The core area of the Hidden Mist Forest is filled with a thick atmosphere of recklessness, although the light here is still a little dim, but it is not much different from the outside, and the high altitude is still in an unstable state, and from time to time there are spatial cracks spreading from the sky.

At this moment, Jun Mo asked the three of them to stand on a hill, looking around, since they had fought with the three-like fierce beast*, they had surprisingly not encountered a single fierce beast along the way, and the three of them came here smoothly.

Beyond the hills, there are seven or eight peaks rising from the ground, dozens of times taller than those on the periphery.

At first glance, this place seems to have been silent for thousands of years.

"Landlord, where are you going to take us?" Mu Yao couldn't help but ask after glancing around, along the way, Jun Mowen had been taking them to the center of the Hidden Mist Forest, and she looked back and realized that something was wrong.

Li Si and they have laid a net outside, but can they solve any problems by blindly going inside? And avoiding and not fighting is not Jun Mowen's style, although she can't talk about Jun Moqing's understanding of Jun Moqing, but at least she understands six or seven percent, if someone dares to target him, he has always fought first and then talked about others, as for whether he can fight or not, then he has to fight first, and then say, in her impression, Jun Mo asked that he had never been defeated, Li Si's battle this time was indeed a bit scary, but it was not so bad that Jun Mo Wen ran away, more precisely, Jun Mo asked that there were no four words in the dictionary at all, but his behavior this time was a little abnormal, so there must be an abnormal reason.

"Eight peaks, eight valleys, two small hills, that little cub is not lying, the terrain here really implies a trip to gossip, it is a Tai Chi Bagua array arranged artificially, and those eight valleys correspond to rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and open the eight doors," Jun Mo asked and ignored Mu Yao, muttering softly.

"Boss Qixia, what are you talking about?" Ye Qingchen asked.

"It's your business, stay there," Jun Mowen angrily picked Ye Qingchen's head away, walked to the edge of the small hill, and observed carefully.

Ye Qingchen had a black face and wanted to kick him away.

"You two go away for me, or I won't care if something happens later," Jun Mowen said after retracting his gaze and glancing at the two of them;

Ye Qingchen wanted to ask, but before the words could be spoken, Jun Mo asked angrily and said, "Hurry up!"

After the two of them left, Jun Mo sat in the air, "You can open another passage into the holy realm with anti-gossip, little tiger cub, don't pit Lao Tzu, otherwise I will have to boil you in steaming water." ”

Speaking of this, Jun Mowen closed his eyes and began to seal his hands.

Thousands of miles away, the little tiger cub sleeping in the big ding shivered for no reason, and muttered in a vague voice, "This is the turtle grandson's bad idea of beating Lao Tzu, Nima's life is crooked, look at ......" There was no sound as he spoke.

"What is this for?" muttered Ye Qingchen, who had retreated into the distance.

Jun Mowen sat in the void, one by one the ancient seals were condensed, shining brightly, as if they were completely cast from metal, with the luster and texture of metal, floating in the air irregularly, hovering around him.

This is more than half an hour.

When he was bored, Ye Qingchen came to Mu Yao's side, "Mu Yao Mushroom Niang, how many apprentices does he have?"

Mu Yao gave him a blank look, no good air, not a single one.

"I said, Lord Sword Immortal, can you have some talent?" Without waiting for Ye Qingchen to speak, Mu Yao glared and said, Who do you think is qualified to be his disciple in this world?

"Me!" Ye Qingchen said as a matter of course;

"There is a little girl in the hidden killing building, she broke through to the late stage of the Celestial Realm when she was less than fifteen years old, and the strong man in the Immortal Realm is like chopping watermelons and vegetables, he can't even look down on the talent of that girl, do you think he will accept you as an apprentice?

Ye Qingchen's heart shook.

"If you want him to accept you as an apprentice, even if your ancestral tomb is smoking, it's impossible," Mu Yao said this, his heart suddenly felt a little gloomy.

"Oh hey, girl, don't kneel on the ground, get up quickly, if this is something that people can see, what kind of body will it become, get up, get up quickly!" Seeing the girl kneeling on the ground and washing her face with tears, the young man in white had a headache.

"If the hero does not agree to the little girl's request, I am willing to kneel here," the girl said, wiping away tears and sobbing;

"Girl, why do you have to be my daughter-in-law, besides, I'm still young, not old enough to marry a daughter-in-law, or you can be my sister?" said the young man with a pestle on the ground and a sad face;

"I don't think you're a sister, and I'm not a sister," said the girl, wiping her tears and shaking her head;

"Oh, why?" the young man disagreed.

"My sister and sister don't have a daughter-in-law, only when you are your daughter-in-law will you teach me cultivation sincerely," the girl choked with red eyes;

The young man was eye-opening and confused, how could he not know that there was such a saying in the world?

"Girl, you didn't bluff me, I have read several books, and I have read several books of Confucius Sage, and there is no such thing in them," the young man's lungs ached, and he thought to himself that he should not let him know who taught him, otherwise he would have to screw off his head and kick it as a ball.

"I'm not lying, my mother told me," said the girl, in a striking voice;

The young man mourns more than the death of his heart, and he has no choice but to deal with a dead person.

"Girl, I can teach you to cultivate, but only to teach you to cultivate, do you think this will work?

"I tell you, if you don't agree, then I really don't care about you," the young man added;

"Then I'll be your apprentice, the kind that closes the door," the girl retreated.

The young man covered his head with his hands, and his head was a little dizzy.

"When you can be invincible at the same level one day, I can consider taking you as an apprentice," the young man said, looking up at the sky;

"Okay!

"Damn, it's hard to be a good person!" Looking at the girl's curved little finger, the young man was a little speechless.

After pulling the hook, the girl broke into tears and laughed, but later she learned that it was difficult to be invincible at the same level.

"Fortunately, I didn't become an apprentice, otherwise what kind of person would ......," Mu Yao muttered softly.

"Miss Mu Yao, what are you talking about?" Ye Qingchen leaned over and asked;

Mu Yao suddenly jumped up as if he had been caught raping him in bed, and then quickly covered his mouth.

Ye Qingchen looked inexplicable.

"Are you sick, do you want to scare me to death?" After Mu Yao came back to his senses, he punched and kicked Ye Qingchen.

"Weng!"

At this moment, the valley suddenly shone brightly, and the two looked up at the sky, only to see a huge gossip array horizontally, and after a while, a Taiji diagram appeared in the center of the gossip diagram in mid-air, and two yin and yang fish hugged each other.

Around that huge Tai Chi Tai Bagua diagram, the space was distorted, the mist was steaming, and the light was misty, and the Bagua symbols corresponding to Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, and Kan bloomed, and mysterious power flowed on it.

Jun Mowen, who was sitting in the air, suddenly opened his eyes, then soared into the air, passed through the Bagua Diagram, continued to soar three hundred meters into the air, and then swooped down, pressed his palm on the Bagua Diagram, pressed to the ground, and on the Bagua Diagram, Mu Yao and Ye Qingchen felt a breath of palpitations, and the two then turned around and retreated away.

"Go!"

Jun Mowen slapped his palms, and the huge gossip palm slammed into the ground.

There were no terrifying energy fluctuations, no earth-shattering sounds, and the huge gossip image melted into the earth like soft water, as if nothing had been born.

In a short time, everything below, whether it was mountains or vegetation, suddenly turned into flying ash and dissipated into the void, as if ice and snow were melting, extremely fast and silent.

"What's going on?" Mu Yao and Ye Qingchen, who were constantly retreating, exclaimed loudly, everything on the ground was dissipating at an extremely fast speed,

At this moment, a desolate and distant aura rushed out of the ground, making people's hearts stir.