Muchen smiled bitterly, but this girl didn't know that the more powerful she was, the more powerful the mirror image was.
"What do you want from me?"
Ye Yu suddenly slapped his head and took out a food box from the storage bag.
"I almost forgot what I brought. Master, do you still remember the Duobao sheep we ate together? I spent some time to find one, but the barbecue technique is not as exquisite as the master, and the taste may not be the same.
Very good.”
The little girl's voice became softer and softer as she spoke. It seemed that she was not very confident in her craftsmanship.
Muchen opened the food box and saw an almost burnt leg of lamb. He smiled bitterly, grabbed it with his hand, and ate it.
"Not bad, not bad. I just practiced for a day and now it tastes really delicious!"
While eating, Muchen gave the little girl a thumbs up. The little girl was praised and her expression suddenly became happy: "Really? Young Master, you need to eat more! I have some more here!"
When Muchen saw her taking out a few more food boxes, his expression suddenly froze and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What else can we do? Keep eating.
With the wind and clouds swirling, Muchen soon turned the Duobao Sheep into a pile of bones on the ground. He patted his belly and burped with satisfaction.
"I haven't felt so full for a long time."
Muchen sat on the ground and looked up at the night sky. Several bright stars were blinking towards him.
"Sir, I think of the time when we were wandering. Although we were miserable at that time, we were happy every day."
Ye Yu also held his head and looked at the stars with Muchen.
Muchen heard something in her words and asked, "Why, do you think cultivating immortals is too boring?"
"It's okay, I just can't see the young master..."
Muchen shook his head: "That's not possible, you have to endure loneliness! The road to cultivating immortality is still long, and you will be busy for hundreds or thousands of years in the future."
Ye Yu was silent for a while, then suddenly stood up. She pointed at the starry sky and shouted: "Look, it's a shooting star!"
She immediately clasped her hands together and placed them on her chin, then closed her eyes with a pious look on her face.
Seeing her childlike appearance, Muchen secretly shook his head, and suddenly heard Ye Yu whisper:
"I hope that the young master will always be safe and carefree in the future. He can defeat any enemy he encounters and overcome any difficulties he encounters!"
After Ye Yu made his wish, he looked at Muchen again: "Sir, don't you make a wish? The meteor is about to pass."
Muchen blinked and said:
"It's okay, just wait until next time."
"Next time the shooting star comes, let's make a wish together!"
Ye Yu was stunned after hearing this, and immediately nodded heavily: "Okay! Master, you must promise me that no matter when the next meteor comes, whether it is another hundred years, another thousand years, or ten thousand years! Master, you will always be by my side.
Make a wish with me!"
Muchen sighed inwardly, he pondered for a while and then said: "Then Ye Yu must also practice hard. In the future, he will form the golden elixir and condense the Yuanying, so that he can live for such a long time! By then, you will no longer be a little girl, but
Grandma Ye Yu!"
Ye Yu became angry: "Master, you are so annoying! Who is the old lady! I will ignore you!"
…
There is no peak in Tianyun Mountain.
Gui Mochou looked up at the meteor streaking across the sky, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"How are things going?"
Gui Mochou asked. Behind him were kneeling two long rows of immortal cultivators. These people had different costumes and different levels of cultivation. They seemed to come from different sects.
"If I go back to my ancestors, we have obtained the list of powerful men from various sects who went to the Emperor's Secret Realm. Please take a look at it."
A golden elixir stage immortal cultivator stood up and walked towards Gui Mochou, stopped two feet behind him, lowered his head respectfully and raised a scroll above his head.
Gui Mochou took the document, swept it away and burned it to ashes.
"This is fake."
This sentence immediately made the man fall to his knees in fright, kowtowing like garlic.
"Ancestor, please spare my life! This subordinate is not doing his job well, please punish me, Ancestor!"
Gui Mochou just glanced at him and continued to look up at the sky. Unfortunately, the meteor had disappeared.
"The sect competition every ten years is also the time when the monks of the Divine Transformation Realm who guard the Emperor's Secret Realm rotate. According to the practice of previous years, there will be a monk of the Divine Transformation Realm who will follow the top ten in the competition to the secret realm, and then take over the guard duty.
The stage of transformation into gods in the secret realm.”
"This year it is Chu Jianquan's turn from Baizhan Sect to replace Zhuo Hai from Fire God Sect, but Chu Jianquan's name is not on the list. Don't tell me that they forgot to write it down."
Everyone present was silent, no one dared to move, and even held their breath.
"But this is not your responsibility. My being so conspicuous in the sect competition must have aroused their suspicion. It is normal to be on guard."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
"But it's your fault that you didn't notice it."
Gui Mochou said lightly, and with a wave of his hand, the man kneeling at his feet instantly turned into a ball of blood.
"Ancestor, spare your life!"
The monks were frightened and kowtowed one after another to beg for mercy.
Gui Mochou still had no expression on his face. He looked at the night sky, as if he was talking to these people, and also seemed to be saying to himself:
"Cultivation to immortality is a game for the strong. You are weaker than me and are threatened by my blood poison, so you are willing to do things for me like dogs."
"The way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. Immortal cultivators yearn for freedom, but they don't know that they are the most restrained people in the world."
"I know you have long wanted to break away from the Blood Demon Palace, so now I will give you this opportunity. The Blood Demon Palace has been destroyed, and there is no point in rising again. As long as you help me accomplish this, I will
Completely eliminate the blood poison in your body!"
These monks were immediately overjoyed, looked at each other, and shouted loudly: "Of course we will do our best! Help our ancestors complete his great cause!"
Gui Mochou lowered his head and made a gesture behind him, and these people quickly retreated and quickly disappeared on the top of the mountain.
Gui Mochou stood there for a long time, and suddenly took out a handkerchief from his chest. This handkerchief seemed to be a woman's thing, with bright colors and very exquisite and lively embroidery.
He looked at the handkerchief for a long time, and then raised his eyebrows after a while: "It turns out it's snowing season..."
As if to confirm what he said, some snowflakes soon fell in the night sky, and then the snow couldn't stop its momentum. After a while, it turned into heavy snow, and the top of the mountain was also covered with a layer of silver.
The snow fell suddenly, but the immortal cultivators have strong energy and blood and are not afraid of the changes of the four seasons, and ghosts and ghosts do not feel the cold.
He looked at the silver-covered world, put away the handkerchief again, patted the snow on his body, and said:
"You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent you to the world with a head full of snow."