"Oh?" Mo Haoqiong smiled, "How can I have such an immortal thing?"

"It's not what he can do. I said it bluntly, I can see that Sect Master Mo, there is a blue intention in your eyes.

It's the recipe for longevity, water. ”

The voices of the two gradually became a little quieter.

Sect Master Mo pondered carefully, raised his eyes, and the head of Xu stood in white with a graceful demeanor.

This reassuring temperament, he also has.

Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Then I won't hide it." Be.

But I don't know why, Master Xu, your longevity recipe wood is so majestic and magnificent, but the longevity recipe water in my hand is just a text, and it is not as mysterious as wood at all, and it can give birth to the grand scene in front of me. ”

"It doesn't come out of man, it's made of nature, or is it ...... Immortal tricks. But I also heard that the water of longevity has always been a sacred object of the Song Dynasty, and it is hidden very deeply, and it is only after Dakang broke the Song Dynasty that it was left out. After a few tosses, it was finally in the hands of Sect Master Mo. ”

"What does Master Xu mean?"

"It may have been in the hands of man for too long. ”

"But the immortal method, isn't it just for people?"

Ignorance. Ignorance.

If the recipe for longevity is used by people, then it is impossible to explain the wood in front of them in this state of great vitality compared to the ordinary water that has been tossed and turned in the hands of people.

But if it is not for human use, the water and wood of the longevity formula are indeed the words that belong to people.

Who knows? Perhaps, you have to ask the immortal who threw this method away from the mortal dust and was completely irresponsible after that.

Under the stars in the night sky, in front of Hotaru Xiu, the two pondered a question that they couldn't think of.

"It's late at night, so don't talk about that. Xu Mingding rubbed the corners of his eyes, "Go into the house and sleep, the dog and Chen Saochen of Guigu should have fallen asleep." ”

"Into the house? The lead interjected in the back.

Xu Mingding pointed at the ball of light, "Right here." ”

"Down down?"

"There is also a pit under the astigmatism of the immortal secret wood, which is a pit within a pit. ”

"Please lead the way. ”

Xu was destined to take a step. The four behind him slowly followed.

Picking up a weeping vine, Xu Ming settled into the very edge of the green light and jumped down.

Mo Haoqiong raised his feet and stuffed the green light, like a very large ball of cotton soft, very thick clouds.

All five of them entered.

Outside the pit.

A ghost boot stepped on, and three inches of grass and trees cracked into flying ashes.

The greenery seeps into the black.

Inside the light.

The clouds and the moon are hanging, and they become another world.

A thatched hut is placed in it, quiet and peaceful.

Xu Mingding led the five people lightly, walked to the door and pushed slowly, for fear of disturbing the sleeping people inside.

From the outside, the hut is extraordinarily small, but inside it is spacious and open, just like looking at the green light and the space inside.

Straight to the point is a wooden corridor, and at a glance, you can only disappear into the gloom at the end. There are not many wooden doors on both sides, and this house may be able to fit dozens of people.

Xu Mingding was familiar with the road and pushed open the leftmost wooden door.

The tips of the potted leaves are rippling green, and the house is quite bright.

There are all kinds of organs in one room, and there are a lot of utensils to eat.

But one less person. His son Xu Honglin.

"What about people?"

Xu Mingding was quite surprised, and his sleepy posture suddenly trembled. Did the cub find out that he was coming, and hide behind the wooden door to scare him?

Quickly pulled the wooden door again, stretched out his head to see, there was no.

"Master Xu, what's wrong?"

Xu Mingding slowly closed the doorknob and turned around. "Wait. ”

Three steps and two steps to the other room, push the door.

Also empty.

It stands to reason that Chen Songchen lives here.

"Blame. Blame. Where have the people gone?"

"What's wrong?"

"The dog and the Chen sweeper of Guigu...... Missing. ”

"Missing?"

The leader hurriedly swallowed the black plum strips he had brought from Xu Honglin's room and asked.

"It's impossible for him to go out to find food, the rice and noodles here are quite complete, so where else can he go, he is clearly hiding here and waiting for the gang of thieves to leave...... "Xu Mingding thought.

Mo Haoqiong looked at the vines that were wrapped around the beams of the wooden house, and its scattered leaf tips emitted a little fluorescence, which was not inferior to the fire candle.

Zhang Jianyun asked for no reason: "How many rooms are there in this wooden house?"

"Twenty-four. A room divided by solar terms.

One room and one bed for one person, rest assured, enough for us to sleep through tonight. ”

Xu Mingding didn't understand why Zhang Jianyun asked like this, thinking that she was worried about the lack of room.

"Master Xu, do you remember that wrong point? ”

Zhao Qingqiu asked in a low voice.

"I don't know who went to Sword Valley and invited Uncle Dust Sweeper to Yanshan Sect. ”

Xu Mingding thought of this, and his head hurt, "I'm really not good at thinking about this kind of thing, so it's better to go to bed early." ”

The leader yawned cooperatively, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

The five of them randomly picked five rooms and entered one after another.

This wooden house is really sloppy...... It is very simple and natural, even the lamp is so mysterious and magical, but fortunately, the quilt is relatively normal.

Mo Haoqiong touched it carefully, and his hands trembled and couldn't stop.

A quilt with all silk!

With the mentality of getting rich overnight, Mo Haoqiong lay firmly on the bed with a layer of silk quilt at the bottom.

It had been two and a half hours since nightfall, and this Venerable Great Sect Master was really sleepy.

fiddling with the potted plants again, listening to Xu Mingding's statement, he tapped the flower branch with his fingers.

It suddenly froze, shook the leaf son, as if knowing the appeal of the person in front of it, and gradually faded the fluorescence.

The room slowly darkened, and Mo Haoqiong crawled into the quilt.

The mysteries of the immortal recipe wood are really a flower that can only be possessed by immortals, and all things have spirits, but why is his water so salty......

Thinking silently, two lines of tears rolled down his eyes.

Fall asleep.

The night was getting deeper.

In another room, Zhang Jianyun slept very shallowly. It's not just her habit of never sleeping soundly outside, in case she loses her surname unconsciously, but the other thing is that it's a little weird.

There is no problem with Xu Mingding, and there is no problem here......

At the green light entrance, several people walked slowly, with very light steps, and slowly approached the wooden house.

One of them slowly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

The dagger is glowing with green, not the green of natural greenery, but the green of life.

It's poison.

The night dew is bitter.

He stood in front of the door, and the soft sound of pushing the door was afraid of disturbing the sleeping people inside.

There are people who are asleep, such as a certain Xu and a certain collar who are completely unguarded, but someone has already gotten up, such as Zhang Jianyun.

No matter how lightly the sound of pushing the door, it can't avoid the detection of people with intentions, not to mention that it is a wooden door that has been on for many years.

Crunch –

He walked slowly forward with his dagger.

The fluorescent vine in the room saw his gesture of waving his hand clearly, and slowly dimmed.

Pushed open the leftmost door, and it was empty.

He closed the door reassuringly and turned his head.

One dagger was against his neck, and the other was a dagger that held his poison firmly in place.

A very neutral, very unforgiving voice lingered in his ear.

"Are you, Xu Honglin?"