Zang Mou's altar, or the Tianling altar, Li Man's space is very vast, and it is blinded by Taoist fire, so it is difficult to see the scene too far away. Although there is no specific color, there is only the hazy Taoist fire.

However, with a clear direction, it was not difficult for the little monk and others to find the name of the wood.

When the little monk arrived, Cash Lin and Long Tian had already arrived. In addition, Mu Luo also came, and Shi Lan and others were there.

"It seems that I was one step slower, but the power here is quite large, you can even bear it!" the little monk said with a smile. Having said that, his eyes fell on Qiu Jian.

Qiu Jian lowered his head slightly. Although he had felt such a look before, the little monk was burning and joking at this time.

Although he was not familiar with Jinlin, he was not unfamiliar with him. Moreover, he was a monk, so others would not think anything. The little monk had some praise in his eyes, which made Qiu Jian happy and embarrassed.

The redness in the golden scale ear roots became a little stronger again, but his face was still indifferent, as if he had never noticed it, but at this moment, he felt a pain in his waist and said, "This is Daotian's senior sister...well, my own!"

At the end of his speech, his tone became much smaller, but Qiu Jian raised his head and gave him a blank look, but that glance was very gentle. Of course, the gentleness of ordinary people could not feel it.

Jinlin is seventeen or eighteen years old. She is already married in the mundane age, and she is not a young man in the cultivator, but she is considered a young man. The young man will naturally have some feelings. Although Jinlin speaks little, she is also a person with delicate feelings. Moreover, Qiu Jian's cultivation is higher than him. Jinlin does not care about it, because he will be beaten because he ignores it.

What's more, the broken sword was taken away by someone, and Jin Lin could only pinch his nose and recognize him. Moreover, the two of them had already developed feelings for each other along the way, but no one pointed it out. However, the words of his own made the two seem to be honest, which led to the scene where Jin Lin turned red and Qiu Jian lowered his head and said nothing. However, at this time, the mood of both of them was probably turbulent.

"Where is the name of wood?" asked the little monk, but Zhu Jiuyin smiled but said nothing.

"I guess I'm doing something bad again!" Lan Xian'er laughed and said.

The little monk agreed, but said, "Senior sister seems to pay attention to Mu Ming very much."

As soon as the words fell, someone suddenly looked at him. The little monk couldn't help but be stunned, but saw Lin Fang smiling.

Lan Xian'er's face was a little unnatural, and she felt the atmosphere was different.

Xiaoheshan hurriedly said, "Are you leaving? Otherwise, you're afraid of missing the time."

Shi Lan and others nodded naturally, but at this time someone appeared again. When Lan Xian'er saw it, she was a strange girl in white, very ethereal.

After the girl appeared, she was startled, but when she saw Shi Lan, she smiled and her cultivation fluctuations also dissipated.

"Wind Spirit Body!" Lin Fang frowned, not knowing the origin of this person, but heard the girl say, "Where is the name of Mu? After receiving the news from him, why did the person disappear?"

The girl was a little dissatisfied, and seemed to be complaining about Mu Ming's sudden departure.

"Who are you?" Lin Fang asked.

The girl raised her eyebrows when she heard this, showing a look of vigilance: "My friend, who are you?"

"Mu Ming's friend." Lin Fang said, but his eyes looked at the little monk, who chose as always to avoid suspicious eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lan Xian'er understood what was going on at this time and why she felt the atmosphere was strange. Now the arrival of the girl in white is the answer.

Feng Su, like her name, was clean and gentle, and as white as her clothes.

Lin Fang looked at the girl in front of her. She was younger and had a good cultivation level, but it was not important. What was important was why Mu Ming met this girl, and there was a hint of dependence in the girl's eyes. Others might not see it, but she was a woman and saw it differently.

What happened during my retreat period? Why did the little monk always hide so much?

She shifted her eyes because it seemed impolite to look at someone for a long time.

However, she saw Jinlin and Qiu Jian, and Qiu Jian also showed something in Qiu Jian's eyes, which seemed to be somewhat similar to Feng Su, but were more intense.

However, some things don’t care much, because there is enough time to spread.

So, Lin Fang felt a little angry, but she didn't say it.

Feng Su didn't think so much, but after all, she lived in the witch clan, which was a wonderful place. In order to survive, some tribes usually intermarry with other tribes, and marriage is extremely common. Although she focuses on her practice, she does not understand these things.

At this time, although I don’t have any feelings for the name of the wood, who can tell many things accurately?

So, when she heard the word "Mu Ming" friend, she understood.

Friends have many understandings. Apart from relatives, which relationship does not start with friends?

So her eyes became alert and did not hide at all.

However, this vigilance also gave Lan Xian'er. Lan Xian'er suddenly felt that the unnatural atmosphere around her was a little richer, so she smiled and nodded at Feng Su, but her eyes were a little vague.

It's true!

The three women inadvertently looked at each other's eyes and then silently said in their hearts.

Qiu Jian glanced at Jinlin and saw that Jinlin kept looking at Feng Su, but he was not angry because she knew that Jinlin had noticed the girl's physique.

Sure enough, Jin Lin said, "Junior Brother Mu is so powerful. He actually knows two spiritual bodies!"

Lin Fang said: "Yes, but why should senior brother be envious? Although senior brother is an ordinary body, his cultivation is incredible. His artistic conception cannot be compared with even a cultivator in the divine realm."

Qiu Jian laughed and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Mu and Master are from the same place."

Lin Fang smiled and said, "It was a coincidence back then. The little monk and Mu Ming became my book boy!"

Qiu Jian was a little surprised, but he found it more interesting.

Feng Su's eyes changed a little, and she seemed to feel some other smell.

Linfang said again: "But the three of us became good friends, but Shu didn't recognize a few words."

Jin Lin shook his head: "My junior brother's thunder technique is similar to that of junior sister. I think your cultivation has made great progress during that period!"

Jinlin remembered the thunder technique released by Wood Name during the alchemy refining, and Lin Fang also had a similar aura, so he said this.

Feng Su finally knew where the unhappiness in her heart came from. The girl in front of her had known Mu Ming for a long time, and she couldn't see her cultivation level in the girl in front of her. What's more, her eyes, when she smiled like two crescent moons, it was difficult for people to feel displeased.

So she couldn't help but blink, trying to make sure that her eyes were the same. But after blinking twice, her brows slightly frowned, and her displeasure was revealed.

"My junior sister seems unhappy?" Lin Fang asked with concern, but her smile became stronger, her eyes narrowed a little, and her crescent moon became more obvious.

"Why haven't the wooden name come out yet!" Feng Su said directly.

At this moment, even Jin Lin felt something was wrong and said, "My junior brother seems to be refining an alchemy, and he needs quiet!"

Feng Su then took a little slower, put a pill in the palm of his hand into his mouth, chewed the pill and said, "He left without saying goodbye before, so I'm able to find it for a while!"

Lin Fang seemed to know only then that when she saw the pill, a figure appeared in her mind.

"Did the junior sister eat elixirs?" Lin Fang was a little surprised.

Feng Su looked at Lin Fang and smiled and said, "Sister, do you want to eat it? It tastes very good and a little sweet!"

Lin Fang shook her head and smiled and said, "Sister, please eat it. I remember a young junior sister who also looked for a wooden name to make sugar pills. The taste seemed to be the same as the junior sister."

Feng Su's face froze, and the pills that were about to be sent to her throat stopped. At this time, Lin Fang said: "The younger sister's brother is also very friendly to Mu Ming. She treats Mu Ming as her brother. Mu Ming also takes good care of the younger sister and specially refines a lot of sugar pills. I thought it was given to the younger sister. I didn't expect that Mu Ming would still keep some. It seems that the way of Mu Ming will have many younger sisters in the future!"

The little monk suddenly felt a little hot on his forehead, as if he was about to sweat, and he wiped it unconsciously. He was afraid of Lin Fang in front of him, and the same is true now.

Lan Xian'er's smile became even more unnatural, so she turned her eyes away.

Feng Su's eyes began to have anger, not hiding at all, but he swallowed the pill, but he also snorted coldly.

Feng Su has also come into contact with some male monks, but those people either envy her physique or care about his cultivation. Even at the same age, they seem to know her specialness and respect him very much.

After coming here, she came into contact with Mu Ming. Mu Ming was also very curious about her physique, but she was just curious and there was nothing extra. After some contact, some things on Mu Ming made him like him very much. This like is different from his usual liking and has nothing to do with cultivation. She also treats Mu Ming as a good friend. Although they are of different races, there are not many young people.

However, even friends will care about sharing, especially good friends, who hope that they are unique.

However, at this moment, there were so many people gathered around Mu Ming, and one of them had known each other for a long time, and the relationship was very unusual. Compared with him, a latecomer, he was more like a passerby. What was even more hateful was that the sugar pills he liked the most were left by others, and he felt unhappy.

The little monk hurriedly said, "This time the wood name is called to you, it must be beneficial. Come on, let me tell you about our past fortunes, Lin Fang, Qiu Jian... Well, it's senior sister, senior brother, please listen, I think you haven't seen that magical power yet."

When everyone heard this, they nodded, forgetting what had happened just now. Feng Su had no expression on her face, but she nodded.

The little monk glanced at Zhu Jiuyin, and Zhu Jiuyin understood and immediately a light curtain spread out to cover the few people.

However, the Demon Vine meditated silently, as if he had not noticed what the few people had just seen.

The little monk first taught his own method to everyone. Jin Lin showed praise after observing it. Qiu Jian had a profound cultivation and had a deeper understanding, but she was also shocked. This method was her understanding.

Feng Su and Lin Fang's aura changed at this time and they began to try to practice, but Long Tian said nothing, and only the qi and blood in his body roared.

In addition, Mu Luo was constantly expressing his views. After all, these are the understandings of several people. The rune's original form has long been included in Mu Ming's body.

After a while of insight, everyone's eyes shone brightly. Before, they thought it was a common fortune, but at this moment it was like a sure thing.

At this time, Zhu Jiuyin's body changed and a ray of light spit out from his mouth, but the name of the wood appeared.

Mu Ming was not surprised by the arrival of the hot weather, but Mu Luo said, "My Vine and I left a message!"

"Senior brother is worried. My message is special. I never thought I would meet that person before. And my senior brother doesn't have my pills, but I was negligent!" Mu Ming said apologetically, and Mu Luo waved his hand quickly.

"It's a pity that Bashe can't come!" Mu Ming was a little regretful. Bashe was a big help, but obviously he was not here.

Zhu Jiu**: "It's a bit tricky, and everyone needs to use all the means!"

Everyone understood that they were facing a master of the Divine Realm. Fortunately, there was a suppression of cultivation here. What they had to do was to break the person's body. It seemed simple, but it was actually difficult.

At this time, Mu Ming walked towards Linfang and couldn't help laughing, without saying anything, but very happy.

Finally, Mu Ming looked at Feng Su, but smiled a little apologized.

Seeing this, Feng Su snorted coldly again!
Chapter completed!