Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

"Mumu."

Lin Mengge called softly.

"what happened?"

Mu Hanchan replied.

"Why don't we play in Hanzhou, okay?" Lin Mengge asked in a low voice expectantly.

Mu Hanchan asked, "Why?"

He also said: "Hanzhou is thousands of miles away from here, even if you take an airship, it will not be possible without three to five days. Besides, won't your master urge you to go back to the mountain gate to practice?"

"So what? Didn't your master urge you to go back to the mountain gate to practice? My words have already reached the ninth level of condensed essence, and the master is not so strict."

Mu Hanchan frowned, and said, "We are different. You are parent-raised, and I am free-range. Moreover, the teaching methods of Yunyang and Yunxi sects are completely different."

"Okay then, just say you're going or not?"

"I think it's better to stay in the capital." Mu Hanchan thought for a while and gave his opinion.

He also said: "Because we have to find a way to spread the industry, so that we can have a stable income from spiritual stones. This is the most important thing. It is difficult for ordinary people to move a single step without gold and silver, and the same is true for us cultivators."

He also said: "If you really want to play, I think Huizhou should be more fun than Hanzhou, and Hanzhou is just bigger."

"Hui and Han intersect, and we must both go for a walk in the future." Lin Mengge stretched her waist and said.

Mu Hanchan frowned, and said, "Our main task right now is not to play, not to travel. Great rivers and mountains have plenty of time. Our main task now is to practice hard, improve our cultivation, and establish a firm foothold in this world of cultivating immortals."

"Oh, you're so annoying. Why do you always talk about these things like my master?" Lin Mengge pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.Mu Hanchan said with an innocent face: "But what I said is indeed the most important thing. We are not ordinary people now, so naturally we need to think more about cultivation, and we can't think about traveling around the mountains when we have time all day long."

Lin Mengge didn't like to hear this, so she asked, "Where did you get your spirit stone?"

Mu Hanchan said, "I picked it up."

"cut!"

Lin Mengge looked contemptuous, rolled her eyes and said, "Are you lying to a three-year-old?"

But he didn't ask, and asked another question: "I feel like you know advanced spiritual skills, or do you have any treasures on you?"

Mu Hanchan took out the stone on his chest, raised his hand to show Lin Mengge, and asked, "Is it this thing?"

Lin Mengge was immediately attracted, and immediately said, "Yes, that's it."

"This is called the Wanling Stone. It was given to me by my friend Xilun. How do you feel it?" Mu Hanchan asked with some doubts.

Lin Mengge scratched her head and said, "When I entered the mountain gate, Master taught me a strange method of breath induction, but he hasn't told me the name so far, so I'm very sensitive to high-level spirit stone gemstones or spirit techniques. , even if others don’t use it, I can still feel it.”

He breathed a sigh of relief again, and said, "I thought you knew the earth-level exercises, or you had high-grade spirit stones on your body, but I didn't expect it to be this stuff."

He also said, "What's the use of this thing, Wan Lingshi? Your friend named you indiscriminately."

He added: "He also has a strange name. I've never heard of the surname Xi."

When Lin Mengge guessed that she knew the earth-level exercises, Mu Hanchan squeezed her sweat tightly.But after thinking about it, I realized it was impossible.

The reason why the Dark Spirit Art is called Dark Spirit Art is because it is impossible for anyone to detect it.

As for the Wanling Stone, it's even harder to say.

Even the Xuantian Mirror can only capture 874 kinds of spiritual powers of the Wanling Stone, which is impossible to be noticed by a monk in the Condensation Realm no matter what.

It was also this stone that saved him who was thrown into space.

It wasn't the so-called void protective suit worth 3000 spirit stones.

The level of Wan Lingshi is not lower than that of Dark Spirit Art.

But only the Dark Spirit Art really belongs to him, and the Wanling Stone does not belong to him, he only possesses it temporarily.

But all this, he does not know.

Even Mu Hanchan thought it was just a strange protective stone.

"Can you give me this stone? Mumu." Lin Mengge asked Mu Hanchan expectantly.

Mu Hanchan shook his head and said, "I can't give this to you. This is the only souvenir my friend left me."

"Alright then." Lin Mengge said disappointedly.

The outer city of Dayan Imperial City.

"I'll buy you a beautiful hairpin later on." Mu Hanchan said, as if to make up for the previous refusal to give her the Wanling Stone.

"Okay! I want to pick a good-looking one." Lin Mengge replied happily.

But Mu Hanchan said: "It's not important to look good, but the high quality of Lingyu is important."

Lin Mengge said again: "I still need some rouge, can you buy it for me?" Mu Hanchan said: "It's all fine."

He also said: "I still have five taels of gold with me, you can pick whatever you like."

"Okay, okay."

So, Mu Hanchan held a gun in one hand, and walked on the streets of the outer city with one arm around Lin Mengge's waist, browsing and shopping.

This scene was witnessed by two young men in a pavilion.

"Brother Liu, have you decided which way to go? Is it the way of the imperial examination or the way of a monk?" A boy in white asked another boy in white.

"I haven't made up my mind yet." Another boy said hesitantly while crossing his legs on the mat.

A young man said with a puzzled face earlier, "Isn't it easy to choose? Choosing the imperial examination is the official career of ordinary people, and choosing monks is the career of immortals."

"But I want both."

"That's impossible. You're already wasting time while working and studying like this. If you still want to cultivate immortality, you'll be even more distracted. Then you won't be able to do anything."

"But my aptitude has already been detected, Jimu Chungen. It would be a pity if I didn't practice this."

"Then you go to practice and give up your official career."

"But my family is still waiting for my high school Jinshi Guangzong Yaozu."

"Then you can honor your ancestors by cultivating immortals."

"But my parents are old, I'm afraid they won't be able to wait for this moment."

"You don't live for your parents, you should choose your own path."

The other party did not answer.

"Really, there is nothing you can do." So he could only say something helplessly.

Then he said, "You are born with a keen sense of hearing, did you hear the conversation downstairs?"

"Well, there's a lot of noise in the street, which couple are you talking about?"

"Just the one with five taels of gold!"

"heard it."

The young man looked plain, but there was a trace of sadness in the plain.

He asked: "Brother Li, can you tell me what that boy looked like?"

"Tall, with bright starry eyes. A spear in her hand, all wrapped in black thread. The girl next to her is just up to her neck. She is carrying a burden."

"Is it a monk?"

"It should be, because the spirit jade hairpin was mentioned just now. Most of these things are useful for monks, not just for beauty."

After hesitating for a while, he continued, "But he is wearing plain clothes, so I don't know which clan of disciples he is from, and which mountain people he is from."

"Hey, that's fine."

"Brother Liu, there are five great pleasures in life, money, wine, friends, meat, and women. Some people have all five, while others don't."

"There is no way around this. Some things are already decided after birth. But all young people who are proud of their spring breeze basically have a good family background."

Then he deliberately asked: "Brother Liu, do you know that there is a saying called Spring Breeze Proud Horseshoe Disease?"

The young man was silent for a long time before he said, "Brother Li, I don't know what spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease. I only know that plum blossoms come from bitter cold."