Master of time travel

Except for the sudden appearance of Xiaoyun, everything seems to be very peaceful, no matter if it is a demon cultivator or an orthodox monk with a ulterior motive.

The conversation between Mo Yun and the gentle man took too much time, but it was getting late.

Mo Yun closed his eyes slightly, and glanced down, it seemed that it was time for the two-year monastic conference to end.

But in an instant, Mo Yun's expression changed slightly, and the peak of his eyebrows flashed sharply.

The crowd in the audience was in a commotion, and shocking voices rang out everywhere.

"Is this scent so strange?"

"I remember, this fragrance seems to be.... Phantom Flower!"

"Illusion flower? The illusion flower that has been extinct for thousands of years?"

"The last time Moxiu appeared was for Huang Shaji's fantasy flower."

"Is it the red lotus fairy who appeared in Huangshaji and is related to the fantasy flower?"

A faint fragrance floated in the air but did not know when, and spread to the surroundings.

For this phantom love flower, many monks were terrified in their hearts, so that their faces were filled with awe.After all, it is something that can pry into one's heart, so one has to guard against it.

The human heart is never a blank slate, and there are inevitably some unspeakable things.Even if it wasn't filthy or filthy, I didn't want others to know about it.

With enough energy and keeping their minds focused, all the monks tightly held the magic weapons in their hands and observed their surroundings vigilantly.The suzerains of the seven major sects and the patriarchs of the four major families are even more dignified. After all, they are related to the magic cultivator and the magic flower, and these two are not trivial matters.

At this time, the Demon Cultivator appeared so aboveboard, it was inevitable that the self-proclaimed righteous monks would feel despised.What's more, none of them noticed the aura of the demon cultivator, which shocked them even more.

This magic cultivation is definitely not low.

Looking at the vigilant people below, Mo Yun sighed in his heart.She wanted to end the seminar peacefully, but now it seems impossible.The other party really knows how to pick opportunities, so why can't they stop for a while?

The faint fragrance around the tip of the nose is indeed the fragrance of the illusion flower, but this fragrance is not only the fragrance of the illusion flower.

The disciple in Tsing Yi moved from the crowd to Mo Yun's side in an instant, and said in a low voice, "Sect Master, Jian Ming didn't find Moxiu."

That's right, this is the most important thing, there is no aura of magic cultivators here.

It is a taboo to use the magic flower in the righteous way. Once discovered, it will be ruined, and the use of the magic flower is also very easy to be enchanted.Therefore, no orthodox Taoist would be so stupid as to use the illusion flower to improve his cultivation, even if he had, he would not bring it to the Daoism Conference.

Mo Yun swept around, and the top of the Cangshan Mountain was just like what the disciple in Tsing Yi said, there was no aura of demon cultivation.

Even if she is not in the Mahayana period now, this point can still be determined.

After all, there are only three Mahayana monks in this world.

Because standing behind the white-clothed woman was Yun Ling, the suzerain's direct disciple, so the disciple in Tsing Yi respectfully stood beside the white-clothed woman.

The disciple in Tsing Yi glanced at the man who had moved to Mo Yun's side not far away a moment ago.The woman who was like a green pine, intentionally or not, separated the gentle man from Mo Yun.

For this inexplicable hostile look, the gentle man just smiled lightly and didn't care.

But the disciple in Tsing Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then looked away, but his face was a little unnatural.

This smile seems familiar.

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, just like a provocation, and the fragrance of fantasy flowers mixed with peculiar smells filled the surroundings.

"Which demon is it, hiding in the dark like a turtle grandson." The horned dragon standing below was full of anger, and scolded: "If you still have a little blood, come out and make gestures with me! What is such a shrinking head!"

The sound was loud and deafening, but it was useless.

Thinking about it, how could the opponent be fooled by such a low-level provocative method.To show up in front of so many orthodox monks, isn't it a suicide attempt?

Mo Yun's face has returned to indifference, but the vigilance in his heart has not diminished in the slightest.

Logically speaking, because Huanqinghua can know people's deepest desires, even if luck keeps one's mind, it is impossible to be completely free from interference, especially for monks with lower cultivation bases.

At the moment when I smell the illusion flower, I have already been confused by the illusion, and it can be said that it is impossible to guard against.

But what is extremely strange is that no one is delirious now, which worries Mo Yun.What is the purpose of Moxiu's move?

"Fuck his grandma, I don't believe that you can escape my eyes!", the golden sky-shattering hammer was thrown out in his hand, and the burly man raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and swept away into the distance.Leaving a loud curse: "When I find that bastard grandson, I will have cramps and strip my bones, let him know what life is better than death!"

Seeing the burly man going away, some young monks couldn't hold back and followed him.

Those old foxes with seven clans and four clans who have been in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years just sat where they were.Their expressions had returned to normal, and they all looked indifferent to the sudden appearance of the scent of phantom flowers, and only focused on the few people on the high platform.

"Sovereign, Qingming has already observed the surroundings, but I don't know where the fragrance of the phantom flower comes from." A man dressed in green clothes, who was as awe-inspiring as a bamboo, also came to Mo Yun from below, knelt down and saluted.

Mo Yun concealed the momentary surprise in his heart, and said, "En."

Mo Yun has no image of the kneeling man, but Mo Yun has an image of the name "Qingming".

In the competition of new disciples, he played against Yun Ling against the young man.

It was clearly a situation of steady victory, but the young man suddenly conceded defeat, which can be said to have stunned everyone present.However, relying on the aptitude shown by the young man in the competition, he was accepted as a disciple by the taciturn elder in the apprenticeship meeting.

Looking at the kneeling man, Mo Yun's expression was inexplicable.

It seems that in the past ten years, Yun Ling is not the only one who has practiced super fast.Presumably in time, there will be one more elder in Yunhuangzong.

The man raised his head, his face was clear and handsome, his eyes were warm, like the rising sun.

"Elder Jealousy and Elder Punishment led the rest of the Yunhuang Sect disciples to investigate around."

"The deity knows." With a calm expression, Mo Yun had already looked away, turned to look down, and said, "Go down."

Hearing the calm voice of that person, Qingming lowered his head and replied: "Yes." Then he stood up and retreated respectfully behind the woman in white.

The moment he met the eyes of the gentle man standing beside the woman in white, the gentle man smiled, nodded slightly at Qingming, and flexibly played with the folding fan in his hand.

Qingming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, lowered her head and nodded, and quickly stepped back behind the woman in white.

Seeing this, the smile on the gentle man's face deepened, and even the strange light blue eyes were stained with this smile, as if he saw something extremely interesting.

"I'm telling my lord and seniors, I found the figure of the demon cultivator in the north, it's the red lotus fairy!" A young monk hurried over and knelt down and said.

As soon as the words came out, the expressions of the originally indifferent crowd changed.

Red Lotus Fairy, a name that the cultivation world doesn't want to mention.And what does Honglian appearing here at this moment represent?Thinking about it this way, those old foxes in the comprehension world couldn't sit still, and looked a little more dignified and eagerly at the high platform.

"Fairy Honglian is so rampant, do you really think that I have no righteous people?" The person who spoke was Fu Qianzhong, the patriarch of the Fu clan.

Fu Qian slapped the table again and got up, and said angrily: "My lord, senior Xiaoyun, Lianjun Daochang and Xiaoyi suzerain, forgive Qian Chong for being rude, let's go ahead!".After saying that, the man in the fancy dress turned around and left towards the north, and disappeared in an instant, showing that the man was in a hurry.

In the eyes of others, the man in the fancy dress is nothing more than a passionate righteous man.

"It seems that the old man has to go and investigate." The white-bearded old man looked at the direction where the man in the fine clothes disappeared, and said thoughtfully, stroking his beard.

"Senior Xiaoyun, do you want to go and investigate?" the white-bearded old man turned around and asked, but he was very respectful.

"Shangzun, Xiaoyun will go." With a short sentence, the gentle man still smiled, looking at the white-bearded old man who was slightly stunned by this sentence, and said slowly: "Xiaoyun has promised that you will Follow Your Majesty around."

The white-bearded old man came to his senses now, and his expression was a bit complicated, but it was only for a moment.Confused, the white-bearded old man cupped his hands and saluted: "It's Lian Jun who was rude."

I thought the man was just acting on the surface, but he didn't expect the man to be so serious.

"No problem." The gentle man waved the folding fan in his hand, but he was very magnanimous.

The white-bearded old man was about to raise his head, but he heard a seemingly unintentional sentence from above.

"Remember it later."

The speaker does not know whether it is intentional or not, but the listener does.

The white-bearded old man frowned, the wrinkles on his face deepened, and then he relaxed again, saying: "Your Lian understands."

"That's good." The man held the folding fan in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Mo Yun was in a bad mood, the man was like this, but he wanted all the monks here to know that he was serious, no matter what he said before or what he did in the future.If there is any dissatisfaction with this, look for him.

Domineering and arrogant maintenance, handsome appearance, even more gentle.From this point of view, the man is the perfect lover most desired by many women.

But Mo Yun is no longer a girl, such behavior makes Mo Yun feel very bad.It seems to limit the general sense of restraint, she is not a vine attached to a giant tree, and what she wants to do is not such a weak vine.

But unfortunately, Mo Yun has to be the vine now.Because the gentle man is still useful to her, so naturally she can't offend her too much.

Aggrieved, yes, very aggrieved, ever since he went to university on his own, Mo Yun has rarely been so aggrieved.

"Your Majesty, do you want to follow the old Taoist to take a look?" The white-bearded old man changed the subject at some point, and asked Mo Yun instead.

No longer calling Mo Yun the original owner of his body by his name, but like everyone else, respecting Mo Yun as the Supreme Master.

Mo Yun knew how much reluctance there was in these words, even though there was nothing unusual on the old man's face.The dissatisfaction with the gentle man grew deeper in his heart, and making enemies like this was the last thing Mo Yun wanted to see at the moment.

As the saying goes, a rabbit can bite people when it is in a hurry. She didn't want to see the white-bearded old man get angry and play tricks on her secretly.

Not afraid, but bored.Intrigue no matter which world you are in, it is really annoying.

Everyone stared at Mo Yun because of this sentence of the old man with white beard, but their eyes were determined.

As the head of the Righteous Path, the Supreme Master had to go at this time.

Naturally, the gentle man also looked at Mo Yun with a smile, as if he was waiting for the woman in white to answer.

Being valued so highly by the rumored seniors, but at this moment, he can't be too proud, otherwise he will make too many enemies.

It is also necessary to go.

"Okay." Mo Yun said.

"In that case, I'll set off later." The white-bearded old man was very happy with Mo Yun's answer, and said while stroking his beard.

"Tu'er stay here." Mo Yun turned around, but before he could speak, he heard Yun Ling who had been standing quietly behind him say so.

Mo Yun looked into Yun Ling's eyes, trying to find out what the other party was thinking, but was avoided by the other party.

The other party pursed the corners of his mouth into a stubborn arc, lowered his eyelids, and said nothing.

"You need to stay here. The sword inscription stays here. The suzerain doesn't have to worry about Junior Sister Yunling." The disciple in Tsing Yi always stood up to speak at the right time, and this time was obviously no exception.

"Qingming would also like to stay here with Elder Jianming and Uncle Yunling." Her warm voice was mixed with respect, as if she saw a pure young man who was looking forward to her senior.

Mo Yun looked at the person in front of him, but saw that Yun Lingfei still had no intention of explaining.

"En." Mo Yun looked away, swept over the two people who spoke, and then stayed on the disciple in Tsing Yi.

The disciple in Tsing Yi naturally understood the meaning, and nodded respectfully, but his eyes were very firm.

Seeing this, Mo Yun withdrew his gaze, took a deep look at the silent Yun Ling, and turned to leave.

This time is obviously not a good time to talk.With Jian Ming by Yun Ling's side, she felt a little relieved.Besides, those who are suspicious have already gone to the north. Instead of being entangled here, she might as well settle the matter in the north earlier so that she can return to Yunhuangzong.

Seeing that several people with the highest status had left, the group of people below followed closely behind.

Yun Ling lowered her head, only the hem of the man's white clothes was in her peripheral vision.When he raised his head, the figure of that person had disappeared, and there were very few monks left behind.

At this time, the only one standing beside that person was that gentle man.

This was obviously the last thing she wanted to see.

Mo Tong dyed the entire pupil of the eye into pitch black, looking at the direction where the person disappeared, Yun Ling was expressionless at the moment.

Standing still like a stone carving, the woman exudes a cold aura that no one should enter.

But she can't let Red Lotus Fairy see her. Once Red Lotus Fairy knows her identity, the consequences will be unimaginable.Whether it's the feeling of being despised by everyone, or the fact that he has something to do with Moxiu.

Even though Honglian didn't know what she saw in the illusion that day, she was unwilling to take the risk.Besides, that person didn't know what price he paid to erase the memories of Qiu Long and the others, but she didn't want everything that person did to be wasted.Make it difficult for that person in front of all the monks.

This time is different from that time, Cangshan has so many righteous seniors.

And what she fears the most is that once Fairy Honglian recognizes her, she will never be able to stay with that person again.