The old man was collectively forgotten by them, and he shrank into Mu Jun's hair, like a hamster, silent alone.

Mu Jun stood beside Yunxiao, looking at the sea that was slowly moving backwards, didn't he want to save Xiaohuo and Xuanbai Youchi?

"Master," Mu Jun put together the words in his heart, "Since you saw that group of dragons kidnapping Xiaohuo, why didn't you stop them?"

Yunxiao looked ahead, his expression did not move: "They are used to being reckless, let them remember it for a long time this time, otherwise they don't know the world, and there are as many capable people as the stars." ”

Mu Jun always felt that this sounded a little strange, as if she was talking about what she was used to. He didn't want to think about it, the two strains of Xuanyu were demon seeds, and they were also extraterritorial heavenly demons, although they cultivated their spirits, on the surface, she could still manage them when she was a child, but since she saw their father, it was difficult for her to even control their traces.

Not to mention the young dragon Xiaohuo, who ignores the two strains of Xuanyou, although he is respectful to her on the surface, it is still for the sake of the clouds. She can't control any of them. Of course, this kind of thing can't be said to Yunxiao, it will definitely be photographed.

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After going back, he painted overnight, and a picture of bathing under the moon came out, and after hanging it on the wall for a period of time, he found that this man was a shepherd of the twelve uncles, and he was deeply shocked, so he rolled it up and put it in the painting jar. One day, Mu Zheng and Mu Yun came to Mu Jun's hut as guests, and because they received a message from the Great Elder, they let the two of them go to Xianzhen Pavilion by themselves.

When Mu Jun came back, the people had already left, and he didn't care, but the next day he heard everyone discussing the picture of bathing under the moon, Mu Jun felt that something was wrong, and rushed back to the tree house, and sure enough, the painting was no longer there. Mu Jun hurriedly sent a message to the elders, saying that he had comprehended a new formation in the past few days and had asked for a leave of absence for three days. Later, I heard that the painting was taken away by Uncle Twelve, and then Mu Jun carved a formation in his tree house and refused all guests.

"Twelfth uncle?" Mu Yun looked at the people who appeared on the stage, grabbed Mu Jun's sleeve and shook it: "Fifteenth sister, why is the twelfth uncle leading the team today?"

"......" Mu Jun lowered his head and pretended not to hear, it stands to reason that Mu Jun could be fooled by the picture scroll incident because of her youth, but she just couldn't face the herd herself, no matter how she ignored her, she couldn't change the fact that she was already an adult.

The shepherd's hand pressed, the crowd was silent, and he saluted him neatly, and when the salute was over, he spoke, and his voice was low but made everyone feel as if they were saying in their ears: "Warriors under the age of ten will be led by Mu Wu and will take you to Zen Mountain, and other warriors and monks will follow me." As soon as the words fell, the crowd quickly split into two groups, and the little radish heads under the age of ten followed Mu Wu to the carriage waiting at the edge of the square.

With a wave of their hands, the rest of the men followed him towards the other side of the square, yes, with a boost of energy. Among the ten people left, only Mu Jun, Mu Zheng, and Mu Hong have spiritual roots. Among the other seven, Mu Yun and Mu Jia are women, and the other five are all men, aged between fifteen and eighteen, and they are all sons of Mu Jun's uncles, including Mu Yun's eldest brother Mu Xiang and Mu Jia's younger brother Mu Du. The other three are all returning from the mundane world, and they will return to the mundane world to make contributions until the age of eighteen. You must know that in the ordinary world, they have been officials for several generations, and they are standing at the top, and here they are at most excellent martial artists.

Mu Hong is the same age as Mu Zheng and Mu Zheng, the second son of Mu Jun's seventh uncle, and at the end of the year, he will go to the immortal cultivation world with the patriarch to participate in the spiritual root test of Sui Yuemen. Most of the spiritual roots in the family are in Sui Yuemen, although there are no powerful ones, but there are as many as three foundation building monks, including Mu Jun's father Mu Sui. They are all people who can speak in the Sui Yue Gate, in the Sui Yue Gate, Mu Zheng's qualifications can enter the inner door, although Mu Hong is the outer door, but he can be protected by the elders.

Mu Jun was born in the clan, and after testing the single wood spirit root at the age of seven, the patriarchs and elders were pleasantly surprised, but for the sake of Mu Jun's safety and future, they only said that she was the three spirit roots of water, wood and fire. Mu Jun guessed that the elders were preparing to send themselves to Yunhua Sect, and it was absolutely no problem for such good qualifications to enter the largest immortal cultivation sect, and the Mu family might be able to enter the immortal cultivation realm in a few decades.

Since coming to this pastoral city to live in peace thousands of years ago, the thoughts of the ancestors of the Mu family for generations are: to return to the world of cultivating immortals, even if it is good to stand in a remote small immortal cultivation city, the birth of Mu Jun allows them to see such hope.

Twenty-four minutes when everyone arrived at the racecourse, Mu Jun and Mu Yun glanced at each other, it seemed that they had other tasks today. There were unsaddled dragon horses galloping on the pasture, and Mu Jun had carefully observed these horses, except for running faster and more steady, and growing taller and more handsome, there was no difference in appearance from ordinary horses. However, according to the classics, this ** has the bloodline of a dragon, and if you have the opportunity, you can advance to the real dragon horse, step on the clouds and chase the wind, and breathe for thousands of miles.

The herdsmen whistled at the running horses, a black horse galloped away from the horses, and in a few breaths he came to the eyes, stretched out his head and rubbed the herdsmen affectionately, he stretched out his hand and patted the horse's back, picked up the saddle prepared by the Sima people on the side, checked it carefully, gave the black horse a good fit, flew on the horse's back, the black horse raised its front hooves and neighed, spread the horse's hooves and galloped around the racecourse.

Running back in front of everyone, the herdsmen sat on horseback and looked around at the still standing herdsmen, and slightly hooked the corners of their mouths: "A quarter of an hour, go." Mu Jun and they immediately dispersed, after looking at each other, ten people blew the whistle at the same time, and ten horses immediately rushed out of the herd, Mu Jun looked at the leading purple and red horse, raised his chin slightly, and slowly hooked the corners of his mouth.

In less than half an hour, Mu Jun and the ten of them were already sitting on horseback waiting for the herdsmen's instructions, and the herdsmen took the lead and said, "Yuncheng." Before the words fell, they ran a few feet away, and Mu Jun and the others quickly followed, and the sound of horses' hooves burst for a while. On the ten-zhang wide street, eleven horses slowly passed through the crowd in the direction of the city gate, because there is a rule in the city that no one is allowed to gallop in the downtown area, and the offender will be whipped a hundred. Anyone including the patriarch of the Mu family, the lord of the city.

Along the way, someone greeted them and asked them where they were going, and the shopkeeper ran over and handed Mu Yun a bag of dried fruits, and Mu Jun got a bag of snacks, Mu Jun felt that the whole Mucheng was like a home, a family. Perhaps this is how angry and sad Mu Jun in his previous life was when he knew that Mucheng was destroyed.

Along the way, someone greeted them and asked them where they were going, and the shopkeeper ran over and handed Mu Yun a bag of dried fruits, and Mu Jun got a bag of snacks, Mu Jun felt that the whole Mucheng was like a home, a family. Perhaps this is how angry and sad Mu Jun in his previous life was when he knew that Mucheng was destroyed.

(To be continued.) )