Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the night of the full moon, Mu Zifeng found a strange phenomenon from the memory of the old man and Huang Tao in the Demon Palace, that is, every full moon night, there will always be a strange halo halfway up the Yin Mountain, and they don't know what the specific effect of that halo is, and they have never approached.

Mu Zifeng analyzed that that aura is likely to be the passage to the Mangchuan Continent, and it was from that aura that he fell out, so he fell to the Xuan Demon Continent.

Quan Lao once said that if you want to resist the wind in the passage of the two realms, it is impossible to do it without the cultivation of the demon king level.

Now, my cultivation is already at the peak of the second-order immortal king, and this cultivation is the early stage of the first-order demon king, which is barely enough. And his two subordinates, Nangong Jue's cultivation is in the late stage of the third-order Demon Venerable, and Li Shichun's cultivation is the peak of the fourth-order Demon Venerable, such a powerful team, if something happens in the entire two-realm connection channel, there is still no problem with self-preservation.

This is also where his confidence lies.

Of course, both Xiaohong and Xiaoqiang were left in Yunfu by him, although the two of them were already fifth-order great demon kings, but their cultivation was not so solid, and he still had a pair of children to take care of, so staying in Yunfu was the best choice.

After half an hour of flying, Mu Zifeng and his entourage returned to Yinshan, found the old man in the Demon Hall and the mountain in Huang Tao's memory, and climbed halfway up the mountain.

At this moment, the bright moon hangs high, and the four fields are silent.

Because it had just arrived in early spring, the flying insect demon beasts had not yet woken up, although some large demon beasts let out one or two low roars from time to time, setting off a corner of the night, but the low roar was soon swallowed up by the night.

The pure moonlight is like a light veil, soft and ethereal, embracing everything in Yingshan in his arms.

Mu Zifeng's spiritual power had already radiated to the maximum, and the wind and grass within a radius of a hundred miles could not escape his keen perception.

Although he couldn't remember whether the day he fell down the valley was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, or whether there was a moon in the sky, he clearly remembered that the time he fell down the valley was daytime, and how long he was in a coma later?

"It's coming!"

Mu Zifeng, who was in deep thought, slammed his body, and his spiritual power sensed that on the halfway of the Yin Mountain, it seemed that a colorful aura suddenly rose, and the aura seemed to be a substance-like existence, slowly rotating, and a deep passage was formed, which was black and dark, like a cave, and his spiritual power probed into it, and immediately entered the sea like a mud cow, and there was no feedback at all.

"Is this the passage between the two realms?"

I was happy from the bottom of my heart, and when the aura stabilized, he took the lead in embracing Rui Sisi into his arms and burrowing into the aura.

Nangong Jue and Li Shichun followed.

As soon as the four of them entered the aura, their ears were immediately filled with the sound of whirring wind, and the colorful aura also vibrated violently, staying for less than thirty breaths, and gradually turned into invisible.

When Mu Zifeng opened his eyes, he found that he had come to a cave at the bottom of a valley, which was gray everywhere, and there was a whirring wind outside. He moved his nose, smelled the familiar smell, and his heart suddenly felt a lot more steady, "Reckless Continent, the master is back again!"

He touched his arms and found that Ress was staring at the strange world with a pair of big eyes of surprise. Not far away, Nangong Jue and Li Shichun also stomped around in a daze, looking at the low trees, the smooth stones everywhere, and all kinds of weeds that couldn't be named, they all felt very surprised.

Mu Zifeng checked his body up and down, and found that the storage bag was still there, the cultivation was still there, the magic treasure was still there, and the demon oath between Nangong Jue and Li Shichun was still there, so he patted his chest and put his mind at ease.

Although there is a gust of wind everywhere, this bit of wind is not a problem at all for Mu Zifeng now.

A concealment formation was arranged here, hiding this fluctuating passage in it, Mu Zifeng was like a general who looked down on the world, with a wave of his hand, the four of them rose into the air, and soon came to the top of the Sky Splitting Stream.

Mangchuan Mountain is still so majestic and tall, and the Split Sky Stream is still so unfathomable, but all of this is nothing to Mu Zifeng now?

How can his current abilities be compared to those of more than three years ago?

Everything is so familiar, it feels like it was three years ago. Everything was so unfamiliar, so strange that Mu Zifeng couldn't breathe.

Accustomed to seeing the tall trees of the Xuan Demon Continent and smelling the demonic energy of the Xuan Demon Continent, he returned to the Mangchuan Continent coldly, and Mu Zifeng was still a little uncomfortable!

"Father, mother, are you okay? Your unfilial son is back!"

As soon as he reached the top of the Sky Splitting Stream, Mu Zifeng knelt down with a thud, picked up a handful of soil with both hands, and pressed it tightly to his nose, at that moment all the grievances, all the sorrows, and all the thoughts came to his heart together.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, that's not to the sad place!

His tears rolled down in pairs.

Once upon a time, in order to be able to return to the Mangchuan Continent, he wasted his cultivation and swallowed all kinds of pills, all kinds of spiritual herbs and elixirs, how many times, almost exploded and died?

Once upon a time, in order to return to the Mangchuan Continent, he did not hesitate to exchange his life for his life, using desperate moves in exchange for the freedom to grow in the cracks, how many times did he wander on the edge of death?

At this moment, he felt that all his efforts were worth it, because his goal had been achieved, he had returned to the Mangchuan Continent, and returned to the place where he was born and raised, what could be more touching to him than returning to his relatives?

"Tianlongmen, have you washed the master's neck? The master is coming to kill you!"

At that moment, Mu Zifeng was also in a surging mood, murderous, and vowed to destroy all enemies and avenge his father and himself.

"Let's go, go home!"

He also waved his hand boldly, turned into a glow, and flew quickly in the direction of his home.

Far away, the place that has been haunted by countless dreams and appeared in dreams countless times has now really appeared in front of me again, or the low fence wall, or the three low thatched houses, everything is the same as three years ago, but it seems that everything is very different from three years ago, what is the difference? Mu Zifeng can't say clearly, it's just a feeling.

But when he arrived at the door of the house, he suddenly stopped, looking at the wisps of cooking smoke rising from the thatched house, and finally understood the true meaning of the homesickness, and he didn't even dare to use his strong spiritual power to scan everything in the thatched house.

How do you talk when you see your parents?

At this moment, the east has already sent out the white of the fish's belly, although the sky is still gray, but even an ordinary person can see the surrounding scenery clearly.

Mu Zifeng stood there, his face was red for a while and white for a while, and it was the first time that Nangong Jue and Li Shichun had seen their mature and decisive master so twisted and young.

Rui Sisi's little face turned even redder into a big apple, and when she saw her future parents-in-law for the first time, "Will they like their daughter-in-law?"

You know, in order to prepare gifts for her future parents-in-law, she didn't close her eyes for two days and two nights, "Will they like the gifts they prepared for them?" I heard that Mu Zifeng also has a younger sister, will she like her future sister-in-law?"

Rui Sisi's heart was like hanging fifteen buckets, tossing up and down.

"Master, it looks like someone has come out!"

Nangong Jedi's words pulled Mu Zifeng back from that chaotic thought. When I looked up, I saw that the door in the middle of the three thatched huts suddenly opened, and a man about thirty years old walked out of the door.

Mu Zifeng's heart suddenly turned over, his spiritual power radiated out, and his face was immediately covered with a layer of frost.

Because he found that the people living in his family were not his parents and sister at all, but an ordinary family of three, and there was no cultivation at all.

"What the hell is going on?" he kicked open the fence gate like crazy, and in the blink of an eye he came to the man.

When there was a loud bang, the night pot in the man's hand fell to the ground, and the yellow urine gurgled out, and a fishy smell also emanated from under the man's crotch.

"Uncles, don't kill me, please don't kill me, I have an eighty-year-old mother in my family, and there are underage children, please, please!"

The man fell to his knees with a thud, his head pounding garlic.

"Say, where is the family that used to live here?"

Mu Zifeng's words were like coming out of hell, without the slightest temperature.

"Uncles, the little ones don't know! The little ones really don't know!"

The man was so frightened that he kept kowtowing.

"Then when did you live in this house?" Mu Zifeng's tone softened.

"Half ...... Half a year ago, half a year ago, the small went up the mountain to collect firewood, and found that there was an empty house here, no one lived here, and the furniture in the house was quite complete. ”

Although Rui Sisi, Nangong Jue, and Li Shichun couldn't understand the conversation between the man and Mu Zifeng, they could see from Mu Zifeng's gloomy face that something must have happened.

"Master, what the hell is going on?"

Nangong Jue asked in a magic language, and the seven-colored demon pupils were also flickering with seven-colored glow.

"Devil, are you all devils?"

Before Mu Zifeng could answer, the kneeling person in front of him was like seeing a ghost, and he roared quietly.