The words were spoken, and everyone's eyes fell on Su Musha.

He is the master of Drunken Moon, and it is time for Su Musha to make the final decision.

"Elder Yunlan, based on the deity, even if it can dispel frost and destroy the foundation, it is certain, but it is a fatal injury after all, I am afraid that it will also lose the life of this child, I want to ...... With the 3,000-year life of the Yuan Baby, I am afraid that it will have to be discounted. ”

This is Chongyi's powerful voice, and when he heard this, Su Musha just smiled bitterly.

"The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, this is my incompetence as a teacher, what else can I say, and wake up, I'm tired of teaching!"

"It doesn't matter, after all, I can be regarded as half a disciple of my Langxiao Holy Land, after a thousand years, the deity is in charge, and the elder is given a Dao Alliance reincarnation seal to protect this child to go to the underworld. ”

"Thank you!"

Su Mu clenched his fists and arched his hands, but his mind was no longer here.

Mingtai Da Neng sighed with emotion, similar experiences in the past were repeated in front of him today, but the matter had come to this point, and she had nothing to say, just thinking that if Su Mu was reluctant to give up his heart, he would give some life-prolonging pills left and right, but after thinking about it, this matter is only torture for Zuiquan.

Thousands of years of mundane life, the clouds fall into the dust.

Such a robbery!

......

Seven days later, Su Musha personally returned to Yunlan Immortal Mountain with Drunken Spring.

He had never driven the clouds, just because the wind was cold above the sky, and even Su Musha did not dare to apply any traces of Taoism on Zuiquan's body.

It's just that today's drunken spring is too fragile.

Like porcelain covered with mottled cracks, I am afraid that with a little great force, it will be shattered.

Even though there are still thousands of years to live, the weakness of Drunken Spring is even more ordinary mortals.

Even the young man's black hair has become mostly gray due to the loss of his lifespan.

Su Musha was very silent, feeling that this was a dereliction of duty as a teacher, but he wanted to let Zuiquan comfort himself, but let the young man speak hard, Su Musha was just silent.

Halfway up the Yunlan Immortal Mountain, Su Musha stopped.

For today's drunken springs, it is now a high place and it is unbearable.

The cold wind here is mostly the limit of the drunken spring.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Musha was heartbroken again, and he didn't know how to face this apprentice.

Even the ordinary magic circle to protect against the cold, Su Musha did not dare to lay it for him.

"Drunken Spring, ...... in the future Settle down here for the time being......

"Good. ”

In the end, he was unwilling, and he felt the cold wind in all directions, and the voice of the drunken spring became muffled.

He barely breathed a few breaths, and only moved the corners of his mouth, as if he was now drunk, and he had lost his smile.

With a wave of his hand, a statue of Daolu stood on the mountainside.

"Later, a servant will be sent for the teacher, and if you see anyone and do whatever you want, tell the boy all right. ”

"Good. ”

Su Musha had never felt that his steps were so heavy, and it seemed difficult to lift them.

After a few breaths of silence, Su Musha wanted to reach out and pat Zuiquan's shoulder, but his hand reached halfway and suddenly stopped.

"Well. ”

"Don't worry, Master. ”

The more respectful the drunken spring was, the stronger the nameless anger in Su Mu's heart became.

He stopped talking, and he was ruthless not to look at the drunken spring, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in front of the young man.

......

"Kun Yuan, come to the quiet room in the back hall and listen to my decree!"

Hearing Su Musha's voice, he suddenly came out of the quiet room, and the three disciples in front of the Dao Lu only looked at each other, while the back looked at each other.

Even Mengwu woke up from his dream and shrunk his neck, as if because of Su Mu's words, the air around him became cold and empty.

Not daring to hesitate, Kun Yuan walked into the quiet room as he said.

After a while, Kun Yuan turned into a streamer, which seemed to disappear into the distance along the leylines of the earth.

As if he felt something, Qingjun was not as lively as before, and secretly looked in the direction of Daolu, stuck out his tongue, and hurriedly practiced seriously.

It was Mengwu, who looked at the grass house that suddenly appeared halfway up the mountainside, and looked at the sky with feeling.

Slowly closing his eyes, he fell back into the long dream.

In the dream, it was a gray world, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of deep water, and Yumego turned into a gray swimming fish in the water.

......

Half a month passed quietly.

Kun Yuan came from the wind and dust, came from the leylines, and appeared in the quiet room of Su Musha.

"Master!"

Su Musha put aside the jade slip in his hand and looked at Kun Yuan.

"Have you seen Senior Brother Xia Hu?"

"See. ”

"Xia Huhe...... Is it good to be on the Void Battlefield?"

"Fortunately, I heard that Senior Brother said that in ten years, or in a hundred years, he will enter the realm of Dao Jun Consummation. ”

"Okay, if you don't have to be reluctant, maybe you should be thrown into the Void Heaven Battlefield as well. ”

The yin between Su Mu's eyebrows is condensed, if he said it like this in the past, he was afraid that Kun Yuan would also smile, but at this time, facing Su Musha, Kun Yuan had a feeling of facing a stranger.

It was as if there was a rich and deep black shadow under the white wolf's big wrap.

Reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth, Kun Yuan was silent.

"This thing...... How's your brother and sister doing?"

"Hui Shizun asked, over the years, the senior brother has fought the most with Nanzhan Buzhou from the Void Heaven Battlefield, and has also seized a lot of ancient books and remnants of the Ancient Realm, I heard of it...... I heard that the inheritance of the poison of the sleeping path originated from the long ago years of that realm, and the senior brother also saw a few words in a certain ancient book, and the words were unknown, so I wanted to come...... It's been around for eternity.

Besides, it has to be counted ten thousand years ago, I heard that there is a demon sect giant in Nanzhan Buzhou, named Yu Yao, who is said to have been poisoned by the Dao of Sleep......"

Hearing the word "Yu Yao", Su Musha was a little dazed, and continued to ask:

"Is the giant still alive?"

"I heard from a senior monk in the Void Heaven Battlefield, who said that thousands of years ago, he had fought with this giant, and later, for thousands of years, he had never seen this person again, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead. ”

"What sect did that person come from?"

"I heard that the evil cultivator of the Void Heaven Battlefield said that it is a sect called Yan Demon Valley. ”

"Well, that's it, I have to bother you to go again, send a message to your senior brother, and pay attention to this sect when you attack Nanzhan Buzhou in the future." ”

Hearing this, Kun Yuan just smiled bitterly.

"Master, Nayan Demon Valley...... It's gone!"

"Gone?"

"It is said that it was four or five thousand years ago, there was a powerful move, wanting to tempt all the people of this sect to turn into evil cultivation, but I don't know how to leak the news, there is a group of cultivators in the ancient realm who made a move to erase this sect, and it is said that the person who is the leader is an enemy cultivator named Qingxiaozi......"

Su Mushu was silent, and even Kun Yuan said goodbye, and he didn't say anything.

For a long time, until Su Musha was the only one left in the entire quiet room, he suddenly whispered a few words that Kun Yuan had said earlier.

"Void Heaven...... Yu Yao...... The Poison of the Sleepy ...... Devil Valley...... Nanzhan Buzhou ...... Qingxiaozi ......"

"Ancient Realm!"

"Qingxiao...... Qingxiao ...... Qingxiao Thunder Pavilion!"

The moment the last four words blurted out, Su Musha intuitively felt that his soul was vibrating, as if five thunders were added to his body, and all the calamities were killed, and his eyes were dark, and he fainted.