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Mu Yang's life in the past few days has been much more thrilling and exciting than theirs.

　　Although they are also very hard in cultivating in Yunmeng Territory, compared with Mu Yang, there is no danger and no difficulty.

　　 It was Mu Yang, who had experienced various life and death battles in just a few days, and he must have grown in combat experience.

　　 After Mu Yang finished speaking, Fu Luochen raised his glass, "Come on, Junior Brother, I respect you. It is worth celebrating if you can come back safely on your own this time."

　　 Muyang quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

　　 The reason why Fu Luochen is so serious about Muyang is because he has been to a barren ancient place, knowing where exactly is the harsh environment, it is not easy for Muyang to successfully complete the task.

　　 And Ling Yao was marveling at Mu Yang's ability. She had never been to a barren ancient land anyway, but from Mu Yang's description and Fu Luochen's reaction, one could roughly guess how difficult Mu Yang's mission this time was.

Old Xue swallowed the yellow croaker in his mouth and said, "This time Muyang did a great job and made progress. It is quite good, but you should not be complacent. You should sum up the experience this time and continue to work hard. ."

　　 Muyang held his fist and said, "Master, please don't worry, disciples will remember."

　　 In his heart, Mu Yang just listened. The elders all like to say such things, as if they are particularly stingy and praise.

　　 Seeing that Old Xue was eating happily, Mu Yang wanted to inquire about another matter, "Master, how did the name of this barren ancient land come from?"

　　 Old Xue just took a sip of wine, looked at Mu Yang blankly, and said: "I don't know, it's passed down from ancient times, maybe it's because of desertedness."

　　 "Then, have you heard of the Desolate Hitomi Emperor?"

　　 Old Xue recalled, and shook his head, "No, what's wrong? Did you encounter something else?"

　　 Muyang laughed awkwardly, "Haha, no, eat food and food"

　　 From this point of view, the Desolate Emperor Tong is quite mysterious, and even Old Xue has never heard of it. I thought that Old Xue was old enough and might know something.

　　 When he first heard about the Desolate Tongdi, Mu Yang felt that he might have some connection with the desolate ancient land. After all, the name is too similar, it shouldn't be a coincidence.

　　 This question may only be solved by him.

Old Xue took another sip of wine and solemnly said to them: "Listen well, this time the Octagonal Battle is different from the previous one. It is very likely that there will be obvious casualties. After all, the interests of all parties are involved. In addition, many experts have been inexplicable recently. Gathering in the Eastern Emperor Realm, they are also likely to interfere with the Battle of the Eight directions. Therefore, this time I do not have high demands on you. The results are not important anymore. I want you to be safe."

Both Fu Luochen and Ling Yao knew that any words of generosity at this time were meaningless. Although they were full of enthusiasm, they also knew what Master was worried about. Therefore, they did not refute at this time, but rather bored. Sigh, promised again and again.

　　 As for Muyang, peace has always been his goal, so he won't make jokes about life for the sake of nothingness.

　　 Actually, their nerves have always been tense after practicing for such a long time. The meal Muyang cooked today made them relax a lot, and they are more confident to meet the next challenge.

　　 Therefore, Fu Luochen and Ling Yao were very happy to eat this evening, completely let go, and did not have a slight burden. Seeing them so positive, Old Xue was relieved.

　　 After the meal, the four of them went back to their rooms, and Mu Yang should also tidy up his own things.

　　 Old Xue put a lot of warm babies on his table. These days, the Luoyue Valley is mass-produced, which is definitely enough for them to use in Xuemeng Mountain. There are also many female disciples who have kept some stocks for special periods in the future.

　　 While Muyang was packing things, Brother Dog was having a nice meal.

　　 "I said Mu Yang, why didn't you give her the gift you gave to the master at Duobaoge?"

Speaking of the hairpin, Mu Yang has always carried it with him, “I’m not thinking about finding a suitable opportunity to give it to her. When I met in Huatian last time, I wanted to give it to her, but she was so I just forgot about the painful look, and I should give it to her on a romantic occasion."

　　 Muyang doesn't have many things to organize. Anyway, it's just to participate in a competition, and he will be back soon, so he doesn't need to bring too many things.

　　 After cleaning up, he sat on the futon again and started practicing. Cultivating in one's own house is 10,000 times more comfortable than the barren ancient place. This feeling of spiritual energy washing is really long-lost.

　　 "By the way, Brother Gou, do you want to save some demon pills? Can you improve faster with demon pills?"

Brother Gou gnawed on the big bones and shook his head and said, "No, I have swallowed too many demon pills a few days ago. I have to take some time. I always use demon pills to improve, which will affect my foundation to some extent. Consolidate for a period of time. After your battle is over, let's find a way to get some demon pill."

　　 Muyang nodded, and agreed. Originally, Brother Gou devoured the demon pill in order to be able to untie his blood yoke and improve his cultivation, which were all additional effects.

　　 Brother Gou didn't expect to rely on the demon pill to improve himself.

　　 It was Mu Yang, thinking about making a wave of improvement while the connection between him and Brother Gou was still around ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but if Brother Gou said no, then forget it.

　　 After practicing for a whole night, the foundation of the sixth level of the spiritual veins is almost stable.

　　 Early the next morning, Mu Yang heard the sound of fighting in the courtyard. When he went out to see, it turned out that Fu Luochen and Ling Yao were discussing each other.

　　 "Senior brother and sister, it's early, why don't you go to Yunmeng Realm?"

　　 Fu Luochen stopped his movements and said with a smile: "The last day is the end, so I won't go, prepare here, and set off tomorrow."

　　 "Well, how did we get there? Did the elders fly over with us? Isn't there a few days before the war begins?"

　　 Actually, so far, Muyang didn't know where Xuemeng Mountain was, how long it would take to go back and forth, or why he had to leave so early.

　　 Ling Yao responded: "It's actually not very far, but we took a carriage to go there, and the road had to be swayed for a few days."

　　 "Take a carriage? Don’t you fly over? How easy it is to fly over!"

　　 Muyang exclaimed, he thought that since the elders of the Valley Master were going together, they could fly over directly. Who would have thought that the arrogant Luoyue Valley would have to ride a carriage?

　　 Fu Luochen smiled and said, "What are you thinking about? It's hard for us to go once. Of course, we have to take a carriage and enjoy the scenery along the way. Besides, if we take so many people with us, the elders will be tired too."

　　 Muyang sighed, what's so beautiful about the scenery, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to ride the carriage for a few days?