Chapter 3939 Destiny
Mu Daoqi has changed at this moment!
His aura has become better, giving people a sense of immovable majesty. The fluctuations around him that have not yet completely subsided exude a scorching feeling like burning the sky and boiling the sea. His eyes seem to be able to burst into blazing flames at any time, overwhelming everything.
When Mu Daoqi walked out of the door, he immediately saw Ye Wuque standing across the building with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile. He immediately flashed and came to Ye Wuque not far away.
"Benefactor!"
Mu Daoqi clasped his fists and saluted.
"Yes, it seems that you have gained a lot. Not only has your cultivation been broken through, but your innate magical powers have also become more powerful..."
Ye Wuque took a look and immediately sensed everything, and said with a faint smile.
"Thank you for the Tiansheng Yin-Yang Pill from the benefactor, Daoqi was able to break through! The benefactor is so kind, Daoqi will never forget it!"
Mu Daoqi spoke in a deep voice, with a strong sense of gratitude in his tone.
"Haha, now you can be more confident in participating in the supreme event."
The following days became peaceful again.
However, the protection inside the Dark Palace was still very strict, searching for any possible problems. The three ladies were all closely protected, as were Xuan Nishang and Xuan Yuanba, including the thirty-three elder buildings in the dark world. In
this state, no clues about the Ghost Ancestor were found, and there were no personnel who could be found. Everything was the same as before.
It seemed that Ye Wuque's speculation was really unnecessary, and the Ghost Ancestor had been completely killed.
Ye Wuque stayed in the Tingfeng Tower, quietly polishing his cultivation, quietly waiting for news from Chen Muran.
The eighty-six divine springs that broke through with the help of the Tiansheng Yin-Yang Pill also gradually stabilized, and the surge of new power was perfectly controlled by Ye Wuque.
In a flash, more than twenty days passed quietly in the blink of an eye.
On this day, in the evening.
The sun, which had been hot all day, set early in the west, and the remaining sunset seemed reluctant to leave. The brilliant sunset dyed the sky and the earth red, which was beautiful and breathtaking.
On the roof of Tingfeng Tower.
Ye Wuque stood with his hands behind his back, and Mu Daoqi stood silently behind him.
Looking at the brilliant sunset, the breeze blew, Ye Wuque's martial robe fluttered, his hair fluttered, but his eyes looked at the other end of the sky.
There, it was not yet dark, the sunset had not completely set, and a bright moon had quietly risen!
Because today was different from usual.
"Mid-Autumn Festival..."
Looking at the not-so-obvious full moon, Ye Wuque's eyes slowly revealed a trace of trance.
"Every festival makes me miss my relatives..."
He gently recited this ancient poem that once came from Kong, and a sense of longing rippled in his heart.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
At most one hour, it will be the Mid-Autumn Night.
This is a day for family reunion, but for Ye Wuque, the Mid-Autumn Night aroused his thoughts.
The father and mother who are still a little vague in his memory.
The Jiaoxue under the starry sky and all the friends.
Kong who left him.
...
Faces kept flashing in his mind, making Ye Wuque immersed in a faint melancholy.
Mu Daoqi was the same, with a hint of longing in his eyes.
"It won't be long before the moon is high in the sky, and the Mid-Autumn Night is coming. Let's get some good wine and food. I can't sleep tonight, and I won't go home until I'm drunk on this rooftop."
Ye Wuque's voice with a hint of a smile sounded beside Mu Daoqi, disturbing Mu Daoqi's thoughts, but making Mu Daoqi smile. After respectfully agreeing, he turned around to prepare.
Since you are wandering in a foreign land, away from your relatives, lovers and friends, on such a night, don't think too much, quietly enjoy the moon, drink happily, and forget all your troubles temporarily!
However, at this moment, Ye Wuque's eyebrows twitched, and his right hand flipped, and the jade slip for communicating with Chen Muran appeared in his hand, flashing a faint light at this moment!
"I hope it's good news..."
Ye Wuque said softly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. He placed the jade slip on his forehead, closed his eyes, and the power of his soul poured into it.
"Elder, I have fulfilled your mission!"
"Yesterday afternoon, I have successfully obtained a Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass from a member of the Xuanzhou Zhu family!"
"In order to ensure the safety of the Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass, I carefully hid and guarded it. I just left the border of Xuanzhou and will report to you as soon as I leave!"
"Ten days! It will take at most ten days! I will be able to return to the headquarters of the Dark Hall smoothly and hand this Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass to you personally!"
Swish!
Ye Wuque's eyes opened, and there was a hint of joy that could not be hidden in them!
Chen Muran succeeded!
He really got a Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass from the Xuanzhou Zhu family!
"He is indeed a talent!"
Ye Wuque was quite satisfied with Chen Muran. He went from the Dark Hall to the Zhu Family in Xuanzhou and got the Zhulong Ice Demon Grass. It only took one month!
This is enough to prove Chen Muran's ability and means!
As a superior, Ye Wuque naturally understands the principle of clear rewards and punishments. When Chen Muran really hands the Zhulong Ice Demon Grass to him personally, he will definitely reward him generously.
However, the content of the jade slip did not end here. There was more content behind it.
"Your Excellency, I have been keeping in mind the information of investigating the Lengyue Qinghui Dew."
"I believe that the Zhu family, which produces the Zhulong Ice Demon Grass, may know some clues about the Lengyue Qinghui Dew. After all, the two spiritual plants are both extremely yin and soft."
"So after the successful transaction of the Zhulong Ice Demon Grass, I invited this person to drink. When he was drunk, I asked him about the clues of the Lengyue Qinghui Dew in a roundabout way. Unfortunately, this person did not know, but he provided some advice about the Zhulong Ice Demon Grass and the Lengyue Qinghui Dew."
"According to this person, a long time ago, an ancestor of their Zhu family once obtained a drop of Leng Yue Qing Hui Lu, and tried to refine some kind of extremely yin and soft elixir with Zhu Long Bing Mo Cao, but failed."
"That ancestor was extremely unwilling, and after careful research, he found that if Zhu Long Bing Mo Cao and Leng Yue Qing Hui Lu need to be used together, whether it is to refine elixir, swallow directly, or use it for practice, both need at least three to ten days of blending, that is, soaking Zhu Long Bing Mo Cao with Leng Yue Qing Hui Lu."
"It must not be used immediately, otherwise these two extremely yin and soft spiritual plants of heaven and earth will become ineffective and become waste."
"Looking at this person's state and the satisfaction with the transaction just reached, I guess that the credibility of this advice has reached 90%, and I hereby inform you, the elder."
The message ended here.
Leng Yue Qing Hui Lu and Zhu Long Bing Mo Cao cannot be used immediately!
Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, and he had to say that this last advice from Chen Muran was still very meaningful.
"It's better to believe it than not to believe it!"
"In at most ten days, I can get the Zhulong Ice Demon Grass, completing half of the goal, and should be able to catch up before the Supreme Event begins..."
Ye Wuque was slightly excited.
At this moment, Mu Daoqi had returned, holding a large table with delicious food in one hand, and five jars of wine in the other hand.
Ye Wuque smiled faintly.
Maybe tonight's wine can be drunk more happily!
Putting down the wine table, at Ye Wuque's request, Mu Daoqi also sat down, facing each other.
At this moment, it was not long before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Mu Daoqi opened a jar of wine, stood up and poured a glass for Ye Wuque first.
The crystal clear amber-like wine fell into the bowl, exuding an extremely strong wine aroma, refreshing.
Seeing this, Ye Wuque's eyes also showed a hint of expectation.
But the next moment!
The expectation in Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed!
Mu Daoqi, who was pouring the wine, suddenly stiffened all over, and his hands holding the wine jar trembled slightly!
Because at this moment, the same majestic voice sounded in the minds of both of them!
"Count down to twenty breaths, the supreme event is about to begin..."
"Anyone who holds the supreme quota will make a decision within twenty breaths whether to enter the transmission channel to participate in the event!"
"This will determine your future... fate!!"
"Once you make a choice, the result cannot be changed!"
"Twenty, nineteen, eighteen..."
Ye Wuque and Mu Daoqi's right inner wrists shone with a faint golden glow at this moment, emitting an ancient and vast fluctuation!
In the end, it actually fell off from the inner wrists of the two people and turned into two golden transmission channels, jumping and shining!
At this moment, Ye Wuque's brows were already frowning!
He miscalculated!
He didn't expect that the supreme event would start so abruptly at this time!
There was no sign at all!
And Chen Muran had just returned, and it would take at least ten days.
Once he participated in the supreme event, Ye Wuque had no guarantee that he would have a chance to come back!
In other words!
This would mean that he would completely miss the Candle Dragon Ice Demon Grass that Chen Muran had finally brought back with great difficulty!
"Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen..."
The majestic voice of the countdown continued.
The golden transmission channel was jumping!
Ye Wuque had to make a choice!