Xi'an replied strangely: "We are not familiar with each other! My brother is familiar. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" He took out the three copper coins used for divination in his arms, "Since you said that they are not easy to deal with, let me calculate a hexagram and we will go again!" ”

Dao Yun directly dragged him down, "...... No, let's go straight over. They should still give the face of Yuehua Temple. ”

Dao Yun's tone was full of self-satisfaction, obviously admiring his own sect.

As for Mu Heng, who didn't know the way, he could only follow behind them and asked silently: "Do you know which direction Feng Zhengmen is?" ”

Xi'an still held the copper coin without giving up: "Let me do the math!" We'll know the way! ”

Dao Yun ignored Xi'an and directly stopped an eternal disciple and asked him to lead the way.

Xi'an stopped, and followed behind Daoyun with some disgust, while Mu Heng followed behind Xi'an. Three people lined up in a row. Along the way, I only heard Dao Yun muttering with the disciples of the ages.

After walking for a short time, the road under the feet gradually disappeared, and a rainbow bridge appeared in front of everyone. The eternal disciples proudly looked at Dao Yun and Mu Heng, who were surprised except for Xi'an, and said proudly: "Behind the bridge is the guest residence. ”

Through the bridge, the name obtained ambitiously. Mu Heng looked at the bridge in front of him, which was half-hidden in the clouds and mist, and there was nothing but admiration for the waste of eternity. This bridge is made of Heavenly Spirit Stone and some high-grade and even immortal materials that Mu Heng can't say. If it is used to refine weapons, at least it can make an artifact and produce it--- if there is such a powerful refiner.

The disciples of the ages led Mu Heng to the blue rainbow bridge, and Xi'an and Daoyun to the yellow rainbow bridge.

Almost with the idea that he was stepping on countless spirit stones, Mu Heng stepped on the Rainbow Bridge. As soon as the aura around you changes, so does the scenery. It's as if it's not a bridge, but a person's life.

Mirage again? Mu Heng leisurely watched the replay of her experience, until she was five years old, she couldn't help but stare carefully, will there be memories before the age of five?

Then the picture was stuck in the picture of the curtain heng buried in the snow, and it did not move for a long time.

In the end, it still doesn't work, Mu Heng sighed. What Senior Brother Muyuan said was still in his ears, although he didn't care very much, he was a little disappointed.

And Hongqiao has finally gone to the end.

She stepped out and saw Xi'an standing in place with a flushed face and a stupid idiot. Dao Yun's spiritual power was even stronger than before, and it was obvious that his cultivation had stabilized on the second layer of the foundation, and he saw Mu Heng beckoning, and said, "This bridge should be called the Asking Heart Bridge." ”

Mu Heng has a heart in his heart, a conscience? Not a mirage? If this is the case, her origin has to be figured out, and it is easy to breed demons after being left for a long time. Make up your mind, Mu Heng suddenly became enlightened, since he was curious, he went to solve it.

"What's wrong with Uncle Junior?"

"He came out before me. I didn't listen to any of my calls, so I changed my appearance. Dao Yun was also a little confused, "Why don't you call him?" ”

"Uncle Junior." Mu Heng patted Xi'an on the shoulder, and saw that Xi'an was suddenly shocked, his eyes gradually cleared from confusion, the blush on his face did not fade, and he saw Mu Heng scream and take a few steps back.

"Uncle Junior, are you okay?" Mu Heng asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xi'an replied in a bit of a panic, his heart was still pounding, and he didn't dare to look at Mu Heng again. Hurriedly walked forward: "Let's hurry up!" ”

"He does that a lot?"

"Occasionally." Makuheng replied.

The two caught up with Xi'an.

**

The head of Feng Zhengmen was chatting with Xijing, his appearance was only in his early twenties, and he was actually more than a hundred years old. Cultivation is already the foundation of the great consummation, but the opportunity has not come, and the void pill is in the body, and it has not become a golden pill.

He poured tea like wine, "...... This ancient door is obviously rich and oily, and it is this kind of inferior spiritual tea that entertains guests, phew. He spat on the tea foam as he spoke.

Xijing said lazily: "The top-grade spiritual tea is for the head to drink, and you have spiritual tea is not bad." ”

"What?"

"The monks of the Qin Kingdom who came first have nothing but the northwest wind."

"Poof!" The head of Feng Zhengmen squirted out all the spiritual tea, "The Ancient Sect is a big faction, is it necessary to be so ugly?" ”

Xijing smiled and didn't answer, the ancient gate is to give other countries a dismount; Second, I am indeed starting to be shy, there are so many disciples in the Ancient Sect, and the annual cost is twenty times that of Qingyuan; The third is for Qingyuan to see, looking forward to sharing the three-star moon.

"This ancient gate is not as good as Fengzheng Gate. Although you only have 300 disciples, you have all of them. Xijing sighed, "Otherwise, friend, you will accept me as a beginner, right?" ”

"Don't do this, if you come to our Fengzheng Gate, my disciples will have no intention of cultivating their minds. What's more, I'm afraid of you Qingyuan Elders chasing and killing! Feng Zhengmen touched his neck and said with palpitations, "Especially Elder Hua." ”

"It's not like you don't know where our elders come from." Xijing had no sympathy, "I even dare to flirt." ”

"I'm not molesting!" The head of Feng Zhengmen was angry and justified his name, "I just care about the lost girl." ”

"My apprentice is here." Xijing said suddenly.

"You don't know what you're going ....... Well? Your apprentice? The head of Feng Zhengmen was originally unhappy that Xijing interrupted what he said, but suddenly exclaimed, and the fan in his hand scraped towards Xijing with strength, "When did you have an apprentice?" Male or female? Will you also take apprentices? Doesn't it mean that if you don't get rid of the demon, you won't be able to get married? Be a loner and no one will interfere with your way? ”

Xijing didn't raise his hand, and easily resolved this soft and fluttering move.

The head of Feng Zhengmen was still about to be pressed, and Xijing said: "If you don't shut up, your gentle image will be ruined." ”

The head of Feng Zhengmen obediently closed his mouth, the corners of his lips raised a proper smile, and waited for Xijing's apprentice to come in.

Mu Heng saw such a scene when he entered the door, a handsome young man about twenty years old sat upright on a chair, and his master's laziness became more and more flattering. Mu Heng was surprised, she thought that the head of Feng Zhengmen would be a female cultivator. Hiding their surprise, the three of them saluted towards Xijing and saluted the head of Feng Zhengmen.

Everything was normal, but Mu Heng felt that there was a gaze looking at her, which made her quite uncomfortable.

Dao Yun and Xi'an also stood at the bottom of the head.

Xijing saw their crampedness and said, "Senior nephew Mulan and Senior nephew Yuyan are discussing in the front yard. ”

The head of Feng Zhengmen had already called a disciple to let her lead the way.

The three of them walked to the front yard again, and vaguely heard someone behind them: "The disciple you chose is not very good?" It's not as good as the monk of the Yuehua Temple next to ......"

The three of them just didn't hear it, and the disciples of Feng Zhengmen were also embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "Daoyou, please." "Hurry with them and flee from the land of right and wrong. In my heart, I was also impressed by the unbalanced boss again.

Along the way, she didn't dare to say much and took them to the front yard to practice martial arts, and she retired with a few thoughtful manners.