closed door slowly opened. A tall old man walked slowly out of the room.

This old man feels quite strange, his eyes are deep and full of wisdom, and he seems to be an old man who has gone through vicissitudes. However, there is a kind of vitality in him.

He Yiming's eyes lit up slightly, as a Shinto powerhouse, he could naturally feel many things that ordinary people could hardly feel.

From Mu Zilong's body, he actually gave others two completely different feelings at the same moment.

It stands to reason that the powerful Shinto have an unparalleled level of control over their own power, and it is absolutely impossible for such a paradoxical feeling to occur.

Therefore, there must have been some great changes in him, which is why he was unable to fully control his own power in a short period of time.

With a slight smile, He Yiming said loudly: "Brother Mu, congratulations." ”

Mu Zilong's face twitched slightly, and his heart was also full of excitement. Although he has lived for more than a thousand years, he has almost forgotten all the more than 1,000 years of meditation and qi cultivation at this moment.

Ever since he advanced to the Divine Dao, he has been constantly attacking towards the Pseudo-God Realm. In order to one day fulfill his long-cherished wish, he even gave up everything to specialize in martial arts.

However, in those five hundred years in the Land of the Dead, he recognized a fact.

His soul power was inherently insufficient, so he cultivated no matter how he cultivated in this life and this life. They can no longer reach a higher level.

Otherwise, under that harsh environment, after countless Shura Dao-like killings, he would have successfully promoted to the pseudo-god realm a long time ago.

This kind of situation did not only appear to him, in the land of death, all those Shinto powerhouses who had not advanced to the Pseudo-God Realm were unable to set foot in the Pseudo-God Realm for this reason.

However, today, with the help of He Yiming, he actually broke through.

Nearly a thousand years of hard work and dreams have become a reality at this moment, even if you are calm, at this time, you are excited, and it is difficult for yourself.

Nodding deeply towards He Yiming, Mu Zilong said sincerely: "Brother He, my brother's achievements today are all thanks to you." ”

He only sighed, but did not thank him.

How can such a thing be expressed by a word of thanks......

Mu Zilong had originally decided to retire in Hejiazhuang, but now this wish is becoming more and more firm.

He Yiming waved his hand again and again, and said, "Brother, if it wasn't you who took the pill, then it would be impossible to successfully advance to the Pseudo-God Realm." ”

His words were definitely sensitive.

On that nameless desert island, He Yiming kept swallowing the divine medicine immortal liquid, but it still took three full years to successfully advance to the pseudo-god realm.

At this time, Mu Zilong only took the Double Cultivation Pill that had weakened by an unknown number of times, but he successfully advanced in just a few days.

It can be seen from this that Mu Zilong's foundation in the Void God Realm is so strong that as long as he is given a chance, he can immediately seize it and leap into the dragon gate. Become a dragon.

Mu Zilong laughed and said, "Brother, Bing Xiaotian, these Divine Dao who have just advanced to the Void God Realm lack sufficient accumulation, and it is naturally extremely difficult to ascend to the sky in one step, but my five hundred years in the Land of Death are not wasted. ”

He Yiming's expression moved slightly, and he said, "You mean, if Bao Yanzhu and Yuan Juan get the Double Cultivation Pill, they can also advance to the Pseudo-God Realm?"

Mu Zilong pondered for a moment and said, "There is a chance that it can be done." ”

Although there was also a Sidney from the West among the Void God Realm powerhouses who came out of the Land of the Dead, the two of them invariably ignored him.

Now He Yiming has formed a deep feud with the West, and the hatred of killing the three-headed Western Divine Dragon alone is already unresolved, so of course it is impossible for him to take this person into account.

He Yiming nodded slowly, his heart couldn't help but think.

Although he wouldn't take out the Double Cultivation Pill now, this pill was a great weapon.

The Lingxiao Treasure Hall has a lot to do with him, so that's all, but in the Liuli Island in Southern Xinjiang, there is also an Elder Keqing, who is a real pseudo-god realm powerhouse.

If he helped Yuan Juan succeed in attacking the pseudo-god realm, this favor would be unimaginable.

When necessary, He Yiming believes that this pill can definitely be exchanged for enough friendship and benefits.

"Brother He. The Double Cultivation Pill cannot be spread out for the time being. Mu Zilong said solemnly: "And after the old man took it, he found that the power contained in this pill is still too strong, if it is taken by a congenital strong person, there should be no problem." But if it is given to ordinary cultivators, I am afraid that not many people can take it. ”

In Mu Zilong's heart, where would ordinary people be put on it.

But he knew that He Yiming's refining of the Double Cultivation Pill would definitely be for the sake of his relatives, and that the divine effect of prolonging life would be an irresistible temptation for anyone.

However, if He Yiming took out the Double Cultivation Pill like this and gave it to He Wude and the others directly, then the possibility of causing a tragedy was still very high.

He Yiming nodded again and again, and he said: "What the elder brother said is right, the younger brother has also considered this problem, so when he went to the northern frontier, although he successfully refined the Double Cultivation Pill, he didn't dare to take it out for his grandfather and them." ”

Mu Zilong smiled and said, "Brother, you have a deep study of pharmacology, and it shouldn't be difficult to find a way to dilute the efficacy of the medicine." ”

He Yiming smiled bitterly and said, "Although it is not easy to successfully dilute it while preserving more medicinal effects, the junior brother is still sure that he can do it." It's just that this matter is a tedious job, and without a year and a half of experiments, there is absolutely no possibility of success. ”

Mu Zilong waved his sleeves, and a surging force suddenly surged out.

He was slightly stunned, and a hint of embarrassment flashed on his face.

Although he has advanced to the pseudo-god realm and his cultivation has increased greatly, after all, he has just advanced, and he has not yet fully adapted to the surging divine power in his body. For a while, the action was a little bigger, and it actually let the divine power leak out.

He Yiming smiled dumbly, he stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, and the power released by Mu Zilong was suddenly wiped out without a trace.

Mu Zilong was very thick-skinned, since he didn't cause any trouble, he just laughed, as if this incident had never happened, and said: "Don't worry, brother, I see that the old owner of He is in good health, don't say anything for a year and a half, even if it is ten years or eight years, there will be no problems." ”

A smile of relief flashed in He Yiming's eyes, of course he liked to listen to such words, and he also believed in Mu Zilong's judgment. Although the old man is not advanced congenital, he is in good health, his body is strong, and he should have no problems with his longevity for ten years and eight years.

Turning around and glancing into the distance, He Yiming said abruptly: "Brother, put this matter aside for the time being, the younger brother still has an important thing to do." ”

His tone changed abruptly from warm to fierce, and even with a hint of murderous intent.

Mu Zilong's expression froze, and he could naturally hear the severe chill in it. His heart sank slightly, and he said, "Are you going to go to the West?"

The two major pseudo-god realm powerhouses in the West, Leo Porter and Luke, besieged He Yiming. Since there is a first time, there is no guarantee that there will not be a second time.

This time, the mask man was seriously injured and did not show up, if he waited until he recovered from his injuries, then if he cooperated with the two pseudo-god realm powerhouses, even He Yiming did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to drag himself safely.

So these two are He Yiming's big troubles, if it is possible, he will definitely not let these two people go.

He Yiming nodded slowly and said, "Brother who knows me, the younger brother is planning to go to the West and completely solve these two troubles." ”

A wry smile appeared on Mu Zilong's face.

What kind of identity Leopold and Luke are in, even though they are among all the Shinto powerhouses in the world. They are all handful of powerful people. But now in He Yiming's mouth, it has become two troubles waiting to be solved.

If such a thing had happened years ago, it would have been unimaginable.

However, in the past few years, Brother He's progress has been obvious to all, and it is unbelievable, so far, he is already qualified to say this.

The thousand-year-old concentration made Mu Zilong quickly calm down, his brows furrowed slightly, and said: "Brother, the martial arts of the West are strange and unpredictable, whether it is the Temple of Light or the Dark Council, there are amazing learnings. These martial arts may not be able to hurt you, but they are quite amazing in terms of escape. ”

His words were quite tactful, and judging from the power displayed by the three mudras created by He Yiming, it might not be difficult to defeat them. But if you want to kill the two of them, it will not be easy.

Even if He Yiming had the divine beast White Horse Thunderbolt, Mu Zilong was not optimistic about the outcome of this trip.

He Yiming smiled and said, "The elder brother is right, the younger brother has also learned the level of their escape, and it is really unlikely that they want to catch up." However, the younger brother is not unprepared. His eyes gradually sharpened, and he said, "The younger brother plans to retreat now, if he is lucky enough to succeed, then even if the two of them have three heads and six arms, they will never want to escape from my hands." ”

Mu Zilong's eyebrows raised slightly, and his heart was secretly shocked, not understanding where He Yiming came from such a strong self-confidence. However, he also believes that He Yiming must have something to rely on, and it is definitely not empty words.

"Brother, what are you going to do. He asked in a deep voice.

"I'm going to forge an artifact......

He Yiming's eyes flickered, full of indescribable powerful confidence, and the brightness that lit up even Mu Zilong, who had just advanced to the pseudo-god realm, did not dare to look at him for a long time.

Turning his head, Mu Zilong secretly sighed in his heart, He Yiming's eyes actually flashed with a power that could shock the soul, which can be seen. His mastery of soul power is gradually becoming proficient and sophisticated.

A thought suddenly popped up in his heart, if one day, He Yiming fused all the three mudras into one, I don't know how far he would grow......