Too ruthless, I will become a group favorite in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 59 The Question of Ten Years

"The old man is convinced of Mu Mian. The only thing that I don't understand is the question that the old man asked you, that is-why does Dao Rong use one mouth to make the demons retreat into the abyss."

There was a black air lingering on the face of the "old man", and Mu Anran couldn't see his expression.

"A Xuanxiu told me that if the old man came to you, he would definitely get the answer."

It was Xuanxiu again.

Mu Anran took a deep breath, "I'm afraid you were deceived."

Mu Angran noticed that his gaze was on her.

"If you can't do it, what reason do you have to survive?"

Mu Anran changed her words, "Maybe I can do it?" She took a deep breath and said bravely, "What did Dao Rong say back then?"

She described what happened thousands of years ago in such detail, as if she experienced it personally, she didn't believe that he didn't know what Dao Rong said.

"Dao Rong said...'Wangzhi Continent is a land of thousands, and so are the demons. Why should a family get involved in fighting and killing?'"

"Listen to what nonsense he is talking about? But these are the words, all the demons really listen to him." He sneered, "Because of this, the old man has been brooding until now."

The wood was full and dumb, and a handful of dry wood was added to the fire.

The "old man" said, "Mumian is No. 1 because of her force. The old man gave you ten years. If ten years later, you still can't tell the old man why Daorong became the second person... "

He smiled cruelly, "Either, you don't leave Tiandu Xiancheng for the rest of your life, or you end your short life."

Mu An was speechless, "Shouldn't you hate Xuanxiu? Do you believe what a mere Xuanxiu says?"

"So, do you plan to spend ten years?"

"..." Mu Anran changed his words, "Seeing that senior is a sensible person, even if Xuanxiu is right, he is really good at predicting things, but what is my cultivation level now? Maybe I will really know in the future, but You only give me ten years to kill me, what if I find out after ten years? Even if it is ten years and one day, you will never know the answer."

"Ten years is the limit of this old man. If you don't want it, you can."

"..."

It's back again.

Mu Anran immediately said, "Senior! See you in ten years! I will try my best to find the answer!"

"Don't let the old man down."

The "old man" turned into black gas and disappeared.

Mu Anran was silent for a while, then suddenly kicked the fire, "Damn Daoxu! I provoked you!"

She still couldn't get angry, and the fire wasn't enough to vent her anger.

She was furious, "If I don't kill you once, I really can't get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

If she doesn't get mad, it's impossible for her to be made of clay figurines!
hateful!

It's really hateful!
"What sound!" A familiar voice suddenly came, and a person appeared on the beach in the distance.

"Mu Anran? I finally found you!"

The people in the distance ran over excitedly, "You actually have to leave! I flew over and came back to see you!"

Mu Anran narrowed his eyes, "Yang Yin? What are you doing here?"

Yang Yin was out of breath, and brushed his short hair, "You still say it! You are too unjust, you ran out to play without telling me!"

Mu Anran looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Yin shuddered, "Why?"

Mu Anran snorted, "What are you following me for?"

Yang Yin was uncomfortable, "You are allowed to run out to play by yourself? I don't want to climb the mountain by myself! Let's talk!"

He pointed at Mu Anran, "I haven't settled with you for pushing me off the cliff! You owe me once, and you must pay it back!"

Mu Angran cleared away the fire, "Don't follow me. A foundation cultivator can't die if he falls off a cliff."

Yang Yin caught up with her, "No! You must take me with you! Otherwise, I will hold a grudge! Be careful of me... Be careful of me..."

"How are you careful?"

Yang Yin thought hard, and then had a flash of inspiration, "Otherwise, I'll go to White Snake and say that you plotted against him on purpose!"

Mu Anran stopped, looked at Yang Yin with unclear meaning, "What did you say?"

Yang Yin was a little guilty, and puffed up his chest again, "I can't let the White Snake hate me alone! I said that you pushed me down, and I accidentally found his trace! Even if I die, I will drag you into the water !"

Mu Angran had a strange expression, "That's it?"

Yang Yin was confused, "Is this not enough?"

Mu Anran looked at him for a while, then suddenly pouted, "Forget it, just follow if you like."

She kicked the dead branch, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, the place I'm going to is not a good place, just don't regret it."

Yang Yin became happy, and quickly controlled his expression, "Huh! I don't know how to do it! Then where are we going next?"

"Go to the mortal royal family."

"The mortal royal family? What are you doing there!"

Mu Anran and Yang Yin walked for three full days before they saw the mortal town.

Mu Anran and Yang Yin were wearing monk's cassocks, even the most common ones were long robes, which looked extraordinary in origin.

Mu Anran finally bought the map.

"Fu'an Country? Then we should go to Fu'an City, right? Fu'an City seems to be quite far from here, and this place is just a small corner of the map."

Yang Yin gave Mu Anran the money to buy the map, she held her temper and waited for him to finish reading it before taking it.

She looked at the map and asked casually, "Where did you get the money?"

"My family is in Shouyun City, and there are mortals in Shouyun City!" Yang Yin's eyes were attracted by the candied haws, "Wait!"

After a while, a bunch of candied haws appeared in Mu Anran's hand.

Yang Yin's mouth was bulging, "It's sweet and tastes good. Ordinary people are very good at making this kind of thing."

Mu Anran took one bite, thought it was too sweet, and didn't want to touch it again, "It's so delicious."

Yang Yin snatched it over, "Don't give it to me! Don't waste it!" He took every bite until it was crunchy.

After a while, they looked at other snacks, and when they left the small town, Yang Yin had already bought half a storage bag of snacks.

Mu An was speechless, "Why are you so greedy?"

That's something she didn't write.

Yang Yin took a bite of the oily roast chicken, his brows and eyes stretched, "You don't care!"

Mu Anran didn't bother to pay attention to him, and found a place where no one was around and flew up.

Yang Yin still doesn't understand her, "If you want to fly, fly it, what are you doing with those mortals? It's so beautiful to fly in front of them, they are sure to kneel down to us, and shout immortals in their mouths!"

It flies very fast, Fu'an country is not big, the sky is passing by the streamer, and the woods fall to the suburbs.

"Leave me alone?"

Yang Yin was used to her inhumanity, and soon became dissatisfied with other things, "Why don't you enter Fu'an City? There should be more delicious food in the capital, right?" He looked around, "There are mass graves here besides mass graves, anything fun?"

"what?"

Yang Yin looked down from the hillside.

"Why is someone carrying a wedding sedan chair past the mass grave?"

(End of this chapter)