Mozong is poor

Chapter 128

After getting the promise, Yi Nanqing nodded towards the master.

Just as he was about to draw the spiritual energy into the concentric little bell, he accidentally caught sight of the... weird look in the eyes of the future teacher's wife standing beside the master.

I can't tell what it feels like, just an expression like I know some secret behind my back?

He didn't think about it too much, he turned his gaze back and poured his spiritual power into the bell.

Then he let go and let the pair of small bells float in his hands.

When a crisp sound rang in his ears, he also vaguely sensed the direction of another bell, as if he was the other bell accompanying Jingmu.

At this moment, he remembered that the bell was called Tongxin.

Then he raised his gaze slightly, and once again met the complicated gaze of Mistress Mirai, who had not yet withdrawn.

It seems... also understood something.

I'm afraid they misunderstood him and Jingmu.

But when I thought of this, another feeling came to my heart, which was sweet and numb.

For a moment, he seemed to remember something.

Those thousands of tastes are all bitter.

"Nan Qing, what's wrong?"

Seeing that the disciple's expression was not very good, Mo Youning asked quickly.

"It's nothing." Yi Nanqing, who was called back to his thoughts, quickly sorted out his emotions. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, it was him who was as cold as ice, and all the impossible thoughts were suppressed in his heart.

At the same time, he lightly tossed the floating and trembling bell in his hand, and the free little bell floated half a step forward towards the right rear.

Seeing this, Yi Nanqing raised his hand and recalled the bell to his palm, looked down at the small magic weapon that had calmed down, and said, "I can only perceive a certain direction, and I'm afraid it won't last long."

"Then let's find it quickly." Mo Youning immediately made a decision, and motioned his apprentice to pick up the magic weapon again.

Yi Nanqing also understood what Master meant.

After nodding slightly, he also used the little bell again.

With the help of the 'concentric' power of the little bell, the three of them walked quickly in a certain direction.

They don't know what this sea of ​​clouds is all about. They can't do without the clouds under their feet, and they can't control the flying sword on the clouds.

In desperation, they could only walk quickly.

And this went a long way.

Surrounded by patches of white clouds.

It's the same as the previous scene.

"Not quite right here."

Gu Yifei looked at the Baiyun Tuanzi all around, frowning slightly.

Looking carefully at the various places in the sea of ​​clouds, he continued to speak with some doubts in his tone: "It seems to be going around in circles all the time?... But the formation?"

When they first encountered this sea of ​​clouds, they were trapped on the top of the mountain. If it weren't for Jingmu to guide the way, they might not be able to leave.

But now, the surrounding white mist is even stronger, and they are completely surrounded by it.

If you want to break out of the wayfinding, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

Both Mo Youning and Yi Nanqing agreed with Gu Yifei's words.

There was indeed something holding them back.

The biggest possibility is the infinite sea of ​​clouds under his feet.

Stop.

The three were silent for a moment.

In the end, Mo Youning took out the sword in his hand, trying to break through the thick sea of ​​clouds.

However, it is still useless.

After the clouds and mist split, before they saw other colors, they all gathered again.

Go all out and try again.

Still so, Mo Youning also retracted his sword.

He also knew in his heart that it would be difficult for the three of them to leave this place, let alone find Jingmu.

It's not a problem to stand here.

Seeing that the bell in Yi Nanqing's hand could still point to the direction of Jingmu, he didn't struggle too much, and followed the bell.

I can't tell the direction, and it's like being in a maze. It's better to have a direction than to walk around without purpose.

Next, the three of them tried to break through the maze of clouds, and at the same time, with the help of the little bell to lead the way, they walked towards the thick cloud cluster.

Just like this, it takes half a quarter of an hour.

All their cultivation bases are still there, and their spiritual power has not been consumed much, so they are not tired after walking so far.

But I don't know if the white mist has the effect of confusing the mind, and they all feel a little irritable, and even have the illusion that they can't get out of this whiteness or that they will walk in the sea of ​​clouds for a lifetime.

Although a little disturbed.

But after all, their will is considered firm, and there are three of them, and a few voice transmissions to each other can solve this layer of confusion.

I don't know how long it took.

Even the clear and crisp sound of the bell rang in my ears.

The surrounding layer upon layer of sea of ​​clouds with no boundary has finally changed.

Like the thick morning mist blown away by the breeze, the surrounding clouds gradually drifted away.

Until he vaguely saw the tall phantoms covered by the white clouds around him.

It's been a long time.

The surrounding clouds and mists have dispersed a lot.

They finally figured out where they were standing.

I saw tall mountains all around.

And the three of them were standing on the flat ground painted with strange patterns like an altar in the middle.

The mountain surrounded the weird plain in the middle like stars and the moon, the clouds seemed to be scattered, and the cloud was still clearly standing under the feet.

It's weird here.

In fact, it is not the case, it's just that they have some twists and turns in their hearts.

Looking at it, it is indeed a unity of heaven and earth, as if it has stood here for millions of years, and it makes people unable to think about other things.

"Senior brother."

How could Yi Nanqing care about this scene.

As soon as the cloud and mist cleared, he saw the sleeping person lying on the boulder in front of him.

The clothes are very familiar, it is clearly his junior brother Jing Mu!

He didn't care too much.

He raised his leg and stepped forward.

Mo Youning hadn't had time to make a sound yet.

Seeing that the big disciple also ran quickly to the stone that was like the center of the altar.

Worried about the comfort of the two disciples, he grabbed Fei'er beside him and followed quickly.

He didn't know where it was either.

In Nanyue Tianjing, heaven, material, earth treasures and magic tools are all available by chance.

Of course, there is also an ancient inheritance.

But those inheritances are just a few thin pages of paper, or inconspicuous jade plaques, magic tools, etc.

But there is absolutely no possibility of even a 'land of inheritance'.

After all, this is just the heavenly realm left by the mysterious person with the world in mind, not the place that was originally a secret realm for the sect.

The terrain is so strange right now, but it seems like it was born like this.

I'm afraid it's necessary to contact the owner of the secret realm.

In this way, it will be even more troublesome.

No one knows if this is a great opportunity, or... a great danger.

The seniors in the upper realm have warned again and again to be careful when entering this Nanyue heaven, and the identity of the master must be extraordinary in the upper realm.

With his mind on his mind, Mo Youning also arrived in front of the huge boulder the color of yellow mud.

Seeing that the big disciple has already stretched out his hand to embrace the Jingmu in his arms, it seems that he wants to move it down from the yellow stone.

Seeing the other party's difficult move, countless fine sweats broke out on his forehead, he frowned slightly, sent Fei'er in his arms back a few steps, and wanted to say something.

Before he could speak, he heard other movements.

"Huh? Master...Senior Brother?"

Jing Mu's head was a little swollen, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his senior brother, and was dripped with sweat on his face, and he was still a little overwhelmed.

Brother, is it very hot right now?Otherwise, how could there be so much sweat?

That's not right, the brother has already succeeded in building the foundation, how could he be sweating because of the heat!

Although he was thinking like this in his mind, his body had already responded.

Grabbing the sleeve in his hand, he raised his hand to wipe off the sweat that kept oozing out for his senior brother.

At this time, he also came to his senses. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the master and the future mistress standing behind him and asked, "What's wrong?"

What's wrong?

Why are you here?

Why is he lying down?

Didn't you just pick the fairy fruit just now?

"Nan Qing, you should step back first and let me be your teacher."

Mo Youning's brows were still furrowed, the closer he got to this huge yellow stone, the more oppressed he felt from the heaven and the earth.

It's like carrying the world on your back, it's so uncomfortable that you can't breathe.

Even he in the Mahayana period felt this way, and he didn't know how Nan Qing in the out-of-body period resisted the pressure.

He was very pleased that the two apprentices were so friendly.

But useless sacrifices, and I don't want to see them.

But it took a long time.

Yi Nanqing acted as if she hadn't heard it, and was still holding Jingmu in her arms with great effort.

He didn't look at him, his eyes were reddish, and he was very stubborn.

"Nan Qing!"

Mo Youning put his shoulders on the big disciple's shoulder and called out sharply.

That's when the voice just fell.

Yi Nanqing also moved the Jingmu away from the muddy yellow boulder.

But it seemed that all the strength in his body had been removed, his body was unstable, and he was about to fall.

At the same time, the overwhelming feeling of oppression was quickly withdrawn, the lines carved on the feet faded in a flash, and even the countless huge mountains that originally surrounded this place gradually turned into phantoms until they disappeared.

Except for the spiritual power that was so full and thick that it seemed to melt into liquid, and the same white patches as before, there was no other inappropriateness.

Mo Youning, who was behind him, hurriedly supported the back of the eldest student.

There was accusation in his eyes, but his expression was very helpless.

Gu Yifei noticed something strange in the surroundings, and saw another movement ahead, so he hurried forward to help stabilize the person.

He also said at the same time: "The mountains just now disappeared, and the lines under the feet are gone."

Before Mo Youning and Yi Nanqing could think about it, Jingmu suddenly let out an 'ah'.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were on him.

Being held in the arms of a brother who is not in good condition, and being seen by his master and his future wife, Jing Mu was not embarrassed at all, and his cheeks flushed a little when he saw this.

He first tried to gently break free from his senior brother's arms, but who knew that his senior brother hugged him too hard, even in this appearance, he couldn't break free.

Helpless, he could only continue to lie dry like a salted fish, and he felt a little dry in his throat when he met those eyes that were still staring at him.

After coughing slightly and clearing his throat, he said slowly, "I...I know what's going on."

Without waiting for Master to ask questions, he glanced outside at the cloud cluster that had returned to whiteness again, and raised his hand to call, and there were more round and bulging clouds in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he became a cloud with a big tail and was still alive. A big white squirrel jumping around.

I saw him continue to speak: "Just now I got a copy of the memory, which probably belongs to the master of this heavenly realm, maybe it's a share... Inheritance?"

Speaking of this, Jing Mu was a little too uncertain.