“I suggest that you don’t break through to the Saint level yet. After all, you are planning to go to heaven next. Right now, no one knows what heaven is like. The stronger you become now, the more conspicuous you will be in the eyes of the gods.

Once you go to heaven and make sure there is no risk of being discovered by the gods, you can be promoted in heaven, and it will be easier to be promoted in heaven. After all, there is a seal in hell, which has a certain barrier to the law. "

Su Mu understood what Xiao Yuan meant. No one knew what heaven was like. Perhaps the gods had established their own kingdoms and occupied the world, or perhaps the gods were seriously injured after the war of gods and fell into a deep sleep. What he had to do now was not to become stronger, but to become weaker.

Only if you are weak enough, no different from an ordinary ant, you will not attract the attention of the gods. Becoming stronger will only make you die faster, because no matter how strong you are, it is useless. In front of the gods, you are nothing more than a bigger ant.

As the pinnacle of mortal beings, the Saint level is already the largest existence among ants.

At this point, he thought of a question: "What exactly is the law? Gods are the embodiment of the law, so aren't they the living laws of God?"

This question obviously touched upon Xiaoyuan's blind spot in knowledge, and she was a little confused.

“I don’t know what the law is either. I learned about the law from the extraordinary people in the dream world. Maybe Xuantian has some memories about it, but he disappeared long ago, and his memories are incomplete. He has no memory of the law.

Maybe you will know the answer when you go to heaven. After all, that is the place closest to the law.

By the way, you can’t take the Seven Kings’ Treasures away. The Seven Kings’ Treasures are the product of the combination of the Creator’s authority and Xuantian’s power. In the era of nightmare invasion, I was worried that humans would be defeated, so I created the Seven Kings’ Treasures to help humans.

By the way, let the seven kings' treasures serve as the key to the place of origin, and select the most suitable person to enter the place of origin and inherit Xuantian.

Therefore, the seven royal treasures carry the breath of the Creator’s authority. If you take them to heaven, you will definitely be discovered.”

Su Mu nodded. He didn't feel it was a pity because with his current strength, he wouldn't need the Seven Kings' Noble Phantasms.

Among the seven royal treasures, the most useful one is [Supreme Heaven]. After becoming a nightmare, he himself can be regarded as a living [Supreme Heaven].

The essence of [Supreme Heaven] is the transformation of reality and illusion, and sacrificing a large amount of resources will turn illusory wishes into reality.

The core ability of Nightmare is also the transformation between reality and illusion.

As long as there are enough resources, he can do what [Supreme Heaven] can do.

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The Red Flame Empire, Star City, and the Taoist Temple of Changsheng.

In the quiet Taoist temple, Jun Wushang, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a long sword across his body, sat quietly alone.

The bleak autumn wind blows the fallen leaves, carrying the afterglow of the setting sun all over the earth.

He seemed to be in a trance, listening quietly to the wind, isolated from the worldly troubles.

Suddenly, a withered yellow leaf fell on my shoulder.

Jun Wushang suddenly woke up, looked at the fallen leaves in the Taoist temple, and muttered to himself: "I have to clean it up quickly, otherwise the master will scold me again."

He was about to stand up when he suddenly paused, a bitter look on his face: "I almost forgot, I don't have a master anymore."

He sat back down again.

During this time he had been waiting, waiting for the leader to fulfill his promise.

At the beginning, the leader said that whoever killed the most nightmare creatures could have a wish come true. In order to fulfill this wish, Jun Wushang killed enemies day and night, and went deep into the depths of the sea alone, until his Taoist robe turned into blood bubbles and his sword became blunt.

Even so, he almost didn't get the first place. Later, if he hadn't gotten the help of Nangong Mengli, Duanmu Qing and others, the first place would have been snatched away by Greed (Lin Canyang).

He did not blame greed. After all, who doesn't have a wish in their heart that they want to fulfill even at the cost of their life?

Perhaps, in the greedy heart, there is also a very important person waiting to be resurrected.

Chief...I have already got the first one, when will my wish come true...

"Evil disciple! Is this how you look after the house while your master is away?" An old but powerful voice sounded from the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Jun Wushang suddenly woke up and looked up in disbelief.

I saw an old man with a slightly angry expression, gray hair, and wearing a Taoist robe stained with oil, standing among the dead leaves.

"Master!" Jun Wushang stood up suddenly, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Don't call me Master. I don't have a disciple as lazy and idle as you. Look at this yard, it's almost buried by fallen leaves, and you don't even know how to sweep it!" Taoist Xuanqing scolded angrily, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Sweep, sweep, sweep... I'll sweep now." Jun Wushang picked up the broom with red eyes and swept the fallen leaves on the ground.

He glanced at Taoist Xuanqing from time to time, fearing that the other party was just an illusion.

"Master, are you really my master?" It was the first time that Jun Wushang saw someone resurrected from the dead, and he still wasn't sure until now.

Taoist Xuanqing blew his beard and glared, "I'm not your master, you are my master, okay? Hurry up and sweep, and after you're done, get me a roast chicken and a bottle of good wine."

These familiar words immediately made Jun Wushang smile: "You are indeed Master."

"Hey! Fuck you, Eternal Lord, what do you mean by that? I haven't hit you for a while, so you're itching for trouble, aren't you?" Taoist Master Xuanqing made a move to hit him, but Jun Wushang quickly shrank his head and dodged.

"You still dare to hide! You are rebelling!"

Jun Wushang dodged in a panic. Lust, a member of the seven deadly sins that was enough to scare the whole world, was now like a naughty child dodging a beating from his parents.

"Master, I'm going to make you a roast chicken first!"

After a long time, the master and the disciple sat in the courtyard, eating roast chicken and drinking wine.

Jun Wushang didn't eat either. He just stared at Taoist Xuanqing from head to toe, and even reached out and pulled the other's white beard.

Taoist Xuanqing was so angry that he slapped him on the shoulder, leaving a greasy handprint.

"Look at your behavior. What? Do you think your master is a ghost? If it were a ghost, he would have taken you away long ago!"

Jun Wushang smiled and shook his head: "Even if the master turns into a ghost, he is still the master and will not harm me.

By the way, Master, how did you come back to life? Do you still remember? What does it feel like to die? Have you tried the paper figurine of a woman I burned for you? "

"Shut up!" Taoist Xuanqing slapped him again and said angrily, "Will you let me eat?"

Jun Wushang said aggrievedly: "I am just curious. Please tell me about it, Master."

Taoist Xuanqing said unhappily: "How can I feel when I am dead? Of course I have no feeling at all. What's the point of this bullshit female paper figurine? If you are really filial, take me to wash my feet and get rid of the bad luck.

As for resurrection, I don’t know either, anyway, I was already in the Changsheng Taoist Temple when I opened my eyes.”

"Then you are not curious at all about how you were resurrected?"

"What's there to be curious about? It must be that the Immortal Heavenly Venerable saw my piety and resurrected me."