There is no time in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The passage of time, for ordinary people, a day, a year, or ten years, it will be a very long process, but for immortal cultivators, it is only a blink of an eye.

For fifty years, Mu Bai and his entourage have been cultivating on the top of the Immortal Mountain for fifty years.

In the past fifty years, the world of A Chinese Ghost Story has been surging with undercurrents, but there has never been a major chaos. Even the Netherworld Spring was only on the verge of breaking through the seal, but it never really broke through.

Everything seems to be calm, but no matter which side of the force understands, there is a shocking undercurrent hidden under this calm.

Once this undercurrent erupts, either the demon will destroy Zhengchang, or this world will be destroyed, and it will turn into an infernal purgatory.

For these, Mu Bai and his party naturally couldn't know.

In the past fifty years, because of Xiao Linglong's sake, and because the chaotic aura on the top of this immortal mountain has endured for a long time, he and the second yuan god will each take a demon spirit pill every month, and use it to break through his cultivation.

It took nearly twenty years to break through from the middle stage of the god transformation to the late stage of the god transformation! It took nearly thirty years to break through from the late stage of the god transformation to the peak of the late stage of the god transformation.

This is very slow to say, but Mu Bai understands it, and fortunately, it is on the top of this mountain, and there is a demon spirit pill to help. Otherwise, even if it takes twice as long as it takes, I am afraid that it will be difficult to break through to the middle stage of the god transformation, let alone the peak of the late stage of the god transformation.

And the second element has made greater progress, although it is still only the peak cultivation of the late stage of the god transformation, but the physical strength is already enough to be comparable to the middle stage of the void god cultivator.

In the past fifty years, although Mu Bai's deity and clone have taken a large amount of Demon Spirit Pill, Xiao Linglong's alchemy speed since the first month of successful refining is amazing. Over the years, many Demon Spirit Pills have been stored in the cold ice cave under the gourd peak.

Hei Feng and Xiao Qian's progress was also rapid, although they couldn't directly cultivate the Chaos Aura, they were transforming and cultivating one by one, and the benefits to their physical bodies were not at all self-evident.

They are demons, and what is the strongest demon is naturally the flesh. After this cultivation, the physical strength of the two of them has reached the peak of the late stage of the transformation of gods.

Don't look at Xiao Qian, she is still like a fairy, charming and moving, once she activates the current physical strength, it will be extremely fierce.

Mu Bai, who had been refining the Chaos Demon Spear and the Four Elephant Shield, stopped at the edge of the pool, put the two things into the sea of knowledge, and slowly raised his head to look at the Yan Hongye sitting like a bell on the stone pillar.

For fifty years, fifty years, this woman has been sitting there and cultivating, and she hasn't even moved.

Standing like this, Mu Bai sighed to himself.

After fifty years of cultivation, even Mu Bai today can't see what kind of cultivation Yan Hongye is.

The secret of Xuanxin, worthy of being passed down by Su Tianxin, who is a half-immortal body, is so powerful that Mu Bai is a little moved.

However, as a modern person, for a person who has watched A Chinese Ghost Story TV series, he naturally understands that although this mysterious secret is terrifyingly powerful, it cannot be compared with his Chaos Sutra after all.

"Brother Mu, Brother Mu. "After fifty years of refining the Demon Spirit Pill day and night, Xiao Linglong is not only not tired, but even more spiritual, more delicate and moving.

It's just that the body is still the same size as it was at the beginning.

As soon as his body moved, he jumped into Mu Bai's palm, pouted, and said, "When will you take me to Sister Linglong?"

Mu Bai withdrew his gaze looking at Yan Hongye, turned his head slowly, looked at the sky, and muttered, "Soon, soon!"

As he spoke, Shangguan Linglong's delicate and moving appearance came to mind.

Xiao Linglong sat on the edge of Mu Bai's palm, swinging her little feet, her face was happy, and her mouth was longer. She couldn't remember how many times she asked Mu Bai this sentence, but every time she got the answer, it was fast, fast.

pouted and said, "Hmph, if Brother Mu doesn't take me to Sister Linglong, I won't do alchemy." ”

After speaking, he jumped up and fell straight into the alchemy furnace.

While!

The lid of the furnace flew up and closed on its own, and then it fell silent.

Mu Bai looked helpless and waved with one hand. The alchemy furnace quickly became smaller, and finally turned into a big palm, floating above his palm, and the other hand stretched out, stroked it gently, and muttered: "Xiao Linglong, don't worry, don't worry." Some things are not as simple as you think. I want to go back, I want to go back, but it took me a full fifty years to become the peak cultivation of the late stage of the gods. If you go back like this, I'm afraid that you will still not be Zhu Hai's opponent. ”

As he spoke, he looked up at Yan Hongye again, and said to himself: "Fifty years, half of the time in this world has passed, and I think Hongye should also have to finish his cultivation! At that time, we will go back to this mountain to cultivate until we leave!"

"Master Mu, Master Mu, where are you leaving?" I don't know when, Hei Feng had stopped cultivating and came to Mu Bai's side.

Mu Bai smiled slightly and said, "Go to the Forest of Forgetfulness!"

Hei Feng touched his head, looking puzzled, but he didn't say anything more. He had heard it clear before that the word "leaving" in the former's words did not refer to the Forest of Forgetfulness at all.

It's just that he doesn't want to ask where he wants to leave, since the former doesn't say, he doesn't want to ask further. Because he felt that following Mu Bai was the wisest choice in his life.

When he was in Montenegro, he followed the old demon of Montenegro and was named the young master, he felt that he had found the right person, but as time passed, he gradually found that Montenegro was honestly just using him.

Everything is just a passing cloud, just a floating cloud.

Only Mu Bai, only this guy who is strict and funny, is really true to himself. Only by following such a master can you have a way out and a future.

It is rumored that Yan Chixia, the former sect master of Xuanxin Authentic Sect, and his wife Sima Sanniang live in seclusion, and there is a hidden spring in the netherworld. If we go, we might make a fortune. Master Muye, let's go, there is a treasure at all!" Hei Feng became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and in the end, his eyes lit up and he swallowed his saliva.

That kind of appearance is exactly the same as when Mu Bai saw the baby.

Syllable!

Mu Bai kicked Hei Feng's ass and scolded with a smile: "Ya, don't learn the good ones, learn some useless things." ”

"Master Muye!" Hei Feng was kicked upside down and flew out, but instead of screaming in pain, he stretched out his voice: "Baby!"

Mu Bai laughed and said, "Baby wool, you girl, when you arrive, don't be swallowed by the Netherworld Spring, it's a great luck." ”

Hei Feng returned to Mu Bai's side, laughed hehe, and said some flattering words.

"Brother Mu!" On the stone pillar, Yan Hongye didn't know when he had gotten up, and was standing on the edge of the stone pillar at the moment, staring at Mu Bai below affectionately.

"Red leaves, your cultivation is over!" Mu Bai called softly, putting away a playful smile on his face.

Yan Hongye's white hair is still the same, but there is less sorrow between her eyebrows, floating down, like a fairy descending from the sky. Landing lightly in front of Mu Bai.

Delicate eyes are affectionate, delicate and delicate.

Gaze affectionately, lightly followed.

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment, then reached out and stroked Yan Hongye's white hair, and muttered, "Hongye, let's go to the Forgetfulness Forest together." ”

"Brother Mu, the red leaves are all up to your arrangement. Yan Hongye said softly.

Mu Bai turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Qian, who was still cultivating on the edge, he clearly sensed that Xiao Qian's breathing became a little short, and her eyelashes trembled at this time.

Hurriedly urging the Yuan Shen, a divine thought transmitted: "Xiao Qian, the red leaves are too deep in the heart knot, if you don't untie the heart knot, I'm afraid that you will become a demon forever." ”

At this point, I don't know what to say. simply stopped explaining, but stared at Xiaoqian.

"Okay! When Xiaoqian's cultivation is over, we will set off. Mu Bai stroked Yan Hongye's white hair and asked, "Where is your Yaochi Fairy Master dwelling?"

"This!" Yan Hongye was slightly stunned, and said helplessly: "I don't know where Shizun's old man is, if she doesn't take the initiative to see us, we won't even want to find her." ”

"Oh!" Mu Bai sighed softly, nodded slightly, and said no more.

Hei Feng stood not far away, looked at Yan Hongye, and then looked at Xiaoqian, his eyes were dripping, sometimes he was chuckling, and sometimes he was dancing.

It's like seeing the funniest thing in the world.

Mu Bai stood there, letting Yan Hongye snuggle up to his shoulder, his left hand caressing the white hair, but he was staring at Xiao Qian in the distance.

At this moment, he knew what it meant to be embarrassed!

One is a white fox who promises a thousand years, and the other is a woman who meets in Pingshui but has deep roots, who she abandons, Mu Bai will not be able to bear it.

But is there a way to do both?

Slowly raising his head and looking at the sky, he really wanted to ask the high heavenly dao: "There is a double perfect law in the world, and it lives up to it!"

If he hadn't entered Yan Hongye's sea of knowledge, and hadn't seen the gloomy and bleak world, he wouldn't have had any emotions for Yan Hongye throughout his life, and he wouldn't care about the latter's feelings so carefully.

If there was no encounter in the secluded bamboo forest, and there was no thousand-year-old promise, he would not have fallen in love with a white fox, let alone let the white fox remember his own breath and the taste of spiritual wine for himself, even if he traveled through time and space.

Love, entangled!

Love is indispensable, but it hurts people's hearts.

Yan Hongye gently snuggled on Mu Bai's shoulder, quietly, without speaking, enjoying this rare tranquility and serenity.

"Brother Mu!" I don't know how long it has been, Xiao Qian came to Mu Bai, called softly, and said, "Let's go!"

Yan Hongye woke up, slowly raised her head on Mu Bai's shoulder, stared at the delicate and charming Xiao Qian, and suddenly smiled lightly, and said, "Sister Xiao Qian, are you still angry with your sister?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Qian was stunned on the spot, recalling the scene in Lanruo Temple, and seeing the former's appearance at the moment, she suddenly felt ashamed, and said: "Where is my sister, as long as my sister is not angry with my sister, my sister will be very happy." ”

"Hee-hee!" Yan Hongye stepped forward and took Xiao Qian's hand, chattering on both sides as they went down the fairy mountain.

Such a scene made Mu Bai and Hei Feng stunned on the spot, looking incredulous.

All of this changed too quickly, too suddenly.

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