A golden-green light slowly rose around the phantom wood, and after a few breaths, a white light flashed, and Mu Jun couldn't help but look away. After three breaths, he turned his gaze back and found that his palm was empty, Mu Jun subconsciously looked at the ground, Sam Wu was amused by her appearance, and smiled and motioned Mu Jun to look inward at his dantian.

Mu Jun's divine consciousness condensed inside, and found that a miniature phantom wood appeared in the lower dantian, and the golden pattern exuded a faint golden light, Mu Jun's divine consciousness was attached, and the phantom wood faintly conveyed the intimacy of blood connection. After returning to his senses, Mu Jun's expression was complicated, and he never thought that this phantom wood yuan body was actually an innate spiritual treasure, such a great fortune, which made Mu Jun's heart feel a little uneasy.

Seeing that Mu Jun did not have the joy that ordinary people should have, Shen Wu reached out and touched the top of her head, and looked at her with a little worry: "Little Mu Jun, is there anything wrong?"

"......" Mu Jun shook his head and paused for two breaths, and then looked at Samwu with a little hesitation: "I never thought that the phantom wood was actually an innate spiritual treasure, and with this treasure, my heart is uncomfortable, and Senior Brother Jianfeng ...... there."

"Ordinary people are overjoyed when they get a treasure, and hide it well to prevent others from coveting it. You are uneasy, but your mind is pure, but ......" Shenwu's expression became serious: "Although the phantom wood is a treasure, it was given to you voluntarily by Jianfeng, if this thing is an ordinary wooden sword, will you blame Jianfeng for being stingy?"

"No," Mu Jun shook his head.

"In this case, the sword has become a treasure, why should you be ashamed of it, whether it is good or bad, it is your chance!" Sam Wu's eyes stared at Mu Jun with a slightly sharp eye: "The monk is open-minded, worthy of the Taoist heart, what he needs to gain calmly, and what he loses is indifferent." It's just a phantom wood, and I'm timid, how can you get the great road to soar in the future?!!" Sam Wu's words were like thunder, and Mu Jun's heart was in a trance, and she was busy concentrating and meditating......

Mu Jun opened his eyes for a long time, his eyes were calm and clear, his breath was calm and mellow, and he made a great salute to Shen Wushen: "Sambo's mantra, Mu Jun will always remember it in his heart!!"

"Xiao Mu Jun, the avenue is long and long, the scenery is magnificent along the way, and there are thousands of temptations, you need to have a firm heart to go to the other side of immortality......!"

The moonlit night was cool, Mu Jun leaned on the window of the studio on the second floor of his residence, dragging his cheeks and staring at the flying fireflies in the trees, the faint pale blue halo, like stars in the sky. Mu Jun changed his posture, looked at the white sky in the moonlight in the distance, and sighed, the monks were really lonely.

With a wave of his hand, a basketball-sized green fruit appeared, Mu Jun's divine consciousness was immersed, and he saw two black seeds the size of a fist, if he breathed, undulating, Mu Jun's divine consciousness could feel a slight intimate dependence, just like a little baby's dependence on his mother, immature and innocent......

A few days ago, Mu Jun took the green fruit and asked what variety it was, and he was also surprised that there were still spiritual seeds in this world that he didn't know. Although it is not certain what species it is, Samwu is sure that it is an innate spirit species. It is also like ginseng, which cultivates on its own from the time it is seeded, and generally has a racial inheritance. Because of their early wisdom, most of them are highly intelligent people, just like human beings.

Mu Jun is going to find a place with abundant wood spiritual power in the Nine Waists to plant them, and see what kind of species they are after they sprout. Sam Wu was also full of curiosity about this, Mu Jun wanted Sam Wu to take care of it, but Sam Wu said that let Mu Jun use his own wood spirit power to nourish the seeds, maybe they could germinate early, and they could also form a good fate. So Mu Jun would take out the green fruit if he was fine, inject some wood spiritual power into it, and use his divine sense to rub the familiarity.

"You are Yunxiao's apprentice?!" A little girl's voice sounded in Mu Jun's ears, so shocked that she almost lost the fruit in her hand, when did this Jiuxiao come to the little girl again? Yuncang accepted another apprentice? Mu Jun looked around with the fruit, but there was no one in sight, and he didn't see anything unusual when he looked into the woods downstairs. If Mu Jun's divine sense spreads to the surroundings of the searchlight, there will not be any strange creatures within a radius of 100 meters, strange!

"Is this what you painted? Have you ever seen the clouds?" The slightly puzzled voice sounded again, Mu Jun turned his head to stare at his drawing board, the person on the painting was the man he saw in the inscription of the Nine Heavens Realm when he first came to Jiuxiao Peak, he was Yunxiao?!

"I painted it, you are ......" Mu Jun stared at the drawing board, his divine sense paying close attention to whether there were any spiritual power fluctuations around him.

"It's so beautiful," the voice was genuinely admired, and paused: "Ah, I forgot you can't see me, wait......" Mu Jun's divine sense immediately noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power in front of the drawing board, and finally a figure appeared, just ......

"Are you the ice Jiao of the sky?!" This feature is too obvious: the body is only the thickness of Mu Jun's thumb, five inches long, covered in ice blue, snake body and dragon horns, it is early summer and the air is still bubbling all over the body, Mu Jun can't help but want to give it a breath of hot air to warm it.

"Well, I hear the group talk about you every day, and I happen to be free today, so I'll come and see you," Bingjiao skewered on Mu Jun's shoulder a few times, stretched out his head and rubbed on her face: "It's really warm!"

"......" Mu Jun, who was busy running his spiritual power to keep warm, shook his teeth: "Can you ...... Collect your air-conditioning, why don't you go to the table?"

"Alas, forget that your cultivation is too low," Bingjiao slipped to the table in a low voice, straightened up and looked at Mu Jun who was meditating cross-legged, and said after a few breaths: "You are better looking than Suoyi!"

"Uh...... Thank you, Suo Yi is ......" Mu Jun suddenly remembered where he seemed to have heard this name, and his thoughts turned around a few times before he remembered the beauty in charge of the Zanggong Pavilion: There is a face of Sister Lin, but it is the Yuanying Shangjun Sword Nun of the Main Killing Sword, the senior sister of the light! Mu Jun glanced at Bingjiao who stared at a pair of round skating blue eyes, and his aesthetics were too individual, Mu Jun asked himself if he didn't have the demeanor of a beautiful woman.

"The head of the clouds. Bingjiao tilted his head and said in surprise.

Mu Jun was stunned for a few breaths before he came to his senses: "Concubine...... Concubine ...... "Could it be that even Bingjiao in this world is the heart of a female man?"

"Yes, that woman has been in the sky for three hundred years," Bingjiao nodded.

Mu Jun was speechless for a long time, and he would learn that the master he had not met, such amazing gossip, it was really exciting, Mu Jun got up and sat down at the table, brewed a cup of mellow spiritual tea, and waited for Bingjiao's secret.

"You are Mu Linggen, why does Yunxiao want to accept you as an apprentice? He is an ice spirit root, he doesn't understand ......" Bing Jiao looked Mu Jun up and down.

"I don't know, it was Uncle Yuncang who took me to Jiuxiao. Mu Jun took out the snacks and fruits and put them in front of Bingjiao, saw it stretch out its head and sniff the snacks, opened its mouth to bite it, squinted its eyes, and swallowed a whole piece in one bite, so that its cheeks bulged.

"Yuncang Dajun?" Bing Jiao shook his head: "It was Yunxiao who sent a message to him and asked him to collect it on his behalf." Mu Jun was slightly surprised, it turned out that what Master Yuncang said was true, but unfortunately no one believed him, alas...... But why would Yunxiao take himself as an apprentice who he had not met?

"You haven't seen Yunxiao, how can you draw him?" Bing Jiaotou nodded in the direction of the drawing board: "Even the jade crown is the same." ”

"I saw it in the inscription of the Nine Heavens Boundary Monument," Mu Jun stretched out his index finger and gently touched Bingjiao's jaw, and his two breaths shrank back, it was too cold.

"Oh, can you see this?" Bingjiao looked at the drawing board suspiciously, shook his head suspiciously after a few breaths, and stretched out his tail to poke the plate that decorated the snacks: "Is there anything else, decorate it for me to bring back to Bingjian Valley." ”

"......" Mu Jun took out the storage bag with snacks and was about to choose a few things for Bingjiao, but Bingjiao stretched out his head and opened his mouth to pull it over: "It's so stingy!"

Hearing this, Mu Jun silently withdrew his hand: "These snacks are all made by Sambo, why don't you go to Sambo and ask for them?"

"The old ginseng is the most angry," Bingjiao picked up the storage bag with his tail, rolled his eyes and gave Mu Jun: "He will only make it for you to eat, so I don't want to be talked about by him for a few snacks." ”

"......" Mu Jun took out the green fruit again, put his chin on it, and stared at Bingjiao: "Sambo is not stingy, and the dumplings like him." ”

"That stupid meat bird," Bingjiao climbed up along the green fruit and made eye contact with Mu Jun: "Anyone can deceive him, and sooner or later he will die stupidly." As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Jun found that Bingjiao's body stiffened, jumped up like lightning, and an ice arrow shot at him, Mu Jun picked up the green fruit and jumped back, frowned and stared at Bingjiao, suspended in mid-air: "What do you mean?"

"How can there be a Xuanyu Fruit ?!! in the Cloud Realm" Bing Jiao's voice was as cold and gloomy as an old woman.

"Xuanyu Fruit?" Mu Jun raised the green fruit in his hand: "Do you know?" Mu Jun was extremely curious, Sambo didn't know it, Bingjiao actually knew this green fruit, and it was very afraid of this fruit!

"I have it in my clan's inheritance," Bing Jiao stared at Qingguozi cautiously, "It only grows in the Heavenly Demon Altar outside the Thirty-Three Heavenly Domains...... But it should be black and gold, right?" Bing Jiao shook his head, the murderous aura just now was absolutely right.

"Its seeds are black. Mu Juntu felt that the green fruit was like a hot potato, could she throw it away? ?

"......" Bingjiao blinked, opened his mouth and spit out a small blue ball of light, and his body twisted and disappeared: "The information about Xuanyouguo left by my ancestors, you can see for yourself, I have returned to Bingjian Valley, remember to come and play with me!!"

"......" Mu Jun lightly put the green fruit on the table, took a few steps back, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and expressed strong contempt for Bingjiao's behavior of slipping away after scaring people. The wood spirit power wrapped the small light left by the ice jiao, Mu Jun's divine sense carefully probed into it, and a new memory ball was born in the sea of consciousness: Xuanyu fruit, ten thousand years of leaf life, fig life, fruit ripe skin black with golden patterns, mostly two kinds of one fruit, innate spirit seed, fierce and happy to kill, mostly as the natal magic weapon of the heavenly demon clan.

Mu Jun stared at the green fruit on the table, like a time bomb, she remembered these days, held it in her hand and nourished it with wood spiritual power, and also used her divine sense to probe the seeds inside, now she has a chill in her back when she thinks about it, I don't know where Old Man Zhao found this fruit, it is too dangerous. The extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Clan, when you hear the name, you know that it is not a good stubble.

Mu Jun sent a sword letter to Shenwu, and before ten breaths of Shenwu appeared in the room, Mu Jun pointed to the green fruits on the table, and Shenwu was amused by Mu Jun's timidity. Sam Wu looked at Qingguozi and touched his beard: "Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon, that is a pervasive race, but it is mostly walking in the Nine Heavens, the Cloud Realm belongs to the Small Thousand Realm, and there should be no such thing, it is not a remnant ......of the ancients."

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