Bai Chen, "..."
What are you talking about?
"Is your friend in Lingxuan Continent now?" Mo Junlan looked at Bai Chen and asked.
"No!" Bai Chen shook his head, "He went back to Haohan Xianlu three years ago."
"It's all right now, you can go too." Mo Junlan said casually.
Bai Chen, "..."
He suddenly felt like he was being abandoned after he was no longer useful.
After asking about the matter, Mo Junlan and Lingxiao flew away on their swords, leaving Bai Chen with only a stream of light that quickly disappeared.
...
Mo Junlan and Lingxiao sat on the sword body of Lingxiao Sword. They were not flying too fast now, and they could see the surrounding scenery clearly.
"Brother Junlan, do you suspect that you have a relationship with the Feng family in Haohan Xianlu?" Lingxiao turned his head and looked at Mo Junlan's profile and asked.
"I do have some doubts." Mo Junlan raised his hand and touched his chin, thinking, "But it could also be a coincidence. After all, there are people in this world who look similar but are not related by blood."
"After we go to the vast fairyland, we can investigate." Lingxiao said.
"Xiao'er, do you think I should give up?" Mo Junlan suddenly said.
Lingxiao understood what Mo Junlan meant, and first straightened up, then asked in confusion, "Why does brother Junlan want to give up?"
"I think it's troublesome." Mo Junlan sighed, "and there are risks in investigating."
Lingxiao looked at Mo Junlan intently, and said seriously, "No matter what decision brother Junlan makes, I will support brother Junlan."
"What if I decide to commit suicide? Will you support me too?" Mo Junlan raised his eyes and looked at Lingxiao.
"Then I will commit suicide with brother Junlan." Lingxiao smiled.
"Xiao'er, you are so nice!" Mo Junlan smiled gently, his eyes were filled with tenderness, then he stretched out his hand to pinch Lingxiao's cheek, and said with a curled lip, "But don't worry, your brother Junlan will not commit suicide."
Lingxiao looked at Mo Junlan, and felt that the other's eyes were like stars in the sky. When he looked at him, he seemed to be immersed in them.
Looking at Lingxiao's reaction, Mo Junlan couldn't help but teasing, "Why are you in a daze again?"
Lingxiao lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and muttered, "It's because you look too good."
"It's all my fault!" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows.
Lingxiao was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and then shook his head and said, "It's not brother Junlan's fault, in fact, it's my fault."
"What's your fault?" Mo Junlan asked.
"My concentration is not strong enough." Lingxiao said seriously.
"But I like seeing you being fascinated by me." Mo Junlan looked at Lingxiao, his eyebrows slightly curved, his lips also pulled up a beautiful arc, his long eyelashes slightly blinked, and his eyes were as bright as water.
Lingxiao was stunned again, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
"Xiao'er, am I very beautiful?" Mo Junlan smiled teasingly.
"Yes!" Lingxiao nodded subconsciously, and then his cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly again.
"In that case, then you continue to watch." Mo Junlan chuckled.
Lingxiao, "..."
"Forget it, let's just go with the flow." Mo Junlan suddenly fell back and lay on the body of Lingxiao's sword. His white clothes were whiter than snow, his black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, he looked very beautiful, and there was a faint smile on his lips, and the whole person exuded a lazy atmosphere.
Lingxiao was still sitting beside Mo Junlan, looking at his face with a smile in his eyes.
…
According to the address Xia Liu gave Mo Junlan, the ancient tomb of the Emperor Spiritual Realm cultivator was located in the Daling Mountain in the Eastern Spiritual Region.
On the fifth day of arriving in the Eastern Spiritual Region, Mo Junlan and Lingxiao found the Daling Mountain.
At this time, countless people had gathered in the Daling Mountain.
The flow of spiritual energy in the Daling Mountain was more intense than in other places.
Mo Junlan and Lingxiao observed it and soon found the reason.
"Brother Junlan, there is a large formation here." Lingxiao turned to Mo Junlan and said, "The formation absorbs all the spiritual energy from the outside world, so the flow of spiritual energy in this Daling Mountain is so intense."
"Well said!" Mo Junlan nodded and chuckled, "Xiao'er's current attainments in formations are almost catching up with me."
"It's all because of Brother Junlan's good teaching." Lingxiao smiled modestly.
"Then tell me, why would someone set up this formation here?" Mo Junlan looked at Lingxiao and asked.
Lingxiao shook his head.
"Maybe the answer is in the ancient tomb." Mo Junlan looked at the tomb in front of him, squinted his eyes, and said with a curled lip, "And I always feel that the ancient tomb seems a bit strange."
"Will it be dangerous?" Lingxiao immediately thought of this question.
"Opportunities are always accompanied by dangers." Mo Junlan smiled indifferently, pointed to the sky with a deep look, and then said, "Cultivators are originally going against the will of heaven, so the way of heaven will not allow cultivators to cultivate the great way easily. Once they embark on this road, they may die at any time."
