On a winter night, there is no embellishment of stars, only endless nights cover the earth.

In this dark night, there is a hall with colorful light, like a dazzling meteor, heading towards the southeast, and it is the direction to the Great Qin State.

Flying past Yanli Pass and crossing Wuxukou, Juyong Pass is right in front of you.

In the hall, the heat was coming, and a large cauldron stood in the middle, with boiling hot soup inside, and four people sat in the pot, rinsing the slices of meat inside, but it was a very lively scene.

Water is of course the spiritual spring water, a must-have drinking water for advanced monks.

Meat is a low-level spirit beast specially raised by the sect. Among them, it is mainly beef and mutton. Of course, there are also tiger, leopard, bear, snake, etc., which are cut into thin slices, making it easy to cook quickly in the pot.

The pot, a large tripod specially refined by the qitang, is to be precise, a top-quality magic weapon. It is thrown down like a mountain, and can suppress the golden elixir monks, but at this time it is used as a pot to cook.

As for fire, it is not a problem with thunder and mountains here. As long as you swing your sleeves and wave them under the big pot for two or three times, there will be continuous flames burning, ensuring that this cauldron has enough heat.

"The senior brother of the sect actually has such a unique way to eat, which is unheard of. However, it is really a great treat. Even if a cultivator is pure and has few desires, it is afraid that it will be difficult to resist the wonderful taste."

Lei Wanshan was so full of oil that he picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in the boiled broth. It was completely cooked in less than a moment. Then he dipped it in a specially prepared dish with seasonings and stuffed it in his mouth to feast.

As soon as they finished speaking, Gu Aoxue and Murong Xingyue on both sides nodded repeatedly. They had always been not interested in the diet of monsters, and their faces were flushed at this moment. They just felt that their appetite was wide open and their appetite was much larger than usual.

"This is called hot pot, it's just a way to eat it. It's the most lively when there are many people, and it's also a bit of fun while eating and chatting to enhance your feelings."

Mo Wentian laughed out loud. Hotpot is indeed good, but it is difficult to promote in the cultivation world because there are intrigues everywhere, and it is difficult for people to trust each other, and it is impossible to eat in one pot.

However, looking at the scene in front of him at this moment, he seemed to remember the past. It was something that was covered in the depths of his memory and was about to completely forget. He sighed and said, "We happened to have four of us today. After we finished the hot pot, we might as well play mahjong here for a while."

"Play mahjong?"

Murong Xingyue's expression suddenly changed, and the slices of meat stuck on the chopsticks were about to fall to the ground. She exclaimed in a burst of voice: "Master, who is the monster in mahjong? It's so powerful that the four of us actually asked to fight together?"

Before she could finish her voice, Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue, who were beside her, put down their chopsticks and began to stand up and look around, their faces full of as if they were facing a great enemy, as if the mahjong mentioned in the head of the sect was not far away.

"this……"

Mo Wentian was speechless. He didn't know what to say. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Xingyue, there are two junior brothers and sisters. We should concentrate on hot pot. It's better not to play mahjong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and slapped the treasure bag, took out several melons and fruits from it, and began to place them on the table in turn, including fairy peaches, ginseng fruits, Tianshan snow lotus, Bodhi seeds, cherry tomatoes, etc., all of which were extremely rich in spiritual energy.

These are all specialties of the sect's spiritual fields. They are cultivated by specialized high-level spiritual planters. Only the senior sect has sufficient supply. Mo Wentian carries them with him on weekdays, but they are only used to satisfy the desires of the mouth.

"Come on, I eat more meat from monsters, and eat some vegetarian food to relieve greasiness."

As his words fell, Xingyue, who was serving him, suddenly understood, as if she was no longer confused about mahjong. She quickly got up with a clever smile, started to prepare fruits and vegetables for the three locations, and added spiritual wine in an empty wine glass.

"Senior Brother, the time when the Seven Star Palace opened the Life and Death Platform should be half a month later."

At this time, Gu Aoxue frowned slightly, and looked quite puzzled, and continued, "Why should I choose to leave at this time? Even if I arrive at Beidou Mountain early, wouldn't I have to wait for a few more days?"

"Before going to Beidou Mountain, you must pass through the Daqin King City."

Mo Wentian looked cold, a hint of murderous intention flashed through his eyes, and he said coldly: "The news from the six-winged frost snake has been found, and we will bring him to justice there."

Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue knew that Chen Ergou was Xuanyin Gong, and an angry look flashed across his face. Even if this person was hiding in the King of Qin, he would still pull him out.

"Besides, early birds eat insects, so it's better to climb Beidou Mountain earlier."

At this time, Mo Wentian's words turned around. He reached out to pick up the jade wine cup, looked at the amber-colored spiritual wine inside, but pondered and said: "The Seven Star Palace opened the Life and Death Platform to determine the Seven Star Palace Master. However, it is not only the candidate who can climb the Life and Death Platform."

“Not one person on stage?”

Lei Wanshan suddenly realized and said in a deep voice: "The senior brother of the sect means, isn't that aiding the fist?"

"good!"

Mo Wentian's voice paused, then he raised his head and drank the spirit wine, placed the wine bottle heavily on the table, and said with a laugh: "Eighty thousand years ago, when the Seven Star Palace opened the Life and Death Platform for the first time, it set such a rule. When the candidates of the Seven Palaces of Beidou climbed onto the Life and Death Platform, they could also carry a helper to fight side by side. After this rule was settled, it has not been changed since then."

"The master is right!"

Murong Xingyue nodded and agreed, adding: "So, those who assisted the boxing 80,000 years ago all became the stewards of the Seventh Mansions of Beidou. Since then, the stewards of the Seventh Mansions of Beidou have been established as the stewards. They are also the most loyal partner of the lord, and they can even entrust their lives to their lives."

"Such rules seem extremely reasonable, but they exude the greatest unfairness."

Mo Wentian shook his head and smiled bitterly, but suddenly changed his subject and continued: "However, if Xingyue had just been promoted to the true king of Nascent Soul, if he could only fight alone, how could he have such a chance?"

yes!

As soon as he finished speaking, all three of them, including Murong Xingyue himself, fell silent.

There is no doubt that Murong Xingyue’s helper must be Mo Wentian himself.

However, the lords of the other prefectures, especially those who have lost their housekeepers, must have recruited experts to help them so that they can reach the stage of life and death to decide the throne of the palace master.

There are no rules for life and death, only life and death!

However, it is not so easy to find a master who truly entrusts his life.

So Murong Xingyue has a great chance, because the helper who fights side by side with her can definitely be completely trusted.

Only by handing your back to your partner can you be completely invincible on the stage of life and death.

When you are stolen hot pot, you are talking and laughing. If you are seen by others, you will definitely be shocked. How can you have the magical posture of a cultivator who is transcendent?

But at this moment, Mo Wentian said 'Eh', as if he had noticed something, frowned and said, "In front, is Juyongguan?"

"Senior Brother of the Sect?"

Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue looked at each other, and the latter immediately stood up and pushed open the window of the Colorful Linglong Hall.

But I saw that under the vast night, there seemed to be a fire rising, and there was a faint sound of shouting and killing.

"Juyong Pass is about to be broken!"

Mo Wentian walked up quietly, stood here and looked down, and could clearly see the changes in the battle situation.

But he saw that at Juyong Pass, war was burning, and soldiers from the Great Yan Kingdom climbed the city tower and began to capture this highland.

"Click!"

The battle flag of the Great Qin Kingdom was cut off by a big knife. The battle flag of the Great Yan Kingdom was quickly inserted into it. A bloody head was carried on the flagpole. It was an old man who had been frost-beaten. Even his beard was dripping blood, as if he had just been cut off.

"Lu Zhengxi is dead, don't you surrender yet?"

"Duke Fengyue, a traitor from the Qin Dynasty, is connected to foreign enemies."

"Your generals of the Great Qin State are killed, and the rest will not be killed."

...

There were vague calls for killing sounds, and the head was the guardian of Juyong Pass Lu Zhengxi.

At this moment, his behead represents one thing, that is, Juyongguan is completely lost and it is no longer difficult to resist the attack of the Great Yan Kingdom.

"Juyongguan is lost, and it seems that most of the Qin Dynasty's country will soon be returned to the Great Yan Kingdom."

Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel heavy. The improvement of the combat power of the Da Yan Kingdom was not a good thing for the Da Zheng Kingdom, as his neighbor.

Besides, no one knows that behind the Great Yan Kingdom is the King of Tianyi, who can be said to be his mortal enemy.

Just as he was pondering and silent, at the end of the night, in the darkest depths, a pair of eyes suddenly peeked at him, and just swept past him, and felt uncomfortable all over his body.

"Who is it?"

Mo Wentian's face changed drastically. He immediately followed the trajectory of his sight, but found nothing.

"Senior Brother of the Sect?"

Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue looked at each other, and both of them were shocked, completely as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Master, is it mahjong?"

Murong Xingyue was also a little nervous and asked in a low voice. It was definitely not an ordinary simple thing to change the master's face like this.

Mo Wentian frowned slightly. He used his spiritual sense to sense it, but he did not find anything, but those eyes were really real and there was no false at all. Even the unforgettable hatred inside was a bit familiar.

In addition to the defects and special spirit stones, this colorful exquisite palace can also be called a spiritual weapon. Moreover, with the restrictions arranged by him with his spiritual sense, it is definitely difficult to discover if he does not have the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul or above.

The master of those eyes is definitely in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but it is not surprising that he can find himself.

Such cultivation is only a handful of people in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, especially those who have a deep hatred for themselves.

"Tianyi Zhenwang?"

That's right, it's definitely him,

Mo Wentian couldn't help but murmur, and the peeping gaze just now must have been this old opponent.

It is not uncommon for him to appear here because of the fall of Juyong Pass and the murder of Lu Zhengxi.

"Master, it turns out that the so-called mahjong is the true king of Tianyi!"

Murong Xingyue suddenly realized it and said angrily: "If he dares to come again, we will join forces to fight."

Lei Wanshan and Gu Aoxue nodded repeatedly, their faces full of deep consent. If they wanted to kill this beast, it would be necessary for the four of them to join forces.
Chapter completed!