Marry Long Aotian

When Mo Chao woke up, his whole body was limp from sleep.

Because it was too warm and comfortable, he half-opened and half-closed his eyes, instinctively hugged Yan Lingyun's neck, put his cheek against him, and got close to him.

Then he was straightened by one arm, and a hand used to holding a sword touched his collarbone, jaw, and finally the side of the ear.This hand was dry, warm and strong, and Mo Yang fell on his neck, Yan Lingyun covered his eyes with his palm.

He breathed lightly, and after a while, he grabbed the hand with his hand and moved him away.

Yan Lingyun never stopped walking, his hand was grabbed, so he took it back, threw the wine gourd with one hand, opened the cork, and took a sip casually.

Mo Yang was supported by him with ease.

"Where is this place?"

"The Shrine of Creation."

"..." Mo Yang lowered his head and said to him, "I know, I want to go home."

Yan Lingyun said: "Xizhou is far away from here."

Mo Yang: "I'm not going back to Xizhou."

"Then where are you going?"

"I want to find Yan Lingyun."

After saying these words, Mo Yang saw Yan Lingyun chuckled slightly, and waves appeared in his originally calm eyes.

"I'm not looking for you," Mo Hao didn't know how to explain, "It's another Yan Lingyun."

The man said, "I know."

Mo Yang was stunned.

"The Good Fortune Shrine connects the past, the present, and the future, and the three thousand worlds occasionally meet, so it's not a strange thing." Yan Lingyun shook the wine gourd, "When I see Dongfang Heng, I know that you are not from this world. "

"Is it because he is too young?" Mo Chao thought for a while and asked.This Yan Lingyun's cultivation base is so high, it must have been a long time compared to the time he was here, and he probably knew Dongfang Heng here, so he recognized it at a glance.

As for not knowing himself... Mo Yang came here halfway through, and only lived in one world.

Mo Yang stared blankly at Yan Lingyun in front of him, this is the protagonist of the original novel, the protagonist of the world not influenced by him.

It's amazing, if there is a parallel world, wouldn't it be possible for me to stew myself in the shrine, and the main body has a big meeting.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Yan Lingyun caressed his face with the back of his hand: "Transcending time and space, how can it be so simple, you have karma that has not ended in this world, so the shrine will bring you here."

He asked again: "What is the relationship between you and me?"

Hearing this question, Mo Chao dawdled and looked away, but he still said, "It's a Taoist couple...but you haven't married me yet."

"Taoist." Yan Lingyun repeated.

"You are my companion."

He took a sip of wine, but his voice was unrecognizable: "A certain life was lost, but there was also a Taoist companion."

He hugged him and continued to walk forward, Mo Yang suddenly felt a little scared: "Where are you taking me, I want to go home."

"The passage has disappeared, even if you go back at this time, you will not be able to find your way." Yan Lingyun put away the wine gourd, and said softly, "If you don't believe me, I will show you."

Mo Yang believed in Yan Lingyun very much. No matter who it was, when he heard this sentence, his mind went blank: "...Then can I go back?"

"The appearance of passages has always been irregular, and it is unknown which world it leads to." Yan Lingyun did not lie to him, "Maybe you can go back."

Or maybe, there is no chance.

Mo Yang understood the implication, but he didn't react quickly.

But his back gradually turned cold, his hands and feet became numb, and his eyes only looked at Yan Lingyun, slowly blurring.

After a while, he heard Yan Lingyun say:

"Do you like pets?"

Mo Yang unconsciously nodded.

Yan Lingyun chuckled: "I'll show you something interesting."

He held him with one arm and stopped in front of the boundary marker that appeared around the corner.Mo Yang has seen this kind of boundary marker more than once, it seems to be spread all over the shrine, and it can be teleported with a map.

But Yan Lingyun didn't have a map, so he drew a complicated and obscure pattern with his bare hands.

"What is this?" Mo Yang's attention was diverted, he put his arms around his neck and asked blankly.

"The words written on the proverbs can be regarded as a kind of spirit pattern."

Mo Yang didn't know what the scriptures were, but looking at the momentum of the spirit pattern, it did look like some kind of writing.

It was only halfway through the painting when the terrifying Tao rhyme was faintly revealed. Mo Yang suddenly felt a pain in the sea, as if he heard a vast fairy bell, echoing in his mind.The golden lines in front of his eyes grew wildly like weeds, twisted and messed up, and he couldn't breathe, so he turned his head quickly and didn't look at it again.

Yan Lingyun: "Closing your eyes and digesting will do you some good."

"Ah."

Mo Yang closed his eyes and meditated obediently, feeling the Dao rhyme while mobilizing his cultivation.

After a while, there was a sudden warmth on his forehead, as if something had melted into it, turning into a mole between the eyebrows.

Mo Yang touched it, and belatedly opened his eyes, looking at Yan Lingyun.

The spirit pattern was split into two copies, one was melted into the center of his eyebrows, and the other was driven into the boundary marker.The boundary marker suddenly shone brightly, pulling them in, but instead of teleporting them to a certain place immediately, it made them stop in a space woven by the rays of light.

"where are we going?"

Yan Lingyun: "The Hall of Storms."

There is a hall of storms in the shrine, and there will be half-immortal artifacts coming out at the right time, and only when one is taken away will another one appear, each of which is rare and extraordinary.

The Temple of Storms is like a wishing tortoise in the shrine, spitting out rare treasures from the huge treasure house, waiting for those who are destined.It was only because Penglai was sealed for millions of years that no one could enter, so it was abandoned and no one remembered it anymore.

But since thousands of years ago, "Yan Lingyun" first came to the upper realm, and after the cotinus cotinus mystic realm involved the shrine, the secret realm jumped several times, and phantoms of the shrine appeared again, and the frequency became more and more frequent. In the end, basically A passage to Penglai was fixed for Wuzhou, and the Temple of Storms returned to Wuzhou's sight.

This time the cotinus cotinus secret realm jumped to Central Continent and involved the Temple of Storms. Although they didn't know much about it, the Dongfang family predicted that there would be a semi-immortal artifact born, which was enough for the ancestors of various forces to compete to get out.

This should be a good thing. The birth of Jingu will bring many opportunities to Wuzhou.But when Mo Yang looked at Yan Lingyun, he didn't seem to have any extra emotions, and when he talked about this, he felt a little tired.

The ancestors had gone through untold hardships to reach the Hall of Storms, but Yan Lingyun entered without a single step, holding Mo Yang in his arms.

They are sent directly from the boundary markers.

Because of that spirit pattern... Mo Yang touched the red mole between his eyebrows, thinking it was a treasure.

The place they entered was the side room, and they had to go around to reach the main hall.Through the window screen, Mo Yang could vaguely see groups of people who seemed to be confronting each other.

"so many people."

"Ah."

Yan Lingyun put him down, put a silver robe on him, fastened the hood in a few strokes, and covered Mo Yang's breath, figure, and appearance.

Mo Yang stood where he was, and after being put on his outer robe, he was hugged horizontally again.

As soon as the two stepped out, they attracted the attention of many people.

In the main hall, the stars are like a river, shining brightly, resplendent and vast, and there are thousands of people standing around the altar in the middle.None of these people's cultivation was below the distraction stage, and many of them were familiar faces that Mo Yang had seen at the Five Continents Ceremony, but in this world, they didn't know him.

Even if they knew each other, they might not have a good face at the moment.

Seeing Yan Lingyun, the complexions of the ancestors changed.

The elite disciples below were also discussing:

"here we go again……"

"It's him again, it's not enough to take the treasure house of the gods, and he also covets the palace of the gods."

"He has at least five semi-immortal artifacts on him, and he doesn't establish a sect, so why are you robbing us..."

A lone cultivator with no family or sect, cut off relatives and family, but he can disturb the entire upper world.

In the past, Wang Chan was a casual cultivator, but now Yan Lingyun is a casual cultivator. In this world, Da Zong has called a casual cultivator to ride on his head.

"The Dongfang family doesn't do things properly. The news of the birth of the semi-immortal artifact spreads all over the world, but even the Dongfang family can't get it. Why bother?"

"It also provoked Yan Lingyun."

Someone's face twitched, and when he mentioned Dongfang Heng, his heart became unstable: "That's a lunatic... Back then, he strayed into the witch forest by mistake, why didn't the ghost eat him."

Instead, he saved his life.

He spared his life, but let him be parasitized by the ghost king, his foundation was half destroyed, and his cultivation could not improve after becoming a god.Although the technique of divination dominates the five continents, it becomes more and more insane, which is frightening to hear.

He also won the Tianji Pavilion, and his power became even stronger.

"It's okay, it's okay, that person's end is approaching, and it's just a few years away." Someone comforted him, "If he goes crazy, he will only have a thousand years of lifespan if he cultivates a god, and he won't be able to jump for too long."

The high-ranking cultivator's spiritual consciousness was disorganized, and he was blocked by Yan Lingyun. He didn't care about the eyes of others, and looked at the altar in the center of the hall.

The altar was carved in the shape of a tortoise, and the tortoise's head was raised high, with a huge mouth open, biting a green stone platform. The middle of the stone platform was sunken, holding a gray animal egg the size of a palm.

Looking at the egg, Mo Yang's heart skipped a beat.

"That's an immortal beast, Canghaiyuemingjiao, which will hatch soon," Yan Lingyun said via voice transmission, "Although it is called Jiao, it is an ancient immortal beast. After the gods left, the mainland was separated from the fairyland, and it was trapped. The way of heaven, lacking in nature, can only achieve the body of a half-immortal beast. But he has the talent to create the moon and rise to the sea, which is very cute."

After Mo Chao heard the last sentence, he thought about it and couldn't help but ask, "How cute?"

Yan Lingyun: "You will know when the time comes."

Mo Yang nodded: "Okay. But you have to be careful, here are the ancestors of Dujie Mahayana, if you can't get them, we don't want them."

Yan Lingyun laughed again.

Seeing it, the ancestor of Qianyuan Xianzong couldn't help stroking his long beard: "Little friend Yan, we made an agreement before you came, and we will work together to open the barrier later, and then compete fairly and learn from each other. The winner , you can get this Canghai Yueming Jiao.”

Yan Lingyun said in a low voice, "Fair competition?"

"That's right, fair competition," said the patriarch, "No hijacking or threats, no assassins, no misuse of magical weapons by other sects, let's compete in a fair and square manner."

"I have no opinion."

Seeing that he agreed, the faces of the people present softened a little, and they decided to join hands to send him out later.

After a while, the time they were waiting for came.

It is not easy to take out the semi-immortal artifact from the Temple of Storms, and the barrier will be weakened only after the tide surges on the night of the full moon.

When the moonlight shone into the dome of the hall and sprinkled the sea and moonlight, the surrounding galaxy gradually became weaker, like sand floating, thinner.

"Everyone, work together to open the boundary!"