The night is long and the rain is resting and the wind is fixed, but the clouds and the moon are oblique.

Looking up at the crescent moon that had just revealed the shape of a crescent moon, Li Yan formed a magic seal with one hand, and finally told the truth: "The talent of inducing yang blood is different, and it is an excellent spiritual weapon to restrain unjust souls!

If you use the Yang Blood-Attracting Blood to refine the magic weapon and turn it into an array eye, it will be a hundred times more effective. Then sacrifice the four murderers with his own blood to stimulate the remnants of the fierce and fierce aura contained in the four ritual beasts. At that time, with the help of the fierce qi against the sky, the soul-devouring resentment will be forcefully suppressed, and the peace of Dian Continent will be guaranteed for thousands of years!"

After listening to what Li Yan said, Mu Shaoqing's expression suddenly darkened, and he turned his head to look at the starry sky, "Originally, I was just suspicious, I had some luck, and I thought that there was a perfect solution." Now it seems that this is the only way to work!"

"Alas......" Li Yan sighed again, reciting the mantra of mercy, "The poor road has been divided three times with hard work, all of which show this great murderous situation! This time I came to the secret meeting, which was really a helpless move. However, the responsibility of maintaining the common people has nothing to do with you.

It is also common for you to take your family and your family out of the world to ensure the safety and well-being of a domain. Wangru ...... It's so self-conscious!"

Obviously, Rao is a Yan who has long been free from the shackles of red dust, and he is also full of excitement and sadness at this time.

"The master doesn't need to say much, if the wolf smoke is everywhere, a cloth with water, and under the nest, how can there be eggs? Not to mention the rise and fall of the people, it is the responsibility of the husband. If I do my best, I can save thousands of living beings from a catastrophe. Shaoqing, it's a great honor!"

Mu Shaoqing's face showed a resolute look, and he said resolutely: "Shaoqing will set off overnight tonight and go to Lechuan Stream to refine spiritual weapons. If the time is unfortunate and the demon in the Lethe River is born before the spirit weapon, the younger generation will fight desperately. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Shaoqing immediately lifted his robe, knelt down with his legs, and clasped his fists with both hands, "In the future, I ask the master to protect the peace of my Mu clan and the Yun clan for a while." Especially...... She.

I have no other wishes, I just hope that she can choose a good son-in-law in the future and forget about Shaoqing as soon as possible. What you have to do in this life can only be repaid in the next life! The younger generation will be grateful to the master!"

Looking at Mu Shaoqing's heroic and tragic deeds, Li Yan's eyes were full of regret and helplessness, and he immediately squatted down tremblingly, and slowly helped him up with both hands, "Save the people of Dian Zhou, and the poor road should also be the best!

"Master Xie! junior...... Go!" Mu Shaoqing got up, snorted heavily, and resolutely turned around and left Laonuku.

The aqua-blue robe swaying in the wind, reflecting the dim starlight, faded away in the night......

Li Yan looked at Mu Shaoqing, who had long since disappeared, and stood for a long time. Suddenly, he ripped off the bamboo tube around his waist and poured a few sips of sake.

Letting the wine flow down his beard and drip onto his clothes, he burst into tears and smiled, "The glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and fought in ancient times...... How many people will go back?!"

The sound resounded through the space, and a gloomy aura suddenly filled the entire courtyard.

Immediately, Li Yan raised his head and looked sharply at the hiding place of Gu Xijun and Mu Juechen. A gust of cold wind mixed with fallen leaves blew, and before the two of them could see clearly, the Taoist priest disappeared in place.

The two stood up from the eaves, and Gu Xijun looked at Mu Juechen, who was silent beside him. Even though she was now depressed, she was deliberately trying to regulate his emotions.

Stretching out her arm to Mu Juechen's eyes, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Oh, take me down." ”

Mu Juechen didn't speak, he directly grabbed her wrist and jumped down, then stood with his hands up, his voice was low and depressed, "Accompany me to the lotus pond for a walk!"

“...... Well. Gu Xijun sighed secretly.

The two walked side by side, without saying a word all the way.

The banks of the pond were silent in the evening because of the accident that capsized the boat on the water last time. Looking at the pond lotus swaying in the wind, Gu Xijun turned his head to look at Mu Juechen's flawless side face, and saw that his eyes were desolate.

"Didn't you persuade me before, saying that we were just passers-by, why do you seem to be in a heavier mood than me now?" Gu Xijun couldn't help but speak softly.

Mu Juechen looked at the stone pavilion in the center of the pool in the distance without squinting, and his voice was extremely cold, "Do you know why the Mu Clan's Yang Yin bloodline can only be possessed by the young masters of the past dynasties?"

After Gu Xijun heard the conversation between Mu Shaoqing and Li Yan, he was also very curious about this matter, and when he saw that he was willing to open his heart, he immediately asked suspiciously: "Yes, why?"

I'm also very surprised that this bloodline is not an object or an exercise, it can be passed down orally. How can the gene be transmitted so accurately, it must be to the previous young masters, and this is the only one!"

Without thinking about it, Mu Juechen suddenly shook his head and laughed. Gu Xijun has only seen him occasionally hook the corners of his mouth recently, and he has never seen him smile like this. But at this moment, when I saw the dimples on his cheeks for the first time, it looked particularly poignant and sad.

"Because, the blood of the yang is acquired!" Mu Juechen said with a wistful smile.

"What !! how is it possible?!" Gu Xijun was so shocked that his mouth opened wide and he was speechless!

The Mu clan has been worshipping the Xinmi Yang Divine Blood for thousands of years, and it was actually cultivated?!

Mu Juechen restrained his smile, his eyes were deep, and his voice was as cold as the cold winter of the lunar month, "A thousand years ago, as we all know, only the previous young masters of the Mu clan had the Yang Blood, which could restrain the soul devourer. However, what they didn't know was that in fact, the Mu family's relatives also had special bloodlines.

It's just that if you want to cultivate the Yang Blood in your body, you need to go through the special experience of nine deaths and a lifetime! Do you know how the ancestors of the Mu clan stimulated this effect?"

Turning around, Mu Juechen looked at Gu Xijun. But the more calm he behaved at this time, the more depressed Gu Xijun's heart became, and even a trace of pain. Her instincts told her that it must have been a painful, but unforgettable experience.

Mu Juechen half-narrowed his eyes, slowly recalled, and finally recounted the immortal secret that was only passed down to the young masters of the Mu clan in the past dynasties......