Eight months later, Lingyun Mountain.

The sun is shining, the sky is blue and the clouds are light.

In the afternoon forest, a rabbit is bouncing around looking for food. It is snow-white all over, and when it jumps, it stops to eat a bite of grass or mushrooms, and chews it with its mouth open and closed, which is very cute.

While eating, the little rabbit's ears moved, and suddenly he ran away, as if to escape some kind of danger.

A red-clothed girl swept by like lightning, drawing a red shadow in the forest.

Her body was incredibly fast, the flying phantom was still in the air, and the real body was already standing under a big tree, and the wild rabbit didn't know when she had caught it in her hands, and was struggling on all fours.

"Haha, you little guy, you run out twice in three days, do you think my sister can't catch you?"

This girl in red is none other than Mo Min. Nine years have passed in a flash, and she is now a fifteen-year-old girl, not only much taller than before, but also more delicate and well-behaved. It's just that nine years have not changed Mo Min's playful surname, she now runs around in the woods at the foot of Lingyun Mountain whenever she has time, catches hares and picks wild fruits all day, and has a lot of fun, and her dark and smart eyes always reveal a naughty and cunning look.

Mo Min grinned and put the struggling rabbit into a small bamboo basket, picked up the bamboo basket and continued to walk forward, paying attention to the grass and trees around him as he walked.

In the autumn forest, all kinds of wild fruits are pressed on the branches. Mo Min waved her hand casually, rustling, and several invisible qi shot out from her sleeve, making a sound like autumn rain slipping. A few wild fruits fell from the branches on the top of her head, and she reached out to catch them, ate one herself, and threw one into the bamboo basket.

"Eat it, little girl, you like to eat this the most, you have to be obedient in the future, don't run away, leave my sister, how can you eat such delicious fruit." She walked forward as she ate, muttering to herself.

The little rabbit was also eating the fruit in the bamboo basket, and its mouth moved quickly.

Mo Min carried a bamboo basket around the forest and came to a strangely shaped tree. This tree has a tall and straight crown and many branches, but the leaves are not very dense, and it feels a little lacking in water. A round red fruit that grows between the branches and leaves and glows warmly in the sun.

Mo Min raised his head and walked around the tree, looked at the fruit on the tree greedily, and sighed: "Red fruit, red fruit, when will I be able to eat one? As she spoke, she took out a wild fruit that she had just beaten and ate it in small bites, imagining that what she was eating was the red fruit from the tree.

The fruit on this tree is the red spirit fruit of Lingyun Mountain's holy relic. Mo Min had to come here almost every day to take a look, on the one hand, because he was greedy, and on the other hand, to see the goal he was working for, and to increase his motivation to practice.

Mo Min began to draw qi at the age of four, began to gather qi at the age of five, and barely gathered enough true qi at the age of twelve. Among the three brothers and sisters of the Mo family, she stayed in the realm of gathering qi for the longest time, and it was as long as seven years, which made the old man anxious enough. However, after gathering qi, Mo Min can be regarded as bitter, and the advantage of precision is vividly exerted in the realm of Tongqi, and it only took one year to open up all the meridians and acupoints.

After cultivating the Tongqi realm, the old man told Mo Min, "Practice hard, and if you cultivate the incarnation realm in one go, you can eat the red spirit fruit." The taste of that fruit is amazing, and the sweetness is very delicious, as for when you can eat it, it depends on your ability. Mo Cong also helped beside him, saying that the taste of the red spirit fruit was indeed amazing, and his whole body was sweet when he took a bite, he ate two at once, and now he has an endless aftertaste when he thinks about it. Mo Min's mouth was dripping, and he couldn't wait to go down the mountain and pick one to eat.

It's a pity that the heavy realm of incarnation is really difficult to practice, Mo Min has been incarnated for two years, and people are getting more and more pretty, growing taller and taller, but the breakthrough is far away. The red spirit fruit can only be looked at like this every day, and it is eager to wear it.

She looked at it for a while and then continued to walk, walking out of the forest, facing the towering Lingyun Mountain, a clear river flowing between the mountains and forests, the water was crystal clear.

At the foot of the hill on the other side of the river, Mo Xiao was fetching water by the river with a huge wooden bucket, and beside him stood a flat pole and another large wooden bucket filled with water.

"Big brother!" Mo Min called out from afar. A red shadow swept across the river, and the afterimage had not disappeared, and the man had come near.

Mo Xiao lifted the wooden bucket full of water up from the river, turned his head to look at Mo Min, and grinned, but it was more ugly than crying.

"Come, eat fruit. Mo Min handed over a wild fruit.

Mo Xiao took it and took a bite.

"Is it delicious?" Mo Min asked.

Mo Xiao nodded while eating.

"Look, here's the mushroom I found. Mo Min opened the small bamboo basket he was carrying on his arm. The bamboo basket is divided into left and right sides, with the rabbit lying on its stomach on the right and a pile of mushrooms on the left.

"How's that? So many mushrooms, enough to eat for a long time. Can I do it?" Mo Min proudly displayed the fruits of his labor, with a look of praise on his face.

Mo smiled and nodded.

Mo Min smiled happily.

After eating the wild fruit in two bites, Mo Xiao wiped his mouth, turned around and took the flat shoulder, picked up two large wooden barrels and walked up the mountain.

"I'll help you. Mo Min followed, holding the barrel on his right with one hand.

It's good that she doesn't pull it, but with such a pull, the two barrels lose their balance, and Mo Xiao picks it up even more awkwardly. But Mo Xiao didn't care, so he walked awkwardly up the mountain. The mountain is steep, and I walked all the way up, but not a drop of water was spilled.

The two quickly walked halfway up the mountain and entered the small courtyard of the thatched hut, Mo Xiao poured two buckets of water into the kitchen water tank and began to cook on the fire, while Mo Min took the root vegetable leaves and teased the rabbit in the yard.

For a moment, the aroma of the meal filled the air.

"It smells so good. Mo Min sniffed, threw the vegetable leaves in his hand to the little rabbit, stood up and washed his hands, and put his fingers slightly to his lips.

Shout~~~!

A clear finger whistle sounded between her lips and teeth, like the clear song of a young phoenix, and the cheerful tail note penetrated the layers of clouds and mist, and spread far away.

The little rabbit was startled, picked up the vegetable leaves and quickly hid in the corner.

On the top of Lingyun Mountain, a large black stone wall stands high in the vast sea of clouds, like a reef exposed on the sea. With the mountain breeze blowing, the fine white clouds and mist are surging and flowing like waves.

Under the stone wall, Mo Cong sat cross-legged, and when he heard the whistling sound coming from the bottom of the mountain, his ears moved slightly. He slowly retracted, opened his eyes to see the new fist marks on the stone wall, shook his head and sighed, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

This big stone wall is about ten zhang high, and I don't know what material it is, but it's extremely hard anyway. Mo Cong's Tianlong Mental Method has been cultivated to the realm of Jiedan, and his fists and feet are enough to split mountains and gravel, but when he arrives at it, he can only leave shallow traces, which is really temperless.

After looking at it for a while, Mo Cong got up and walked down the mountain, throwing a punch or kick at random as he went. Along the way, stone chips flew and tree branches fell.

"The second brother is so abrasive to eat. If you don't come back for half a day, people will starve to death. In front of the dinner table, Mo Min looked at the dishes on the table with his eyes open, pouting and reading. "Big brother, can I take a bite first, I'm really going to starve to death. She turned her head to look at Mo Xiao, looking aggrieved.

Mo Xiao looked at Mo Min, smiled, and nodded.

"Oh!" Mo Min cheered, picked up his chopsticks and quickly picked up a piece of mushroom and put it in the bowl, snickering as he ate, as if he had taken a big advantage.

"I'm back. Oops, it smells so good. Mo Cong walked into the small courtyard with a large bundle of firewood on his back, and said as he walked. He untied the firewood to wash his hands, stepped into the hut in a few steps and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the vegetables, when a pair of bamboo chopsticks suddenly came horizontally and clamped his chopsticks in the air.

"You're annoyed to death, you have to wait for a long time to eat, and everyone is dying of hunger, you know? Hurry up and admit your mistakes, and admit your mistakes before you can eat." Mo Min glared at him, his mouth barabala.

"I'm dying of hunger and still have the strength to fight with me, lie to the ghost!" Mo Cong smiled and took back his chopsticks, and went to pick up the vegetables in a different direction.

"This biggest mushroom is going to be eaten by the eldest brother, do you understand the rules?" Mo Min's fingers moved slightly, and the two chopsticks were combined into one and pressed down, pressing Mo Cong's chopsticks.

"I was going to clip it to my eldest brother!" Mo Cong flipped his wrist, flicked Mo Min's chopsticks, accurately picked up the largest mushroom, and put it in Mo Xiao's bowl.

"You're... Ah, are you injured again?" Mo Min saw a blood stain on Mo Cong's wrist, and his face showed concern, "Does it hurt?"

"Small, skin trauma. Mo Cong smiled indifferently, and easily sandwiched a mushroom for her.

"For your sake, I decided to spare you. Mo Min put down his chopsticks, took Mo Cong's bowl and filled a bowl of rice, and sandwiched a lot of dishes, and handed them to him with both hands. "No, eat them! I found these mushrooms after a day of hard work in the woods. ”

"You found it, no wonder it's so delicious. Mo Cong took a bite of the mushroom and nodded in praise. Mo Min, a little girl, has been a foodie since she was a child, and the ingredients she finds are often fresh and delicious, which Mo Cong has always admired.

The three of them began to eat.

"By the way, San'er, the old man has been down the mountain for more than half a year this time, right?" Mo Cong turned his head and asked Mo Min while eating.

"There's... Seven or eight months, right?" Mo Min counted with his hand, a little uncertain.

"When I left, I said that more than three months and less than one month, and as a result... Alas, San'er, do you think he is entangled by some powerful person?" Mo Cong said.

"Crow's mouth! The old man's ability, who can entangle him. Mo Min gave him a blank look.

"It's hard to say. In the world, we are not the only Lingyun Mountain faction, and other cultivation sects may also have powerful characters. ”

"Other sects, didn't the old man say that the people of other sects are not enough for him to toss in three or two?"

"Che, he's bragging, do you really believe ......it?"

"Ahem. Mo Xiao coughed, interrupting the conversation between the two, and there was a brief silence in the hut.

But it didn't take long for the two to start arguing again.

Mo Cong laughed at Mo Min for knowing how to play all day long, and never practiced with his heart. Mo Min laughed at Mo Cong for fighting with stones every day, like an idiot.

The three of them finished the meal quickly, and Mo Cong didn't wait for others to do it, and took the initiative to put away the dishes and chopsticks and take them to the kitchen to wash.

"Big brother, do you think the old man is really entangled in something?" Mo Min turned his head and asked Mo Xiao while wiping the table.

Mo Xiao shook his head.

"Then why hasn't he come back yet?"

Mo Xiao shook his head again.

"It's hard work to talk to you. Mo Min threw the handkerchief on the table, pulled over the stool and sat down, "Big brother, you're not dumb, why can't you say a good word?"

Mo Xiao's face showed a tangled look, his mouth moved a few times, but he still didn't speak after all.

"Hmph, practice and practice, I think you're about to be stupid. Ignoring you, I'll go back to sleep. Mo Min stood up angrily, turned around and walked out of the hut.

Looking at her disappearing back, Mo Xiao exhaled with relief, sat down in a different position, and looked out of the door with his eyes fixed, thoughtful.

Mo Cong washed the dishes and returned to the hut and sat down at the table. He looked out curiously at Mo Xiao's gaze, but he couldn't see anything except the ethereal clouds in the night.

"Big brother?" Mo Cong called softly.

Mo Xiao came back to his senses, glanced at Mo Cong, and nodded.

"The more I thought about it when I was washing the dishes just now, the more wrong it became. The old man went down the mountain this time, and it was really strange. Mo Cong pulled the stool closer, leaned his elbows on the table, and whispered, "Big brother, do you remember what the old man said when he left?"

Mo Xiao nodded, his eyes looked at the clouds outside the door, but his mind had drifted back to that day more than eight months ago.

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