Taoist

Countless golden light spots gathered on the water surface, and more and more floated out from under the water.

Soon this small space was illuminated by these light spots.

Dreamy.

Huangfusong vaguely felt that Yun Mo might have encountered some great opportunity this time.

There were golden spots of light floating towards Huangfusong again, this time he didn't dodge, but let those spots enter his body.

For a moment, there seemed to be an extremely exquisite dao rhyme flashing in Huangfusong's heart, and he immediately realized that this was also a chance for him.

On the cyan stone platform at the bottom of the water is the place where the golden light is the most intense.

But the young man who was submerged in a piece of golden light still didn't notice it at this time.

He lay there quietly, with a huge lotus phantom around his body, and he looked as if he was sleeping among the flowers.

Suddenly, the boy's eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, the phantom of the lotus flower disappeared, and the golden light spot disappeared.

Yun Mo was in a trance for a moment.

who am I?

The gods of the heavens, the battle between immortals and demons, palaces and pavilions... Countless pictures flashed before my eyes.

No, it's not him.

"Yun Mo, I am Yun Mo."

All the complicated thoughts receded in an instant, and Yun Mo's eyes became extremely clear.

There seemed to be the sound of something breaking in the air.

Everything around seemed to freeze in an instant, and then returned to nothingness like shattered glass.

When Yun Mo opened his eyes again, he found that everything around him had changed.

The surroundings were pitch black, and the cave they entered was not far away, and Huangfu Song was sitting next to him, seemingly in meditation.

Yun Mo hesitated for a moment, but sat down temporarily.

He knew in his heart that he should have accidentally entered some kind of secret realm and got a chance.

He can feel that his current spiritual power is running extremely smoothly, and the Dao Foundation, which was a little vain due to lack of cultivation before, is now extremely perfect.

Yun Mo even felt that he could condense the golden core and cultivate into a Nascent Soul immediately.

But he quickly suppressed the idea.

After experiencing the vast and boundless spiritual power in his body, which can move mountains and fill seas with his hands, he suddenly returned to reality and found that he was just a small foundation cultivator. The sense of gap is not weak.

Fortunately, Yun Mo's state of mind is no longer as fragile as before, and he quickly adjusted his state of mind.

After appreciating the scenery on the top of the mountain, Yun Mo could better understand the long and arduous journey of cultivating Taoism. He is just beginning at best.

And if you want to go faster and farther on this road, you should avoid impetuousness the most.

Huangfusong also woke up from the trance at this time, and saw the environment around him changed again at a glance, thinking that something happened again, he jumped up from the ground and swears.

"Are you awake? Then let's go." Yun Mo was obviously used to Huangfusong's behavior.

"Cloud ink!"

Only then did Huangfusong notice that Yun Mo had stood beside him at some point.

He stretched out a trembling hand and pointed, "You, you, you, shouldn't you be under the pool? When did you come up?!"

Yun Mo glanced at him lightly, "How can there be any pool here?"

Huangfu Song turned around, "Obviously..." But he suddenly remembered that the surrounding environment had changed, he looked at the empty space, embarrassed and puzzled, "He was still here just now."

"That's an illusion, not real."

Huangfusong suddenly remembered something, and fumbled all over himself.

Yun Mo looked at Huangfusong's perverted movements with some disgust, "What are you doing?"

"I really remember we fell into a puddle, and I went down to get yours..."

The clothes were dry, not wet at all, and the blood stains on his body were still there.

Huangfu Song finally stopped, was that really an illusion?

But it's too real, right?

Huangfusong was still a little dubious.

Yun Mo shook his head helplessly, "Let's go."

Huangfusong was still a little dazed, "Where are you going?"

Yun Mo had already lifted his feet and walked towards the exit, "Of course I went out."

I don't know how long it has passed outside, when the two came out, they saw a field of scorched trees.

When the two looked back at the cave they walked out of before, they found that it was simply a huge tree hole.

The giant tree has long since died, but from the remaining half of the tree stump, it can be seen how huge the tree must have been back then.

It's just that the tree stump has already been petrified, so you can't really see it if you don't look carefully.

The crisis outside had been resolved, but Yun Mo and Huangfu Song were looking at this huge tree hole at this moment, with complicated emotions.

"Cloud ink!"

A figure suddenly rushed over from a distance.

When Yun Mo heard this familiar voice, his eyes lit up immediately, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled, "Brother Lingyuan!"

Lingyuan has been looking here for three full days.

He searched everywhere here, but couldn't find anything.

The aura of the jade talisman suddenly disappeared here.

Lingyuan didn't believe it.

Yun Mo must still be here, but he hasn't found him yet.

even if......

Even at worst, something should be found.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Even if it is a piece of cloth on the clothes or an accessory worn?

What's more, Ling Yuan never believed that Yun Mo would die here like this.

He has gone through so many ordeals in his previous life, so it makes no sense to fall into this small swamp.

"Cloud ink..."

Lingyuan tightly hugged Yunmo's body. These days, endless worries, self-blame, and panic weighed on Lingyuan's heart. If something happened to Yunmo, Lingyuan would never forgive him in his life. Own.

He used to always substitute that Lord Jiu Cang into the current Yun Mo.

Lord Jiu Cang is strong and independent, so he felt that Yun Mo should also become strong and independent as soon as possible, instead of being lazy by his side all day long, even having to supervise his own cultivation.

Yun Mo was suddenly hugged by Ling Yuan like this, he was happy for a while and then felt something was wrong.

Brother Lingyuan seems to be very sad now?

Yun Mo raised his head, and a teardrop just fell on his face.

He panicked all of a sudden, his heart seemed to be clenched by something, "Brother Lingyuan, what's wrong? Don't cry..."

Yun Mo was at a loss and wanted to wipe the tears off Ling Yuan's face.

He had never seen Ling Yuan cry.

Ever since he could remember, Lingyuan has always been calm and stable in his heart.

This was the first time he saw Ling Yuan so flustered,

It was the first time I saw Ling Yuan cry in front of him.

Yun Mo faintly felt that Lingyuan's behavior must have something to do with him, but he felt distressed and guilty, and didn't know what to do, so he was so anxious that he was about to cry with Lingyuan.

Ling Yuan put his face on Yun Mo's shoulder, his voice was still hoarse, "It's okay, I'm just so happy."

"Ah Mo, it's great that you're fine."

Although Lingyuan kept telling himself that nothing would happen to Yunmo, he was the one who believed in this the most, and he was the one who was most afraid of accidents.

Yun Mo cautiously hugged Ling Yuan back, and patted Ling Yuan's back lightly like he did when Ling Yuan comforted him before.

"It's okay, brother Lingyuan, I'm fine."

Seeing that Ling Yuan was so worried about him, Yun Mo was naturally very happy, which showed that he was still very important to Ling Yuan's elder brother.

But Yun Mo blamed himself very much, feeling that he shouldn't make Ling Yuan so worried about him.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must work hard to become stronger, so strong that his elder brother Lingyuan would not worry about him, and strong enough that he could protect elder brother Lingyuan.

It took Ling Yuan a while to calm down, and he let go of Yun Mo's tight grip. Apart from some red eyes, his expression had returned to normal.

Only then did he look at Huangfusong who was standing aside, staring and still not understanding what was going on.

Lingyuan guessed that this should be Yun Mo's new friend, and he was not embarrassed, and nodded slightly at him, "Sorry, I lost my composure just now, and I made friends laugh."

Seeing Lingyuan talking to him suddenly, Huangfu Song, who had been the background board for a long time, was shocked, and immediately waved his hands, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Yun Mo was suddenly let go by Ling Yuan, and he felt a little disappointed, as if he had lost his virtue. He really liked Ling Yuan's brother hugging him like this...

After hearing the conversation between the two, Yun Mo glanced at Huangfusong with some displeasure, and without mentioning what happened just now, he smiled at Lingyuan: "His name is Huangfusong, and he is a new friend I met in Daze. "

Then he said to Huangfu: "This is my elder brother Lingyuan, he is very important to me."

He bit the word "very important" very hard, as if he entrusted his most precious emotion on it.

Huangfusong looked at the mausoleum, and then at Yunmo, feeling as if he understood something, so he nodded frantically, "Yeah! I know!"

Then Huangfusong hesitated, twitched, and called out stiffly, "Brother Ling?"

Huangfusong felt that he and Yun Mo were already life-and-death friends, good brothers who ate meat, set fire, killed strange beasts, and broke through secret realms together.

Since this Lingyuan is such an important person as my brother, I should respect him, and calling him by his first name is definitely not acceptable. Calling Daoyou is too good, but I can't always call "Brother Lingyuan" together with Yunmo... ....

So Huangfusong resolutely decided to call him "Brother Ling"!

Appearing close and respectful at the same time, it couldn't be better!

Ling Yuan was taken aback by Huangfu Song's "Brother Ling", no one had ever called him that before.

Ling Yuan always felt that this name was extremely strange, but he couldn't tell where it was so strange.

He had no choice but to refuse: "Here, Fellow Daoist Huangfu, you can just call me by my name."

Huangfusong looked upright, "How can this work! I am a good friend of Yunmo, so I naturally call him what he calls me. How can I call you by your name directly? No, no, no."

Lingyuan: "..."

He felt that Yun Mo, a good friend, seemed a bit unintelligent.

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