Mu Ming heard the words of several people, and they were still communicating, but he sighed in his heart. He thought he was unique, but he never thought that someone had already gone against the will of heaven, and that person was Jin Chanzi.

Jin Chanzi, Mu Ming, once heard that this person has great wisdom and perseverance, which is not something to describe. Perhaps in this person's eyes, talent is also a kind of constraint, so he has to get rid of it.

But the more this happens, the greater his achievements.

Perhaps this is his way. When everyone was looking for the way, he ignored it and tried to find another way, and now this way seems to have been found.

Mu Ming has never heard of anyone who can live well after being reincarnated in ten generations. This is already against the will of heaven.

Some people live out of the world, but that is only a second life, but in essence it is established after the origin is broken, which is similar to the survival of lightning strike wood.

A person who lives for nine lifetimes is already mastering a certain truth, but ten lifetimes are a great change, and it is the embodiment of the ten-full heavenly way.

"But I'm afraid there will be many disasters. If you guess wrong, this is the living fruit of immortality!" Mu Ming's voice came, and the few people were stunned for a moment. At this time, they were still communicating around the topic just now, but suddenly realized that Mu Ming had ended.

The little monk nodded, but did not continue the topic and said, "What's wrong, Lan Xian'er."

Mu Minghan then pointed at the larger alchemy tripod. The big tripod in the alchemy tripod disappeared immediately, and a figure appeared and gently fell to the ground.

The alchemy tripod became much dimmed at this time, and the luster of the tripod body was much lost.

Mu Ming shook his head and then put the alchemy into his body to warm up.

"It actually consumed the power of the alchemy cauldron!" The magic vine said at the right time, a little incredible.

Mu Ming explained: "The vitality in her body has been lost by 80%. I used the vitality of the alchemy tripod to stimulate the power of the Chaos Sea, but the original power has interference. It is necessary to spend more effort to seal all those forces."

As he said that, Mu Mingdian pointed to Lan Xian'er's eyebrows, a wisp of milky white elixir fire flew out, and then flew into Mu Ming's eyebrows, and Mu Ming's atmosphere finally became full.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" Shi Lan saw Lan Xian'er's face pale, but was gradually regaining rosy, and her heartbeat was even more pounding. Blood in her heart had already emerged from her body, no longer as before.

As soon as the wooden name patted the storage bag, a purple jade bottle appeared on the palm of his hand.

"You still have to take pills?" said the little monk, but then he realized that he was wrong, because Mu Ming just opened the pill bottle and slowly placed it on the tip of Lan Xian'er's nose.

"Cough cough, cough cough!" Lan Xian'er frowned, her nose moved slightly, and then she coughed lightly, but at this moment Lan Xian'er opened her eyes, but she looked very difficult and her eyes were very heavy.

Lan Xian'er felt that the scene in front of her was a little hazy, and she couldn't help but want to raise her hand to rub her eyes, but her whole body was weak, but at this moment, a big head suddenly appeared in front of her, and it was very shiny.

Lan Xian'er was startled at first, and then suddenly realized that the situation might have changed. This might be a monk in the Western Desert, so she couldn't help but mention the gods. However, when the person in front of her was a bald man, she immediately showed a look of vigilance. Her first feeling was that this person was a monk in the Western Desert.

However, when he saw the little bald head's expression was a little familiar, he remembered who this person was, and then his face was overjoyed.

"You're awake!"

A faint voice came into his ears, but she couldn't see the figure talking, so she had to turn her head with difficulty, but then another voice came: "You can rest for a while, and you will be able to move after a moment."

Hearing this strange and familiar voice, Lan Xian'er was filled with sorrow and joy for a moment, and she felt infinite grievance in her heart, but she had no way to tell her. At this moment, she seemed to have found a mouthful of venting. For a moment, sadness arose from her heart, tears in her eyes, and sobbing in a low voice.

"Ah!" The little monk immediately stood up and then stepped back, looking as if he was nothing to do with me.

Shi Lan glanced at the little monk suspiciously, as if he thought the little monk had done something.

However, Shi Lan began to doubt her innocent look, so she turned her eyes. She only saw a girl with tears in her eyes and was sobbing that she kept crying, which made Shi Lan feel a sense of fear.

It’s not that I’m afraid of any dangerous changes around me, but that I’m afraid of women crying.

Mu Ming was also stunned, but he understood that the magic vine was very calm and seemed unmoved.

The little monk said, "Mu Ming, you are really not trying to persuade me."

Mu Ming smiled, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he just coughed lightly and said, "Senior Sister!"

Lan Xian'er didn't make a sound, but was still crying.

Mu Ming had to cough again, this time he strengthened his tone and said, "Sister Lan! Don't cry!"

After saying that, Lan Xian'er indeed stopped crying, as if she heard the words of several people, but there were tears in her eyes. However, her body could not move at this time, so she had to turn her head and turn back after a while, but there were still some traces in the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you!" After a while, Lan Xian'er said these two words, then ejaculated you and slowly got up.

The few people looked at each other and finally looked at Mu Ming because Lan Xian'er tried to get up, but she was still powerless.

Mu Ming had no choice but to go forward and hold her arm, then take out a pill and put it in his hand.

"Do you still need to take pills?" This was the little monk's question. However, after saying that, he saw that Mu Ming looked a little unnatural, so he stopped talking.

At this time, Lan Xian'er leaned in Mu Ming's arms and looked at the pill handed by Mu Ming's right hand in front of her, her face turned slightly red. However, she knew some human nature and silently put the pill into her mouth. She just chewed it for a moment and something was wrong.

"Junior brother, is this sugar pill?" He said in a little surprised, and then a little funny.

Mu Ming did not nod or say anything, but the magic vine shook his head slightly.

"Can sugar pills cure diseases?" Shi Lan seemed to have a long experience, and showed a sudden enlightenment. She thought that she was indeed like a mountain.

The little monk whispered: "Of course it can cure it, it can cure crying! If you ask for some in the future, you will surely make the girl happy."

Shi Lan was not stupid. At this time, she understood and just said softly: "It feels strange. Mu Ming is only ten years old. My senior sister is fifteen or sixteen years old. Why do you feel the opposite?"

The little monk cursed: "Idiot!"

After saying that, he turned his eyes away because Lan Xian'er looked over at this time, with a warning in her eyes.

Lan Xian'er's eyes were warned, but there was a sweet feeling in her mouth. For some reason, she seemed to feel sweet in her heart, but then it turned into a warm current, and the sadness in her heart was reduced by 70% to 80%. She couldn't help but wonder, this pill, no, the magic of this sugar pill.

After all, Mu Ming is a young man's character, and with the words of several people, he felt that he had done something stupid, and he was also anxious just now, and then he remembered the sugar pills he had refined for Huang Ling before.

The reason for this is that when Huang Ling said that she loved to cry when she was young, the elders in the clan used sugar pills to scare her, and then took out one, but unexpectedly made a joke.

Fortunately, Lan Xian'er's face was calm. At this time, her arm had recovered some strength, wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes without any trace, and then sat cross-legged and used her skills silently.

Mu Mingru received a general amnesty and stood up and breathed a long sigh, but he avoided the little monk's gaze.

After a while, Lan Xian'er opened her eyes. At this time, she recovered a little, then stood up and bowed to Mu Ming, saying, "Thank you, junior brother!"

Mu Ming shook his head and said, "Zhu Jiuyin will come to you, senior sister should thank him." At this time, Mu Ming recovered his mood and could not see anything. Lan Xian'er was even more so, with gratitude on his face.

The little monk said, "Zhu Jiuyin follows you, what he does is what you do, just the same!"

Watching the fun never mind being too much, but Lan Xian'er ignored it and seemed to have not heard it. She silently bowed to Zhu Jiuyin and then turned around and said, "What my junior brother said is true. No matter what, I would like to thank you for saving my life this time."

Mu Ming heard this and did not make any more politeness, only saying, "I thought what my senior sister said before was just a random guess, but I didn't expect that my senior sister would really worry about her life. However, my senior sister's physique was special and could seal part of the spiritual consciousness of the divine realm, so that she could save her life!"

Mu Ming just drove away the residual thoughts in her body and then there was a little difference. At this time, Lan Xian'er still had residual spiritual thoughts in her body, but they were all suppressed.

In this way, even the name of the wood is not dared to be removed randomly because he was afraid of causing unnecessary reactions. Moreover, it seemed that Lan Xian'er was not uncomfortable, so he was relieved, but Lan Xian'er was still a little weak at this time.

Lan Xian'er said: "I am a child of the weak water clan. Although my bloodline is impure, my destiny technique is unique. I can invisibly change some of my destiny trajectory. Of course, the price I pay is also very high."

"In this way, the monk in the Divine Realm was plotted against by his senior sister for his destiny."

The name of the wood showed a look of thought, because how could the gods died inexplicably in the realm of the world? And they even fell here.

Lan Xian'er did not deny it, but nodded slightly and said, "No, but I almost died. If I were to wait a few more hours later, I would probably die and die."

After saying that, Lan Xian'er was helpless and afraid. It is said that monks have great supernatural powers, but they are the same fragile and fearful as they face death. Isn't this the case?

As the few people listened, they secretly praised the monks who were missing several levels. This ethereal power could not be judged by common sense.

The little monk said, "Certain sister, can I give me the art of destiny? I also want to learn it."

The little monk smiled and looked flattering. Mu Ming was speechless. Shi Lan couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head to look at the side.

Lan Xian'er smiled slightly when she heard this and said, "Junior brother, I'm not stingy, but this art of fate can only match my bloodline. Moreover, I am a little strange, so I can only practice this way, but my junior brother cannot."

Lan Xian'er bowed slightly and expressed her regret.

The little monk did not doubt it, but nodded regretfully and said, "Forget it, if he was so studious, someone would have already achieved it!"

The little monk could see it openly and understand it, just trying his luck.

"Why are you here? Is that man the monster of that day? What's wrong with Zhu Jiuyin? It should be a witch cultivator, right?"

Lan Xian'er recovered some strength, so she couldn't help asking.

Mu Ming nodded and said, "It was the Xuanhuang ants of that day, but they have recovered at this time."

"I can't tell that the Shar Xing on that day actually looked like this, but he had similarities with Junior Brother Mu."

Wood name shook its head and said nothing, because it was obviously the first time that the Xuanhuang Ant changed its human form and had signed a contract with Wood Name, so it subconsciously changed into a similar look to Wood Name.

"Where is Zhu Jiuyin?" Lan Xian'er asked again.

Mu Ming said: "But it's a long story."

Immediately, Mu Ming glanced at Zhu Jiuyin and the others, and found that they had not yet ended, so he slowly told the experience of several people, and the few people also knew what Lan Xian'er had encountered.

After Lan Xian'er came here, she had a great opportunity. She awakened some of her bloodlines and obtained a magic trick, which was also related to the power of fate.

Moreover, she calculated her own disaster and realized that there was a sign of misfortune turning into good fortune here. She came here, which was a coincidence and a calculating.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a monk from the Divine Realm of the Witch Clan fought with his opponents, and his insects were rampant everywhere, dozens of monks were affected, and Lan Xian'er was also among them.

But Lan Xian'er survived under the attack of those insects. Seeing this, the man noticed the power of her bloodline, and then he wanted to refine and seize the body.

It was also at this time that a monk from the Rebirth Realm hurriedly passed by here, and someone was chasing behind the man. The two of them fought to death and directly killed the two monks from the Divine Realm. As for the other, they turned into ashes.

The other person fell here, and Lan Xian'er did not lose her life as a result.

After hearing this, the few people were very surprised. Was this a coincidence or was it really changed to some trajectory, otherwise it would be too outrageous.

It would be fine if the monks in the Divine Realm fight, but they came to the Cultivation Realm and had the power of the Divine Realm, shattering one person into ashes, while the other person fell directly into here to preserve his body.

Lan Xian'er also exclaimed: "You have found the Blood Lotus!"

As he spoke, starlight appeared in his eyes and he couldn't help but look at Mu Ming, but Mu Ming said, "I don't have one."

The little monk laughed and said, "I have it, but..."

"Exchange! I have a technique of catching the moon in the well, which can catch people's souls!" Lan Xian'er said immediately, unable to wait.

"Trade!" The little monk was also very happy and immediately took out a blood-colored lotus seed.
Chapter completed!