Mo Huan did not leave the mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this vast and unfamiliar place, he had nowhere to go, although he couldn't wait to return to the Xia Kingdom, but with his current strength, it was estimated that he would die on the road before he had walked a tenth of the distance.

Therefore, he needed a quiet place to cultivate, and since Chaoyun had said that he could stay, he would not leave rashly until his cultivation reached a certain level.

The twenty-one spirit islands outside the mountain do not have their own names, but the things that are abundant on each spirit island are not the same, so they are still very easy to identify, and the place where Mo Huan just woke up is the main island.

There is no Qionglou Yuyu here, only a bamboo house, two or three pieces of bamboo forest, several pieces of medicinal fields are accompanied by the front of the house, several old trees are closely connected, perhaps it is located in the high altitude, favored by the essence of the sun and the moon, a grass and a tree on the island, all are extraordinarily green, as if carved out of jasper, the fragrance is overflowing, refreshing people's hearts, occasionally a few white cranes fly over, fall on the spring, drink water to quench thirst.

Everything seems ordinary and simple, but it is better than tranquility and nature, transcending the world, making people's hearts feel baptized, away from the world, and cleansing away from troubles.

"It's ...... What's going on? ”

At this time, Mo Huan was standing on the edge of the small spring in front of the house, looking at the reflection in the water in a daze, unable to speak for a long time, and now he finally understood why Chaoyun called him a child just now.

Because the reflection in the spring at this time is a child with a beautiful face, about ten years old!

It turned out that it was not that Chaoyun was too 'huge', but that he had shrunk, and if it weren't for the reflection and a bit of his original appearance, he would almost have thought that he had crossed over to someone else again. Intoxicating chapter & section small. Say it's in the hey ~ smoke ~ grid

"I didn't expect that the punishment that day would have the effect of rejuvenation? Or is my body inherently abnormal? ”

After this change occurred, Mo Huan was afraid that there would be other problems, so he hurriedly began to investigate, probing, his face became more and more ugly!

His cultivation is gone!

When his divine sense probed the dantian, he found that the Origin Egg, which was about to condense and form, had disappeared! There is no aura left in the body!

Although the divine consciousness did not disappear, and even strengthened a few points compared to the original, but the cultivation disappeared completely, Mo Huan immediately panicked, and the divine consciousness frantically followed the meridians of the body, frantically searching, trying to see what was going on, but he didn't find anything, and the aura in his body disappeared completely!

"Huh? There seems to be something inside the Mud Pill Palace? ”

When the divine consciousness turned out to be in the Mud Pill Palace, he found that there was a phantom crow in the Mud Pill Palace, and he couldn't help but remember what Chaoyun had said before, when he first saw him, it was a bird that looked like a crow and a phoenix.

Airplanes!

The black mist was filled, and in the reflection of the spring water, Mo Huan saw that the child with red lips and white teeth turned into a strange-looking black bird in the blink of an eye.

Shaking his wings, Mo Huan felt his body light, an invisible buoyancy, lifting him high into the air, looking at the mountains that were getting smaller and smaller under him, looking at the white clouds that were like rolling waves, and the bright sun that was slowly rising in the distance, all kinds of boredom blocking his heart seemed to be gradually dissipating.

Mo Huan waved his wings tiredly, and he didn't know how high he flew, at this time he couldn't see the mountains under his feet, looking at the sea of clouds that was thrown away from him, he didn't fly up again, because the wind whistling overhead, as sharp as a knife, did not allow him to fly like this again.

The divine consciousness touched the phantom in the Mud Pill Palace again, and it was still filled with black mist, but this time his body returned to human form.

"Look, except for cultivation, other abilities have not disappeared."

Although he changed back into a human form, his body did not fall down, and he still stayed in mid-air, obviously, those abilities did not disappear, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at the land that was still invisible, Mo Huan was finally able to appreciate the things described in the book, the Yunling Continent was too big, and ordinary beings were like a small drop of water in the sea here, and they couldn't see its original appearance all their lives.

Summer insects can't talk about ice, that's probably what they say.

"What if the cultivation disappears? As long as I still have the Underworld, I was able to cultivate to the Chaos Eight Heavens in a few days, and I can still do it now! ”

Taking a deep breath, Mo Huan roared loudly towards the sea of clouds:

"One day, I will truly reach the top of this world, trampling all this on the soles of my feet, nothing can resist my path and obscure my vision!"

A child with an adult soul, dragging a body that has no spiritual power, stands high in the air, solemnly swearing to this boundless world.

Then, he withdrew his ability to fly, his body sank, and the invisible gravitational pull pulled him down from the air, and he did not put up any resistance, letting the wind blow on his face, rolling his clothes and crackling.

……

"I want to stay here until I'm qualified to roam the land." Back at the bamboo house, Mo Huan said very seriously to Chaoyun, who was still reading.

"Yes."

Chaoyun finally put down the book in his hand, stood up, looked at him and said: "But there is only one bamboo house and one bed here, if you want to stay, you can build it yourself, find the materials on the island by yourself, and leave by yourself when you are tired of it, you don't need to report, you can ask me if you have any questions, the only requirement is not to make noise." ”

"That's it?" Mo Huan looked at him blankly.

"That's all!"

Chaoyun nodded, and his words were still as concise as they were.

"I see."

Mo Huan bowed deeply, exited the bamboo building, and then got up on his own.

As the saying goes, do it yourself, you have enough food and clothing, but fortunately, when he was in that world, he had learned to paint, and when Chaoyun asked him to do it himself, many plans flashed in his mind.

Yu chose a vacant lot not far from the bamboo house, and as soon as Mo Huan shook his hand, a large number of things appeared on the ground, the things that were dug up from the ancestral tomb of the Nanshan family were not only the ones he auctioned in Jubaoju, he just took out most of the useless things.

With these things, Mo Huan took out the water-stopping sword to make a woodcutter, plus the creation law and telekinesis, and soon, a small bamboo house appeared, although it was not as big as the bamboo house, but a lot of things were added, such as the night pearl on the roof instead of the candle flame, such as the exquisite animal skin carpet on the ground, and all kinds of precious and exquisite ornaments......

Under the embellishment of these things, the small bamboo house seems more aura, looking at this exquisite bamboo house that is similar to the game, Mo Huan has an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Well done."

Chaoyun didn't know when he appeared behind Mo Huan, looked at the bamboo house that was built in less than an hour, nodded, and then handed out a jade cylinder and said:

"There are some cultivation exercises and spells in it, if you don't have any exercises that you can cultivate, just practice them."

"Ah, that's ......"

Mo Huan hurriedly took it, and when he looked at him again, he found that he had already walked back to the bamboo house, and from beginning to end, he didn't make a single question, such as where Mo Huan took out these things out of thin air, it seems that there are not many things in this world that can attract his attention.

"What a quirky guy."

Putting away the jade tube, Mo Huan muttered, walked into the small bamboo house, and went straight to a thing on the side that looked a bit like a shrine on the earth, on which were two wooden plaques, engraved with Chinese characters: 'Chu Chu' and 'Misha'.

"When I take off Ye Geng's head, I will come to build a mausoleum for you, and before that, I can only wronged you first."

Mo Huan stood in front of the shrine, thinking of the two lovely faces, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he finished speaking, he heard two wooden signs crack one after another.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Mo Huan looked at the wooden plaque that was broken into four pieces blankly, frowned, and couldn't think of any reason, as soon as he turned his hand, two jade stones appeared in his hand, took out the water-stopping sword, used the sword as a pen, and engraved the word 'Chu Chu' again.

Snort——!

There was nothing wrong with the first word, but when he carved the last stroke of the second word, for some reason, his hand suddenly slipped, and this stroke was not added, but the engraved word was scratched!

"Is someone doing the trick?"

Mo Huan frowned violently, and the figure of Chaoyun appeared in his mind, but he quickly denied the idea in his heart, not saying that others had no reason to do this, just saying that he carved Chinese characters, and he didn't know it.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Huan picked up another jade stone and began to engrave the name of the yarn, and sure enough, when it came to the last stroke, his hand shook again, and the engraved words were destroyed.

"I don't believe in evil."

Mo Huan also confronted it, and immediately got up all kinds of things and engraved words on them, as long as it wasn't the names of Chu Chu and Misha, it would be fine, but at the moment, theirs would fail for various reasons.

Slowly, Mo Huan stopped the movements in his hand, stared at a pile of things on the ground, was silent for a long time, and suddenly thought: "This ...... Could it be a hint for me? ”

"Yes, it must be for that!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and his eyes became brighter and brighter: since he could survive the heavenly punishment, why couldn't he find a yarn?

And Chu Chu, although when he ran away, his sense of her disappeared, and he was in a coma because of it, but it doesn't mean that she is dead! ”

If the two of them were just ordinary people, he wouldn't dare to think so, but in fact, whether it was Chu Chu or Misha, they were not ordinary, Chu Chu was a tool spirit created by Hongmeng himself, and the origin of Misha was very mysterious, but her magical blood also showed that she was extraordinary. ”

"There's no way to find yarn for the time being, but Chu Chu's words, she is the instrument spirit of the umbrella covering the sky, if she doesn't die, the soul realm will definitely be able to find clues!"

Thinking of this, Mo Huan sat on the spot, immediately mobilized his divine sense, and entered the soul realm.