While thinking about it, Tang Huan followed Mu Qing and entered the Tianxin Palace.

The palace is extremely spacious, but the furnishings are very simple, with only a few rattan futons, a rattan chair, and a rattan bed.

It was only after entering the palace that Tang Huan discovered that the Tianxin Palace was not covered with rattan, but that the entire building was made of countless thick or thin rattans intertwined in a crisscross pattern. On the rattans, flowers were blooming all the time.

The white rays of light illuminate the interior space translucently.

A red figure is lying on the rattan bed, a woman in green is sitting on the edge of the bed, and not far away, a woman in black is sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Tang Huan immediately matched them one by one with the three soul auras he had captured before.

Tang Huan didn't know the name of the woman in black, but the one lying on the bed must be Muyan, and the woman in green was undoubtedly Xing Meng, the leader of the Celestial Clan.

Seeing the two of them, the woman in black raised her finger and made a silencing gesture.

The little one who originally wanted to scream out when he saw Muyan quickly raised his paws and covered his mouth, but his eyes widened.

Seeing its smart and cute appearance, the woman in black smiled unconsciously. Mu Qing nodded slightly and walked silently to a few meters behind the woman in green and stopped. Tang Huan also moved, and then stood there

Mu Qing stood still beside him, and then his eyes fell on the rattan bed in front of him.

Xingmeng's eyes were slightly closed, and his right palm was pressed against Muyan's forehead. The blue aura emanating from the palm had completely enveloped her head.

"Is this the power of telepathy?"

Tang Huan's mind moved slightly and he began to investigate carefully.

After being promoted to the ninth level Martial Saint, Tang Huan's sensing ability increased tremendously, and he soon discovered that this unique power of the Celestial Magician seemed to be continuously penetrating into the depths of Muyan's soul. In this

Moisturized by this wonderful power, Muyan's soul actually improved bit by bit.

After a while, Tang Huan couldn't help but smile a little. When Muyan recovers, her soul will definitely be greatly improved compared to before she was injured. A strong soul will be of great help to her cultivation. In the future, she

His cultivation may improve by leaps and bounds.

In this respect, she is a blessing in disguise.

After a while, Xingmeng let out an almost inaudible breath. She raised her palm slightly, and the blue breath quickly retreated like running water, gathered into her palm and disappeared. Then, she slowly opened her eyes,

He turned around and looked at Tang Huan and Mu Qing.

The moment Tang Huan almost touched his gaze, his heart was shocked.

Xingmeng is hundreds of years old, but she still has a beautiful face and delicate skin, like a young woman in her twenties. The passage of time has not left any trace on her delicate face.

But those eyes of hers gave people a completely different feeling.

It is black and deep, like two ancient springs with unfathomable depths. Within the eyes, it seems to contain endless vicissitudes brought about by the continuous flow of time. After one sees it, even the soul seems to be completely immersed in it, and is fascinated by the two deep waters.

The eyes like ancient springs are assimilated and dissolved.

Tang Huan quickly gathered his attention, bowed slightly, and held his hands in a salute: "Junior Tang Huan, I have met senior Xing Meng."

At this time, the little one seemed to have been affected. As if he was drunk, he staggered on Tang Huan's shoulders a few times and fell backward.

But then, the little guy woke up with a start and quickly flapped three pairs of small wings to stop his fall. Then he flew back to Tang Huan's shoulder and sat down, holding on tightly with his two little paws.

Tang Huan grabbed Tang Huan's collar, but he didn't dare to look into Xing Meng's eyes.

"Little brother, there's no need to be polite. I've heard of your name a long time ago." Seeing this, Xingmeng smiled sweetly, stood up, and held up with her right hand, Tang Huan felt an extremely majestic force.

After supporting his body, his waist straightened involuntarily.

"It made senior laugh."

Tang Huan was slightly startled, and then said with great gratitude, "This friend of my junior was plotted against by the young demon master in the 'Luofu Realm', and his soul was severely damaged. Thank you for your help, senior, otherwise, this junior would really not be able to help me."

Know how to help heal her soul."

"It's just a matter of effort. In half a month at most, she should be fully recovered." Xingmeng said with a smile.

"For the seniors, it is just a little effort, but for the juniors and this junior's friend, it is a great favor."

Tang Huan smiled and seemed to think about it briefly before he said, "Senior Xingmeng, I have something I don't know whether to say or not."

"Little brother, please tell me."

Xingmeng smiled softly.

Tang Huan took a breath and said, "Okay, junior, let's just say it straight. If Senior Xingmeng needs my help in any way, please feel free to ask, and I will do my best."

He originally thought that as Qingying said, Xingmeng just wanted to see him.

But when he saw the Futu City Lord outside Fengyu City and learned that what Qingying handed him was the "Shenyu Order", he had a vague feeling that the matter might not be that simple. If the purpose of Xingmeng, the leader of the Heavenly Clan, was really that

Simply, there is absolutely no need to send such precious tokens.

After arriving at Feiyun City and meeting Mu Qing, Tang Huan was even more convinced of this.

Under the "Flying Cloud Sacred Tree", Mu Qing concealed himself very well, but with Tang Huan's increasingly powerful sensing ability after he was promoted to the ninth-level Martial Saint, his anxious intentions were still invisible.

Mu Qing is not only the second master of the Celestial Clan, but also the great elder of the Celestial Clan, with a respected status. Although Xingmeng is the clan leader, Mu Qing is basically handling all matters of the Celestial Clan. Although Tang Huan showed

Astonishing talent, but after all, he is just a young man. No matter in terms of cultivation strength or status in the ethnic group, there is no comparison with him. If it was just a casual meeting, Mu Qing would not have such emotions at all.

However, although Mu Qing was anxious, he did not have any hostility.

This made Tang Huan feel strange in his chest. Of course, he was also completely relieved. Otherwise, he would not have left the Fire Wing Phoenix King down there. When he came to this "Tianxin Palace", Tang Huan thought about it and felt

The Celestial Clan probably needs help with something.

But what was going on, Tang Huan himself couldn't figure out for a while. He was only good at forging weapons, but this skill of his seemed to have no use in the Celestial Clan. The weapons of the Celestial Clan were very different from the weapons of the Human Clan.

, on the weapon, a magic circle needs to be carved.

Tang Huan knew nothing about this.

Hearing Tang Huan's words, Xing Meng, Mu Qing, and the woman in black couldn't help but look at each other, with a hint of surprise on their faces. Apparently they didn't expect Tang Huan's sensing ability to be so keen.

What he just said is almost close to the truth.
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