The yellow-shirted young man claimed to be Mu Tuo, who was just twenty-three this year and was an unorthodox cultivator.

Two years ago, he asked the school-age teenagers in the village to give him the Enlightenment Spiritual Seed, and the Casting Dao Spiritual Seed was just a Pupin Tree Eggboy, and finally he stumbled into the path of cultivation.

Who knew that he had a lot of luck later, and when he was bathing in the wild, he accidentally encountered a rare and laurel pig cub that had just bloomed his wisdom, which was now his spiritual pet Xiaobai.

After that, one person and one pig, wandering around, harvested a lot, and took the rare pig with laurel flowers to easily promote to the Guanshou realm.

Because it is a rare spirit god, the cultivation speed of the laurel pig is very fast, and after it reaches the third layer of the guard, it can communicate with Mu Tuo through spiritual sense, so this person and a pig came to this mountain forest early, and has been waiting for the ascension to open.

"Brother Mu Tuo, did you say that your spirit god, with the laurel pig, is now on the third floor?" Lin Beiguang was shocked.

Lin Xiaoyuan frowned, he could clearly feel the vast spiritual power fluctuations in the body of the pig with laurel flowers on the opposite side, which was far stronger than him who was now guarding the second layer of the realm, and even the intensity of the spiritual power alone faintly overshadowed the yellow-shirted young man Mu Tuo who was guarding the fourth layer of the realm.

"It's about the same, but my family's strength is enough to shake the powerhouses of the fourth or fifth layers of the ordinary guarding realm!"

Mu Tuo looked at Lin Xiaoyuan, who was smiling gently, and continued: "Of course, the strength of the two little brothers is not bad, and I am not sure that Ah Dog can beat him, but unfortunately he is too lazy to make friends with me, so I took the initiative to make friends with the two of you, hehe, how about everyone in the next trial?" At least more chances! ”

"Trials?" Lin Beiguang exclaimed in a low voice.

Mu Tuo smiled and looked at the two young men in front of him who were just thirteen or fourteen years old and had not retreated, and his tone became even kinder.

"Actually, I don't know much about it, and I also guessed from listening to the legends left by the older generation along the way."

Mu Tuo stroked the little white hair and said calmly.

"This trial, in fact, is not a trial, to be exact, most of the people who can come here have already passed the preliminary trial."

"You have all heard the story of Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law, right?" Mu Tuo quietly turned over and got off the pig's back, stretching as he spoke.

Lin Beiguang immediately replied: "Of course, there is also Sun Dasheng making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, I know it!" ”

Sure enough, as soon as the fairy story was mentioned, Lin Beiguang immediately became excited.

Lin Xiaoyuan looked at Lin Beiguang, who was suddenly elated, he naturally heard of these myths and legends, and he still remembered the warm years when he was lying in his grandmother's arms and listening to her tell stories.

In fact, in the dream world, he borrowed Hasegawa's body and collected many legends from all over the world.

It's just that I can't remember most of them clearly.

There are also limitations to the dream side, and in that world where giants exist, more than five years of slumber have made him forget a lot.

But he is still clear about the myths in this real world.

"Could it be—"

Lin Xiaoyuan's mind was in a hurry, and he immediately had a guess.

"Is the path of the moon spirit god that Ah Dog said based on myths and legends?"

Mu Tuo heard Lin Xiaoyuan's question, and raised his eyebrows, most of the people who can come here are not ordinary, but the teammates he Mu Tuo is looking for are naturally capable of literature and martial arts, not reckless. "Brother Xiaoyuan, what is your guess, let's hear it?"

"Brother Beiguang and I have also seen many cultivators riding various pig spirit gods along the way, and of course we have also seen some lone pig spirit gods, but here is basically one person and one pig, is it possible that the trials here require cultivators and pig spirit gods to participate together? The dog before also wanted to win a pig-like spirit god for his friend, and wanted to have something to do with Zhu Bajie. Lin Xiaoyuan replied, his eyes flashing.

According to the information exchanged with others on the road before, the so-called black-faced Lang Temple, the black-faced face refers to the pig-like spirit god, and Lang has a wide range of meanings, one is the god master, and the other is the spirit servant.

According to ancient records, the future of the pig-like spirit god, in that world, the god master can also be called a jade-faced person, and the spirit servants are mostly black-faced apostles.

However, the rights and responsibilities and differences between these two types are not described in the book.

But using myths and legends to classify and define the future of the spirits, Lin Xiaoyuan faintly felt as if he had touched a clue to unravel the fog of history.

"I'm really right, listening to the prisoners, missionaries and law enforcers, the road ahead is long, the road is more than three thousand, and it is very likely that in the end a hundred rivers will enter the sea, and different roads will end up in the same place."

Mu Tuo smiled affirmatively, and then continued to ask, "Brother, do you have any other speculations?" ”

Lin Beiguang was a little distressed at this time, and his brows were furrowed, "If Zhu Bajie betrays his daughter-in-law, my old black is a boar!" ”

Lin Xiaoyuan was stunned, and when Mu Tuo heard this, he beat his chest and laughed heartily and said: "It shouldn't be, I heard that there were two roads in previous years, people take the humane, and the spirit goes to the Lingshan, without delay." ”

Lin Beiguang didn't feel comforted, his brows were still furrowed, and he encouraged his cheeks to drag the big black ear next to him and said, "And I don't want to be separated from Xiaoyuan, besides, we have to go to Xiaonanshan to find Lin Xiaotao!" ”

"I guess, I can find it." Lin Beiguang muttered in a low voice, as if he was caught in the sorrow of parting.

Lin Xiaoyuan smiled and looked at the two people and a pig beside him, he didn't feel lonely in the deep and dense forest, and the fatigue along the way was soothed by the wind that had just blown through the magnificent temple.

"Ouch, I'm, there's another group of fierce people coming to the west, and there must be forty or fifty people, to say the least." Lin Beiguang swept away the depression just now, slammed the spirit, dragged Lin Xiaoyuan's arm, and gestured frantically.

Lin Xiaoyuan stared, purple flashed in his eyes, and looked at the group of people walking from the woods in the west, and his heart shook.

The leader was a man who wore blue trousers with water sleeves and a gold purple shirt on top, about nine feet tall and a loose back.

The man wore shoulder-length orange hair, his face was pale but undiminished, and his eyes were closed so that he could not see the depths.

The scarlet thin lips pursed slightly, and there was faint blood flowing out.

This orange-haired man in a Confucian shirt who can't tell his age, let alone the shade, stands indifferently with a strangely high stone tablet behind him.

There was also a man and a woman standing beside the man in the shirt.

The man on the left looks to be in his fifties, with yellow hair and kind eyebrows.

The big bags under the eyes, the eyes narrowed into a slit, and two and a half feet of long white whiskers grew from the tail of the eyebrows, which were tied by the old man with red ropes and swayed like braids.

The nose and mouth are not special, but there is no beard on the upper lip and chin, the face is childish, and there is only a green shirt on the body, and nothing else.

"Shout——, why are there so many people today, I already knew that I would have to dress up well in the slave family."

The woman on the right is wearing a red flame dress like a flame, her left leg is slit to the waist, revealing her snow-white thighs, and when you look closely, there is a flash of black underwear.

The mind is open-minded, half leaked and not leaked, the fat of the white flower grows just right, and the two collarbones are like shallow grooves, just enough to retain the lust heart that is drowning in love.

The long neck is as light as a swan flying high, and the fluorescent blue crescent moon necklace worn by the ring makes the skin more white.

Thick lips are pink, nose and face are delicate.

The eyes are like peach blossoms, rippling with a little bit of beauty, and the eyebrows are hidden if there is nothing, depicting everywhere.

A green silk is coiled into a bun, the phoenix hairpin is vivid, and the blue feather is flying.

Looking at the immature faces in the surrounding jungle, the woman who turned into spring water hid her face and smiled, and her voice was sweet and greasy.

She waved a green jade bone fan in her hand, the golden phoenix hairpin on her head was wrapped in blue steps, her ears were red agate, and her chest was equipped with a blue moon chain.

"Dog, the sluice gate of fate you said really stopped a lot of evil dragons and fierce dragons!"

Lin Xiaoyuan smiled bitterly, and he didn't know what to do for a while.