Mu Yuncheng couldn't support it on the way back to the camp with the imperial sword, and he fell from the air just after arriving at the camp, but fortunately Cangyun spirituality caught him steadily, otherwise such a height would inevitably add new injuries.

Seeing that Mu Yuncheng's injury was so serious, Mo Yiyue was also anxious, he didn't know why Mu Yuncheng was injured, he could only see that this wound didn't seem to be injured by ordinary things.

Now the four holy hands of the Great Wilderness in the past are only Hou Cangshu and Xia Wu, but there is no whereabouts in summer, and it is thousands of miles away to Qingxingling, and it seems that Mu Yuncheng's injury can survive tonight is unknown. As for Tong Bilian and Xie Helice, they are even more far away.

"Big brother, he ......" Yi Xiao was so anxious that he called Mu Yuncheng as a big brother, and when he saw that there were still others on the left and right, he hurriedly changed his words: "Yunzhong Hou's skills are so strong, and Lionheart's floating skills are mediocre, how can he be injured so badly?"

"Lionheart Futu, the last descendant of the Northern Heavenly Demon Sect, although his skills are mediocre, he is bloodthirsty and warlike, arrogant, and even dismisses the disciples in the sect without authorization, wantonly forms an army, and wanders in the extremely cold land of the Northern Darkness. Among them, the three treasures of the Heavenly Demon Sect, namely the Demon King Rune, the Necromantic Heavenly Book and the Nightmare Hammer, were also in his pocket. Suddenly there was an old voice outside the tent, Mo Yiyue opened the curtain, but saw an old man standing outside the tent, kind eyebrows, thin and rugged.

Mo Yiyue recognized this person, but the name was stuck in her throat for a while, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

"There are a total of thirty-three Demon King sigils, and they are like a screen and a barrier, which can absorb all internal cultivation moves. The Necronomicon refines the magic flag according to the method in the book, which can summon the dead with the spells in the book, so that they can incarnate into undead soldiers to fight. Finally, there is this nightmare hammer, the hammer body is forged with thousand-year-old cold iron produced in the bitter cold land of the extreme north, which contains stealth spells, covered with the poison of corpse refining, and has a hole in the tail of the hammer, which is used to lock the target, chase and fight, never die, and is extremely difficult. I admire the poison in the Sword Sanctuary, it must come from this nightmare hammer. ”

The old man said, tearing open the clothes on Mu Yuncheng's arm with his hand, and it was already pitch black, and several outer skins burst open, like charcoal.

At this moment, Chu Shuiyu and Lu Xiao ran into the tent together, and when they saw Mu Yuncheng like this, they both shed tears.

Seeing that Lu Xiao also came, Mo Yiyue inevitably suspected that the old man was with him.

The black river was also standing outside the tent at this time, looking at the unconscious Mu Yuncheng jealously.

Suddenly, Mo Yiyue seemed to suddenly remember something, "Wulin Wolong, old Mr. Zhuge Hanlin!"

"Mo Gongzi is a high-ranking disciple of Jiangting, and he has done his best since he came out of the mountain, serving the country and the people. Zhuge Hanlin waved his hand again and again, only saying that he was not worth mentioning, but his words were full of appreciation for Mo Yiyue.

"The old gentleman told the origin of the poison in Yun Cheng, and there must be a way to rescue him, and asked the old gentleman to give him advice. Mo Yiyue knelt down on her knees and kowtowed in pleading.

Seeing this, Yi Xiao also knelt on one knee, and asked Zhuge Hanlin to say: "Mu Yuncheng is the Marquis of Yunzhong of my dynasty, he is full of courage and courage, a hundred battles on the battlefield, and he is the pillar of our country. ”

Seeing this, Zhuge Hanlin hurriedly helped Yi Xiao up, and said in a loud voice: "King Ning is such a great gift, and he is old. Mu Jiansheng is unparalleled in the world, and now that I am seriously injured, how can I sit idly by, I will know everything and help each other. ”

"Wounded by the Nightmare Hammer, it is not like an ordinary poison that can be dissolved with medicine. Therefore, even the Four Holy Hands of the Great Wilderness are inevitably helpless. But as the saying goes, if you have a life, you must overcome it, and this nightmare hammer naturally has a way to restrain him. ”

Everyone nodded their heads, eager to know what restraint he was talking about.

"I heard that there is a kind of flower on the Sikong Mountain in Cangzhou, which is called Dream Shattering Frost, and if you take it, you can lift the curse of the Nightmare Hammer. It's just a flower farmer......" There seemed to be an unspeakable hidden between his swallows, which made Mo Yiyue very curious.

"What's wrong with this flower raiser?" Mo Yiyue asked, but saw Zhuge Hanlin shaking his head, "It's nothing, if Mo Gongzi comes out, he should borrow it." ”

"In that case, without further ado, I will leave for Cangzhou immediately. He was about to set off, and suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhuge Hanlin: "Old man, I still have something to worry about. ”

"Childe just say it. ”

"It's inevitable that I'll go to Cangzhou for a long time, I'm just afraid of Yuncheng's injury ......" He lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were gloomy, and the look he showed was even more worried than before.

"It doesn't matter. Zhuge Hanlin stroked his long beard with his hand, looked at Mu Yuncheng and said: "Mu Jiansheng blocked his acupoint in time before, and his injury did not deteriorate rapidly, although he is in a coma at the moment, his internal strength is strong, and he can still support it in a few days." ”

"Then I'll go and go back quickly!" he said and looked at Yin Fengyou in the crowd, Yin Fengyou understood, and immediately walked out of the crowd, and Edgeworth carried him to Sikong Mountain with him.

The weather in Zhongzhou is still sunny, and when you step into the boundary of Cangzhou, the sky suddenly becomes dark.

Sikong Mountain is located at the northwest junction of Zhongzhou and Cangzhou, it is a lonely mountain, but it is rumored that there are often immortals on the mountain, so many cultivators settle here in order to one day be able to see the style of immortals.

The light rain in the mountains came suddenly, and the clothes of the two of them were soaked by the rain, and the lingering drizzle became so annoying at some point, Mo Yiyue and Yin Fengyou walked all the way up the mountain, in order to find the broken dream frost in the mouth of Zhuge Hanlin.

Because the two of them didn't know what the flower looked like, they had to find someone to ask. It just so happened that at this moment, a woodcutter came down from the mountain, and his whole body was wet with rain, and the firewood on both shoulders was also damp, and it seemed that the rain was indeed coming very quickly.

"This uncle, can I ask you about something? Mo Yiyue stepped forward, saluted the man, and asked respectfully.

The man unloaded the firewood, wiped a handful of rain from his face, narrowed his eyes, and nodded.

"I've heard that there is a flower on this mountain called Dream Shatter, is this really the case?"

The man nodded unexpectedly, as if he knew the origin of the flower.

"Broken Dream Frost is a treasure raised by Tong Immortals! It is raised in the Xinlang Garden on the top of the mountain, I am fortunate to have seen it from afar, the color is very white, especially beautiful!"

Mo Yiyue and Yin Fengyou glanced at each other, and both smiled. That's half the story.

"Does the Immortal Tong also live in Xinlang Garden?" Mo Yiyue pointed up the mountain and asked in a loud voice.

The sound in the rain was very noisy, and the man thought for a while, nodded and shouted loudly: "Yes, he lives in Xinlangyuan, but his temper is not good." ”

After listening to the woodcutter's words, Yin Fengyou was worried, so he asked Mo Yiyue: "Do you know who the Tong immortal in the woodcutter's mouth is?"

Mo Yiyue nodded slightly: "I can guess a rough idea." ”

"Are you acquainted with him?"

"He's me...... Uncle's friend. When it came to Mo Tianxing, Mo Yiyue obviously paused, he came to Zhongzhou, but he didn't find any clues about Mo Tianxing's whereabouts.

Yin Fengyou didn't know that his uncle was Mo Tianxing, one of the three great masters of the dynasty, so he didn't know the Tong Aurora that Mo Yiyue was referring to.