"Stop!"

"Who are you?"

"How did you get in?"

As soon as Mo Wudao and Yue Yao appeared in the Enlightenment Mountain, they were surrounded by a group of monks.

"Trouble inform the Yi Tian Patriarch, and the Desperate Palace Yueyao asks to see you!"

Yue Yao smiled faintly, and did not embarrass these people, then shook her head again, looked into the depths of the mountain range, and said, "Don't bother, he's here." ”

"Uh-huh???"

Everyone was stunned, a streamer of light swept across at great speed, and a flower appeared in front of them.

The person who came was dressed in a golden dragon pattern robe, with a crown on his head, a majestic face, and occasional flashes of Dao thunder in his eyes, which made people dare not look directly.

"Patriarch!"

The monks surrounding Mo Wudao and Yue Yao immediately bent down and saluted respectfully!

"It's okay, you keep patrolling!" the patriarch waved his hand to the clansmen to step back.

"Grandpa Yi Tian, Yueyao greets you!"

In Mo Wudao's surprised gaze, Fairy Yueyao's character collapsed again, like a little girl, smiling sweetly and greeting everyone.

"Haha, Xiao Yue'er, your cultivation has broken through, well, not bad! By the way, what's the matter with your face, do you have to hide your face in front of your grandfather?"

"Hehe, compared to Grandpa Yi Tian, it's still far behind. Yue Yao pouted, said a little unconvinced, and waved her hand, restoring her peerless appearance like a fairy.

"Hahaha, the old man has been cultivating for nearly 10,000 years, if he is not as good as you as a little girl, then he will really live on a dog this day. ”

The patriarch of the Bai Ze clan was very approachable and made a few jokes, and then he set his eyes on Mo Wudao.

"It's the Heavenly Demon Sect's Wind Demon Palace Master's Linglan little friend!"

"Ling Lan has seen the patriarch!"

Mo Wudao also made a junior salute, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect the patriarch to know the kid, it's really an honor!"

"Haha, Linglan Xiaoyou is now a figure of the year in the cultivation world, no one knows!"

In the eyes of the Yi Tian patriarch, thunder flashed, staring up and down at Mo Wudao for a while, his face showed a touch of surprise and appreciation, and said: "I heard the information sent by the people below before, and the old man didn't believe it very much, but now that I see it, Xiaoyou's talent seems to be much more outstanding than rumored." ”

"The patriarch is overrated!" Mo Wudao humbly sighed.

"Hehe, the old man is telling the truth. ”

The shock in Patriarch Yitian's heart was far more than what appeared on the surface, in his nearly 10,000-year career, Mo Wudao could be regarded as a peerless demon of the only class.

A few polite words.

Patriarch Yi Tian took the two of them to the depths of Enlightenment Mountain.

From the outside, this Enlightenment Mountain looks like a single high mountain, but in fact, inside the barrier, there is a cave in the sky, and it is a whole continuous mountain range.

Just a little deeper, Mo Wudao could feel the difference between the aura here and the outside.

The aura here, in addition to being richer than the outside world, seems to be more pure, and even faintly carries some traces of the Tao······

In particular, the highest mountain in the mountains, Mount Enlightenment.

Mo Wudao had already smelled the breath of the traces of the Great Dao.

This Yi Tian patriarch took Mo Wudao and Yue Yao to the top of the mountain where he lived, and there was no large palace as luxurious and magnificent as Mo Wudao imagined.

Just a few elegant wooden lofts.

But when the three of them fell in front of the courtyard of the attic, Mo Wudao's heart trembled fiercely.

It looks like it is not luxurious from a distance, but when I got closer, I found that every grass, tree, flower and stone in this yard is the best material.

The few inconspicuous flowers and plants on the edge of the courtyard, if I remember correctly, seem to be materials that can be used to refine the best elixir mixed yuan pill;

And the pear tree in the middle of the yard is obviously more than 100,000 years old, if it is placed outside, it must have become a spirit, but it can still only be used as an ordinary tree here.

Looking at those stone chairs and stone benches, they are not ordinary, almost all of them are the best materials that can be used to refine magic weapons.

"It's too extravagant! It's too corrupt!"

Mo Wudao estimated that the things he saw in the courtyard were worth at least five million top-grade spirit stones, and if he added the few attics behind him.

The furnishings in this ordinary courtyard are comparable to half of the family background of a high-grade sect.

This is too extravagant and luxurious!

To Mo Wudao's surprise, there were only three of them on this spiritual mountain, and it seemed that this patriarch usually lived here alone.

The three of them sat down in the courtyard.

With a move from Patriarch Yi Tian's empty hand, the pure heaven and earth aura immediately swarmed into his hand, and was condensed and suppressed into three cups by him with his strong cultivation.

Then he opened the teapot on the table, and with another hand, the aura of heaven and earth turned into pure spring water and flowed into the pot.

In an instant, it turned into hot water.

Then there was another flurry of movements, and three cups of tea soup with a faint aroma were placed on the table.

"Why is Grandpa Yi Tian so generous this time, he is actually willing to take out this incomparably precious Tianji tea!"

Fairy Yueyao couldn't wait to pick up the cup of tea in front of her, put it under her nose and sniffed it, then took a shallow sip, and then closed her eyes and tasted it beautifully.

"Hehe······"

Patriarch Yi Tian just smiled slightly, turned his head to Mo Wudao and said, "Little friend, please!"

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

Mo Wudao nodded, and also raised the cup of tea soup in front of him, the aroma entered his nose, and he suddenly felt refreshed, and his eyes were suddenly full of surprise.

Just the aroma can refresh the mind of a monk like him!

This heavenly machine tea does not seem to be simple.

Then, in the smiling gaze of Patriarch Yi Tian, Mo Wudao drank the tea soup in the cup in one gulp.

"Huh······"

The tea soup entered the body, and a mysterious breath suddenly rushed into Mo Wudao's sea of knowledge, and he put down the teacup in surprise, gradually closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the mysterious breath.

And the Yueyao Fairy on the side also opened her eyes, and a gleam flashed in her beautiful eyes, obviously she had gained something.

"Xiao Yue'er, how long do you think it will take him to wake up?"

Patriarch Yi Tian asked with a smile.

Fairy Yueyao glanced at Mo Wudao, who closed her eyes and comprehended, shook her head, her pretty face was a little helpless and emotional, and said, "I don't know either, but it is definitely much shorter than when I first drank Tianji Tea." ”

"So optimistic about him!"

Patriarch Yi Tian was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I remember the first time you drank this Tianji tea, it only took an hour to wake up, this palace master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, although he is young and cultivates well, but he is obviously forcibly improved through external forces, and in terms of understanding, he is not necessarily stronger than you!"

"Hehe, that Grandpa Yi, why don't we make a bet!" Yue Yao suddenly grinned, thinking about it, "Just bet on how long it will take him to wake up." ”。

"How to bet?" Patriarch Yi Tian asked with interest.

"If he can wake up within an hour, it will be Grandpa Yi Tian, you will lose, and if an hour has passed, it will be Yueyao who will lose. ”