Chunxing's feelings for Mo Lao are not necessarily the love between men and women, she is just a five-spirit root that is not much different from mortals.

It is also commonly known as a waste root in the outside world.

Cultivating such qualifications is half the effort.

And this is not one or two times, the spiritual roots restrain each other, which will make most of the spiritual power in the body consume internally, and it is difficult to get out at all.

Therefore, as far as the five spirit roots are concerned, only the outstanding water spirit roots can still have some effect. At least such a person is not good at cultivation, but he looks good.

The rest, that is, it has nothing to do with cultivating immortals.

Even after all the hardships, there are very few who can successfully build the foundation in the end. With his own efforts, it is almost one in 100 million, and he can only barely succeed by stacking countless pills.

Although Mo Lao has a good relationship with Chunxing, he has always been concerned about his wife, even if she has been dead for many years, he has never changed.

As a retainer, Chunxing took good care of their grandparents and grandchildren.

Mo Lao is only grateful to her, and Chunxing thinks that it is also family affection.

Now Mo Lao is old, but his cultivation is extremely high, so he has a young face. Chunxing is really old, but his feelings for Zhao Yi, who he brought up since childhood, are the deepest.

It's complicated to say, but the thoughts turn in a blink of an eye.

Chunxing sighed and said with a smile: "If I leave, will Mo Lao get used to it?" ”

There was a bit of a joke in the tone of the sentence.

Mo Lao just smiled, but didn't speak, he put his hands behind his back and slowly paced away.

"Grandpa......" Zhao Yi called out and wanted to chase, but was stopped by Chunxing.

She was actually a little glad he didn't speak.

If he nodded and said yes, she would be disappointed and sad, and if she shook her head in denial, she might still be worried......

"Chunxing, why did you stop me?" Zhao Yi was a little puzzled.

Chunxing raised his head and smiled at him, reached out and touched his hair lovingly: "That's good." ”

After that, he turned his head and said to Nie Yunwen: "Fairy, I'll go and take a look at my wine, and then dig it up and take it away." ”

Nie Yunwen nodded, there was no need for an answer, Chunxing's actions had already explained everything.

Zhao Yi looked at the direction in which Mo Lao left, and then looked at Chunxing's back, he didn't understand what dumb riddles they were playing.

"What happened to them?"

Nie Yunwen smiled and said, "It's okay." She walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Go, follow me to dig the tree." ”

"Huh?"

She stretched out her hand and took the boy away.

The settlement is very large, and the place that can accommodate tens of thousands of people is not small.

And because of the laziness of Qianyuan, the area of this barrier can also automatically change with the increase of population.

However, no matter how large the human settlement is, it is still a small amount compared to the size of the Thousand Abyss Secret Realm.

The disciples of the Taoyuan Sect collected treasures from the previous camp, and there are still monks coming from all directions. Nie Yunwen estimated that it would not be over in a few hundred hours.

At that time, Nie Yunwen and the others will be the last to evacuate. If someone else is ill-informed and misses the way out, she can't guarantee that the access here will not be there after she leaves.

Then they can only wait for the next hundred and thirty years of secret realm to open and then find a chance.

Maybe Nie Yunwen will be able to find the source of that mysterious power by then.

She always felt that with that power, the passage of this place might be unimpeded.

At that time, the Mo Lao vein in the secret realm may also be regarded as a force in the outside world.