Chapter 754 The Young Hero in Plain Robes Wanders Freely
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well, witnessing this stirring moment, when suddenly a purple robe, adrift, was turned and tumbled by the wind, flying toward the Jade Pool, falling into the great sea. "Yutianzun's purple robe!" Kaihuang's heart lurched; he hurriedly turned back, seized Old Ox's hand, and said urgently: "Where is Mu Qing? Where is Mu Qing?" Old Ox hurried to search: "He was just on the divine altar; they must still be in the great hall?" "When the ancient god spoke the title Longhan, he had already walked out of the hall!" Kaihuang dragged Old Ox forward, anxious: "He has taken off his robe; he means to kill while the noise covers it! Come, hurry! We must find him before it turns ugly!" Old Ox circulated his dharma power, and Kaihuang abruptly floated up, beyond his own control; the two of them drifted in the air. "Your dharma power is shallow; I will carry you!" Old Ox said in a low voice: "Watch the crowd below, and be sure to find him!" Kaihuang hurriedly scanned all around, searching for Shen Mu. "A blue-robed youth roams, gallant and free; fools insist on male wind and female wind! A single breath of noble spirit, a thousand li of glad, swift wind!" Shen Mu felt his body grow hotter and hotter, a bellyful of hot blood churning, boiling: "How I wish I could be like Grandpa Tu, a swift blade, good wine, heads taken, like him, who in the midst of great battle could still turn his heroic spirit into poetry. A pity I have not his literary gift! He was a great man of letters; his verses poured straight from the heart, and the poetry in him aided his Heavenly Blade, a swift blade to cut down pig heads! I still fall a little short." He followed Haotianzun to the sea surface of the Jade Pool; great beasts and giant turtles swam beneath the water, and huge fish glided leisurely through the air. Those were demigods, the offspring of the ancient gods. Haotianzun walked on, and the demigods around grew more and more numerous. Shen Mu walked on as well. "But my blade is just as swift!" "My fist is just as heavy!" "When I strike down the wicked and the vile, my blade is no slower than Grandpa Tu's!" ---- The pig's blood is burning! Burning! Turning into a roar: give me monthly votes! Give me recommendation votes!