Nine suns stepping on the sky

Divine Origin Secret Realm.

Mo Yu pushed open the courtyard door, looked at the quiet woman behind him, and said, "You will live here for a while."

Qin Qing'er pulled her knees back and saluted, "Yes."

"If there is any news about Lord Qingzun, I will inform you in time."

"Thank you sir."

"What else do you need?"

"No."

Mo Yu paused, looked at her familiar and perfect face, and said softly: "Uncle Qin should have told you that you and I have known each other a long time ago, and it was only because you burned your soul that you lost that soul. part of the memory."

Qin Qing'er paused for a while, and soon recovered, "Father did mention this to me."

"Back then, if it wasn't for you, I would have died long ago. I have always kept this friendship in my heart." Mo Yu frowned, showing a thoughtful look, and said after a while: "Actually, there is one more thing that I think is still Should have told you."

"My lord, I'm a little tired."

Mo Yu glanced at her, then nodded, "If that's the case, I won't bother you, and I will leave."

Without hesitation, he turned around and strode away.

Qin Qing'er raised her head, bit her lips lightly, her face pale.

"Hey! Such a good opportunity, little Momo is about to speak, but you actually stopped him! Qin girl, are you crazy? Really want to die alone!" The lazy and charming voice revealed at this moment An exasperated disappointment sounded directly in her heart.

"He has a wife and children now, so what if he tells me, let me be the third party to destroy his family?"

"This... a man is upright. With Mo Yu's status, it is more than enough to marry three wives and four concubines. The big deal is that you and Shui Zhilong will not damage the reputation of the ancient line at all! Qin girl, opportunity But right in front of you, if you miss it, you will regret it later, and it will be too late for you to cry!"

There was a little red glow on Qin Qing'er's face, and she felt helpless at her open mouth, but she said softly: "What I want is everything that belongs to me alone. Since it is impossible for him to give up the mother and daughter who went into the water, I will Why let him speak and make things difficult? You should not mention this matter in the future. "

"Oh! Don't blame my sister for not reminding you. I seem to have seen it. You will cry bitterly because of regret in the future. It's miserable! It's really miserable!" The charming voice sighed again and again and fell silent.

Qin Qing'er was silent for a long while, her beautiful eyes gradually showed firmness, and she said softly: "I don't regret it. "

……

In the room, Mo Yu sat quietly, his brows slightly frowned, showing a hint of helplessness.

Shui Zhilong walked behind him lightly, put her hands on the corners of his eyebrows, and gently rubbed, "Qin Qing'er, do you want me to help you? Maybe she can listen to me."

"No need, Long'er." Mo Yu patted her hand, "Perhaps, she already knows something, but she doesn't want me to say it. If that's the case, let her go, there is no need to force it."

"But……"

"Okay, I understand your thoughts, but this may not be the best result." Mo Yu turned around and stopped her plump and soft waist, "In two days, I will choose to retreat and practice quietly for a period of time. "

There was no strange expression on his face.

Shui Zhilong guessed his thoughts, "Husband, are you worried about the Savage Sect?"

"En." Now that he has said this point thoroughly, Mo Yu does not hide it, "Su Xuanyi is not dead, I am a little uneasy after all, he is definitely not a person waiting to die."

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, but be more cautious, there is nothing wrong in the end."

……

In the steep mountains, square platforms stand, and the space is distorted so that it is impossible to see clearly. At every moment, the mighty heaven and earth energy flows into it like a river.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged, and the flow of time around his body was two hundred times that of the outside world. One day in the outside world, more than half a year has passed here.

The black spear stood on the platform, absorbing most of the infinite energy from the heavens and the earth gathered by it.

On the surface of the gun body, veins of blood emerged. If you look closely, you can find that they are slowly wriggling and growing, becoming more and more dense, complex and delicate.

A mysterious and powerful aura slowly emanated from the black spear, permeating the entire stone platform.Refining and breaking the army, obtained part of the source of the Nine Nether Blood Cauldron, which is launching an impact towards the level of the artifact.

If the black spear can be successfully upgraded to an artifact, Mo Yu's combat power will undoubtedly skyrocket.As for Qing Zun, he really didn't have the intention of refining it and devouring his cultivation, but for a while, he wouldn't release him either.

Because only in his current state, he has the absolute strength to deal with all the troubles from the Wild Holy Sect.

It's just that it is extremely complicated and difficult to promote the artifact. Even if the black spear is fully qualified for promotion and has the help of God, it will take no one knows how long it will take to complete this task.

Fortunately, during this process, Mo Yu was not completely fruitless. Witnessing the birth of the artifact, feeling its breath, some enlightenment and understanding quietly appeared in his heart.

Before he knew it, Mo Yu had a clearer and more intuitive feeling about his own power, and he gradually became a little intoxicated by it, and he didn't know how long time had passed quietly.

Suddenly, a wave of breath came from outside the platform, Mo Yu frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes.

He has already ordered not to disturb anything important, could it be that something unexpected happened?

Turning his mind, he glanced at the black spear, and his figure flew out with a howl.

Yunfeng hurriedly saluted, and said respectfully, "Please refer to Lord Mo Yu."

"Brother Yun, you don't need to be too polite." Mo Yu smiled, and after a little sensing, he knew that he had retreated for more than two years, so more than four hundred years had passed in the platform, but he didn't feel any boring and long .

Perhaps it would be very common for one to practice hard work in closed doors for thousands of years as one improves one's cultivation base.

Concentrating on his thoughts, he said, "What happened?"

Yunfeng's face was a bit strange, but he still respectfully said, "My lord, there is news from the Dazizai Taibai Sword Sect that a strong man climbed the mountain gate and injured seven sword masters in a row. He bluntly said that he wants the sword sect to pay back the family's blood feud, otherwise he will die forever. "

Mo Yu frowned, and then remembered that he is also the master of the Sword Sect, so he said in his mind, "What kind of enmity is it?"

"This person only said that he was from the Lei family in the Central Territory. Many years ago, the family was wiped out by the Sword Sect, and his family's stroke of the wind and thunder was taken away."

Yunfeng smiled wryly, if it hadn't been about Taibai Sword Sect, there would be no need to bother Lord Mo Yu about this matter, but that person's strength is indeed extremely strong, and there may be few opponents in the demigod rank.

The Lei Family in the Central Region, the Wind and Thunder Sword Intent...

A thoughtful look suddenly appeared on Mo Yu's face. Many years ago, the scene on the top of the mountain couldn't help but resurface.

Could it be that it is related to this.

After a slight pause, he raised his head and said, "I will go and check this matter myself."

……

Dazizai Taibai Sword Sect, the guardian formation has been opened, and hundreds of millions of sword lights are soaring into the sky, and the aura is so fierce that it can split the sky and the earth!

But at this time, all the disciples of the Sword Sect were filled with grief and indignation, looking at the figure outside the guardian formation, a little awe flashed in their eyes from time to time.

No matter what, this person's sword is the only one they have seen in their life, even the sword masters are far inferior to it.

"After this incident, my sword sect's prestige will definitely be damaged!"

"What a disgrace!"

"Who can make a move, beat this Yexiu away!"

Amidst the discussions, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "Hmph! Although Yexiu is a strong swordsman, there is one person in my sword sect who surpasses him countless times!"

"Ah? Who is it?"

"Speak quickly!"

This person sneered when he heard the words, with a look of arrogance on his face, "Of course it's my Lord Jianzong!"