This God of War is not subject to it!

After hearing Jinlian's statement, Luo Mingjue was not as dull as Leng Zicheng and Han Mo. He slapped his folding fan on his palm and said with a smile, "When shall we leave?"

Han Mo seemed to be puzzled, frowning and looking at him thoughtfully.Feeling that gaze, Luo Mingjue turned his head and blinked smartly at him, and Han Mo nodded knowingly, without saying anything.

Sweeping Luo Mingjue and Han Mo's faces with pity and pity, he said, "How about leaving early tomorrow morning?"

Luo Mingjue said bluntly: "Okay, just tomorrow, I have to meet someone tonight."

"Master is going to find Mr. Qi?" Leng Zicheng answered abruptly, and Luo Mingjue, like a dynamite bag being ignited, raised his voice and said, "Who is going to see him! This God of War doesn't want to see him!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked a stone to vent his anger, snorted angrily, and said angrily: "Don't mention him in front of me recently! This God of War wants to meet Lanzhi Xingjun."

"Lanzhi Xingjun?"

Han Mo, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth. Luo Mingjue knew that he was worried that his connection with the people in the heaven would cause trouble, so he calmed down and explained: "A little fairy I met last night even gave me a gift. Earth Lingzhu as a meeting gift. Don't worry, although this kid is a bit stinky, his mouth is a bit broken, and he has been beaten a bit, but his mind is quite pure."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and there was another silence. Han Mo finally nodded in acquiescence, and said, "...be careful."

Luo Mingjue immediately smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will come back as soon as he goes, remember to prepare some snacks and wait for me."

Luo Mingjue's figure flashed and he reached the lower reaches of the Tianhe River in a blink of an eye. The Wishing Tree had a unique shape, and Luo Mingjue found it without any effort.

Fu Yuan had already buried Fu Si's sapling next to the Si Yuan tree, and was watering it with a small kettle in his hand.When he saw Luo Mingjue, he dropped the kettle in shock, his eyes widened, and he said loudly, "Do you know where this is!"

Luo Mingjue rubbed his buzzing ears, narrowed his eyes and said, "I know."

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, Luo Mingjue is not in a hurry, and has no sense of crisis, but Fu Yuan is so anxious that he can't communicate with him, so he simply pushes Luo Mingjue's back and drives him away, saying anxiously : "You don't want to live anymore! If you are seen by others, you will die! Have you forgotten how you died during the Tiangong siege!"

"Yes, yes, I remember, I remember." He pushed Luo Mingjue forward a few steps, nodded like a poem, and suddenly changed the subject, "I'm here this time to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Fu Yuan stopped in his tracks, looked him up and down, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Luo Mingjue had malicious intentions.

Luo Mingjue felt uncomfortable under his suspicious gaze, took out his folding fan and slapped Fu Yuan on the forehead, and said, "Why, I can still eat you, I'm not interested in gnawing tree bark, I came here this time to Let you prepare something for me. As Master Lanzhi Xing, you should be able to get it easily."

Fu Yuan frowned suspiciously, Luo Mingjue had expected him to react like this, smiled lightly, leaned over and put his hands around his mouth, and whispered something.

Fu Yuan was even more puzzled, looking at him strangely, "What do you want this for?"

Luo Mingjue pretended to smile mysteriously, put his index finger on his lips, blinked and replied: "Well, the secret must not be revealed."

The next morning, at dawn, Han Mo, Luo Mingjue, and Jin Lian set off for the Bailu Temple.

Standing at the door, Leng Zicheng clasped his fists to Luo Mingjue, and said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of Mr. Bai Nuo. This is dangerous, please be careful."

Luo Mingjue smiled and waved at him, saying: "Don't worry, we'll be back in a few days, remember to set up a banquet to welcome us."

If it were Luo Mingjue a month later, he would definitely not be able to say these words, because it will take too long.

It took less than half a day for them to travel through the clouds and fog to arrive at the hill where the Egret Temple is located.The place was surrounded by thick fog, and the group had to walk instead.

The fog got thicker as we walked in, Luo Mingjue and Han Mo looked at each other, and they both noticed something strange.Luo Mingjue was the first to speak: "Master, do you feel that you can't use your strength?"

Luo Mingjue's feeling at this moment is a bit like the days when he was still Chu Qiuge when his soul was damaged and his spiritual power was exhausted.He leaned over to pick up a stone and threw it forward. The stone only drew an arc of two meters before falling to the ground.He looked at his palm thoughtfully, moved his fingers, and said after a while:

"I really can't use my spiritual power..."

Luo Mingjue looked at Han Mo again, only to see him slightly shaking his head.It seems the same is the case.

"Master, does Wu Muchen, who is so powerful, have the ability to create it by himself?"

Han Mo's expression was indifferent, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Impossible."

Luo Mingjue asked again: "Could that be the Lingzhu?"

Han Mo took out the Lingzhu compass and handed it to him. Luo Mingjue took it over and looked at it. The pointer of the compass was shaking and spinning, and it seemed that it was also affected by the fog. Thinking about it this way, it must be driven by spiritual power. None of them work anymore.

He was thinking about it, when Han Mo suddenly replied, "Nine out of ten, yes."

Luo Mingjue thought to himself, if he could create a mist that would even attack the God of War and the Demon Lord, there is only Lingzhu in this world besides the spirit of Qingyang.

He had always thought that the Spirit of Qingyang was an object, but since Qi Xiyue was regarded as the Spirit of Qingyang by Han Mo, he took it for granted that it had a human form and spiritual intelligence.But he had never seen what the Qingyang Spirit looked like, so he started to mutter again.Asked: "Master, do you think it might be the ghost of the Qingyang spirit?"

"impossible."

Han Mo didn't even think about it, and denied him without hesitation.Luo Mingjue let out a resentful "Oh", thinking: The Spirit of Qingyang was already sealed when you were born, have you seen it so sure.Smelly master, don't give me any face.

But Han Mo has not been like this for a day or two, no matter how indifferent he behaves, he still loves his little apprentice tightly in his heart.

Luo Mingjue remembered Han Mo's kindness to him, and he had taken care of him a lot when he was in heaven.As he walked in the fog, his thoughts drifted away. He remembered that Han Mo had taken the blame for himself when he was in Tiangong.

"Master, master, do you think that immortals only drink dew and eat fairy fruits? I am also a child of the immortal family. Why am I always so hungry that I can't stop eating delicacies in the world."

Xiao Mingjue rubbed his belly, thinking about the meat buns and roast chicken that Master brought this morning, he got hungry again.

Han Mo shook his head helplessly, the two words came to Luo Mingjue's ears lightly and said: "Greedy."

Luo Mingjue retorted: "There are so many delicious and fun things in the world, to be a rigid god like you, Master, without even a single extra word every day, is boring to death."

Han Mo frowned, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Being a teacher...is not boring."

Luo Mingjue jumped a few steps forward, turned to face him, and said with a smile: "Master will not be bored with me here, if you are bored, I will tell jokes to make you happy."

Han Mo approached him, put his palm on Luo Mingjue's small head, there was a little turbulence in his eyes, and he responded, "En."

But Luo Mingjue said that he wanted to make Han Mo happy, but he actually caused him trouble, so he sneaked into Fairy Gulian's yard to steal fruits when Han Mo was away that day.The fruit trees in the courtyard of Gulian Fairy are the best, and even the Emperor of Heaven likes them very much. He often picks them and invites all the fairy families to taste them.

Luo Mingjue is naturally also a fan of this juicy and sweet fruit.All the immortals kept their lives clean, except for him, Luo Mingjue, who else would do such a dishonorable thing, naturally there was no defense in this courtyard.Luo Mingjue easily jumped into the courtyard, climbed up the tree neatly, leaned on the trunk and enjoyed the fairy fruit and the gentle breeze leisurely.

After he ate five or six fruit cores and threw them all over the floor, he finally relieved his hunger.He picked a few more fruits and put them in his bosom. The clothes were stuffed bulgingly, and a few that couldn't hold them rolled out of the collar and fell to the ground.

"Mingjue, what are you... doing?"

Luo Mingjue was busy putting the fruit into his arms, when he heard this sentence he was really startled, his body trembled, and the fruit rolled to the ground.He turned his head guiltily, laughed twice, touched the back of his head and said, "Hey, Master, why are you here, are you also looking at the scenery?"

Han Mo's gaze was fixed on the fairy fruit that Luo Mingjue was still holding in his hand, and the atmosphere around him was obviously a few degrees colder.Luo Mingjue murmured inwardly that it was not good, and turned his hands behind his back to try to hide the fruit.A glance happened to see a pink dress not far away.

It's Fairy Gulian!

Luo Mingjue reacted very quickly, jumped out of the yard, stuffed the fairy fruit in Han Mo's hand, and quickly hid in the corner of the wall.

The pink coat got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of Han Mo, looked at the fruit in his hand, looked at the tragedy on the tree, and then lowered his head to glance at the scattered fruit pits on the ground.He and Han Mo looked at each other in silence for a while, then hesitantly said: "That... demon..."

"I picked it."

Han Mo interrupted her first, his tone was as calm as ever, his clear eyes were fixed on her, but his face was still expressionless.

Fairy Gu Lian was dumbfounded, looking at us coldly, the unsmiling Master Mozun felt that there was something wrong with his ears, and said again: "Demon..."

"I picked it."

Han Mo interrupted her without hesitation, her tone was so firm that there was no doubt about it.

Fairy Gu Lian was interrupted by Han Mo immediately when she opened her mouth twice, she looked a little embarrassed, looked at the fruit pits all over the ground under the tree and said hesitantly: "...Then..."

Han Mo immediately responded, "I ate."

"all?!"

Fairy Gu Lian was so startled that her eyes nearly popped out, she looked at him in disbelief, hoping to hear a negative answer, but Han Mo replied decisively: "All of them."

This was like the Tiangong being bombed, Luo Zhou crawled out of the coffin, it was surprising that the Heavenly Emperor lost his temper, Fairy Gu Lian was dumbfounded and was speechless for a long time.

Han Mo took the initiative to ask, "How to make up for it?"

Fairy Gu Lian finally came back to her senses, quickly waved her hands and said, "No need, it's my honor for you to eat the fruit from my yard. If you like it, Xiaoxian will send it to you every day from now on."

As a result, Han Mo had another fairy who had a crush on him, and Luo Mingjue no longer had to steal the fruit by himself, and someone rushed to deliver it to him every day.

At that time, he didn't know Han Mo's real identity, he just thought that the master was so powerful, he must be a big man with a head and face!