After saying goodbye, he went all the way south, often turning into mortal children, hiding in the crowd and listening to them talk about the ancient legends of the gods. According to the information he learned along the way, Mu Jun analyzed and concluded that Beiyue's cultivation realm should be in the south of this realm.

Things in the world never come out of nowhere, whether true or false, there must be their roots. The place where Mu Jun heard the most legends about immortals was Qiling Sacred Mountain, which was located in the northeast of the Beiyue Realm, and she decided to go there to see if she could find the entrance to the Xiuzhen Realm.

One day, Mu Jun Yujian passed by a high mountain, the peach blossoms on the top of the mountain are gorgeous, and the bamboo building is hidden in it, which is the most beautiful spring March in the world. Mu Jun's divine sense swept over and found that there were four mortals inside: three in the courtyard, one on the beam, and one was a second-level Qi cultivator, and a martial cultivator. This discovery made Mu Jun, who was looking for people in the same way, slightly surprised.

Along the path of the peach forest, he came to a clearing, a young man in an azure martial uniform was dancing a sword, it was a monk who had cultivated to the second level of qi training, and in Mu Jun's opinion, the swordsmanship was not even a yellow level in the cloud realm cultivator realm, of course, it was considered exquisite in the mortal world. Judging at its bone age, it should be twenty-three years old, but its body is slender, and there is a faint aura of spiritual beauty around it, although I don't know what spiritual root it is, the cultivation should not be so low.

Mu Jun remembered that there was a record in the basic knowledge of the sect: monks who are surrounded by spiritual qi usually have amazing comprehension, and there are few barriers in realm comprehension. If the spiritual root is ordinary, it will definitely make a great difference in the array, weapon, pill, and talisman. Every time Yunhua Sect accepts disciples, when it encounters ordinary monks with spiritual roots and spiritual roots, Waifeng will focus on cultivating.

Mu Jun pondered for two breaths, and the phantom wood turned into a wooden sword. Concealed his cultivation, showed his figure, and stabbed the man with a sword. It was too abrupt for Mu Jun to appear. Let him hesitate for half a breath, and then raise his sword to meet him, but the two of them will swing their swords in a thousand ways, and you will fight back and forth.

However, seeing the man's appearance, Mu Jun was slightly surprised, this man looked too expensive. The so-called extravagance, that is, the formation of personal aura at the top. And this man is so young, he has such momentum, and he must be extremely noble in the mortal world.

At the time of the match. The man can quickly copy Mu Jun's sword moves, and the next move will be converted into his own swordsmanship, Mu Jun raised his eyebrows, and he is really a beautiful person. Thoughts turned. I think he is already a second-level Qi practitioner. Then he swung out the Yunhua Sect's basic sword technique: Streamer Moonshot.

The wooden sword rose in the air, turned into five paths, and stabbed at the man, this sword contained the spiritual power of the second layer of qi training, the man's face changed slightly, and he raised his sword to meet it, it was still a mortal move, and he never thought about it. The sword in his hand was broken, and the sword light was about to shatter him in a moment. But he only frowned slightly, and did not see the slightest timidity.

Mu Jun was about to withdraw his sword move, but the old man stood quietly on the side, his figure flashed, intercepting the sword light with his bare hands, and his figure took a step back. Mu Junguan is sixty years old, and he is a martial cultivator who has never broken through the acquired realm, if there is no chance, this life will be like this.

The old man stabilized his figure, lowered his head and raised his hand to salute: "Martial artist Li Yun, I hope that the immortals will show mercy!"

"Yunhua Mujun, I take the liberty to disturb, it is rude, I hope you will forgive me. "Since you can see that you are a monk, you will definitely be able to know a little bit about the news of the Beiyue cultivator realm.

"The girl is an immortal cultivator?" The man in the azure martial suit looked faintly surprised, stepped forward, raised his hand and saluted, and his voice was smooth and calm: "In Xia Ji Song, it is an honor to meet the girl's guidance." ”

"Are you the prince of the Xia Dynasty?" Mu Jun remembered this name, which originated from the fact that he passed by the palace of the Xia Dynasty one day, walked in and walked around, glanced at it when he flipped through the chapter on the case, and vaguely remembered that the chapter was stamped with the seal of Zhangtai Palace, and Zhangtai Palace was the palace where the prince of the Xia Dynasty lived.

"Does the master know me?" Ji Song stepped forward, with one hand behind his back, his eyes looking at him quietly, with scrutiny. The white-clothed beauty standing on the side wanted to stop it, but was stopped by a middle-aged man dressed as a literati on the side.

"I don't know," Mu Jun shook his head and put away his wooden sword: "You are also a monk?"

"Why did the girl say this?" Ji Song was curious, it was said that Li Yun's martial arts were higher than him, why did the girl who called herself Mu Jun ask herself to be a monk?

Mu Jun didn't say much, took out the spirit stone and stretched it out in front of him, motioning for him to hold it. Li Yun stood aside and saw the spirit measuring stone, his expression moved slightly, his eyes suddenly widened, and his voice could not hide his excitement: "Spirit measuring stone!"

"Have you seen it?" Mu Jun looked at Li Yun sideways, it seemed that he was right to stop today.

"Many years ago, I saw a description of the spirit stone in a Xiuzhen manga, and when I saw it today, I guessed rashly, and I hope that the immortals will atone for their sins. Li Yun was respectful, secretly thinking that today was really lucky, and he actually saw the magic weapon of the immortal family that had been circulated for a long time, and he had no regrets in this life.

"Xiuzhen Manji?" The name of this book sounds like a travelogue, but the monk's records are mostly made of jade slips, which can be preserved for a long time and can be used repeatedly, which is very convenient. Recorded on paper, either it is written specifically for mortals to read, or it is an ancient relic engraved on rune paper, Mu Jun guessed that it should be the former.

"When I was young, at the foot of Qiling Mountain, I met an old fairy wandering the world, and I was fortunate to take a look. Looking at Li Yun's expression, he was very lucky and humble, Mu Jun was speechless, how much picky this is, before giving people a look.

Ji Songjing listened to the conversation between the two, and vaguely knew that they were talking about the world of immortals, and when he was a child, he also found a few words in the library pavilion, a few sentences, the language was unknown, and there was a section of internal martial arts attached to it, so few people knew that his martial arts were profound over the years. He had always thought that the cultivation of immortals was just a legend, but now this stunning girl of about ten years old in front of him could make a mysterious master like Li Yun lose his temper with a wave of his hand, and he could know that the world of immortals might really exist.

Ji Song pondered for two breaths, stretched out his hand to hold the spirit measuring stone handed over by Mu Jun, the four halos were covered with spirit measuring stones, and the four spirit roots of gold, wood, water, and fire. Mu Jun sighed silently, it seems that this noble handsome guy is more suitable to be the emperor, and he is surrounded by a beautiful spirit, so he should be a wise gentleman.

Just as he was about to put away the spirit measuring stone, when he saw Li Yunyin's expectant expression, he stretched out in front of him and asked him to hold it. Li Yun excitedly stretched out his hand to hold the spirit measuring stone, and there was no change in the half-ring, and his old face was full of disappointment. Mu Jun put away the spirit measuring stone and comforted him: "Although you don't have a spiritual root, you can enter the Dao with martial arts. ”

"Please also ask the immortals for advice!" Li Yun knelt on his knees in front of Mu Jun, so polite that the woman next to him exclaimed in a low voice, Ji Song looked at Li Yun who was kneeling on the ground, this master who never knelt to the emperor, but today he knelt so neatly in front of a young girl, it was really cheeky...... Shameless!

Mu Jun thought about it for two breaths, searched for information about the martial artist breaking the Heavenly Realm in Zhihai, selected a Xuan-level martial arts, condensed it into a point of light, and with a light touch in the air, the point of light flew into Li Yun's eyebrows.

"If you can comprehend it, this martial arts canon can be cultivated to the consummation of the acquired realm, and if you cultivate to the innate realm, the second part will appear. After thinking about sending the Buddha to the west, he took out a Qiyun Pill in the small jade bottle and handed it to him: "This Pill can help you open the second vein of Rendu and step into the acquired realm." ”

"The immortal is so gracious, Li Yun can't repay it!" Li Yun held the jade bottle with both hands and looked at Mu Jun with a serious face: "Can you let Li Yun serve left and right?"

"......" Mu Jun looked at the old face and exhaled silently: "This is your chance, if you serve me, you will put the cart before the horse, and it will go against my original intention." ”

looked at Ji Song, and wanted to give him a Qi Cultivation Method, but thinking about it, he didn't have time to cultivate, it was more important to be a good emperor and benefit the people of the world, so he only had a gift: "Your Highness can be a Ming Jun." Ji Song was stunned, then a smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand to salute Mu Jun.

Mu Jun had already gotten the information he wanted, so he said goodbye to the two: "Bother, farewell!" Stepping on the flying sword, he breathed a thousand miles.

Ji Song looked at the girl who disappeared after just a breath, leaving only a cloudless blue sky, and suddenly felt melancholy. Li Yun watched for a long time, then turned to Ji Song and smiled slightly: "Congratulations to Your Highness!"

"I should congratulate the master on this great opportunity, presumably stepping into the immortal path is just around the corner. Ji Song naturally understands what Li Yun's so-called congratulations are, today's matter, my father will soon learn that with the words of the immortals, the only one who can inherit the unification of the Xia Dynasty is him: Ji Song, the crown prince of the Xia Dynasty.

Mu Jun, who was far away, would never have thought that his words of encouragement would be used in this way, which is the so-called court power technique.

In the southern peaks of the Sinking Sand Realm, under the blue moonlight, twelve black-clothed monks with masked faces were besieging the two white-clothed monks. The moonlight like water shone on the lines between the eyebrows, flashing a sharp light, the wide sleeves of the cloud clothes flew elegant arcs in the air, the sword light was swaying, this sword in the cloud world, piercing the sword intent of the sky, making the surrounding space slightly distorted, it can also cut off time, and it can also cut off the souls of the three Jindan overhauls, and never reincarnate. The hedge pinched with both hands, and a heavenly thunder rune array attracted the heavenly thunder, and the two black-clothed monks were split into ashes before they had time to dodge.

When Rong Mo slashed out the second sword, he was intercepted by a big knife, and the two spiritual powers collided, and the aftermath spread out to the surroundings, turning into powder everywhere he went, and the high mountain peaks were flattened. Rong Mo pursed his lips and swallowed back the hot blood that was pouring out, the space-time tunnel made his spiritual veins damaged so badly that he couldn't repair it. was intercepted and killed, batch after batch, endlessly.

Hua Fence is also very anxious at the moment, he came to the other world for ten days, and was intercepted and killed for nine days in a row, and all of them were cultivators above Jin Dan, these black-clothed monks, not to mention their intentions, they raised their swords and killed them. The most important thing is that Rong Mo is about to lose it, the elixir on her body is about to run out, and the rune array has also been used cleanly. She thought of Mu Jun's Spirit Cultivation Array, and was envious in her heart, it was really inexhaustible, and the lethality was huge, but it was a pity, she tried it repeatedly, and she couldn't comprehend half of it.

Hua Li's eyes fell on Rong Mo's pale face, he bit his lips tightly, and his heart was repeatedly entangled: whether to take Rong Mo into the sky. When the knife slashed again, Rong Mo couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the hedge flew around him, flashing into the sky.

Hua Li looked at Rong Mo who was unconscious on the couch, this can be regarded as her ultimate secret, she thought that she would never tell others in this life, but at this moment she brought a male cultivator in. Suddenly remembered the fateful lover again, and countless thoughts surged in my heart, and finally turned into one thought: Rong Mo don't fail me! )