Chapter 1904

Mu Yao's ROC breath suddenly shot and moved, and her starlike eyes were quietly shocked.

Su Yi seemed to know the secret of Mu Yao very well. Mu Yao whispered, "it was the master who gave it to me."

"Your master?"

Su Yi immediately remembered Mu Yao's master, who was in his fifties. She looked very young, exquisite, dressed in elegant flower drums, and her black hair was tied into a flowing cloud bun.

During the Nine Star Valley, situ Muyang also heard that Mu Yao's master was also a supreme elder of the divine sword sect, and had deep roots with Su kuangge.

Mu Yao has never talked about her life experience. At present, Su Yi is the only one. Mu Yao finds a chair and sits down slowly.

A touch of pain gradually poured into Qingrong, and Mu Yao slowly told Su Yi.

I have lived in a valley near the edge of Zhongzhou Manyao forest since I was a child. It is the sword gate that master Ling qianya brought me back.

"Pretty demon forest?" Su Yi frowned, and the Banyao forest, chaos domain and Tianlan sea area were called the three places outside the world.

Man city is also named for its proximity to man demon forest. I don't want Mu Yao's life experience to be related to man demon forest.

"How did Ling Changlao go to the Manyao forest?" Su Yi was a little confused.

Manyao forest has always been a barren land. In addition to mercenary regiments and bandit organizations, casual cultivation, most famous martial artists will not choose to go to Manyao forest.

At that time, Su Yi remembered that Su Changlao also found himself in the chaos domain.

There are people on the verge of death in the chaos domain every day, and both he and Mu Yao are destined to be brought by Ling Changlao and elder Su respectively.

Mu Yao shook her head and told Su Yi that elder Ling said that at that time, she was at the end of the valley, and there were countless wild monsters around her, but they didn't dare to come forward.

"Why is that?"

Mu Yao tilted her head, as if to remind Su Yi that her eyes like relegated immortals were invisible with a bit of wildness.

"Do you remember Xiao Mo?"

Su Yi nodded, and the faint voice came again, no longer domineering, but somewhat gentle.

"At that time, Xiaomo only had a small one, wrapping the young me in his arms! The master thought I would die, but he saw that Xiaomo was very close to me!"

Mu Yao recalled that since then, elder Ling decided to take me to the sword gate.

"Being able to be naturally close to monsters is not something ordinary warriors can do!"

Su Yi nodded. At the ten thousand sword conference, the terrible animal tide was also launched by Mu Yao. He was familiar with animal language, but it was absolutely impossible for human beings.

Probably there was an idea in his heart. Su Yi's eyes moved secretly and asked tentatively.

"Then this Dapeng golden bead?"

Mu Yao subconsciously protected Dantian's belly, and an unprovoked dignity spread around him, saying, "I only remember to worship under the master's door. Every once in a while, the master will go out. Generally, after Mr. Su left for a few days, the master will also leave the Shenjian gate!"

"Like this?" Su Yi rubbed her chin, and her eyes began to become intriguing.

The relationship between Ling Changlao and Su Changlao is a little unclear. A young man in fresh clothes and a dust-free woman are a perfect match, which is the only possibility Su Yi can think of.

"Mr. Su is going to the Manyao forest. He must be looking for Duanmu Qingtian's whereabouts. Mr. Ling is worried about the safety of Su kuangge, for fear that he may seek revenge from the aristocratic family. He is also sure that wherever Mr. Su is old, he will go!"

Mu Yao's face didn't smile at the moment, but it gave a unique and moving beauty, said softly.

"Just one year after entering the divine sword gate, the master suddenly stopped going out. Instead, he gave me the golden bead of Dapeng! Let me refine it and practice it well!"

The graceful figure slowly stood up, and the unique and vast breath of Jinpeng around him quickly drifted around, looking at Su Yi, and asked in a condensed voice.

"How do you know my secret?"

Su Yi nodded his chin with a heavy breath and sighed, "I've seen the ghost of the golden winged ROC! He asked me to protect it! This golden bead is extremely precious, and you can't happen anything."

Thinking back to the words of the golden winged ROC, this is the only blood of the remaining golden winged ROC in the world. Mu Yao is pure and good in nature, so naturally there is no need to worry.

In terms of blood, Mu Yao and himself belong to the blood of Phoenix. Emperor bird and Jinpeng seem to have been implicated for a long time.

"What shall I do next?" Mu Yao nodded, believing Su Yi's words in her heart.

Su Yi's body was instantly filled with a touch of cold, his face was calm, and he whispered, "I'm afraid your Dapeng golden pearl can't be refined in Chengdu!"

Mu Yao's face changed slightly, and her vitality breath also changed.

"Yes, I always feel bound by something."

Su Yi's soul was immediately attached to Mu Yao, and a soft and gentle soul energy tested back and forth on his own flesh and blood and skin, which could not help but glow on his delicate face.

After a while, Su Yi's eyebrows began to lock. Mu Yao's feeling was the same as what he had discovered. Jin Peng's energy was bound by an inexplicable restriction.

Through a long time and the infiltration of blood essence, it is only refined by less than 20%.

"This woman is not simple! Her body's blood is strong enough. If Jinpeng is refined again, it will be difficult to have rivals in the world." The iron soul's eyes were startled.

Gently astringed and withdrew from Mu Yao's mind, Su Yi asked softly, "blood? The same blood as Xuanling's God?"

"Tianman mainland warriors' physique is too weak, and it's ridiculous to discuss their blood. If you have the opportunity, you can go abroad to have a look. Blood, like martial arts, is the most important support for a warrior. It can be said that blood determines your starting point and ultimate potential."

Before Su Yi came back to his senses, tie Hunchen continued, "even if your Xuanling divine vein is outside the territory, it is also the existence that others desire, boy, grow up quickly!"

Su Yi was a little stunned, his eyes were full of light, and he said in a deep voice: "a small level of cultivation in a hallway, the cultivation of the Xuanling divine pulse is too difficult!"

Iron soul's eyes were like electricity, and his tone became serious, isolating his voice from the mysterious light.

"It's almost impossible to open the Xuanling divine vein in the Yuan Dynasty. It's not necessarily a good thing for you to have it too early in the Yuan Dynasty! But it's definitely your great opportunity to pass it!"

After pondering for a long time, Su Yi also knew that his road was still long. He clenched his fingers at random, and a fierce look rushed through his eyes.

In a few hours, it will be dawn. The next day, most of the sect doors have returned home. Those who want to participate in the ceremony of the Ten Jade building can stay.

Mu Yao, at Su Yi's suggestion, first returned to the divine sword gate, which was guarded by elder Ling and elder Su Changlao. After Su Yi found a solution, she took her back to the chaos domain in person.