The system gives me immortality, and I will eventually become invincible while I’m alive.

The years are passing by, reincarnation is endless, and the time in the immortal prison seems to be delayed, as if it is a stream of flowing water, eroding everything bit by bit in silence, and every breath is drawn out long and slow.

Five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. Before Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu were released from prison, the countdown... to the west hundred years!

In the Mengmu Sea Area, Dongxuan Taoist Temple.

Today, the sky is as blue as water, and two bright suns are shining brightly. The entire sea area is sparkling, and huge sea creatures often jump up.

Although the Taoist temple is full of antique attics, it is quite quiet, and only the sound of preaching can be heard everywhere.

Today, under a fairy mountain, a girl is sitting alone on a stone platform, flipping through ancient books. Her eyes are lively, in harmony with the surrounding scenery, and not out of place, as if she is a part of them.

"Nangong Heling..."

Under a big tree that covers the sky in the distance, a girl in green clothes appears. Her lips are red and white, her teeth are slightly raised, as if she is telling a beautiful story.

She walked slowly towards the stone platform, her long hair flowing like a waterfall, gently brushing her face like delicate silk.

Xiaohe turned his head slightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Who is this person in the late stage of divine transformation?

With a peaceful smile, she also stood up: "Fellow Taoist, who are you?"

"Mu Qingyao."

The girl cupped her hands and smiled, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of gauze, revealing an elegant and gentle temperament, "I have actually been paying attention to you for a long time. I just want to get acquainted with you. I have no other intentions."

Nangong Heling smiled and nodded gently: "Please sit down quickly."

Mu Qingyao and Nangong Heling have very different temperaments, the former is extremely gentle.

The latter is full of a pure spirit, untainted by family background, and full of the freedom of nature.

Mu Qingyao observed Nangong Heling carefully. Her aura made her fascinated for some reason. She liked her very much. Having met her once, she couldn't help but feel good about her.

However, Nangong Heling lives alone and rarely even goes to listen to Taoism. She is never seen outside for training. She is so low-key that there is almost no such person in the Taoist temple.

However, I heard from other people that this girl had a rather big background and they should not be provoked without any reason, which dispelled the idea of ​​many people coming to get acquainted with her.

But Nangong Heling's mysterious and indifferent feeling has made many men secretly fascinated by it, and his temperament is indeed somewhat noble.

Mu Qingyao was sitting on a stone chair. Her green skirt had a faint fragrance of wood. She looked like a lady in every move of her hands and feet. She looked very well-educated and had an extraordinary background.

She looked at the stone table with a little surprise in her eyes: "Fellow Taoist Nangong, do you read these ancient books every day... This is not good for your cultivation."

"But it would be wise to read more books. I'm not very talented, so I don't have extravagant expectations of realm cultivation."

Nangong Heling said in an ethereal voice. She sorted out the ancient books and showed a bright smile, "Just call me Heling. There is no need to call me Taoist friend. They are all people who are studying in the Taoist academy."

"Okay!" Mu Qingyao said a little more seriously, "He Ling, then just call me Qingyao."

"I came here today, but what's the important thing?"

Nangong Heling's face had a hint of maturity. After her eldest brother and second brother left, she was no longer lively or jumping around.

Mu Qingyao's eyebrows were slightly curved: "I have actually noticed you for a long time. I have nothing else to do. I just came here to get acquainted and I am a little curious about you."

After she finished speaking, she took a slight breath. Nangong Heling did not have a master, nor did she follow any Taoist elders to practice. She seemed to be just reading day after day without scrambling.

"I see, but looking at Qingyao, you look like a member of the ancient clan, the Mu family."

"He Ling is not..."

Mu Qingyao's pupils opened slightly and she quickly shook her head, "There are too many people with the Mu family name. Our family has nothing to do with the Mu family of the ancient clan. We are just doing some spiritual wood business. You have spent all your money to send me to the Taoist Temple."

Nangong Heling covered her face and smiled softly. She felt that there was a big contrast between Mu Qingyao and Mu Qingyao. She seemed gentle, but she was a bit careless in what she said and did.

"Hey, He Ling, do you know how the disciples of the academy teach you?"

"what?"

"They said you might have some connection with Yaotai Immortal Palace, and you are more powerful than Taoist Mo Yehan. You are definitely not from the Mo family."

Mu Qingyao laughed after saying this, "After all, your surname is Nangong, so you are not from the Mo family."

"No, Yaotai Immortal Palace is the sect of Venerable Yuxuan and has nothing to do with me."

Nangong Heling shook his head seriously, Xiumei frowned slightly, "Our family just does some garbage business of cultivating immortals, and we don't have such a big background."

Mu Qingyao's pupils widened slightly. It turned out that it seemed that the rumors were really not credible.

"He Ling, then I can rest assured, otherwise I would have thought it was me who was trying to get ahead."

Mu Qingyao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to caress her chest, "Then our backgrounds match, and finally we don't have so much pressure anymore."

Her words made people feel comfortable. She did not look down on the monks who picked up garbage, and there was a deep sincerity in her words.

Nangong Heling smiled and nodded gently: "Mo Daozi only has some relationship with my elder brother. I only came to the Taoist Academy to gain some knowledge."

The two just started chatting next to the stone platform. The more Mu Qingyao talked, the more she fell in love with He Ling. She felt a sense of spiritual compatibility, and she even didn't want to leave her side.

But this is not the mortal world, it is the world of cultivators. Mu Qingyao knew that she might have some big secrets hidden in her body, but she didn't think too much about it and just wanted to make friends.

An hour later.

A stream of light flashed across the air, and an extraordinary man stepped forward with a smile that he thought was infinitely charming. He held his hands in the distance: "Feng Jinyu has seen..."

Halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly opened wide. Why was Mu Qingyao also there on the stone platform below? ! !

Feng Jinyu felt a little dry. It was as if he had seen the most beautiful scenery in the world. He even forgot to speak for a moment, and his words were stuck in his throat.

Among the new disciples of this generation who entered the Taoist Academy, in terms of talent, appearance, background, temperament, etc... Some people concluded that Mu Qingyao was definitely the one!

However, there are thousands of disciples in this Taoist academy, and there are many who are more outstanding than Mu Qingyao. However, it is difficult to contact the disciples of their generation, and they do not have a reasonable identity to contact them.

But many people don't know that there is another Nangong Heling, but he knows that he noticed her before entering the Taoist temple.

However, he doesn't have many ideas. A few words occasionally are enough. It is a true friendship between gentlemen. After all, fighting in the immortal world is his final destination.

Nangong Heling looked up with a smile: "Feng Jinyu, it's you."

Feng Jinyu felt numb all over after hearing this, and felt a little arrogant. He realized that he had lost his composure, and his expression turned solemn: "I didn't expect fellow Taoist Mu to be here. It's really rude."

Mu Qingyao's expression also became upright, she stood up and saluted, "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Feng."

She didn't know this person, so she thought he wasn't too outstanding among this generation of disciples.

However, it is their family's immortal code not to look down on anyone casually, and they must understand it before stepping onto the immortal path.

Mu Qingyao had gone to the mortal world to experience before becoming a god, and she even realized how profound the meaning of these words was.

She has also seen many immortal geniuses in the mortal world. Even if they turn into loess a hundred years later, even if they know that there are immortals in the sky, they have never succumbed to their fate.

Feng Jinyu looked a little embarrassed and didn't even dare to look at the two of them. She really felt like she was practicing immortality in vain!

For some reason, he smiled naively and said, "Miss Heling has a visitor today, so I don't want to disturb her. I'll come back another day to ask some questions about immortal history."

Nangong Heling smiled and nodded: "Okay~"

Feng Jinyu felt as if he had received an amnesty. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry. He no longer had the high-spirited feeling when he came.

To be honest, he really didn't believe that anyone of his generation could stand up to these two standing together... Anyway, he definitely couldn't stand it up. This was even more thrilling and frightening than a fight.

Mu Qingyao shook her head and smiled. This person was quite interesting. She changed the subject and said, "He Ling, haven't you listened to the sermons of the Taoist dean all these years?"

"Of course I have been there, but there are a few."

"Then shall we go together in the future?"

"can."

Nangong Heling looked indifferent to the world, which made Mu Qingyao even want to trick her back home, and she felt a strong desire to protect him.

Mu Qingyao coughed lightly, her face turned red: "He Ling, are you practicing in this Taoist temple? Are you going to another place?"

"Well~every year my family comes to Fairy Island to visit me."

Nangong Heling's lips filled with a smile from the bottom of his heart, "I'm waiting here for my two brothers. They will come to pick me up. Counting the days, there are still 100 years left."

"Ah? Did they go to other heavens?" Mu Qingyao looked surprised. Nangong Heling actually had two brothers. She thought there was only one eldest brother.

Nangong Heling smiled broadly, and from her clear face she suddenly said the most frightening place: "In the Immortal Prison."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding suddenly became quiet, except for the rustling voice of Lingzhi around him.

After hearing this, Mu Qingyao's pupils shrank violently, her thin lips opened slightly, and a creepy feeling spread all over her body: "..."