True Martial World

Outside the City of All Things, the southern **** of the Tianci Mountain, an ordinary grass house, located behind a field of medicine, looks like a house in a mortal village.

At this time, in a wicker chair in front of the house, sitting on a blue shirt old man, is leisurely to taste rough tea.

Yi Yun came to the grass house and watched the old man drink tea and watched him. He felt the old man who was drinking tea. This medicine field, this grass house, this side of the world, seems to be independent of the world, and everything is ashamed. Tiancheng. The bricks and tiles here contain rules to form such an atmosphere. Those without eyesight will feel ordinary here.

"Mo old, can you ask for a cup of tea?" Yi Yun smiled and said.

Mo Lao looked up at him, and there seemed to be endless energy in a pair of purple eyes.

"It's all right." Mo Lao reached out and a tea suddenly flew out of the pot, fell into a rough pottery cup, and then flew toward Yi Yun.

Yi Yun is in the hands, drinking on his head, warm tea flowing into the throat, and then into the abdomen, a sense of well-being spread all over the limbs.

"Good tea!" Yi Yun said cheerfully.

Yi Yun is familiar with the classics of medicine, and needs Lingcha, which is also a herb. However, with Yi Yun’s knowledge, he does not know the source of this tea.

"What kind of tea is this?" Yi Yun asked.

"This is the unique spiritual tea in our place, called Wugen Tea." Mo Lao said.

“No root tea?”

There is no root tea, some meaning.

Yi Yun heard that Mo Lao mentioned their place and asked: "Who is the owner of Mo Lao? Why do you want to see it?"

"The owner's thoughts, Mo Mou is not much to ask, but you can rest assured that Yi Gongzi, my master does not have any thoughts of harming you, the reason for the owner to find you, when you see the master, the host will naturally tell you." Mo Lao said with a smile.

Yi Yun nodded. He wouldn't think that the owner of this old man had any intentions for himself. If there is such a thing, with the strength of Mo, the big one can be very generous, and there is no need to turn around.

He is also curious as to why the owner of Mo Lao is interested in himself.

"I am staying in the City of All Things, I will only wait for trouble. It is better to go with Mo Lao and see the owner of Mo Lao." Yi Yun said.

"You said the trouble, but the black hand behind the fire sage?" asked Mo.

"Not bad." Yi Yun quickly asked, "Mr. Lao knows who?"

The black hand behind him has already planted hatred, and Yi Yun naturally wants to know the details of the other side.

"Know some, but you still ask my host to be better." Mo Laodao.

"What else do you want to say goodbye?"

A few figures appeared in Yi Yun’s heart.

"There are a few."

Mo Lao stood up and gently reached for a touch, it was like wiping off the scenery on the scrolls, grass houses, medicine fields, lounge chairs, including tea and the like, all disappeared, turned into a piece of woodland, and the surrounding grass It became a piece.

"Go."

Yi Yun went out for a trip, and when he returned to Wanshi City, he was with Mo Lao.

Seeing Yi Yun and Mo Lao's figure appear at the same time in the city's main house, the Qincheng master knows that Yi Yun is leaving.

Everything in the city is still too small, and Yi Yun is a dragon that is destined to fly, and this city of things can't keep him.

The white fox princess, the sorrowful fairy, and Dong Xiaowan and Ruer are all in the city of all things. At this moment, the voice of Yi Yun sounded in their minds.

"I am coming to say goodbye to you."

Yi Yun is leaving?

Several girls arrived, Dong Xiaowan looked at Yi Yun reluctantly, and Ruer couldn’t help but pull up Yi Yun’s sleeve: “The son...”

She really wants to go with Yi Yun, but she is too weak to help Yiyun.

Dong Xiaowan is the same. She took Ruer’s hand and said softly to Yi Yun: “The son, me and Ruer will be here, continue to take care of Yunxinxuan. Yunxinxuan is always waiting for the son.”

Maybe Yi Yun will not come back, but Yun Xin Xuan will always stand here quietly, like the legend of Yi Yun, will always be circulated in the city of all things.

The white fox princess came to the front of Yi Yun in a fluttering manner. The long hair in the breeze was gently blown, and there was a faint smile in the eyes like a starry sky: "Yi Yun, I hope that there will be a meeting in the future." ”

This time it was because she got the adventure and came to the City of All Things to meet Yi Yun. And Yi Yun will go to a higher and farther world in the future, which is also the ambition of the White Fox Princess.

Although she is not as talented as Yi Yun, she will always pursue it on the road of Budo.

Yi Yun looked at her for a while: "Good!"

Looking back, Mo Lao was waiting in the air, Yi Yun nodded to everyone: "I am gone."

He flew into the air, and Mo Lao reached out and tore in the air, suddenly a huge space crack appeared. In this space crack, the starry sky changed, and the storm seemed to lead directly to another world.

People with insufficient strength can't enter this space crack.

Mo Lao first stepped into it, and Yi Yun followed in.

Hey!

The space trembles, the cracks close, and the blue sky is restored in the blink of an eye. Even the shadow of Yi Yun seems to have never appeared there.

"He is gone..." The sorrowful fairy looked at the sky, and there was some sorrow in his look.

Yi Yun and her, this is no longer at a level, and this distance may be further and further in the future...

The other end of the space crack.

As soon as he entered the space crack, Yi Yun was involved in the space storm. His body surface showed a pale golden energy, which separated the power of the terrible storm.

Mo’s figure is in front, just like a walk in the breeze.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared in an empty starry sky.

"Go ahead, it's still very far." Mo Lao said.

Mo Laos tears his hands and tears apart a space crack again...

After seven or eight consecutive times, Yi Yun suddenly turned a blind eye.

They came to a cloud-filled space, which is no longer a starry sky, but a world.

After seven or eight times of space shuttle, even Yi Yun felt that it was too much to eat.

But after coming to this world, Yi Yun has a feeling of sorrow and sorrow, and it is a lot easier.

"Here is..." Yi Yun feels that it seems to be an independent space, a huge small world.

It seems that this is the world where Mo Lao’s master is. They came to this world. They don’t know how many miles they have crossed, and they have long since left the Yangshen Emperor.

"This is the magic sea." Mo Lao said.

"I don't know which one of the twelve emperors is in the sky?" Yi Yun asked.

Mo Lao smiled and looked at the infinite sea of ​​clouds in front of him: "This is not the 12th Emperor, but the end of the market."