Botu Mountain, the mountains with heavy rocks and shadows, are still sleepy in the delicate and soft aura, covered with a cicada-like mist, covering their faces with affection, and shyly avoiding Mo Ye's scrutiny.

In the light gauze mist, strange rocks stand in a forest, abruptly undulating, and the blue-brown mountain stones flash with muscles and bones in the bright sun. Botu Mountain is more desolate than it was more than ten years ago, and the verdant mountains seem to have been smashed under the boulders, leaving only a little green to set off the shadow of the blue and brown stones.

Mo Xie raised his eyebrows and drew a voice of surprise. Have there been too many holy criminals on Botu Hill over the years? The grass on the mountain has been eaten up.

Lust jumped twice in the sea of Moxidan, pouting, and scolding. "The stinky saint's realm is not high, and he provokes the great saint every day and hides."

Mo Ye s eyebrows were frowning, and he was desperate, and he returned to the hidden Dao Secret, a little dangerous, and a fierce man plunged into the Danhai, how can he not suffocate you. Mo Xie was angry about this, and when he was looking for desire, there was no shadow. Mo Xie shook his head helplessly, that guy had a very big face, and he knew that he was scolding him, but he didn't know the sound of his fart.

The stars were shining, and Mo Xie flew towards the crystal gate of Botu Mountain. The fog in front of him was fierce and solemn, and the faint figures of the two bodies gradually emerged from the fog. "Who broke into Botu Mountain".

Mo Ye was stunned, this place is still dozens of miles away from the crystal gate of Botu Mountain, how did he enter Botu Mountain, could it be that Botu Mountain has expanded again. "In the next hundred generations, the young master came to visit Yan Ran in charge."

The figure in the fog was silent for a moment, and a condensed gaze shot out of his eyes. I didn't have a good way. "Yan Ran's term of office has expired, and he will return to Qionglai Cave with his master Wang Sheng."

Mo Xie sighed, it was too late. "Holy friend, the old saint who guards the crystal vault is still alive."

"He's dead, walk ten miles east, there is his grave in the barren land, where to find it." The figure in the fog didn't think twice, and seemed to know very well about this matter.

Mo Ye felt a tightness in his chest. The corners of my heart ached. The sad expression was fixed on the sad face, and he looked down at the Jiaoyang hiding in the clouds, but he didn't expect the old saint to be like this remnant sun, and the curtain went away early.

After Mo Xie thanked, the starlight turned into a bright red meteor in the sunset, dragging a long lonely tail and flying towards the barren land.

After a few sucks, a low dirt slope rises. The bare mountain, with large and small stone bumps, seemed to be smashed by an external force and piled up in the grass. There were no trees on the barren rocks, and there were not even weeds in the cracks of the stones.

The bare gravel, like an earthquake, rolled down from the stone slope, looking unusually strange in the afterglow of the setting sun, Mo Ye looked at the stones rolling down under his feet, these stones were not naturally weathered, but more like someone had carefully chiseled them.

The sunset was quiet and lonely, slowly climbing on the low barren stone hills, and a black shadow cut off half of the hillside. Following Mo Ye's footsteps in climbing the mountain, Mo Ye stopped walking, and fine sweat dripped down his cheeks.

On the corner of his mouth facing the faint glow, a subtle smile floated out. Hung bitterly on Mo Ye's face, the old saint played everything so secretly, and when he died, he made a grave bag and set up a forbidden space, and he was bald in a hundred feet. Mo Xie is like a four-legged monkey, crawling with his hands and feet.

A ray of afterglow sprinkled on Mo Ye's back, and the setting sun converged into a soft red glow. In the thick clouds and mist in the sky, squeezing out a little gap, revealing a charming face, bursting out of a crimson gaze, the curtain is blurred, and the sky full of sunset gradually fades color. Mo Ye wiped his sweat and stopped in front of a huge stone.

As Mo Xie straightened up, the gravel under his feet stopped rolling and seemed to be sticking together. Mo Xie's eyes condensed into two sparks, and disappeared into the depths of his eyes in an instant. In front of me is a small stone road, very flat, as if it is surrounded by this huge boulder on the mountain.

Mo walked along the stone road strangely. After going around for half a circle, in the gray night, I saw a small piece of stone field, the stone field was only a zhangxu, and the four corners were lit with dim night crystal lights. Mo Ye's eyelids jumped as if he was frightened, did the old saint want to be immortal? Mo Xie has been in the Holy Realm for so long, and it is the first time he has seen a saint build a tomb for himself.

Mo Xie borrowed the dim night crystal lamp to look at the huge boulder, an unformed old and ugly stone face carved into the stone. The emaciated face, the furrows and wrinkles, and the haggard demeanor carve the face of half an old saint vividly.

The lips were slightly open, the teeth were carved very vividly, and the place where a tooth was missing was a hole in a black hole, and the corners of Mo Ye's mouth grinned, suspecting that the old saint had not been able to carve half of his face in time before he died, and finally got into the tooth hole.

Mo Ye looked back at the heavy night sky, the sky heavily smeared, and the stars shimmered faintly. The moon had not yet risen, and the barren stone mountain was particularly cold, and the wisps of cool breeze blew wet mist, condensing on the cold stones, like leaching sweat droplets.

Mo Ye wandered around the dark stone road, and the boulder had no special place except for the fact that it looked a little eerie and terrifying, like a ghost. Only the occasional wind shouted an evil tune, swept up the dust on the ground, and blinded Mo Xie's eyes, and could not condense a few tears to meet the sorrow of the wind.

Bypassing the boulder, Mo Xie rubbed his eyes and sat in front of the wordless stone tablet, took out the crystal tripod from the holy bag, put in a fire devouring crystal, and exhaled a fiery red crystal mist, and the cold and barren stone hill suddenly rose with a warm current, driving the gloomy cold air to fade down the mountain.

An amethyst teapot appeared in Mo Ye's hand, and the sound of tinkling water flowed in. Whoop, shook a few times. A piece of purple water splashed on the stone floor, and a cool and sweet breath rose. Mo Ye took a deep breath and exclaimed in his heart.

Ding Dong, the amethyst teapot filled half a pot of spring water and gently placed it on the crystal mist. The fiery red mist instantly enveloped the amethyst teapot, the color of the pot was pale, and the turquoise spring water reflected the body of the pot.

Mo Ye took out a small packet of ethereal white tea from the holy bag, opened it gently, straightened his nose slightly, and made a cicada chirp. Took a small pinch and put it in the amethyst teapot. Close the lid. Take out a pair of amethyst teacups, soak them and place them in front of you. "Old saint, the disciple is coming back late, I will accompany you to have tea tonight."

Mo Xie stared at the churning red mist, thoughtfully watching the transparent amethyst tea change color, the turquoise color faded, the milky white milk mist dissolved from the tea leaves, and the oil floated on the emerald green water surface with small bubbles. Round and round. It slowly dissolves into the emerald green water, lightening the color of the water.

The water of the amethyst pot was churning, and the milky tea fragrance permeated the Zhangxu stone field, and the gusts of night wind condensed violently in the air, locking the rich tea fragrance around the wordless stone tablet.

On the blue sky, a cold glow shines through the soft clouds. Slowly showing his face from the far sky. The cold moonlight, crystal warm, surrounded by the bright moon rising, the clear light reflects a round of colored circles, like a faint sorrow, full of tender girl's beautiful eyes.

The soft light, a faint black shadow swayed. Long, elusive shadows slowly peek through the tooth holes of the black holes. Sitting leisurely across from Jingding, his green eyes staring at the amethyst teapot with the lid jumping. "Mo Shengyou, my half-dead soul can make you hungry to death if you don't die."

Mo Xie laughed wickedly, picked up the amethyst teapot, sipped half a cup of white tea, and handed it to the black shadow. "Old saint, whoever dies, I don't believe that you can die".

The black shadow slowly became cloudy, wrinkles criss-crossed, and the white-haired old saint took the amethyst teacup and smiled. "Mo Shengyou, with five hundred miles of divine sense, the sage is really incomparable."

Mo Xie picked up the amethyst cup and shook it in front of his nose and sniffed it. A faint smile. "Old saint, this has nothing to do with divine consciousness, there is a strong aura on the deceitful divine soldier, how can I not tell it."

The old saint's mysterious eyes, mysterious waves flowed back and forth, and after taking a sip of tea, the spiral lines on his face stretched out. "Hehehe, Mo Shengyou, I will underestimate you, let's talk about your conditions."

Poof, red flames flashed across Mo Ye's eyebrows. Like a thunderclap, the shock will be stunned. The dark gray pupils burst into sparks from time to time, flickering and flickering, looking Mo Ye up and down. The fiery eyes focused violently. Pointing at Mo Ye. "Boy, there is yours".

Mo Xie smiled faintly and took out a crystal bubble and handed it to Bi Xinzi. Picked up the amethyst teacup and sipped it.

Bi Xinzi took the crystal bubble and glared at Mo Ye fiercely. Hmm, saliva. "Boy, be particular, you say that you are honoring me with this tea."

Bi Xin glanced at the crystal bubble in a hurry. Holding an amethyst teacup. "Go back and look at this thing, drink tea first, and say the conditions."

Mo Xie looked at the gluttonous worms in Bixinzi's stomach and looked anxious, and smiled hehehehe. Divine Sense. "There is Piaofang Divine Consciousness in the Ethereal Peak, as long as you can retrieve Piaofang's holy body from the Demon City, she promises to open the puppet domain, and you can retrieve the 'Heavenly Creation'."

"Where is the Fallen Soul Green Crystal". Bi Xinzi's white eyebrows locked, he didn't expect Mo Ye to offer such a condition.

"What is the Fallen Soul Green Crystal?" she didn't say. Soon, the Sanctuary will be auctioned off for an ethereal time, and the old saint can be sure to auction it." Mo Xie's face was flat, his words were not in a hurry, and he looked at Bi Xinzi without a heartbeat. Mo Xie couldn't see the realm of Bixinzi clearly, and after thinking about it again and again, Mo Xie was still determined to try Bixinzi, if the Ethereal Peak was taken away by other Sacred Domain Gate Sects. It's easier said than done.

"I'll do this, I need help like Piaofang." Bi Xinzi wondered in his heart, what kind of medicine is sold in this Mo evil gourd. Take advantage of all the benefits, what does this kid want.

"Old saint, shoot the ethereal peak, find the Piaofang Demon Body, I will take you to see Piaofang, there is only one thing to ask for afterwards, hand over the Red Sun Divine Soldier to me, I will go to the insect domain to break through." Mo Xie knew that he was full of doubts and threw out his own conditions.

"Deal". Bi Xinzi simply agreed, people are not for the destruction of heaven and earth, it turns out that Mo Ye is for the Red Sun Divine Soldier. The red light flashed in the palm of Bi Xinzi's hand, and a delicate hilt of the sword flashed. smiled and put it in front of Mo Xie.

Mo Ye was stunned. This must be too refreshing, I just said it casually, and I really handed over the Red Sun Divine Soldier to myself. Mo Ye's eyes were wide, and the hand holding the amethyst teacup trembled.

Bixin smiled, and pressed the hilt of the Red Sun Sword to stop Mo Xie from trembling with his outstretched hand. "Mo Shengyou, I also have a condition, take out some more tea from you."

Poof, Mo Ye almost didn't squirt out all the tea in his mouth. (To be continued......)