"I don't know why your master chose such a ghost place. With so many people here, all the natural and earthly treasures have probably been taken away. Is it just for training? It's really not cost-effective."
Walking on the quiet path, Gu Yan held another piece of grass in his mouth and clicked his tongue.
The Magic Mountain Range is one of the famous mountains in the Demon World. Although it is very famous, it actually has no treasures, because the ones that are there are also fought over by cultivators.
However, this place has sufficient spiritual energy, and herbs and other heavenly materials and earthly treasures are bred very quickly. This is why there are many and strong monsters.
"The main peak of the Magic Mountain Range is tens of thousands of meters high, and there are tens of thousands of mountains along the chain. Moreover, the magical beasts here are very powerful, and most monks dare not set foot there.
Not to mention the deepest part of the mountain range, where only monks of Immortal Saint and above have the opportunity to set foot, and there are still plenty of natural resources and earthly treasures. "
Mo Jiuyou explained.
"Why, you can't understand such a simple question?"
Mo Jiuyou raised his eyebrows at Gu Yan, which was full of teasing.
"What level of monster do you plan to catch?" Gu Yan changed the subject.
"Well... it must be at least the seventh level peak." Mo Jiuyou thought for a while and said.
The seventh-level peak of Warcraft is actually equivalent to the peak of human Da Luo Jinxian, and is even slightly stronger.
"Have ambition." Gu Yan nodded affirmatively.
He didn't mean to flatter him by saying this, but he thought so from the bottom of his heart.
Mo Jiuyou, a new student who had just been promoted to Daluo Jinxian, dared to fight against a seventh-level peak monster that was comparable to the peak of the veteran Daluo Jinxian. Such courage and courage were definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But when he thought of this, a question arose in Gu Yan's mind.
"This Demon King looks so cunning. How could he give birth to such a brave, capable, and courageous daughter... Could it be that he inherited his mother's genes?"
Gu Yan thought so in his heart.
He quickly imagined an earth-shattering love story - "The Love and Hate Between the Planner and the Female God of War".
The reason why I use the word strategizing is because I feel that the term "old treacherous and cunning" does not sound good.
"But speaking of which, who is Mo Jiuyou's mother?" Gu Yan scratched his head.
Because Mo Jiuyou is a female supporting character, her life experience is not even fully told in the play, and not a single word about Mo Jiuyou's mother appears until the ending.
Since it did not appear, then most of the settings for this situation are death or leaving due to special reasons...
Gu Yan planned to ask the Demon King in detail later to see if there was anything he could do to help.
The reason why he didn't ask Mo Jiuyou was because he was afraid of hurting her heart, but Mo Dong Wang had no need to worry.
After all, Mo Jiuyou's mother is not Mo Dongwang's mother, she is just his wife.
Mo Jiuyou drove away a big flaming bird with an arrow, took up his bow and murmured: "Strange... why after walking for so long, all I encountered were people below the fifth or sixth level... Could it be that the depth is not enough..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to suppress the aura on my body." Hearing Mo Jiuyou's words, Gu Yan smiled awkwardly.
Because he wanted to drive away the monsters, the restriction he had placed before was that humans could not see through their true appearance and cultivation, but the monsters could still sense it.
Mo Jiuyou:...
She was immediately speechless, so these few hours were wasted, right?
"How about we go have a fast food first... Oh no, let's have a meal first." Gu Yan suggested.
It has been five or six hours since the last time I ate, and now I can have another meal.
Although they don't have to eat as monks, wouldn't this make life less fun?
Eating can make people feel happy, and cultivating is for oneself to live a better life, so eating and cultivating are not in conflict.
Gu Yan didn't want to practice as hard as Mo Zhenren did.
After all, Gu Yan could see from the face of Master Mo that almost all of them looked sad all day long. He probably hadn't eaten many good meals, right?
It seems that his cultivation was forced by his parents.
Gu Yan sighed when he thought about it.
It seems that he needs to persuade his parents carefully not to let Demon Master eat too much and to avoid secular life rules, otherwise he will easily become addicted. In that case, there will be no passion for cultivation. How can he become an Immortal Emperor? ? !
"Oh, I'm really worried about this nephew." Gu Yan sighed.
Gu Yan and Mo Jiuyou found a place more suitable for barbecue and stopped.
This is a forest with large gaps between trees. The dark sun of the devil world can scatter sunlight, making people not feel too melancholy.
Gu Yan stretched out a finger and lightly scratched it a few times, and the big tree not far away was divided into dozens of pieces and collapsed.
Gu Yan picked up some relatively small pieces of wood and brought them back, then gently placed them next to Mo Jiuyou.
"You should be able to make a fire, right?" Gu Yan said.
Mo Jiuyou:...
"No!" Mo Jiuyou curled his lips and said.
"Impossible, how can you be over 1,000 years old and not even know how to make a fire..." Gu Yan scratched his head.
"You also know that I am over 1,000 years old." Mo Jiuyou crossed his arms over his chest and puffed out his cheeks and said angrily.
Does Gu Yan regard himself as a fool? This made her very unhappy.
After reacting, Gu Yan realized that the other party was angry, and explained with a smile: "Well... I asked this subconsciously.
Otherwise, if I asked you to light the fire for me as soon as I came up, wouldn't that seem a bit disrespectful to you? "
Listening to Gu Yan's explanation, Mo Jiuyou felt that it made sense. His angry face slowly calmed down, and he nodded and said, "Oh, so that's it."
Gu Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Just coax it out.
"Then you should be able to boil water." Gu Yan added.
Hearing this, Mo Jiuyou's eyebrows wrinkled again.
"Um...I mean, can you please boil some water?" Gu Yan explained.
"Of course it's no problem." Mo Jiuyou nodded.
"Okay, you boil water here, and I'll catch you a ninth- or eighth-level old hen to make soup for you." Gu Yan smiled slightly.
Hearing these words, Mo Jiuyou was immediately amused, and Qi Qing chuckled and said: "It is quite unfair for you to call a bird monster at the level of an Immortal Saint an old hen."
"Why, are they not convinced?" Gu Yan curled his lips.
If Gu Yan is not convinced, he can just punch the old hen's brains out.
"Okay, just wait here for me and don't wander around. If anything happens, use the jade slip to call me back." Gu Yan warned.
"Okay, okay, I'm not a three-year-old."
Mo Jiuyou gave Gu Yan a "don't worry" look.
"Um."
Gu Yan nodded and disappeared from the spot.
He left his own restriction on Mo Jiuyou, and he could feel it whenever he was hurt.
So Gu Yan is not afraid of what will happen to Mo Jiuyou.
What he has to do now is to go to the depths of the Magic Mountains and catch the fattest old hen for Mo Jiuyou to eat!
