Mu Jun stepped out of the main hall, walked out of the corridor, stood on the steps and looked at the drizzle outside, stayed for two breaths, slowly walked into the rain, raised his head and let the raindrops fall on his face, and slid down his cheeks and into his neck......

The spiritual power in the rain moved slightly, Mu Jun's fingers moved, and then stopped, and after three breaths, a soft voice came from his ears: "I haven't walked in the rain like this for a long time, and I actually feel a little nostalgic." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That means you're old!" Mu Jun raised his head and whispered with his eyes closed.

"It's really three years older than the little junior sister. The smile in his voice couldn't be hidden.

The corners of Mu Jun's mouth twitched slightly: "Then I should be much older than you, why don't you call me senior sister?"

Qinggang looked at Mu Jun's rain-soaked cheeks, took a silent breath, raised his hand and gently lifted the hair on her cheeks, which was stuck by the rain, and put it behind. Slowly put your hands behind your back, look up at the sky, watch the raindrops fall from the sky, and raise the corners of your mouth.

Mu Jun's eyes rolled around under the curtain, still maintaining his posture, not moving like a loose.

Half a moment later, Jian Ji walked towards the two who stood with their heads up, the rain fell an inch above his head along the sides, he stood three steps away, his eyes turned to Mu Jun's face on the light face, his hand stretched out the spiritual power cover, the rain fell on the palm of his hand, there was a slight coolness.

After five breaths, Mu Jun opened his eyes and stared sideways at the trace: "Senior brother saw that the two of us were standing in the rain, and he didn't even give him an umbrella, and he didn't have any friendship with his classmates. ”

Jianji glanced at Mu Jun and said slowly: "I didn't take the opportunity to rain rain, but I am already a fellow friend." ”

Qinggang tilted his head and chuckled, Mu Jun turned around and saw the Adam's apple rolling on his slender neck, his eyes narrowed, he stretched out his finger and pressed on the Adam's apple, Qinggang instantly retreated, choked on his own saliva, covered his chest and coughed earth-shatteringly.

Mu Jun was stunned for a while, no matter how high his cultivation was, he still couldn't control his coughing.

Jianji looked at the childish behavior of the two, pulled the corners of his mouth, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"I haven't seen a trace in the past three days, but it's because of the seal in the wooded forest?"

"What's that expression on you?" Mu Jun glared: "Rootless water, it's very clean!"

Qing Kun finally stopped coughing and threw away the cleaning technique for herself, seeing Mu Jun's indignant look, she reached out and rubbed her head: "Little junior sister is very clean." ”

Mu Jun's figure flashed, standing three zhang away, touching his head, and muttering: "I'm not a child, I'm not allowed to touch my head again, and if I touch it again, I ......."

"What?" said lightly, reaching out to rub the top of Mu Jun's head again.

"Turn your face!" Mu Jun stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and the two vines staggered into a long whip, and threw it towards Qinggang.

Qinggang is also like Mu Jun, volleying a lightning bolt, twisting the electric whip, to meet Mu Jun's vines, in an instant the vine shadow electric whip flew all over the sky, stirring the surrounding spiritual power, even the dark clouds in the sky were turned, faintly thunder came, three breaths later, the rainstorm fell.

Jianji raised his head like a torrential rain, and his eyes fell on the two cloud-clothed figures in the rain, and gently hooked the corners of his mouth: "It's really accurate!"

"When did Xiao Mujun become so irritable?" Sora asked softly and slowly as he emerged from the rain and stood beside Jian Ji.

Jianji caged his sleeves, stared at the empty breath, and slowly turned his head to look at the two people who were fighting: "It's probably annoyed to be locked up in the wheel hall." ”

Behind the empty one hand, the Buddha beads in the palm of his hand turned lightly, and his eyes flashed slightly when he heard this: "You know it clearly." ”

Jianji's expression did not move, and he replied lightly: "It's probably a little sensitive to the divine soul induction." ”

The Buddha bead in the palm of the empty palm hesitated slightly, looking at the figure flying in the rain, and his expression was confused for a while: Yunhua, it is really a place of outstanding people.

Yiyun Yiyi Taoist Cultivation and Moonlight Haiqing Buddha Cultivation, standing in the rainstorm, watching the lightning and vines flying, raindrops falling, splashing water, and falling mixed with rainwater to flow into the distance.

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The jade plate and the nameplate slowly approached and finally merged into one, and the nameplate was still the same as before, but in Mu Jun's divine sense, a three-dimensional map of Jiuxiao Peak appeared, and every grass and tree was extremely clear. Yun Cang took Mu Jun's little hand, put a jade-like bracelet on her wrist, and said with a smile: "This is a small gift from Uncle Shi, go good boy, Uncle Shi will come to see you at any time." Pushing Mu Jun's back, Mu Jun couldn't help but cross the boundary monument, and before he had time to turn around and say goodbye, he stepped into another world.

It's still the same wooden path, but it's turned into a pontoon bridge hanging above the sea of clouds, connecting to the cliff on that side. Mu Jun looked back at the way he came, but only saw that behind the boundary monument were the undulating clouds, how could there be any ancient trees and vines, Mu Jun looked at it for a few breaths, then turned around and walked forward along the wooden path.

Mu Jun walked slowly step by step, and found that the aura here was richer than that of the main peak of the clouds, and groups of cranes were flying between the sea of clouds, playing with each other, but they were not close to this wooden bridge. It took Mu Jun half an hour to reach the end of the bridge. Stepping along the stone road into the octagonal pavilion on the side of the road, there was an old man in white standing on the stone table, holding a red fruit the size of a baby's fist, looking at him with a smile on his face.

When he got closer, Mu Jun realized that the old man was standing on the stone table, and he was only as tall as himself. His gray beard and long eyebrows dragged on the table, and the bun tied to the top of his head with a wooden hairpin was also gray, and his big nose almost covered his eyes, and his whole body was round and round. What made Mu Jun most curious was that he was wearing a pair of straw sandals, which were still very old, and there was a pretty red sprout on both insteps.

"The old decayed ginseng has been waiting for a long time. His voice was old and kind, and Mu Jun was busy saluting his juniors: "Xiao Xiu Mu Jun is a disciple of the Lord of Jiuxiao Peak, the Lord of the Nine Heavens. ”

"Well, the old man has received a message from the Lord of Yuncang, and he is waiting here. Shenwu didn't say much, and looked at Mu Jun with a smile and squinted eyes: "It's really a cute little doll," and handed the green fruit in his hand to Mu Jun: "The fruit in the mountain is just ripe, let you taste it." Mu Jun stretched out his hand to take it and looked at it, Qingqing seemed to have no mature feeling.

Shenwu motioned for her to eat, and Mu Jun put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, but he didn't see any taste. After thinking about it, he cautiously bit a small piece of fruit peel with his teeth, and a fragrance stimulated the buds, Mu Jun couldn't help but take a big bite, and his mouth was soft and full of relish.

"It's delicious," Sam Wu approached Mu Jun like a clever child, "In another year, it will taste better when it is red." Sam Wu floated towards the outside of the pavilion, and Mu Jun bit the fruit and followed.

Mu Jun looked at the cloud-covered deep mountain, and could vaguely see the buildings and pavilions, which was where he would live in the future?

(To be continued.) )