"The Four Realms of Demons, Demons, Demons, and Humans," the old man saw that Mu Jun's expression was wrong, and comforted him softly: "The battle of the Four Realms has disputes every 100,000 years, and this is the balance of the Heavenly Dao on the Three Thousand Realms. ”

"Is there a son of luck in the Taiyin Realm?" Mu Jun suddenly asked.

"The Son of Luck?" the old man frowned and thought for a long time: "What is the Son of Luck?"

Mu Jun tilted his head and stared at the old man, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "A cultivator who gathers the fortune of a realm is a cultivator, and most of the heavenly and earthly treasures can soar in just a few hundred years. The cultivation world calls this kind of cultivator the greatest blessing in the cultivation world and the greatest disaster in the cultivation world. After pondering for a while, he added: "Most of them are cultivators, and most of them are soul snatchers or reborns." ”

"Is there such a cultivator?" the old man was full of suspicion, floated to Mu Jun's eyes, stared at her and whispered, "Do you know what the Heavenly Dao is?"

"The laws of nature. Mu Jun felt that the air pressure of the old man was wrong.

"What is the most important thing about the Heavenly Dao?" he sat down cross-legged, his staff resting on his lap.

"Balance!" Mu Jun picked up the hem of his shirt and sat down cross-legged.

The old man floated in front of her like a lift: "The Heavenly Dao balances the laws of nature, so how can there be such a creature that violates the Heavenly Dao?"

Mu Jun shook her head, if she knew, when she was in the cloud realm before, why did she avoid the hedge.

The old man lowered his eyes and thought for a while and asked, "This kind of ...... The Son of Fortune, has he appeared many times?"

Mu Jun took out the jade slip and handed it to the old man, motioning for him to check it himself. The old man tapped the jade slip, and a point of light flew out of the jade slip and fell into his left eye, he closed his eyes, his brows furrowed suddenly, and after three breaths, he opened his eyes and looked at the jade slip in thought.

Mu Jun was stunned by the way the old man read the jade slips like this, and he didn't know if this was his personal habit or the ancient method of reading.

"Is there a son of luck in the cloud realm?" Seeing Mu Jun nodding, the old man stood up, brushed his beard and spun in a circle, muttering to himself: "Why are those who violate the way of heaven so not erased, but can all soar......

Mu Jun raised the jade plate in his hand, thinking about Mo Qing's intention to become an immortal, if he needed to inherit the Yunding Jade Que by himself, why didn't he say it clearly? It was to avoid his own rejection? Hmph...... There is such a thunder buried behind the deep friendship.

Maybe you can find a qualified heir in the Taiyou Realm, but I don't know when the battle of the Four Realms will come? Mu Jun found out the Xiuzhen Ji of Taiyu from Youpo, and rummaged through the records of the battle of the Four Realms, but he only got a few numbers: The war in the Four Realms was chaotic, and it was too quiet and silent, and after 70,000 years, the Yunding Yuque Mo Shi Li, known as the Taiyu Era in history.

If it is calculated according to this, is it that the battle of the Four Realms is only a few thousand years? Mu Jun rubbed her forehead, why did she always catch up with such a sensitive period?

"Little Mu Jun, have you ever seen the son of luck in the Cloud Realm?" the old man interrupted Mu Jun's thoughts.

"Yes," Mu Jun paused twice: "We entered the sect at the same time. ”

"Oh......" The old man floated over and asked with interest, "Is it a man or a woman?"

"Female ...... It's called Hedge. Mu Jun didn't understand the gossip in the old man's eyes, so he whispered, "A strange soul from the same realm as me. ”

"It's a different soul," the old man blinked, "Do you know why?"

"The hedge is the son of luck, and I am a cultivator surnamed Mu in order to protect the family, after the war in the Four Realms, built a formation, and time reshaped, hoping that I can change my fate and keep her family. Mu Jun didn't know whether this matter was good or bad with the old man, but she had kept these things in her heart for many years, and she didn't dare to tell others, worried that she would be wiped out, so she had to think about herself, but she didn't dare to think deeply, for fear that she would have a catastrophe in her heart. Now, being able to tell him is like pushing the window of your heart to let the hidden haze dissipate.

"The formation reshaped by time," the old man shook his head, and suddenly asked, "When that cultivator surnamed Mu set up the formation, what kind of cultivation did he do?"

"Jindan overhaul. Mu Jun remembered the scene of the night of rebirth: "The original body said that after the golden pill, if it is fate, it will not be allowed to re-enter reincarnation, and it will only be destroyed by the soul of the Six Realms." ”

"Such a fallacy, how can you believe it?" The old man looked at Mu Jun with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a fool.

"Fallacy?" Mu Jun was stunned, since she stepped into the cultivation realm, the cultivator materials she had come into contact with were all recorded in this way, at least in the cloud realm!

"Then Mo Qing's first disciple of the Immortal, have you ever seen it?" The old man raised his eyebrows, saw Mu Jun nodding, and asked: "As the god of Taiyousi, the first disciple of Mo Qing's immortal, why is his cultivation only the queen of the Yuan?"

"Jiu Xuan is an out-of-body king," Mu Jun didn't understand where the old man was suspicious: "It means that Mo Qing is only late in accepting apprentices?"

"Taiyou Si Shen, in charge of the affairs of the four seas, the most important responsibility, he can exercise the power of the palace master on behalf of Mo Qing Shangxian and promulgate the Taiyou edict. Seeing that Mu Jun was listening seriously, the old man stroked his beard and chuckled: "According to his bone age, he is only two hundred and twenty years old, nearly four hundred years younger than Jiu Yuan. ”

...... "Is it really fake?" Jiuyun said that Cangjue and her were childhood sweethearts, she shouldn't be lying, right?

"The first apprentice is younger than the second apprentice, and his cultivation is low, but why is everyone convinced?" The old man continued to sell Guanzi, he liked to see Mu Jun look over with puzzled eyes, he was really stupid!

"I don't know ......" Mu Jun's hand tightened and loosened, and comforted himself in his heart: to respect the old man, he just wants someone to cheer him on, just cooperate.

"Have you ever heard that Mo Qing Shangxian held a sword and fought against the Taiyu Ink Pool Heavenly Demon alone, guarding the seal for two hundred and thirteen years?" The old man sat down cross-legged, ready to tell Mu Jun a long story.

"I remember that you used to be in the temple of the goddess, right? How do you know these secrets?" Mu Jun didn't want to listen to his story, she only needed to know the result now.

"Hmph...... It is too quiet and I are like my homeland. Speaking of this, the old man's face was slightly ugly, and he didn't know what bad things he remembered.

"I've heard about the Heavenly Demon from the Nine Heavens. Mu Jun swallowed the next sentence: I don't know the details.

"The cause of the Heavenly Demon War is because of Cangjue's god," the old man saw that Mu Jun was lying, and he didn't bother with her, so he said slowly: "Cangjue ordered the fall of the ink pool, Mo Qing went to the immortal stargazing divination, and calculated the reincarnation of Cangjue, so he went to the Beiyue realm to bring him back, and he was an out-of-body monarch before his death." ”

"Does he still have memories of his previous life?, and the qualifications of his previous life?" Mu Jun's focus was a little biased.

"Of course there will be, the gods and souls are the same, how can the qualifications change?" The old man felt that the current cultivation realm was really good and bad, could the cultivation realm of the cloud realm be so declining, and he didn't even have the common sense of such a cultivator. However, he forgot that in his long years as a cultivator, those ancient common sense memories were in his soul, while the cultivation realm had long since been sung in the sea and Cangtian, and many of the essentials had long been cut off, leaving behind mostly specious and out-of-context theories.

It seems that Xiao Mujun's common sense needs to be made up. (To be continued.) )