Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth long time no see
Two giant birds flew past the sky, causing a strong wind. One was a white crane with a crisp cry, and the other was a crow with mixed hairs, clamoring all the way.
Dao Qingchen sighed on Baihe's back: "Brother Mu, you are also a national teacher at least. You are a third-rank master. You can shake the earth even if you stomp your feet. Why did you find such a bird as a pet?"
Before Mu Ming answered, the crow began to scream and chased the white crane. The white crane ignored it and just flapped his wings gently to shake the crow back.
Mu Ming sighed secretly, people are so angry that people are more angry, and this mount is afraid of comparison. The white crane has a misty smell and its screams are so crisp, unlike its own crow.
But even though he said, he said, "This man should not behave like a person. I, a crow, have the blood of the golden crow!"
Dao Qingchen nodded, "Indeed, in your hands, there may be a possibility of becoming a monster!"
The crow stopped and flew steadily.
The dream girl looked at Mu Ming with a smile, her eyes full of gentleness.
Dao Qingchen couldn't help but envy, "If the saint in my Dao clan is half gentle with Miss Meng, I don't have to escape from marriage."
Mu Ming had to keep silent. Mu Ming vaguely heard Dao Qingchen complaining. The saint of the Dao clan was a barbarian, and a woman with very barbarian characteristics. Her physique was probably much stronger than Dao Qingchen. Although Dao Qingchen was also a barbarian, he looked more like a Dongsheng man, and his figure was about the same as Mu Ming at this time.
The key is personality. Dao Qingchen's Taoist couple seemed to fight and kill. After hearing that Dao Qingchen ran away from home, he directly smashed Dao Qingchen's cave. Mu Ming could imagine what kind of person the other party was. It would be strange if Dao Qingchen returned!
Mu Ming looked at Dao Qingchen, who was fluttering in white clothes and couldn't help but observe a moment of silence. At this time, Dao Qingchen also seemed to say, "This battle... what is your position?"
Mu Ming heard this and was filled with thoughts between his eyebrows. Since he left Heisha Kingdom, he has faced this problem. He is from Dongsheng and from Tianyun Academy. However, he later went to the Witch Clan to be a mountain god and was also in constant cause and effect with the Baofeng Tribe. Now, when the two camps are fighting, Mu Ming must make a choice.
Just like before, stayed in the base camp of Tianyun Academy, saved lives and helped the wounded, or ran to the camp of the Baofeng tribe to protect one side.
Mu Ming sighed lightly, and had an answer in his heart, but he was unable to express it because of helplessness.
The dream girl noticed Mu Ming's intentions and held the palms with her own hands, with a hint of encouragement in her eyes.
Mu Ming nodded and patted his arm lightly, leaving some indifferent words.
"I said, is it convenient for you? Otherwise, I will go to your place to hide. I will probably be beaten to death by my father when I go back now, but I am worried about my tribe members. This battle is the last battle. After fighting for so many years, it is almost time to end."
Dao Qingchen's eyes were exhausted: "I have seen too many people die tragically. War is not like the surface. I have seen a city of people turning into blood and no bones exist. Some were killed by local monks, while others died by the witch clan's means. There are also barbarians who are absorbing their blood and practicing. We monks are arrogant and care about their attitudes. They are like ants, but aren't we also coming out of the mundane world?" He just whispered and asked himself again.
Mu Ming Ran, he had heard of these, but he didn't have the feeling of seeing them with his own eyes. Dao Qingchen said again: "In order to prepare for war, many wives and children have been separated, even in my tribe. If there are few males in the tribe, why should my tribe merge with that tribe? This is a way to preserve the foundation of oneself, but it is also a way to cut off the Taoist tradition, but it is helpless..."
He showed compassion on Baihe, which was completely different from the previous one. Baihe seemed to feel his feelings and let out a burst of wailing.
Mu Ming said: "Brother Dao, then are you still going with me?"
Mu Ming asked directly, Dao Qingchen said nothing, but Mu Ming knew his answer.
There was nothing to say along the way, each with his own thoughts, and even the dream girl no longer cared about the scenery along the way. However, the two of them accelerated their mounts, and in just half a day, they had already heard the sound of war drums, dull and solemn!
The mechanism is still thousands of miles away, but a solemn aura comes from there. Although it seems quiet, there is a faint smell of blood in the air. It is clear and clear when it is burning and smelling it, because it is the smell of killing.
Dao Qingchen pointed to the distance, "Don't go wrong, Tianyun Academy should be in that direction. I heard that several peak masters of your academy have appeared these days, which shows that Dongsheng has given all his strength in this battle..."
Mu Ming said: "So is the same with the three tribes?"
Dao Qingchen said: "I will send someone to contact you when I look back. I hope you can give me some elixirs, which is what I owe you a favor!"
Mu Ming said: "I also hope that you can show mercy when you meet my disciples in the academy!"
Dao Qingchen said: "I understand!"
After saying that, they clasped their fists at Mu Ming and Meng Nu, and the three of them parted.
Watching him leave in the white crane, Mu Ming said, "Are you afraid?"
The dream girl shook her head and smiled, as if she was not afraid of the fire and fire in front of her. At that time, she held Mu Ming's arm tightly.
As soon as the wooden name slapped the crow, the crow flew slowly in a certain direction.
In a valley, several monsters lie dormant in the depths of a river. The river is formed by the gathering of essence and energy. There are huge formations built here, and those monsters are the eyes of the formation. They use their own connection with heaven and earth to draw the power of heaven and earth to gather. Countless academy disciples practice here. At this time, Zhu Jiuyin, Ba Snake, Xuanhuang Ants, and herbivorous ants are all here. They guard this place and are also sneaking silently.
Suddenly, the river vibrated, and Zhu Jiuyin looked up and looked at a certain direction, but the herbivorous ants had already flew away.
Some disciples from the academy were surprised that these monsters left here unless they left during a big battle. They were dormant on weekdays, but today they were a bit abnormal.
On the other side of the valley, several peak masters were silently sacrificing some divine weapons. These were all Taoist soldiers from the academy. They had been broken before, but they had been repaired at this time. An ancient stone mirror was rising and falling, and aura was emitting a breath to moisten other divine weapons. However, at this moment the stone mirror flashed and disappeared. Several peak masters opened their eyes together, and their breath was in chaos.
Lin Fang was brewing tea silently in an attic, but slowly looked up and looked somewhere. Her face changed a few times, and finally returned to normal. However, the teapot in her hand had already sprinkled large tea stains, and her heart... was no longer peaceful.
After entering the territory of Dongsheng Land, Mu Ming had already walked on foot, and there was a light curtain sweeping over Mu Ming's spiritual consciousness. After all, he was released. As for the dream girl, Mu Ming was used as a guarantee, and she could also enter it. At this time, it was wartime from time to time, and several major tribes could even come and go, but it was limited to a few people.
Fortunately, there were many people who knew Mu Ming, and Mu Ming sent out a token, which was unobstructed all the way. Soon, he was taken to the territory of the academy by a monk.
The monk clasped his fists and left.
Wood name saw a colorful ant flying from afar, and waves spread out.
Before Mu Ming could react, the crow had already pounced on him. With instinct, it knew that his strong enemy was coming, but the ant directly knocked it away with its breath.
The herbivorous ant flew around Mu Ming, and finally fell into Mu Ming's hand the size of a palm, rubbing Mu Ming's palm from time to time.
The Wood Name was rumored to be comforted by spiritual consciousness, and after a moment the herbivorous ants penetrated into the Wood Name's cuff.
At this time, Mu Ming also waved, and a mirror fell into his hand. The light and shadow flashed in the mirror, and a kind wave came out.
There was a flash of light in the mirror, and a blood-colored gourd flew out and landed behind Mu Ming. Mu Ming was overjoyed and said, "Long time no see!"
Chapter completed!