The words fell out completely, but Mo Zixuan didn't have any surprised expression at all, either pretending to be bitter, or because he was already numb to Yeyang's affairs.

But no matter which one it is, it doesn't matter to Yeyang, he left Mo Zixuan only because he was the best controlling listener, and the other reason was because in the process of Yeyang checking Xin Yue's memory, he recognized Mo Zixuan as his brother-in-law, although it was to get some information from Mo Zixuan.

But no matter what, since Mo Zixuan, who seemed to be straightforward, was calculated by Xin Yue, Yeyang understood that it was just Mo Zixuan's willingness, so in Yeyang's heart, he owed Mo Zixuan a favor again.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

There is no name, but there are only Mo Zixuan and Ye Yang here, and it is Ye Yang who asks this, and who can be the person who wants to respond? Naturally, there is only Mo Zixuan.

But at this moment, Mo Zixuan didn't know what to say, in his heart, the night sun that showed his fierce teeth could kill him at any time.

Mo Zixuan was silent, Yeyang was also silent, the two of them didn't know what they were thinking, as if they had fallen into that empty state, but if someone looked at them at this time, they would find that their eyes were not like those in a daze.

After a long time, the sky also had the appearance of turning dark, and Mo Zixuan slowly asked:

"Ye Yan should just be your pseudonym, can you tell me your real name? Can you tell me what the world is like inside the red dust?"

Two questions came out of Mo Zixuan's mouth, but Yeyang was as if he had been prepared, he just turned his face slightly but quickly returned to the right, and then responded: "Indeed, Ye Yan is just a pseudonym, as for my real name, it is actually just Yeyang who is homophonic to that pseudonym, and there is not much surprise." ”

"And about everything in that red dust, in fact, it may be that the result is going to disappoint you. ”

"The red dust is not as large as the total area outside the red dust, and the aura concentration is only heavier than this Yuan Heaven Domain at most, but in that red dust, just in the continent where I am located, there are nearly half of the people who have never practiced and choose to exist as mortals. ”

Therefore, if it is only the number of monks, the monks outside the red dust want to attack the red dust and take everything, it is only the result of unity and disunity. ”

"But the truth is not so simple, why do some people outside the red dust call the people inside the red dust 'ancestral clan', and at the same time there are many monks who covet the blood of the people inside the red dust, or because we in the red dust can easily cross the barrier to come to the red dust, but the monks outside the polluted red dust cannot easily go to the red dust. ”

At this point, Yeyang was also slightly paused, and Mo Zixuan asked as if he knew what Yeyang was going to say next:

"Then why is it that the people of the 'Ancestral Clan' can invade many lower and middle domains so easily, and some of the high-level people of our three upper domains are treated as if they were nothing?"

"You must know that if the people of the 'ancestral clan' slaughter and only use the encroached territory as some place to counterbalance the upper domain, at that time, whether it is the monks of the upper domain or some middle domain that has not been invaded, they will only fall into that forced state. ”

Another question came out, but Yeyang did not respond quickly, but pondered for a moment before saying:

"If my conjecture is not wrong, or because the rules inside and outside the red dust are different, then we, the monks who come from the red dust, will become extraordinarily powerful, and have a natural restraint against those of you who are thin-blooded. ”

"After all, in my memory, my family's highest cultivation is only in Xuanyin, and as for the woman in red and the woman in blue, more than a hundred years ago, they were only in Xuanyang. ”

"But just in Fang Cai, what did the Great Elder say? A first glimpse of the Saint Realm! Such a talent, outside of this red dust, it must be rare to see even a million years. ”

After finishing speaking, it was like Yeyang, who had spit out a lot of bitter water, actually exhaled a long breath, but his last two sentences also expressed that he had also cultivated from that ant-like monk to this moment in just over a hundred years, the terrifying realm of the Taixuan realm for the first time.

Yeyang spit out bitter water, but Mo Zixuan was like eating insects when eating fruit, and found that half of them were already as uncomfortable as in his mouth.

His face was red for a while and blue for a while, as if he had gone mad, Mo Zixuan took a while before he walked out of Yeyang's half-sighing and half-"show-off" words, and said with a wry smile:

"A hundred years of cultivation to the half-step Taixuan, heh, I originally thought that thousands of years of cultivation to this Xuanyin Ninth Order can already be called a genius, and then just like the first young sect master of my Yunhai Sect in this generation, six thousand years of cultivation to the half-step Taixuan, the person who has entered the Yuan Heaven Domain's Ten Thousand Years Cultivator Demon List may already be the one who is closest to the limit. ”

"But just now, I may have just discovered that for your 'ancestral clan' in the red dust, you can't break through that half-step Taixuan within a thousand years when you come to this red dust, I'm afraid it will only be an ordinary person..."

Although he could feel Mo Zixuan's tiredness, but between these words, Yeyang found that Mo Zixuan had already agreed with the elders' explanations of his identity.

However, agreeing does not mean accepting, and Yeyang is not in a hurry, and then he told him some interesting things about Hongchen, trying to get him to eliminate the excessive vigilance in his heart for Yeyang, a person from elsewhere.

Time continued to pass, and Mo Zixuan seemed to have let go of all his defenses, and sat on the bluestone with Yeyang naturally.

Each of them was talking or making up some childhood embarrassments, causing the other to laugh and slap their thighs.

Yeyang didn't use "his heart" to observe everything in Mo Zixuan's heart from beginning to end, and the two of them tacitly gradually stopped mentioning the difference between inside and outside Hongchen, as if in their mouths, those ordinary but beautiful places all came from one place.

...

"Okay, it's not too early, it's time to return this mountain peak to the Great Elder, otherwise he should lose his temper. ”

While speaking, Yeyang also stood up and hung the night sword on his knee with his backhand, and at the same time exhaled a deep breath and chuckled.

After a moment, Mo Zixuan, who was sitting on the bluestone, also chuckled, and stood up like a spring, nodded lightly and said: "Yes, yes, the great elder's old naughty character is probably the most inscrutable of all the elders, so it's better not to make him angry." ”

"Then you and I will rest separately. ”

He didn't turn his eyes sideways, but just looked at the sky that was hanging with too yin and shining with many stars, and Yeyang's tone returned to flat.

Also when the words fell, the night sun rose in the sky and was about to fly away.

And Mo Zixuan, who was still in front of the bluestone, was as if he had made a major decision, and he turned around and also rose into the air, but at the same time, such a sentence also came out of his mouth: "This time, I will retreat for a thousand years, and prepare for the breakthrough of the half-step Taixuan in the future." ”

Yeyang: "You escaped..."