After talking with Feng Jinghuo, Mo He understood the matters needed to return to the human world from the heavenly dome, and he also roughly understood the reason why the primordial gods and true immortals in the human world rarely appeared.

Above the sky, Mohe is a must to see, people can be in a safe corner, but they must know the breadth of heaven and earth, know the size of the world, not to mention that Mohe's achievement of the Yuan Shen True Immortal has been concerned by some masters of the human race.

In this world, it is not the human race that is the only one, and there are three powerful enemies of the demon race, the water vein dragon clan and the spirit race, so if you have the ability, as a member of the human race, you must take the corresponding responsibility.

Mo He really wanted to know what kind of scenery was on the top of the sky, what kind of masters he could see, and even whether he had the chance to see the seven Creation Dao Ancestors enshrined in the Venerable Dao Palace.

After Feng Jinghuan and Mo He talked a little, he temporarily stayed in Mochiyue Mountain, he would give Mo He a few days, let Mo He settle down his own affairs, say goodbye to relatives and friends, go home to accompany his parents, and when the time is almost up, he will take Mo He to the sky with him, or leave by himself!

On Mochizuki Mountain, when another day's morning class was over, Mo He and Feng Jinghuan sat under the two green plum trees and talked very casually.

"I've seen a lot of small sects, and many of them have good strength, but it's really rare to see someone like Mo Daoyou's green plum view!" Feng Jinghuan looked at the sky in the distance, and said casually as if he was careless.

"The remote Xiaoguan, the background of the sect is small, and the number of disciples is not much, so all aspects seem to be a little more casual, and Feng Daoyou smiled!" Mo He didn't look back at Feng Jinghuo, his eyes also looked at the sky in the distance, and he replied with the same casual look.

When Feng Jing heard this, he shook his head lightly and said: "Mo Daoyou is joking, the performance of Qingmei Guan, this is not a lack of heritage, but it has begun to precipitate the heritage, it seems to be loose, but in fact there are rules and degrees, although there are few people in the sect, but all of them are good materials and beautiful jade, which is enviable!"

Hearing Feng Jinghuan's praise, Mo He didn't answer this time, but just turned his head and smiled at him.

The disciples of Qingmei Guan, generally speaking, Mo He is satisfied, even if it is a new entry to the three Taoist children, Mo He also feels good, maybe there are some flaws in the individual's body, more or less flaws, but where in this world are perfect people, advantages and disadvantages, always need to be seen dialectically, everything is not perfect, and there is no absolute.

The question of the disciple, Mo He is not worried at all now, even including the inheritance of Qingmei Guan, Mo He does not have any worries, as long as there are people, the inheritance will always be there.

The life span of a cultivator is long, Mo He himself has already achieved the Yuan Shen True Immortal, with a long lifespan, and the cultivation of worry-free and others is getting higher and higher, and sooner or later he will be able to achieve the Yuan Shen True Immortal, the number of disciples of Qingmei Guan is also increasing, although the frequency of new disciples is very low, but this is completely enough for Qingmei Guan.

Seeing that Mo He didn't continue the topic, Feng Jinghuan also ended the topic very decisively, changed the conversation, and continued to speak: "Mo Daoyou, in the past two days, the affairs of the sect should be almost arranged, right?"

Hearing this, Mo He nodded lightly, and then replied: "It is indeed almost arranged, Qingmei Guan is scarce, it just so happens that the disciples under the sect are all here, I have already gathered them yesterday and instructed all the things that should be instructed, my eldest disciple is worry-free, and his cultivation has reached the pure yang realm, which is enough to support the sect, and after I leave, he will be in charge of Qingmei Guan!"

Yesterday, Mo He told all the disciples that he was going to the sky to see the news, for this news, all the disciples of Qingmei Guan had already prepared in their hearts, so when they heard Mo He say the news, everyone did not show any surprise.

After Mo He said the news that Qingmei Guan was in charge of Wuwu after he left, and no one raised any objections, as Mo He's first disciple, Wu Wu is the most suitable candidate whether it is cultivation or other aspects, besides, the rules of the cultivation world, the sect masters of each small sect are generally served by the masters of the pure yang realm, and at present, in the entire Qingmei Guan, there is only a master of the pure yang realm.

There is no worries on the sect's side, Xiao Liang will help him deal with the big and small things on weekdays, plus Ren Yunteng's help, as well as Yu Yue and others who are gradually growing up, there will be no problems on Qingmeiguan's side.

"When is Mo Daoyou going to go back and say goodbye to his parents at home?" Hearing that Mo He had already arranged the affairs of the sect here, Feng Jinghuan continued to ask.

Hearing this question, Mo He slowly stood up, glanced at Feng Jinghuan, and spit out two words in his mouth.

"Now!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo He's figure turned into a blue light, and instantly rose from the ground and flew towards the direction of Xiahegou Village.

Looking at the back of Mo He leaving, Feng Jinghuan sat in place and did not move, still maintaining a very leisurely posture of himself, looking at the sky in the distance, after a while, he seemed to feel a little bored, so he stood up and walked towards a courtyard on Mochizuki Mountain.

In the past few days in Mochiyue Mountain, Feng Jinghuan felt that Ren Yunteng, the second disciple of Mohe, was very interesting, his mind was very flexible, and he was also very bold, he was the only one on Mochiyue Mountain who took the initiative to come and get close to himself.

A monk in the realm of Yin God, to find a Yuan Shen True Immortal Set is almost, this courage is not ordinary, but the other party's sense of proportion is very good, it will only make people feel interesting, not annoying, this is a kind of ability.

Now that he has nothing to do, Feng Jinghuan simply went to Ren Yunteng to see his disciples, which was also a very interesting thing.

Returning to Xiahegou Village again, Mo He slowly walked to the door, came to his own courtyard, stretched out his hand to push the door in, as before, Mo He only saw his mother at home, but did not see Mo Dashan's figure.

In her mother's hands, it seems that there is always endless work, and she can't be idle for a moment, and the moment she pushes open the door, Mo He sees that she is picking vegetables in her hands.

Seeing Mo He come back, Mo He's mother didn't care, just smiled and said casually: "He'er, you're back!"

"Well, mother!" Mo He nodded lightly when he heard this, then walked slowly to his mother's side, naturally squatted down, picked up the dishes in his mother's hand, and began to help.

Mo He's mother didn't refuse Mo He's help, and while doing what she was doing, she continued to ask, "Are you just coming back from outside, or are you going to go somewhere?"

"I'm going to go on a long trip, maybe it's going to take a while!" Mo He replied with a smile, and at the same time, the movements in his hands were also very sharp.

"Where are you going this time, it's not close to Qing'er and Liu'er, if it's closer, you can go and see them on behalf of your mother then!" the mother continued to say with a smile.

She is already very accustomed to Mo He's frequent outings, cultivators come and go, they often go to many places, it is very convenient to come and go, and she doesn't need to worry about the safety of her eldest son.

"It's far away this time, I'm afraid I don't have any chance!" Mo Dao heard the words and continued to reply.

"Oh, then where are you going this time!" the mother asked casually, she didn't really want to ask where Mo He was going, because even if Mo He said it, she didn't necessarily know where the place was, she really just asked casually like an ordinary chat.

"Go to the heavenly dome!" Mo He paused slightly before speaking.

"This time, it may take a long time to go out!"

"How long is it above the sky?" Mo He's mother continued to move in her hand, but her movements began to slow down, and her voice became a little concerned.

"It may take more than ten years, or it may take longer!" In such a matter, in the face of his parents, Mo He will not lie.

"More than ten years, it may take longer!" Mo He's mother repeated Mo He's words, and the movements in her hands, which had slowed down, stopped completely at this time, and her face showed a trace of reluctance.

Although on weekdays, Mo He often stayed in Moon Mountain and did not live with them, but Mo He's mother knew that her son was not far from her, and now that it took so long to go out this time, of course she would feel a little reluctant.

Soon, she reacted to one thing, that is, Mo He said just now that the place he was going to was above the sky dome, thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up at the sky, and then looked at Mo He, who was still looking down to pick vegetables, and suddenly squeezed out a smile on her face.

"Are you going to the heavens to meet other immortals? Hey, you should go too, He'er, you are also an immortal, you should go to the place where the immortals stay, don't worry about us!"

Although Mo He lowered his head at the moment, he could clearly see the reluctant smile on his mother's face and the vegetable leaves she picked indiscriminately in her hands.

At this moment, Mo He stopped the movement in his hand, slowly stood up, stretched out his hand to hug his mother, and then said softly.

"Mother, don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

was suddenly hugged by her son, and Mo He's mother suddenly felt warm in her heart.

The eldest son, who has been sensible since she was a child, didn't let her worry too much, but as parents, she and Mo Dashan both felt a little indebted to their eldest son, because since Mo He followed the cultivation of Qingmei Dao Chang, as parents, they didn't seem to have given Mo He anything he needed, but their existence became a concern for Mo He.

The immortals who were supposed to be high up, just because of the two of them, let him often come to this small mountain village, and he would come back from time to time to see.

Now, the eldest son is finally going to his place, and Mo He's mother feels that she can't drag Mo He back any longer.