20 Wizard

Mu Tianyin's eyebrows lightly raised, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sarcasm.

The indifferent expression of Mu Tianyin that Xiao Ye watched gave rise to an inexplicable irritability, and he roared roughly, "Yes, I was helping the second lady to hold the lady against you, but I am just for the whole Mu family, loyalty to the family, I am not wrong, so there is no betrayal at all, miss you, don't blame Xiao Ye for disregarding the love for many years, just because miss you"

Xiao Ye had a sudden stop when he said that, his expression distorted.

Gu Jun's eyes patrolled back and forth between the two, Xiao Ye's words made him very angry.

"What?" Mu Tianyin narrowed his eyes, grasping the key point in Xiao Ye's mouth, calm as before.

She also wanted to know why people who had stayed by her side for more than ten years betrayed without warning. Xiao Ye was just an insignificant person to her, but she felt that there must be some mystery in this, which has a lot to do with her. Big.

"Hey!" Xiao Ye was stunned for a while, then scratched his head entangledly, shook his head and said indifferently, "Forget it, now that these are meaningless, we can't go back, miss you, go, today I am I won't do it to you."

He also didn't want to go back at all, at least not now, because he really didn't expect that he would come to this place by mistake, and for such a big opportunity, to a certain extent, he should also be grateful to Miss.

To become immortal? Flying away? Live for thousands of years? He still feels in the mist now!

Xiao Ye's face sank slightly, and his tone was still faint, "But if you don't give up, Miss, if you still want to make trouble for me, don't blame your subordinates for disregarding their affection and turning their faces and denying people."

Mu Tianyin whispered and said coldly, "Betrayal is betrayal. There is no reason to say, why bother so much! What kind of affection can I talk about?"

The young girl's words are as firm as before.

Xiao Ye immediately shook the alarm bell in his heart, and stepped back unconsciously to prevent Mu Tianyin's desperate raid. He knew how horrible the girl's movements were.

"Next group!"

Suddenly there was a shout, breaking the stalemate that sparked between the two.

"Sister."

Little Stone pulled Mu Tianyin's sleeve.

Mu Tianyin's eyes sank. There are so many cultivators in the Magic Sword Sect, and there are small stones around him. She killed three thousand enemies and hurt herself eight hundred. Of course she wouldn't be so stupid to rush to Xiao Ye. The best time is to put it down temporarily.

"Let's go."

Mu Tianyin glanced at Xiao Ye lightly, and walked towards the high platform with the little stone.

Xiao Ye clenched his teeth and looked a little ugly.

I almost forgot, what if the lady is also a monk! With her terrifying insight, Xiao Ye would definitely be able to easily jump above her own strength. Xiao Ye never doubted that, even though the girl in front of her was only fifteen years old, Xiao Ye knew how smart she was.

Thinking of this, his palms were slightly sweaty.

"Not again, it seems that there is no hope."

"We are in a remote country. It's pretty good to have two."

The crowd around the audience shook their heads, the first group was still all killed.

Mu Tianyin was taken to a black wooden table, and what was greeted was a delicate flowerpot. The gray-black soil was smooth, and there was also a kind of moisture after the rain. You can't see the special seeds buried underneath.

"Let your hands on the soil, relax your body, but concentrate." There is an elderly man in Taoist robe, smiling, walking back and forth between the testers with his hands on his back, "Remember, you only have one time. opportunity."

The reverent eyes around him surrounded him like water.

Four small people, building a foundation, breaking through the air, opening a mansion, and cutting the Dao. This old man is a cultivator who has reached the Dao-slashing human level. Looking at the unfathomable, he is a powerful and powerful man. status.

"Start!"

The gong rang, and forty-nine testers eagerly thrust their hands into the gray-black mud.

"Hehe, it's so fun."

Little Stone's pink round face is very cute, playing with mud with a smile.

Standing on the side of the stand, Xiao Ye's breathing was screened. He watched Mu Tianyin's hands as if they were in plaster without blinking. He looked on his face as if nothing had happened, but the hands in his sleeves were pinched. The veins violently rise.

Don't be!

Because Mu Tianyin and Xiao Ye had friction just now, the onlookers were very curious about the girl with the black wood mask, and naturally paid more attention to it, and a lot of eyes were focused on her.

Mu Tianyin's expression was faint, and when his hands were covered with the dust, he immediately felt two waves of air swiftly turning in the depths of the dantian, twisting and twisting like ice and fire!

Does this count as a reaction?

However, why did she feel that the airflow in the dantian was tumbling, but it seemed to be blocked by a piece of ice, preventing it from spilling out?

Mu Tianyin frowned, her eyebrows frowned, it should not be her illusion.

The old man, who had just walked over Mu Tianyin's body with his hands on his back, paused slightly, then slowly backed away, and looked up and down at her suspiciously. He didn't think this little girl was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Mu Tianyin could feel the strangeness in his dantian, but his face was still calm and calm.

"Wow!"

When the old man was pursing his lips severely and wanted to take a closer look, the crowd of onlookers suddenly exclaimed.

"Yeah, something has grown."

What followed was the sound of Little Stone at a loss.

The old man turned around immediately, staring at the situation and was stunned. He hurriedly calmed down the little stone. He couldn't hide his joy in the heavy tone, "Don't move your baby, don't leave the spiritual earth, try to concentrate yourself."

Mu Tianyin retracted her hand and looked at the little stone next to her. There was a trace of joy in her eyes. He looked a little uneasy at the little guy. She asked for help and looked at herself. She lip-voked sister A, and she quickly soothed, " Don't be nervous, Little Rock, it's okay."

Little Stone looked at Mu Tianyin, and his uneasy mood calmed down a lot, "Yeah."

"Always put it on, don't move it." The old man seemed to be more nervous than Little Rock.

I saw that a thin white bud burst out of the dust!

Then, under the gaze of the crystal clear eyes of the little stone, he shook it in the wind and grew rapidly with the naked eye. It took just a few breaths, one inch, two inches, one foot, half a meter... the white slender spirit wood until about two The height of the meter stopped growing, releasing the faint auspicious silver light!

"My goodness!"

Jane was stunned by the shouts around.

Xiao Ye shook his whole body suddenly, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"This genius, genius!" The old man in the robe was also very excited, his eyes were bright, he did not expect that he only set up a trial platform in Yuncheng on a whim, but he did not expect to pick up such a treasure!

The thing buried in the dust is called the spirit seed, and the spiritual branch born under the urging of the spiritual power in the monk is called Ruomu.

If the wood faces the wind, the black is caused by the yin force, the body of cultivating the devil, and the white is the body of the yang spirit, so the small stone is the body of cultivating, and it is also a body of extremely talented cultivating!

"The two people measured yesterday, Ruomu only grew less than three inches, right?"

"Yes!"

"The female is three inches, the male is only one inch."

All the crowd around the audience boiled and exploded directly.

If the wood is facing the wind, what is the overview of the height of two meters?

The genius of the Magic Sword Sect, that ancient Fenghua, who is known as the first person under the real Ziyan, was tested that year, in the Dayan Dynasty, there was a storm, but it only gave birth to less than one meter