The white moonlight is pale, and the Mingyuan Villa is inlaid with various crystals, illuminating the surrounding pavilions as bright as day.
In the room across the formation, there were constant screams and tears falling on the bed.
In the Dongzhou Pavilion, friends were called to each other, wine cups were exchanged, and laughter could be heard.
After a night of carnival, in the early morning of the next morning, the practitioners of Dongzhou, Sibu, and Tianqi were all fast asleep, and they didn't wake up until the sun rose.
When the morning breeze blows, a sunrise slowly rises from behind the high eaves and walls.
On top of the eaves, Mu Ruge sat quietly, looking at the Dongzhou Pavilion where practitioners gathered together from a distance.
There are too many things that she can't figure out.
Why did he lose to Liu Yaner?
Lost to a great spiritual master?
Mu Ruge closed her eyes and lay down. The sycamore tree behind the house was full of spiritual energy. Its branches lowered and touched Mu Ruge's cheek.
Mu Ruge still didn't open her eyes, but pushed the branches aside with her hands, and uttered a few words: "Don't make trouble..." The male disciple under Lingxu searched for a long time in Mingyuan Villa, and finally
I found Mu Ruge sleeping on the eaves.
The male disciple looked at the eaves in surprise. The blue tiles were covered with sycamore flowers, and the sycamore branches were intertwined into a quilt, which was spread lightly on Mu Ruge's body.
"Junior Sister Mu, Master is looking for you everywhere. It's time for us to return to Zhonglin Mountain."
The male disciple said softly.
Seeing that Mu Ruge didn't respond for a long time, the male disciple hesitated for a moment, and then his voice rose a little higher: "Junior sister Mu..." Before the male disciple could say a complete sentence, he saw the sycamore branches split into countless pieces, strong winds and thunder.
Now, a figure suddenly appeared.
Mu Ruge grabbed the male disciple's neck, ran forward, crushed a wall, flew out, and pressed the male disciple against a century-old towering tree.
"It's so noisy..." Mu Ruge lazily raised his eyes, as cold as cold and as murderous.
The male disciple was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime. He swallowed his saliva in fear and did not dare to say another word.
Mu Ruge let go of the male disciple, with a bloody murderous look in her eyes. She gently raised her left hand, and a huge blue orb appeared in her palm.
Mu Ruge's eyes tightened, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she suddenly crushed the green beads in her palms. Wisps of green light branched out like branches, spreading along Mu Ruge's limbs and merging into every inch of her skin.
, every bone is horrified! At the same time, Mu Ruge's power becomes more and more terrifying, like a demon that has fallen into the world and massacres everywhere. The evil and cruel aura is terrifying and gives nightmares every night.
The male disciple was so frightened that his legs became weak and he collapsed to the ground. The figure standing in the strong wind was reflected in his eyes.
Mu Ruge pulled out the Emperor-Slaying Sword, and saw streams of green light pouring into the Emperor-Slaying Sword. The majesty of the weapon spirit inside changed again. In a moment, it had been promoted several levels and was already a holy-level weapon spirit! Mu Ruge
Her own strength is also changing. After breaking through several levels in a row, she has become a twelfth-level Xuanling Master! "Female...Emperor..." Mu Ruge murmured softly, her red lips parting into a mocking smile.
Mu Ruge carried the knife and walked towards the attic, which had fallen silent after a night of laughter... She... would never lose... Not long after, Master Lingxu came in a hurry and saw the male disciple who was slumped on the ground and looked pale and frightened.
, asked: “Where is Ruge?”
The male disciple pointed in the direction of the Dongzhou Pavilion: "Go...go there..." Craftsman Lingxu took a deep breath and caught a ray of blue light that was about to dissipate in the sky.
"This..." Craftsman Lingxu glanced at the direction of Dongzhou Pavilion, gritted his teeth, and ran in the opposite direction.
Walk through the colorful peach blossom forest and arrive at the quiet riverside.
One river, one boat, one fisherman.
Wen Min sat quietly by the river, fishing alone.
A fish was swimming around the hook, and just as he was about to take the bait, the wind and peach blossoms started blowing, and the sound of rapid footsteps made the fish run away in fright.
Wen Min took off the bamboo hat, revealing a face with gentle eyebrows.
"Master Lingxu, you scared my fish away."
Wen Min said.
"When something big happens, Mu Ruge is like an independent person, completely out of my control."
Master Lingxu asked anxiously: "Lord Wen Min, what should we do?"
Wen Min looked at the slightly rippled river surface with a kind and kind expression. When he heard Master Lingxu's words, he did not rush to answer. Instead, he put down his fishing rod, picked up two peach blossoms on the ground, and crushed them in an empty cup.
Then, Wen Min picked up the teapot, poured a cup of scalding hot tea, and handed the teacup to Master Lingxu: "Since you're here, let's have a drink and see how this Mingyuan Peach Blossom Tea tastes."
Seeing Wen Min's lukewarm appearance, Master Lingxu became even more anxious. However, Wen Min only kept passing the tea and showed no sign of speaking.
With no other choice, Master Lingxu had no choice but to take Wen Min's tea cup and drink the peach blossom tea in one gulp.
The peach blossom tea tastes sweet in the mouth and lingers on the lips and teeth. After three breaths, the bitter taste surges out of the stomach and goes straight to the throat, making Master Lingxu's five senses squeeze together in bitterness.
Master Lingxu quickly poured a cup of tea and drank it, but it was still very bitter.
Wen Min pointedly said: "Master Lingxu, the more anxious this person is, the easier it is for him to make mistakes.
Just like this cup of peach blossom tea, if you are leisurely and elegant, admiring the flowers and watching the moon, it will naturally be mellow.
If you are extremely anxious, you will only become more and more bitter.
You try it, calm down, and you will find a different flavor."
Master Lingxu had no choice but to listen to Wen Min and try to calm down.
Sure enough, as Master Lingxu said, the calmer the mind, the lighter the bitter taste in the throat.
When he was completely calm, a mellow sweetness came over him.
The subtle and strange feeling at that moment made Master Lingxu temporarily forget about Mu Ruge.
"The Divine Green Pearl was crushed by her. She seems to have gone to find the Empress..." Master Lingxu said.
"You made her so lifelike that she even had human impulses."
Wen Min said.
"Nothing like this has ever happened before, not in the history of craftsmen."
Master Lingxu frowned.
Only then did he frown slightly, and Master Lingxu felt a bitter taste in his mouth again, so he had to take a deep breath to calm himself down.
The bitter taste in peach blossom tea is really intolerable to people.
"The source of everything lies in the empress."
Wen Min fiddled with the tea set and said slowly.
"Empress?
Why...?"
Master Lingxu was confused.
"The Empress is a person of divine punishment and the owner of a dual destiny star. If you dare to steal the Empress' divine energy and refine it into wood, you must be prepared for her to be out of control."
Wen Min said: "The empress is a monster, an exception in the world. She is clearly a punisher from God, but she has great opportunities and has unlimited longevity and happiness.
Can you imagine that a girl in her twenties can be blessed with divine punishment, good fortune and long life?
It was precisely because of the fear of the empress that Mu Ruge went out of her way.
Even if she is one ten thousandth like the empress, it is enough for her to have the empress's style and character."
Hearing this, Master Lingxu pursed his lips tightly, seeming to understand.
"Then what should Mu Ruge do if she goes to find the Empress..." "Let her find it. She has the same spirit of refusing to admit defeat as the Empress."
Wen Min said: "This is also a good thing."
"Good thing?"
"Since you want her to completely replace the Empress, it would be a good thing if she can have close contact with the Empress."
"..." Craftsman Lingxu suddenly realized it as if waking up from a dream. He put down his anxious heart and drank another cup of peach blossom tea poured by Craftsman Lingxu.
After drinking the tea this time, I felt a floral fragrance on my lips and teeth, and a sweetness in my throat, which was completely different from the extreme bitterness just now.
"Master Lingxu, is there still no news from Master Kong?"
Wen Min asked.
"No."
Craftsman Lingxu shook his head: "I sent people to look for it everywhere, but it was as if it had disappeared from the world and could not be found."
"How could this be so..." Wen Min lowered her eyes and looked at the mouth of the cup.
Master Lingxu asked tentatively: "Lord Wen Min, I heard that every inch of the bones in the body were broken by the void, and the monsters in the body were absorbed, and he turned into an old man for a while.
Will he... be gone..." Wen Min put down the teacup gently: "No, he is still alive, and his destiny star is still on."
"Then why did it disappear without a trace in the world and can't be found?"
Craftsman Lingxu’s eyes were slightly red, with tears streaming down his face, and he choked with sobs: “Kong Kong and I have been close friends for many years, and now that something like this happened to him, I feel really sad.
His long-cherished wish has not yet been fulfilled, how could it be like this..." "His long-cherished wish will be fulfilled by me."
When Wen Min spoke, the fishing rod on the side moved. Wen Min smiled: "Fish, you're hooked."
Wen Min lifted the fishing rod placed on one side and pulled it in suddenly. Water splashed everywhere and the fish flopped and fell into the wooden barrel.
"I still need some appetizers..." Wen Min smiled.
"appetizer?"
Master Lingxu narrowed his eyes, puzzled.
A white shadow fell from the sky and landed next to Wen Min. He knelt down on one knee and raised his hands: "Master Wen, the star essence of the two Tianji masters has been crushed."
Xingyuan...the center of the Tianji Master's body is as important as the Dantian of a spiritual practitioner.
A Tianji master without Xingyuan is the same as a useless person.
Xingyuan is almost always between Tianji Master's eyebrows.
"I heard that the female Celestial Master is about to awaken the Seven-Star Eyes?"
Wen Min carried the teapot and poured the tea into the cup. The fragrance of peach blossoms was overwhelming. The sound of tea falling into the cup, accompanied by the cold and wet wind in front of the river, gave off a strange feeling.
"Her eyes were taken away and given to Lord Fuxi as shown by Lord Wen."
The man in white said.
Wen Min smiled.
In the Tianji Tower, there was a bang. Fu Xi threw the brocade box in his hand out and glared at the visitor: "What is this...?"
"It's... it's... Yun Yuexia's eyes..." At that moment, Fuxi's eyes lit up with a dazzling white light.
He backed away crazily, shouting, until he fell in front of the bed, shaking his head wildly, his face full of pain and disbelief.
Fuxi quickly closed her eyes and tried to open them again, but there was still a white light... How could a young child know the dangers and bloody cruelty of the world?
If you can't tie the happy knot, you won't dare to open your eyes.
Fuxi closed her eyes tightly, tears pouring out continuously.
"Sister...Xiao Xi is incompetent..." "Master Fu Xi?"
The attendant patted Fu Xi's shoulder, and Fu Xi's body suddenly trembled. He held the attendant's hand and said, "Quickly, write a letter for me and send it to my sister."
"yes!"
The attendant helped Fuxi to the desk. Fuxi said, and the attendant wrote.
The guard finished writing the letter and sneaked out. As soon as he left the Tianji Tower, a man in white came and blocked the guard's way.
The man in white shook his hands slightly, tied the guard's body with the rope, and then threw the guard to the ground.
"What a careless thing."
The man in white finished dealing with the guards and walked into Fuxi's room.
"Xiaoshan, why are you... no... you are not Xiaoshan..." Fuxi moved back: "Who are you..." "What a pity. A pair of seven-star pupils, Mr. Fuxi, you should really open your eyes and see clearly.
, your sister is going to die."
The man in white smiled.
"No..." Fu Xi gritted her teeth: "Don't even think about harming her."
"It's just a disaster, she deserves death! It's not that we want to harm her, it's her fate that deserves it."
After the man in white finished speaking, the rope was swung, and the bloody attendant was thrown down the hill at Fuxi's feet: "Stop making meaningless struggles. You have the Seven-Star Eyes. You are still young and are rare.
genius.
What a pity, you are too stupid, good birds choose trees to roost, what's the harm in following Lord Wen Min, you must devote yourself to the Empress of Dongzhou."
"What a pity, the empress and you are both going to perish..." The man in white walked out of the house, the door closed, and a confinement formation covered the surroundings of the house.
Fuxi closed her eyes and hugged Xiaoshan's body, "Xiaoshan... Xiaoshan... how are you... are you okay..." Xiaoshan's body convulsed and trembled violently, his mouth kept bleeding, and his breath was like a gossamer: