The autumn wind is still the same, but the chill has increased by nine points, and it is already very cold at this time.

There is no time for practice, and Mu Ming looked at the hoarfrost outside the window at this time and had a layer of enlightenment, and his eyes became much clearer.

"One day in a dream, a thousand years in the world, it really exists. ”

As soon as I closed my eyes, I entered a wonderful realm in the middle, and I couldn't feel the passage of time, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already late autumn.

For more than two months, it was like a dream, if it weren't for the cultivation of the eight spiritual bodies in his body, Mu Ming would definitely feel that it was really a dream, but the hoarfrost had fallen, and the chill was even stronger, so he knew that the years had changed.

"How many days are left?"

Mu Ming whispered to himself, and then said, "It's only three days, so it's okay." ”

Getting up and slowly pushing open the door, he found the hole in the window paper, and Kinawa didn't pay much attention to it, and seemed to have noticed it a long time ago.

Pushing open the door, a strong wind whistled by, Mu Ming felt a little unfamiliar, this strangeness came from Danfeng, Danfeng is in full bloom at any time, but now it has changed a lot.

Kinama sighed a little, it's been almost a year since I came here last year, and although it was winter at that time, the cold was not obvious, obviously because spring was coming, but now it's not, and the middle of winter has not yet arrived.

There was an extra layer of hoarfrost on the coffee table in the courtyard, and even the leaves of those pots of medicinal herbs were a little chilly and withered.

There was no trace of anyone in the courtyard, and it was obvious that the two Demon Vines were also in retreat.

Kikina was still lamenting that he had been in retreat for too long, but compared to the two of them, it was much worse.

Sure enough, many times it is still necessary to compare, so that the gap can be revealed.

Kimina didn't stop and walked out of the courtyard.

However, after walking out, I found that Danfeng had already changed a lot.

The herbs lacked greenery, and only a faint yellowish color was very eye-catching, but Kikina's gaze fell on the fruits of those herbs.

Colorful fruits of various sizes hung on the herbs, the small ones were only as small as dust, and the large ones were the size of a baby's fist.

Kikina bent down and gently stroked the fruits with his hand, his eyes were a little happy, but seeing that the herb itself was gradually withering at this time, it was not long before he would die completely, and then the fruits would be fully ripe.

As soon as I thought of this, Mu Ming's heart had some complicated meanings, life is a lifetime, grass and trees are autumn, and life will come to an end, but some things cannot be broken, and the continuation of life will always be passed on in a special way.

These herbs are not like this, the essence of a lifetime is condensed by these fruits as small as dust or into the size of a baby's fist, just so that this autumn passes, after the herbs wither, the next year will reappear again.

And it is not a single life, if there is no accident, each fruit is a new and complete herb, and life is renewed, and it continues to multiply.

The same is true of many forces, Kinawa thought of the Book of Mountains and Seas, and the same is true of the Book of Mountains and Seas.

Today's Shan Hai Jing is in the bodies of many disciples, and even outside the red leaf world, there are people who are cultivating, and these people are like these fruits, blooming in various places, just to be able to become a towering tree one day.

Whether it is the power of the five elements, or the wind, frost, rain and snow, it is constantly circulating, constantly being inhaled by various monks, fused into its own mysteries, released through supernatural spells, and returning to heaven and earth.

All of them may behave differently, but they all come to the same end.

Mu Ming walked all the way, and everything he saw was like this, with hoarfrost everywhere, which really made people feel trance.

The battlefield at the foot of the peaks was not deserted by the colder weather, but on the contrary, it became more and more lively.

Almost all of the battle platforms were occupied by disciples, and the hottest of them belonged to the cross-border battle, where rays of light rose to the sky, which was caused by magical powers, causing the light curtains to become distorted.

The three stone tablets shone with golden light, and there were dense words all over them, and Mu Ming's vision was much farther away at this time, and he could vaguely see the dense words.

Mu Ming couldn't help but be surprised, there were less than one hundred names seen that day, but today, there are almost three stone tablets all over the place.

However, none of this has much to do with Mu Ming, even if he has cultivated the Eight Paths Spirit Body at this time, Mu Ming still has no mood to test his combat strength.

First, several spirit bodies were still condensing their essence at this time, trying to make several spirit bodies reach the point of perfection, and it was really not suitable for fighting at this time, for fear of interfering with the perfection of the spirit body.

Kina's gaze retracted from the three stone tablets and glanced around several large mountain peaks.

At this glance, I realized that the peaks that had never been looked at in detail in the past have become blurry today, and they seem to be extraordinarily wide.

Among the several peaks, the golden peak is the highest, the main peak is like a sharp sword, falling from the sky, inserted in the academy, the senior brother and himself have been there once, that is the beginning of alchemy in the true sense of his own.

As for the other peaks, Mu Ming had never been there, and even the Nine Peaks Pavilion had only glanced at it from a distance, and he didn't care very much.

Among the several peaks, Wufeng is the most mysterious, which is the incarnation of the mountain god, and the familiar breath that came over made Ki Ming think of the high mountain in Kimura that day, and it is not much different from this peak.

Time flies so fast, leaving Kimura that day, it has been a long time since now, and now it is also a time before leaving Broken Incense City, but at this moment, it is almost time to leave the academy.

Now that I think about it, it seems that no matter where I stay, the time I stay in is not too long, Kimura is better, there are more than seven years, but the Broken Incense City is not, and the same is true of the Academy, which is extremely short-lived, but fortunately, these places make me worry about them from time to time, and they are like this now, and they will not change in the future.

After leaving the academy on this trip, Mu Ming didn't know when he would be able to come back, at this time he only knew that he was going to the extreme realm to practice, but Mu Ming knew that this trip might not be so simple, at least Mu Ming knew that several of his senior brothers had been killed by the Wu clan.

And none of the disciples above the Transformation God Realm in the academy have ever returned, this is Mu Ming's constant doubt, what is there in that place, let so many people go forward and succeed, at any cost.

Even Kiina felt that it was not impossible for the outbreak of the Great War of the Three Clans to break out.

Because, the dean's hot words that day made Mu Mingying extremely impressed.

Moreover, the opening of the Far Realm often heralds the beginning of war.

Kikina was silent for a long time before he suppressed his thoughts and left the place.

When he reappears, Kinawa appears in the herb gardens behind the mountain, where he had previously picked herbs and sown seeds, but he didn't know if they had grown.

Moreover, late autumn has arrived, and the growth of medicinal herbs is extremely slow, even if the seeds directly decay and wither.

However, after checking around the various picking places, Kinawa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the herbs were growing slowly, but they had already filled the places where they were picked before, and they no longer looked so bare.

Mu Ming didn't say much, silently running the Wish Dan Sutra.

Wisps of strange breath emanated from the body, and the Dan fire turned into a white mist and dispersed to nourish these herbs, which seemed to feel something, and involuntarily passed on the wonderful breath, blending with the Dan fire of Mu Ming.

Mu Ming didn't spend much cultivation, and he also found that the Dan Huo was much more vigorous, and even the wood spirit body had grown a little.

This is a cultivation technique, and Kinama had made a simple attempt to urge the black vine seed before, but he didn't delve into it since.

After doing this today, I found that although the Danhuo changed slowly, it made Kimina's mood more empty and thorough, and I couldn't help but pay more attention to the Honjo Dan Sutra in my heart.

This may be a special way of cultivation, even if there is no essence as long as there are plants and trees, the sympathy of the breath of plants and trees and wood names to promote their own growth, but Mu Ming can also feel their vitality and understand some mysteries.

Plants and trees have spirits, and the two are sympathetic, as if two living beings are communicating, exchanging some kind of invisible knowledge, promoting each other, but not exerting much energy.

This kind of time made Kiina intoxicated, and he seemed to feel the changes in the flowers and plants, and for a while he forgot about the others, and this lasted for a day.

Call!

Kikina exhaled, his mind lightened a lot, and when he saw the herbs around him, he noticed that these herbs seemed to have softened a lot, and some even grew a little taller.

Ki Na got up and left the place, but he appeared in the thatched hut of the master.

However, it was still empty, and Ki Na was not disappointed, just meditated on his futon, and this sitting was a whole day, and in this day, Mu Na was just quietly cultivating, not opening his eyes, only his mind was quiet.

When he left again, Kina's courtyard appeared, returned to his house, and then meditated quietly.

For three days, it was very quiet, the same as usual, but after all, it was different, and there were some changes.