Return of the War God

Mu Daoqi has changed at this moment!

His breath became better and better, giving people a sense of motionlessness and loftyness. The fluctuations in his body that hadn't completely subsided exuded a burning sensation like burning the sky and boiling the sea, and a pair of eyes seemed to be able to bloom at any time. Overwhelm everything.

Mu Daoqi, who walked out of the door, immediately saw Ye Wuque, who was standing opposite the building with his hands, smiled at him, and immediately flashed, teleporting to a place not far in front of Ye Wuque.

"Benevolence!"

Mu Daoqi clasped his fists in salute.

"Yes, it seems that you have gained a lot, not only the cultivation base has been broken, but the innate magical powers are also stronger..."

Ye Wuque glanced at it and immediately sensed everything, and said with a light smile.

"Thank you for the Heavenly Sage Yin-Yang Pill Dodge for En Gong to break through! En Gong Daen, Dodge is unforgettable!"

Mu Daoqi spoke in a deep voice, with deep gratitude surging in his tone.

"Hehe, now you can be more sure about participating in the supreme event."

The following days became calm again.

However, the internal guardian of the Dark Palace Lord still maintained a very tight state, searching for any possible problems as much as possible. The three ladies were tightly protected, as did Xuan Nishang and Xuan Yuanba, including the dark world. The thirty-three elders' buildings inside.

In this state, no clues about the ghost ancestors were found, and there were no capable personnel, and everything was no different from the past.

It seems that Ye Wuque's speculation is really only one more move, and the ghost ancestor has completely punished.

Ye Wuque stayed in the Tingfeng Tower, quietly polishing his cultivation base, and quietly waiting for news from Chen Mulan.

And with the help of the Eighty-Six Divine Springs cultivation base that was broken through with the Heavenly Sage Yin Yang Pill, it slowly and completely stabilized, and the new and surged power had been perfectly controlled by Ye Wuque.

In a flash, more than twenty days passed quietly in the blink of an eye.

This day, in the evening.

The hot day of the sun slanted west early, and the remaining sunset seemed to be reluctant to leave. The brilliant sunset glowed red between the sky and the earth, and the beauty was breathtaking.

The roof of Tingfeng Building.

Ye Wuque stood with his hand in his hand, and Mu Daoqi stood silent behind him.

Looking at the splendid sunset, the breeze came, Ye Wuque's martial arts robe was hunting, his hair fluttering, his eyes turned to the other end of the horizon.

There, it hasn't gotten dark yet, the sunset hasn't completely fallen yet, and a bright moon has quietly risen!

Because today is not the same as usual.

"Mooncake Festival……"

Seeing the round moon that was not too obvious, Ye Wuque's eyes slowly revealed a trace of trance.

"Every holiday season, I miss my dear..."

I gently muttered this ancient poem that once came from the sky, and a thought of longing wafted in my heart.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

There will be at most one hour before the Mid-Autumn Festival will usher in.

This is a day for family reunion, but for Ye Wuque, the Mid-Autumn Festival night aroused his thoughts.

There are still some vague fathers and mothers in my memory.

Jiaoxue and all her friends under the starry sky.

The emptiness away from oneself.

...

The faces kept flashing in his mind, leaving Ye Wuque immersed in a faint melancholy.

Mu Daoqi did the same, with a touch of longing in his eyes.

"It won't be long before the moon will go to the sky. The Mid-Autumn Festival will come. Go and get some good wine and food. There will be no sleep tonight. On the top of this building, you will not be drunk or return.

Ye Wuque sounded with a faint smile on Mu Daoqi's side, disturbing Mu Daoqi's thoughts, but making Mu Daoqi's face a smile, and after a respectful promise, he turned to prepare.

Since you are drifting away from home, away from your loved ones and friends, on such a night, don't think too much, enjoy the moon quietly, drink happily, and temporarily forget all your worries!

However, at this moment, Ye Wuque's eyebrows trembled, and his right hand flipped. The letter Jade Jane who had contacted Chen Muran appeared in his hand, shining with a faint light at this moment!

"I hope it's good news..."

Ye Wuque said softly, with a look of expectation in his eyes, and put the letter of the jade slip on his forehead, closed his eyes, and the power of the soul poured into it.

"Elder, fortunately not insulting your life!"

"On the afternoon of yesterday, Humble Job had successfully obtained a candle dragon ice magic grass from a member of the Zhu Family in Xuanzhou!"

"In order to protect the safety of the candle dragon ice magic grass, the humble duty carefully concealed and guarded it, just after leaving the Xuanzhou border, I will report it to the elder when I leave!"

"Ten days! It takes up to ten days! The humble position can return to the headquarters of the Dark Palace smoothly, and personally deliver this candle dragon ice magic grass to your hands!"

brush!

Ye Wuque's eyes left and opened, and there was a hint of joy that could not be hidden within them!

Chen Mulan made it!

He really got a candle dragon ice magic grass from Xuanzhou Zhujia!

"Sure enough, it's a talent!"

Ye Wuque was also quite satisfied with Chen Muran in his heart. He went from the Dark Palace to Xuanzhou Candle Home and got the Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass. It was only within a month!

This is enough to prove Chen Muran's ability and means!

As a superior, Ye Wuque naturally understood the principle of distinguishing rewards and punishments. When Chen Muran really handed the Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass into his hands, he would certainly not hesitate to reward him.

However, the content of Chuanyu Jade Slips did not end here, there is a little more content later.

"Knowing Elder, the humble post has always remembered to investigate Leng Yueqing Huilu's news."

"Buddhist believes that the candle family who produces the candle dragon ice magic grass may know some clues about Leng Yue Qinghui Lu, after all, the two heaven and earth spirit plants are both feminine and soft."

"So after successfully trading Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass, Humbleman asked this person to have a drink. When he was drunk, he asked him for clues about Leng Yueqinghuilu. Unfortunately, this person did not know. But this person provided a piece of advice about Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass and Leng Yue Qinghuilu."

"According to this person, a long time ago, one of their ancestors of the Candle Family had received a drop of Lengyue Qinghui Dew, and cooperated with the Candle Dragon Ice Demon to refine some kind of feminine to soft pill, but failed. Up."

"The ancestor was extremely unwilling. After careful study, he discovered that if the candle dragon ice magic grass and Leng Yue Qinghuilu need to be used together, whether they are directly swallowed for alchemy or used for practice, both require at least three. After ten days of fusion, soak the candle dragon ice magic grass with Leng Yue Qinghui Dew."

"It must not be used immediately, otherwise the two large, feminine and soft heaven and earth spirit plants will lose efficacy of each other and become waste."

"Looking at the status of this person and the satisfaction of the transaction that has just been concluded, the humble post speculates that the credibility of this advice has reached 90%. I hereby inform the elders of you by sending a message.

So far, the call is over.

Lengyue Qinghuilu and Candle Dragon Ice Magic Grass are not available for immediate use!

Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, and I have to say that this last advice from Chen Muran still has a lot of meaning.

"I would rather believe it if there is something or not!"

"In ten days at most, I will be able to get the Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass, and I will be able to finish half of the goal before the supreme event begins..."

Ye Wuque was slightly excited.

At this moment, Mu Daoqi had returned, holding a large table with delicious food in one hand, and five jars of wine in the other.

A faint smile appeared on Ye Wuque's face.

Perhaps the wine tonight can be more enjoyable!

Putting down the wine table, Mu Daoqi also took a seat at Ye Wuque's request, facing each other.

At this moment, it has not been long since the night of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mu Daoqi opened a jar of wine and stood up to pour a glass for Ye Wuque.

The crystal clear amber-like liquor falls into the bowl, exuding a strong and incomparable aroma, refreshing.

Upon seeing this, Ye Wuque's eyes also showed a hint of expectation.

But the next moment!

The expectation in Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed!

Mu Daoqi, who was pouring wine, stiffened suddenly, and his hands holding the wine jar trembled slightly!

Because at this moment, the same majestic and mighty voice rang in their minds!

"The last twenty breaths, the supreme event is about to begin..."

"Anyone who holds the supreme quota will make a decision within twenty breaths whether to enter the transmission channel to participate in the event!"

"This will determine your future... destiny!!"

"Once a choice is made, the result cannot be changed!"

"Twenty Nineteen Eighteen..."

The inner wrists of Ye Wuque and Mu Daoqi's right hand were shining with a faint golden light at this moment, exuding a kind of ancient and vast wave!

In the end, it fell off from the inner wrists of the two of them, and turned into two golden transmission channels, throbbing and shining!

At this moment, Ye Wuque's brows were already frowned!

He miscalculated!

He didn't expect the supreme event to start unexpectedly at this time!

There is no sign at all!

And Chen Muran just returned, and it will take at least ten days.

Once he participated in the supreme event, Ye Wuque couldn't guarantee that he would still have a chance to come back!

In other words!

This will mean that he will completely miss the candle dragon ice magic grass that Chen Muran has finally brought back!

"Fifteen, forty-three..."

The countdown to the majestic voice continued.

The golden transmission channel throbs!

Ye Wuque must make a choice!

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