Yuehua was so crisp, but it made Mu Jun's heart tighten slightly, the soul contained under this young skin was an old monster of tens of thousands of years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Mu Jun was even more puzzled in his heart: Since this group of Buddha cultivators who fell 20,000 years ago are called uncles, then they are at least more than 10,000 years old Buddha cultivators, and since they have become Buddhas, why did they not ascend to the nine heavens?

The two stood silent in the dark, after five breaths, the door in the distance opened, Mu Jun looked sideways, the small figure stood in the light, the moon-white sea blue on his body blended with the sky outside the hall, he walked in step by step, the door closed behind him, the light disappeared little by little, Mu Jun looked at the door that was slowly closed, and the tail of his eyes was gently raised.

Yuehua didn't turn back, he folded his hands and stared at the candle flame.

Ten breaths later, when Yuecong walked three steps away from Mu Jun, he stopped and said to Mu Jun with one hand: "Buddha Yuecong." ”

Mu Jun pinched his hands: "Yunhua Mujun." ”

Yuecong Chaoyuehua clasped his hands together: "Senior brother!"

Yuehua nodded with his back to him, Yuecong bowed slightly, and turned his head to look at Mu Jun: "I don't know how many cultivators in my sect have been warmed up by the pastoral cultivators?"

"Then it depends on how many spirit stones the Moon Cultivator has brought?" Mu Junwei looked at him sideways, these two child-like Buddha brothers, their every move was dull, as if the long years had consumed all their emotions.

Yuecong reached out and took out an inch-long red and black wooden box from his sleeve and gently handed it to Mu Jun. Mu Jun blinked, his spiritual power rolled around the wooden box, and the fingernail-sized talisman on the wooden box paused, his fingers were slightly picked, and the wooden box opened, and the golden spirit veil was opened, revealing a little more than half an inch like two thumb thick, verdant crystals like jade and not jade.

Mu Jun stared at the emerald crystal, and the villain in his heart was holding his head with both hands, suppressing his exclamation: Wood Spirit Marrow. The spiritual essence of the wood spirit vein cultivated by the years of heaven and earth, if this small section is buried in the mountain stone, a small wood spirit vein can grow in less than a hundred years, this kind of local tyrant behavior that directly teaches people to fish, won Mu Jun's heart, she likes such a low-key local tyrant.

Although his heart turned upside down, his face was not obvious, he covered the spirit veil unhurriedly, and then gently covered the lid of the wooden box, and said lightly to the moon: "Deal!"

Yuecong bowed his head slightly, his face was not waveless, and he walked slowly to the side and stood, his whole body hidden in the darkness.

Mu Jun placed the wooden box on the high platform on the side, and looked sideways at Yuehua's bald head: "How about now?"

Yuehua opened her eyes, looked at her, was silent, and the surprise flashed in her eyes, she was caught by Mu Jun, and she hooked the corners of her mouth. Yuehua took a step back, and Yuecong walked out of the darkness again, formed a diagonal with Yuehua, raised his eyes to look at Mu Jun, and sat down cross-legged.

Mu Jun glanced to the left and right, looked at the two bright heads, sat down cross-legged with a flirtatious dress, pinched the trick with both hands, Yuehua and Yuecong bowed slightly, closed their eyes with their hands together, their lips turned quickly, and after two breaths, countless golden runes flew out of their mouths and hovered above their heads.

Seeing this, Mu Jun entered the sea of knowledge with his concentration, removed the cage, spread out the scroll of the Soul Suppression Divine Comedy suspended in mid-air, and read it word by word.

In reality, Mu Jun, who was concentrating, rolled his lips, silently recited the Soul Suppression Divine Comedy, one word, the spiritual power of the main hall was stagnant, the two words came out, the candle flame rose high, and the flame heart appeared bloody......

On the high platform, a golden and restrained rotating lotus seed flew out, stopped an inch in front of Mu Jun's eyebrows, and with the same breath, the Buddha cultivator who knew a little Zhu in the sea opened his eyes, got up and walked down from the crowd, and stood in front of Mu Jun with one hand and saluted.

A golden ray of light wrapped around his wrist, leading him towards the pale golden gate that appeared, and after half a breath, a golden light flew out, and the appearance of the Buddha appeared in the sky above the main hall. Yuehua and Yuecong put their hands together and saluted him, he returned the salute with one hand, his body melted into the golden point of light, hidden in the rotating lotus seeds, after half a breath, the golden light around the lotus seeds was faint, and the whole lotus seed turned into a golden crystal, and the Buddha who sat cross-legged in the center was clearly visible.

Yuehua's eyebrows had a faint joy, he stretched out his left hand, his middle finger and index finger stood side by side, and the Buddha seal was drawn in the air, surrounded by the clear golden lotus seeds, the moon never knew where to come from a Buddha lamp without a lamp flame, slightly forward, the golden lotus seeds fell on the Buddha lamp, as if the candle was lit, the moon walked from the stick to the Buddha lamp to the high platform, and replaced it with a burning Buddha lamp.

At the same breath, among the statues on the wall, the center of the eyebrows is a little Zhu Buddha, and the center of the eyebrows is slightly changed, as if injected into life. Yuecong and Yuehua glanced at each other, and starlight flashed in their eyes, and they were full of brilliance.

The second rotating lotus seed flew up, like the first one, this time it was the Buddha cultivator with two drops of water intertwined in the center of his eyebrows, when his figure appeared in the sky, Yuehua and Yuecong were a little excited: "I've seen Uncle Shi!"

The Buddhist cultivator, who is known as the uncle, bowed his head slightly, glanced at Mu Jun, and then hid in the reincarnation lotus seeds, turned into transparent, and floated on the lamp of the moon......

Three days later, Yuecong glanced at the statue of Buddha on the wall from time to time, his eyes fell on the lamps on the high platform, and nodded in his heart: This business is not a loss!

When Mu Jun cleared the last Buddha cultivation, his divine consciousness fell into the sea of consciousness without any image, and he breathed a sigh of relief and finally got the group of masters out. Raising his eyes and looking at the scroll of the Soul Suppression Divine Comedy suspended in the sky, his heart moved, and a copy of the same scroll appeared in the sky above the sea of knowledge, this is good in the sea of knowledge, as long as you can imagine it, it can evolve, although it can't be brought to reality, but it's not bad in the sea of knowledge.

Mu Jun picked up the original scroll, out of the sea, and was instantly stunned by the scenery in front of him, nearly a thousand Buddha lamps, suspended clear golden lotus seeds, lotus heart entrenched in the villain, both beautiful and weird.

After getting up, Yuehua saluted Mu Jun with both hands: "Thank you, Mu Xiu." "It's a lot more sincere.

Mu Jun spread it out towards him, the golden light in his palm, Yuehua bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and took it, hidden in the palm of his hand, Mu Jun shook it, she thought he would give it to her, it seems that she really thought about it, fortunately copied a copy, haha......

Mu Jun looked around, felt that the hall was a little brighter, reached out and picked up the wooden box on the edge of the high platform, and his divine sense covered the seal he had set, and without moving, he put it into the dark amber.

"It's over, the two cultivators are busy first, I need to go out and walk around. Mu Jun made a gift.

"Shepherd cultivator, please!" Yuehua said with one hand, Yuecong stood on one side of the chin head, how good the cultivator was, Mu Jun turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Thousands of miles away, in the mountains and forests outside Longque City, the evergreen and dense wood sand in all seasons turned into golden points of light and scattered with the wind. In the hole in the old tree beside him, a squirrel poked its head out, its nose twitched, and sniffed into the air, always feeling that something was missing from the world.

(To be continued.) )