And those spiritual cultivators who had been squatting on the low peak all night had finally met the people who had come to open the enchantment for them.

The leader was a handsome man in a black suit, with black boots and a short robe, and arrow sleeves at the waist. There was a little blood jade in the center of his eyebrows, the ink hair behind him was flying, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his cold eyes were deep, and he was slowly walking towards this side with a group of firmament disciples.

"I've seen the Firmament Lord!"

Jun Heng bowed his head slightly, and Shen Fu, who was dangling at the end of the team, glanced at it, and found that the number of people who came this time was not as large as the last Yueli Tianren.

Jiang Yebai was still followed by Lin Qingying, who never gave up, and Ye Qingyan, who was delusional about Jun Heng, naturally would not be absent from this kind of occasion where she could contact Jun Heng openly, and she was accompanied by Jielu and several other disciples of the Flame Sect.

At present, the three sects of Daoqin Yin have long since lost their former glory, they are still in a state of shrinkage, and even their lair has been taken by Jun Heng, of course they will not rush to Jun Heng to die under their noses at this moment.

Lin Qingying also looked towards Jun Heng, and was about to step forward to say hello on behalf of Fu Sang, but her gaze was coldly ripped off by the red-clothed young man with a mask at the back, and the delicate and light mask outlined a sinuous dark silver vein, covering the upper half of the young man's face, revealing the smart eyes hidden in the starlight and the delicate jaw of the frost and snow.

And when the young man nodded his forehead a few times casually, this familiar action shocked Lin Qingying's heart.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yebai on the side saw that her expression was different, and asked in a cold voice.

She shuddered, as if she was afraid of being discovered by him, and suddenly withdrew her gaze, "No, it's okay." ”

She said that it was okay, and Jiang Yebai naturally wouldn't pay too much attention to it.

"Hey, why don't you see the people from the Yaoxing Yi Sect?" Shen Fu whispered in confusion.

"I see that your eyes are really not good, then you are not there! The people of the Sword Sect are in the way, do you see that corner of white?" Qing Yue pouted in disgust.

At first glance, it is really true, and a little white robe is faintly visible behind the large green frost suit. Shen Fu sneered in her heart, Jiang Yebai was always so virtuous, and she had to bring a group of people out to obstruct her eyes at any time.

Jun Heng stood in front of the low peak, his palm was slightly close, condensing a layer of silver rays, he gently pushed forward, and the silver rays shot towards the enchantment, only touching slightly, the two silver rays dissipated at the same time, and the hole halfway up the mountain slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"I'm sure you're already familiar with the rules of the Firmament Mulberry Harvesting Society. He spoke lightly.

"Yes. ”

The rules of the so-called mulberry picking meeting are that when picking mulberries, they rush up and get the 'competition card' according to their ability, and when they take the silk, the people who get the mulberry leaves enter the hole in turn.

Even if the people present have not participated in the mulberry picking meeting, they have already inquired about the rules of the mulberry picking meeting before coming, so they don't need to bother to speak. Jun Heng turned around and walked to the observation deck directly opposite the low peak and sat down, followed by the rest of the people who did not participate in the mulberry picking meeting.

In fact, it is not very difficult to pick mulberry leaves, as long as you can obtain mulberry leaves, and then use mulberry leaves to lure the six-winged silkworm, and finally take the opportunity to obtain the silk in the cave. It was because Jiang Yebai, Ning Wushu and even Ye Qingyan and the others had no intention of going down in person, and only let the disciples of each sect practice their hands.

Seeing the green Wen Renying, she jumped forward and spoke like an old friend, "Hey, are you also here to fetch the silk?"

The cold girl was still the same as before, and reluctantly moved her eyes to the self-cooked little girl who was only on her shoulder, and quickly moved back expressionlessly.

The hot face was once again attached to Wen Renying, who had a cold buttocks: "......"

The little girl turned around angrily, clenched her little fists tightly, and secretly decided: If I talk to her again, I will be a dog!

Shen Fu quietly moved to Ning Wushu's side and patted him on the shoulder.

Subconsciously turning his head, Ning Wushu was startled by the dark silver mask magnified several times in front of him, "You, why did you come out with a mask?"

Shen Fu grinned, and her plain white hand touched the mask pattern that covered half of her face, "It's more convenient to wear a mask than to disguise yourself." ”

Ning Wushu nodded, he reached out and handed a long strip of item wrapped in black velvet cloth to Shen Fu, "It has been with me for ten years, and now it should be returned to its original owner." ”

Even through the black velvet, Shen Fu suddenly understood what she was holding in her hand at the moment. Because she was so familiar with this thing, she couldn't help but feel that her fingertips began to tremble slightly, and her throat was a little tight.

As a waste wood with no spiritual power, she can't refine her own spiritual weapon, and the feather fan in her hand was refined by her father with his own spiritual power.

She picked up a corner slightly, and sure enough, she was very familiar with the Xuanyin fan bone, and there was a colorful flower hanging from the tail of the fan, which was made by her mother herself, and later she gave it to Ning Wushu, and now he hung it on the fan for her.

It was the only thing she had left that had anything to do with her father.

The slender joints holding the feather fan turned slightly white.

A dull drum sounded to mean that the mulberry picking meeting had begun.

Wen Renying took the lead and rushed out towards the spirit mulberry, and the rest of the people were not far behind, and they jumped up one after another.

"I grabbed it!" One of the two Yi Sect disciples brought by Ning Wushu happily raised the spirit mulberry leaf in his hand.

"I got it too!" Wen Renying snorted triumphantly, "It's obviously easy." ”

"Got it, got it!"

"Me and Me ......"

In an instant, there was already one leaf left in that Lingsang plant, which was still quite dense, and at this moment, there were still two loose cultivators scrambling.

An afterimage flashed, and the two of them saw a flower in front of them, and Lingsang was left with a bare pole.

"Where's the mulberry leaf?"

"I didn't take it, you hid it!"

The two were still tearing, and the leaf had already fallen into Jun Heng's hands.

Yan Liu was a little surprised, "Lord, do you want to take the heavenly silk too?"

"Hmm. Jun Heng turned the leaf in his hand at will, and responded slowly.

Only then did the two loose cultivators come back to their senses, and one of them looked a little angry, and he said boldly, "Lord, is this unruly?"

Jun Heng's dark eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on him lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Your spiritual power is profound, I can't wait for the dust, naturally I can't rob you, if you also participate in the mulberry picking meeting, then who can rob you?"

"But the deity has never set a rule that states that the strong are not allowed to participate in the meeting. ”

As soon as these words came out, Na Sanxiu's face turned red.

It's not just the Mulberry Picking Club in the firmament, even if you look at the entire rivers and lakes, there is no reason for this, because your strength is stronger than me, so you can't rob me?

Ye Qingyan sneered, "This really sounds like a big joke. ”

Sanxiu, who felt faceless, hurriedly arched his hand towards Jun Heng and withdrew from the mulberry picking meeting.

In fact, Shen Fu was also quite interested in the silk that day, but when she thought that the silk spit out by the six-winged silkworm every three years was not enough for one-third of the materials of the Eight Treasure Brocade, she didn't bother to do it.

It takes ten years to prepare the materials for making an eight-treasure brocade, and she really doesn't have the patience, so she might as well just watch the excitement here.