The villain is my brother

There are two considerations for letting Master Xuanjing be the witness. On the one hand, Guanlan Sect needs to send people to watch the ceremony anyway, so it is reasonable and reasonable for Master Xuanjing, who can directly represent Guanlan Sect, to avoid the danger of rushing over; On the one hand, Master Xuanjing can be given more time to heal his wounds, and it will not be too dangerous to go back after the situation stabilizes, and Shen Mo will take Qin Moyu to the extremely cold place immediately after the ceremony is completed.

"Wait." Master Xuanjing frowned immediately after hearing Shen Mo's explanation. He looked at Shen Mo vigilantly, "Why did you take Mo Yu to the extremely cold place? Without the strength to cross the tribulation period, go to the extremely cold place." The ground is simply sending sheep to the tiger's mouth."

This is different from looking for inheritance before. The extremely cold place is full of dangers, and no one knows if Tiandao has other backers. Even Shen Mo dare not say that he can come back unscathed, let alone bring a A Qin Moyu.

That's why Xuan Jing really doubted whether Shen Mo was too emotional and insisted on taking Qin Moyu to the extremely cold place.

"If possible, I don't want to either." Shen Mo's expression darkened. He naturally knew the danger of the extremely cold place, but he had a reason to take Qin Moyu there, "But if you want to unlock the seal of the extremely cold place, I'm afraid there is no Moyu." Yu help, even I can't do anything."

All formations have formation bases, and the bases of the extremely cold lands are those creatures who voluntarily dedicated their lives during the tribulation period. They were able to use the red lotus karmic fire because of the fusion of the soul and the formation.

Shen Mo had always thought that he could forcibly break through the formation of the extremely cold place by gathering the luck of the four continents. He just separated from Qin Moyu to participate in the simple abdication ceremony - because he had already been enthroned once before, so he did not need to be enthroned again. Too complicated sacrifice——When the luck of the Southern Kingdom returned to him, he was keenly aware that his initial plan seemed too idealistic.

It is true that the luck of the four continents is very large, but after carefully studying the formation in the extremely cold place with Jianghua's inheritance, Shen Mo had to admit that the temporary gathering of luck in the four continents alone seemed not enough to break through the formation. To unravel the formation of the extremely cold place, one must start from the foundation of the formation.

If the extremely cold land is compared to a lock whose keyhole is blocked, then the luck of the four continents is to open the keyhole, and the red lotus fire on Qin Moyu's body, which has the same origin as the formation of the extremely cold land, is the most important thing the key.

Qin Moyu originally wanted to complain about how long it had been since he came back. Being an emperor is as easy as drinking water, and being caught off guard has become the most important "key", which is a bit confusing.

However, Shen Mo's proposal is indeed the best and most helpless choice at the moment.

It's all said and done, there is no reason why the eggs will die under the collapse of the nest. It's not that Master Xuanjing doesn't understand that Qin Moyu has to take this risk. It's just that it's one thing to know rationally, but he still worries emotionally.

"What are you doing so special?" Master Xuanjing muttered, angrily pulling a handful of Qin Moyu's hair.

In fact, from waking up from a serious injury to now, Master Xuanjing always has an inexplicable depression and ending in his heart. Probably because he was used to protecting Qin Moyu since he was a child, but after waking up, he became Qin Moyu to protect him, and there was even someone who was stronger than himself. Shen Mo, who knows how much, feels unspeakably uncomfortable at this gap.

Qin Moyu was inexplicably slapped by his master, so he could only cover his head in aggrieved manner, and accuse Master Xuanjing with his eyes.

Master Xuanjing snorted, he would never show his vulnerable side in front of Qin Moyu, patted Qin Moyu on the shoulder, and said in a rare serious way: "I will not prevent you from going to the extremely cold place...but, I would rather God Even if the plan is successful, I don’t want you to die in an extremely cold place.”

If it is really impossible to stop Tiandao, he still wants to protect Qin Moyu to the last moment.

"What are you talking about, we will succeed, I'm your apprentice." Qin Moyu raised his eyebrows, and hugged Master Xuanjing with a smile.

Master Xuan Jing hugged Qin Moyu back, and when Qin Moyu turned his back to Shen Mo, he spoke silently when they met Shen Mo's eyes.

Shen Mo's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded silently.

Qin Moyu will probably never know that on this day, for the first and last time, Master Xuanjing showed weakness to Shen Mo who was at odds with him.

He said, "Please protect Mo Yu."

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The matter of Master Xuanjing's return to the Guanlan Sect was settled. The formations in the abyss continued to spread outside, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy, but Qin Moyu was unexpectedly relaxed after returning.

Every day, he would either go to Shen Yu's side to see how he was going to fight at the border, or he would accompany Master Xuanjing to recuperate from his injuries, or he would practice spells alone, while Shen Mo was just the opposite.

Ever since Shen Mo "ascended the throne", he has been so busy every day that he doesn't know how many things are waiting for him to deal with every day, but just like this, he will spare one or two hours every day to accompany Qin Moyu.

Because Qin Moyu mentioned the swing in the yard before, Shen Mo also asked someone to make a swing in the yard.

Master Xuan Jing didn't want to see their sticky appearance, and every time Shen Mo came to look for Qin Moyu, he muttered that he didn't see to go back to the room, leaving the two of them chatting under the night.

This day was no exception, Shen Mo came to look for Qin Moyu as soon as he was free, but it was different from the previous few days, this time he invited Qin Moyu to a place.

"Guanxing Pavilion?" Qin Moyu looked curiously at the direction of Shen Mo's finger. Under the starry night sky, there was indeed a faint silhouette of a tall building.

"Yes." Shen Mo just remembered that there is still such a place in the palace. He took Qin Moyu along and said, "Although people will be sent to clean it every year, it has been locked since I can remember. Once I sneaked in for fun, and unexpectedly found that the scenery is beautiful."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Moyu saw the star-gazing pavilion.

It's strange to say that such a tall attic should be very conspicuous during the day, but it wasn't until Shen Mo told Qin Moyu today that Qin Moyu discovered that there is actually such a tall building in this place.

"Is it a formation?" The only reason Qin Moyu could think of was this.

In this unscientific world, it is only right to push the even more unscientific things to the formations.

Shen Mo nodded, took Qin Moyu's hand and walked up to the Star Observatory.

Walking into a strange attic in the dark night, the cold moonlight shines through the windows of each floor to illuminate the mottled traces of time on the wall, and because of the walking around, it becomes strange, and the only thing left in the ear is the quietness of the feet stepping on the stairs. The sound of crackling and shallow breathing, the light from the window becomes weaker as you go up, but when you look up, you can see the bright light from above. For a moment, Qin Moyu felt that they had become a rebellious and elopement couple. Abandoning all moral etiquette, it seems that only each other is left.

"Here we are." Shen Mo suddenly stopped in front of a door on the top floor, panting lightly.

The darkness couldn't stop Qin Moyu's vision. He saw the bustling reliefs on the door and the signs of different stars.

The door was not completely closed, but a crack was slightly exposed. Qin Moyu saw that the light above his head came from behind the door.

"squeak--"

The heavy door hadn't been opened for many years, and it made a tooth-piercing sound, but Qin Moyu's gaze was completely attracted by the scene behind the door.

How to describe them?

They are small, that one lamp is not even as bright as a star in the dark night; but they are also huge, and the lamps gather together to make the moon even dimmer.

Qin Moyu finally understood why the light on the top floor was so dazzling.

——Because the light on the top floor comes from thousands of lights, countless lights.

The top floor of Guanxing Pavilion is a small pavilion protruding outward, without the grace of carved beams and painted buildings, only a simple set of wooden tables and chairs; without too many jewels, there is only an unfinished game of chess on the wooden table; A cluster of open flames, only the brilliant human galaxy below.

Qin Moyu still remembered that when Shen Mo led himself to look down on the flying sword, the fireworks rose and the stars and lights were lit, which already made him feel relaxed and happy, but now looking down from the Star Pavilion, it is even better.

If the clouds in the sky are untouchable, then the star river of lights is so close right now.

The evening wind blows slowly, kisses the broken hair at the tip of the hair, and then quietly stops in people's hearts.

"It's so beautiful..." Qin Moyu murmured to himself, as if drunk in this splendor.

And Shen Mo slowly told a story.

Long, long ago, there was a gentleman who had no cultivation but was knowledgeable and talented. He was born immortal. No matter how you killed him, he could be resurrected. Because he had no name and only a single surname Fei, so Everyone calls him Mr. Fei.

Mr. Fei knows astronomy first and geography second, and he is gentle and kind. However, many of the students he teaches are evil cultivators who are full of evil, and there are also heroes who help justice. No matter which forces in the four continents respect him very much, he always smiles and says I actually don’t understand anything, I just lived a little longer.

He is always traveling in the four continents, and no one knows which continent he will stay in next time, but what is certain is that as long as there is a force that can keep him and get his help, that force can grow rapidly.

And the place where Mr. Fei stayed for the last time among the four continents was Southland.

He assisted the young emperor, who was only seven years old at the time, to grow up, watched him expand his territory, and helped him consolidate his royal power, but finally disappeared in the star-gazing pavilion that the emperor built for him.

No one knows where he went, just like no one knows where he came from.

"It is rumored that they had a big quarrel before the Star Watching Pavilion was built. The ancestor brought Mr. Fei up here in order to calm down. The ancestor asked Mr. Fei a question, but the answer he got was that Mr. Fei disappeared."

Shen Mo looked at the scenery below. This story is too old. Even if there is a genealogy, it is impossible to tell what generation the ancestor was. The things in the story are true or false.

"Actually, with the strength of the ancestor at that time, he could have ascended and left this world, but he would rather exhaust his lifespan and die in the Star Watching Pavilion just to wait for Mr. Fei to come back, but he will never have the chance to see that person again." Shen Mo clenched his hands tightly. When he was a child, he just couldn't understand why his ancestors were so stubborn to wait for someone who would not come back, so he quietly climbed up to the Star Pavilion to find the secrets of his ancestors, but he only saw the beautiful scenery in front of him.

But now he understands.

I also guessed what kind of question the ancestor asked Mr. Fei.

"Mo Yu."

Qin Moyu realized that Shen Mo had let go of his hand at some point, and when he turned his head, Shen Mo was still the same Shen Mo, but something seemed different.

He saw that Shen Mo's dark eyes were no longer the deepness of the past, but a tenderness that was enough to make people drown. The lights of thousands of houses seemed to be the foil for Shen Mo.

He heard him say.

"If I treat the world as a gift, are you willing to be my Taoist companion?"