Master of time travel

Sovereign bedroom.

Mo Yun opened his eyes, it is already late at night, when everything is quiet.But Mo Yun didn't feel sleepy at all, instead he was very sober, and his eyes were even clearer.

Yun Ling's words kept echoing in his mind.

My little apprentice has someone he likes.

the person I like.

"Hey......", a melancholy sigh sounded in the huge bedroom, and the sound echoed in the bedroom.

Since when did her little apprentice stop opening his heart to her, and there was someone he liked, but she didn't know it at all.Her master is too unqualified.

Since he couldn't fall asleep, Mo Yun simply turned over.

Putting on his coat, Mo Yun came to the table in a few steps, brightened the already dim candlelight, and sat beside him with a sad face.

"Little broken."

"Little broken."

As expected, there was a dead silence in my mind, and there was no response.

With one hand resting on the table, between the slightly frowning brows was an inseparable boredom.

She always felt that Yun Ling's behavior and expression today were a little strange, but she couldn't say what was so strange.She wanted to ask about that broken system. After all, bystanders would know. Although that system has low IQ and EQ, sometimes its intuition is good.

But now it seems impossible, that broken system has no intention of waking up.

Moreover, the hostility in Yun Ling's body was not completely removed, it was only temporarily sealed.Although the seal is a rare forbidden spell, it is not impossible to break the seal.One of the biggest taboos is excessive joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Once a limit is exceeded, the hostility will be aroused too much, and the seal will be loosened, causing the hostility to leak out.

In addition to tomorrow's monastic meeting, Mo Yun rubbed his brows.It's really a wave of ups and downs, and there is no time to make people feel at ease.

Ten years of extravagant peace and calm, but it seems to be preparing for these few days.

There was also the punishment of heaven, and Mo Yun's eyes were filled with strangeness.

In order to seal the hostile energy in Yunling's body, Mo Yun did not hesitate to use forbidden spells, using blood as a guide, to pour true energy into Yunling's body, thereby sealing the hostile energy in Yunling's body.But this spell consumed nearly [-]% of Mo Yun's cultivation.But this is not something that can upset Mo Yun, it is what upsets Mo Yun.

Her cultivation could be restored tomorrow, but she is still in the middle stage of integration.The cultivation base seems to be blocked by everything, and it will not be able to recover for a long time.

So now she is only a cultivation base of the Fusion Stage, just an empty shell of the Mahayana Stage.

Putting down his hands, a gleam of light flashed in Mo Yun's eyes, could it be that this is the punishment of heaven?

Immediately, Mo Yun smiled wryly, if this was really the punishment of heaven, she really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Because if it was a punishment, the punishment would be too easy, and it would only damage some cultivation bases.It may be unbearable for the original owner, but for Mo Yun, it is nothing more than an irrelevant matter.She doesn't expect to become an immortal, so cultivation base is nothing more than an unimportant thing to her.

But it's not the right time for this cultivation base to be compromised, because tomorrow is the Daoism Conference.And Yun Ling is now full of hostility. If something really happens, even the two Mahayanas, the Daoist Monarch and the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, will be hard to resist now, let alone in front of many monks.

I'm afraid he can't even protect himself, so how can he protect Yunling?

But it would be even more dangerous if Yun Ling was placed in Yun Huangzong alone.

To choose one, Mo Yun naturally chooses the one that makes him feel more at ease.As for what will actually happen at that time, we can only adapt to the situation and take one step at a time.

There was an out-of-tune sound between his fingers tapping on the table, and Mo Yun slightly closed his eyes.

Heaven?

I really don't know whether Tiandao chose such a good time to seal her cultivation on purpose or not.

From the beginning of the mountain, annoying things will continue to appear.Fu Qianzhong's birthday banquet, the demon cultivator making trouble, the phantom flower that has been extinct for thousands of years, and the hostility that appeared on Yunling.

It was like a game, and they had been pawns in the game from the moment they came out of the mountain.

The beating sound stopped suddenly, and Mo Yun laughed, his eyebrows faintly sharp.

It wasn't the moment when she came out of the mountain, maybe she was in this bureau earlier.

Thinking about it this way, those ten years of peace and tranquility seemed even more precious.

Standing up, Mo Yun blew out the candle on the table, turned around and walked in.

If this is really a game, what she has to do, what she wants to do, and the only thing she can do is to break the game.

As for the people behind this game......

The corners of the mouth curled up, but the smile made people shudder.If a certain system is still there, they must know that their host is in a bad mood at this time, and then they will light three sticks of incense for the person who made their host feel so bad, and mourn for a while.

The monastic conference has always been held on the top of Cangshan Mountain.And for the monastic conference held every two years, the suzerains of the seven major sects and the patriarchs of the four major families must gather on the top of Cangshan Mountain on this day.This is the rule set by the founder of the Seven Great Sects, that is, the earliest suzerain of the Seven Great Sects, and it has continued to this day, even if the original owner is the Supreme Master, there is no exception.

Of course, according to the situation in previous years, this is just a routine, giving the monks a chance to share their experience and cultivation.But this time is different, because of the appearance of the red lotus fairy, and the appearance of the phantom love flower.Therefore, the atmosphere of the Daoist Cultivation Conference this time is completely different from the usual ones, filled with solemnity and chilling.

Sitting on the high platform, Mo Yun glanced at the upright people below, and glanced at the cold-faced little disciple standing behind him without any trace.It's a little funny in my heart, if I let them know that the person behind their most respected lord is a monk who is full of hostility, but I don't know how this group of righteous people who defend the way by eliminating demons will feel.

Will he raise his sword to face each other on the spot, desperately defending the righteous way, or will he succumb to power and pretend he doesn't know anything?

Mo Yun hopes it is the latter, because she is not a monk in the Mahayana period now, and naturally she does not have the absolute power to deter everyone.

Of course, compared to the previous two, Mo Yun hoped that nothing would happen, and it would be best to just calmly wait till the end of the monasticism conference.

In his ears were Lianjun Daochang's worried words about the righteous way and the common people in the world. Mo Yun had a calm expression, always paying attention to the movements around him.

"The way of the devil is so rampant, how can we wait for the righteous way to let them do harm?" After telling the details of Huangshaji, the white-bearded old man stroked his beard and asked.

The people below are all people of considerable status in the cultivation world. When the old man asked him this question, they were naturally filled with righteous indignation, wishing that this heinous devil would be brought to justice immediately.

"Fu Qingwu, a disciple of the Yunhuang Sect, is willing to fight against demons and defend the Dao for this pioneer, and he will never hesitate to die!" A woman in a colorful dress stood up and spoke respectfully and leisurely in the eyes of everyone, attracting everyone's attention .

Appreciation appeared in the eyes of the white-bearded old man, and he said: "Fu Qianjin is indeed the daughter of the Fu family, but this determination is also rare."

"Eliminating demons and defending Dao is my duty as an orthodox monk. Naturally, my disciples under the Burning Sect will not hesitate to die!"

"Of course! The same goes for my refining sect!"

"My Luo family should do the same!"

The righteousness in his chest was ignited, and the disciples of all sects shouted unwillingly.

Mo Yun closed his eyes slightly, and a strange color flashed past his eyes.

Apart from Yun Ling, the disciples who followed this time were Fu Qingwu and Qingming, and two other new disciples with good aptitude.The elders who followed were much more interesting, needless to say Jianming, the remaining two were Elder Jealousy and Elder Punishment Junhong.

Elder Jealousy and Qiu Long are old friends, and Elder Punishment seems to have a close relationship with Fu Qianzhong, and he is also Fu Qingwu's master, which is why Fu Qingwu is qualified to come to the cultivation meeting this time.

Except for Yunling and Jianming, the candidates who came to the Daoism Conference this time have nothing to do with Mo Yun.Prior to this, Mo Yun said in the front hall of Yunhuangzong that everything would be arranged by Jian Ming, and she naturally didn't ask any questions after that.But looking at the group of people following now, Mo Yun really doubted whether Jian Ming knew that she was not the original owner, and wanted to take this opportunity to take her down.

Because it would be too coincidental to say it was just right.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some of them came here voluntarily, after all, even Jianming has to worry about the friendship of the same family.

Yun Ling stood behind Mo Yun with a cold expression.

She knew that many people were watching her secretly, because she was the only disciple of the Seven Great Sects standing on the high platform.

Even Lay Qinglian, the disciple of Daoist Monarch Lian, did not come. Everyone has become accustomed to this, and they just secretly guessed where Lay Qinglian went for a walk again. It is a pity that we cannot see him.And the disciples of Jianzong's lord Xiaoyi are retreating, so it is naturally impossible to come to the Daoism Conference.So Yunling was very honored to be the only one.

Among the many gazes, one is very obvious.It's not sizing up, nor curiosity, but jealousy, jealousy that can almost stab people.Although it is hidden so deeply that others may not be able to detect it, Yunling can feel it very clearly.

Because the object of this jealousy is her.

And the source of this jealousy is the woman in colorful clothes sitting in the crowd, Fu Qingwu.

As for where this jealousy comes from, Yun Ling doesn't even have to think about it, it's just because of the position of the suzerain's disciple.Having lost all face at the teacher apprenticeship ceremony, with Fu Qingwu's haughty and arrogant temperament, it is inevitable to hold grudges in his heart.

But so what?Yun Ling never cared about the eyes of others.What she cares about is only one person in this world.

Lowering the eyelids, wherever the eyes can see, it is the elegant and indifferent back of that person.

There was a trace of pain and struggle in the dark pupils.

Master and apprentice?In this world, for her, the closest relationship is master-student, and the relationship that causes her the most pain is none other than master-student.

If they hadn't become masters and apprentices, they wouldn't have spent the past ten years together day and night.Or if they didn't meet each other at the beginning, will she relax a little now?

The black pupils froze and became pitch black, like a bottomless abyss without a trace of light.

In the crowd, one person had a warm smile on his face, coping with the female disciples from various sects who kept approaching and came to talk to him.From the corner of the eye, he secretly looked at Yun Ling, who had lowered his eyes on the stage, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

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