There was not a single cloud in the sky, a blazing sun overhead, and no wind around him.

Mo Wanchen's punishment for Xingluo was that he was not allowed to eat lunch, and the seal was repaired to run along the misty sea for two hours under the scorching sun.

Seeing such a punishment, Hua Wuya was stunned again, "Two hours, still sealing the cultivation?" He was only a seven or eight-year-old child, would Prince Wanchen's punishment be too severe? ”

Zhong Wuyan, who was beside him, hurriedly dragged Wuya, turned his back, lowered his voice, and said, "Don't say it, don't you see that His Royal Highness the Prince is still angry?" ”

"But..."

"You don't have to worry about it, how strong the punishment is, can His Royal Highness not count it in his own heart?"

"This incident started because of me after all, and if I hadn't rushed up at that time, there wouldn't have been what happened later." Hua Wuya bowed to Mo Wanchen as he spoke, "Prince Wanchen, I request to be punished together with Junior Brother Xingluo!" ”

Mo Wanchen glanced at him and said lightly: "If you want to go, you can go, no one will stop you!" After saying that, he conjured the portal again, and as soon as he walked in, he took two steps back and said to Xingluo, "Go directly to the Phantom Sound Pavilion to find me in two hours!" ”

"Yes!"

Running from the Imperial Academy to the Misty Coast, if you don't use spiritual power, it will take about half a stick of incense, and the two of them didn't stay too long before setting off.

Xingluo had looked back and forth more than hundreds of times along the way, and Hua Wuya found for the first time that the physical fitness of the child beside him was actually close to his own.

After half a burnt incense, the two arrived at the misty coast, the time was close to noon, the sun shining on the sea surface looked a little dazzling, the fishermen who had been busy all morning were preparing lunch, and a few young children were playing back and forth on the beach with bare feet.

Xingluo ran along the coast without thinking about it, he didn't dare to be lazy, he believed that Yimo Wanchen's temper must be hiding somewhere to spy on him now.

In the first half hour, both of them behaved very relaxed, talking and laughing all the way, and time passed quickly.

But an hour later, Hua Wuya obviously felt unwell, "Prince Wanchen, this is how much enmity he has with you, I have to let you come out for a run when the sun is the most poisonous!" Boundless grumbled as he ran.

After another half an hour, Hua Wuya's pace slowed down, his physical strength was gradually overdrawn, and many Xingluo who were ahead of him turned around and circled back, "Senior Brother Wuya, you just rest in place, don't accompany me." ”

Hua Wuya put his hands on his knees, bent over and gasped for breath, sweat was falling from his face at the moment, "I'm really dying, you... How did you persevere? For two hours, I felt like I was reaching my limit. ”

Xingluo was also sweating like Hua Wuya, but his physical strength didn't seem to have run out yet, "I can't be lazy, there's still half an hour!" ”

"It's just you and me here, so why take it too seriously."

"It's all here, let's just think it's a physical training." Xingluo Dao.

On the coast, several fishermen were making a fire to grill fish, and the smell of fish made the already hungry and thirsty Wuya even more unable to take a step, he thought that the person Mo Wanchen was going to punish was not him anyway, even if he persevered, he would not get the prince's praise in the end, thinking of this, he decided to fill his stomach first and then think about the rest of the matter. "Little junior brother, I'll go find them to order something to eat, you wait here for me to come back."

Xingluo nodded "En" and didn't speak, lunch time had passed, he was also thirsty and hungry, but he knew that he couldn't stop before finishing the long-distance run, seeing Wuya walking away, Xingluo turned around and continued to run.

Not long after Xingluo left, a familiar figure walked out from behind a huge rock by the sea.

The person who came was Mo Wanchen.

From the time Xingluo left Diling Academy, he followed all the way, seeing Xingluo's perseverance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a slight smile, this kid in front of him, he was not only talented, but also worked harder than anyone else.

Half a stick of incense time has passed...... Although the pace is getting slower and slower, Xingluo is still persevering.

Another half-burnt incense time has passed......

Xingluo only felt that all his organs were burning in a panic, except for dizziness and nausea, his whole body was almost completely dehydrated.

Mo Wanchen quietly followed behind with a white pocket, which contained the food and water he had prepared a long time ago, although he kept muttering that he wanted to punish Xingluo, but in fact, he felt more sorry for him than anyone else.

In the last half of the incense, Xingluo fell several times due to physical exhaustion, but each time he only rested for a short time, and then continued to get up and run forward.

The last two quarters of an hour...... Last quarter of an hour......

Finally, two hours passed.

At the moment when Xingluo's entire body rushed forward, Mo Wanchen grabbed him from behind.

"Uncle......" Xingluo cried out in a lost voice.

"Xiao Luo, you did a good job!" Mo Wanchen whispered in Xingluo's ear.

"You...... Don't be mad at me? Xingluo gasped and asked reluctantly.

Mo Wanchen patted Xingluo's back distressedly, and said: "I have never really been angry with you, I will subdue Hua Wuya when I see you quietly, in addition to worrying, I am more surprised, I know that you don't like Zhong Wuyan, and you just want to train your physical fitness by letting you run for two hours under the scorching sun." ”

Hearing Mo Wanchen's words, Xingluo seemed to be relieved in his heart.

"Uncle, I'm hungry." Xingluo Dao.

Mo Wanchen hurriedly took out the prepared pocket, which contained a large piece of beef and a pot of goat's milk, and Xingluo took the food and ate it without thinking about it.

After eating the dry food, Xingluo rested for about a quarter of an hour, and in the sea breeze of the misty sea, Xingluo sat down cross-legged on the spot to start the day's cultivation.

With the continuous improvement of his cultivation, Xingluo can control the illusion world for longer and longer, I don't know when, he used to plant a huge snow cherry tree in each of his illusions, the petals on the snow cherry tree are flying all over the sky, as if they will never fall, this scene, he always feels very familiar, but he can't remember where he has seen it.

Hua Wuya, who was looking for all the way, saw Mo Wanchen practicing with Xingluo from afar, so he didn't come forward to disturb them, and the moment he left, he suddenly envied this boy, he was not only talented, but also had such a good teacher.

Two hours later.

At the end of the sight of the misty sea, the sun was slowly sinking, and the whole sky was reflected red by the setting sun, so the master and apprentice found a big stone by the sea and sat down, and then enjoyed the beautiful sunset together.

It was getting dark.

Where did the waves come from, when waves suddenly broke off on the surface of the otherwise calm misty sea, and there was no wind around them?

Mo Wanchen immediately became alert, "Xiao Luo! Come to me! He shouted, and as soon as the words fell, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and the speed of the other party was so fast that Ling Mo Wanchen could barely catch his whereabouts.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" As soon as Xing Luo wanted to ask, dozens of masked people suddenly came out of the sea of mist, and then landed at a distance of twenty meters from the two of them.

Mo Wanchen subconsciously grabbed Xingluo's hand, the identities of these masked people in front of him were still uncertain, but Mo Wanchen had already felt the spiritual pressure released from them.

That's right, all masked people's cultivation is above the tenth-level Holy Spirit!

A nervous mood arose, he was not worried about himself, but worried about the little prince of the Thousand Spirit Clan who was less than eight years old beside him.

Soon, Mo Wanchen's nervousness rose to fear, because there were two other people standing behind the masked man, and their appearance made Mo Wanchen's mood fall to the bottom in an instant.

One of the people who came was called Yufeng, and the other was called disgusted.

Yu Feng, 63 years old, the husband of the Qingdai Sword God of the Thousand Shadow Clan, cultivates as: Level 6 Super Holy Spirit;

Disgusted, 66 years old, the vice president of the Thousand Shadow Clan's Zize Academy, cultivated: Level 5 Super Holy Spirit.

"Xiao Luo, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you come to the Sea of Mists today, I'll find a way to open the portal in a while, and you can leave here while you take the opportunity." Mo Wanchen whispered to Xingluo.

He was ready to die, this was a battle with a huge disparity in strength, an ultimate sword god with a sixth-level super holy spirit cultivation, an ultimate sword god with a fifth-level super spirit cultivation, plus dozens of masked masters with a tenth-level holy spirit cultivation or above, Mo Wanchen had no chance of winning at all.

"No, uncle, I'm not going to leave you here alone." Xingluo said in a deep voice, although he didn't know any of these people in front of him, but seeing Mo Wanchen's nervous expression, he had already guessed that the other party's strength should be far above them.

"Don't mess around! If you stay, you'll only get more casualties! Mo Wanchen shouted in a low voice.

"I don't care, it's a big deal to die with you today!" Xingluo said firmly, although he was just a child, he also understood what morality was, especially in this life-and-death situation, he would not leave Mo Wanchen alone and escape by himself.

"Who am I? It turned out to be the famous ultimate Faun Mo Wanchen of the Thousand Spirit Clan. A voice came from behind the masked man, dressed in an inky robe with a grim look in his eyes.

The person who spoke was none other than Yu Feng, he and Qing Dai were a husband and wife, and for decades, the two had joined forces to help the Thousand Shadows Clan win victory after foreign war.

"Yufeng Sword God, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you are really not old." Mo Wanchen snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I didn't expect to meet you here, the last time we met, you were still a twelfth-level Holy Spirit cultivator, and now you have also been promoted to the Super Holy Spirit, but your luck doesn't seem to be too good today, when you meet us, your cultivation career can be regarded as the end!"

Mo Wanchen's face became solemn, "Looking at your formation, what do you want to do with my Thousand Spirit Clan?" ”

Yu Feng let out a strange laugh, "I heard that dozens of academies gathered in the Imperial Concubine to hold some kind of competition today, we originally just wanted to come over and visit quietly, but since you discovered it in advance, then I have to ...... you all Strangling! ”

When the last two words were spoken, Mo Wanchen's heart couldn't help but chuckle, he had already heard of the reputation of Yu Feng and his wife, and the two of them had never survived under the sword.

Xingluo stared at the person in front of him whose cultivation was much higher than Mo Wanchen, and couldn't help but clench his fists, at this moment, he was thinking in his heart, even if he couldn't defeat the other party, he couldn't just tie his hands and catch him.

"Who is this child? Looks good! Yu Feng also noticed Xingluo at the same time, and before Mo Wanchen could speak, he had already reached out and dragged Xingluo out of the air behind Mo Wanchen.