Mintian River is a water vein in this world that is no less than Wanjiang. To a certain extent, it has a deeper foundation than Wanjiang.

This river almost flows through the territory of the human race, the demon race, and the dragon race, and all races in the world have gained some convenience.

But this has been a long time since the Mintian River, shortly after the human race replaced the status of the spiritual race, the Mintian River had completely disappeared.

The Mintian River, which once had a long river basin, can't even see the complete riverbed. After it dried up, the riverbed has been covered with vegetation and has become a land for living creatures to live in.

"It turns out to be the water god of Mintian River. No wonder, fellow Taoist is polite." This answer was slightly beyond Mo He's expectations. A river that had already dried up had not expected that the innate gods it nurtured would still exist in this world.

"Where is that fellow Taoist, I wonder which old friend he is?" After introducing his identity, "Wuyou" stared at Mo He and asked.

"To be honest, I have been reincarnated too many times. I don't remember what my previous identity was, and I can't even remember whether I was a congenital god." Mo He replied perfunctorily. Of course, he would not tell "Wuyou" that he was the reincarnation of innate gods in other worlds.

"Wuyou" smiled and didn't care about this issue. For him, he was just a remnant soul that was about to disappear. There was no difference between knowing some things and not knowing them.

The reason why I suddenly came out was just to find someone with a qualification to speak, talk about something, and also want to explain something when I was dying.

And the only person with this qualification is Mo He.

"Do you have anything to say?" Mo He also took a sip of the Baihua Tea in his hand. The sweet smell in his mouth also relieved some of the pain on Mo He's Yin Shen.

"Thank you first for fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist's kindness. I can only say thank you tonight. After tonight, there will be only Wuyou in the world, and there will be no more compassion for the water god in the sky!" "Wuyou" looked up at the sky, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and then showed that smile on his face.

This scene, coupled with the action of "Wuyou" at this moment, a simple smile seems extremely sad in this night, but there is also a different kind of beauty.

"Is there any depression in my heart? Can you tell me? I also want to know what kind of sadness can make a congenital god like this?" Mo He asked.

"If you say it, a fellow Taoist may only laugh at me. If you say it, it is actually worthless. For fellow Taoist, it will only make you laugh!"

"But fellow Taoists have already arrived, why not talk about it? At least in the days to come, I will still be Wuyou's master, and I can be regarded as fellow Taoists' master." Mo He said.

"Wuyou" looked at Mo He and looked at him directly. After a while, he slowly spoke.

"If fellow Taoist wants to know, it's okay. After I leave, I will laugh at me at that time, and I won't hear it. Now, fellow Taoist will accompany me to reminisce about the past!"

Mo He nodded slightly when he heard this, but did not force anything.

"Do you know that this world has existed for a long time. At this moment of dying, I suddenly missed the ignorant land when the world first opened. Although there were few creatures at that time, the colors between the world were very monotonous, and they were not as angry as it is now, but everything was very simple and what I thought was so simple."

"Later, there are more creatures between heaven and earth, and things in this world become more complicated. Even if we, the innate gods, have more struggles, more right and wrong, and more killing."

When he said this, "Wuyou" looked at Mo He, as if he wanted to find a little of the same remembrance on Mo He's face.

Obviously, Mo He would not have such a look on his face. He just looked at "Wuyou" calmly, and played the role of his own listener dutifully.

"Many former fellow Taoists are no longer here, and those who are still alive have changed, just like me, and like fellow Taoists!"

Hearing this, Mo He began to interrupt, "There is almost no eternal thing in this world. Under the erosion of time, everything is changing, and changing is not necessarily a bad thing."

"Yes, there is no unchanging thing, just like I thought the river water of the Mintian River would never dry up, but I told it in the end that I was wrong...!"

As the night got deeper, Mo He and "Wuyou" never stopped talking, but instead felt like he was getting deeper and deeper.

However, the content of the conversation between the two has never involved the "worry-free" experience. What made him feel so deeply sad that he never wanted to mention it.

Mo He chatted with him very seriously. The communication between the two was really like an ordinary chat, and there was no content of cultivation.

In the description of "Worry-free", Mo He also learned through his words that the world looked like hundreds of thousands of years ago, and even more ancient times, and the world looked like.

"Wuyou" is like a nagging old man, recalling his experiences when he was young and telling every detail of that time.

The Mintian River Water God is one of the early innate gods in this world. In addition to the vast basin of the Mintian River, he knows a lot. Although he can't remember most of the things he has now, the content he tells still allows Mo He to understand more about this world.

Even in the narrative of "Wuyou", Mo He also heard about the five innate Taoist ancestors, and the later Taihe. As for Taiyi, he had never seen "Wuyou".

Time passed by bit by bit. When the night gradually turned from deep to shallow, Ren Yunteng at the foot of Wangyue Mountain was also awakened by a cold wind in the mountains.

Opening his eyes, Ren Yunteng yawned, moved away the quilt, then swept the grass beneath him to the side, and then shouted loudly to the mountain as he was used to.

"My younger brother Ren Yunteng, please give me a message!"

As his voice sounded, Mo He and "Wuyou" under the green plum tree were both aware of it. Although Mo He used the formation to block the sound, the fluctuations of the spiritual power were not blocked by the formation if Ren Yunteng shouted with spiritual power.

“This night passed so quickly.”

"Wuyou" glanced at the foot of the mountain, smiled again on his face, and turned his head to look at Mo He.

"Another hour, it will be almost time for morning classes, and I should leave. I will seal my memory in the sea of ​​consciousness. If I want to know about it in the future, please be more worried."

"It's almost time. Do you still don't want to tell me the reason before leaving?" Mo He glanced at the two empty tea cups on the table and asked again.

"Haha, what else can I say? With the wisdom of fellow Taoist, I will be ridiculed by this experience. Fellow Taoist should have guessed it almost right, right?" "Wuyou" glanced at Mo He, then looked at the moon in the sky and said.

"I guessed some, but I have to verify it. If I have some troubles in the future, I will know what to do, right?" Mo He said, and slowly stood up.

"My fellow Taoist guessed well, but he fell in love with someone. In the end, he got a sad ending. If the fellow Taoist is interested, he can learn about the specific story through Wuyou in the future."

"Fall in love with someone will not fall to such a point. Only if you love the wrong person will you." Mo He walked step by step to the edge of the mountain, and said while walking.

Seeing the figure at the foot of the mountain, Mo He suddenly remembered that what he wanted to do last night was delayed by "Wuyou".

"Love is wrong or love is right, it doesn't matter and has no meaning. I left immediately, just leaving some trouble for Wuyou and fellow Taoists, sorry."

"Wuyou" didn't care at all when he heard Mo He's words. Most of the time, people are troubled by some problems, not because they don't understand the truth, but because they can't do it.

After saying this, "Wuyou" also stood up and walked to Mo He's side, and also saw Ren Yunteng at the foot of the mountain.

"He is not bad. You can consider accepting him as a disciple. Maybe he will surprise fellow Taoists, or at least find a companion for Wuyou."

Mo He looked back at him and said, "My little place is not suitable for him. It is better not to mislead people's children. If you make a mistake, your future will be completely different."

"But taking a fellow Taoist as his teacher should be among all his choices. The best choice is that he is very smart, so he seized this opportunity and came here so far. Fellow Taoist can really give him a chance."

Mo He didn't say anything more this time.

"Time is up, it's time for me to leave now. I'm disturbing fellow Taoist tonight!" "Wuyou" turned around and bowed to Mo He. Then the sad atmosphere around him seemed to have reached its extreme in this moment.

"Greatly send me off to fellow Taoist!" Mo He also bowed slightly and returned a bow.

"It is a blessing to have fellow Taoists see you off at the end of their lives. It's a pity, forget it." It seemed a bit regretful, but in the end he smiled.

"It's a pity, do you still want to see her in the end?" Mo He said what "Wuyou" had not finished.

"Let the fellow Taoist laugh, say goodbye!" Hearing Mo He said this, "Wuyou" smiled, and then the sad atmosphere on his body spread out to the surroundings, his body fell backwards, and then stood up again, but he was not standing up anymore.

"Master!" Wuyou shouted to Mo He.

"The time is almost the same, let's start today's morning class!" Mo He said before Wuyou asked anything, he started to speak first.
Chapter completed!