How many times the group portrait is spring

The air after the rain is moist, and the soft soil can leave big marks. Mo Lingyun looked at his own footprints step by step, feeling quite happy, and looking at the scene on the side, almost no trace was left. The traces look like a Piao, ah no, they are exiled immortals.

Mo Lingyun stepped on Jing Rong's footsteps again, successfully deepening the footprints.

Jing Rong was reticent, the two walked together, most of the time Mo Lingyun was talking to himself alone, such as now.

"I feel that we are quite lucky. We haven't met any acquaintances or powerful monsters along the way. If we can continue like this, won't we arrive at Changchuanze safely?"

When Mo Lingyun said this, he didn't feel that he had the potential of a crow's mouth, until he picked up a half-familiar person on the edge of the city, who looked like he had just been struck by lightning not long ago.

He knelt down and studied carefully, and confirmed that he had seen this person before, that is, Duan Changkong, the chief disciple of Changchuan Academy. As for why he remembered it, the main reason was that he was too impressed by this person's allergic reaction.

Mo Lingyun pulled two grasses on the side of the road, and thought about it in the time it took to break the innocent grass, or——save it.

Jing Rong, who knew nothing about this, saw Mo Lingyun suddenly push the door open, and said with a heavy face, "Master, I have good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"It's bad." Jing Rong was indifferent, even if Mo Lingyun caused trouble, he would have the confidence to settle it for him.

"I just picked up someone on the side of the road. This person is one of the top talents who participated in our apprenticeship ceremony."

"..." Jing Rong ran through the list of geniuses of Mo Lingyun's peers that he could memorize in his mind. Everyone is a genius who can never forget. He will forget about Jing Rong's voice, if someone wakes up, he is in danger of having his identity revealed.

"The good news is that he is the chief disciple of Changchuan Academy, Duan Changkong." Mo Lingyun thought it was good news. The destination of their trip was Changchuanze, where Changchuan Academy is located. It would be a good thing if there was a chief disciple accompanying him .

Moreover, he, Uncle Yun, has said that although Duan Changkong is the real Master of Medicine King Valley Shaogu and the chief of Changchuan Academy, he is the most trustworthy one among his peers, even his master can't hide it. Conscience praises him like that.

Maybe, can Duan Changkong be fooled?

The facts proved that Yun Jingcheng did not deceive him.

Duan Changkong, who woke up slowly, had just thanked Mo Lingyun, when he heard Mo Lingyun introduce another person in the room to him: "This is my best friend, Rongjing."

"Brother Mo's friend's name is very good, but it's a little familiar..." Duan Changkong replied sincerely. He really thought the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it; after all, people in the cultivation world mentioned Jing Rong. At that time, Daojun Rongxie, Daojun Yuanying, and Xuantianzong Shaozong were often used as pronouns, but his real name was rarely mentioned.

As for Jing Rong's figure and voice, covered by a bamboo hat, Duan Changkong, who grew up among the little beauties, didn't think it was a problem; what's more, on the day of Xuantianzong's acceptance ceremony, he didn't take a good look at Rongxie at all. What kind of thing, he was worrying about Yan Huai right in front of him, wishing he could bury himself alive in the world.

Do you really believe it?Mo Lingyun was dumbfounded, and added the words he had prepared: "After all, people with nice names have similar names, so it's normal for you to sound familiar, Junior Brother Duan."

"Senior brother is right." Duan Changkong nodded affirmatively, with a simple and upright face, Mo Lingyun was a little embarrassed to continue fooling him, so he had to change the subject and said: "Duan Changkong shouldn't have returned to Changchuan Academy Are you there? Why did you meet me here?"

"It's a long story." Duan Changkong smiled awkwardly. How could he tell the story that he left the academy to go to the Valley of the Medicine King to get some things, but a thunderbolt struck him and knocked down the man without the magic weapon? Don't dignified chief disciples want to lose face? !

"Brother Mo, why did you come to the southern border?"

"I'm going to Changchuan Ze."

"Nagakawa Ze?"

"Well, something happened."

"Then let's go together!"

The plastic bromance the two quickly formed led them to agree on traveling together.

Mo Lingyun is mainly because he doesn’t know the way. Following Duan Changkong is equivalent to having a guide, while Duan Changkong is enthusiastic by nature, not to mention that his magic weapon for speeding is broken. Flying with the sword may take away his spiritual energy. In comparison, it is better to walk back Changchuan Academy is more reliable; Mo Lingyun is definitely not far behind as the first disciple of Xuantianzong, and he will form a team with multiple people to take care of him.

Moreover, Mo Lingyun's friend doesn't look weak either.

Since it was a trip of three, Mo Lingyun's original plan would have to change. Duan Changkong looked at the map and pointed to the river course marked with thin lines: "After crossing this river and crossing Jiuchong Mountain, you will arrive at Yaowang Valley." The boundary is over, I just have something to go to the Valley of the Medicine King, I wonder if you guys are interested in going there together, Senior Brother Mo and Fellow Daoist Rong."

"It's the one who is famous all over the world..." Mo Lingyun was about to agree, but Jing Rong pulled the hem of his clothes. This success reminded him of the delicate relationship between Xuantianzong and Yaowanggu.

"Rongjing and I are outsiders after all, so it's not easy to go in. Since Junior Brother Duan is going, we'll wait for you outside the valley when the time comes. Just come out and find us after you finish your business."

"It's fine." Duan Changkong didn't think too much, since Mo Lingyun agreed, he was ready to find a boat to cross the river.

But according to the boatmen on the riverside, there have been water monsters in the river recently, and they dare not take the ferry, because it doesn't matter how much money you give.

Not long ago, Mo Lingyun, who had just boasted of his good luck, fell silent. Now he is an acquaintance who has bumped into monsters and also bumped into them.

Duan Changkong was in a hurry, and asked, "Won't your garrison monks deal with the water monster?"

"It's good that our fairy head here is a foundation-building cultivator, but I heard that the water demon is stronger than the foundation-building fairy head. How can we handle it in a small border town." The bolder boatman said.

Duan Changkong thought about it for a while. The resident monks would usually report this kind of thing to the League, but as far as the efficiency of the Wandao League is concerned, it is impossible for someone to come down in less than ten days and a half months. If he really stays here for ten days After half a month, Master will not dismantle it when I go back.

"What level is this water demon?"

"Anyway, it must be stronger than the fairy elder who established the foundation!"

The answer Duan Changkong got was vague, but it was almost enough. If there was a big monster that surpassed the golden core, Wan Daomeng would have issued an arrest warrant earlier. The calm and calm at the moment meant that the monster in the river should not have surpassed the golden core. , he has a Jindan cultivator and a disciple of Xuantianzong, there is no reason why he can't beat such a wild monster in the water.

Duan Changkong shared his thoughts with Mo Lingyun, and Mo Lingyun looked at him deeply, and said, "Junior Brother Duan, your senior brother, I'm just practicing Qi."

Duan Changkong was silent, and then Mo Lingyun said: "However, I think your suggestion is good."

Jing Rong was noncommittal about this, it's a good thing for young people to be motivated, not to mention that Mo Lingyun will face the Yaozu head-on sooner or later, it's a good thing someone warms him up now.

The three of them went back to the inn to continue discussing the solution to the water demon. Mo Lingyun shook a bunch of disposable instruments he had bought in Biantiantian before, and asked, "Are there any useful ones?"

"It's okay to avoid water beads. If you accidentally fall into the water, remember to hold it in your mouth." Duan Changkong picked up the two small and beautiful beads, and looked at the pile of miscellaneous things placed by Mo Lingyun. Still quite useful.

"Brother Mo, where did you buy these things?"

"Another day."

"Okay, I'll take a look when I have time."

The two discussed that to catch the monster, they first need to rent a boat that is willing to go into the water, but they wandered around the river for two days, but no one was willing to accept the business, and even wondered if they were trying to deceive people with the water monster to the river.

Duan Changkong felt wronged, he was so upright and handsome, how could these people think that he was in league with monsters? !

If they couldn't rent a boat, they could only wait on the shore. Mo Lingyun whispered to Jing Rong, Duan Changkong offered a few coins, and said angrily, "I don't want to rent a boat, right? Then buy it!"

Duan Changkong, who bought the boat, was very arrogant and wished he could go down the river immediately, while Mo Lingyun said, let's wait until tomorrow to see how the weather will be.

On the second day, Mo Lingyun woke up early, he took a look at the sky, the weather was fine, it was a good day for traveling.

He counted the magic weapons he had prepared, and he still remembered that yesterday, Duan Changkong winked at him after buying the boat with pride, and whispered: "Senior Brother Mo, even if we can't beat it, we can still run."

"That makes sense." Mo Lingyun affirmed, and counted the life-saving equipment he bought.

They boarded the boat at noon when the sun was at its worst, and Mo Lingyun and Duan Changkong took turns paddling.

"What water monsters, they can't be the ones spreading rumors, right?" Duan Changkong murmured in a low voice. With such a simple sentence, it was as if the valve had been opened. The originally cloudless sky suddenly became cloudy over the river.

The calm water waves also surged, forcing their boat to shake from side to side.

"Are you coming?" Duan Changkong clenched his oars, faintly excited. Although Changchuan Academy is located on the front line of Yuyao, the disciples in the academy have to pass the examination before they can go to the battlefield. Duan Changkong rarely goes to the front line Opportunity.

Just in such a turbulent atmosphere, a small boat sailed into Mo Lingyun's sight, the wind and rain were turbulent, the small boat stood still, and a vague figure was outlined on the bow, as if holding something in his arms.

The boat gradually approached, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the waves of the water became more and more turbulent. Duan Changkong, who couldn't see the situation clearly, couldn't help but swear: "Damn! This monster can transform into form, right?!"

The monster race that can transform is equivalent to the late stage of the golden core of the human race, not to mention that the monster race is born with a stronger body than the human race. Did he bring a qi training to deliver food at the early stage of the golden core? !