When the sect counted the disciples, it found that three disciples had fallen, no, to be exact, two. The inner gate Jianfeng's personal disciple Jin Linggen Muhua soul card is intact, and everyone guesses that he should be trapped in a relic mansion in the Shattered Moon Secret Realm, and when the next secret realm is opened, he may be able to come out. Mu Jun noticed that there was a disciple named 'Cuoxia' among them, and she felt that this name was indescribably familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

Hua Li stood in the crowd, looking at the name of the house on the spiritual curtain, thinking of the man who had accompanied him for many years, although he was just a distraction from the Seven Emperors of the Demon Realm, but for Hua Li, he was the leader of her to step into the world of cultivation, and she remembered his kindness to her. Hua Li bit her lip tightly, the red blood beads made her lips like a blooming rose, enchanting and beautiful, her lowered eyes covered her deep eyes, and a flash of bloodthirsty ruthlessness: Yuqu, one day my Hua Hedge will destroy you, destroy your bones and ashes, and destroy your soul in the Three Realms!

Yuqu stood outside the crowd, clasped his hands around his waist and clenched: Mu Hua, what did he encounter? He came from the First Heaven Demon Realm, he shouldn't be plotted by anyone, could it be that he really went to a certain relic mansion? Yuqu's mind was a little messy, what Mu Hua said before, she had always regarded it as idle chat, but she never thought it was true. This time in the Broken Moon Secret Realm, she retreated with her whole body, Mu Hua was her savior, her eyes swept over the 'house' below Mu Hua, her eyes fell on the hedge, her apricot eyes slowly raised the corners of her eyes, her depressed mood was cheerful, and she turned around and left: Mu Hua, live well!

Mu Jun sat cross-legged and looked at the man on the opposite side of the coffee table: his long black eyebrows were as neat as a long sword, the cyan lines on his forehead were shining, and his long eyelashes always covered his eyes. There is a deep silence when you look at people. The high bridge of the nose goes straight into the eyebrows, deep and long. When the moderate lips are hooked, there is a touch of warmth. I have known Rong Mo for more than ten years. She had never looked at his facial features so seriously, and in this handsome Yunhua Sect, his face also belonged to the rare category. It's no wonder that the hedge and the jade song are fascinated by him, who can stop the man's face from causing trouble!

"Taste it," Rong Mo handed Mu Jun a jade cup, and Mu Jun took it and found that today's spirit tea was very special, and the rich wood spirit power hovered above the teacup, forming a palm-sized pale spirit cloud. Before I even entered it, I felt refreshed. Mu Jun sniffed the fragrance of tea, the faint fragrance was like a big forest after the rain, took a sip, the spiritual tea melted into the spirit, and the rich wood spiritual power containing infinite vitality entered the spiritual vein, flowing through the veins throughout the body, and the spiritual veins that had just healed seemed to be reborn, full of vitality.

"Thank you. Mu Jun drank the tea in the cup, rested calmly, and guided the majestic wood spiritual power with his divine sense, washing the spiritual veins over and over again. Rong Mo looked at Mu Jun who was contemplating. His eyes carefully traced her eyebrows, and he slowly closed his eyes for a long time, and quietly followed Mu Jun's breathing. As soon as you breathe in and out of breath, your heart beats resonate. It's like meeting the person in your heart in the wilderness of time. Hand in hand, it is difficult to sue.

Three hours later, Mu Jun opened his eyes, and several moonflower crystals above his head faintly scattered a halo of light, illuminating the simplely arranged cave. Not far away, the man in the cloud robe leaned against the couch with a bamboo slip in his hand, his expression was focused, and the moon-white halo shone down from the top of his head, scattering his hair on the couch with brilliance.

Rong Mo's divine sense probed towards Mu Jun, the heaviness in his heart was dark, and a smile appeared between his eyebrows: "The breath is smooth, and the Yunmu Spirit Tea Fruit is the best elixir to heal the Wood Spirit Root Cultivator as the master said." ”

"It's really good," Mu Jun got up and walked towards him, looking around: "This is your cave?"

"En," Rong Mo put down the bamboo slip in his hand, clasped his hands, and looked at Mu Jun with a faint smile: "Uncle Shi is the first guest." ”

"Oh, such an honor?" Mu Jun sat down on the other side of the couch table, "You know everything?"

Rong Mo's mind moved, and a pale soul card appeared in his hand, and handed it to Mu Jun's eyes: "On the first day of entering the secret realm, it was dim and gray, and only a little pale color was hidden in the center. Go to the Soul Palace, and find that your soul lamp is only a spark, and the Lord of Twilight said, this catastrophe is your destiny, so I don't need to worry. The words were faint, covering the panic and worry of that day.

"Destined?" Looking at the soul card lying quietly in Rong Mo's palm, the corners of Mu Jun's mouth raised a wry smile: "It's really a net that makes people have nowhere to escape." ”

"Why do you want to escape?" Rong Mo retracted his fingers and held the soul card: "Dao Changsheng is just to break free from fate." Rong Mo got up, walked in front of Mu Jun, and put his palm on the top of her head: "You have been depressed since you were a child, and you can grind on the road of heart refining for an hour at a young age." Over the years, I have always seen that you are depressed between your eyebrows, and in the long run, the demons in your heart invade, and there is no end to it. ”

"I'm afraid of fate!" Mu Jun silently felt the heat above his head, afraid that no matter how he avoided it, he would not escape the final outcome.

"Fate?" Rong Mo stared down at the top of Mu Jun's head: "Was there ever me in fate?"

"...... "Fate, you are her enemy!" Mu Jun flashed this sentence in his mind, and he was suddenly stunned: her?

Rong Mo felt Mu Jun's strangeness, rubbed the hair on the top of her head, and was silent for a long time: "Mu Jun, no matter what the fate you know is, forget it." Just remember, you and I, monks, strive to be the same age as heaven and earth, and our destiny is in the palm of our hands. ”

"Can you control your own destiny?" Mu Jun looked up into his eyes: "Fate is destined to be the Taoist companion of the hedge, can you control it?"

"You are destined to be my Taoist companion, do you believe it?" Rong Mo nodded her forehead: "Keep your heart!"

Mu Jun was silent: "Don't believe it!" The tone was firm and neat, although now she and Rong Mo had a brief intersection, after a hundred years, time could dilute everything.

Rong Mo's eyebrows froze, his eyes were forested, staring at Mu Jun Sanxi, and said lightly: "I believe it!"

"......" was too murderous, Mu Jun pursed his lips and honestly remained silent.

Yunhua Sect Outer Peak-Shi Qifeng, Mu Jun looked at the two men in front of him with a stunned expression: But in ten years, when he was a young man, he has become a beautiful man! Don't you often say that time is a knife to kill pigs, can you turn Pian Pian Sao Nian into a bald uncle? Could it be that the time in the cultivation realm is a carving knife that can carve a young man into a beautiful man? This is also too carved!

"Fifteen, is there something wrong?" Mu Hong was stared at by Mu Jun's strange eyes, his fair cheeks were stained red, and he lowered his head to tidy up the blue and white robe on his body.

"Fifteen must have been frightened by your appearance. Mu Zheng's dark brows furrowed, staring at the flush on Mu Hong's cheeks: "Why are you blushing at fifteen? Fortunately, you don't blush at me!"

"Mu Zheng, I'm going to duel with you!" the flush on Mu Hong's cheeks dissipated. His face was straight, and the spiritual power around his body fluctuated violently. It seems that Mu Zheng has touched his scales.

"This matter, let's talk about it in private," Mu Zheng patted Mu Hong's shoulder, skillfully calmed his emotions, and turned his head to stare at Mu Jun: "Why is fifteen getting longer and more stupid?"

"Mu Zheng, I'm going to duel for you," Mu Jun pulled his jaw and walked quickly to Mu Hong, looking up at his face, like a dark orchid blooming silently in the deep valley. I have no intention of appearing in the world: "Brother Sixteen, you must be the best-looking man in the Mu family for thousands of years!" Mu Hong's cheeks flushed again, as bright as the morning sun.

"Haha......" Mu Zheng clapped his hands and smiled: "It is indeed the best-looking man." ”

"Brother Seventeen, you should be the tallest one in the Mu family. The Mu family raised his hand to compare, he had just reached Mu Zheng's chest, his height in this life was a little more than five feet, and Mu Zheng was almost a real seven-foot man, with a handsome appearance and a tall posture. The sunny smile must also be Shi Qifeng's peak handsome, right?

"Of course," Mu Zheng stood up straight, half a head taller than Mu Hong. Shaking his sleeves with a smile: "Angang seven-foot man, how can you fake!"

"......" Mu Jun and Mu Hong glanced at each other, and the two sat down tacitly and chatted about all these years. Ignore the smelly beauty of Mu Zheng.

"I just advanced to the seventh floor half a year ago," Mu Hong picked up the teapot and made a cup of spiritual tea for Mu Jun: "It's not as good as Brother Sixteen." A year ago, he advanced to the ninth floor. ”

"Fifteen, when I decided to advance to the tenth layer. Hit the big week, I hope I can go further. Mu Zheng lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down at the table, looking more serious.

"Well, that's a good idea. Mu Jun couldn't agree more, Mu Zheng's spiritual root qualification is medium, if he can get through the Great Zhou Tian, he will have a chance to get married. Thinking of this, he took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bag and put it on the table: "This piece of jade slip was copied by me in the library pavilion of the main peak of Yunluan back then, and it contains a record of the trajectory of the Great Zhou Tian of the Duoling Root, which you can use as a reference." ”

"Okay," Mu Zheng was not polite, put away the jade slip, and leaned over to approach Mu Jun: "Do you know that the tenth sister has also come to the cultivation realm?"

"I don't know," Mu Jun shook his head, he only occasionally sent letters to his father over the years, and they rarely mentioned the things in the family, and when they asked, they also said that they were very good, and most of them asked her to take care of herself: "When is it?

"Two years ago, the tenth sister broke through the second order of the Houtian Realm and followed the ninth uncle to the Cloud Sky Lower City. Later, I went to travel, and I think most of them went to find Qi Qi. "Mu Zheng gossip to the conclusion.

"Sister Ten once said that she only has martial arts in her heart, not love. Mu Hong pushed the spiritual point on the table towards Mu Jun.

"That's right. Mu Zheng scratched his head and put away the gossip in a stupid way.

"The tenth sister has always been firm-minded, and she will definitely go far in the martial arts, and maybe one day she will break through the innate realm and embark on the road of immortality. "Mu Jun has a good impression of Mu Jia, excellent martial arts qualifications, firm heart, she always knows what she needs. These are what Mu Jun lacks, she is too drifting, confused and groping in this world, and can't find what she expects in her heart. Mu Zheng Mu Hong deeply agreed with Mu Jun's words, Mu Jia was a domineering existence among the Mu family's martial artists.

"Will you still go to the Desert?" Mu Hong's eyes lit up: "Is it really a paradise for robbers as rumored?"

"I'm going to leave in three days," Mu Jun stared at Mu Hong's face: "If Brother Seventeen goes to the Desert, he will definitely be robbed and taken as a Taoist companion." ”

"And the female cultivators and robbers?" Mu Zheng's eyes widened, and the light in his eyes flashed, "Most of them are female cultivators above the foundation building period," Mu Jun's eyes blinked: "The sixteenth brother will be the first choice for them to rob." ”

"So ferocious," Mu Zheng touched his chin, his eyes shining, "I will definitely go and see it after the foundation is built." ”

"The monks there are very exciting," Mu Hong's eyes were like water, and he clapped his hands together: "I really want to build a foundation immediately, so that I can go to the desert to learn from those monks." ”

"......" Mu Jun's gaze turned around the two cousins, and secretly thought: No matter which world is the same, men always yearn for a world of blood and violence. (To be continued......) (To be continued......)