In order to prevent Ji Yue from having psychological disorders, Mu Jun covered his eyes to help him wash his soul and drain his qi into his body. Soon after, when Ji Yue knew that for the monk, the divine sense could see through any obstacle, and the embarrassment in his heart was known only to him.

The early morning sun shone down from among the leaves, and the mottled light fell on the face of the young man under the tree, like mutton fat jade soaked in the spiritual spring, warm and clear. The morning breeze pulled up the young man's cloud clothes and wide sleeves, and his clothes flew like an immortal king wanting to ride the wind away, Mu Jun nodded secretly: This scene is picturesque.

"Master," Ji Yue pinched the trick and gave a salute, which was the gift of the master and apprentice of the Yunhua Sect.

"Now you have practiced qi into the body and stepped into the path of cultivation. However, the road to immortality is far and difficult, and whether you can get the road is up to you. The jade slip given to you yesterday, I hope you will understand it carefully. Mu Jun paused, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the sky: "Presumably you have also noticed that the cultivation realm you saw along the way is different from the cultivation realm of Yu Jian, that is because the teacher is from another realm. ”

Ji raised his head as quickly as possible, looking at the little master in front of him with wide eyes, in fact, he had been guessing whether the little master was from the Southern Cultivation Realm. Unexpectedly, the truth was even more surprising, and a pride rose in Ji Yue's heart: Wanfang World, Three Thousand Realms, Six Reincarnations, I must follow the little master and take a look.

"Then is the master going to take the apprentice back to Yunhua now?" Ji Yue's eyebrows were full of surprise.

"When the opportunity comes, the teacher will take you back to Yunhua. Mu Jun blinked, walked up to Ji Yue, stood on tiptoe, and patted him on the shoulder: "Now that your cultivation is too low, the rift through time and space will be torn to pieces, so ......" Mu Jun put one hand behind his back. Full of encouragement: "Go hard, boy!"

"Ji Yueding works hard to practice, hoping to return to the sect as soon as possible. Ji Yue meditated and practiced with full of vitality.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, it has been three years of spring and autumn, and the girl who is sitting cross-legged opens her eyes, and the surging greenery in her eyes is covered by ink. Waving her hand and picking up a water mirror, looking at the immature face inside, Mu Jun scratched her scalp in annoyance: a year ago, she couldn't suppress her cultivation, so she could only build a foundation. After building the foundation, she remembered that the age of her body was only thirteen years old. In other words, she became the second moon, and she could only be a cardamom girl before the yuan baby.

Originally, according to Mu Jun's vision, life finally had a second chance. She must wait until she is eighteen years old to build a foundation, and this time she must be a royal sister. It's a pity.,It's still an old god soul Lori body.,Heaven came to thunder and struck me.。

The words just fell. Dark clouds gather overhead. Mu Jun was stunned, wasn't he? It's just a foundation for cultivation, but it's not a foundation for the state of mind, do you still need a thunderbolt? The three thunderbolts struck, and the clouds scattered arrogantly, leaving the ragged black-scorched people in the wind. A strand of hair quickly combs the black hair behind the back until it is smooth and straight. Only then did he stretch it out to his black face and soothefully stroked it. Then he quickly retreated, writhing in the air in disgust.

Ji Yue, who was running, looked at the strange scene in front of him, didn't know how to say it, squatted down, and came to Mu Jun's eyes: "Master, are you still alive?" There was no trace of worry in his voice.

"Hehe......" Mu Jun's gaze returned, and he grinned at Ji Yue, revealing Sensen's white teeth, Ji Yue just felt that something was wrong, and he was punched away.

The figure flew into the air, Ji Yue skillfully stabilized his body, stretched out his hand and stroked towards the deep pool, and a water dragon rose from the deep pool and rushed towards Mu Jun.

"Unscrupulous people," Mu Jun teased his eyelids, stretched out his index finger to draw a talisman in the air, and his spiritual power condensed into a mirror. The water dragon rushed into the mirror, as if turning around and rushing out of the mirror, and rushed towards Ji Yue with a fierce momentum, and the speed was no more than a breath. Ji Yue didn't have time to dodge, was pounced by the water dragon, and fell into the deep pool.

Mu Jun said slowly: "Bounce!"

With a wave of her hand, she planted a spiritual array around her, and she needed to remove the scorched black shell on her body. Most of the monks' tribulations are thunder tribulations, and the ascension of each level of the realm and the acceptance of thunder tribulations are actually for the purpose of condensing the body. Only a strong body can hold a powerful divine soul and not be broken by spiritual power. This can be regarded as a benefit given by Heaven to monks.

In the depths of the jungle after the rain, two figures rose to the sky, following the distant sky, and after half a moment, the shadows of the trees faded, revealing the deep pool of reflected blue sky.

The wind brought the man's voice: "It's hard to let go of my heart when I leave like this." ”

"Three thousand realms, there are many beautiful scenery, you can give up after a long time. The elegant girl's voice disappeared into the shade of the trees.

A turquoise snake head lifted from the water, rolled its eyes to look around, and made sure that the two nasty people were really gone, and twisted its body happily, cutting through the water, leaving ripples all the way.

"Master, but are you going to visit Jinyue Gate?" Ji Yue stood on top of the guqin, standing against the wind, unable to hide his elegance and nobility. Mu Jun found that the monks of the water spirit root seemed to like the guqin very much, just like the beauty of the moon, and the natal magic weapon was a ninth-level guqin spiritual weapon.

Every time he was provoked by Ji Yue, Mu Jun would secretly think that if he met Ji Yue in the Cloud Realm, he might send him to the Sleeping Moon Sect. It was the base camp of the water spirit root, rich in beautiful men and women, all of whom were proficient in music and rhythm, Mu Jun remembered that on the list of beauties in the cloud realm, most of the top 100 were monks from the Sleeping Moon Sect. It once made Mu Jun's heart itch, and he secretly planned that when the ten years of the desert expired, when he went out to travel, the first thing he wanted to go was the Xiyue Mianyue Islands, and he drew those fairy and jade faces, alas...... The world is impermanent.

Ji Yue, who flew against the wind, would never think of his little master, and secretly poked and wanted to send him out. A long time later, Mu Jun said that Ji Yue was mad, and the master and apprentice fought darkly, and Ji Yue was angry and ran away.

"Don't be busy first, practice not only to cultivate, but also to practice. Mu Jun looked at the growth of the treetops, and chose the direction to fly towards the center of the border forest. According to those travel records, there were once the ruins of the Immortal Mansion in the center of the Canglin here, and there were also monks who entered it and found high-level spiritual weapons. Mu Jun decided to take Ji Yue to try his luck and let him start the life of a monk in practice.

"What does Master mean to say?" Ji Yue is still a hot-blooded teenager after all, how can he not be gearing up for such a thing as treasure hunting, and he is looking forward to it.

Before Mu Jun could nod, he heard the impact of the aura of the monks fighting each other a mile away. Ji Yue, who was practicing the eighth layer of qi, also heard the movement, and the master and apprentice looked at each other, and saw different meanings in each other's eyes.

Ji Yue: Master, Master, there are monks fighting, how about it?

Mu Jun: It's troublesome......

The master and apprentice flew towards the source of the sound, and the two hid in the treetops, looking at the five men and three women facing each other under the tree. Looking at the robes he was wearing, it could be seen that these belonged to three sects: among them, three men and two women dressed in azure white military uniforms belonged to one faction; a man wearing a black and red robe leaning against the trunk of a tree, with a knife on his left shoulder, and half of his sleeve stained with blood; on the other side, the man with a heavy sword on his back had a stunning green beauty wrapped around his arm, and the woman was leaning weakly on the man's chest, with apricot eyes half open with tears, and his face was full of sorrow looking at the injured man.

Coincidentally, the heavy sword man turned out to be an acquaintance, and Haimeng, who met in the border city, really didn't meet in life.

"Master, guess who is the most murderous?" Ji Yue's voice sounded in Mu Jun's ears, and Mu Jun turned his head in disgust.

Mu Jun wanted to answer, but his thoughts turned and he replied: "I don't know." ”

"A woman with a good face often holds herself beautiful, and uses weakness as a shield to do shady things. Ji Yue's voice was cold, with a hint of gloom.

Mu Jun turned his head to look at Ji Yue, there should be many such women in the inner courtyard of the deep palace, it seems that this apprentice had a not very happy childhood.

Ji Yue turned his head to meet Shang Mujun's gaze, a smile appeared on Ruyu's face, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a little ruffian: "Master is not among them." ”

Mu Jun thought to himself: It seems that it is not only women who are beautiful and murderous, but in fact, men can also do it.

"It seems that the apprentice was deeply impressed by its 'beauty'. Mu Jun's original look made Ji Yue turn his head with hatred.

There were a few people stalemate under the tree, because the black-and-red robed man spat blood from his mouth to break the deadlock, the man sat on the ground with his back slid along the trunk of the tree, his pale face could not hide his anger, and his eyes stared at the stunning green-clothed beauty fiercely: "Yiluo, I asked myself if I had never treated you lightly, just for the sake of half a map that I don't know whether it was true or false, cut off my spiritual veins and cut off my cultivation, aren't you afraid of crossing the heart and demons?"

"Senior Brother Chongmen...... the beautiful woman known as Yiluo, raised her head from Haimeng's chest, revealing her whole face, and a sentence slipped through Mu Jun's heart: Alluring the country and the city. At this moment, Mu Jun finally believed that the beauty of the world really existed.

"Senior brother framed Yiluo like this," the woman shook her head lightly, a tear slipped down, and Mu Jun's heart tightened, and she wanted to reach out and brush her away: "Let Yiluo deal with himself, senior brother is a foundation building monk, and Yiluo is only a ninth-level qi practitioner, how can he hurt senior brother." ”

"Senior Sister Yiluo's words are not bad," a tall man in a blue and white military uniform looked at Yiluo and couldn't hide his pity: "Hong Chang believes what Senior Sister said. The baby-faced nun beside him secretly pulled his sleeve: "Senior brother has never seen it with his own eyes, how can he testify?"

"Senior sister, do you think Iloh is lying?" Ilo frowned lightly, looking at the baby-faced nun with sadness.

"Luo Ying can't be the senior sister of Fairy Yiluo, the first beauty of Northern Cultivation," the baby-faced female cultivator pursed her lips: "Although you are better looking than me, you are older than me, this is a fact." ”

"......" Yiluo's face froze, Mu Jun felt that Yiluo should be hurt by 10,000 points at the moment, it seems that no matter how beautiful or ugly a woman is, age is a taboo.

And the tall Hongchang monk reached out and touched the top of Luo Ying's head: "Senior sister has practiced qi at the tenth level, and it is not wrong for Senior Sister Yiluo to call you Senior Sister." The plot did not go on according to Mu Jun's imagination, which made her feel like a fish in her throat, and the villain in her mind held up a piece of paper and shouted menacingly: Card, do it again!

"That's right. Luo Ying nodded with a smile, and Hong Chang patted her head again, and anyone could see that he doted on Luo Ying. Mu Jun exhaled slowly, feeling much smoother.

Yiluo probably didn't expect the plot to go like this, his eyes seemed to fall on Luo Ying, full of thoughts, and he forgot the scene in front of him.

"Is there anything wrong with the little sister?" said Hemmon, looking down at Iro.

"Don't worry, big brother, little sister is fine. Iloh leaned back weakly.

"......" Mu Jun was speechless again. (To be continued.) )