The vast cold wind is sweeping, and every time the so-called winter comes, the Qianqiu Desert will be attacked by the cold wind from the great wilderness.

The temperature of the desert plummeted, and ice slag condensed on the golden grains of sand.

In one of the Three Immortal Gates, a tree full of red fruits had already lost its leaves, only the small and delicate fruits seemed to be more and more crystal clear.

The current head of the Three Immortal Sect was picking fruits, and Master Yunmu did not use his aura, but took the escalator, climbed to the tree, and picked them one by one.

The fruit is slightly round and has a faint fragrance, like the smell of flowing water jumping through a mountain stream and splashing into the air.

Master Yunmu loves to eat.

He didn't scrub it, he just ate one, and the sweet and sour taste made him squint his eyes, just in time to see a black line under the sky in the distance.

In the sky high in the northwest, the black line seems to be about to swallow the Qianqiu Desert.

The black line came from the other side of the Great Wilderness.

Master Yunmu recalled the scene back then, the Great Wilderness was too dangerous, and even a powerhouse like them in the Disillusionment Realm would encounter accidents if they explored it deeply.

Of course, over the years, the image of the Great Wilderness has also changed, becoming a battlefield for the human race and the demon race to settle grievances, and a shelter for some heinous murderers.

The reason why the Three Immortal Gates are here was to protect the heroic spirits who died in the Great Wilderness, and later it became the first line of defense against the demon clan.

Master Yunmu really wants to describe the current demon clan as a white-eyed wolf who wants not to lose, tens of thousands of years have passed, and they still have the blood of the demon clan's mother planet flowing in their bodies, and they are always thinking about opening the door of the demon clan's home planet.

Year after year of war, the Great Wilderness has become more and more turbulent, and this time the feast of people and gods is set in the Great Wilderness.

The location was not set by him.

As the head of the Three Immortal Sects, a terrifying genius who had an epiphany almost overnight, Master Yunmu naturally had his own ideas.

He thought for a moment, and the black shadow in the distance had already swept in front of him, like a shadow, and stopped under the tree.

That's a person.

Those who wear Taoist robes must be Taoist priests, those who do not wear Taoist robes are not necessarily not Taoist priests, and women who do not wear Taoist robes may also be Taoist priests.

The woman in front of her has golden hair, just a delicate wooden hairpin inserted on it, wearing a light blue green shirt that tends to be tight, her skin is delicate, but the whole person has a cold temperament.

She is the head of the Daomen, and her name is Mu Xin.

Mu Xin didn't look young, but he was really young, he was only a hundred years old, which was already a quite terrifying existence in the Disillusionment Realm, especially in the era before the return of aura.

The blue breeze blew gracefully across her waist, making the hot figure even more attractive, but unfortunately, there was a monk standing opposite her.

Master Yunmu looked at this genius who was almost as famous as himself.

They are two diametrically opposed cultivations.

He was stupid himself, slowly survived the long years, and then had an epiphany overnight.

Mu Xin, on the other hand, has been brilliant all the way, and even became the youngest head of the Dao Sect in history.

Master Yunmu observed that the back of the other party's robe was stained with some blood, but the other party had not wiped it, or it was possible that he didn't care.

Daoist Mu Xin sat on a small wooden chair under the tree, picked a green-looking fruit from the basket, and put it in his mouth to taste it gently.

Her eyelashes flickered up and down, like a comb gently teasing someone's heart.

"You look tired. Master Yunmu said calmly, he had already broken his lust, and the six roots were pure.

"It's okay...... Got into a fight with a demon clan. Daoist Mu Xin shook his head, her consumption was a bit large, so she ate a few more fruits.

"There's something wrong with the demon clan. ”

"Something is really wrong...... So I'm asking you to help me take a look. Master Yunmu specially picked a few green ones, he knew that the other party liked sour ones.

The Daomen and the Buddha Gate do not see each other, but the relationship between the Daomen and the Three Immortals Gate is good.

"What result?"

Mu Xin paused suddenly, because she saw the figure of her mother-in-law in the distance.

Master Yunmu turned around, and his mother-in-law was walking by a river on crutches, carrying a fat river fish in her hand.

Master Yunmu quietly erected a barrier around the two of them.

"I suspect that the demons have found a gateway to their home planet. ”

"You see?"

"I've counted some and seen some. Mu Xin said categorically.

The people in the Dao Sect are more or less able to deduce, let alone the head of the Dao Sect.

"Where?" said Master Yunmu solemnly.

"I don't know, there may be a few, it is estimated that the demon clan itself is not sure, and a few more may also be in the Great Wilderness, but they should have locked some places. ”

Master Yunmu was not in the mood to pick the fruit, and climbed down the escalator, his face a little gloomy.

"So coincidentally?"

His afterglow looked at his mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law had already walked away, as if she was simply passing by, leaving only a back for them.

"You don't know yet, the location of the human and god banquet this time was not set by me, the place of the Great Wilderness, so chaotic, I didn't think about it at all, but it was my mother-in-law who opened her mouth. ”

"What reason?" said Mu Xindao, frowning.

"For the sake of war. Master Yunmu said, "Mother-in-law said that this world has been peaceful for so long that the younger generation has forgotten the cruelty of battle. ”