In that stunned gaze, Mu Hao turned into a rainbow light, and in an instant, he disappeared into the cave, ignoring the spirit array crow, not even looking at it, and rushed directly into the cave.

He returned to the cave mansion, sat cross-legged, and in his mind, he kept recalling what Fang Xuan said, these words exploded into the world view, making him have a new understanding of this ancient martial continent.

But because of Fang Xuan's words, there is an invisible crisis, this crisis comes from the stone dragon from the sky, not to himself, but to what he cares about the most...... Secluded Country.

Mu Hao's face was solemn, he took out the kraft paper that took away a volume of the Taoist scriptures, a stream of vicissitudes of time, from above, the back is a volume of the Taoist scriptures, and the front is ......... Dragon Figure.

This picture is in the ancient land, because he attracted the Qinglian Xian, the green devil Qing Mingzi just gave him the item, at that time, he didn't understand the role of this picture, but at this moment, after hearing that Fang asserted, gradually, with the overlap of the dragon shadow in this dragon map, Mu Hao guessed that the so-called stone dragon, most likely, is the dragon shadow in this dragon map.

Once it is true, then this matter is extremely unfavorable to Mu Hao, because the dragon head is the edge of the southern boundary, and in this edge, it is ...... Where the secluded country is.

He finally knew why there were many inheritances in the small secluded country, that was the peak of the dragon vein, that was the place where the dragon was headed, the inheritance of Emperor Fu was here, including the immortal withered emperor, and similarly, there were several characters on the list of gods in ancient times, who buried that inheritance with this.

All of this is like lifting a fog, but in this way, the crisis is even more intense.

"The place where the dragon head is the place where the four major sects are contested, so that the hidden country will be destroyed, there is still a hundred years to go in this matter, within this hundred years, I need to improve my cultivation as soon as possible..."

Mu Hao's eyes showed a gleam, at this moment, he wanted to become stronger, extremely strong, before him, wanted to improve his cultivation, for the sake of himself, but now it is different, as if there is a great pressure exists, so that he has to do it, the country is his root, not only because of the sequence, but also because, in this country, there are his friends, his parents, and his memory, no matter which reason, it has put pressure on Mu Hao.

is no longer fighting for yourself, but, for your own home, for your own reluctant to remember.

"At the beginning, Ye Zhiqiu's predecessor, in one dragon's eye, obtained the method of the ten-pattern perfect Dao platform, if there is a chance, I will go to the other dragon's eye to see, then the chance, perhaps, is more important than this ten-pattern Dao platform..."

Mu Hao thought of the importance of the Ten Pattern Dao Platform, and turned into the rarest nine-color Dao Platform in heaven and earth, with chaos covering up the heavenly machine, and the strength of it was even more unimaginable.

"In this stone dragon, perhaps, there is the inheritance of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors..."Mu Hao's eyes revealed his essence, and he felt that the worship of the generals in his body, because of the appearance of the imperial dragon diagram, fluctuated slightly, even if it was slight, but it was still felt by Mu Hao, this worship of the generals will operate independently unless it encounters the three emperors and five emperors, and the funeral songs spoken by the generals also have some secrets.

Mu Hao chose to retreat again, and in this retreat, Fang Zhu came to see it a few times, even if he had doubts, he just sighed and went back.

A few days passed, and within these few days, Mu Hao devoured the Nana Xian Pill, and with that majestic medicinal power, coupled with his own more refined cultivation after the demon cave, in one fell swoop, he broke through the early stage of Na Fan Xian and stepped into the middle realm.

Feeling the spiritual power that was several times more majestic than before, as well as the all-round improvement, Mu Hao was satisfied, and walked out of the cave, but after walking out, he stood there blankly, staring at the sky.

Above this sky, there were snowflakes falling, the color of those days ago was not there, turning into the snow at this glance, Mu Hao's heart, when looking at the falling snow, couldn't help but be quiet.

I don't know why, every time I see snow, I have a lot of feelings, and that impetuous heart can't help but calm down, just like his black hair turns white, like a change from spring to winter.

Mu Hao felt that maybe it was because of his personality that he was somewhat similar to this white snow, so he felt that he would like snow, the spotless sky, without the rapid changes of the past, and some, just this withering meaning, permeating this world.

Mu Hao stood with his hands on his shoulders and walked out, the entire sixth peak was replaced by a stream of white, and at a glance, there were also the nine peaks, the entire Tianyin Sect, and the entire southern boundary.

"If life is snow, how good it should be, don't fight for the beauty of spring and autumn, don't have that ever-changing color, don't pay attention to the grievances, just fall like this, go through a life in the ordinary, you can..."

Mu Hao stood with his hands on his shoulders, walked out in one step, and appeared in the sky, looking at it at this moment, he was even more moved, if he had the opportunity, he really wanted to be like this snow, he could no longer pay attention to these calculations, and no longer feel the crisis.

It seems that the Tianyin Sect at this moment is also a little different, most of the disciples have entered a state of retreat, and some are like Mu Hao, with emotion, with melancholy, thinking about their own thoughts.

A snow has made the Tianyin Sect a lot quieter, without the noise of the past, and only the endless thinking it brings.

A snow has changed a lot for some people, and after their hearts are calm, before they think about it, there are some people who realize that they are more or less because of calculations and struggles, so that their ways have gradually gone astray.

A snow, the same, surprised many people, some disciples, before could not condense their own Dao Song, but at this moment, after watching this snow, with enlightenment, these people, most of them are female cultivators, will be the endless snow, with their own enlightenment, into Dao Song.

Unconsciously, Mu Hao has been coming to Tianyin Sect for a year, but he doesn't have much good impression of here, and even himself, he has been calculated by others, and he has ended up with the name of a waste, this false name, he doesn't care, but he cares, that calculates his cultivation.

The snow has fallen and autumn is in full swing

Dressed in white hair

But I envy that the river is worry-free

Insist on going its own way

In Mu Hao's heart, he envied the river, as long as the water flowed eastward, he envied the snow, and he had an ordinary life, what could he do, it was the cultivation realm, the weak and the strong, natural selection, if you don't go against the current, forever, you can only struggle in that cruelty.

Perhaps, some people, like Mu Hao, want to be like this, but they don't have the perseverance, they can't persevere, and they can get to this point for many reasons, among them, the word ordinary accounts for a lot.

He saw his master, like him, with melancholy, silently walked over, standing behind him, the master and apprentice, let the cold wind blow, looking at the sky in the distance, did not speak.

At the same time, at the edge of the sea of the canglans, there is a simple cave, at this moment, there is an old man, driving a pot, in the pot, is a powerful demon beast, eating, this old man, suddenly there are some convulsions, some tears, from the vicissitudes of life, continue to gush out.

"Old woman, if you were alive, how good it would be, we met in the snow, but now, you can't accompany me, have a meal, and cook ...... by yourself"

"A trip to the wind, a trip to the rain, a withered lamp to accompany the rest of your life"

"Go all the way, and all the way, how can yin and yang be different paths"

"A few more deaths, a few more lives, a few years less one..."

A sigh, echoing in this valley, even more lonely, this sigh, echoed for a long, long time.

Not only that, in that secluded country, on the Heavenly Array Sect, at the top of the largest mountain peak, there were two of them, who were already a little white-haired at the moment, a man and a woman, holding hands, looking at the sky blankly.

"Ling'er, you said that Mu Hao, this kid, can you bring me a daughter-in-law back next time you come back?" Mu Feng looked at his wife and said in surprise, but when Mu Hao was leaving, he said that he would promise to bring it back, so that these two people would watch from the top of the peak from time to time.

"This kid won't tell lies, he said he would bring, that is, he would bring..." Ling'er's eyes had a doting look, looking at Na Mu Feng, revealing a soft color.

"Don't be like his father, don't be promising, only married one, you can hold two with two hands, and you don't know where to go..."Mu Feng shook his head, as if he was sighing, but suddenly, he felt a more chilly chill in the air, and subconsciously looked at Ling'er.

Ling'er's eyes narrowed slightly, smiled slightly, and looked at Mu Feng.

"Ahem, Ling'er, the weather is good today..."Mu Feng coughed twice, looked up at the sky, and sighed, as if he hadn't found out, this was winter.

After Mu Feng finished speaking, he saw the white snow, coughed lightly again, his face was slightly red, and he secretly scolded himself, he shouldn't talk about the topic of good weather.

"Youguo is so big, I can marry a virtuous and beautiful woman like Ling'er, in this Youguo, I'm afraid I am the only one Mu Feng, and the others don't have that blessing..."Mu Feng said with a serious face, and even with a hint of excitement, Ling'er snorted when he saw it, and covered his mouth with a smile, this smile made Mu Feng's face even redder.

This time, the snow in the southern boundary has changed a lot invisibly, even if it turns into the original after spring, but the thoughts brought by this snow cannot be owned in the other three seasons.

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It seems that the whole world is also a lot quieter, in this quiet, everyone has a thought, slowly crossed the past, in the snow, gradually appeared a cold wind, this wind for the monks, can not be counted, just those mortals, rarely go out, roasting torches, talking about heaven and earth.

But in the end, this winter, with the years and the need to pass, there is a lot of snow, which has begun to melt, and the temperature has also increased a lot invisibly.

It seems that the atmosphere of fighting is slowly burning again, the sigh is no longer there, and the noise is gradually recovering.

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