After returning to Jiuxiao Peak, Mu Jun was like a demon pinching the trick all day long, practicing the sword trick of the common people. Shenwu often gave guidance on the side, and sometimes practiced with Mu Jun, which made her gain a lot.

One day, Shen Wu stroked his beard and said meaningfully: "Xiao Mujun, you haven't really comprehended the advantages of Tianmu Linggen!" After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves like an understatement, hundreds of vines with thick mouths suddenly appeared around him, and he reached a height of dozens of zhang in a few breaths.

Mu Jun stared blankly at the thick vines intersecting with each other, outlining countless patterns. Mu Jun recognized that it was a rune, she walked to the root of the vine, reached out to touch it, but was bounced back by the invisible spiritual power, and the spiritual power moved and fell lightly. Mu Jun couldn't hide his shock, this was actually a spirit planting array, which completely subverted the common sense of the formation.

Shenwu threw a green ball of light and floated away, leaving behind a sentence: "Use your divine sense to communicate with Lingzhi, and you will find another world." ”

Mu Jun sat cross-legged in the huge spirit planting array, meditating intently, holding the Xuanyu fruit in both hands, his divine sense probed into the flesh, and caressed the black spirit seed. Two small divine senses rubbed up, and Mu Jun tried to follow his thoughts along the divine consciousness and the spirit seed: "Do you want to come up with it?"

The two small divine senses of "......" were still entangled in Mu Jun's divine sense, and there was no abnormal reaction, and Mu Jun asked a few more times, but they were still ignorant. Mu Jun retreated to her divine consciousness in frustration, and the two small divine senses were still tightly entangled with her, and she retreated several times, but she did not break free. Two sour and reluctant emotions rushed to Mu Jun's sea of consciousness along the divine consciousness. Her eyes were sour, and her nose was as uncomfortable as water.

Following the divine consciousness of the Xuan Ghost Fruit Spirit Seed, he walked through the long corridor, and the surrounding walls were carved with pale runes, and the brilliance flowed, making the runes look like living creatures. The little divine consciousness pulled Mu Jun's divine consciousness towards the depths of the Yongdao, and after turning seven detours, he entered a small room that was also engraved with runes.

In the center of the room, a green ball of light was suspended, and the little divine sense pulled her into the light cluster. In a moment, Mu Jun seems to have crossed hundreds of millions of years of time painting wall, the infinite vast green world, and countless totems circulate, telling the long and difficult survival history of a race. Mu Jun understands that this is the evolutionary history of the Xuan Ghost race, and it is also the racial inheritance of the Xuan Ghost Race.

Returning to the divine sense, there were two more memory balls in the sea of consciousness, Mu Jun probed into it, and it took a long time to open his eyes, looking at the Xuanyu fruit in his arms, and his thoughts were mixed. According to the Xuanyou Fruit lineage, their clan land is at the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Altar, and when each Xuanyou Fruit is ripe, it will be plucked and enshrined on the altar. If you encounter a destined Heavenly Demon, you will use the Heavenly Demon's heart and blood as a guide, and the Demon Pill as a habitat to conceive your own primordial spirit.

The more he learned about the evolutionary history of the Mysterious Ghost Species, the more entangled Mu Jun became: he was shocked by the survival wisdom of this race, moved by their high lethality as a spirit species, and hesitated by their bloodthirsty demonic nature. If you want to ask Mu Jun the truest thoughts in her heart: she desperately desires to have them, but she is worried about their bloodthirsty demonic nature. Being able to have the natal magic weapon of the Heavenly Demon Clan, just thinking about it is enough to make people's blood boil.

Mu Jun held the Xuanyou Fruit, going back and forth in the Spirit Planting Array, the spiritual power of the surrounding wood became more and more intense, and Mu Jun sent spiritual power to the Xuanyou Fruit. Suddenly, the Heavenly Demon sensed the demonic nature and absorbed the magic power, so the Xuanyou Fruit also absorbed the magic power. But these days, the Xuan Ghost Species is absorbing the wood spirit power to nourish the Yuan Shen. Does this mean that in fact, Xuanyouguo is like a human being, it can be an immortal or a demon?! This thought tossed and turned in Mu Jun's mind for a long time, gritted her teeth, she decided to try, such a good opportunity, how could she let it go!

In the sea of knowledge, Mu Jun repeatedly practiced the innate method of the Xuanyou clan to solve eighty-one times, and one method decision required seven tricks, a total of five hundred and sixty-seven tricks. Mu Jun secretly smacked her tongue, the Innate Phantom Wood had the ability to change at will with the four methods and eight techniques, which had already amazed her. With such a complicated trick of Xuanyouguo, I don't know what kind of talent it will have, I don't think it will be, I am worthy of the title of extraterritorial spirit species, right?

For nearly three months, Mu Jun was able to make no mistake and pinched out five hundred and sixty-seven tricks. Another month passed, and Mu Jun made up his mind to recognize the master of the Xuan Ghost Seed when the wood spiritual power was at its strongest in the morning. Regarding this matter, Mu Jun seriously inquired about Samwu's opinion, and he pondered for a few breaths before saying: "Since you can communicate with them, maybe it is an opportunity given to you by God, so let's try it!" With Samwu's words, Mu Jun's heart was a lot more stable.

The sky was faintly bright, Mu Jun sat cross-legged in the spirit attraction array, the Xuanyou Fruit floated in the air, and the spiritual power cut through the ring finger of his left hand. Ten breaths later, a drop of blood overflowed from his heart, and then he was wrapped in wood spiritual power, Mu Jun pinched the trick with both hands, and the hand shadows staggered and flew in front of his chest, leaving only a series of phantoms. Eighty-one pale runes entered the blood of the heart, and nine divine senses simultaneously drew one hundred and eight 'wood' character characters for the runes. Little by little, the blood in the heart turned green, and the body was covered with flowing runes, a faint green halo enveloped it, and the divine sense guided the blood in the heart to merge towards the Xuanyu Fruit floating in the air.

The blood in the heart was all soaked into the flesh, and the runes were highlighted on the skin of the Xuanyu fruit, and if the blood flowed, it flowed back and forth, and the surrounding wood spiritual power gathered towards it. However, the five breaths, the wood spirit power within the surrounding zhang was rich and substantial, and the Great Zhou Tian in Mu Jun's body was turning wildly, she thought maybe she could build a foundation here?

The wood spiritual power is still gathering, and the wood spiritual power around the Xuanyou Fruit has turned into spiritual liquid, which is adsorbed around it and does not fall, and the runes on the Xuanyou Fruit emit green light, as if there is a peerless treasure inside, and the brilliance is flickering. In the spiritual liquid, two brittle two-leaf black shoots, swinging the leaves grew out of the Xuanyu fruit skin, a huge rune appeared on the two black shoots, and the surrounding wood spiritual power gathered faster and faster, as if the entire Jiuxiao wood spiritual power was attracted, and the spiritual power in Mu Jun's dantian was also looted, she stared at the young shoots that fanned the leaves, and instinctively felt that something was wrong......

The dark clouds on the top of Jiuxiao Peak rolled, lightning and thunder roared, and the huge pressure alarmed the beasts of Jiuxiao, and they crawled to the ground in horror. Bingjiao hid at the bottom of the ice stream, trembling his little heart to calculate the time of his transformation, and found that something was wrong, his heart relaxed a lot, and muttered to himself: It seems that there is a high-level innate spirit creature born in Jiuxiao Peak, and after thinking about it for a long time, his eyes suddenly widened: "It can't be that thing, right?

Shen Wu caged his sleeves, calmly looked at the dark clouds above his head, Tuanzi hid in his sleeves and trembled, Mu Jun shouted in his heart at the moment: Save me!! But no one paid attention to her, the two shoots each pulled out a young leaf, the dark clouds rolled more quickly, when the young shoots pulled out the fifth young leaf, the purple sky thunder thundered down, Mu Jun blinked: The direction is wrong, right?

Mu Jun stared at the thunder group that rushed down, his heart was miraculously as calm as water, without a trace of waves, and a thought flashed in his mind: You don't have to wait for a thousand years to try to be wiped out, is this considered complete?

Suddenly, two huge black shadows covered the sky and met the purple thunder group, and the sky roared like a roar, destroying the world and splitting the two black shadows. Mu Jun stared at the huge black vines with his mouth open, whipping the dark clouds violently, every time he twitched a whip, the thunder group doubled in size, and when he smoked the ninth whip, the dark clouds dispersed in an instant, as if passing by the clouds of smoke, and the blue sky was thousands of miles in an instant!

Between heaven and earth, two huge black vines swayed their branches as if in defiance, swaying back and shrinking back. Mu Jun followed them blankly and turned his gaze, looking at the two black seeds the size of a fist floating among the mysterious fruit skins of the flowers in full bloom.

The two seeds rose and fell like breathing, Mu Jun stretched out his fingers to touch the skin of the Xuanyu fruit, and with a touch of it, it flashed into a green star, flew down to the two seeds, and disappeared. As soon as Mu Jun's heart moved, two Xuan Ghost Seeds appeared in his middle dantian, which ......

"It's an extraterritorial thing, and if you can enter this territory, you should be restricted by the rules of this side," Shenwu appeared in front of Mu Jun and smiled brightly: "It's a pity, the Xuanyou clan is naturally warlike, how can there be a time to suffer, haha......"

"When they confess their Lord, they will make such a big move?" Mu Jun was entangled.

"I don't know," Shenwu shook his head, smiled and blinked, "I think the head and the elder are also coming soon." ”

"So fast?" Mu Jun touched his forehead: "Do you need to tell the truth?"

"To tell the truth?" Samwu shook his head: "Xiao Mujun, you will be imprisoned for life by the Reward and Punishment Palace!"

"Just because of the Xuan Ghost Seed, it may be the Demon Seed?" Mu Jun frowned, she felt that she was in big trouble.

"The Son of Fortune in the Cloud Realm has descended, if there is a regeneration of extraterritorial monsters," Sam Wu looked solemn: "I'm only afraid that the Cloud Realm will come in calamity!"

"Because the son of luck can't move," Mu Jun pouted, "I can only be strangled?"

"It doesn't have to be that serious," Sam Wu floated in front of Mu Jun and patted her head to comfort: "If you don't tell the truth, you can't do it, your current cultivation can't escape their divine thoughts!"

"Then what do you want to say?" Mu Jun blinked his eyes: "The movement is so big, I'm afraid that you can see it within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles." ”

"En......" Shenwu nodded: "Let's just say that Bingjiao failed to transform into a failure!"

"Will the head of the sect believe it?" Mu Jun thought.

"It's just a statement for the outside world. "Sam Wu floated to the pavilion leisurely, boiling water and boiling tea, serving leisurely.

The outside world understands that such a big movement really needs a reason to get by, so that the monks from the outside world can believe that it will be forgotten in the near future. Who would dare to covet the treasures that appeared in the Nine Peaks of the Yunhua Inner Sect? At least not in the Cloud Realm!

Mu Jun sat cross-legged opposite Shenwu, staring at him in a trance as if he was 'Tao' tea-making skills, his heart was excited and worried alternately, and Shenwu handed over a cup of tea: "Don't worry!"

Hearing this, Mu Jun held the teacup, sniffed the fragrance of tea, and muttered to himself: You always stand and talk without backache, you are an out-of-body king, and no one dares to move, but what am I?

"I haven't drunk the spiritual tea brewed by Sambo for a hundred years, I miss it tightly, and today I have a cheeky face to come to the door to disturb," the voice of the head Yunsu came from the clouds in the distance, but the three breaths fell in front of the pavilion, and he walked up a few steps: "I hope Sambo won't be stingy!"

Yunsu straightened his sleeves and saluted Sambo, who glanced at Yunsu and ignored it. Yunsu didn't care, and smiled and saluted Mu Jun: "But in a blink of an eye, Uncle Shi has grown up!"

Mu Jun flashed to the side and hurriedly replied to a junior salute: "The lord is too polite!" This is the sad urging of high seniority and low cultivation, and he will be frightened at any time, and Mu Jun has a deep grudge against this.