No matter how long the wait is, there will be a time to come. The twin creatures from outside the realm broke open and poked out emerald shoots. It's like a jewelry box that has been opened, revealing a bud with two cotyledons on top, a brittle, high-grade jadeite.

Mu Jun looked at it for a long time, but didn't find anything special, they looked quite weak, and a finger could be broken. But in the next breath, two young shoots stretched out their waists, jumped out of their shells, and landed in the array sacrifice.

Only then did Mu Jun see that their roots were bifurcated and pale golden roots, and they could walk like human feet. The two plants each occupy a formation, and the roots are connected to the formation, and they are quiet. The shell suspended in mid-air, hanging on the waist of the sprouts, like hanging a backpack, has a cute feeling.

When he was young, he shook two young shoots with two cotyledons, twisting his waist, but after two breaths, he grew to a height of seven feet, still like young buds. Mu Jun raised his head and looked at the two plants, and after a closer look, he found that there was a thin silk line on the left side of the body, and the right side of the body was red and gold.

The Spirit of Blood Flame looked at the two plants in the array, his smile spread, with some excitement, and he looked up at the night sky, unable to hide his anticipation: it was finally coming.

The morning wind is light and dewy, the crane flies in the clouds, the neck is long to wake up all things in the Yunhua Sect, the disciples of the Yunhua Sect with fluttering clothes shuttle in the clouds and mist, and when they meet a good person halfway, they will accompany each other to find a quiet place, tea enlightenment, and start a day's practice.

The white-clothed monk stood quietly in the clouds, and the 'wind' lines between his eyebrows flowed. A trace of clouds crossed his face, nostalgic for his face, and he was reluctant to give up this charming face. The wind lifted the wide sleeves of the cloud clothes, as if to lead him to step on the clouds, and his eyes looked in the direction of the Lingshan Valley with a solemn expression. The morning sun broke through the clouds, and the light fell on the monk who was standing quietly on one side, and the red-gold 'blood' pattern between his eyebrows was stained with blood, making his face a little blurred. The long eyelashes cover the streamer of the golden black eyes, and the voice is like a chime, waking up this quiet morning: "The morning sun is like blood." Add more variables. ”

When Rong Mo heard this, his gaze fell in the far sky, the clouds were like blood, and he raised his palm. Facing the rising sun. Thinking of the bits and pieces of that day, his eyes were dyed with tenderness, and his palms were slowly half-grasped, as if he was shaking with someone. The gaze of Rong Mo swept his palm across his face, drifting towards the Valley of Spiritual Silence, and a question surfaced in his mind: What is ****?

The top of the Nine Heavens was still covered with snow, and the balls stood on the stones, shrunk into a ball. Bingjiao, who was staring at Chaoyang in a daze, muttered: "What is there to see in Chaoyang, isn't it all the same?" Seeing that Bingjiao didn't react, it moved backwards, it didn't like to stay by Bingjiao's side, one was afraid of the cold, and the other was afraid that she would eat it one day, although they were now living peacefully, but Bingjiao's history was still vivid.

In fact, Tuanzi refused the olive branch of friendship thrown by Bingjiao, but the old ginseng said that this is a good time to face the demons in his heart. It feels that it has no demons in its heart, and it is the most natural reaction to be afraid of creatures that are more powerful than itself, and who is not afraid of it, isn't it? Besides, it feels that as a bird, it is natural to be afraid of a snake, no, a Jiao.

Bingjiao's tail stretched out towards the dumpling, and the dumpling moved back stupidly, and the child's voice muttered in a low voice: "One day, I will destroy you." Bingjiao turned his head and stared at it coldly, and his neck shrunk into a quail shape. Bingjiao turned his head to look at the rising sun, stretched out his tail and rolled up the balls, and flew towards the Ice Stream Valley, the girl's crisp voice drifted along the snow into the distance: "These **** will stay in the Ice Stream Valley, and they are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

Tuanzi struggled desperately, and the child's voice was poignant and sharp: "Don't, don't...... Old ginseng help, the little worm wants to eat me, save my life......" The latter words were choked back into the throat, Bingjiao sealed its mouth, it stared at the morning sun with affection, only to feel that it would not see the sun in the future, and the brain made up for the ill-fated life of a dove.

At the pavilion next to the Nine Waist Lake, Shenwu heard half a ring, reached out and touched the deer that was not walking at his feet, patted its head, smiled and whispered: "The dumplings will come back in a few days." The fawn looked at him ignorantly, probably understood, and then jumped up and down to find other friends to play.

Sam Wu looked up at the sky for a while, his toes volleyed a little, a green ring broke through the air, and slowly stopped in front of him, there were thousands of runes on it, and the rune array was complicated and abnormal, if Mu Jun was here, he would smack his tongue: all spirits are talismans, and the gods and souls are arrays, borrowing the rules of heaven and earth, asking for three thousand paths. This is the supreme meaning of the rune, if Mu Jun can see it, he will definitely have some understanding, but it is a pity that the avenue is full of chances, and it can only be counted if it is encountered.

Shenwu stretched out his hand to volley a little in the air on the talisman board, and it evolved into a chessboard, covered with countless stripes, which seemed to be messy, but if you looked closely, you would find that each had its own path and its own destination. Shen Wu's fingers pinched the trick, a law decision fell into the plate, and after a breath, a pale golden point of light slowly swam along one of the lines, the lines were straight, and there were other lines intersecting on the road, not changing its path, going straight ahead.

The point of light stopped at a point fork, as if there was a hesitation, and suddenly the pale golden point of light paused, and the point of light deviated from the original path and spread in a new direction, entangled with other lines along the way, until finally the lines seemed to be cut off, and the pale golden point of light stopped, turned into a little light, and disappeared into the air. Shenwu's shoulders drooped, it was difficult to hide his decadence, he didn't understand what was wrong, why fate would change, was that golden deed fake?

Yunxiao, dressed in purple clothes, appeared in front of the talisman plate, the cold phoenix eyes slightly raised the tail of the eyes, looking at the line on the plate, it was difficult to hide the surprise, frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, and the white and slender fingers pinched the trick, which was slightly different from the beginning of Sam Wu.

A new point of light appeared on the plate, which was also pale gold, but more intense and clear, containing infinite vitality. It's just that the place where it appears is in the same pattern as the pale golden light point at the beginning, but the starting point is slightly shorter than the pale golden line at the beginning. Shenwu stared at the point of light, the small eyes hidden behind the big nose, couldn't hide his surprise, pinched his fingers and calculated, looked up at the pair of phoenix eyes, got a smile, and his eyes were busy falling on the light spot on the plate.

The light point lazily walks on the lines, leaving deep lines behind them, encountering other lines along the way, occasionally shallow intersections, and the lines can be seen to be simple and clean. Finally came to the fork point of the point of light in front, Shenwu stared at the point of light tightly, but the pale golden point of light did not pause, went straight ahead, just got out of the front of the line, the pale gold color was more intense, changed the previous slow, ran forward, until it disappeared into the void.

Shenwu slowly raised his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed slightly, pinched the trick with both hands, put away the talisman plate, and bowed his head to Yunxiao on the opposite side, and Yunxiao stretched out his hand. Shenwu smiled and waved his hand to the table next to him, and a set of blue-green tea sets appeared on it, stretching out his hand to the opposite side: "Yunqing has been completed, Dajun has tasted the old craftsmanship." ”

Yunxiao bowed his head, sat down cross-legged, and the clouds of the Wu Qing Dao, but it was difficult to drink, how could he refuse.

Regardless of Yunhua Sect, Mu Jun, who was sitting in the array sacrifice, wanted to get up and withdraw from the array sacrifice, but was stopped by the two young shoots of Xuanbai Youchi, Xuanbai Ruo two or three-year-old children, soft and glutinous said: "Mother is too weak, stay by our side, it will be safe!" A mother's kiss reminded Mu Jun of her daughter in her previous life, and when she was a child, she also called her mother softly, often making her heart soaked in warm water, indescribably beautiful. Those long pasts, after all, can't go back.

Mu Jun stayed in the array sacrifice after all, and she asked Mu Lonely through the array sacrifice: "Can you give me the realm of the realm?"

Mu Lonely thought about it for two breaths, and really threw it to her, along with the way to use it. Mu Jun glanced at the blue light cluster and raised a smile: "Can you return the borrowed storage bag together?" As soon as the words fell, the storage bag flew over, Mu Jun probed it, took stock of the contents of it, pursed his lips and smiled, and then put the realm in it, without saying much.

Mu Lonely waited for a while, watching her Shi Shiran put away the storage bag, as if she didn't notice anything missing, and didn't say much. I only looked at the two Xuanyu in the array sacrifice, and I was curious, Xuanyu had a reputation for being famous in the realm and outside the territory, but I didn't expect it to be similar to the growth law of ordinary plants, and it was surprising that I hadn't seen it. Later, when Mu Lonely saw the Xuanyou Array Sacrifice again, he knew that what he saw today was abnormal.

Jin Wuxi sinks, the starry sky is gorgeous tonight, and the head of Yunsu stands on the star and moon hall, looking at the starry sky with his hands behind his back, his expression is quite serious. Three paces away from him, an old man with a white beard, holding a staff in one hand and a trick in the other, swirled three jade fist-sized turtle shells on top of his head, on which red lines were faintly visible.

The turtle shell turned faster and faster, slowly rose to mid-air, slowly opened the distance, forming a triangle, the old man in white raised his staff, and a pillar of light shot into the starry sky, and in an instant, countless starlight fell along the pillar of light in the triangle formed by the turtle shell, and then turned into stars, forming a starry sky, of which four or five stars were particularly shining.

Suddenly, the starry sky suddenly changed direction, and a dark star fell along the pillar of light in the triangular starry sky, turning into a new star and shining brightly. The stars in the triangular starry sky changed instantly, some fell, some were more shining, and some changed their trajectories were far away.

"The dark star suddenly descends, disturbs the trajectory, and fate depends on each other, each in its own way. The old man in white put away the turtle shell, shook his head, glanced at Rong Mo who was standing in the distance, and sighed softly.

"Uncle Shi," Yun Su frowned and looked at Rong Mo in the distance: "Is there a breakthrough?"

"The stars of fate are in their place, and the wheel of fate is open," the old man in white looked at the starry sky and pointed to a star in the distance: "Unless, it is willing to enter the game!"

Yun Su looked in the direction he was pointing and found that at the edge of this starry sky, there was a star that was shining brightly, it was moving slowly, and it was about to move out of this star field: "What is the name of this star?"

"Mu Sao," the old man in white shook his head, "It has a clear future, and I am afraid it will be difficult to enter the chaos again." With that, the figure disappeared into the starry sky.

(To be continued.) )