Jun Li's hand paused, his eyebrows gradually tightened, and then he slowly put his hand down, "It's just a leaf, what are you nervous about?" ”

Mu Yan showed a shallow smile, "I'm not nervous, it's just a conditioned reflex." ”

She reached out and touched a maple leaf on her head, spread it in the palm of her hand, it was very beautiful, and the light in her eyes was like a sea full of stars.

He was stunned for a moment and asked, "What is a conditioned reflex?" ”

Mu Yan raised his face and looked at him with an inexplicable expression, so he said nonsense, "It's just a habit." ”

After speaking, he stopped looking at his ignorant face, and continued to walk forward, it turned out that the great god was also confused, and she suddenly had a temporary sense of superiority.

Junli didn't ask any more questions, and walked slowly with her, along the path, and soon came out of the maple forest, and suddenly opened up in front of her.

Not far away, in a large square, many blue-robed boys and girls sat in rows, and an old man sat cross-legged on the high platform in the east, and there was a trace of aura visible to the naked eye around them.

Obviously, the old man was leading his disciples to meditate and practice qi.

When Mu Yan and Jun Li walked to the edge of the square, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, squinted at them, and then flew down the high platform and walked towards them slowly.

The world has its own, Nanchang layman, fairy wind bones. The poem is like a white star, looks like an old man, and the wind and dust stand out.

Mu Yan couldn't help but think of this poem, the old man in front of her was the appearance of an immortal she had always understood.

The Ninefold Gate has always been the leader in the immortal world, in addition to the mysterious and unpredictable Lord Momen, there are also two old men with extremely high cultivation, one is He Lao, a seven-grade alchemist, and the other is a Guangyuan Zhenren who has cultivated to the end of the seventh order of the Golden Wood Twin Spirit Root.

Legend has it that He Lao is eccentric and tricky, not according to the routine of the card, Guangyuan real person style is decent, quite majestic, think this person is Guangyuan real person is undoubted.

When the boys and girls heard the movement, they all looked over, but the scene was still silent, so quiet that only the rustle of leaves blown by the wind showed that this old man was not angry and arrogant.

Jun Li nodded slightly, as if he said hello, Guangyuan Zhenren returned the salute, and neither of them spoke.

Mu Yan smiled and arched his hand, "Guangyuan Zhenren, hello!" ”

Guangyuan Zhenren was stunned, his elite eyes swept towards her, Mu Yan suddenly felt embarrassed, this is the highest level of greetings, maybe he is not suitable for the old man?

"Who is this girl?"

It's really snobbish, Jun Li's cultivation is high, you don't need to ask where she comes from, her low cultivation has become the object of investigation.

She smiled faintly, "If you go back to the real person, this girl is Mu Yan, the little doctor in Luoshui Town, and she is here to look for someone today, if there is any disturbance, please don't blame the real person." ”

"Looking for someone?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"It was my two apprentices who were brought back by your disciple Miss Su Ye."

Guangyuan Zhenren looked her up and down, his brows tightened, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened, and Mu Yan looked at him quietly.

"It turned out to be Mu Yan, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, I heard that you killed Xue Yifeng and Lin Zhiyi? Is it really your hand? ”

Mu Yan bowed, "Yes." But please rest assured, the Spirit Sword Sect is also a decent immortal sect, and this matter will never be blamed on others. ”

He obviously looks down on her, right? Her only remaining third-order spiritual power had nowhere to hide in front of a master like him.

Guangyuan Zhenren gave her an inexplicable look, and then looked at Jun Li.

Jun Li's expression has always been pale, and what they said doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.