Hundreds of feet high in the sky, the sky is as blue as water. A huge fairy sword that is more than ten feet long flies upside down and shuttles through the sky. Mo Yunshen stood on the sword with his hands behind his hands, standing still despite the howling wind.

A child of fifteen or six years old sat astride the hilt of the sword, holding the silky Yingluo tightly with both hands, looking excitedly at the mountains that kept retreating under his feet.

"Child, I don't know your name yet."

Mo Yunshen looked at the happy children, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Uncle Immortal, my name is Mu Jingyu." When the child heard the purple-clothed Taoist's question, he quickly raised his head and echoed.

"Oh, Mu Jingyu? What a good name."

Mu Jingyu raised his little face and said proudly, "Grandpa Niu named me this! He said that when I grow up, I will achieve great things and shock the world!"

Mo Yun touched his little head lovingly and said with a smile, "Hahaha, don't worry. I will definitely let you realize this wish in the future, which will shock everyone around the world."

"Really!" Mu Jingyu's eyes flashed with light.

"Of course, I am an immortal with magical powers."

"Are they just like those immortals flying around outside the mountains?"

Mo Yun smiled deeply and said, "Of course."

Mu Jingyu frowned and said, "Grandpa Niu said, those people are not good people!"

Mo Yunshen sighed softly after hearing this, thinking that the green bull spirit had been innocently implicated by Tiandao Demon Slayer and almost lost his life, so he naturally had no good impressions of the various sects.

However, he promised Qing Niu Jing to take Mu Jingyu back to Jiuhua Mountain and teach him carefully to raise him. It seems that he is also deeply influenced by Qing Niu Jing and has a great misunderstanding of the famous and decent people. Later, when he arrived in Jiuhua Mountain,

We still have to find a way to eliminate it.

Mo Yunshen hugged the young man in his arms and said, "Don't worry, we Jiuhua sect are all good people. We help people in danger, eliminate violence, kill demons and monsters, and protect the peace of Jiuzhou."

"Really! I want to be like you in the future!" Mu Jingyu raised his face and said excitedly.

"Don't worry, I will teach you carefully. And I will also take care of you like your grandfather and Grandpa Niu. I will train you to be an upright hero."

"Hero! I can become a hero too!" Mu Jingyu danced happily, but his expression darkened in an instant.

"It's a pity that my parents and grandpa can't see each other anymore." Thinking of the whole village, old and young, who were killed by the Dapeng Golden Eagle, and thinking of Grandpa Niu who would never be seen again, he couldn't help crying again.

Alas, Mo Yunshen started to blame himself again. If he hadn't lost his mind at that time and wanted to kill the Qingniu Jing. He wouldn't have attracted the Dapeng Golden Eagle, forcing him to kill more than a dozen people in Mujia Village.

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From now on, let him protect the child carefully and train him to be a talented person, so that he can be worthy of the people of Mujia Village who died in vain.

Mu Jingyu cried for a while, then fell asleep in Mo Yunshen's arms.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Yunshen was nearly a hundred miles north with his sword. He looked down through the clouds and found that he was already out of the vast mountainous area. Looking at the sleeping boy, he decided to fall back to the ground first and search for

A place to spend the night.

After walking for more than ten miles, a temple was exposed in a forest below. It was already getting late, so we could only spend the night here.

Mo Yunshen put away the fairy sword and dropped it to the ground, only to find that the temple door was ajar, and the surrounding walls had collapsed a lot. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

Out of politeness, Mo Yunshen still knocked on the temple door.

"May I ask if there is a mage in the temple?"

Mo Yunshen asked three times, but still no one responded. He secretly thought that there were probably no monks in the temple. Just as he was about to open the door and enter, he heard the sound of footsteps in the temple.

With a creak, the temple door was opened from the inside. An old monk revealed half of his body, glanced at Mo Yunshen and the children next to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Amitabha, may I ask the donor if he has anything to do with you?"

I saw that the old monk had a skinny face, with dry wrinkles like worms covering his cheeks.

A cassock full of holes was put on the body, and a musty smell emanated from it. It seemed that it had not been washed for several months.

When Mu Jingyu saw his face, he was so frightened that he hid behind Mo Yunshen and whispered, "Uncle Mo, this old monk is so scary! Let's find another place to spend the night."

Mo Yunshen also secretly took a look at the old monk who suddenly appeared. He thought to himself that judging from the dilapidation of the temple, it seemed that there had been no one there for many years. The old monk also had a strange face and did not look like a normal monk.

But it's getting late now, and there are no homes nearby for dozens of miles. If you are looking for other places to spend the night, you may not be able to find one.

He reached out and patted Mu Jingyu to reassure him.

He turned to the old monk and smiled and said, "Master, our master and disciple are passing by your temple. It's getting late, but we hope we can stay here for the night."

The old monk recited Amitabha and replied, "Donor, I'm sorry. This temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the disciples in the temple have already moved to other places. Now I am the only old monk left to guard this ruined temple, and there are no extra rooms in the temple."

We can accommodate you for the night, but please stay elsewhere."

"That's okay, as long as we have a shabby house that can protect us from the wind and rain. I hope the master will be merciful and take us in for a night."

In the barren mountains and ridges, I would not be afraid of any monsters or beasts. But Mu Jingyu was still a child, so it would be troublesome if he caught the wind and cold at night. Although this ruined temple was a bit weird, Mo Yunshen still chose to stay overnight.

Seeing Mo Yunshen's resolute attitude, the old monk thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Okay, but the temple is located in the deep mountains and wild mountains, and there are inevitably some monsters and ghosts wandering around. If there is any movement at night, please don't pay attention and just rest.

.After daybreak, hurry up and go."

"Thank you very much."

Mo Yunshen took Mu Jingyu and followed the old monk into the temple. He saw that the temple was not small, covering an area of ​​about dozens of acres.

It can be seen that this temple used to be very prosperous and had many believers.

Walking into the courtyard, I saw overgrown weeds and silence, and several main halls were in ruins and in disrepair. Many Buddha statues in the main hall were covered with cobwebs, and many were collapsed and incomplete. It seemed that there had been no incense for a long time.

The more Mo Yunshen looked at it, the more uneasy he became. Rather than saying it was a temple, it would be more appropriate to say it was a residence of demons.

Mo Yunshen held Mu Jingyu tightly with one hand, and secretly held the sword secret with the other hand. If there was any trouble, he would use the fairy sword to defend against the enemy.

The old monk led the two of them through several halls, to a row of side rooms in the backyard, and pushed open a room that was relatively intact.

"The little eunuch is short on food, and there is no extra vegetarian food for you to eat. I hope the donor can forgive me."

Mo Yunshen hurriedly replied, "I would be very grateful to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain for my master and apprentice to rest for a night."

"Then I won't disturb you."

The old monk exited the side room and walked towards the main hall in the front yard.

When Mo Yun saw the old monk walking away, he closed the door.

This wing room was relatively clean. Mo Yunshen briefly cleaned the room. He took out some dry food from his arms and filled his stomach with the boy. Then he spread out the bed and said to Mu Jingyu, "Yu'er, you

Just sleep in bed tonight."

"Yes." The young man responded and climbed onto the bed. Mo Yunshen found some shabby clothes from the corner of the room and covered him.

He moved a chair and sat in front of the door with the Zixiao Sword in his arms. This temple was desolate and dilapidated, but there was an old monk guarding it. Everything was weird and strange. Mo Yunshen brought a child, and there was no such thing.

The only solution was to stay here. Although he thought he was not weak, but with a child, he did not dare to be cautious and avoid some accidents.

"Uncle Immortal, aren't you going to sleep at night?" Mu Jingyu raised his head and looked at Mo Yunshen and asked.

"I'll just sleep here at night. You go to bed quickly, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

"Oh." Mu Jingyu responded, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

At ten o'clock in the night, the bright moon hangs high.

Outside the temple, there was suddenly a slight sound of breaking through the air.

Mo Yunshen, who had been sleeping with his sword in hand, suddenly woke up. He held his breath and listened carefully for a while. It seemed that several people had sneaked into the temple.

I looked back at the young man who was still sleeping soundly, and felt a little relieved. It was located in a deserted mountain, and this temple and the old monk were full of weirdness. At this time, there was some movement outside, which was not surprising.

Mo Yunshen originally wanted to stay in the room and pretend that he didn't hear anything as long as no one came to cause trouble. Who knew that after a while, there were bursts of voices coming from the courtyard. Mo Yunshen leaned on the door and listened carefully.

After a while.

I vaguely heard the words "Demon King, granddaughter, don't resist". I thought to myself that the old monk must be very human. These people who came to look for him seemed to be asking him who or what he wanted.

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Unable to hold back his curiosity for a moment, he looked back at Mu Jingyu, who was still sleeping soundly. He took an ancient jade pendant from his arms and put it on the boy's neck. Then he opened the door softly and looked around, but there was nothing there.

Strangely, he closed the door with his backhand and jumped straight to the front yard.

In front of the dilapidated Main Hall, the old monk stood with his hands behind his back. Ten feet away in front of him, three black figures stood in rows on the bluestone road.

A man in black robes in the middle laughed sinisterly and said, "Jie Jie Jie, you old immortal, I advise you to hand over the little princess obediently, so as not to break your skin and force us brothers to take action."

The old monk laughed mockingly and said, "What? You three monsters from the Demon Cave, do you still want to fight with me?"

Mo Yunshen was lying on the main hall, and his heart was shocked. He didn't expect that those three people were actually the three monsters from the Demon Cave!

The three monsters in the Demon Cave were originally three bats, wild boars and antelopes who had practiced for hundreds of years in Moyun Ridge. In the Heavenly Dao Demon Slayer, they formed a force to jointly resist the attacks of the righteous people. Later, they surrendered to the Demon Nether Palace. With the outstanding strength of the three people,

From three little minions, they have become a top figure among the younger generation of Yaoming Palace.

Now these three people are the three demon envoys under the throne of North Pluto in Demon Hades Palace, and they are highly regarded by North Pluto. I didn't expect to meet here, and I don't know the origin of the little princess they want.

The fat man in black robes at the rear left said in a rough voice, "Elder Long, now the Demon Emperor is in danger of being attacked. We Demon Clan should unite as one and not engage in civil strife."

He is the second of the three monsters in the Demon Cave, the wild boar spirit Zhu Jiuwan.

Elder Long laughed and said, "Zhu Jiu is disappointed, I don't know who is causing the civil strife! The attack on the Demon Emperor is really weird. But as soon as this incident came out, the toad spirit jumped out and said what Bi was.

The granddaughter of Luo Demon Emperor is doing something weird!"

"Isn't this a big joke! Everyone knows that Princess Bi Yun, the granddaughter of Demon Emperor Bi Luo, is only seven years old, and her cultivation level is only in the early stage of concentration. If she has the ability to kill Demon Emperor Bai Ze, I think that's it
To be continued...