Mo Ghost came back from Lingyun Peak, and as soon as he pushed the door, he saw Shen Kongming and the little monk teasing the little fox, and the hair on his body stood up in anger, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head in unison.

"Are you back, have you seen Chen Haoran?" Shen Kongming stopped teasing it and took out a piece of dried meat.

"See. Mo Ghost walked up to them, answered him, sat down next to him, picked up the little fox, and watched it eat fragrantly.

"Why are you so disappointed?" the little monk propped his head on the table with his hands on his back.

"Although I have expected that Chen Haoran is not a dragon and phoenix among people, his bad performance is still beyond my expectations, I really don't understand, why would the Compassion Ancestor give a sincere heart to such a person back then?" Mo Ghost shook his head.

"That's right, why?" the little monk knocked on the table, "The Ancestor of Compassion turned into a god when she was more than four hundred years old, and she is still one of the famous alchemy masters on the mainland, and she has single-handedly raised the reputation of Changchun Valley on the mainland, how can she give up on him?"

"It's not surprising that the Loving Ancestor was born in the mortal world, and was bullied when she was a child, but it was Chen Haoran's father who saved her, and this kindness has always been remembered. Coupled with the growth of her and Chen Haoran's childhood sweethearts, some feelings should also be there. Shen Kongming said lazily.

"Forget it, don't mention them, what about the moon in the water? The little monk waved his hand and looked at Mo Ghost expectantly.

"I didn't get it. Mo Ghost shrugged.

"Didn't you get it? Chen Haoran didn't give it, he didn't want to die?" The little monk saw that she didn't seem to be joking, and his eyes widened.

"Naturally not, does he have the guts?" Mo Ghost glanced at the little monk, "He said that it is too cold in the cold pool now, and there is no way to go down to pick it, I have left the cold jade box there, and I will send it over after picking." ”

"Couldn't he control Hantan anymore?" Shen Kongming was keenly aware of what Mo Ghost wanted to express.

"That's what I'm going to tell you, take this opportunity to buy more water moons in the city after the closing ceremony, I'm worried that in a few years, there will be no water moon in the world. The corners of Mo Ghost's mouth glanced downward, with regret.

If the Loving Ancestor is still alive in the world, why is it so, the only good thing is that the Moon in the Water is only very effective in healing, not irreplaceable, otherwise in order to snatch it, I don't know how many incidents will be born.

"Why is it so serious, isn't it Ji Yuecao? There are more on the mainland?" the little monk was puzzled when he heard her words.

"The Moon in the Water is indeed a moon grass in nature, but the curative effect of the two is very different. Shen Kongming took out one from the storage bag, "The ordinary Ji Yue Grass is only rated as a third-order spirit grass, while the Water Moon is a fifth-order. ”

"When the ancestor of compassion found a cold pool in the residence, after several calculations, the Jiyue grass was planted below, and the cold and temperature changed its medicinal effect, and then tried in every possible way, and finally formed the cultivation method, becoming the water moon today. ”

"Then isn't it okay to cultivate it again?" the little monk took the spirit grass in his hand.

"Do you think it's that simple?" Mo Ghost glanced at him, "The monks on the entire continent have tried for hundreds of years, but there is no result, and they can only grow in the cold pool on Lingyun Peak." Now that the Ancestor of Compassion has passed away, the method of cultivation has been completely lost, and when this cold pool loses its effect, the moon in the water will also disappear. ”

"You say, did Turbulent Zhenjun see something, so he wanted a plant to be picked from the cold pool?" Shen Kongming raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of something, "I was still wondering why Zhenjun issued this task. ”

"Tuan Long Zhenjun cultivates the way of medicine, and the alchemy is also good, and the three spiritual roots of wood, fire and earth have reached the point where they are today, which has its own uniqueness. She was more proficient in her grasp of spirit grass, so it was not surprising that she could discover anything. Mo Ghost nodded, this is very likely.

The little monk looked left and right, and asked suspiciously, "Then why didn't Changchun Valley send someone over to study it? ”

"Your mind can think of it, how could Changchun Valley not think of it," Shen Kongming scolded him without showing the slightest mercilessness, "It's not that they don't want to study, it's that they can't study it thoroughly, if the things of the Loving Ancestor are so easy to see, they won't be famous in the entire continent." ”

"Then she is so powerful, won't she lose a lot to Changchun Valley after she dies?" the little monk pursed his lips, and his little head turned wildly.

"Of course, the loss is huge, how do you think Han Yishui is famous?" Mo Ghost looked at the little monk, "The previous valley master handed over the sect to him at a time of crisis, and in a hundred years, he not only stabilized his position, but also faintly strengthened Changchun Valley, which is not something ordinary people can do." ”

"Han Yishui is indeed very powerful, Changchun Valley and Baihua Valley have been very prestigious in the second-rate sect over the years, especially Baihua Valley, the past three exchanges of disciples of various sects have achieved good results, and with Tan Churan's living signboard, the development is thriving. Shen Kongming thought about the situation on the mainland in recent years and said with emotion.

"However, Lord Han Gu should have a headache, and the disciples of Changchun Valley are not as good as him. Mo Ghost and Shen Kongming glanced at each other, "Han Qiusheng has been carefully cultivated by Lord Han Gu for so many years, and he still wants the female cultivators of the Tan family to arrange it well for his Taoist companions, but it's a pity that he himself is not angry." ”

"Then will they break the pattern of first-class sects?" the little monk asked blankly when he heard this.

"Of course not, the foundation of the first-class sect is not so easy to break, although the development of these two sects is good, but it is all supported by a certain person, and it is unknown whether there will be a successor. Shen Kongming knocked on his bald head.

"Oh," Xiao Heshan nodded thoughtfully, and looked up at the two of them after a moment of silence, "You... How do you know that?"

Mo Ghost chuckled, "Both of us are from families, and we have been exposed to it since we were children, so we naturally know it, although you were picked up since you were a child, Tianshu Zhenjun himself is an orphan, and he doesn't know anything about it, and he can't teach you." ”

"Yes, have you noticed it, the sect masters of the major sects are basically from families, and the reason is also here, it's not that many monks are not strong enough, it's that they don't understand this at all. Shen Kongming stood up and lay on his shoulder, "You don't need to know this, just cultivate well." ”

"Yes, you just understand," the little monk pinched his chin, "I still want to think about it, how to buy some water moon in the city, do you think Yifan needs it?"

"I think I'll want to, after the ceremony, let's go around the city. ”

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A few days passed in a flash, Shen Kongming sent away another wave of monks who came to visit, and returned to the table tiredly, "When is the head?"

"Tomorrow is the closing ceremony, soon. Mo Ghost took a sip of tea and moistened his throat.

"Knock knock!"

"You go, you go!" Shen Kongming pointed to the door and said to the little monk who had just come out.

The little monk just woke up, still a little dazed, looked at the two of them with a tired look, yawned and walked to the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a monk wearing a robe from the Changchun Valley.

"This senior, I am Chen Zhenren's little servant on Lingyun Peak, and I was ordered to come to deliver the moon in the water. He said, taking out the jade box from the storage bag.

Hearing this, Mo Ghost put down the cup and walked out.

"Give it to me. She took the cold jade box, untied a storage bag from her waist and handed it to him, "Give this trouble to Chen Daoyou." ”

The monk respectfully took it, took a few steps back, and turned to leave.

"This is the moon in the water?" the little monk took it and looked inside through the transparent cold jade box, the Jiyue grass was covered with frost, "Isn't this the Jiyue grass on the frost?"

"What can you understand!" Shen Kongming snatched it from his hand and looked at the sunlight carefully, "It's a little darker than the color on the market, but if you don't open it, you can't seem to see any difference." ”

"Let Zhenjun find out for himself. "Mo Ghost took it back and put it in a storage bag.

"Knock knock!"

There was another knock at the door, and Mo Ghost and Shen Kongming sighed in unison, turning their heads to look at the little monk.

"In the past few days, our yard is the most lively, wave after wave. The little monk yawned and went to the door, but fortunately it was over tomorrow.

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Early in the morning of the second day, the three of them packed up and walked to the square of Changchun Valley.

Along the way, both sides of the road are lit up, and everywhere you can see is red, and you are full of joy.

The congratulatory gifts prepared by Xiaoyao were delivered, and the three of them were ushered to their seats in the square.

Not far from them was the monk of the Tan family, Tan Chuse was wearing a Taoist robe from the Hundred Flowers Valley, with pale pink flowers embroidered on the skirt, his face looked much better, and he sat there quietly. Han Shenyin was next to her, looking impatient, not knowing what to say to her

At one o'clock in the afternoon, four celestial horses pulled a carriage engraved with a phoenix pattern and passed over the sky of Changchun Valley, which was a special case only in the conclusion ceremony, and flying magic weapons were not allowed to pass by at all on weekdays.

Han Qiusheng was wearing a red Dao robe, riding a heavenly horse at the forefront, looking at the direction in which it flew away, it was exactly going to Lingyun Peak.

After about two quarters of an hour's stop, the carriage reappeared and flew off into the city.

Pegasus flew around Changchun City, and the monks of the entire city watched, and finally returned to Changchun Valley, stopping at the steps in front of the square.

Han Qiu gave birth and stretched out his hand into the carriage.

"Why is she wearing a red hijab?" The little monk looked at the beautiful woman who got off the carriage, her body was a Taoist robe that matched Han Qiusheng, but her face was tightly blocked by a red hijab.

There are similarities between the monk's marriage ceremony and the mortal wedding, but the status of the nun is different from that of the mortal woman, and there is also a difference in the ceremony. On the robe, the main difference is that you don't have to wear a red hijab, which means that the status of the two is equal.

"It's not nothing, maybe people want to do this," Shen Kongming took the dried fruit on the table and secretly tasted it, it was still quite fragrant.

The ceremony continued, and the two monks below walked up slowly holding hands.

At the top of the square, in front of the main hall, Han Yishui sat there, his face was full of majesty, and he didn't look happy, but he had always been like this, and everyone didn't dare to say anything.

"Worship the way of heaven!"

Hearing this, Han Qiusheng let go of Chen Xihe's hand, lifted the hem of the robe, knelt on his knees, supported his hands on the ground, and touched his forehead.

Mo Ghost was sitting in his seat, and he suddenly felt a fluctuation in his consciousness, exactly the same as what he felt in Tianxiangju that day, and he stood up suddenly, touched the quilt on the table, and made a 'bang' sound.

Everyone's eyes gathered here, Han Qiusheng straightened up and looked at her, but Mo Ghost stared at Chen Xihe deadly.

There was such a big movement, but she was still kneeling on the ground.

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