At the end of July and the beginning of August, it is the season of melons and fruits, and it has been silent for more than a year on Hanling Mountain, which is particularly lively.

"You guys, go over there!"

"Alas, there's someone, you go here!"

"It's all in a good place, right? Hurry up and pick it, and go to the deacon hall to get the spirit stone after picking it!"

"That stinky boy, if you dare to waste a lot of spirit fruits for the sake of speed, I will invite you out and not let you take this task!"

"That little sister, you are too slow, even if the melons and fruits can't hit the ground, you don't need to be so careful, I understand the normal loss, you just pick it up and eat it!"

The little monk pinched his waist and stood outside the orchard on the mountain, staring at the disciples who came to pick the spirit fruit.

"Little master, do you want to eat one?" A clever disciple picked a peach, which looked quite sweet and white, and immediately sent it to the little monk.

"You have eyesight!" The little monk swallowed his saliva, and he didn't dislike it, so he took a bite directly, it was really juicy and delicious, "The underground of Hanling Mountain is cold, but it is hot above the surface, and the spirit fruit between cold and hot is extraordinarily sweet!"

"Deacon Chunxi, would you like to try one too?" The disciple did not forget Chunxi next to him, after all, this is the deacon on Hanling Mountain, and he is also dealing with this one.

"Thank you. Chunxi stood behind the little monk and took the peach he handed over.

If you look closely, you will find that she is a little untrustworthy today. But on weekdays, Chunxi has no expression and is meticulous in his work, even if his reaction is a little slow today, no one notices that something is wrong.

The disciple who handed her the peach didn't notice it, and when she saw her take it, she went back to work directly, and went to get the spirit stone as soon as she finished picking it early.

"Little Master Wuyi, why did you suddenly release this task?"

The little monk couldn't stay still and went to the mountains to wander around, and the monk who received the task saw that he was approachable, and he became bolder.

"How can it be sudden? I've been thinking about it for the last month, this fragrance has overflowed from Hanling Mountain," the little monk stopped and looked at the monk who was carefully picking the fruit on the tree, "Last year, because the ghost had just fallen into a coma, the soldiers were in chaos, and no one cared about it, this spirit fruit was rotten on the ground, and if it was allowed to fall again this year, wouldn't it be a waste?"

"What the little master said is that the spirit fruit on Hanling Mountain is the sweetest, and it is famous in the whole Xiaoyao, it is really a waste not to pick it!" The monk on the tree flattered, but did not ask about the Mo ghost, if he woke up, this little master would not come out to preside.

"That's the reason," the little monk nodded, "You pick it quickly, and after picking it, you will go to get the spirit stone, the spirit fruit that fell on the ground can't be saved, you keep it for yourself!"

"Thank you, little master!"

When the monks in the neighborhood laughed, there were many ripe ones on the ground, and even if they lost some of their taste in the snow, they were much better than those sold outside.

"It's just that I didn't think about it when I sent the task, and I have to bother you to go to the Inner Gate Deacon Hall to get the spirit stone!" The little monk bowed decently and looked at the monks who came over.

The task was sent at the inner gate, but most of the people who received the task were the miscellaneous disciples of the outer gate or the qi refining disciples who had just started this year, but there were not many disciples from the inner gate.

"The little master doesn't have to be polite, but it's just a few steps. ”

Hearing everyone's answer, the little monk nodded with a smile, walked outside with the same footwork as the uncle, and saw that Chunxi had already got a bag in his hand, "Someone has already finished it?"

"Well, there's only one person, and it should be picked in a while. Chunxi was holding a small token from the deacon hall in one hand, and a freshly picked spirit fruit in the other hand, wrapped in a small bag.

"Okay, then you wait here, I'll go see the ghosts. After the little monk finished speaking, he looked at the monk who came behind him and nodded politely.

"Deacon Chunxi. Seeing that the little monk was gone, the monk in the rear hurriedly stepped forward and handed the bag to Chunxi, who was waiting in place, and asked her to check it, "Hasn't Senior Mo woken up yet?"

Chun-hee glanced at him, shook his head, and handed him the token of the deacon hall.

"Don't worry too much, the Mo seniors have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely wake up. The monk who came realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hastened to make up for it, took the token and left.

Chunxi didn't pay attention to him, and took a breath as he looked at the monks who came over one after another to hand over the tips.

"Ghosts!" When the little monk returned to Xiaozhu on the top of the mountain, he saw that Mo Ghost had already changed into the Taoist robe of the inner gate, and he didn't have any spiritual weapons on his body, and his cultivation was transferred to the early stage of foundation building, "Are you ready?"

"Well, they're leaving. Mo Ghost took out a bottle of potion and applied it to his face a few times, his eyes became smaller, his nose widened, and his lips thickened a little.

"It looks like you, but it doesn't look like you!" the little monk looked at her in surprise, "But I won't recognize you face to face, Turbulent Zhenjun's disguise potion is really good, and there are no traces on his face, more reliable than a mask!"

"The potion is naturally good, but the price is not low, and Tuan Zhenjun only gave me a few bottles, so I'm embarrassed to ask for it again. Despite the potion, Mo Ghost put on his mask.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" the little monk's eyes widened.

"Just in case. Mo Ghost looked left and right at the water mirror, checked that there were no valuables on his body, and took out a wooden spirit sword, I don't know which storage bag it was taken out of, and he didn't have time to sell it yet.

"You said that you are fully armed in the sect, and you will not be able to meet and not know each other when you go out in the future!" The little monk looked up and down, and found that she was wearing several layers of clothes, and she looked a little fatter, and she didn't know what the mystery was in her shoes, and she was a little taller, "No, I can't even recognize you now!"

"There's no way, I can't appear in front of people, I have to be careful in the sect, and it will naturally be even worse after I go out. "Mo Ghost is also helpless," it takes so much trouble to go to the drunken hall of the head of the house. ”

"You haven't gone out and come in for ten days and a half on Hanling Mountain, and going out rashly will definitely arouse suspicion, otherwise do you need to do this?" the little monk glanced at her, "The head of the family also explained so, and sent you this puppet, I don't think you will be able to come back in a short time." ”

"Perhaps," Mo Ghost didn't know what to do.

Three days ago, the head of the sect sent a secret guard to send a puppet, exactly the same as her, even the breath, I don't know where to get it, and also explained that the little monk used this method to let her go out, be extremely careful.

"The time should be almost there, right?" The little monk counted the time, and estimated that the monks below were leaving.

"Well, I'm out. Mo Ghost picked up the Wood Spirit Sword and walked outside.

Standing at the fork in the road to the fruit tree, he stopped for a while, and when he saw that no one came out, he walked slowly down the mountain, and at the exit at the foot of the mountain, there were two secret guards guarding here.

After checking the token given by the sect master, Mo Ghost was about to go to the main peak, when a gust of incense wind hit him from behind.

A female cultivator who didn't look very old jumped over, her steps were brisk, and after handing over the token, she glanced at Mo Ghost, "Are you also going to the deacon hall to hand in the task? Why don't we go together!"

"Do we know each other?" Mo Ghost was either disgusted, or a little surprised.

"I don't know, but it's on the way!" the nun laughed, with a small dimple on her cheek, which was cute, "Hehe, this senior sister, can I rub your flying sword?

It was the first time for Mo Ghost to see such a familiar female cultivator, and he looked at her carefully, she was very young, and her cultivation was only at the eighth level of qi refining, very much like a monk who had just started.

This year is 980 years, and the introductory assessment has just ended a few days ago, but because of the demon cultivation, they are all worried about the problem of spies, and the monks who came to participate in the assessment are all innocent, and the three generations of ancestors have to be clear.

But this time, the assessment was strict, and there were even fewer monks who could get started.

Even many small sects do not recruit many monks, and the most bitter ones are some casual cultivators, whose background is not clear, and they do not have extremely superior talents, so they generally dare not take the risk of accepting them.

"Okay," Mo Ghost looked at her shoes, at least a few hundred spirit stones, "come up." ”

The wood spirit sword was put down, and when she jumped up, Mo Ghost followed and stood behind her, manipulating the spirit sword to fly towards the main peak.

"Senior sister, you don't look like you are missing spirit stones, why did you come here?" the female cultivator turned her head sideways.

"How do you tell?" said Mo Ghost strangely.

"Although you don't have anything on you, but the bearing around you is not ordinary, I have only seen that calm and calm look in my brother!" The flying sword was extremely fast, and there was a sound of breaking through the air in her ears, and the nun shouted loudly.

Mo Ghost didn't notice this, "There are also quite a few monks with a calm personality. ”

"But Senior Sister, the posture in which you hold the sword is different, and the place where you hold your hand is always the same, which can only be done by monks who have been strictly trained since the time of enlightenment, and it is by no means an ordinary casual cultivation. The nun said as if casually, with a smile still on her face.

"Heh, you're right, I really don't lack this," Mo Ghost chuckled, "Good observation." ”

"No, no, it's still far away, senior sister, why didn't you say why you came?" The female cultivator seemed to be curious, and the gaze in her eyes was pure, but Mo Ghost looked very much like a little monk, and she didn't believe that she was innocent from the beginning.

"It's nothing, I want to come and see Senior Mo, and by the way, take some spiritual fruits here. Mo Ghost's expression couldn't see anything.

"Oh?" the female cultivator's smile faded for a moment, but quickly recovered, "Me too, I want to know Senior Mo the most, her formation and different pupils are what I am most interested in, I don't know if there is such an opportunity?"

"Deacon Chunxi said she hadn't woken up yet. As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the main peak.

"Yes? I wish she woke up soon. The female cultivator stared at her without blinking, "This senior sister, my name is Huo Qing, sunny day." ”

"Lin Qi," Mo Ghost also looked at her.

"The seventh in July?" Huo Qing's face was slightly puzzled, and his eyes were inquiring.

"It is a habitat for good birds to choose trees and roost on. Mo Ghost smiled unabated, and walked in the direction of the deacon hall, and Yu Guang saw her following behind.

"Senior sister really went to the deacon hall with me?" Huo Qing looked at Ghost Mo and bit her lip slightly, could she guess wrong? Impossible, why did the little master suddenly make a big move, it must be related to Senior Mo.

But she stayed in the orchard for a while and didn't find anything, and as soon as she came out, she saw this female cultivator, her temperament was obviously different, and her appearance was also different from that of Mo seniors, but she had an intuition in the dark.

It shouldn't be, if it's really Senior Mo, how can he go to the Deacon Hall?

Isn't it an empty shelf?

"Naturally, isn't the junior sister going?" I heard the little monk say a few days ago that Huo Zijun's cousin also came to Xiaoyao, and her name was Huo Qing, almost this one, and I don't know what caused the suspicion.

"Go!" Huo Qing muttered and walked towards the deacon hall.

When he got inside, Mo Ghost took the lead and handed over the token of Xiaoyao and the token of this mission. Since it was ordered by the master, it was naturally foolproof, and all her identities could stand up to inspection.

"Senior sister?"

Huo Qing came back to his senses, stepped forward and handed over the sign, his face was not without loss, is this really not Senior Mo?

"In this way, I will go back to Yaolin Peak, and my sister will do her own. ”

"Senior sister, please. Huo Qing looked at her departing back, pinched her chin with her fingers, and returned to the deacon hall without giving up, "Deacon Guan, when did Senior Sister Lin get started?"

"What is this for?" Guan Yifu glanced at her with one eye.

"Now is a special period, I also care about the sect!" Huo Qing relied on the fact that he had met Guan Yifu when he was a child, and asked cheekily.

"She has no problem, she has been in the business for many years, but once she was injured outside, her cultivation has stagnated, and she can relieve the pain by using the spirit fruit on Hanling Mountain to make wine, but the above ones are not sold, so she can only rely on this task to get a little. Guan Yifu said lazily, "It's okay to cultivate well, don't think about what you don't have." ”

"Got it. Huo Qing stuck out her tongue, glanced at him as if begging for mercy, and jumped out of the deacon hall.

Guan Yifu only glanced at her as she left, and quickly went about his own thing again.

Huo Qing, who came out, sighed in disappointment, it seems that she is a little bit of a soldier, and Senior Mo may not have woken up yet.

But she will definitely wake up, and when her brother is out of the customs, she will ask him to take her to visit!

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Mo Ghost, who was walking towards Yao Lin Peak, turned a corner halfway and went to the Rijiu Hall of the head of the house, her luck was not ordinarily good, she just went out and met a powerful character, Huo Qing's observation is good, and her achievements will not be low if she cultivates it well.

"Senior Sister Lin?" Xiao Changhe saw a strange female cultivator, and his eyes rolled.

"Exactly, Senior Brother Xiao is polite. "This identity of hers is also arranged by the head, the original monk has fallen outside, and on weekdays because of the injury and withdrawn personality, rarely interacts with people, and has always been alone.

"Master is already waiting, and Senior Sister will come with me. Xiao Changhe obviously knew about this and took her inside.

"Are you here?" Mu Tianzhong sat at the top, and the leader of the dark guard sat below.

"Yes, master," after thinking about it, Mo Ghost still told him about Huo Qing, "I don't know if she found anything." ”

"It's okay, Huo Qing won't say it, she has been asking someone to see you for a long time, but I stopped her. Mu Tianzhong said casually, not surprised.

"See me?" Mo Ghost was strange, she didn't know Huo Qing.

"She is also Mu Linggen, she has always taken you as an example, she has not been clamoring to be friends with you, if you hadn't been in a coma a year ago, you might have been brought over to see you by the ancestor of the Huo family!" Mu Tianzhong smiled, mentioning this matter with a joke.

Mo Ghost's face is delicate, what is this?

"Alright, let's get down to business!" the leader of the Dark Guard interrupted the master, "I'll take her over, and I'll interrogate her when I come back!"

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