"Let's stay in Moyuan for the time being. The formations will be arranged here, and there is a fairy grass garden inside. It's safe."
"In the future, if you want to practice as a casual cultivator or go to heaven, you can."
Xuan Shuang knew that she could not stay with her eldest sister forever, so she nodded sadly. She needed to grow up alone and could not rely on her eldest sister for everything.
The eldest sister also hopes that she can take charge of her own business one day, right?
It took Qian Yan and Mo Yuhuai three months to complete Mo Yuan's formation. During this period, Mo Yuhuai wanted to say something several times, but in the end he didn't ask, and just kept his head down and perfected the formation.
When everything calmed down, he grabbed Qianyan and ran outside.
At this time, the two of them were standing at the highest peak of the Demonic Abyss, facing the cool wind, which made their robes whistle.
Mo Yuhuai gave a very strange look, as if she owed the other party a bunch of innate magic weapons.
"Xiaocao, you said you want to go to the void?"
"yes."
"I've never heard you say before that your cultivation has encountered a bottleneck? I have a lot of treasures, what do you want?" Mo Yuhuai opened the meson space to Qian Yan and said very generously, "You can take whatever you want, or you can take it all. Take it, I have no use for these things."
Qian Yan: "When did you learn to lie?"
Mo Yuhuai: "..."
"Although you are possessed by a demon, you are not unable to use these treasures."
Mo Yuhuai said stubbornly: "There is no demonic energy on it. I feel uncomfortable using it."
Qian Yan: What an excuse.
"Do you really want to go to the void?"
Qian Yan: "Yeah."
"Why do I think you will never come back?" Mo Yuhuai asked tentatively. She arranged this formation so carefully, and even told Xuan Shuang some of the techniques, especially as if she was explaining the funeral arrangements, which made him feel very unhappy. wonderful.
"It's true that he's not coming back."
Mo Yuhuai's face changed greatly: "Xiaocao, are you just running away after repairing the house? I have spent so much effort, but you don't come back!!"
"Why don't you come back?" Mo Yuhuai tugged at his robe, his eyes pitiful, as if he had been abandoned, "There must be a reason."
Otherwise, he will be angry and will never forgive her!
Qian Yan casually formed a seal, and a soundproof formation was formed.
Mo Yuhuai: Does this count as telling him a secret?
"I don't belong in this world."
"I came here to do something, and it's done. If I hadn't wanted to study something, I might have left."
A few words made Mo Yuhuai's mind buzz. The amount of information was too much and he needed to digest it.
Qian Yan was not in a hurry and stood aside waiting.
Mo Yuhuai's face became strange, because when Qian Yan said that she was not from this world, some memories in his mind were being revised.
In the memory of this little grass alone, her name was Qian Yan, but in his mind the grass was not called Qian Yan, but Nan Zhen, and people in heaven called her Lord Nan Zhen.
He had never seen each other before, only heard it from many people's mouths.
"Xiaocao, is Qianyan your name?"
"be mine."
"Is Nan Zhen the original one?"
Qian Yan nodded lightly: "To be precise, this body belongs to Nan Zhen. I came back to do some things for her."
"Where is Immortal Friend Nanzhen?" Mo Yuhuai asked. He felt that this question was a bit wrong and added, "I just asked casually. After all, this truth shocked me. I have never met Immortal Friend Nanzhen. I’m not familiar with it at all. I’m just curious. Why does she need your help when she’s so powerful? She doesn’t know how to do it herself?”
Mo Yuhuai was quite satisfied with this last question and felt that the tone was finally right.
Yes, Nan Zhen is so powerful, why don't you do these things yourself? What's the point of bothering others? Well, that's quite right.
Qian Yan didn't notice Mo Yuhuai's awkwardness and said, "She can't come back."
"Even if I could come back, I wouldn't be able to do these things."
Next, Qian Yan talked about his past and present lives, and Mo Yuhuai finally understood. He didn't look good when he learned that he was killed by the Emperor of Heaven before he killed Nan Zhen.
As expected, Zhang Jinghao was very bad and still melted him down.
"Xiaocao, so you are my savior."
"Forget it."
"From now on, I will be your stone."
