Seeing that Shaohao Luo ignored him and was about to take action, Mu Yan quickly changed the subject: "What was that formation master doing here just now?"
The little butterfly spirit stared at Shao Haoluo timidly, making sure that he had no intention of doing anything, and then said: "He threw the image stone in."
"Image stone?" Mu Yan was a little confused, "What's in here? Why did you throw the image stone in?"
The little butterfly spirit quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, thought for a moment, then put her hand down again: "You can't say it."
After speaking, she raised her hand to cover her mouth again.
"I have to go in today!" Shao Haoluo moved his neck and walked forward.
Mu Yan quickly ran out of words to find something to say: "Are there really dragons down there? We have been to this sea of flowers, and there was nothing but flowers."
After asking, without waiting for Shao Haoluo to answer, she immediately sent a message to Little Butterfly Spirit: "Get out of the way quickly. You are no match for him. He is bound to win over Jiao."
Thirty thousand years later, he still misses this dragon, which shows how attractive it is to him.
The little butterfly spirit shook her head and replied: "No, sister Nan Mi said that no one can go in."
Mu Yan was worried. The little butterfly spirit couldn't even defeat Ah Li. She was no match for Shao Haoluo. He had no inhibitions just to eat.
She took two quick steps and was about to continue persuading her. Suddenly she felt that her head was groggy and her eyelids were particularly heavy. She tried hard to open her eyes, but only opened them a crack, and then she could no longer hold on. Her body went limp and she lost consciousness. .
Hearing the sound behind him, Shao Haoluo turned around suddenly and saw Mu Yan falling to the ground. He felt alarmed and looked around. Only then did he realize that at some point, large clouds of moon-white smoke were gathering towards the lake. .
Because the color was extremely light and covered by the gray mist of Netherworld Ghost Lake itself, he did not notice it immediately.
No, it’s the Yingmeng Emperor Butterfly!
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, his eyes suddenly became blurred, and a deep sleepiness came over him...
Suddenly there was a gust of wind on the lake, and a dark blue figure flew from the center of the lake. She had white hair and a stooped body. She was an old lady.
The little butterfly spirit looked at her and asked worriedly: "Grandma, are you okay?"
The old man covered his lips and coughed lightly, then pointed at Shao Haoluo, "I'm fine. Move him to the dream cocoon quickly. These dream smoke won't keep him trapped for long."
The little butterfly spirit nodded, shivering, stretched out her small hands, grabbed Shao Haoluo's collar, and flew towards the center of the lake.
Mu Yan felt that she had had a long, long dream. The dream was bright and bright, but she couldn't open her eyes. Occasionally she tried to open a crack, but she was immediately stung by the sunlight behind the thick clouds and burst into tears. It was a conditioned reflex. Then close it again.
She knew this was a dream. In fact, she had had this dream countless times since she was a child, but she could not wake up no matter what. The fear of blindness lingered in her heart, desperate and helpless.
Suddenly, there was a slight coolness between her brows, the deep sleepiness dissipated, and she slowly regained consciousness.
"elder sister."
The crisp sound of a little butterfly spirit came to her ears. She opened her eyes and saw the familiar crystal purple eyes.
"This is where?"
Mu Yan was surprised to see the green green in front of her. The Netherworld Ghost Lake was full of dark gray, low bushes and grasshoppers. And in front of her eyes, there were giant trees towering into the sky, their leaves seemed to be washed with water, and they were green and shiny.
"my home."
With her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of white. Mu Yan turned around and looked over, and found a huge human-shaped white cocoon hanging on the tree next to her. The person inside was none other than Shao Haoluo.
On the giant cocoon rested a palm-sized dark blue butterfly.
"Is this what he is?"
"sleeping."
"Is he going to be okay?" Although she disapproved of some of Shao Haoluo's actions, he had protected her for two years, and Mu Yan could not remain indifferent to his life and death.
"He's just sleeping. Grandma won't do anything to him."
The little butterfly spirit glanced at the white cocoon timidly, and then quickly looked away, looking very scared.
"Grandma?" Mu Yan glanced around, and finally landed on the dark blue butterfly on the white cocoon, "Is it your grandma?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark blue butterfly fluttered over from the white cocoon. In a flash of light, it transformed into a white-haired old lady and bowed slightly towards her: "I am the Dream Emperor Butterfly. Thank you girl for the spiritual fruit."
Mu Yan was stunned for a moment and hurriedly waved her hands: "You're welcome, old man, but they are just some spiritual fruits."
The old man sighed and looked at the little butterfly spirit, his turbid eyes flashing with crystal clear eyes: "Although there are many spiritual plants and fruits in Netherworld Ghost Lake, all living creatures are stained with resentment and cannot eat them."
"It doesn't matter that I have old bones. Poor Duoduo, this child has been staying here since she was born. She has never eaten anything. The girl's spiritual fruit is the first food she eats."
Mu Yan was stunned and looked at the little butterfly spirit in disbelief. The latter returned her sweet smile. She had never eaten food before. No wonder she kept complaining that she was hungry when they first met.
"What's under here? Why do you want Duoduo to stay here? She's still so young."
She felt distressed in her heart. It was hard to imagine that a child, from birth, faced never-ending darkness, day after day, without even having a bite of food.
"This is her life."
The old man sighed softly, "We, the Yingmeng Spirit Butterfly family, have been ordered by the Holy Lady to stay here for generations. Blue butterflies enter dreams and purple butterflies calm souls. Duoduo is the purple butterfly holy envoy. The last holy envoy died unexpectedly. She has not yet The cocoon was sent here.”
"In the past ten thousand years, the seals have been destroyed one after another. I'm afraid it won't be able to trap him for much longer. Girl, I have a cruel request, and I hope that I will agree to it."
From Duoduo to the old man, everyone kept silent about what was underneath. Mu Yan was sensible and did not ask any further questions. She looked at the old man and said seriously: "Please tell me, old man. I will help wherever I can."
"I have an old body, and I should guard it until the last moment. But Duoduo is still young, and she still has a long way to go. She should not be buried with these demons like me. Can you please make an equal contract with her and take her with you?" Get out of this prison."
"Grandma, I don't want to leave you." The little butterfly spirit leaned against the old man with a look of reluctance.
The old man raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek with his skinny fingers, "Silly boy, didn't we agree that you will go out and lead our Yingmeng Spirit Butterfly clan?"
"But what to do here, Sister Nanmi said..."
"Grandma is here." Before she could finish speaking, the old man interrupted her and raised his eyes to look at Mu Yan.
"Duoduo is innocent and cute, I am willing, but why did you choose me?"
Mu Yan couldn't understand this. She had no strength and no talent. Even her appearance was ordinary and pretty. She had no sense of existence in the crowd.
Among the monks who came in this time, there were many who had higher cultivation, better talents than her, and better temperament than her.
The old man smiled, "It was Duoduo who chose you. I had this idea a long time ago. With so many people coming and going, she only chose you."
"Sister is the best." Sensing Mu Yan's gaze, the little butterfly girl smiled with crooked eyebrows.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it’s spring and autumn again.
In the trapped formation, everyone was divided into several waves. Under the leadership of Chu Nan, several continents were responsible for one formation. They kept making secrets to break the formation day and night. Yunli was about to vomit.
Turning to look at Chu Nan, she felt a little better again. They could at least take turns, but those formation mages, especially Chu Nan, the person in charge, had to keep an eye on everyone and guide the non-formation mages in how to perform the formula. I'm complaining.
Although everyone present had improvised and learned some tactics to relieve the formation, they were completely unsure of which tactics to use in any situation.
It's equivalent to doing a problem and only memorizing the formula. Someone needs to give guidance on which formula to use and where.
After everyone's efforts, the complicated formation was finally solved to the last step. Yunli moved to Wei Lin's side and said through a message: "As soon as the formation is broken, shall we run away immediately?"
Because the trapped formation was too complicated, everyone had to gather their strength to break the formation. Everyone reached an agreement. No matter what grievances they had, they would wait until the formation was broken. This year was a rare peace.
Wei Lin nodded lightly, "Just avoid Lin Chen and the others."
As long as they are not besieged by Lin Chen and other Jin Dan, given the strength of the two of them, they can still escape if they cannot defeat them.
The two quietly walked away from the Canglan crowd. Yunli had just taken a few steps when she noticed a cold gaze falling on her. She raised her eyes and saw that Mo Huai's eyes were red with blood and his eyes were as cold as ice.
After taking a look, she looked away as if nothing had happened and continued to stay away from the four major sects calmly.
puff!
After a soft sound, the trap that had trapped everyone for more than a year was broken. Amid the cheers of the crowd, the two of them disappeared into the gray sky like two streaks of smoke.
Mo Huai gritted his teeth and followed.
"This is... Netherworld Ghost Lake!"
After recognizing this place, everyone's hearts were filled with excitement, and something suddenly seemed wrong when they looked at the people around them. Although the Netherworld Ghost Lake was dangerous, there were a lot of rare and rare herbs. Many of the spiritual plants recorded so far came from here.
"Remember to keep the spiritual plants here alone, and don't mix them with other spiritual plants."
The few remaining alchemists reminded that although there were many spiritual plants in Netherworld Ghost Lake, all the spiritual plants were lingering with the aura of resentment and required special treatment before they could be used normally.
Chu Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to warn Yunli to be careful when he looked up and saw no one, "Where is Junior Sister Yun?"
Su Xu sighed helplessly, "Run away, Junior Brother Mo is chasing me."
Su Xu had a headache when he thought of this matter. In the past few years in the formation, he had tried to persuade him countless times, both overtly and secretly, with both big and small principles, but it was completely useless.
That girl was stubborn and just accepted death. She blocked all his reasons by saying "Don't be an ungrateful person."
A disciple of the upright leader ran away with a demon. When word spread, the majesty of Taiyi Sect was wiped out.
He was having a headache when he heard Lin Chen say: "He is no match for Qianjiu. Junior Brother Su, you should be optimistic about your fellow sect."
After giving the instructions, Lin Chen turned around and bowed to Chu Feng and Ye Chu Ning: "Please help me to look after my Taiyi Sect, I will go after them."
"Brother Lin, you are polite, as you should be."
As soon as she got out of the trap, Yunli suddenly felt her stomach churn, "What kind of ruin is this? Why does it stink so much!"
"Netherworld Ghost Ze."
While Wei Lin was wielding his sword, he lowered his head and looked at the environment below. A black insect the size of a finger suddenly sprang up and pierced his head with its ferocious mouthparts.
When it was about to pierce, a faint spiritual light appeared on his forehead and flicked the black insect away, and then a spiritual blade directly split it in half.
Looking at the fallen insect corpses, he said in surprise: "Mosquitoes?"
Yunli poked her head out from behind him and was shocked when she saw spotted mosquitoes as thick as her fingers. "Fuck, mosquitoes can grow so big! There's something wrong with this environment."
She looked down, and Mo Huai's figure suddenly appeared in her consciousness. She helplessly raised her forehead and said, "Mo Huai is chasing him."
She was a little strange. She couldn't beat him again and again. Why did she chase him out? Are you sure they won't take action against him?
Wei Lin slowed down and found an open space to lower his flying sword.
"What are you stopping for?" Yunli was puzzled, "Aren't we going to escape? Hurry up."
"How can you get rid of Lin Chen and the others when there is someone following you as a guide and ask him what he wants to do."
It makes sense. Yunli nodded and waited for Mo Huai to arrive.
Seeing the two people waiting for him, Mo Huai clenched his fists. This was a kind of silent contempt. The other party did not take him seriously at all.
Being despised by his enemy, the rage in his heart was burning, almost burning out his sanity. He gritted his teeth and then suppressed his anger, regained his sanity, and slowly looked away from Wei Lin.
"I'm here to find you."
"Me?" Yunli pointed to her nose, a little surprised, "Is it possible that you are also here to persuade me?"
"yes."
Unexpectedly, Mo Huai deserved it, but it confused Yunli. Others didn't know her undercover identity, so they thought she was going astray. Mo Huai knew her identity, so be damned.
Mo Huai took a deep breath, "Over the years, you have made a lot of contributions to the sect, and you don't have any lives from our four major sects. I will plead with the sect and treat you leniently. You don't have to follow him to the end of the world. "
The corner of Yunli's mouth twitched, "Do you believe this?"
"I will do my best to plead with Master."
Yunli was stunned and said, "Thank you, but it's not necessary."
She only put her hope in the benevolence of the four major sects because she had lost her mind. In the eyes of those high-ranking Yuanhou monks, they were worse than ants.
"Believe me, I will definitely be able to convince Master." Mo Huai was a little anxious, and his voice raised a few degrees unconsciously.
Yunli thinks it's a bit square, maybe he really likes her.
She gently reminded: "Why do you want to help me? We are your father-killing enemies."
"you are not."
Mo Huai immediately retorted and smiled bitterly, "Over the years, I have complained and hated you, but now I understand."
"Every injustice has its own debtor. You never took action from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have survived. You are my savior."
When he talked about it, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his years of gloom seemed to be dissipating.
Yunli pointed at Wei Lin, "But my senior brother took action. Mo You also said that he killed your father."
"You are you, he is him, and what he does has nothing to do with you!" His tone was a little anxious, and the expression on his face became impatient.
"We have always been on the same page, my senior brother's affairs are mine..."
"Why do you have to be tied to him?" Mo Huai interrupted her with a loud voice.
