Mo Ran and his fellow practitioners began soon. Of course, he was the thing he was most keen on to do. After all, he didn't expect to really learn too much from his defeated generals in his previous life. Living a good life is serious.

They went to the abyss of the ancestor's abyss to grab the golden feathers at dawn every day, then went to Zhurong Cave to meditate, and used their spiritual power to fight against the Yanyang of Zhurong Cave to improve their own cultivation. Two hours later, they followed Yumin to practice the method of checking and balanced ghosts.

In another two hours, the Shura Fields fought against each other.

Before nightfall, I went to the Peach Blossom Land Star Cliff and listened to the Eighteen Girl explaining the "Hundred Ghosts" and "The Art of Exorcism of Spirits".

Of course, Mo Ran’s favorite is to listen to the sutras at night, because it is the only lesson that will bring together three different specialties monks.

He knew that Shi Mei was not good at practicing good skills, and he was thinking that the other party would not be full, so he would divide half of the feathers he picked for Shi Mei every day. However, in addition, it was difficult to have too much interaction with Shi Mei. Instead, he got along with Chu Wanning every day, and the two gradually became inseparable.

During this period, Chu Wanning often sat on the bridge railing and blew the leaves, Mo Ran sat next to him, holding his cheek and listening to the sun rise and the sun set, and the clouds rose and relaxed.

Or Chu Wanning stood by the river to feed fish, Mo Ran stood beside him holding an umbrella and watched the koi rush and the blue waves of golden scales.

When the rain in the Peach Blossom Spring was raining, Mo Ran held Chu Wanning's hand and walked with him along the cracked and old bluestone path. A greasy paper umbrella was straight and opened at the heads of the two of them.

If the water accumulates deep, Mo Ran will carry the junior brother on his back, and the rain will drip. The little guy leans on his shoulders very quietly and doesn't talk much.

But sometimes his back became hot and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. The taciturn junior brother would wipe him with a towel. The handkerchief was white and plain, with a crabapple flower embroidered at the corners. Mo Ran always felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but his thoughts were like drizzle falling into a deep pool, and he could no longer find it.

On that day, Chu Wanning was resting in the yard. Mo Ran had a whim and untied his braid to tie him into a high ponytail. He was combing his hair when he suddenly saw Ye Wangxi covering his left shoulder and walking into the yard with a slightly depressed expression.

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows slightly with sharp eyes: "Brother Ye is injured?"

"Ye Wangxi paused for a moment and frowned, "It's okay to have a minor injury during the exchange. But that person is really frivolous and obscene, which is despised!"

“…”

Mo Ran was stuttering, very unbelievable: "Someone wronged you?"

Ye Wangxi glared at him, his eyes sharp and said coldly: "What do you want."

"Hahaha, just kidding." Mo Ran laughed awkwardly, and couldn't help but say curiously, "Who is the person you are talking about?"

Ye Wangxi said: "Who else can you? It's not the romantic seed that Kunlun stepped onto the Snow Palace."

When Mo Ran heard this description, he said "ah" and thought to himself: Could it be him?

These days he often hears some female disciples whispering in the Peach Blossom Land, "Big Brother" and "Big Brother". It's okay if you are young, but just yesterday, he saw a female cultivator in her forties and fifties standing by the flowers and feeling hysterical, and her eyes were squirming: "No man in this world can compete with the eldest brother. If he could really look at me and talk to me, I would fall into hell without any resentment."

Such a ignorant and resentful attitude made Mo Ran laugh at the time, and suspected that the "big brother" she said was the person she thought of, but there were many monks in the Peach Blossom Land and there were not much contact with each other. He always only heard of his name and had not seen him. He was embarrassed to talk to his female disciples about gossip, so he could not be sure.

"I'm drinking in Linghulou, West City today," said Ye Wangxi. "That bastard happened to be inside. I saw that he was holding two women in his arms, and he was already very erratic, but others' affection and had nothing to do with me, so I couldn't say anything."

Mo Ran agreed: "That's true."

"But later, a female disciple from Gu Yueye rushed in outside, looking anxious, looking around, it seemed that she was here to find someone."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "Is it just here to find that 'big brother'?"

"You heard about senior brother, too?"

"Haha, then look, even a gentleman like you knows his romantic debt. How come I, like the Zhang and Li family, are not clear about the shortcomings of the Zhang and Li family?"

Ye Wangxi looked at him silently and said, "That senior brother is really not a thing. The female cultivator from Gu Yueye came to find him because he exchanged tokens with others a few days ago, saying that he wanted to become a Taoist partner and never get along again."

Mo Ran smiled again: "Then you can't hear this. I guess the elder brother has seventeen or eighteen pieces of love token, each one. If you chase a girl, you will give it a token. I'm afraid there is no difference between sayings of a vow."

Chu Wanning, who had been listening quietly and didn't say anything, finally spoke. He glanced at Mo Ran and said dissatisfiedly: "You know again."

Unexpectedly, Ye Wangxi stood on Mo Ran's side: "Brother Mo said it well, but it is true. The female cultivator originally secretly admired Senior Brother, but after hearing what he said, he believed it and gave it to him that night."

Mo Ran: "Ouch." He hurriedly covered Chu Wanning's ears.

Chu Wanning said calmly: "What are you doing?"

"Children cannot listen to this, listening too much is not conducive to practice."

Chu Wanning: “…”

Mo Ran covered Chu Wanning's ears and immediately asked with illumination, "What about?"

Ye Wangxi was a gentleman, but he didn't want to get the despicable villain Mo Ran, which was just listening to his indignant narrative as a slut, and said with a righteous heart: "What else can you do? The eldest brother naturally did not want to admit the account, nor did he want to get involved with the female cultivator. The token sword spear that the female cultivator took out, but the eldest brother hugged the two women left and right, saying that as long as he was friends with him, he would give him a sword spear, not to give him a Taoist partner."

"Tsk tsk, that's really shameless."

"Yes." Ye Wangxi said, "I couldn't stand it, so I started talking to him."

He said here, his face slightly strange. After a while, he said, "I started fighting when it comes to unhappiness."

Mo Ran smiled: "That's it."

But he said in his heart: I'm afraid it's not. If the "big brother" is really the person he guessed, then with that person's personality, he would definitely not have fought with others because of such a thing. I'm afraid that Ye Wangxi had concealed something out of embarrassment here.

However, since Ye Wangxi was unwilling to say it, Mo Ran would certainly not expose it. So he changed his words and said, "That senior brother must be good at it. If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to hurt Brother Ye."

It would be fine if I didn't talk about this, but when I talked about this, Ye Wangxi seemed even more annoyed. His dark eyes were sparkling with rage.

"Okay? What's the good thing?" Ye Wangxi said angrily, "Your magic is mediocre, and it depends entirely on women to do it - it's not something!"

"Ah? Hahahahahaha." Mo Ran heard him say this and looked closely. He saw that in addition to the sword wound on his shoulder, there were three or four intermittent blood marks on his cheeks. It was obviously scratched by the woman's nails. He couldn't help but laugh, "Senior Brother is indeed well-known, hahahaha."

Chu Wanning didn't speak. He seemed to be thinking deeply since Ye Wangxi said, "I started fighting if I was unhappy."

When Ye Wangxi returned to her room to bandage the wound, Chu Wanning said, "Mo Ran."

Mo Ran patted his head: "Call senior brother."

"..." Chu Wanning said, "The senior brother he mentioned is Mei Hanxue, right?"

Mo Ran smiled and said, "I guess yes."

Chu Wanning stopped talking again and thought for a while.

Suddenly, as if he had figured out something, he suddenly opened his eyes wide: "This Ye Wangxi, shouldn't he be..."

"Shh! Silence!" Mo Ran put his fingers to his lips, stopped him, and then squatted down, keeping his feet on the same level as Chu Wanning, and smiled, "What are you thinking about at such a young age?"

"...I heard about Mei Hanxue earlier... I was particularly unreliable and had done anything ridiculous. I didn't expect that he even dared to even the disciples of the Rufeng Sect..."

Mo Ran laughed casually and said, "Hahaha, he is quite unreliable. But we don't care about other people's affairs. Come on, my senior brother will continue to tie your hair. I saw a hair button on West Street looking very beautiful and not expensive, so I bought it. I'll wear it for you to see."

Just as Mo Ran doesn't like Chu Wanning's taste, Chu Wanning is also not very complimentary about Mo Ran's preferences.

Chu Wanning exaggeratedly at the colorful golden orchid butterfly, and fell into silence: "...Are you sure this is for me?"

"Yes. Children should use golden and red. Look, how lively it is."

Chu Wanning: “…………”

He was really reluctant, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was Mo Ran's first time giving him something, so he shut up and stopped talking, and let Mo Ran buckle his hair to the top of his ponytail with a calm face. The golden orchid and butterflies emitted brilliant glow on the long ink hair.

Chu Wanning lowered his eyelashes.

Suddenly I felt that this was also good.

Such a color, such ink flame, and such self will definitely not be able to have such a person if his body recovers.

This butterfly is like flying from a dream.

White clouds and green dogs, and the sun and moon are flying.

It has been half a year since the monks practiced in Taoyuan.

According to the Eighteenth Girl, half a year later, everyone needs to be tested in order to test how the progress of their practice is.

"This is your first trial after you come here." At the meeting, Shiba Wan said, "The content of the trial is divided into three major dangers according to the different mental methods you have practiced. The guards enter the 'Blood River Realm', the healers enter the 'Great Compassion Realm', and the attackers enter the 'Shura Realm'."

"The above three dangers are all virtual realms restored according to the memories left by the ghost world that were attacked into the human world hundreds of years ago. You will not have any dangers in it. After breaking the crisis in the virtual realm, you will return to Taoyuan."

"The Void Realm Trial can only enter two people at a time, which means that the trialists can challenge themselves. If you want to invite companions, you can only invite one. The order of the trial round is subject to the Immortal Envoy's Announcement."

After the assembly dispersed, the trial slowly unfolded. Mo Ran didn't know the situation of the guard and healing side, but he had already tested six or seven people in a row to attack here. Fortunately, those people completed well, and it seemed that this trial was not too difficult.

After one tenth, it was Mo Ran's turn.

The one who was in charge of attacking the monks was Shiba. She smiled slightly and asked, "Does Mo Xianjun need companions to go together?"

Mo Ran thought for a while: "If I choose someone to go with me, will he not have to be tested again?"

“This is nature.”

"Then I'll take my junior brother there." Mo Ran pointed to Chu Wanning, "He is young, and I'm not at ease when he is alone."

In the sky, they followed Shiba to a cave with a black horn, and the entrance was covered with a layer of golden and red smoke.

Eighteen said: "Please listen to the two immortals. The scene restored by the Shura realm was the first tragic situation in the ghost realm two hundred years ago. At that time, because the barrier was not repaired in time, a large number of evil spirits and ghosts fled to the world and harmed countless creatures. This virtual realm was based on the memory of a survivor in Lin'an that year. The moment you step into the cave, you will come to the war in Lin'an City two hundred years ago. Kill the ghost king who led the troops, and the virtual realm will be destroyed."

Mo Ran glanced at Chu Wanning, then smiled at Shiba and said, "Sister Fairy, it doesn't matter if I look thick and thick. My junior brother is only six years old. You said that this sword is ruthless, if you hurt him..."

"You don't have to worry that no weapons in the virtual realm will really hurt you." said Eighteen. "If you are injured, you will have spiritual power to mark it by yourself. If you hit the key point, it means that the two are seriously injured and die, and the challenge will be failed."

Mo Ran felt relieved and smiled, "So that's the case. The fairies and sisters are really considerate, thank you very much."

Since their worries were eliminated, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning went to the cave to try. As soon as they stepped in, their bodies suddenly felt a slight lingering in the air. Then a colorful blurred scene flashed in front of them, and countless twisted faces gathered into a river and drifted under them.

When the two fell to the ground and stepped on their feet, they found that they had been teleported to Gulin'an and stood at the entrance of the old road in the suburbs. It was noon, the sun was shining heavily, and the air was filled with a strong smell.

Two hundred years ago, the ancient city of Lin'an, where hundreds of ghosts were walking at night, was accompanied by this rich fishy smell, like a yellowed remnant in the fire of war, slowly and sadly unfolding in front of Mo Ran and Chu Wanning.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the free cultivator, the vermicelli soup of the meat master, the landmines of Lin Feng ~ the cold alpaca, the formula of happiness, my cuteness, the nutrient solution that breaks the wind and wakes the grass ~ Momoza!

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To be continued...