"Yan'er, you don't have to be too humble! even if you haven't really evolved into a Heavenly Spirit Root, with your heart and understanding, this throne will be yours sooner or later!" Mu Xuan nodded.

Hearing Mu Xuan say this, Mu Yan's eyes burst into tears, and he was quite excited when his long-cherished wish for many years had been fulfilled.

"Congratulations brother!" Mu Xue on the side patted Mu Yan's shoulder and said coquettishly: "Sister, I believe that you will be able to lead my Canglang Empire to the top of the Dark Moon Continent in the future!"

"Xue'er, thank you! Brother will!" Mu Yan stroked Mu Xue's forehead, responded lightly, turned his gaze to Mu Xuan, and said lightly: "Grandpa Xuan, Yan'er has a request that you don't ask!"

"You say it!"

"Grandpa Xuan, when you go back this time, you can only tell the ancestor about my evolution of the Heavenly Spirit Root!" Mu Yan said.

"Why is that?"

"Grandpa Xuan, my Canglang Empire is currently disheartened and in danger, and the nine superior city lords are self-respecting, so to speak, my Canglang Empire is on the verge of disintegration!"

"We know this, and because of this, the ancestor decided to stop talking about the inheritor for the time being, and continue to let your father Mu Yuchen continue to manage the Canglang Empire!

It turned out that Mu Yan's father, who is currently the emperor of the Canglang Empire, Mu Yuchen, had already reached the eighth order of the Lingjun, and there was a rule in the Mu family of the Canglang Empire that if the emperor cultivated to reach the eighth order of the Lingjun, he could automatically resign from the throne and enter the meson space of the inner courtyard of Canglang Academy to practice, and strive to break through the realm of Venerable as soon as possible.

"Grandpa Xuan, my reputation is low, and I have few supporters, if my father now cedes the emperor's throne to me, the Canglang Empire will definitely be in chaos!" Mu Yan said solemnly.

Hearing this, Mu Xuan couldn't help but nodded, with Mu Xuan's understanding of the state affairs of the entire Canglang Empire, he knew in his heart that what Mu Yan said was definitely not intimidation!

After pondering for a while, Mu Xuan asked again: "Yan'er, can you see through the dark disease of my empire, you must have a countermeasure in your heart, can you tell Grandpa Xuan!"

"If you want to go outside, you must first settle inside!" Mu Yan said: "Why is my Canglang Empire losing consecutive battles in the battle for resources, I think this is by no means because my empire is weak, let alone incompetent!

Mu Xuan nodded secretly when he heard this, but he didn't answer and continued to choose to listen.

"However, if you want to find out the inner ghost, you can only choose to visit secretly, and at the same time, in order to ensure the stability of the country and the stability of the court, you can only choose to assassinate the inner ghost you find!"

"Yan'er, do you want to find out the inner ghost and let the ancestor secretly make a move?" Mu Xuan asked.

Mu Yan shook his head: "No, why do you need the ancestor to take action, I can solve it myself!"

Hearing this, Mu Xuan was surprised: "How do you solve it?"

After all, in the Canglang Empire, the people who can enter the court to listen to the politics and discuss politics, except for the city lord of the first-class city, the rest are those royal princes and ministers, these people can pull one out at will, and the lowest cultivation is above the eighth order of the Spirit King, which is not something that Mu Yan's current strength can deal with at all. What's more, during this trip to the Tianyan Grottoes, the three ministers who followed Mu Yan with the strongest strength and the most loyalty to Mu Yan also fell into it, so to speak, Mu Yan at this time can definitely be called a lonely person!

At this time, Mu Xue on the side interjected with a smile: "Grandpa Xuan, my brother's solution lies in Psychedelic City!"

Hearing this, Mu Xuan suddenly realized!

"Grandpa Xuan, for the sake of the Ancestor, and at the same time to discuss the next countermeasures with my friend, Xue'er and I will go to Psychedelic City later, and we can't go back to the imperial capital with you for the time being, I hope you can forgive me!" Mu Yan bowed deeply to Mu Xuan with his fists and said.

"How could Grandpa Xuan blame you!" Mu Xuan stretched out his hand to help Mu Yan up, and then said: "Yan'er, you have a heavenly spirit root, and you can see through the heart of heaven and earth, based on this alone, I am not worried that you will attract people to plot and persecute you, even so, I still have to remind you that you are alone, but you should not come out in trouble, so as not to attract the disaster of killing!"

"Thank you Grandpa Xuan for reminding us, we will be careful!" Mu Yan and Mu Xue responded in unison.

After telling Mu Yan and Mu Xue a few words again, Mu Xuan slowly rose into the air, and with a few flickeres of his body, the whole person had disappeared into the vast forest.

After Mu Xuan left, just as Mu Xue and Mu Yan wanted to fly away from here and go to Psychedelic City, a beautiful voice like a silver bell came from the sky.

"Young Master Yan, please stay!"

Hearing the sound, Mu Xue and Mu Yan looked up at the air together, only to find that the person who shouted turned out to be the green-clothed girl who had questioned Feng Lei Aonan before.

This girl is fluttering in green, her hair is naturally scattered, and her skin is more crystalline, her beautiful face, her autumn-like eyes, her eyelashes are very long, she looks very aura, her neck is as beautiful as a white swan, her waist is not full of a hand, her twin peaks are full and beautiful, her legs are slender and straight, and her figure is quite graceful, like a lotus flower blooming in a lotus pond.

"It's so beautiful!" Mu Yan secretly praised in his heart, the moment he saw this girl, it made him feel very familiar and cordial.

"Girl, who the hell are you!, what are you looking for me!" Mu Yan said.

"The grass is green, wilting all over Nanmo. The warm floc is red, and I also know that people are weak in spring. Double butterfly embroidered skirt. The first meeting at the East Pond Banquet. Vermilion powder is not deep, even, and the flowers are faintly fragrant. Remembering the Yingying Cui, bringing the reward, the cold food of the Wind City, to this day, the cape is spring, and the end of the world is a guest. Tears are wiped darkly, and they are secretly dripping, standing and leaning on the danger, as far as the dusk is exhausted, it is just the twilight clouds and blue condensation, and the sorrowful desire to tell the weeping poplar, Netflix is busy!" The girl in green did not answer Mu Yan directly, but stared at Mu Yan with affection, and in her beautiful eyes, a touch of tenderness swept through, and a beautiful poem immediately moved slightly from her mouth, and the rhyme slid out between the trembling lips.

"You are Ling Zihan...... " His thoughts turned, and a young girl with a green ribbon tied on her head, wearing an emerald green long skirt, and a belt inlaid with a transparent blue crystal, the image of a delicate little girl emerged from her mind, and then the corners of Mu Yan's lips involuntarily set off an extremely soft arc.

"Hmm!" Ling Zihan replied lightly, and then said softly: "Young Master Yan, you are doing well after the farewell of the imperial capital!"

The sound is like the song of a warbler in a valley, containing a faint sense of tenderness and concern, elegant and beautiful!

"Zihan, I'm fine!" Mu Yan nodded lightly: "What about you!"

"I'm fine too!" Ling Zihan buried her head gently, her hands kept arranging her hair hanging down her shoulders, and she didn't know what she was thinking, her pretty cheeks gradually became red, and with her peerless face, she looked even more beautiful and dusty, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

"You really are Sister Zihan!" Just when Ling Zihan was immersed in some kind of memory, a pleasant laughter suddenly sounded, and at the same time, her fluctuating eyes were restored, and when her eyes turned, she found that there was a strange yellow-shirted girl beside her.

"Hmm!" Ling Zihan smiled lightly: "Sister Xue'er, how are you!"

"I've always been good!Hehee!Sister Zihan, you're so beautiful!" Mu Xue's agile gaze looked up and down on Ling Zihan's delicate body for a moment, and then she laughed and sighed: "Sister Zihan, that year, when you left, my brother didn't think about you and missed you for two years! Hey! Actually, I really hope you can be my sister-in-law!"

It turned out that when Mu Yan was sixteen years old, in order to confirm and solve Mu Yan's physical problems, the Mu family invited Ling Bilei Ancestor of the Sleeve Xia Sect to come to the imperial capital of the Canglang Empire for diagnosis and treatment, and the person who accompanied Ling Bilei at that time was Ling Zihan, who was only thirteen years old. From that time on, Mu Yan and Ling Zihan admired each other, their feelings grew, and they fell in love together! But the good times didn't last long, two months later, after Ling Bilei made it clear that Mu Yan had a pseudo-heavenly spirit root physique, and at that time, the Canglang Empire had been repeatedly defeated in the battle for resources, and Ling Bilei, who couldn't see Mu Yan had any future, and didn't want to offend the Canglang Empire, so she was ruthless, decided Ling Zihan's thoughts, and quietly took Ling Zihan back to the Sleeve Xia Sect.