Mo Xibai's figure looked a little lonely, but it was so strong, looking at him, Bai Yanjun's heart suddenly wavered, and the calm after talking to the Bright Ancestor was suddenly broken, and the mood of doubt and uncertainty jumped, gradually mixing and synchronizing with the meaning emanating from the young man in front of him.

Xibai is different from him, different from when he was young, and he has no similarity with him now, although Xibai didn't say anything at the moment, but the things in his eyes are strongly persistent.

There is no doubt that Mo Xibai is more determined than his ideological stance, and he is more insistent on what he thinks and doubts in his heart, and it may not be easy for Old Ancestor to convince this young man.

After pondering for a long time, Bai Yanjun said indifferently: "Follow me." ”

"Yes."

Mo Xibai nodded, and didn't ask where he was going, what was the matter, or anything like that, but just walked out with Bai Yanjun.

The night without the moon and stars was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the five fingers, and even the white corridors and houses were blurred in the darkness and difficult to distinguish.

There was no sound all around, and the entire Light Sect seemed to be asleep, only two white shadows with a faint halo loomed, and the silent light mountain peak walked away......

Mo Xibai looked around, and finally realized that something was wrong.

In the blink of an eye, they had already walked through the entrance of the Lingquan Forbidden Land, and continued to the Banshan Pavilion that they had never let their disciples enter.

The Mid-Levels Pavilion is basically the pinnacle.

Although it is built halfway up the Guangming Peak, behind it is a straight cliff that is as smooth as a mirror, and the upper end is towering into the clouds, and it is impossible to see how high the peak of the Guangming Mountain is when you stand here.

Therefore, the so-called Banshan Pavilion is just a name, because it is far from the mid-level of Guangming Peak.

"Xibai, see if you can go up." Bai Yanjun looked back at the young man he liked and admired: "Come on, I'm behind you." ”

Mo Xibai looked at the stone wall expressionlessly and nodded: "Okay." ”

Calming down, Mo Xibai gently closed his eyes, and as the whole person became a sinker in the dantian qi sea, a warm light gradually emanated from him, condensing into a white mist, and then thicker, more intense......

Bai Yanjun was stunned.

Ever since Mo Xibai broke through the first order of the earth's poles, he couldn't sense his level, but Bai Yanjun could determine his approximate level from when he made a move, or when he pushed the power of light. And now, Bai Yanjun is sure that Mo Xibai's level has changed.

This kid, is it the broken stairs tonight?

The light on his body turned out to be lukewarm!

The white light of the light system has always been cold, the higher the level, the purer the light, the colder it will be, of course, the light of the Bright Ancestor is exceptional, and it does not carry coldness, but it does not regret the faint temperature on Bai's body......

Xibai is really different from everyone......

Could it be that he is really the son of the light spirit hatched by the spiritual spring, as the ancestor said?

The white light was so thick that it could not be dissolved, like milk, like snow, the wind in the middle of the mountain seemed to be still, and the cold air around it had a hint of warmth.

Mo Xibai's eyes slowly opened, and just as he opened them, Bai Yanjun clearly saw a silver-white light flash from his star-like eyes.

At this moment, before Bai Yanjun could ask with doubts, those thick white lights had already risen......

Mo Xibai's heart was calm.

It had been a long time since he had been so calm, he didn't want anything, he was surrounded by light.