Chapter 87

In his previous life, Xiao Mo protected the Chuxi of Hongmeng. After restarting the world, Chuxi had already sprouted a new Heavenly Way, but it just hid itself and secretly accumulated strength. It should be easier to protect it and overthrow the old Heavenly Way in this life than in the previous life.

Xiao Mo looked at Chu Jinglan's face, his will became stronger and his eyes became calmer.

When Chu opened his eyes in surprise, he found that Xiao Mo was staring at him intently, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He slowly shifted his gaze over there. Xiao Mo did not wake up or look away as he expected. He just blinked and smiled at him.

In his smile, Chu Jinglan's eyes and eyebrows did not show any frost: "What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Mo: "Nothing, just in a daze."

He had just revised several versions of the message in his mind, the central idea remained the same, only the wording was slightly different.

It turns out that besides writing for exams, there are other times when you can think carefully about your choice of words sentence by sentence.

At the same time, he also figured out other things in his mind. For example, considering his and Chu Jinglan's current relationship, it was actually a bit lacking to describe them as close friends. Since it was a place he wanted to go back to, naturally, his family would be the most appropriate.

Xiao Mo was very pleased.

Chu Jinglan felt that there seemed to be a slight change in the way Xiao Mo looked at him, but it was not very obvious and he was not very sure.

But it should be in a good direction, otherwise it wouldn't be so gentle.

Chu Jinglan was also relieved.

All in all, both were in a good mood.

The sun rose from the seaside, and the three great masters of the Spiritual Division began their activities early. The disciples did not dare to slack off either. They circulated their Qi and practiced for a while before starting today's journey to find the buoy.

The difficulty of some floating marks lies in that they know that there is a rune that cannot be unlocked, but in order to achieve the target, they have to accept it with a pinch of their nose. In this way, some disciples have more and more shackles on them, for example, a simple run that was promised will gradually become a weight-bearing pull.

Of course, some people give up on the floats that the runes cannot completely dissipate and choose to look for the next one. However, in this way, the number of movable floats seems to gradually decrease. After all, its regeneration is not refreshed immediately in the next second, and the competition becomes more intense.

But Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan's actions were not hindered. Their cooperation in the battle became more and more tacit and they became one. Their luck was also good. Apart from the floating marker that forced a handshake, they did not encounter any other strange runes.

Yesterday, Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan still had to communicate with each other through voice transmission occasionally, but today, there was no need for that at all. Their tied hands did not hinder them at all, and they even developed new combos that were very smooth and integrated.

When taking the buoy from a tree trunk, several spiritual powers were forced out at the end of breaking the rune. Xiao Mo immediately held Chu Jinglan's hand. Chu Jinglan understood and used the force to send him out. The two of them turned and changed positions in the air. While avoiding the spiritual power, Xiao Mo easily hooked back the buoy.

Then Chu Jinglan went back and pulled Xiao Mo back.

However, the force of the rotation when going out was not small, so when pulling back, Chu Jinglan raised his hands to hold Xiao Mo's waist to help him stabilize his body.

Xiao Mo was very close to Chu Jinglan, so he handed the buoy in front of him and waved it, "Done."

Chu Jinglan's eyes were filled with Xiao Mo's carefree expression. He put down his hands that were around Xiao Mo's waist, and felt that his tone of voice was also infected by Xiao Mo: "Yeah."

Holding hands tightly had become a habit and something that came naturally to them, so much so that when the rune's effect disappeared after three days, neither of them reacted immediately.

They still held hands and stood in the crowd until Chang Daozi said, "The second level of training is over, let's go to the third level."

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan were both stunned. They realized later that they could already separate their hands.

The disciples around had all returned to normal, Yue Ming's speech was no longer choppy, Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan moved their fingers tentatively, and the restraining force was gone, and there was no pressure on their fingers anymore.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan tilted their heads slightly almost at the same time, and when their eyes met, for some reason, they stopped turning their heads.

Maintaining a slight eye contact, their fingers loosened again, but for some reason, even Xiao Mo did not completely let go immediately.

The relaxation at this time did not allow the fingers to gain freedom. Instead, it seemed to separate the part that originally belonged to them. It was difficult and reluctant.

Yue Ming, now with her voice back, was relaxed and walked past them leisurely: "Let's go, what are you two still doing here?"

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan turned their remaining eyes away from each other and responded with a "Yeah."

The fingers that had been entangled for a long time slowly separated and hung down to the owner's side.

Xiao Mo only felt that his palms were empty and the little remaining warmth that belonged to humanity was also dissipating. His hands under his sleeves unconsciously clenched their palms, and he didn't know whether he wanted to let his fingers relive the feeling of holding something or to retain that little bit of residual warmth.

I felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

It's okay, it's a normal phenomenon, it will be fine after a while, Xiao Mo thought.

Just after everyone stepped into the third floor, Chang Daozi turned around and looked at Chu Jinglan. He looked him up and down with a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "Not bad, you are in the middle stage of Yuanying."

Just now, Chu Jinglan's cultivation reached the middle stage of Yuanying.

The hand that had separated from Xiao Mo was originally clasped under his sleeve. When Chang Daozi spoke, Chu Jinglan raised his hand and clasped his fists, saying, "Yes, thank you for the cultivation of the sect."

Yue Ming was beside him, feeling frustrated: "You still got there first, damn it!"

The three distractions were all smiling happily, happy to see Chu Jinglan grow up.

The third level is a cave left behind by an ancestor of the Wang family. There are unique trials here, and only the chosen ones can enter. The Yingyue Sect ignored other places and came directly to the trial site. It was very lively here at this time, and other sects also gathered here. Some people were still greeting each other in a seemingly polite manner, but in fact they were having weird conversations.

For example: "Oh, none of your disciples were selected to go into the trial. What a shame. But there were only two of us who passed, not many, haha."

Another example: "Some people here, even if they are lucky and enter the trial, their cultivation level should not increase, it still does not increase, brother, is that right, haha."

When the people from Yingyue Sect arrived, the attention of the others naturally shifted to them, but no one rushed forward to greet them because they had to wait for them to do their business first.

Each person can only go through the trial here once. It is hard to say what the person who enters will encounter. It may be a solitary trial, or there may be a fight among some of the people who enter. Yue Ming has been there when he climbed the tower before, so he cannot enter again.

Chang Daozi said, "Those disciples who have not been here before, please come forward and try."

Everyone stepped forward and touched the light wall at the entrance one by one. If there was flashing light, they could go in, otherwise they could not. After a while, three disciples were able to do it, including Chu Jinglan.

But Xiao Mo is not included.

Chang Daozi: "You guys go ahead."

Chu Jinglan withdrew his hand and looked at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo: "Go early and come back early. I'll wait for you here."

Chu Jinglan nodded, turned around and walked into the trial.

After Xiao Mo watched Chu Jinglan disappear, he twirled his fingers. After three days of forcibly holding each other, the residual feeling was deeper than imagined. He was still not used to it after walking so far. He simply put the flute in the palm of his hand. If he really wasn't used to it, he rubbed it.

The powerful person in the state of distraction who was also waiting for his disciples nearby came forward and greeted Chang Daozi and the other two.

There was something strange and shocking in their words.

"That must be your new recruit Chu Jinglan, he looks good, you guys are so lucky."

Chang Daozi said modestly: "Yes, we are all very happy that he is willing to come."

"I wonder if he can still be as talented as the Moon Lord back then."

The content of his words sounded like an exclamation, but his tone was not that serious. Chang Daozi was also a veteran, and his eyelids did not even move: "His current talent is even higher than that of the Moon Lord. As for how far he can go in the future, it depends on him."

The man smiled and said, "I heard that Chu Jinglan also has a demon Taoist partner?"

Okay, you want to expel your guilt here, right?

Another person from the Yingyue Sect spoke up: "Yes, the couple is very loving and the whole sect supports them. It's a good thing. If some people want to use marriage to win him over, they can forget about it!"

Xiao Mo listened to all this back and forth, but his eyes were still fixed on the entrance to the trial.

I don’t know how long Chu Jinglan’s trial will last.

Come to think of it, after he became the inner demon, except for the time when he went to the lower world and the secret realm of Mushan, have he and Chu Jinglan ever been separated for more than half a day?

But we just separated, why does it feel the same as when I let go just now? I feel a little uncomfortable.

It's slimy, not good, and weird.

Xiao Mo lowered his eyes and told himself this.

After a while, Xiao Mo looked at the entrance again: I don’t know what kind of trial Chu Jinglan encountered.

After a while, he replied to Yue Ming with two sentences, and his eyes were no longer on the entrance.

However, Chu Jinglan who was walking in the secret realm heard the sound in his ear, no, to be more precise, the sound came from his shoulder.

"Chu Jinglan, how was the trial?"

Chu Jinglan paused in shock, tilted his head and looked at the dark little demon squatting on his shoulder.

Xiao Mo separated a bit of his spiritual consciousness and pinched the inner demon figurine that only Chu Jinglan could see.

The villain sat on Chu Jinglan's shoulder familiarly. Chu Jinglan looked at the inner demon villain who had not seen him for a long time. Xiao Mo didn't get a reply for a long time, so he turned his head to look at him.

Then he was caught off guard and ran into Chu Jinglan's deep eyes.

There are flowers blooming in the spring breeze, rippling blue water in a secluded pond, snow on the mountains reflecting the rising sun, and golden peaks in the distant mountains, all splendid and magnificent.

The villain and Xiao Mo's real body, who was far away from the trial, were both stunned.

Xiao Mo didn't know why, but he felt like retreating. Dong Qingzhu's breath in his chest also surged and collided, continuing endlessly, as if it had turned into a real heartbeat.

Something must be said, something must be said to break this atmosphere, otherwise he will drown in that look.

The inner demon: "I, I had nothing else to do outside, so I thought of coming in to see if there were any new scenery..."

Chu Jinglan's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Yeah."

Xiao Mo suddenly couldn't continue speaking. The inner demon grabbed Chu Jinglan's collar a little bit, seemingly trying to steady himself, but in fact... Xiao Mo was a little at a loss.

Chu Jinglan raised his hand and added some spiritual power to the little man, which not only blocked the wind but also made the little man sit more steadily.

"It's a battle in the secret realm, there can only be one winner," Chu Jinglan drew his sword, "I'm going to defeat them."

"I won't keep you waiting long."