Master of time travel

The mountain behind Haoyun Hall is shrouded in clouds and mist all day long, even under the scorching sun, it is still as cool as early spring.

"Yunling." The soft voice of the woman resounded in the cloud, like a dream, just listening to the voice makes people's hearts tremble.

"The apprentice is here." Another cold voice replied, causing the listener's heart to freeze suddenly, but he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to spy on the owner of the voice.

It's a pity that the back mountain of Haoyun Palace is not only forbidden by Yunhuang Sect, but also by the entire cultivation world. No one dares to take a peek at it at the risk of being hacked to death by a Mahayana monk and the entire sect.People who have such thoughts are afraid that they have not even stepped into Haoyun Palace, and there is not even a little residue left.

Only two people can enter the back mountain of Haoyun Palace, and it is these two people who are talking now, two women in white clothes.She looks very young, only 23 or [-] years old, but that's just her appearance, because the cultivation world never guesses her age based on her appearance.

With the growth of cultivation, the meridians and bones of the monks are reshaped, and after the late Yuanying period, they can maintain their appearance. The so-called retention of appearance means to keep their appearance unchanged.Different from Immortality, Immortality means being on the same level with heaven and earth after surviving the tribulation and ascension. There is no concept of time, and one will not grow old. As long as there is no huge injury, the foundation of the cultivator will not die naturally.And Zhanyan just doesn't change his appearance, and he can live longer, thousands or tens of thousands of years, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the longer he can live.But if you can't cross the catastrophe and ascend before the deadline, you will always disappear in the world.

In the later stage of the Nascent Soul, monks can choose whether to keep their face. If they are too young, they can choose to keep their face when they are a little older in the future.But if you are too old to enter the late stage of Jindan, you can't keep your appearance when you were young, which is why there are so many old monks in the cultivation world.

The two white-clothed women standing on the back mountain of Haoyun Palace are Mo Yun and Yun Ling. The original owner of Mo Yun's body was in the Mahayana period, and he had already stood in front of him. Even Mo Yun didn't know how old the original owner was. The permanent face you choose when you are young.And Yun Ling had already reached the late stage of Golden Core a few years ago, so naturally she has already settled down.

Standing on the highest point of the back mountain, Mo Yun looked at the floating clouds in the distance, and said calmly: "Tomorrow is the thousand-year-old birthday of the head of the Fu family."

The person behind him lowered his eyes and replied: "Master wants the apprentice to go instead of the master." There was no questioning tone, as if he already knew the answer.

There was a smile in Mo Yun's eyes. After more than ten years of getting along day and night, the tacit understanding between the two may be deeper than those who have been together for hundreds of years.There are some things that the other party can know without having to say them out, but this time the people behind them guessed wrong, because it wasn't Mo Yun who was invited by Fu's family.

"It's not for me. You were the one who invited me."

"Me?" The person who answered was not surprised, but frowned, with a little confusion, as if he couldn't understand why the Fu family of the four major families invited himself, a person without any name.

Hearing the doubts of the people behind him, Mo Yun was amused. This person has been going back and forth between Haoyun Palace and the back mountain all day. He probably doesn't know that his name has been spread in the cultivation world, and it has already been spread so miraculously.

"Yun Ling, come here."

The cold woman obediently walked up to Mo Yun and stood still, and said, "Master, what's the matter?"

Mo Yun looked at the girl standing upright beside her, maybe she couldn't be called a girl anymore.The person in front of her was no longer the thin girl who was a head shorter than herself and had a sickly yellow complexion.More than ten years of uninterrupted practice and recuperation made the person in front of him seem to have been completely reborn, but the stubbornness exuding from his body remained unchanged.

It made Mo Yun deeply feel that the protagonist deserves to be the protagonist, and those so-called Meidai Yuanshan in the book, with their fat faces, are just like that.One point more is too much, one point less is not enough, just like using the best white jade, it is carved by a craftsman with the most nimble fingers in the world.Even though the face in front of him was a little pale because of the pain and injury in his childhood, and he could vaguely see the tiny blood vessels flowing below, but it only added a sickly fragile beauty to it, and the white clothes made the face of the person in front of him even more pale. It sets off the dust and spirit.

The only regret is that the woman's eyebrows are a little cold, so cold that people stay away and dare not go forward.

"Master?" Mo Yun remained silent, and the woman was a little puzzled.

Mo Yun said with a smile: "It turns out that my apprentice has grown so graceful without knowing it."

"Master, don't make fun of your disciples anymore." In response to Mo Yun's teasing, the woman's face did not fluctuate, and her tone returned calmly.

The corners of Mo Yun's mouth twitched slightly, and he was very puzzled. How did his cute and shy little apprentice turn into this cold and icy appearance?

The breeze blew past, lifting the broken hair on the cold woman's forehead.Mo Yun frowned, and even the red mark on his forehead became more and more obvious, like flowing clouds, which made the woman's slightly pale face look coquettish.Coupled with the woman's cold face, it looks like a manjusawa blooming on the other side, dangerous, but full of deadly temptation.

The girl from a few years ago was not what she is now, and Mo Yun couldn't help but feel a little like a world away.

Mo Yun sighed in his heart, fortunately he is not a man, if he is a man, he should always warn himself not to make big mistakes.Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will become a member of the huge army of protagonists in many of the vulgar routines in Mary Su's novels, and have a vigorous, life-and-death master-student relationship with the apprentice I raised since childhood.

Mo Yun is very fortunate that the original owner of the body he used was a woman, and the protagonist is also a woman.

Of course, Yun Ling didn't know what was going on in Mo Yun's mind, so she just stood quietly and waited for Mo Yun to speak.

His eyebrows are picturesque, just standing there is like an ink painting. An idea flashed through Mo Yun's mind... Maybe it's not a reborn, but the current appearance is the one in front of him. The way a person should look is just covered by something before, like a rare night pearl covered in dirt.

Therefore, Mo Yun is grateful and proud. After all, this person is his apprentice, and he can be considered as his own. It is not an exaggeration to be regarded as his "daughter".

But seeing the frozen black pupils in the woman's eyes, Mo Yun couldn't help shaking his head and sighing in his heart, but he didn't know who he had learned from the temperament of the person in front of him, so boring.After thinking about it, there are only a few people who have been able to enter the Haoyun Palace in the past ten years. The girl's temperament must not have been imitated by herself. Could it be that she imitated the wooden stake in the sword inscription?

Mo Yun thought about it for a while, and felt that it was very possible. It seems that he should let that blue piece of wood get closer to his cute little apprentice less in the future.

"Go back." Mo Yun turned and left.

"Yes." The girl immediately followed, no more, no less, one step behind Mo Yun.No matter whether Mo Yun's speed is accelerating or slowing down, the girl can feel it immediately, as if it is Mo Yun's shadow.

"Tomorrow, you will bring Xue Rongzhu to celebrate your birthday."

"The disciple obeys."

"Go early and come back early." Mo Yun said without turning his head, as if it was an ordinary family's instruction to a child who was about to go out to do errands.

The corners of Yunling's mouth were raised, making the originally sharp-edged face a little softer, the black eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, and the drooping eyelids replied: "Tu'er understands."

Mo Yun, who was walking in front, did not speak again, and Yun Ling, who was following Mo Yun, did not speak again.Obviously, they could return to the Haoyun Palace instantly by using spells, but both of them seemed to have forgotten it. No one mentioned it. They just walked in the forest like ordinary people, walking towards the Haoyun Palace step by step.

At night, Haoyun Palace.

Mo Yun sat on the chair in the suzerain's dormitory, tapping his fingers on the table irregularly.The dim candlelight cast a shadow on Mo Yun's face, making the expression on Mo Yun's face even more unpredictable.

The Fu family had sent an invitation card a month ago, and on the invitation card it was clearly written in large golden characters, "Invite Yunhuang Sect Master to pass on his disciples", that is, Yun Ling.The person who sent the post walked into Yunhuangzong all the way under the eyes of everyone. Yes, he didn't drive the cloud or Yujian, but walked.As if he wanted everyone to know, he walked into Yunhuangzong swaggeringly all the way, waited for the sword inscription in Yunhuangzong, handed the invitation to Jianming himself, and then respectfully asked the sword inscription to be handed over to Mo Yun.

And the person who sent the invitation was chosen very delicately, not an ordinary servant, nor a qualified junior in the family, but the second in command of the Fu family, Fu Zhaolai.It is well known that Fu Zhaolai is Fu Qianzhong's half-brother and Fu Qianzhong's confidant.

This is to tell the entire cultivation world that his family didn't care about the previous suzerain-disciple dispute, and he took this opportunity to express his friendship.If Mo Yun does not let Yun Ling go this time, wouldn't it appear that she is narrow-minded, even the disciples around her are the same?

Such a lot of trouble made Mo Yun have to doubt the intentions of the Fu family, and since then, he has been very close to Fu Qianzhong, the patriarch of the Fu clan, to punish the elder Hongjun.

There is no such thing as a good banquet, and the Fujia birthday banquet that Yun Ling went to this time, even if it wasn't a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, it could be regarded as a grand banquet.

"Little broken."