"Son of luck?" Mu Jun was stunned, luck as the name suggests: Qi number, fate! No matter in the past or present life, it is a mysterious word.

It has been recorded in the Xiuzhen Chronicle that every 10,000 years, there will be people with great luck, born in any of the three thousand realms, who will inherit the greatest blessing of heaven and earth and cause the greatest disaster of heaven and earth. The monks comprehend heaven and earth, and how sensitive they are to the changes in the five elements and six fortunes after condensing the infant, once the people of the atmosphere appear, they will all have some understanding.

According to the records of the Xiuzhen Chronicle-Daqian Eastern Calendar Realm, a young man appeared in the Eastern Calendar Realm 70,000 years ago, and he was condensed in just a hundred years. Stirring up the chaos of the four worlds of demons, demons, ghosts, and humans in the Eastern Calendar for three hundred years, countless monks have fallen, and the mundane is desolate. Just two hundred years later, this son and several beauties flew to the upper realm, but the Great Thousand Eastern Realms withered from then on, turning into seven poor small worlds, becoming a gathering place for evil cultivators and evil cultivators, which is now the notorious Eastern Seven Realms.

50,000 years ago, in the Middle Thousand Realms - Western Moon Realm, there was a woman who reappeared in the path of the young man in the Eastern Calendar Realm, which attracted countless high-level monks in the Western Moon Realm to chase and kill, and finally this woman was trapped and killed by the formation. Although it did not cause a war in the Four Realms, it has caused not a single monk in the Western Moon Realm to ascend until now. The high-ranking monks who trapped and killed this woman 50,000 years ago were all scattered when they crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, and they didn't even have a corpse immortal.

Since then, the monks of the three thousand worlds of all sizes have called such people the sons of luck, because of the lessons of the Western Moon Realm, when the sons of luck appear in other worlds, they should befriend this son more, or let it go, let him toss it himself.

"Son of Luck!" Mo Fei hugged the fruit and took a bite fiercely: "You can't beat it, you can't beat it, you can't do it, but it can make the head of the house worry." "The first time Mo Fei heard about this, he was envious and jealous of the hedge, but after going out to travel, his mood and eyes opened, and he felt that it was just a fate!

Mu Jun stared at the half-eaten fruit in his hand and suddenly lost his appetite, will he repeat the ending of the original owner in this life? Mu Jun fell into thoughts, his mind was low, Mo Fei looked at it clearly, threw the kernel into the grass next to him, walked to Mu Jun and bent down and pinched her cheek: "What do you want? Do you also envy and envy her? No, with your qualifications, you were born to be envied and jealous, okay! Heaven-level single spirit root is a guarantee that it can soar steadily!"

"No matter how good the qualifications are, what if they are destined to fall?" Mu Jun stared blankly at Mo Fei.

"Doomed?!" Mo Fei smiled exaggeratedly, leaned forward and backward, and finally raised his hand to pat Mu Jun's head: "Looking at the exquisite little sister, how can you be so stupid?"

Mo Fei turned around, the long skirt of the cloud dress embroidered with aqua blue patterns drew a beautiful arc, sat sideways on the porch chair, stretched out her white and slender index finger, and poked Mu Jun's forehead fiercely: "Who in this world dares to say what his fate is destined to be, that is, although the hedge is the son of luck, she may be able to soar, but after the ascension, can she still be the son of luck?"

Mo Fei held the fruit in front of Mu Jun's eyes: "Do you know how many seeds are in this fruit?" Mu Jun glanced at it: "About seven or eight." Mo Fei broke open the fruit with both hands and held it up: "Eight." She held another seed in front of Mu Jun's eyes: "Do you know how much fruit this seed will bear in the future?" Mu Jun stared at the seed and shook his head.

"We can know how many seeds are in a fruit, but we don't know how many fruits a seed can produce. Mo Fei came to Mu Jun with a serious expression: "I don't ask you what you're worried about, and I don't ask you what you have to do with the hedge? I just want to tell you that the fate in this world is the most difficult to figure out, it depends on how you control it! Think for yourself, I'll wait for you over there." Mo Fei put the seed into Mu Jun's hand, got up and walked out of the thousand-step corridor.

Mu Jun pinched the seed and looked at it for a long time, and her mind went over and over what Mo Fei said, she was indeed shocked by the 'Son of Luck', this is a big killer. Will the fate of the Mu family and his own fate still be on the same path? Mu Jun unconsciously gave birth to the seed in his hand, watching it sprout and stretch, and it grew ten inches tall in a dozen breaths, and the roots tightly wrapped Mu Jun's hand and wrapped along her arm.

Mu Jun squatted in the corner of the garden, wielded a hoe transformed into a phantom wood, dug a pit in the soil, and planted the saplings. I gave it some spiritual power, and when its rhizomes were rooted in the soil and began to absorb nutrients, it was gently covered with soil. Mu Jun touched the emerald green leaves: "You come to witness whether I can break this fate!" The leaves swayed, as if in agreement, Mu Jun slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his heart relaxed a little.

Stepping onto the square and walking towards the crowd, Mo Fei greeted her and looked at her expression, seeing that there was no depression between her eyebrows, her heart was relieved: "I will introduce you to two senior brothers and sisters." Mo Fei paused, and hurriedly sent a message to Mu Jun: "Do you want to tell them your identity?" Mo Fei was very entangled, not every disciple can have a natural and unrestrained attitude in front of his master and uncle or Taishi and his ancestor.

"Just say Nine Heavens Mujun. Mu Jun knew Mo Fei's worries, and his high rank was indeed troublesome.

"Zhao Yu, my senior uncle Yilan's senior disciple," Mo Fei led a tall young man in a cloud robe to Mu Jun: "The last time I traveled, I was led by Senior Brother Zhao, a first-class rune master. ”

The tall Zhao Yu smiled and saluted Mu Jun: "I've seen Uncle Shizu." Mu Jun glanced at Mo Fei and raised his hand to salute: "No need to be polite." ”

"Xinyu, Zhao Yu's junior sister. The baby-faced little girl greeted Mu Jun with a smile: "Uncle Pastor." Mu Jun's eyes swept over, Zhao Yu looked at Xinyu with a gentle smile, Mu Jun understood, Mo Fei winked at her beside him.

Perhaps because they were all teenagers, there was no expected restraint, the four of them got together and chatted excitedly, Mu Jun smiled and listened to them talk about interesting things when they went out to travel, and occasionally asked if there was anything to pay attention to, so as to prepare for their own travel in the future.

There was a sudden commotion at the end of the crowd, and the four of them looked over there, and ten girls in blue and white dresses from the outer gate came together, and the young monks in the crowd discussed in a low voice: "The jade spike is the first of the ten spirit flowers in the outer peak!"

"That's the top ten spiritual flower beauties in the Qi cultivation period of the Outer Thirty-six Peaks," Xinyu explained to Mu Jun on the side.

Mo Fei took over the conversation: "Yu Sui is Yu Cang's cousin, the tallest one, known as the first beauty in the outer peak, but," Mo Fei touched his nose: "The temper is so hot that even the light master uncle will avoid three points when he sees it." ”

Mu Jun took a look at the ten beauties, the tallest woman had the most prominent appearance, with a pair of long eyes unique to the jade family, and was bowing her head and laughing with a few girls: "Their relationship is quite good!"

"Most of them are in-laws, so the relationship is naturally good. Mo Fei nodded: "The woman on Yusui's left hand side is my cousin, and she has the best relationship with Yusui, and I have a few years of age difference with them, and I have much less contact." ”

"Sure enough, they are all beautiful women!" Mu Jun looked at them one by one, they were indeed rare beauties, the male monks in the square all stretched their necks to take a closer look, and Mu Jun even found a few young men peeking at each other with blushing faces.

"Uncle Shi is also a great beauty!" Xinyu turned his head to look at Mu Jun's long hair, his hair was like silk, but ......

"Uncle Shi, will the tips of your hair move?" Xinyu was afraid that he would be dazzled, so he bent down to stare carefully, which made Mo Fei also curious: "It's the wind blowing, right?"

"It's really the wind," Mu Jun turned to face the two of them, signaling them to make too much fuss.

"Maybe......" Xinyu tilted her head in confusion, Zhao Yu patted her head dotingly, Xinyu hid behind him with a red face, Mu Jun and Mo Fei pretended not to see it, and looked into the distance.

"Is that a hedge?" Mu Jun stared at the woman on the side of the independence in the distance, staring at the sky expressionlessly with one hand behind his back, revealing a slender neck like jade, a thin and slender figure, and a wonderful man.

"En......" Mo Fei glanced at it: "I also secretly went to see it once last year, and I am a big beauty." ”

"Oh?" Mu Jun glanced at the ten beauties: "Why isn't she among the ten beauties of the outer peak?"

"Her cultivation is too low, she is only at the fourth level of Qi cultivation, and she often takes tasks to travel alone, and the disciples of the outer peaks are not very impressed with her. Xinyu probed out from behind Zhao Yu.

"How do you know so clearly?" Mo Fei's eyes were full of confusion.

"Last year, I took the same task with her, and when I met her, I invited her to join her, but she refused, and the other disciples of the other Outer Peaks told me," Xinyu paused: "Hua Li likes to be alone, and most of the disciples of the sect do not socialize!"

Mu Jun and Mo Fei glanced at each other, and did not continue the topic.

At this moment, two sword shadows flew in the air, one green and one white, and only after standing in mid-air did Mu Jun see the person who came clearly: Rong Mo and the man in green clothes in the hall.

"Two Rong Daxiu?!" Mo Fei whispered beside him.

"Do you know?" Mu Jun retracted his gaze and asked Mo Fei in a voice.

"That Tsing Yi overhaul is Rong Mo's cousin, Rong Chen's only son: Rong Yue!" Mo Fei hurriedly explained Mu Jun's doubts.

"Oh," Mu Jun was about to ask, and suddenly felt that the top of her head was as hot as a fire, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of her head, room temperature......!

Mu Jun raised his head and stared into the air, just in front of Rong Mo's line of sight, Mu Jun felt that there was a fire in it, dark and hot! Mu Jun looked at it for two breaths, retracted his gaze extremely calmly, and only after three breaths did he quietly let out a long breath: Jindan overhaul is an old monster! Rong Mo, who was standing in mid-air, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly......

"Today is the day when the Blue Brown Secret Realm opens, you are the cultivators of the younger generations of the sect, and you have already been familiar with the key points of the secret realm, so I will not repeat them here, I only remind you: Don't hurt your fellow disciples!" Rong Mo's expression was cold, and his eyes swept sharply over the Qi refining cultivators in the square.

Hundreds of monks bowed at the same time: "No!"

With a wave of Tsing Yi Rongyue's hand, a shuttle ship appeared on the square, Mu Jun looked at the hull of the ship, and felt that five years had passed!

Stepping on the Suo Spirit Boat, Mo Fei, Xinyu, Zhao Yu, and Mu Jun found a place by the window and sat down, and the ten beauties formed a team to occupy the two nearby tables. When Yusui passed by Mo Fei's side, she reached out and touched her little face, which provoked Mo Fei to chase after her angrily, but she was held down by the ten beauties and couldn't turn back, so Mo Fei asked Mu Jun for advice. Mu Jun looked at the group of beauties who were like flowers and jade, silently turned his gaze, and transmitted the voice to Mo Fei: The beauty is too fierce, you can ask for more blessings!