Chapter 183: Muyuan

The old man turned around and glanced at Su Yue, but he showed a funny look.

Chen Neng is better. Although his cultivation is not high, his qi and blood are strong, his skin is rough and thick, and his physical cultivation is not small on the battlefield. What about Su Yue? In his opinion, it was just ordinary, and he was killed on the battlefield.

"Have you thought about it?"

But since they wanted to go voluntarily, the old man had no reason to refuse, but asked blankly.

"Yes, please give me a convenience."

Su Yue said with a fist, and then Chen Neng also clenched his fist.

The subordinate relationship is clear at a glance, but it makes the old man's eyes a little surprised.

However, as his identity, he naturally won't know more about it. After a faint nod, he looked to the other side. In this short period of time, there were several people coming. The four spiritual platform three floors and two two two floors should know each other, and may even be related to the same door. The four spiritual platform and three-level monks are all middle-aged people. Three men and one woman, both on the second floor are women. They are young and seem to be their daughters.

"Wait, we are also going to the magic battlefield."

There are people in the heavenly demon battlefield. It is rare to drag their family and mouth like this. The old man with his eyes closed slightly and said for a long time.

"Yes."

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back. A wooden monk came with a strange look. He looked at the crowd as if he were looking at the people who were about to die.

He casually took out a few blank jade slips and said.

"Everyone leaves a trace of divine consciousness in it. When the magic battlefield changes rapidly, no one can take care of you. If you die, the divine consciousness in the jade Jane will disappear, and the jade Jane will naturally break up. If you are still alive, the Jade Jane will naturally be fine..."

The three men and three women seem to have known these things for a long time, and there is no doubt about it. They directly imprinted the divine knowledge into this jade slip.

Chen Neng shook his head and frowned.

"I'm a physical training..."

Physical cultivation does not cultivate divine consciousness. In the battle with Su Yue, the remaining divine consciousness is even more scattered, so for him, there is no difference between leaving his own divine consciousness in this jade simple.

The wooden monk looked at him up and down, as if he found that Chen Neng was extraordinary, and his face was also slightly normal, and he said.

"It's okay."

He looked at Su Yue again. The latter's eyes were about to put his consciousness into it, but he was stopped by Ye Xiao.

"Don't worry."

Ye Xiao's sneer echoed in his mind.

"There is a kind of jade slip, called soul jade slips. The direct descendants of a big family like the Mu family have soul jade slips in the family. Once the jade slip is broken, it will fall, and the Mu family can receive the news immediately. This is not a soul jade slip, but a very ordinary blank jade slip, although it can be distinguished by divine consciousness. Death, but what's more important is not here, but with this jade Jane, the Mu family is equivalent to holding a treasure that can find you at any time. With a little sense of the great monk, he can find you. You should know that your trip has a different purpose, so you must do some tampers..."

"There is such a strange thing..."

Su Yue was awe-inspiring in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He took Yu Jian with one hand and seemed to be ready.

"I have a little trick to teach you and put the divine thoughts into it. After half a month, I will dissipate, and no one will find you at that time."

A formula passed to Su Yue is a small means, which is not very profound. It is basically not difficult for Su Yue, who has practiced the nine-turn refining god. It is easy to use it out. A trace of divine knowledge is put into the jade slip and handed back to the Mu family monk.

"Come with me."

The monk of the Mu family had no doubt about him and took a few people to walk forward. The magnificent wooden house was much more magnificent than the palace, but this was just an appearance. He did not hide anything. He stood directly in front of a palace, pushed the door open, and ripples, leading to the small world.

There are many entrances and exits like this, but they are guarded.

After he showed the token, the guarded monk stepped out of the way and the group stepped into it.

When you open your eyes again, it is another place. At a glance, the mountains and rivers are beautiful. Many people meditate here. The four seasons are like spring and full of aura.

Everyone is above the spiritual realm, or an old man or a young man, who looks extraordinary.

"Is this the small world?"

Su Yue looked up at the sky, still blue, but he no longer had the feeling of looking up, as if there was an end to this day.

The evolution of a world is not more than ten thousand miles in fact.

"Don't look around, let me go."

The wooden monk saw that several people were stunned, and his arrogance was even more obvious. He walked forward with his hands behind his back.

In Giant Deer City, the Mu family is the overlord, and there is no need to give face to anyone.

"The breath of the cheek..."

The strange thing is that after coming to this small world, Su Yue did not feel the breath of Qi'er, which was completely contrary to his expectation. In the outside world, through the door of an illusory space, he sensed the breath of Qi'er, but why did he not feel it after entering the small world?

This bad news made him feel bad. He happened to have arrived at his destination, but it was a forest, which looked endless, but in fact it was just an illusion.

This is the way to the battlefield of heaven and demons.

There are a large number of wooden monks in the Tianmo battlefield. Every once in a while, there are newcomers to supplement, Su Yue and others.

He noticed that there were thirty-two wooden monks who were going to the battlefield this time, plus their eight scattered practitioners were forty.

These wooden monks have been unable to wait for a long time. When they saw Su Yue and his party coming, there were only eight people, and they couldn't help sneering.

"Sure enough, they are all dareless rats. When I heard that the demon suddenly became powerful, I was afraid."

The wooden monk who led the way brought them and said.

"These eight people are the Taoist friends who volunteered to go to the battlefield of Tianmo this time. My task has been completed, so I will leave first."

He saw that these brothers of the same race seemed to have the intention of killing these scattered and sharp ideas, and they did not break. Anyway, this is not the first time. They have long been used to it.

After he left, a wooden monk led the crowd. The three-story cultivation of the spiritual platform, dressed in blue, looked magnificent, but his face was full of deaticalness, giving people a mean feeling.

"What are the crooked melons and dates? The first floor of the Lingtai is also here. It's really too long!"

There is a stubble next to it.

"I guess it's the same as last time, the waste with mixed meritorious ideas..."

Many wooden monks laughed. The last time they came to the Tianmo battlefield, there was also a monk on the first floor of the spiritual platform. They didn't dare to take action at all. They had been hiding behind everyone and only cared about their lives. As long as they went out alive, they would have merits. However, Tianmo was not fools. They were the same as bullying the weak and afraid of the hard. As soon as they rushed up, they The man swallowed it, and since then, this matter has been laughed at by several people.

Chen Neng raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yue, only to find that the latter's face was as heavy as water, as if he was thinking about something, as if he hadn't heard these people talking at all.

The three men and three women who had been silent on the road moved at this time. The middle-aged man with the highest cultivation came forward, bowed his waist, and said very humbly.

"You are all the young generation of strong people of the Mu family. They have a bright future. Unlike us, they have to fight with this demon in order to make a living..."

How can the monks on the third floor of Lingtai lack livelihood?

This is a joke.

But these wooden monks loved to listen, and their faces suddenly changed. Seeing that these people were also much kinder.

"Are you?"

Although the woman is middle-aged, she still has a charming figure and a graceful figure. At this time, she smiled.

"We were originally from the same family. This is my Taoist couple. These two are my brothers, and the two children are also mine."

As she said, she pointed and smiled flatteringly at anyone, especially the two women on the second floor of the spiritual platform. They blinked their touching eyes, and their tenderness almost dripped out, which immediately made these people feel pity and cherished jade.

He couldn't be angry anymore. He pointed to himself and said.

"My name is Muyuan. When I get to the Tianmo battlefield, I will take care of you."

It is said that it is brushed, but in fact, the eyes are nailed to the two female slimming. Their faces are shy and touching, but they have completed an unsightly deal.

Many scattered practitioners can survive in the Tianmo battlefield, relying on the Mu family. They find a way to win the favor of the Mu family monks. If they can be protected at that time, they will be more sure of survival. These are all unwritten rules. These wooden monks are not surprised.

After a conversation, they soon met. The six people seemed to be really a family. The first middle-aged man, with a red spot in the center of his eyebrows, looked very ugly. The second man, kowtowed and flattered, seemed to come casually, as if he had been used to it for a long time. The former is called Shen Lei, and the latter is called Shen Tao. As for the middle-aged female trainess, according to her, she is Shen Tao's Taoist couple, called Liu Qian. The older two daughters are called Shen Xue, and the younger ones are called Shen Yu.

Just looking at the conversation between several people, Shen Tao quietly took out a storage bag from the cuff and stuffed it into Muyuan's hand.

"A little careless, no respect."

Muyuan laughed and didn't seem to care. He casually threw the storage bag to the people behind him, but the man directly swept in, and immediately showed surprise, which made Kihara very satisfied, and his good impression of these people rose rapidly.

Although women are good, the better thing is the spirit stone.

In such a contrast, Su Yue and Chen Neng, who had no movement, looked very strange. A wooden monk was angry that they didn't go up and simply said.

"Do you two have to die? Stand there motionless."

This question woke Su Yue up from his meditation. He had just been thinking about his breath, and finally came to a conclusion that made him frightening. It was when he was irritable that he heard that the Mu monk was so rude and said.

"If you don't stand here, are you still sitting?"

There were thorns in this obvious words, and Mu Yuan was shocked and looked here with gloomy eyes.

The wooden monk who asked before felt that he had been humiliated, and Sanxiu on the first floor of the Lingtai also dared to talk to me like this. He was about to attack, but at this time, a strange fluctuation came from the forest.

Kihara didn't care about Su Yue and said in a low voice.

"Prepare to enter the battlefield."