After the triple of the monk's Taoist platform is the realm of immortal seeds, this heavy realm must be unified with the way of heaven, so that it can communicate with the qi of the immortal world, so it is necessary to find an immortal seed to melt into the spiritual platform, Yangxia is an immortal seed in his hand, this kind of opportunity is difficult for others to find, but it is easy to get by Yangxia.

Yang Xia saw that Mo Tong and Ji Wushuang were coming violently, and put the immortal seed into the ring, which made Mo Tong's face ugly, and said unpleasantly: "I'll just take a look, why are you so stingy." ”

"Don't think about the idea of fighting this immortal seed. Yang Xia squinted and shook his head.

Motong and Ji Wushuang glanced at each other, shot together, and viciously threw Yang Xia to the ground, Mo Tong hugged Yang Xia to death, Ji Wushuang used his chicken mouth to pick Yang Xia's storage ring, trying to snatch the immortal seed in his ring, the two of them rolled into a ball, covered with dust.

"What are you three fools doing?" Mu Xuan looked at it for a long time, and couldn't stand the behavior of two people and one chicken, and said.

"Yang Xia has found an immortal seed! This is the red thing that His Holiness has been asking for all his life, I will take it and give it to you, fairy!" Mo Tong hugged Yang Xia and yelled at the top of his throat to please Mu Xuan.

"Immortal seeds are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, Yang Xia just got an ordinary immortal seed, although it is difficult to find, it is not a strange thing in the heavens, and you can't fight for me. Mu Xuan sighed and said helplessly.

"Even so, this is also an immortal seed, and His Holiness has to work hard when he sees it!" Ji Wushuang's chicken mouth bit the Yangxia storage ring, and he was determined to take the immortal seed that Yangxia obtained, so that Yangxia rolled his eyes, gave Mo Tong an old fist, and gave Ji Wushuang a few kicks, and the painful one person and one chicken were pale and unwilling to give up.

"Three idiots! This burial place has another great opportunity, so don't come with me. After Mu Xuan finished speaking, he was too lazy to take care of the two of them and walked forward.

Mo Tong and Ji Wushuang let go of Yang Xia at this time, and followed Mu Xuan with a fart, Mo Tong's two eyes were beaten by Yang Xia, and his nose was still bleeding, he wiped his nosebleed, and glanced at Ji Wushuang, this fighting holy chicken is no better, the chicken butt that was kicked by Yang Xia a few times hurts, and the chicken steps are limping.

Yang Xia shook his aching hand, gritted his teeth, looked at the spear thrown aside, and quickly stepped forward to pick it up and put it into the ring.

"This is mine!" Motong patted his head, only to remember that the spear had not been picked up yet, and he was unwilling to roar

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"Fart, this is what I found, it should belong to this chicken, even the white bones were dug up by this chicken, and the immortal seeds in it are also from this chicken, so these two things should belong to me. "Ji Wushuang is even more greedy, he wants both things.

Mu Xuan was bored of hearing this, stopped, grabbed Ji Wushuang, and kicked it away, and the fighting holy chicken screamed and flew out, just smashed into a house.

"Help! There is a ghost!" After two breaths, Ji Wushuang flapped his wings and ran out of the dark and lightless house, the chicken head was full of cold sweat, desperately calling for help, behind it, a miserable white hand stretched out from the darkness, grabbing the feathers on Ji Wushuang's buttocks, which was extremely infiltrating.

Yang Xia and Mo Tong's shocked bodies trembled and retreated together.

"You two don't save you when you die, this chicken hates you, ah!" Ji Wushuang's anxious mouth opened, the tip of his tongue stretched out, and in despair, he was dragged into the house by this miserable white hand, and after screaming, the place was quiet.

Mu Xuan stood quietly for a moment, and walked into the house slowly, Yang Xia and Mo Tong followed closely behind Mu Xuan.

Inside the house, Ji Wushuang was thrown in the green patina, dilapidated Dading, two figures in red clothes were working together to pick Ji Wushuang's hair, it seemed that they were ready to stew it, after Yang Xia entered the house, the two figures stopped, got up and looked, making Yang Xia's eyes widen.

These are two women, their facial features are all painted with pen and ink, there are several small cracks in the corners of their eyes, and the dirt with corpse gas flows in the corners of their eyes, and the green light is dotted, Mu Xuan arrived, the two women tilted their heads, stared at her for a moment, and pointed at her and let out a weird laugh.

Mu Xuan's face was cold, and she slapped the two ceramic women made of corpse soil, and the two corpse qi flew out, breaking through the house and disappearing.

"Sister Mu Xuan, what kind of place is this?" Yang Xia looked at the broken ceramic fragments on the ground, as well as the viscous soil, and said in shock, I don't know if it is an illusion, he always feels that the facial features of these two women made of ceramics are very similar to Mu Xuan, as if someone has painted Mu Xuan's facial features on the faces of women made of ceramics, giving them life and letting them live here.

"This is the secret place opened up by Mu Chen, as a place for the tribe to breed, back then, the tribe population was prosperous, such as the Yang tribe in general, Mu Chen opened up this place, established the city of creation, moved the people of the Yanmai tribe here, and divided the inside and outside, the city of creation can only be entered by the children of the lineage, under his protection, although the tribe has contradictions, but it is more and more prosperous and powerful, but when he died, the aura of this secret realm gradually lost, day by day, the tribe gradually divided, began to fight each other. Mu Xuan recalled the events of that year, and her eyes were full of sadness.

"Why don't you stop it? and Feng Wuji, the two of you should have cultivated extremely high back then, and your seniority was enough, if you stand up to stop it, you should be able to stop this catastrophe. Yang Xia saw that Mu Xuan was sad, and said in a deep voice.

"After Mu Chen's death, I only wanted to kill Tianxin, and there was nothing else, and Feng Wuji had tried hard to stand up, in a vain attempt to calm the tribal infighting, but in exchange for the beloved and child were killed, he was sad and angry, and he made a brazen move, killing all the people of the tribe who were still breathing, and from then on, the entire tribe was only me and him, and there was no third person, the star-eating vine was planted by the old scourge back then, to protect his beloved and child, and later, I found Mu Chen's body and buried him here. Mu Xuan slowly said what happened back then.

Yang Xia sighed, he once stood out for Sha Xiangxiang, but he was sarcastically ridiculed by Feng Wuji, the old scourge survived one life after another, and he had experienced too many tragic things, and he had long been numb, and his blood was not there.

"What's going on with these ceramic people?" Ji Wushuang had already escaped from the copper tripod, and the chicken feathers were pulled out alive and turned into a bald rooster, and he said depressedly.

"Come with me, and you'll have the answer when you get to the end. Mu Xuan didn't want to say more, leaving the house, Ji Wushuang nodded, reluctantly glanced at the chicken feathers in the copper tripod, and followed Mu Xuan out of the house dejectedly, the two ceramic women were vulnerable in front of Mu Xuan, but Ji Wushuang suffered a lot, this fighting holy chicken cultivation and Yangxia are both in the middle of the Dharma realm, and they are not the opponents of these two tricks at all.

Mu Xuan continued to move forward with the two of them and a chicken, Yang Xia followed behind Mu Xuan carefully, not daring to mess around anymore, even Motong and Ji Wushuang were much more honest, afraid of encountering something ghostly, plucking is light, and losing a small life is big.

An hour later, the thing that made Yangxia's eyes straighten happened again, in the depths of the city, the lanterns were hung high, and one after another ceramic people walked on the street, the male ceramic people were painted with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a smile, and the female ceramic people and Mu Xuan had five or six similarities.

Ceramic people come and go, like a wandering soul stiff and doing things, some sit in front of the dusty, empty stage to watch the play, some sit in front of the rotten table, with their hands to dig the empty broken bowl, pretend to eat, and more three or three two ceramic people in a pile, bow down and sit down, as if in communication.

This place looks bustling, but it is silent, quiet and terrifying, and eerie and suffocating.

"Yang Xia, you said that we passed quietly, will these things be discovered?" Mo Tong swallowed his saliva, and transmitted Yang Xia, he didn't dare to speak, for fear of alarming the thousands of ceramic people here.

"Nonsense! These things all look the same, you can't tell that you and I are human, not to mention that Ji Wushuang is too conspicuous, and it is impossible to pass safely. Yang Xia glared at Mo Tong and looked at Ji Wushuang, this fighting holy chicken had already retreated to more than ten zhang away, watching from a distance, afraid of these ceramic people, afraid that the chicken feathers would be plucked.

"This old immortal thing!" Mu Xuan looked at a ceramic woman with a jade face similar to her, and opened her mouth coldly, as soon as her words fell, thousands of ceramic people turned their heads in unison, tilted their heads, and pointed at Mu Xuan and laughed strangely.

Mu Xuan's evil fire burst straight up, stepped in, and killed thousands of ceramic people, shattering these ceramic people one after another, wisps of corpse qi hovered in the sky, dark clouds covered the top, and the black disaster covered the sky.

After a hundred breaths, Mu Xuan cleaned up these ceramic figures, raised his foot and kicked away the head of a ceramic figure under his feet, turned his head, waved his hand at Yang Xia, and then frowned and asked, "Where is Motong?"

Yang Xia turned his head and found that Mo Tong beside him had disappeared at some point, and there was no trace, he didn't even know when this Tie Hanhan was captured, and in an instant, Yang Xia's back was cold, cold sweat broke out, he looked at Ji Wushuang, and said, "Have you seen how Mo Tong disappeared?"

"Wasn't Tie Hanhan still by your side a moment ago?Why did he disappear in an instant, could it be that there is really a ghost asking for his life here?" Ji Wushuang also felt weird, shaking the head of the chicken, the body of the chicken trembled, and walked quickly to Mu Xuan's side, afraid that he would be quietly taken away by the strange thing like Motong.

Mu Xuan pondered for a moment, didn't care about deepening the rift here, took Yang Xia and Ji Wushuang to cross, looking for Motong, in the crossing, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the houses collapsed one after another, which had already been eroded by the years, and the Creation City, which was maintained by the star-eating vine, could not withstand Mu Xuan's toss at all.

A quarter of an hour later, Mu Xuan finally found Motong outside a ruined temple, he was tied up with iron ropes, four mice taller than a human carried him, and held him on the guillotine in front of the temple, a big mouse with yellow fur tied to a strip of red cloth on his head, holding a ghost-headed knife in both hands, came behind Motong, raised the ghost-headed knife and was about to cut off his head.

"Shh

The whistle sounded, the black and white Daotu flashed away, and the yin and yang fish flew with a blister, piercing the head of the mouse holding the ghost head knife, and a puff of rat blood splashed out, and the rat spirit fell directly to the ground and died.

"Squeak!"

As soon as this untransformed rat spirit died, the rest screamed, wanting to escape, the speed was as fast as lightning, Yang Xia Yao pointed his hand, and the qi of Yin Yang Fish Creation surged, shuttling back and forth, and the remaining rat spirit was killed without two breaths.

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