Cultivate with an African God

The Yanghong Realm has not been affected by the Consonance Realm, and is still prosperous in every way.

At this moment, Mu Xinghe is already sailing on the sea, the sea is boundless, if he goes out to sea without someone who is familiar with the sea as a guide, he will not be able to find his destination in all likelihood.

The guide is a rich middle-aged man, his skin is very rough because of the sun and wind, it is difficult to match his fat and leisurely posture, he glances at the scene of the sea from time to time, he is more focused on observing Mu Mu than on the road. The appearance of Xinghe said while saying: "Nine Transformations True Devil Relic's Mansion usually only appeared in the world for a hundred years. The last time I appeared in this world was about a few decades ago. At that time, I was just setting foot on this road. At that time, there were so many people, who are you?" They all rushed to get a piece of the pie, but unfortunately, very few came back in the end. Let me tell you, those who are really capable, how can they rush to that time, and go whenever they like, right, boss?"

Mu Xinghe glanced at him with a half-smile, leaned on the railing, and replied slowly: "That's for sure, people live by using the rules rather than being controlled by the rules..."

The guide stroked his beard and said, "You people in the Consonance Realm are indeed more capable. I remember that there was also a young man from the Consonance Realm ten years ago who came alone to find the Nine Transformations Real Demon Remains Mansion."

Mu Xinghe seemed to have finally picked up some interest, and replied: "Is that man a green bamboo flute, and he looks very arrogant and needs to be beaten? I should know him."

Seeing the guide's expression, Mu Xinghe smiled deeper.

He didn't come here for any treasure.

But thanks to the guide's words, he reaffirmed his guess.

Whether it's changing candidates, or forcing open the gate of heaven, the existence that manipulated them can't wait—or in other words, time is running out.

The guide sailed away, and Mu Xinghe stood alone on the sea.

His sensibility is now unprecedentedly sensitive, and he demarcated the boundaries of abnormal true energy bit by bit, and then the Zhenxuan ring moved, and the true energy gushed out from the ring, and the sea fluctuated, and then Mu Xinghe's body sank, as if being trapped. Something dragged into the sea.

The sea water was cold, but there was hot unknown true energy that kept hitting his body like waves.Mu Xinghe has been on the road for days, fighting constantly in the Consonance Realm, not to mention that he has just become a golden core and has not had time to consolidate his realm in the future. Now that he is under the impact of this, even though his consciousness is constantly struggling, he still inevitably falls into the dark vortex.

When Mu Xinghe tried his best to struggle out from the groggy darkness, he saw the uneven rocky ground.

Smells a slightly bitter floral fragrance.

He looked up in astonishment, and met a pair of cold eyes.

The man looked at him blankly.

Mu Xinghe felt a pain in his heart, but he didn't care about anything else, and asked directly: "Boss, why are you here?"

However, Shen Xiu didn't seem to care about him, she just glanced at him, turned around and was about to leave.

Mu Xinghe only felt his inner breath surging, he struggled to stand up, looked at Shen Xiu's figure and shouted eagerly: "No, don't go over... I don't guarantee that I will survive later, don't go over! want--"

Shen Xiu's steps finally stopped, he turned his head slowly, his eyes settled on Mu Xinghe who was in a mess, his eyelashes were especially long, cutting the light and shadow in his eyes, but when he lowered his eyes slightly, he showed a kind of Call Mu Xinghe strange and indifferent.

"What does my life and death have to do with you?" Shen Xiu even raised her lips slightly, with a few indifferent smiles, "Mu Xinghe, do you want to be the savior?"

Mu Xinghe looked at him, his throat seemed to be blocked by wet cotton, making him unable to speak a word.

For a moment he wanted to say sorry, that he actually had a difficult reason, that he never wanted to harm him, he always felt that the big brother had always been so tolerant and conniving to him, and if he confessed his mistakes and showed weakness, the big brother might not be with him. He cares.

But he was soberly aware that it was meaningless at all.

Mu Xinghe has always been sober. He believes that all words are appearances, and only actions can show his sincerity. Just like when he was unable to tell Shen Xiu that he liked you, he couldn't say sorry.

He didn't kill Shen Xiu, he even fulfilled his promise in his own way - let Shen Xiu return to Yunfu. In an accident, he ordered Shen Xiu to feign death, and also kept a hole card for Yunfu.

He thought very well, and felt that he was sober that day, but when he fell into a bitter silence, the madness receded like a tide, and he clearly realized that not much benefit can make up for the previous damage.It is a fact that he ignored Shen Xiu's own will, it is a fact that he used Shen Xiu, and it was a fact that he betrayed Shen Xiu...

He couldn't even face himself, so how could he face Shen Xiu.

Shen Xiu was able to find this place by herself, so she would not fail to guess his original plan. Such an attitude just showed that he would not forgive.

Mu Xinghe clenched his hands tightly, and even felt a dull pain in his palm. The pain woke him up. He staggered to follow, and noticed the slight movement of Shen Xiu's sleeve with sharp eyes. He spent so long with Shen Xiu, how could he not see it? Out of Shenxiu, did you want to draw your sword?

"...Don't be like this," Mu Xinghe lowered his voice, "I won't get close to you anymore, I just... finally got here, I have to check it out."

He heard a slight sound, it was the sound of Shen Xiu retracting his sword back into its sheath.

He saw that Shen Xiu's thin lips were tightly pursed, and he never said a single unnecessary word to him—no mention of love or hatred, nor back and forth, his eyes were dark, like dark rivers flickering in the night.

Mu Xinghe followed Shen Xiu silently—he recalled that when he first met Shen Xiu, the distance he followed was not too far, and it was a long period of time, he put himself in the position of the pursuer , has always longed to see the world from the same high position as Shen Xiu.

Now he is finally in the same realm as Shen Xiu, but the distance of those few steps is as far as the sky.

In silence, the two walked through this section of the stone road, and what they saw was a green pond shrouded in smoke.

Mu Xinghe took a few steps forward, observing the pond, but Shen Xiu raised his hand to stop him.

Mu Xinghe looked at the pond and said in a low voice: "... there is something weird about the pond." Shen Xiu didn't respond, Mu Xinghe swallowed, and continued: "Although the place we came to before didn't shit, but At least there are some ferns and some moss, but there is no living thing around this pond—or even under the pond, I suspect that the water in this pond is poisonous, and the smoke may also be a problem..."

However, Shen Xiu raised his hand slightly, and a white butterfly flapped its wings away from his finger. As soon as it came into contact with the white smoke, flames ignited all over its body, and disappeared from their sight.

The white butterfly is a magical creation, formed by the condensation of true qi. This fate just shows one thing: it is probably not just a poisonous mist.That is some kind of mechanism aimed at true qi. Some people may think that walking on the water with a magical shield covering the body, the shield should be dispelled as easily as a butterfly.

Mu Xinghe thought for a while, and took out half of the wooden token from the storage bag—it was originally a remnant of a certain ancient local magic technique he found in a certain world, and he thought it would be completed at some point, but now it is also He casually threw it into the pond, and saw that the wooden sign was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, before sinking to the bottom, it was completely dissolved by the pool water.

Mu Xinghe put his hands together: "Yes."

He pulled out a blank talisman paper, the talisman paper burned, and the shikigami summoned it.

It was a boy with blood-red eyes, surrounded by snowflakes, and suspended in the air. He approached the pond with a cold breath all over his body, and transformed into a long knife like ice and snow, and slashed towards the pond.

The emerald water splashed up, and then froze in this raised state—the pond began to freeze layer after layer after being cut with the knife, and the white mist also faded due to the freezing of the pond.

This is the skill characteristic of Xuetongzi - he is the demon of snow, he holds the famous sword Xuezou in his hand, every attack has a chance to freeze the enemy, this characteristic can be transmitted through water, so Mu Xinghe thought of summoning snow Boy freezes the pond.

Seeing that it was really effective, Mu Xinghe stepped on the ice first, and after realizing that it was correct, he said: "Although my shikigami are not completely restricted by the rules of this world, because they rely on my true energy, so I can't specify these things. When will the ice be gone, so let's go."

He knew that such a small matter could not be difficult for Shen Xiu, but Shen Xiu did not reject his handling after all. Although they were strangers now, at least they could build a relationship of collaborators and even comrades-in-arms.

Although Mu Xinghe didn't want to accept it, maybe that's the only way to do it now.

After walking through the pond, a courtyard slowly unfolded in front of their eyes.The courtyard was a bit dilapidated, with long vines hanging on the wall with dead leaves, and tall ginkgo trees were planted all around, and the fallen leaves on the ground had accumulated an unknown number of layers.

When Mu Xinghe went again, he heard the sound of bowstrings!

Mu Xinghe's reaction was extremely fast. Hearing the sound, he surrounded himself with a wind shield, but this layer of defense was completely useless. At the same time as the crisp cracking sound, a slight dull pain came at the same time. A small arrow was stuck in his arm, blood flowed out along the wound, before Mu Xinghe could pull out the arrow, the small arrow disappeared.

In terms of the self-healing ability of Jindan people, this small injury is harmless, but judging from the previous pond, the owner here is obviously not that kind.

At this time, Shen Xiu had already walked towards the ginkgo forest, and Mu Xinghe wanted to go up, but as soon as he stepped away from a certain range, the little arrow no longer appeared, and instead, monstrous flames began to appear at Shen Xiu's feet!

Mu Xinghe immediately realized that this was a logical setting of a certain mechanism - when his little arrow mechanism just now was not triggered, other mechanisms would be triggered on others.Thinking of this, he immediately took a step back, and sure enough, the flames also disappeared, and the sound of bowstrings sounded again.

Shen Xiu finally turned around, Mu Xinghe didn't notice his expression at that moment, he only heard his voice: "This is a formation, the core is in the woods."

Shen Xiu was well-known in the cultivation world for his knowledge in this area a long time ago, and Mu Xinghe naturally believed in his judgment, not to mention that this was the first time Shen Xiu took the initiative to talk to him after that, and Mu Xinghe responded a little bit at a loss: "I understand! I stay here!"

Shen Xiu didn't answer him, walked into the ginkgo forest, and soon disappeared.

Mu Xinghe stood there alone holding the small arrow of the mechanism—although it was not painful, but the wear and tear was really annoying. He thought for a while, and summoned a flower and bird scroll, and the girl in the picture scroll drove the flower and bird to fly to the courtyard wall. When Asuka returned, he brought some healing power to make up for what Mu Xinghe lost just now.

Flowers and birds are curled up on the side, and those small arrows that are getting denser and denser are nothing.

But just as Mu Xinghe predicted, this situation won't last long.

Probably because Shen Xiu had solved the formation on the other side, and the little arrow no longer appeared.However, Mu Xinghe saw that the skin of the stone lions in front of the door was peeling off layer by layer. Although they were still stone sculptures, their eyes were filled with red light. Their bodies were slightly lowered, and they were slowly walking towards him in a hunting posture.

Before Mu Xinghe could make a move on the stone lion, the accident happened again!

The fallen leaves on the ground rolled up, but they turned into gusts of wind and rushed towards him!

Mu Xinghe has practiced Taiyi Qingfeng for a long time, and a little breath fluctuation is enough for him to estimate the strength of the attack.

——This burst of attacks is not as easy to deal with as before!

Mu Xinghe's expression froze, his fingers moved slightly, and the aura was also condensed into wind walls, which surrounded his body in the state of gossip. The wall was almost united with his perception.

He clearly saw that the stone lamp at the door was almost crushed into dust by the gust of wind, which proved how correct his judgment just now was.

This technique is indeed quite powerful. As soon as he hit the wind wall, he felt the impact that almost made his meridians vibrate. If he hadn't erected those wind walls early, he should have turned into powder like a stone lamp at this moment .Mu Xinghe used flowing true energy to counteract the incoming power, and he didn't even have the time to use other means to be distracted, but the situation changed, he couldn't just stand and wait like before——

Because the stone lion has come to him!

Mu Xinghe couldn't walk away yet, because he wasn't sure whether Shen Xiu had really lifted the formation!

What he relies on, at this moment, there is only one flower and bird scroll!

Facing the slowly approaching stone lion, the girl gently raised her hand, surrounded by birds, her fingertips were so white that they were almost transparent.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the mines on Lanlan Road~Thank you for the mines from Thirty Visitors~Thank you for the mines of rikachi~

At night, I thought I would update if there were any comments, but I didn’t expect to have the opportunity to update~ This is the last copy, so it’s tentatively called Rumengbumeng~