Marry Long Aotian

The two stayed warmly in Qinglian Pond for a few more days, and when the dusk was bright, Mo Yang was hugged and left Shen Yuangu.

The warm yellow autumn sun shone on Mo Yang's hair, warming his face.The sky is high and the sea is wide, and the whole world is melted in brilliant gold. Yan Lingyun walks in the wind, black boots pass by the tip of the sword, white clothes encourage people, narrow-sleeved wide robes, hug people, and overlook the sycamore trees in the academy at will.

Mo Yang's hairband flew off, his whole body felt like he was on a roller coaster, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The young man also raised his lips slightly.

As soon as the wind and cloud recording ended, time seemed to slow down, Yan Lingyun played with Mo Yang for a while like this, and the two returned to Xiaohongfeng after it was completely dark.

As soon as he went back, he alarmed the others.

Ye Qiushui was wearing unlined clothes, with wet hair uncut, lazily climbed to the top of the mountain, sat under the red maple tree, tilted his head and looked at them: "Hey, are you back?"

There was a strong moisture on her body, Xu Rao avoided looking at her handsome face.

Mo Chao rubbed his hands: "It's out, there are still a lot of ingredients in my home, rub it for a meal?"

"Rub!" Ye Qiushui said cheerfully.

It is good to have a home, and Mo Yang quickly took out a pile of fresh and aura-like vegetarian dishes from the warehouse, as well as processed chicken and sheep, made them into skewers, and barbecued with everyone.

I haven't entered the home for a year, and there are more supplies stored in the warehouse. The npc is diligent and diligent, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, living a happy life.

Gu Lan soon arrived, sitting next to Ye Qiushui, smelling the fragrance gently, holding a teacup.

Among the three, Xu Rao has already broken through Nascent Soul, and was promoted to the early stage of Nascent Soul; Ye Qiushui was the fastest, and was promoted from the mid-stage to the late stage of Jindan to Dzogchen; Gu Lan was promoted to the late stage of Golden Core.

Qin Kai is still in Qinglian Pond, about to break through to transform into a god.

Only Mo Yang is still in the early stage of Golden Core.

Ye Qiushui turned over the meat skewers and asked, "How could this be? Haven't you accumulated enough real energy?" She wasn't sure, "Because of the Five Spirit Roots?"

Mo Yang shook his head: "It's not about the real essence."

The monk's dantian is like a reservoir, which compresses the spiritual energy into real essence one by one. When it is full and pure enough, a breakthrough is a matter of course.

If Jindan wants to break through the Nascent Soul, he must compress the true essence to the extreme and condense it into the Dantian Jindan. Day after day, a small Nascent Soul will be raised, which will become the incarnation outside the body in the future.

In case the cultivator is killed, the Nascent Soul can escape and have the opportunity to transform into a new body and start practicing again.

It is true that five spirit roots require five times as much real energy as other monks to advance. Since Mo Yang broke through the golden core, he has been working hard to fill this reservoir.Not to mention the daily practice, he also melted a lot of Yan Lingyun's Yuanyang, but the golden core didn't move at all.

He could feel that his true essence accumulated more and more in the golden core, far surpassing the mid-term level of the golden core, but there was no breakthrough.

The opportunity has not come.

But Mo Yang didn't know what the opportunity was.

"It's useless to think about it, I can only take one step at a time." Mo Chao drizzled meat sauce on it, and gave Gu Lan a bunch of grilled mushrooms. Give her the barbecue that other people baked for her.

This barbecue lasted until late at night, a few people chatted about everything, the brilliance of the bright moon scattered, the academy was shrouded in a faint white mist, only the orange fire on the top of Xiaohong Peak reminded Mo Yang. When he left Xizhou five years ago, Wu Yu was blowing the xun by the campfire.

"Junior Brother, will you come back?" He asked.

There was also a full moon on the top of Xuefeng, but those shadows gradually faded in memory.Mo Yang slowly touched the storage ring in his hand, wondering what the reward would be after he broke through the Nascent Soul.

When can I go back to Xizhou to have a look.

The Immortal Venerable asked him to travel across the five continents, and it was best to go back after transforming into a god.Mo Yang still remembered that when he was apprenticed to a teacher, he asked the immortal why he accepted him as an apprentice, and the immortal also said that he would tell him after he transformed into a god.

"Drink!" Ye Qiushui raised his glass and finished another bowl of spirit wine. He was almost unsteady, and Gu Lan quickly supported her.

Mo Yang was drawn back by her, and looked at the sky: "It's already late at night, everyone go back."

Xu Rao: "Okay, see you tomorrow." With a smile on his face, he cast a spell to help Mo Yang clean up the mess, and the maple tree was immediately clean and tidy, without leaving any oil stains.

After Xu Rao broke through the Nascent Soul, his figure was still round, but he seemed to have grown a bit taller, and his demeanor was more calm.He glanced at Ye Qiushui who was being supported by Gu Lan, and said goodbye politely.

Yan Lingyun looked away and took a sip of wine.

The peak became quiet again, Mo Chao said: "Let's go and see Xiaojiao, we haven't seen it for a year, I don't know if it has grown up a bit."

"Okay." Yan Lingyun casually took Ke's hand.

After a whirlwind, the two appeared on the top of the hill in their homeland, and 996 dutifully turned on the high beams, illuminating the mini island in the heart of the lake.

There is still no day and night in the home, but after being nourished by the spiritual veins, the top and bottom are completely transformed. Going inside is like planting in the dense grass forest in the spring field at night, covered with mud and broken leaves, and I can't help but take a deep breath. .

When the broom saw the two of them, he jumped out, looking very happy.

Mo Yang shook the tip of its broom, happily.

The hibiscus tree has been nourished by the spiritual veins, and has grown a bit taller. Now it is as tall as Mo Yang's calf. The paper strips are dense and lush, showing a deep blue color.

The Wuxiang weaving silkworm was quietly hiding among the mulberry leaves. Mo Yang carefully pushed aside the leaves and found that it had started to spin silk into a cocoon!

"Wow." Mo Yang looked at Yan Lingyun together, and couldn't help poking the white silkworm who was sleeping soundly.

The broom was also very excited, because it remembered that Mo Yang said that after the silkworm spun silk, it would weave a ribbon for it first, so it would allow the little white silkworm to sleep on its own territory.

The non-phase weaving silkworm spins silk every 500 years, and cocoons every 500 years. With the blessing of hibiscus, its growth speed has been accelerated many times. Unfortunately, the speed of spinning silk and cocooning has remained the same as that of its peers.

After vomiting, he would fall asleep on his side, lying on the white silk he wove, feeling very happy.Its body is no more than half the length of a finger, and the cocoon it weaves is about the size of a palm, indeed only enough to weave a ribbon for a broom.

"It would be great if there were other white silkworms." Mo Yang couldn't help but sighed, so that he could collect enough materials to make the equipment for the Cloud Pavilion.

After closing the leaves, Mo Yang went to look for Yuejiao again.

Xiaojiao was not in the nest, so he dug around and finally pulled it out from the gap between the tortoise egg and the hibiscus tree trunk.

Before being caught, Yuejiao was nestled in the mud, still hugging the egg of the wishing turtle tightly, with all four claws attached to it, sleeping soundly.

It seems that Mo Yang came at an inopportune time, the creatures in the home were basically asleep, even the chickens in Lingtian returned to their nests.

Fortunately, Xiaojiao was quickly awakened by the familiar breath, squeaked, and swayed back and forth in Mo Yang's hands.

Yan Lingyun fed it a little blood, it happily sucked it up, and then begged for some from Mo Yang, and after it was full, it acted like a baby with the two of them.

996 used the production function to make a mini seesaw, only the size of a palm, and put it under the tree.

As Mo Yang's cultivation level improved, the system became more and more humane, observing the world all day long.The beauty it understands now is not only the beauty of the code, but also other things.

Mo Chao took a seesaw and put Yuejiao on one end. He and Yan Lingyun pressed their fingers on the other end, and they were able to push up and sink the little Jiao who had gained a lot of weight with ease.

Childish game, but just right for fairy beasts.

After playing for a while, Yuejiao fell asleep again, and Mo Yang put it back in the nest.

He inspected the home for a while, making sure that everything was working normally, and then went out with Yan Lingyun.

The home was silent again.

The wind caused by the spiritual veins quietly brushed over the hibiscus tree, and Mo Yang tied a small palm-sized lantern to the branch of the hibiscus, which gave off a warm yellow light, illuminating the square inch of the land.

wobbly.

Canghai Yuemingjiao crawled out of the nest again, and lay down on the dead egg under the tree. The demon pupils glowed slightly golden, and it fed back the golden blood stored in the stomach pouch from its mouth, and spit it on the top of the eggshell.

The most masculine and steadfast golden spirit melted into the eggshell, and the egg turned red, and soon fell silent.

"Eep." Yuejiao put her face on the eggshell, listening to the movement inside, until she heard a little faint heartbeat, then she closed her eyes with satisfaction, and really fell asleep.

The broom watched from the side, but did not stop it.

Just like a few years ago, it didn't stop Yue Jiao from staying on the top of the mountain at all.

Mo Yang and Yan Lingyun didn't rest for a few days, and the Xu family sent invitations.

The invitations were sent by Xu Rao himself, not only Yan Lingyun, but also Mo Yang, Ye Qiushui, Gu Lan, and even Qin Kai who hadn't rushed back yet.The content of the invitation is that Xu Zhi, the three heads of the Xu family, will hold a banquet in the Xu family camp tomorrow at Youshi, a family banquet, and invite them to show their respect.

Staring into Yan Lingyun's eyes, Xu Rao called out "brother" for the first time.

"Brother, Uncle wants to see you. There are many things that go wrong. Seeing may not be believing."

Yan Lingyun's life experience was spread all over Bitong Academy, and Mo Yang knew about it, but he didn't take the initiative to ask, and getting along with Xu Rao was the same as before.

But after knowing that they were brothers, he realized some details.

No wonder Xu Rao would take the initiative to join Xixiao, would share the pastries made by his mother, and the Xu family would spare no effort to help, probably because they wanted to get close to Yan Lingyun and enhance their relationship.

But why did the son of the Xu family live in the lower realm?

Mo Yang immediately figured out the protagonist's standard life experience, such as running with the ball, conflicting between good and evil, having to be separated after being attacked by a demon... There was even a civet cat for the prince, all in a mess, and he was confused.

Yan Lingyun picked up the invitation card, and responded lightly, "Okay."

Yan Lingyun took it, and the others took it too. Ye Qiushui rubbed the invitation with his fingertips, and joked: "Family banquet, family banquet, are we half of the Xu family?"

Xu Rao: "Of course it counts."

"Forget it, there are no family members who are separated by millions of miles," Ye Qiushui snorted, "We will return to Zixiao Xianzong in half a year, but you, Xiaogu, and Qin Kai will return to Yanbei. Banquet."

Mo Yang was also a little sad in his heart, the six of Xixiao had been together for so long, and had experienced life and death several times, the friendship was beyond what ordinary friends can describe.

Xu Rao smiled, and took a sip of tea: "How do you know there is none?"