Immemorial War God

Mo Feng gave an empty kiss and opened his eyes. He turned around and looked at the Xin'er whose face was flushed red.    

    

"Xin'er, this is my first kiss, you have helped me a lot this time, I am sincerely grateful to you."    

    

"Bah!" Hearing Mo Feng's words, the Xin'er immediately spat out.    

    

"Who the hell wants your first kiss!"    

    

Mo Feng laughed again, then went up to rub Xin'er's head, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea and slowly savored it.    

    

"Then treat it as a punishment."    

    

Xin'er was startled. After looking at Mo Feng for a while, his body softened. He didn't know why, but he felt a sense of loss in his heart. Seeing Xin'er in such a state, Mo Feng smiled, to someone who was happy at first/night, it was extremely important, if not careful, he would end up breaking his cultivation, but to the last happy man, he did not dare to step over.    

    

"Xin'er, how much do you know about people with heavenly music?" Mo Feng said while sipping his sweet tea.    

    

"A merry immortal person?" The Xin'er frowned, she regained her senses and sat opposite of Mo Feng.    

    

"I don't know much. My master died when I was still a baby. The shopkeeper raised me. All I know is some of the documents left behind by my master."    

    

Mo Feng slightly nodded his head, this made it easy to understand why Xin'er could only play these few songs, and not only that, the allure within them couldn't be completely revealed.    

    

"You're quite lucky to have such a good seedling." Mo Feng smiled, the Xin'er frowned, she stared straight at Mo Feng, she kept feeling that Mo Feng knew a lot, that five hundred years would not be too long before he found out, at that moment, Mo Feng's age was already disregarded, and she urgently wanted to know everything about the heavenly beings, on her shoulders was also the resurrection of the heavenly people.    

    

"I don't have much time, so everything I'm going to say is the important part. You must remember it by heart." Mo Feng put down the teacup with a serious expression. Xin'er nodded and waited for Mo Feng to explain.    

    

Mo Feng explained to Xin'er for a good four hours, all of his mouth were already parched and dry, he directly picked up the teapot and drank from it. Seeing Xin'er who was in a daze, Mo Feng smiled, stood up and turned to leave.    

    

You have the sacred mission of reviving the heavenly music people, but you have to explore all of this yourself. You are the last heavenly music person in the Xing Chu Empire, but whether or not there are any traces of heavenly music people outside the empire, you have to find them yourself. Don't linger in this lair, I wish you good luck!    

    

Mo Feng's voice came from afar, after a long while, the Xin'er finally raised his head and looked at the empty room with a determined face, then disappointed and frustrated.    

    

"Will we meet again in the future?"    

    

In the guest hall, Seventeenth Elder sat alone as he sipped his tea. self-appointed elder stood at the side nervously, but there was no one around him.    

    

"Mo Feng, when are you returning to the sect?"    

    

Seeing Mo Feng coming out, the Seventeenth Elder stood up and asked.    

    

"After I finish something, I'll go back." Mo Feng laughed and walked downstairs, slowly leaving the Red Dust Inn. The Seventeenth Elder did not make a sound as he silently followed behind Mo Feng.    

    

"Little Brother Mo Feng is really too awesome, I never thought that we would be able to meet such an awesome person." Secretly, the people of Ran's beard watched Mo Feng leave and discussed softly. But none of them dared to speak to Mo Feng, as they did not have the confidence. In their minds, Mo Feng and them were people from different worlds.    

    

Mo Feng paused in his steps, glanced at the place where Ran's beard and the others were hiding, and then continued to walk forward. He did not even have the courage to come out to speak to him, which meant that he was destined to be a person from two different worlds, and would not be able to meet again in the future.    

    

"Creak!"    

    

A window on the third floor of the Red Dust Inn opened. Xin'er stuck her pretty face out of the window and looked at Mo Feng's figure as she travelled further. She looked into the distance with an infatuated expression and only withdrew her gaze after half an hour had passed. During the past four hours, Mo Feng did not tell her much about the history of the merry people, he only told her a few questions about cultivation. To her, this was equivalent to opening the door to another world.    

    

At the same time, he had also confirmed her thoughts of leaving the Xing Chu Empire.    

    

"To the Yang Qing Ya?" After leaving the Selling Gold Cave, the Seventeenth Elder opened his mouth to speak. Mo Feng nodded, and he asked again:    

    

"Where to?"    

    

"There's something very important."    

    

Seventeenth Elder did not speak anymore, and followed quietly.    

    

Mo Feng and walked for a good half an hour before they arrived. The three of them raised their heads and saw two mountains side by side, with a gap of over seven hundred meters between them. The treasure was somewhere in the middle.    

    

The Yang Qing Ya was a gathering place for almighty cultivators in the ancient times. In this space, there were countless almighty beings' abode, and more or less all of them had things left behind in their abode. There were even almighty beings sitting in their abode, and all of their treasures were left within.    

    

This attracted a large number of people to come and search for gold. However, very few people were able to find it. Most of them turned into fine sand amidst the raging winds.    

    

Thinking back to all these legends, Mo Feng shook his head lightly. He didn't know whether or not this place was the gathering place for almighty cultivators, and it was a fact that he knew Yin Yuesha and the stellar crystal were there.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

It wanted to fly up from below, but no matter how strong one was, they wouldn't be able to do so. There were Starchild's Realm that had tried to force their way up, but the moment they flew up, a violent wind blew, turning into a pile of fine sand!    

    

The three of them went up the mountain and spent another hour there. Mo Feng looked at self-appointed elder and felt helpless, his cultivation was not high, and he was already old, so he could not keep up with them in terms of physical strength. He spent most of the time waiting for him.    

    

"This is the last day, this time I, Yang Qing Ya, have to get some treasures!"    

    

"Of course, I returned empty-handed the last few times. Damn it, this time, even if I saw a chamber pot, I would still take it away!"    

    

At the peak of Yang Qing Ya, hundreds of people had gathered. All of them were here for the Yang Qing Ya, looking for treasures.    

    

"Is, is that Mo Feng?" When Mo Feng came up, a few people noticed, and upon closer inspection, they were shocked.    

    

"What?" Mo Feng? "    

    

Hearing that, everyone's eyes turned to look at Mo Feng, their faces revealing shock.    

    

"That is the Mo Feng who killed Starchild's Realm? He looks so young! " Everyone was continuously shocked, Mo Feng and the other two walked past expressionlessly, as they had seen this kind of scene too many times, there weren't any big waves in their hearts.    

    

Mo Feng killing Starchild's Realm with his stellar state was simply a legend, and furthermore, it was their idol. No one would come and cause trouble for him.