After the goddess wears into the interstellar

Chapter 301

Mu Yu had a dream.

In the dream, his cultivation base gradually recovered to its peak, and then he passed through the space barrier and returned to the world of cultivating immortals.

But the strange thing is that Zong Lan is still with him.

As soon as the doubts arose in my heart, I was suppressed by myself in the dream.

As if this is a very common thing.

Immediately afterwards, he brought Zong Lan back to Yizong, where his disciples bowed down.

"Congratulations to the suzerain's return from the catastrophe—"

"Congratulations Madam Suzerain—"

Hearing this movement, Mu Yu couldn't help but glance at Zong Lan beside him.

The next second, his hand was taken, and Zong Lan smiled at him.

There was a beat in his heart, and Mu Yu felt his fingertips go numb.

Soon, his first disciple Sui Zhui jumped up to him, pointed at Zong Lan and winked, "Sect Master, your wife is so handsome, where did she get it?"

Mu Yu: "..."

He faintly felt that it was a wrong decision to bring Zong Lan back to Yizong to face this group of incomprehensible disciples.

Thinking of Zong Lan's easily unhappy character, he looked over worriedly.

Contrary to his expectations, Zong Lan seemed to accept it well, and said with a smile: "I didn't get kidnapped, I came here voluntarily."

Mu Yu's heart felt warm when he heard it, and then he heard Sui Zhui say without hesitation: "Then do you have a bridal chamber?"

Mu Yu: "?"

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples below looked over one after another. It seemed that they were more concerned about whether or not there was a bridal chamber than about his return.

"...?"

What kind of disciples are these?

Seeing that he seemed displeased, the Great Elder, who had never spoken much, stepped forward and stopped the frivolous Suizui in time, "Go back."

The Great Elder's name is Wu Qing, and his cultivation level is not weaker than Mu Yu's.

In terms of appearance, Wu Qing is also a well-known handsome man in the world of cultivating immortals.Different from Mu Yu's flamboyance and Zong Lan's sternness, this Great Elder's appearance is very gentle, and with his deserted temperament, he has a special charm.

Hearing his words, even Mu Yu's proud disciple Sui Zhu shut his mouth angrily.

Next, the celebration ceremony went smoothly. In order to welcome him back to the clan, the Spirit Fox Performance Troupe, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away, was invited over.

After a brief chat with the Great Elder Wu Qing, and knowing that nothing happened in the sect during his absence, Mu Yu felt relieved and began to watch the performance.

After staying in another world for too long, it was only after returning to Yizong that he completely relaxed.

Xu was so comfortable that he fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, he was already lying in his palace, beside Zong Lan who was only wearing pajamas, with the open front of his clothes revealing his strong chest muscles.Zong Lan raised his head and looked at him, the atmosphere was very ambiguous.

Mu Yu's heart beat violently, he felt his whole body was wrapped by Zong Lan's aura, and he felt a little anticipation.

His mind was all attracted by the person in front of him, and he had no time to think about what he was expecting.

But the next moment, a breath that cannot be ignored appeared outside the hall, and Mu Yu was taken aback.

Zong Lan's voice was a little hoarse, and he stroked his chin with his slender fingers, and said, "What's wrong?"

Mu Yu really used a lot of self-control to force himself to sit up, and pressed Zong Lan's other hand that had already touched his waist, "The Great Elder is outside the hall, I have to go out."

"Do you have to go out?" Zong Lan's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

Mu Yu also felt uncomfortable, but reason overcame desire, "Well, be right back!"

Picking up his clothes, he quickly rushed out of the hall.

Under the starlight, the old Wu Qing dressed in white looked over with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Mu Yu paused, "What happened?"

Disappointment flashed across Wu Qing's eyes, he shook his head and said, "Sect Master, this is not a wise move."

Mu Yu didn't understand, "What are you talking about?"

Great Elder: "With a Taoist companion, you will have weaknesses and weaknesses. Once your Taoist heart is broken, suzerain, how do you ascend?"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Mu Yu's heart was shocked, his thoughts became clear, and then the surrounding scene changed drastically.

He woke up suddenly, sweat dripping down his face.

Fresh air poured into his lungs, Mu Yu was gasping for breath, and his brain was in severe pain.

A warm hand was pressed against his forehead, causing Mu Yu to retreat subconsciously, but when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he stopped, "Zong Lan?"

Zong Lan's hand paused in the air for a moment, seeing the resistance on Mu Yu's face, he sat back, "Yes."

The Great Elder's question rang in Mu Yu's ear again—how do you ascend once your Dao heart is broken?

Frowning, he whispered, "Why are you here?"

Zong Lan: "I can't be here?"

"..." Mu Yu vaguely remembered the incident of passing out at the entrance of the reception building, and understood that Zong Lan had saved him.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Thank you."

"Don't be so polite with me," Zong Lan handed over a nutrient solution, "it can speed up the recovery of your mental power."

Just as Mu Yu wanted to refuse, Zong Lan said, "It's the cost of living here."

"..."

After all, he didn't say the words of refusal, so he simply stopped being polite, took the nutrient solution, opened the package and put it in his mouth.

He really urgently needs to restore his spiritual sense now.

The room was quiet, and Zong Lan's eyes were always on him.Mu Yu tried his best to ignore it, but the effect was not great, the nutrient solution became difficult to swallow.

Without getting rid of the suffocating atmosphere, he raised his head, "Do you want to ask the mountain guard formation?"

Zong Lan looked at him for a while, "Yes."

Mu Yu: "I touched the formation eye during alchemy, and activated it by accident."

Zong Lan must have also noticed the change in the mountain protection formation, and if he said that nothing happened, he would not be able to deceive him, so Mu Yu thought of a relatively reasonable explanation.

Zong Lan raised his eyebrows: "Are you refining alchemy next to the formation eye?"

Mu Yu: "My cultivation base is not enough, I need to borrow the power of the array eye."

Zong Lan didn't speak, but looked at Mu Yu with inquiry, as if trying to discern the authenticity of his words.

Mu Yu lowered his eyes, "Believe it or not."

Inadvertently, his gaze passed over the tip of his right finger, and he saw that the strips of cloth he used to wrap up casually were gone, replaced by neat bandages.

"?"

Is this what Zong Lan bandaged him?

Following his gaze, Zong Lan said, "Your wound can't stop bleeding, why?"

Mu Yu didn't want to expose the existence of the black skeleton, "The cultivation is not enough."

"Cultivation is not enough?" Zong Lan's voice was a little puzzled, "I have transferred the supernatural power to you as before, don't you even have the power to heal the wound?"

Mu Yu paused for a while, and explained: "You are the Heavenly Metal Spiritual Root, which would have benefited me. But recently, my physique has changed, and I have also become the Heavenly Metal Spiritual Root, so your supernatural ability no longer benefits me significantly."

Zong Lan: "Tianjin bell root?"

Mu Yu: "Yes, Tianjin Linggen."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Zong Lan's eyes, and then he touched his waist, "I don't know if you still need this."

Mu Yu glanced at the box, but didn't take it immediately, because the words on it made him a little confused.

——Tianjin Linggen.

"?"

Mu Yu: "What is this for?"

Zong Lan's expression became slightly subtle, "Replenish...power, don't you know?"

"?"

Mu Yu: "The Tianjin Spiritual Root I'm talking about is not this thing."

Zong Lan: "Not this one?"

Mu Yu shook his head, "Tianjin Linggen is not a material."

Co-authorship is invalid communication from the beginning?No wonder when I first met Zong Lan, the other party's reaction was not quite right when I heard these four words, I guess I thought I was being used as material.

Zong Lan: "I would like to hear the details."

Mu Yu got out of bed, came to the table and sat down, "Come."

When Zong Lan was seated, he raised his finger and used spiritual power as ink to write on the table.

--sky

--gold

--spirit

--root

In order to facilitate Zong Lan's understanding, he specially used simplified characters that are commonly used in the world.

But just as the last painting fell and the word "root" took shape, the four golden characters suddenly collapsed.

Mu Yu's hand froze.

"?"

……

Mu Yu went through the second attempt, but it was the same as before, when the last stroke fell, the words disappeared.

But this time, he caught a trace of the power of heaven from the broken golden light.

This power of heaven does not destroy order, but belongs to the orthodox power of heaven in this world.

Mu Yu looked at Zong Lan uncertainly, and asked, "Did you see it?"

Zong Lan shook his head, "I only saw 'sky'."

Mu Yu's expression turned ugly, "..."

Somewhere, it seemed that there was a force preventing him from expressing this word.

Will it be heaven, why?

Zong Lan: "How many words did you write?"

Mu Yu: "Four."

"..."

The two fell silent in unison.

……

When Sihui came in, she saw such a scene.

Mr. Lan and the Sovereign were very close, looking at each other, and the atmosphere seemed a bit ambiguous.

—at least so it seemed to him.

Although she didn't have the angle to see the expressions of the two carefully, Sihui felt that their eyes must be full of love.

Sovereign, it's crucial when it's critical.

It was getting dark outside. He had already gone back to the dormitory to look for the suzerain once in the morning, but he didn't see anyone. As soon as he turned around and went out, Bai Jiazi took him away to help him, and he kept busy until just now.

After finally having time to rest, he ran into director Bai Feng when he went to the infirmary to get the nutrient solution, and only after asking a question did he learn that the suzerain had returned.

But looking at the current situation... It seems that he came at the wrong time.

Sihui immediately took a step back and hurriedly closed the door, praying in her heart that Mr. Lan and the Suzerain didn't see him.

He was not afraid that these two would have any complaints against him, but he was afraid that Master Huang Tang would beat him up if he found out.As a person who firmly supports the CP of Mr. Lan and the Sovereign, if he heard that his sudden intrusion interrupted the date of the Lord, it would be strange if he was not killed alive!

But as soon as Ke Sihui stepped aside, she heard Mu Yu's voice, "Sihui, come in."

"..." Sihui stepped forward bravely, raised her hand and knocked on the door, pretending that what happened just now hadn't happened, "Sect Master, can I come in? Are there any other guests in our dormitory?"

Mu Yu frowned, "?"

Sihui: "..."

His steps were slightly heavy, and when he opened the door and saw that Mr. Lan and the Sovereign had distanced themselves and were sitting on both sides of the table, he couldn't help sighing.

He is guilty.

Mu Yu: "What's the matter?"

"Last night, the first-grade students on patrol found this." Sihui handed out the badge in her arms, "It is said that someone was sneaking around at the intersection in front of the gate, and they were about to run away when they were spotted. Haoxin let them I wanted to arrest someone for interrogation, but I never tried."

After taking the damaged badge, Mu Yu looked down, "That group left it?"

Sihui: "Yes."

"I see," Mu Yu glanced roughly, and stuffed the things into the Qiankun bag, "Is there anything else?"

"No more," Sihui glanced at Mr. Lan, "Sovereign, the celebration banquet is about to begin, you and Mr. Lan can go there together after chatting."

Inviting the two of them to participate together and creating opportunities to get along, is he atonement for his sins?

"The chat is over," Mu Yu got up, "Let's go."

Zong Lan stood up consciously, and was about to follow the two of them.

Aware of his intention, Mu Yu turned his head, with doubts in his eyes: "?"

Are you really going?

Zong Lan responded with even more puzzled eyes, "?"

I can not go?

Mu Yu: "..."

He turned around, complicated eyes flashing past.

Forget it, let him go.

A group of three people left the room and prepared to go to the location of the celebration banquet.

Mu Yu turned around and locked the door, seeing Zong Lan walking along the long corridor, he turned his head and signaled Yi Hui to come closer.

Sihui was taken aback for a moment, and realized that the suzerain had something to say to him, so she hurriedly approached her and asked in a low voice, "Sect master?"

Mu Yu: "In the future, you need to avoid outsiders about the affairs of the sect. Just tell me."

Sihui let out a soft "ah", not understanding the definition of "outsider", "Suzerain, who are you talking about...?"

Mu Yu: "Except for you and me, Huang Tang Furan, and Qi Ling, they are all outsiders."

Although she didn't know why the suzerain made such a division, Sihui still nodded obediently, "Okay."

In the distance, Zong Lan stood at the corner and looked back.

In the dim environment, his emotions sank into his eyes.

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