Xue Muyan rushed upwards, turned around, and flew far away in the opposite direction. He stopped and turned around, looked at Mu Changfeng's back for a while, and finally stomped his feet and chased him, saying, "I am a princess, I'll give you the last chance, will you accept my invitation?"

Mu Changfeng was unwilling to get entangled with Xue Muyan, so he simply ignored him.

Xue Muyan was unwilling to give up until she achieved her goal and continued to follow her. She kept talking along the way.

Mu Changfeng was determined to get rid of Xue Muyan, and he picked the remote and winding paths, speeded up and turned a few turns, passed several hillsides covered with weeds, and came to a valley.

A nine-tailed white fox crawled out of the grass and turned into a woman. It was Xue Muyan, who clapped his hands and said, "I am very capable, I can find you. I smell your scent and follow you all the way, and you can't run away. The nine-tailed white fox's speed can be said to be the best in the world."

Mu Changfeng smiled and said, "You can't grab the world's number one beauty, and you can't grab the world's number one talented woman. But you can grab the world's number one fastest, do you have a grudge against Qianlima? Yes, you can't grab the name with the human race with your ability, you can only grab the horses, cows, sheeps. The Nine-tailed Fox Clan has fallen to this point, which is sad and lamentable."

During the years he traveled to the world, his magical knowledge increased, and his poisonous tongue skills were also unparalleled. These words could be said to be extremely vicious, and Xue Mu's smoke rushed upwards, and his face turned red.

Mu Changfeng secretly hoped that she would go away soon, but Xue Muyan had no intention of leaving. He pulled up and wanted to fight Mu Changfeng.

Mu Changfeng was attracted by a piece of stone tablet buried half of the soil. He used his palms to lift the stone tablet up, clearing out the soil, rotten grass and dead leaves on it, and saw three huge seal characters carved on it.

The strokes are vigorous and powerful, the dragons and phoenixes dance, and they are quite powerful.

Xue Muyan's attention was attracted, and she forgot about playing tricks and fists. She leaned over and said, "Do you know what is written on it?"

Mu Changfeng said: "Yiai Temple. It turns out that this is Yiai Temple, and the name is very interesting. I seem to have heard it somewhere."

After thinking hard for a while, a scene of the past gradually poured into my mind. That year, Mu Changfeng was only five years old, and the world's famous fortune teller, the God of Suanzi, traveled thousands of miles to Yulong Pavilion to make a fortune for Mu Changfeng.

At that time, Mu Changfeng was too young and too playful, and he was devoted to building snowmen and did not listen carefully to the words of the God's Pursuit. He only vaguely remembered that Mu Changfeng would meet his true love in Yiai Temple when he grew up. It was hard to say that he was hurt by love for fifteen years.

Mu Changfeng was in a heavy mood and looked at Xue Muyan unconsciously, thinking to himself whether she would be my lifelong love? My mother hated the demon clan and destined to have a bumpy relationship with her?

After thinking about it all, Mu Changfeng shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were ridiculous.

He has not yet fallen in love, does not understand the relationship between men and women, and he also knows that Xue Muyan is not the type he likes.

He has a high self-esteem, arrogance, serious narcissism, long hair and short knowledge. Mu Changfeng would rather be struck by lightning than have emotional entanglements with such a woman.

Not Xue Muyan, was it a woman in white?

Thinking of this, Mu Changfeng was unconsciously surprised.

The woman in white is too cunning and too smart, and she is not the type that Mu Changfeng yearns for.

Not her, was it the blood demon in the coffin?

Mu Changfeng was immediately startled by his thoughts and felt even more incredible. He quickly curbed his messy thoughts.

Xue Muyan blinked and said, "Why is this called an Er? Isn't this monk temple? What does it have to do with love and hate? Which monk is Sichun?"

When Mu Changfeng heard this, he burst out laughing.

Xue Muyan continued to use his unusual imagination and said, "It must be someone who had an affair with a nun. He should have been a pure six senses, but he broke the precepts of lust. Maybe that monk was the abbot of the temple. In order to commemorate the nun's little lover, he changed the temple to 'Yiai Temple'. Well, that must be the case."

She looked proud and praised herself: "I found that I was too smart. If I had more experience in the world, who would be my opponent? Sichun's monk, the little nun who broke the rules, has reached the pinnacle."

Mu Changfeng heard her say the more he was, and he scolded: "Why are people with virtue who practice Buddhism so unbearable in your mouth? Don't talk nonsense, you still have to keep the words that should be kept."

Xue Muyan said unconvincedly: "Does people who practice Buddhism have virtue? What is this? I know, the three founding ancestors of Yulong Pavilion are all Buddhist lay disciples, and you are a family with the monks in the world. Your great-grandfather must have become lay disciples to marry a beautiful wife, otherwise why would he not shaved his hair and recite scriptures in the temple? Can you know how much precepts he broke, how much wine he drank, and how much meat he ate?"

Mu Changfeng had already planned to stop caring about her nonsense, but Xue Muyan was so arrogant that he insulted his most beloved great-grandfather. How could he tolerate it? He said angrily: "Miss Xue, you should know that the destruction of the demon clan was not destroyed because of my great-grandfather's kindness. I guess your mother dared not insult him at will. You, a younger generation, are so disrespectful to your benefactor, but you still understand the word "conscience"?"

Xue Muyan certainly knew Mu Tieshan's great kindness to the demon clan. Five hundred years ago, the Gemini Gate set up an ambush to catch all the leaders of the demon clan in one fell swoop. Mu Tieshan and the people from Yulong Pavilion arrived in time to relieve the siege.

Without Mu Tieshan, his father and mother had already lost their souls five hundred years ago. Xue Muyan may still be the lonely ghost floating in the world.

Xue Muyan was full of gratitude and respect for him, and was insulted by the fact that he was so quick to speak out for a moment that he insulted those who were very kind to the entire demon clan.

She also regretted it, and refused to admit her mistake due to her face, so she lowered her head and said nothing.

Mu Changfeng touched a cool thing with edges and corners. When he dug it out, he saw it. It was an iron box carved with chrysanthemum patterns. It was covered in rust and covered in soil.

Open the iron box and take out a piece of yellow silk. On it, it is written with a small regular script for hairpin flowers. It is written with a poem: The night is deep, the fog is heavy, the flowers and moon are blurred, and the love is hurting the lover on the ground. The autumn rain is drizzling, the wind is rustling, and the heartbroken flowers on the heartbroken cliff. The maple forest is red and wet, and it is speechless. Everything is changed and everything goes away. The stars are gone. The red and crisp hand holds the wine of the heart, and the heart turns into sorrow in the heart. The beautiful girl is very talented, and the love is not worthy of being able to stay. There are thousands of roads in life, why do you miss your husband and you have white hair?"

The following says: The eight-year-old girl travels around the world with her parents. When she passes here, she hears a sad and beautiful love legend. She feels like a joke and makes her laugh.

Mu Changfeng does not understand poetry, but he can understand the general meaning and roughly understand the lyricist's intentions. He nodded with a smile.

Xue Muyan leaned over and said carefully: "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Changfeng didn't even look at Xue Muyan and said, "The lyricist is a casual woman. She is sad for the spring and autumn, and can resolutely cut off her love."

Xue Muyan said, "Since there is love, why should we cut off the love thread? How can we break it by saying that love threads can be broken. What we can do is a woman with a hard heart as hard as iron."

Mu Changfeng said: "In life, we should not live just for love, there are many meaningful things."

Xue Muyan said: "What is more important than having a lover for the rest of his life? 'I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals', have you never heard of it?"

Mu Changfeng said: "You are a princess. Have you never thought about the important task of governing the Hidden Immortal Kingdom in the future?"

Xue Muyan said, "What does it have to do with me if you are important or less important. My greatest wish is to find a good husband who is in love, travel together, be free and happy. Besides, my mother has a high level of cultivation and can live for another thousand years. It is still a long time before I ascend to the throne as a female king."

Mu Changfeng sneered: "I remember your mother is already 998 years old. In another two years, she will endure the thunder disaster once every thousand years."

Xue Muyan said: "God sees it in his mother's life that she does good deeds, and she will definitely survive the thunder disaster safely."

Mu Changfeng said: "Working through peace will also cause damage to your cultivation. Have you never thought of helping her manage affairs in middle and middle schools in two years?"

Xue Muyan said: "You don't know that my mother is extremely strong. As long as you have a breath, you will definitely handle big and small things yourself, and you won't use me at all."

Mu Changfeng said: "It's one thing to use it or not, and whether you have the heart to help is another thing. I think Miss Xue is not young anymore, so I don't understand this principle."

Xue Muyan raised her eyebrows and said, "Why should you teach me a lesson? Tell you that the fox ghost has not been found yet, you must help me to the end. If you don't find her, don't think about going home."

Mu Changfeng thought to himself that the fox ghost had the courage to break into the Hidden Immortal Kingdom must have some ability. Xue Muyan's magic is OK, but she was too reckless and could not tell that she would encounter any danger. He said, "Okay, I will help you find the fox ghost, what to do after finding it, and follow my arrangements."

Xue Muyan said: "Why, are you a princess or am I a princess?"

Mu Changfeng said: "If she has the desire to regret, she must give her a way out and not let her be distracted."

Xue Muyan said reluctantly: "You can listen to yours. It's really troublesome to ask you to help."

Mu Changfeng folded the yellow silk neatly and put it into the iron box. He put it in his sleeve and couldn't help but smile.

Xue Muyan said: "Do you like this poem very much?"

Mu Changfeng said: "My grandfather was well-read and studied poetry and participated in the imperial examination and high school in Tanhualang when he was young. I also liked reading, but I gave up because of my hard practice of magic. The person who wrote this poem was an eight-year-old girl, which was very admirable. I hope I will meet you later if I have the chance."

Xue Muyan couldn't help but be jealous of the eight-year-old woman she had never known and said, "Look at the iron box and yellow silk, it should have been written many years ago. The eight-year-old girl should have become an old woman."

Mu Changfeng said: "With this girl's talent, becoming an old woman should be an extremely knowledgeable old woman. If she doesn't dislike her, she is willing to worship her as her teacher."

Xue Muyan snorted and couldn't help but imagine a picture. The sun was shining brightly, the green grass was lush, and under the thick shade of the trees, Mu Changfeng looked at an old woman sitting on the ground opposite him.

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, and there were only a few white hairs on her head, which were extremely ugly, but Mu Changfeng could not see her ugliness at all and kept looking at her.
Chapter completed!