Chapter 226: Agreed Bets

"Chixu Palace!", Mu Hao muttered softly, turned around and walked towards the ancient road leading to the Chixu Palace, he vaguely remembered that this ancient road was called the Ancient Path of Asking the Heart, and at the end of the Ancient Path of Asking the Heart, there were countless cultivation halls, the outer gate of the Red Void Palace.

"Although I almost gave my life there in this mission, I was able to receive three Creation Pills, and I also earned it!", a Red Void Palace slowly withdrew his gaze, and his tone was a little excited. With a slight sweep of his eyes, he saw Mu Hao who was gradually moving away, and his face showed a rare trace of gratitude: "But it's really thanks to this kid, otherwise I wouldn't be standing here safe and sound!"

"Hmm!", Liu Yan nodded slightly, Lianbu Shanshan, her beautiful eyes raised slightly, staring at the figure walking in the autumn wind. "Indeed, I owe Mu Hao a favor in this matter!". "Heh, Senior Brother Mu Hao will have to work harder in the palace examination in a few months and enter the inner door, at that time, all the senior brothers will cover you!" Several disciples of the Red Void Palace shouted towards Mu Hao's back, not hiding the gratitude in their words at all.

However, this last sentence made Liu Yan and the others frown slightly. Entering the inner door, the inner door not only pays attention to strength, but also pays attention to its potential, often strength is the display of potential, but for Mu Hao, whose foundation is destroyed, does he still have potential?

There was gloom in the crystalline eyes, Liu Yan was silent, and the rest of the disciples of the Red Void Palace also lowered their heads slightly and walked silently.

The autumn breeze is blowing, and on both sides of the ancient road, there are dead leaves falling in autumn, and the bright golden dead leaves shine poignant colors on the ground. The autumn wind blew, and countless dead leaves fluttered, like butterflies fluttering in the wind, filled with desolation and heaviness, and Liu Yan and the others were even more silent.

A road diverged at the end, the right side was leading to the outer gate disciple hall of the Chixu Palace, and the left side was leading to the inner gate disciple hall of the Chixu Palace, just like two completely different lives. Mu Hao raised his eyes and looked to the left, where the end was not the Sword Hall building, but the endless black peaks like ink, steep and strange, straight into the sky, and it was vaguely visible that the ice and snow accumulated on it were eternal, shining against the backdrop of autumn.

"Senior Sister Liu Yan, how does it feel to stand on it and look down on the picturesque mountains and rivers?", Mu Hao's lips moved slightly. Hearing this, Liu Yanjiao's body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes were also raised, looking at the undulating and winding peaks, she didn't know how to answer Mu Hao's question.

Liu Yan and other disciples of the Chixu Palace who had a good impression of Mu Hao were a little heavy in their hearts, and they looked at Mu Hao's back, their eyes were full of regret. The mottled shadows of the trees reflected on Mu Hao, Liu Yan and others, Liu Yan bit her teeth slightly, and then smiled: "Sometimes it is not the flowers at the end of the road that are the most delicate, and the flowers along the way can also bloom with brilliant beauty, and often it is not the scenery at the top of the peak that is the most beautiful, but on the mountainside!"

"But I like to stand on the top of the mountain, you can see the whole world!", Mu Hao looked at the sky in the distance, the sunlight was raging in the clouds and mist, Mu Hao raised his steps, step by step into the cold shadows of autumn, until he disappeared in the sight of Liu Yan and others. Mu Hao's back was deeply engraved in the depths of Liu Yan and the others' eyes, and the unfinished withered yellow fallen leaves flooded the ancient road in a prostrate posture.

"Senior Sister Liu Yan, do you think he will have a chance to stand on it?", a disciple of the Red Void Palace raised his head and looked at the peaks in the distance, his tone a little helpless. "Chao is wrong, fate is like the palm prints in the hand, who has ever changed these palm prints?", Liu Yan sighed suddenly, fluttered away, and walked to the left, which made more than tens of thousands of disciples of the outer sect of the Chixu Palace yearn for, the inner gate of the Chixu Palace.

Chao Cuo shook his head and glanced heavily at the direction Mu Hao left, "Mu Hao!"

The layers of jade pavilions are like sleeping beasts prostrate on the ground, filled with a faint coercion. There was even a terrifying sword roar in the sky above, tearing through the dappled afternoon sun.

Mu Hao's gaze swept slowly, and finally landed on the various buildings of the Red Void Palace, stored in the dazzling and dazzling sunlight, like the fairy palace in the clouds, but it was majestic. On it, a few words of wild grass can be vaguely seen: Red Void Palace. Just four words are full of earth-shattering edge, Mu Hao looked at these four words, and his ears seemed to sound the sound of ten thousand crisp swords.

"I'd better go back to my Shaohao Peak first!", Mu Hao closed his eyes slightly, looking at this mountain gate, in the past, he stepped out of this mountain gate to participate in the battle for the immortal tomb, many disciples of the outer gate of the Chixu Palace gathered here, looking at themselves as if they were looking at a joke, and the corners of his eyes were filled with ridicule and sneer.

"I will get back all the things that have been bullied. What once belonged, I will take it back one by one!", Mu Hao walked forward leisurely, but his figure was as straight as a sword in his hand, even the majestic mountain gate in front of him did not make him bend his waist, stepping on the bleak autumn wind, Mu Hao stepped into the Red Void Palace.

Mu Hao is like a killing god returning from hell, with his blood-stained sword, rushing into this world of wind and sunshine. This is a world where the grass is like human life, and this is also a magnificent era.

Under the vast starry sky, whether it is a humble beggar or an extraordinary-born noble son, she allows you to have dreams. Chixu Palace is such a stage, like a lonely boat sailing in this great era, maybe she can set off a monstrous wave, or it can be destroyed silently, and she can't splash any waves.

Mu Hao just broke into such an era leisurely, carrying a long sword, walking among the exquisite and classical buildings, the verdant ancient tree dragon bell old spiraling and twisting together, occasionally there is a milky way-like waterfall flowing down, splashing mist dotted with lush greenery, the falling sunset afterglow tore open the dense and dense sycamore, and fell on Mu Hao's body, his back was fiercely imprinted on the ancient road of conscience after many springs and autumns.

Mu Hao raised his head and looked at the rows of cultivation halls, the endless Xie Shui corridors, and the magnificent Yanwu Square from afar. Vaguely, Mu Hao could see the criss-crossing figures on the Yanwu Square, as well as the surging and surging sword qi, and the melodious and crisp sound of swords wafting between the palace houses

At the same time, Mu Hao also saw a famous disciple wearing a neat palace robe, looking either hurried or leisurely staggered through the Xie Shui corridor. Standing here, Mu Hao closed his eyes slightly, as if he felt like he was back in his student days.

After half a ring, Mu Hao opened his eyes and looked at the scarlet and blood-like remnant sun, the sunset rose and fell with each other, dotting the sky. Under the sky, this is the starting point to the unknown future, Mu Hao has a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and walks forward step by step towards the morning glow in the sky.

"Pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings!", the moon is full in the west pavilion, standing here can vaguely see the majestic and magnificent mountain gate in the distance. In the past, the pavilion was extremely deserted, but now the extraordinary figures of the Dao Yu are standing on the pavilion piled up with dead leaves, looking at the ancient road of conscience from afar.

"According to some senior brothers, when I saw Lord Mo Yan of the Heavenly Chosen Pavilion, he left the major forces with more than ten Flying Phoenix Qingluan, and I heard that something happened over there in the Immortal Tomb Competition!"

"The only thing that can alarm the Heavenly Chosen Pavilion is the Blood Blade. Why does this shady organization dare to run rampant in my central realm so unscrupulously!". "This matter is still the turn of us little people to be distressed, according to the speed of Feifeng Qingluan, the disciples who participated in the competition for the immortal tomb should be able to come back today!"

In the surging crowd, a tall young man chuckled, he had long hair like ink, and his skin was very fair, but his eyes were fierce, "I just want to know how many people can return safe and sound in this battle for the immortal tomb!"

After a pause, the young man's gaze turned slightly, looking at a figure standing not far away, a figure that was enough to make the eyes around him become fanatical and impatient. Under the bloody sunset, this beautiful shadow stands proudly, with a beautiful face and a fair complexion, making her like a beauty walking out of the picture of a lady, and the green silk rises slightly, like a goddess.

The woman's willow-like eyebrows were slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes were staring at the ancient road at dusk.

"In addition, I also want to know why, why did Senior Sister Xishang, who was tired of the noise in the past, appear here, could it be that among the disciples who participated in the competition for the Immortal Tomb this time, there are people who are worried about Senior Sister Xishang?", the young man seemed to be chatting casually, but his eyes did not move, and fell on this beautiful side face. There are often two kinds of people in this world, who are most likely to become the focus, one is the one who is as bright as the stars, and the other is the person who is as humble as dung, and this woman belongs to the former.

Countless eyes gathered on this woman, and the woman seemed to enjoy such a gaze very much, and her thin red lips outlined a bewitching charm, "Well, a person you dare not provoke but can only look up!"

"That's really unfortunate, in this outer gate of the Red Void Palace, except for the previous perverts, I, Pound, have not been afraid of anyone!", the young man's eyes flashed, standing in the crowd he was like a star arching moon.

"Heh, you Pound is afraid of the perverts in the first few years, but in his eyes, the perverts in the first few are stepping stones. Your gaze is looking at the inner gate, not the outer gate, but his gaze is not even the Central Realm, but the entire Seven Realms of Immortal Cultivation!", the woman smiled faintly, but her indifferent smile was sharp.

Hearing this, the young man who called himself Pound shrugged helplessly, "It seems that he is really laughing at Cangtian, but I don't understand, in the past, Senior Sister Smile and Xiaocangtian have never intersected, why do you miss him?"

"Brother Pound, often men and women get acquainted, and only a few seconds are enough!", the woman chuckled. "It's really cruel to hear this news in person!", the corners of Pound's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a slight straight face.

The woman's beautiful eyes were slightly offset, looking at this young man who was not weak in the outer gate of the Chixu Palace, "I also want to know, why does Senior Brother Pang De, who lingered in the Yanwu Hall in the past, stand here so leisurely?"

"Because I have an agreement with Xiao Cangtian!", a touch of anticipation appeared on the young man's fair cheeks, "This guy was ashamed to tell me before participating in the competition for the Immortal Tomb that he Xiao Cangtian could let more than a hundred disciples of the Red Void Palace survive, I didn't believe it, so I made a bet with him." ”。

"Oh!", the woman's beautiful eyes brightened slightly, "It just so happens that I also made a bet with Xiao Cangtian, but I don't know what your bet with him is?".

"I!", the young man grinned, his gaze slowly moved away from the woman's side face, looking at the bloody sunset: "If I lose, I, Pound, will laugh at the sky with him." ”。 As if hearing a joke, the woman smiled gracefully, and the corners of her mouth also outlined a playful smile, "It seems that Xiao Cangtian's ambition is not small, and he wants to bring the fifth place in the outer gate of the Red Void Palace." ”

"And what about your bet with him?", the man asked rhetorically, and the disciples of the Red Void Palace around him were also looking forward to it. "I!" the woman's teeth opened lightly, and her voice was as crisp as the crashing sound of a clear spring flowing through a mountain stream, "If I lose, I will become his smiling woman!"

As soon as the same words came out, the eyes of everyone standing on the pavilion changed. Hearing this, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said indignantly: "Xiao Cangtian is really a conceited guy, he can say such ridiculous and shameless words, but Senior Sister Xishang, if that guy really stepped on shit luck, and the disciples of the other major forces participating in this immortal tomb competition, all of them are straw bales, then there is really a chance for him to win, don't you really want to be his woman?"