After a moment of silence, Mo Qingning stretched out his hand, grabbed Song Yi's wrist, forcefully pulled his hands apart, and ordered in a deep voice: "Senior brother, look at me." ”

Song Yi subconsciously struggled twice, unable to break free, and could only stare at Mo Qingning's close face, frowning.

Mo Qingning continued: "Now, Senior Brother gives you two choices: first, immediately follow me to see the master, and second, quit completely, just as if you had a nightmare in the Nine Egret Palace, go back to take a bath, sleep, and don't worry about anything. I will not let you do anything in the future, from now on, you are you, I am me, as if you never knew each other. You choose, choose now. ”

"You ......"

Song Yi was stunned, staring at Mo Qingning's serious face, understanding that he didn't have a trace of jokes.

"Hurry up, if you delay it any longer, today's disciple on duty will come over, and it is inconvenient for you to see people now. Mo Qingning urged: "Say, do you want to go with me to see the master, or will I send you back to rest?"

"You ......"

Song Yi felt that the anger that had just been extinguished in his heart rose again, but it was not for the matter of Jiulu Palace, but for Mo Qingning's attitude at the moment.

But what is this matter, he hasn't told himself about it, he hasn't told himself about the cause and effect, he has been tossing for so long, and now he wants to know the answer, but he feels that he can't do it, he is afraid, he is soft, so he let himself get out?

“...... You don't look down on me!"

Song Yi violently broke free from the restraint of Mo Qingning's hands, punched him in the face again, and stopped when he was about to touch his nose.

"Take me to the boss. ”

......

Walking in the shadow of the sweeping scarf, Song Yi looked at Mo Qingning, who was walking side by side with him, and then looked at the surrounding disciples of the Yuequan Sect, and suddenly had a dream-like feeling.

"They all ...... Can't see us?"

"I can't see it, don't worry. ”

Mo Qingning put his arm on Song Yi's shoulder, like protection and control, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to figure it out halfway and change his mind and run away.

"Thinking of your trip to Jiulu Palace, I always feel a little uneasy, so I borrowed a sweeping scarf from the head of the house. I just went to see you at the mountain gate, and I didn't think that you happened to come back, so this is about the will of God. ”

Providence......

Song Yi didn't understand why he said this, didn't answer, and silently followed his footsteps.

The Sweeping Scarf floated above the heads of the two of them, it was now stretched out, larger than a blanket, and it enveloped the two of them from head to toe, and they walked slowly on the avenue of the Moon Spring Sect, but no one noticed them.

“...... Senior brother, I'm sorry. ”

After a while, Song Yi whispered.

"It's okay, it's a small injury, it'll be fine later. The injuries that the senior brother had suffered before were ten times heavier than this. ”

Mo Qingning didn't care, and glanced at the crowd outside the sweeping scarf, the sky was getting dark, and some of the disciples had already lifted the lamp, and the warm light was floating in the spring night.

"Yes, what's the situation?" Song asked.

“...... It was a long time ago. At that time, your master was still there, and once I went to look for him, and I accidentally stepped into the circle he was trying to make, so I ...... Although he came into the battle to save me from the danger of my life, the circle kept me in bed for days. For this, Master Du is quite guilty. Actually, I blamed me for this, I heard a gossip that day, and I was going to ask him for verification, and I passed without saying a word, so this accident happened. ”

"This ......" Song Yi hesitated a little, should he inquire about Master's magic circle first, or Mo Qingning's gossip first?

After thinking about it, he asked, "You are so badly injured, it doesn't matter, senior brother, are there any sequelae left?"

"No, I'm recovering well. Mo Qingning looked at Song Yi, his gaze slowly slipped off his face, fell on his left sleeve, and smiled slightly: "When your master came to visit the patient, I asked him what kind of magic circle this is, why is it so powerful?" He said that this magic circle is still under construction and has not yet been completed, in fact, he hesitated whether to really complete this magic circle, and has been silently trying, even his best friend in the Yuequan Sect, Master Lin, has not revealed the news. ”

Hearing this, Song Yi's heart jumped, coupled with Mo Qingning's meaningful gaze, could it be that this magic circle is ......

"I heard that Master Du's words seemed to mean that he wanted to give up this magic circle, so I quickly told him not to give up, it was just an accident that hurt me, it was not worth worrying about, and it was better to complete it. But your master didn't answer directly, just let me recuperate and recuperate, and I'll talk about it later. ”

It turned out that in the process of Master creating the Nine Dragons Moon Devouring Array, there was another thing...... It is no wonder that when Master Lin talked to him about this matter, he also mentioned that Master hesitated.

"Before Master Du left, he finally completed this magic circle. I thought he was going to pass it on to Yun Zheng, but he turned out to be handed over to Master Lin for safekeeping, and now ......"

Mo Qingning didn't say the following words, and his gaze returned to Song Yi's face.

Song Yi also looked at him, nodded and said, "...... The power of the Nine Dragons Moon Devouring Array is completely beyond my imagination, and if it weren't for it, the matter of the Nine Egret Palace would have been a different ending, and I would definitely not be able to come back to see the master. ”

"No ifs, junior brother. Mo Qingning's hand on his shoulder tightened, and Song Yi felt a force of encouragement.

"No ifs, you're done. The affairs of the Gao family and the affairs of the Nine Egret Palace have exceeded my expectations and those of the master, I didn't misread you, and your master wouldn't choose you wrong......"

Song Yi asked himself, feeling that his anxious heart had finally settled down a little bit.

......

"Senior brother, what is that gossip you heard?

"Ah...... It's just a trivial matter, because of an accident, I never mentioned it to him again, and you still don't know about it. ”

"Tell me about it, then?"

"Let's talk about it after seeing the head first, you see, junior brother, the head is here. ”

Mo Qingning stopped and looked up, Song Yi followed his gaze and looked up.

Along the way, the two of them have stepped along the avenue of the Yuequan Sect into the most majestic and core area of the entire sect: the Ancestral Court of the Yuequan Sect.

Passing through the magnificent gatehouse, along the straight road, at this moment, Song Yi followed Mo Qingning into the ancestral garden, the cascading towers are both majestic and majestic, and exquisite and elegant, layer by layer, building by building, like a boat on water, passing not far from his side one by one, faintly shining in the night. The lights hanging neatly under the eaves were lit one after another, and the noisy birds and insects in the mountains gradually disappeared, and from the natural atmosphere of the mountains, he unconsciously stepped into the solemn and mysterious realm, only the smoke wind was still there, blowing the hair on Song Yi's sideburns, and also blowing away the strong bloody gas on his body.

Leaving the square, crossing the attic, and then stepping on the plum blossom pile, jumping over the water with a swaying and charming fragrance, the two stepped on a floating avenue, winding upward, and at the end, Song Yi saw the floating palace from afar, or rather, it was only a part of it.

Half of the entire Moon Spring Ancestral Courtyard hung beyond the cliff, and the precision-running magic circle ensured that it became an unfallable fortress, like a giant ship, safely anchored in the surging clouds on the top of the mountain.

Song Yi walked step by step, only feeling that there was a scene at every turn, and there were surprises hidden at every turn, and under the dazzle, he secretly admired the builders of the Yuequan Sect for generations, thanks to their painstaking management that lasted for thousands of years, there is this fairyland on earth today.

Suddenly, I thought of the Nine Egret Palace, which lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, far away from the hustle and bustle, and my chest suddenly suffocated.

"Senior brother, let's go in. ”

Mo Qingning walked into a hall with Song Yi, raised his hand to accept the sweeping scarf, and the figures of the two were immediately exposed to the eyes of the people in the hall.

In the middle of the temple sat a young man, guarding the fire, but he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he was born ...... Song Yi frowned slightly, this child looked a little strange, his facial features were no different from ordinary people, but his ears were very large, with pointed shapes, sticking out obliquely from both sides of his temples, and with a layer of fine hair.

Seeing the two of them, the young man stood up in surprise, looked at Song Yi, who was covered in blood, and said to Mo Qingning, "Senior Brother Qingning?"

"Hmm. Mo Qingning nodded: "Tanuki slave, open the clean room." ”

"Open the clean room?" The raccoon slave was startled, looked at Song Yi again, and hesitated.

"This is Senior Brother Song Yi in the door, you haven't seen it yet, and you happen to know each other today. Now he is the guest of the head of the house, and he has important things to talk with the head of the house. ”

"That's ...... I'll open the door!"

The tanuki nodded at Song Yi, said "Hello senior brother", turned around and ran towards the back.

As soon as he turned around, Song Yi was even more surprised, his eyes widened, and he saw that the young man was dragging a round tail behind him, and the light yellow and brown on the tail were mixed, forming a circle of rings, which looked like ...... The tail of a red panda.

He ...... He's not human?" Song asked.

"He's a descendant of the Nine-Festival Wolf Demon, which is very rare now. Mo Qingning sighed: "More than ten years ago, the head of the family found him young in the depths of the back mountain, and he didn't know how to live here, so he picked it up and raised him, and now he can turn into a human form, so he followed the head of the house and became a boy who served with him." ”

"Demon ...... Does he have any special abilities?"

The appearance of this young man temporarily diverted Song Yi's attention, and he remembered that the monsters described in literary and artistic works always seemed to have some unusual abilities.

"Nope. Mo Qingning glanced at him, and seemed to be a little strange about his question: "The demon clan only occasionally has the aura of heaven and earth, has opened up its wisdom, is more outstanding than ordinary beasts, and can practice like a human." Those who are very diligent in the inside can even ascend to immortals. A long time ago, there were examples of achieving immortal greatness with the body of a demon clan. As for your so-called people who are born with extraordinary endowments, whether they are human beings or demons, they are very rare. ”

"The tanuki slave ......"

"He's very talented, he's got a smart brain, he's got a good temper, he's a good man. But he is a demon clan after all, and his appearance is slightly different from ordinary people, and the head of the family is worried that he will be bullied, so he did not let him practice with his master, but stayed by his side, and I taught him to practice every day. ”

"I see...... How could he be in the back mountains?"

"I don't know, maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe it's the abundance of spiritual energy in the mountains, attracting immortals, including the demon clan, to stay......" Mo Qingning paused, looked out the window, and said: "It is rumored that the reason why the founding patriarch of our Yuequan Sect chose to start a sect here is that he took a fancy to the abundant spiritual energy in this mountain, and it has a lot to do with the Xuanhuang of the wind. ”