After Su Hanqing heard this most gentle sentence, he shook his head slightly.

When he was in the secret realm, seeing the awakened deer, Su Hanqing felt very comforted.

He had nothing, no sect, no relatives, and even he was just a wisp of remnant soul, but he suddenly saw that the little spirit beast he brought out, Miyun Lu, woke up, that feeling, extremely happy.

Although the little deer couldn't speak at that time, he was just from the Holy Spirit Sect, so Su Hanqing didn't feel that he was too lonely.

So those days are indeed rare happy days for him in many years.

It's just that happy days are a minority after all, and loneliness is his destination.

After sending the deer away, Su Hanqing slept alone for hundreds of years as usual, until he encountered Yumu and others breaking into the secret realm, Su Hanqing decided to meet this kid who practiced the tricks of his own sect and woke up from his slumber.

Therefore, Su Hanqing has never felt that he is lonely, after all, compared to the rest of the sect, he Su Hanqing still has a remnant soul left, and he is even expected to recast his body and reappear in the world.

Su Hanqing, who was about to encourage this misty cloud deer, suddenly felt a touch in his spiritual sense, and suddenly felt a sense in his heart.

The eighth mountain has been refined.

The corners of Su Hanqing's mouth rose, the elm kid had already refined the eighth mountain, even if he let go of the ninth mountain this time, with the seventh and eighth mountains, it would be enough for him to reforge his body!

In the inner world of Elm, looking at the Thunder Mountain, which had become his Eighth Realm Monument, Elm had a rare feeling of joy. Looking up at the unremarkable Ninth Mountain, Elm was full of confidence.

I refined the Ninth Mountain earlier, and when I went out, I took Bai Yao to Muyu Country together, and everything could be delayed, but getting married definitely couldn't be delayed.

With a little joy, Elm Spiritual Sense stepped into the ninth mountain.

In the eye, there is a blank space. There was nothing inside the Ninth Mountain, as if it didn't exist.

Yumu was stunned for a moment, and the whole person stood in place, looking around, but he didn't find anything.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came, and the elm was in a trance for a moment, and the whole person suddenly appeared on the hill where he had been living before.

"It's ...... Illusion?" Elm muttered as he looked at the familiar scene in front of him.

With a bit of a trance look, Yumu walked on this mountain path, and the school halfway up the mountain was exactly the same as in his memory.

Elm looked left and right, all of this was extremely real, even after the spring rain under his feet, there was a little muddy mountain road, there was no falsehood.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light suddenly emitted from the inside of the ninth mountain, hitting the elm standing in place. And Elm, who was on the mountain path, was shocked, and then looked around, and walked towards the school with a little hurry.

"Really, how can you forget to bring money?Elm, Elm, aren't you stupid to read?"

Today is my teacher's birthday, and I remember that I was planning to go to the village at the foot of the mountain to buy a chicken and stew soup with those farmers who have always known each other, so how could I forget to bring money?

Although the farmer tried his best to persuade Yumu to bring the chickens back first, and then take the money when he was free, Yumu was still a little rigid, and he had to go back to the mountains to get the money before he could take the chickens back.

The farmer is not as strong as elm, and he still has some respect for this young teacher, but this temper is indeed a little stronger.

The elm spirit consciousness incarnation was standing in the blank space inside the ninth mountain at the moment, and the whole person didn't know whether it was brought to the illusion or the memory by that white light, so this space was silent, and it seemed extremely quiet.

And not far from the elm wood spiritual sense, a figure gradually formed, the figure was an old man's appearance, his hair was white, he was wearing a white robe, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones.

Looking at this elm that had rashly intruded into his territory, the old man's expression was cold, and a little viciousness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the contrast with his fairy-like appearance was too great.

Looking at the elm standing in front of him with his eyes closed, the old man's voice with a bit of viciousness sounded: "The eighth mountain is a stunned young man, so he is willing to be controlled by others, and if he doesn't do a good mountain, what's good about following a human being!"

"The ninth mountain was born for thousands of years, and it gave birth to such a divine mountain spirit as me, how can it be easily controlled by a kid like you?"

"If it weren't for the traction of the Seventh Mountain Qi Engine, the old man wouldn't have appeared here, and he would have to wait for an intruder like you to try it. Hmph, the old man brought you to your memory, you are in your memory, live a lifetime, until the end of Shouyuan!"

The old man seemed to be a little angry, raised his hand and made a gesture to hit the elm, but he only raised his hand halfway, and finally put down the indignation, but his hatred for the elm can be seen.

The old man is the spirit of the sacred mountain formed by himself since the ninth mountain of heaven and earth has gone through thousands of years, just like the spirit of a monk's high-grade spiritual weapon, it has a form and consciousness, and at this moment, this old man can almost be counted as a living being.

It's just that the higher the gods, the more difficult it is to give birth to a spirit, the boundary monument mountain has existed for thousands of years, four sacred mountains, and the spirit of the divine mountain really appeared in his ninth mountain. Even the tenth mountain, the most powerful of the four mountains, failed to give birth to its own mountain spirit.

Therefore, Yumu came to look for the foundation of the Ninth Mountain, but when he came in, there was a blank scene, and there was nothing, all of which was naturally done by the old man in white in front of him.

For the old man, the ninth mountain is himself, he is the ninth mountain, and he received the call of the seventh mountain, the kind of irresistible call made him only appear in the elm body world, and honestly waited for the elm to be refined, which was naturally great bad news for the old man.

After endless years, the spirit of such a sacred mountain appeared in the ninth mountain, if he was refined, wouldn't he become an errand runner who was at the mercy of others and sent by others?

This is absolutely unacceptable to the old man, and it is better to counteract him than to be driven by others.

For more than 1,000 years since I was born, I have been staying on the top of the mountains, looking at the mountains that have not been able to give birth to spirits, leisurely, how comfortable is this?

Therefore, the old man used his identity as the spirit of the sacred mountain, and the moment the elm entered the ninth mountain, he brought the elm to the empty place where he usually lived.

Due to limitations, the old man could not kill the elm, but the illusion under the old man's full strength was enough to make the elm trapped in his memory until his life died.

The old man was a little proud, and said quietly: "My peaceful life was interrupted by your kid, not only do I not complain to you, but also send you a complete life in a dream, if you really want to count it, you have to thank me." ”

The old man stretched out his hand a little neatly, and shook it wantonly on the top of the elm's head, and in this blank area, the picture in the memory of the elm suddenly appeared, and the elm with an anxious look on his face was running quickly towards the halfway up the mountain.

The old man sighed: "I don't see it, I'm still a scholar!"

"What is this for? Took the money to buy a chicken?"

"You really want to laugh to death, what else are you doing called a flower chicken, poor and sour like this, why do you still eat chicken? Honestly hold your book as a meal, isn't it delicious?"

"Hey, this is ......"

In my memory, Yumu hugged the chicken he had just made and was about to put it on the table, and then called his teacher to eat. The flower chicken in his hand, although it has been drying for a long time, it is still a little hot through the soil.

It's okay not to mix, good things are not afraid of being late, and good food is not afraid of being hot.

The old man's figure flickered, and the whole person instantly appeared behind Yumu, watching Yumu put the chicken on the table, and he turned around and went to a room outside to call his teacher for dinner. The old man decided to taste the taste of this called flower chicken for Teacher Yumu.

Even in memory, the old man doesn't want the elm to be able to spend it safely, what else can give you a complete life, grandpa, I won't kill you, it's already limited by the rules!

When the old man was about to knock on the chicken, a voice with a bit of majesty sounded: "My chicken, you dare to eat it?"

The old man was stunned, and looked up at the door with some doubts. This is the memory of this kid, I just follow this kid's memory and look at his life, how can I be discovered?

A short old man appeared at the door, looking at the old man with a straight face, the whole person was a little angry and arrogant, as if he had been in a high position for a long time, this kind of aura and the height of the little old man were too contrasting, so that the old man in white couldn't react for a while.

In the next moment, the old man in white was covered in sweat and hair standing on end, and his eyes looked at the little old man at the door, leaving only endless horror.

In his eyes, this little old man, at this moment, gives him the feeling that he is like a king above all living beings, and the end of the avenue of the heavens, even the heavens, must be held in the palm of this person's hand!

The old man in white trembled, and didn't dare to look at the old man anymore, and in his endless panic, a term suddenly appeared: shepherd!

Three thousand avenues, the lord of the shepherd heaven of the grazing avenue!

In this kid's memory, the Lord of the Shepherds turned out to be his teacher?

How is this possible?!

The old man was shocked, and while the old man at the door released a trace of his breath, he could barely suppress his inner thoughts, and just wanted to kneel down and worship the old man!

At this time, the old man was glad that he was the spirit of the sacred mountain and could see things that ordinary people could not see, but also regretted that he had broken into the depths of this kid's memory, which was too reckless, and he actually ran into a legendary existence, the Lord of the Shepherds.

The next moment, the old man fell to his knees with a puff, bowed to the God at the door, and hoped that this God would let him go, even if he let himself make a cow and a horse for that kid, he would admit it!

The old man at the door glanced at the old man, and then seemed to feel a little obstructive, and with a wave of his hand, a spirit of a sacred mountain that had been born after countless years disappeared directly!

Such means are indescribable, indescribable!

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