In the majestic reception hall, there is only one seat at this time, on which the delicious delicacies that are difficult to find in the world, some delicious delicacies made of high-level demon beasts, and spiritual fruits with various strange effects are sent into the main hall like a horse watching flowers.

Delicacies, delicacies and brews, even cultivators can't help but lose their appetites? However, what they eat is not only delicious, but the aura contained in it, and the richer the aura, the more effective it is for the improvement of mana.

Jindan Zhenjun's banquet, of course, is extraordinary, Wuji Gate is even more financially arranged, almost the bottom of the house is poured clean, at this time full of delicacies, are all containing strong aura fluctuations, just any of them, can make Zhuji Zhenren poor for a lifetime.

Mo Wentian obtained the Tongtian Spirit Object Nine Ghost Soul Water, and after refining, his strength skyrocketed, almost the same as Dongmu Zhenjun, but he understood the truth of Mu Xiu Yulin, the Jindan period monks were all under the monitoring of Zheng Guojun's room, and if they were too sharp, they would definitely cause some unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, he quietly operated the Hidden Yuan Decision, and cultivated to a hard lower realm, this magical spell was obtained in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which can lower his own realm, but if the other party's divine sense is too strong than his own, or if this spell is not cultivated, it can be easily seen through the disguise.

This supernatural power is quite difficult to cultivate, Mo Wentian has only cultivated a small amount so far, but fortunately, his divine sense is extremely strong, he is simply the first person below the Yuan Infant, and when he uses this supernatural power, almost no Jindan monk can see through it.

But even if he had already lowered his cultivation by one level. On the surface, it was the early stage of Jindan, but the aura he vaguely revealed seemed to be not inferior to the middle stage of Jindan, which made several true monarchs of the Ascension Immortal Gate extremely surprised, and it seemed that it was difficult to believe their eyes.

This Wuji True Monarch has achieved the Golden Pill, but it has only been ten years, and there are signs of breaking through the middle stage of the Golden Pill, what kind of cultivation talent is this, it is really demonic and smacking, I am afraid that it is enough to compare to the four major cultivation geniuses of the Desolate Spirit Realm.

This time, Jin Dan Zhenjun, who was trapped in the Yin Corpse Tomb, stepped on the mountain gate. If it weren't for the timely help of the Ascending Immortal Gate. The Wuji Sect may be in danger of destruction, Mo Wentian is naturally sincerely grateful, and deliberately opens a jar of the sect's self-brewed sixth-order spirit wine.

This is the sect's brewing after several years, and countless natural treasures have been exhausted. It's just that. Although it is not as good as the royal spirit wine of the monarch's house. But it's not too far off.

Mo Wentian expressed his gratitude for chatting, and even raised his glass frequently to toast, and several people pushed the lamp. After drinking not a drop of a jar of spiritual wine, there was a feast, not only was the mana of the true monarchs slightly radicalized, but the feelings were greatly enhanced.

Mo Wentian borrowed the strength of the wine, and hereby issued an invitation in public, asking Tianyu Daoyou, the head of the Immortal Sect, to be in Pishan Panheng for a period of time, and the two of them jointly sealed the Dao.

How could Zheng Yu'er not understand his thoughts? But since the last time we met, it has been half a year since we parted, and there are indeed too many heartfelt feelings to tell, and the pain of lovesickness that has been suffering for months needs comfort, and the nod of the cheeks should be like fire.

Dongmu Zhenjun and the other three looked at each other and smiled, naturally they were a little tacit, in these nine years, as long as it was every six months, Tianyu Zhenjun would be in Bishan Panheng for a few days, saying that it was to seal the Dao with Wuji Zhenjun, but what were they actually doing? Even the toes can be imagined.

The three True Monarch Elders were originally a little dissatisfied, but when they saw that Tianyu True Monarch had lived in Bishan for a few days, he was indeed obviously radical in terms of mana, and his heart was surprised and puzzled.

After this feast, Zheng Yu'er was a little overwhelmed and was arranged to rest in the Houshan Courtyard, in order not to be a little embarrassed by the master, Dongmu Zhenjun and the other three naturally did not stay, so they said goodbye at night to rush back to the Xianmen.

Mo Wentian did not keep them, personally sent them in front of the mountain gate, and before they left, he stuffed a treasure bag in each of them's arms, which was a thank you gift for their help to Wujimen this time.

Dongmu Zhenjun and the other three are just obedient, and they don't have deep feelings for Wujimen, but they can help each other when Wujimen is in danger, and if they don't say anything, I'm afraid it's a little unreasonable.

Mo Wentian was in the ruins of the imperial city, but he made a windfall, at this time, he was like an upstart, at this time, he naturally did not skimp on spirit stones, and used heavy gold to intersect these three Jindan True Monarchs.

Dongmu Zhenjun and the other three couldn't refuse, so they had to take it in their arms, and immediately said goodbye, and then they all put their swords in the air, and the three of them all released their divine consciousness at this time, and they sensed it in the treasure bag, but they were all immediately shocked, and the sword under their feet suddenly fell, and they almost fell down in mid-air.

In the Nabao bag in the arms of the three of them, there were ten palm-like spirit stones, flashing with a dreamy light, and they were all top-grade spirit stones.

At this time, in the back mountain of Houtu Peak, there is a courtyard with a view, which is listed as a forbidden place for the sect, and no disciples are allowed to approach, and Zheng Yu'er is being arranged to rest here.

Mo Wentian turned into a breeze and swept across the night sky, walked through the courtyard like a familiar car, walked in front of a quiet and elegant wing, gently pushed it away with his hands, and the moonlight swept behind him like flowing water, casting a majestic shadow on the wing.

"Ask the sky?"

Under the moonlight, Zheng Yu'er's delicate body suddenly trembled slightly, and she suddenly rushed desperately and threw herself into Mo Wentian's broad embrace.

'Squeak', the heavy door closed in an instant, keeping the milky white moonlight out of the door, and the room returned to darkness, Mo Wentian stretched out his hand and opened his arms, hugging the incomparably moving delicate body, and his worries were suddenly thrown out of the clouds.

The sound of sandalwood cracking gently in the incense burner came, and the room was silent at this time, and the two hugged each other tightly, feeling the thoughts in each other's hearts, and silence was better than sound at this time.

After just a moment of warmth, Zheng Yu'er raised her cheeks and said in a worried tone: "Ask the sky, can you tell Yu'er if you have been to the ruins of the imperial city in the past two months?" ”

Mo Wentian didn't deny it, and said with a smile: "Yes, Yu'er is as wise as a torch, and she really can't hide anything from you." ”

Zheng Yu'er sighed slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Yu'er knows the Dao, I believe that Dongmu Zhenjun and the other three elders have already guessed it, but they haven't broken it." ”

When she said this, her voice suddenly paused, her hands wrapped around Mo Wentian's thick neck, and said in a worried voice: "It's just that the ruins of the imperial city are extremely dangerous, and they are one of the three dangerous places in the border wilderness spiritual domain. ”

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "The long road of cultivation is dangerous and difficult, my generation of cultivators really asked, if you are afraid of hardships and dangers, how can you have the courage to fight for your life with the sky?" Yu'er must understand this truth. ”

Zheng Yu'er knew that persuasion was useless, and she couldn't help but sigh slightly, but after thinking about it, this is also the most attractive thing about Mo Wentian, if you don't have such ambition, how could you become a prince who dominates Qingzhou just a few decades ago.

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to hug her delicate body tightly, and said with a smile: "Yu'er, there is nothing to worry about, for the husband Hongfu Qitian, he is the darling of God, and he is loved by the Dao of Heaven, but it is not so easy to fall." ”

Zheng Yu'er took his hand, the pair of strong, safe and powerful hands, a warmth to his heart, and said softly: "Ask the sky, Yu'er is willing to live and die with you, such a danger in the future, but you must bring Yu'er, even if there is any danger, you must face the hardships together." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other, and they saw a strong love on each other's faces, and that love had surpassed everything.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel excited, and a hot fire suddenly rushed forward in his heart, pressed forward, blew a breath of hot air in her round and delicate ears, bit the little ear beads that were as crystal as jade, and said with a smile: "Yu'er, my husband's skills have made great progress in the past few days, but he has accumulated too much inventory, why don't we start to seal the Dao Fa, and you will definitely gain a lot." ”

Zheng Yu'er's pretty face immediately burned like a fire, the roots of her ears suddenly turned red, and her beautiful eyes were as white as he was, and she whispered: "Ask the sky, it's obvious that you want to do bad things, but what you want to say is so high-sounding, so that the three elders of Dongmu Zhenjun don't know how to laugh at Yu'er in private, and this head has no majesty." ”

"What else should you be? As long as Yu'er is in Bishan, she has only the same identity, and that is the head lady of Wujimen. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Wentian laughed, pushed Jiao Rao in his arms down on the soft couch, reached out and slipped into her clothes, wantonly caressing the soft and delicate body.

Zheng Yu'er's beautiful eyes were immediately full of spring love, her cheeks were peach, and the light was shining, although she was in the dark, but under Mo Wentian's fiery eyes, her cute and moving appearance was clearly visible.

Mo Wentian gently bit her round ear and said softly: "Yu'er, when we finish sealing the Dao Fa, it should be your chance to take you to a place for your husband." ”

Zheng Yu'er only felt that her delicate body was soft, where could she hear what he was saying clearly? just opened his beautiful eyes slightly, nodded slightly with a blushing face, and then his starry eyes were half-closed, and the shocking allure that disturbed the heart of the people made Mo Wentian's lust rise sharply.

Mo Wentian quickly took off his clothes, his strong and masculine body was close to his body, and he felt that the delicate and warm nephrite under his body was hot and smooth, soft as boneless, so wonderful It is really difficult to describe in words.

The two hugged each other without intervals, the heat on the body continued to rise, and soon merged into the forgetfulness of worries, turning the dragon and the phoenix, swimming in Wushan, incomparably enthusiastic to resist the death, the hibiscus tent was warm, and the waves could not stop rolling, just like the tide under the night, the ups and downs of the surge, wave after wave, I don't know when it will stop...... (To be continued......)