Chapter One Thousand and Forty-One: One and a Half Years.

At the same time, the inner mountain of the Holy Sepulchre, which is an independent space like the water moon cave. The space is full of birds and flowers, with strange and rugged thin stones and green mountains and green streams. What's more, in the middle of this green stream, there is a pool of clear water like a mirror.

The waterhole is surrounded by exotic lotus flowers that exude a crystal luster, and the petals bloom, and drops of clear dew slowly drip into the waterhole along the top of the petals, dotting out small ripples in circles, and with the ripples, wisps of light blue mist rise like smoke.

The mist slowly rose, and when it reached a height of four meters, it suddenly seemed to be pulled by an inexplicable force, and slowly converged towards the center of the pool, and then poured down, entering a barrier wrapped in a curtain of water.

The barrier was hazy, but it wasn't cloudy. If you look closely, you can see through the water curtain that there is a woman sitting inside at this time. The woman's eyes were lightly closed, and there was a dripping dew on her long eyelashes, and there was an illusion of provocative in the trembling, which was so touching.

Her black hair is like ink, as long as her waist and back, and the crystal water droplets stick to the hair to show the arc of exotic beauty, like the condensed skin through the reflection of the water droplets looks crystal clear, from a distance, she is like a work of art created by a peerless craftsman, which can only be viewed from a distance, and there is no trace of defilement.

"If the heart stops water, is this the utility characteristic of the water body?"

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from the edge of the pool, and where no one noticed, a woman dressed in a blue skirt and surrounded by a water curtain quietly stepped out of the space, picked up the dress on the ground, raised her eyes and looked at the woman sitting in the waterhole and said slowly, "In just a year and a half, Mo Qing, this kid has not only advanced from the sect realm to the emperor realm, but also successfully promoted to the dignity realm three days ago, if you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one can believe it." ”

That's right, this woman who is sitting in the waterhole is none other than Xuan Moqing, who has followed Murong Yan, the seventh elder of the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, to the elder space to cultivate so far.

"Poof!"

As Murong Yan's words fell, the water curtain barrier in the center of the waterhole burst in response, like a huge blister, turning into a clear splash and falling into the waterhole. Immediately after, Xuan Moqing, who was suspended on the surface of the water, slowly opened his eyes, and a layer of pale blue light rippled out from his eyes, revealing a pair of pale blue pupils that were not clear enough to have any impurities.

Gently exhaling a breath of blue air, Xuan Moqing suddenly got up, Yuan Li moved slightly, and removed the dew on his skin, a little on his toes, and the slender figure jumped onto the shore of the pond with a whoosh, and turned around to find her clothes, but when she looked back, she was looking at her with a smile on her clothes.

Xuan Moqing's face turned red when he saw this, and he subconsciously blocked his chest with his arm, and whispered, "Teacher... Master, why are you here?"

Murong Yan sighed lightly after seeing Xuan Moqing's reaction, and said helplessly, "It's been a year and a half, why is it still this reaction, is Shizun a man?"

After that, Murong Yan handed the clothes in his hand to Xuan Moqing and said with a smile, "Okay, put it on." ”

Xuan Moqing was embarrassed to take the clothes and quickly put them on his body, and wondered, "Didn't Shizun go to the meeting, why did he come back so soon?"

"Quick?"

Murong Yan shook his head and said, "It's been two days since I started the meeting, and it's because you're comprehending the power of space, so you've forgotten the passage of time. ”

"Two days?"

Tying up the waist around his waist, Xuan Moqing said, "I really didn't notice it." ”

"Don't want to know what the meeting is about?"

Seeing that Xuan Moqing didn't ask about the content of the meeting, Murong Yan suddenly smiled mysteriously and seduced.

Sure enough, Xuan Moqing's attention suddenly shifted after hearing this, and asked, "Can I know too?"

Murong Yan said angrily, "Silly girl, when did the master treat you as an outsider, of course you can know." Forget it, I won't sell it to you, your patience master has a deep understanding, so I'll tell you directly. From today, you'll get a week-long vacation, which is a moment of relaxation for your year-and-a-half-year effort. ”

"A week?"

Xuan Moqing's eyes suddenly flashed with a surprise that could not be concealed, but this surprise only lasted for a short second before dissipating in an instant.

This scene was seen by Murong Yan without a trace in his eyes, and he said a little strangely, "What's the matter?

Xuan Moqing smiled gently when she heard this, shook her head and said, "Of course I'm happy, but..."

But he's not...

With just one glance, Murong Yan saw Xuan Moqing's thoughts, and said with some distress, "Silly girl, you are not the only one who got the holiday this time, they will also return to Neishan, at least they can get together with them." Besides, Mu Chen's dormitory has not been tidied up for a while, shouldn't you, a virtuous partner, go and help clean it up?"

"yes, it's time to clean up his room?"

The surprise that dissipated in Xuan Moqing's eyes flashed again, although it was not as violent as just now, but it still made Murong Yan breathe a sigh of relief. As a master, she also hopes that her beloved disciple will relax.

But what made her helpless was that it was clear that the focus of her words just now was to get together with friends, but the focus of Xuan Moqing was to help Mu Chen tidy up the room, which made Murong Yan cry and laugh. Looking at Xuan Moqing, who was already thinking about how to tidy up the room, Murong Yan suddenly became very interested in this Mu Chen, who had only been in one side for a while.

She wondered how this guy, who had many mates, had been fascinated by his gentle and touching apprentices.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan didn't twist, and said directly, "After saying this for so long, Shizun seems to have never talked to you about Mu Chen, can you tell Shizun today, what kind of person is he?"

"What kind of people?"

Xuan Moqing paused for a moment, and then showed a gentle smile that Murong Yan had never seen before, and said softly, "How can I say it, he, I'm afraid he is the person who treats the most affectionate people except Xiaohu......"

"Ahh

Mu Chen, who was just about to order Xiaobai to step out of the void, suddenly noticed an itch on the tip of his nose, sneezed for no reason, and wondered, "Who is talking about me? Could it be the mad wolf senior?"

As soon as these words came out, even he froze, thinking about the long time it had taken since he left Haoyun City, Mu Chen's forehead was instantly covered with black lines...

(The first one is OK, and the second one is expected to be half past ten.) ）