Mu Xi stared at the group of cultivators in the distance with a look of shock in her eyes. Not only her, but also Yan Feng, who had always been arrogant, had shock and uncertainty on their faces.
The formation of the cultivators in front of her was not neat, but they were staggered. However, it gave Mu Xi a sense of interlocking teeth, and hints of murderous intent, just like the undercurrent surging at the bottom of the lake. The continuous battles also gave her the most direct perception of this team.
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The strength of these cultivators was not very strong, and they were only on par with her men. However, after several fierce battles, she did not gain any advantage over this team.
Her eyes fell on the young man in white at the center of the team, and she suddenly felt that this man might be her lifelong rival.
After several encounters, she admired this young cultivator for his rigorous commanding of battles, his unhurried and unhurried manner, and his air of a general. This man must be a core disciple trained by a certain sect. From the cultivators around him,
The reader can also see some clues. In order to protect him, he did not hesitate to give his life.
Mu Xi's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly stepped out of the queue and said in a loud voice: "My lord, Mu Xi, I'll say goodbye today. I'll see you on the battlefield tomorrow. Take care, sir!"
The team separated in the distance, and the young man in white came out and said with a smile: "No wonder, no wonder, the Miyako Mu clan is truly worthy of its reputation! Lin Qian is so polite!"
Mu Xi was shocked, and her face did not hide her surprise: "Brother Lin actually knows about the Gonghu Mu family. He is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable. This little girl admires it!"
The Mu clan is one of the five major clans in the demon world, and it is also the clan with the most branches. Even in the demon world, not everyone knows her origin. As a cultivator, Lin Qian can tell her origin in one sentence, which is really amazing.
Seeing that Mu Xi was cheerful and generous without any pretense, Lin Qian couldn't help but show some admiration in his eyes: "Goodbye today, take care of yourself, girl!"
Mu Xi smiled brightly and saluted: "Brother Lin, have a good trip!"
Seeing the figure disappear, Yan Feng said angrily: "Are we just going to let them escape like this?"
Mu Xi glanced at him: "Can we stop them?"
Yan Feng was suffocated, and he argued forcefully: "If we hold them back, wait until several other adults arrive to form an encirclement..."
"Then we don't need to do anything else." Mu Xi interrupted him and said calmly: "Don't forget what we are here to do!"
Yanfeng was speechless.
"I'm afraid this person will become your great enemy!" The middle-aged man next to Mu Xi said with a solemn expression and some worry.
Mu Xi combed her hair and said with a smile: "There are so many adults in the army, who is it that I should be the one to solve this problem?"
"Your Majesty, you are too modest!" The middle-aged man also said with a smile. He was convinced that Mu Xi would have a bright future in the future. Yan Feng curled his lips in disapproval at the side, but did not say anything to make people angry.
Lin Qian and his party quickly escaped. They fought fiercely with this demon army several times in the past few days, and both sides suffered casualties. Lin Qian's face was as calm as water, calm and calm, and there was no trace of impatience or anxiety. The cultivators accompanying him were well-trained.
, strict discipline, no one talks too much.
Among the mountains, melodious bells can be heard, and an inconspicuous small temple is located here. The yellow temple walls are covered with vines and gray-green tiles. There are many stone Buddha statues placed in the temple, which are lifelike.
.There has just been a light rain, and the air is filled with the sweet smell of wet grass. The remaining rainwater from the tiles slides along the eaves, like broken pearls, and the puddles hitting the bluestone make a really nice sound.
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In the main hall of the small temple, two people are kneeling and meditating.
"Brother, during this trip, I'm afraid I won't have time to visit my brother again!" The young Zen monk was a little reluctant to leave. He was dressed in a navy blue monk's robe, spotless, with a handsome face, and a pair of eyes with a faint light flowing.
He looks to be no more than 20 years old, and his heroic demeanor exudes calmness. Sitting on his knees on a futon, one can still feel his high-spirited spirit.
The elder Zen Xiu said with a gentle smile: "You can go on your own and you will always come back."
The light yellow monk's robe on his body has been washed countless times and has turned white, with traces of sewing everywhere. There is no trace of spiritual power on his body, and he is no different from ordinary people.
"Well, I have told the people below that the monthly routine will be delivered on time!" Young Chanxiu said softly: "I will be back soon."
The senior brother waved his hand and smiled calmly: "You know I don't need those external things."
"That's not possible!" The young Zen cultivator straightened his back and said seriously: "Brother, please promise me to take good care of yourself, so that I can go out with peace of mind. Jiuqu Yindan is still short of a few spiritual herbs. It just so happens that I am going out this time.
It’s a good idea to search for it. Once the Jiuqu Yindan is refined, senior brother’s cultivation level will be restored. Well, let’s see who dares to show off to senior brother then!”
At the end of the sentence, a trace of evil flashed in his eyes.
"Junior brother, you have violated the precept of anger." Huangpao Zenxiu said calmly.
"Senior brother, you taught me the right lesson." Young Zen Xiu quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
“Don’t miss out on meditating when you go out.”
"yes."
Yi Zheng looked back at the small temple behind the mountain, soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky. Not long after flying, several people came towards him. When he saw who they were, Yi Zheng couldn't help but frown slightly.
The opponent quickly discovered Yi Zheng, and his flying speed immediately slowed down.
"I heard that junior brother is about to leave for a long distance, congratulations!" The visitor smiled and talked and held his hands.
Yi Zheng saluted calmly: "You are all loved and protected by all the senior brothers."
The two parties chatted for a few more words, and both realized that the other party had no intention of talking more, so they left.
Yi Zheng was not in a good mood originally, but now he is in an even worse mood. This group of people are disciples of Master Cui. The sect is now prosperous, with many disciples, and there are more and more incidents of overt and covert fighting.
Yi Zheng's master has never come back since he traveled abroad. He was raised by his senior brother, who is extremely talented. Among this generation of disciples, he has been among the top ten for a long time, and the elders in the sect are very optimistic about him. No.
I thought that during a mission, my senior brother was seriously injured. Although his life was saved, his cultivation was completely gone.
From then on, their lineage declined even more. The senior brother went to the Shifo Temple to recuperate, and Yi Zheng was thirteen years old at the time. From then on, he worked harder and harder. Fortunately, although the senior brother had lost all his cultivation, he was still able to guide him in his cultivation.
.In the last Zen test within the sect, he won the fifteenth place in one fell swoop, and re-entered the sight of the elders in the sect, so he won this mission.
According to the rules of the sect, disciples have a monthly routine. However, this routine is barely enough for daily practice. Other disciples are rewarded by their masters, but Yi Zheng can only rely on other means, such as guiding the disciples below to practice. This is his most important
Income resources. The sect is quite generous to its disciples, and the rewards for various tasks are very generous. However, there are many disciples in the sect and there are many talents, and the competition in this area is the most fierce. In the past, he was simply unable to compete.
Until this time.
After tidying up a bit, he decided to go down the mountain.
He had long been familiar with the content of the mission, and during the flight, he began to think about it secretly. This mission was not complicated. A small sect found a very strange deep cave.
He has not come out yet. What he has to do is to find out what is going on in the cave, and then report back to the sect.
After flying for ten consecutive days, he finally arrived at the sect where the incident occurred, Yideng Sect.
Before Ma Fan woke up, Zuo Mo was pulled by Pu Yao to Mo Shuimingkong again.
"Pu, what does that Teng family Tiannan have to do with you?" Zuo Mo asked. He could see that Pu Yao cared a lot about Nanyue. With his virtue of being a close friend, he took the initiative to teach others sorcery. He was like the sun.
Come out to the west.
Moreover, Zuo Mo saw that Pu Yao's intention was not just to teach Nan Yue the "Tiannan Archery".
"After the old man." Pu Yao said calmly.
Pu Yao's answer also confirmed Zuo Mo's guess, and he immediately asked curiously: "What kind of magic is "Tiannan Archery"? Is it a magic using arrows?"
"A very strong sorcery."
Pu Yao's answer was a bit evasive, but Zuo Mo paid more attention to it. The magic that Pu Yao said was very powerful must be very powerful!
Zuo Mo's spirit of gossip was completely aroused by Pu Yao Liao Liao's few words. Just when he was about to get to the bottom of it, Nan Yue came.
Nan Yue saluted Zuo Mo respectfully: "Sir!"
In the last exam, she stole the show and caused a sensation in the whole house. Her status in the house soared. Several teachers came to hope to recruit her as a student, but they were all politely rejected by her. She did not learn anything profound.
Witchcraft, but the guidance of adults opened a new window for her.
She believes that even without "Tiannan Archery", she can still find a way.
It was the epiphany during this period that made her respect Zuo Mo even more. His strength is really unfathomable! In her eyes, there is a huge gap between the teachers in the house and him.
"Well, here we come." Zuo Mo responded in a pretentious manner and asked casually: "Have you had any problems recently? If you have any questions, just ask."
Nan Yue suppressed the excitement in her heart and raised the issues she had been thinking about these days.
Because it only involved small magic, Zuo Mo didn't bother to throw the question directly to Pu Yao, but tried to answer it himself. Zuo Mo had been hanging out with Pu Yao for a long time, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he came into contact with the theory of magic.
Nanyue didn't know how profound it was. Thanks to this, he looked at the problem from a deeper perspective. Nanyue's eyes lit up and he nodded constantly.
For Zuo Mo, this was not a big or small test. Among the questions raised by Nan Yue, there were two questions that he had not considered, and they touched him quite a lot.
After answering some questions, Nan Yue smiled happily and was filled with joy, while Zuo Mo was sweating profusely and breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be a shame if you didn’t answer any question!
And it's still embarrassing in front of the demon...
Just as Zuo Mo was having these nonsensical thoughts in his mind, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Nanyue! Nanyue!"
Zuo Mo raised his head and saw a group of people, oh no, a group of monsters, waving towards Nan Yue and running over happily.
