The two of them walked to the wilderness, surrounded by vast mountains, and the quaint atmosphere came to their faces, so that He Miaomiao could clearly feel the longevity of this world.

This is the breath that does not exist in the Qinglang world, although Yu Xiuwei is not helpful, she feels emotional, it seems that in the face of this mountain and river, everything in the world has become a trivial matter.

At this time, the biggest trivial thing beside her was silently signaling her to stop and eat barbecue with her eyes.

"Senior Hu, aren't you going to deliver invitations? The mission time is only half a year, so if you don't run faster..."

He Miaomiao said and stopped, she wanted to say that if she didn't leave, there would be no spirit stones to earn, but Hu Bukong was obviously not for a mere five thousand spirit stones. Although she didn't see the storage bag on him, she thought that she would not be less wealthy.

"I won't abandon you, don't do any more useless struggles. Hu Bukong said and sat on the ground, took out two velvet rabbits out of thin air, and still stripped them of their skins. "Come on, fill your stomach first. ”

He Miaomiao really wanted to yell at him, you are a Yuanying monk! You have opened the valley! Your stomach will not be hungry!

She felt that since she met Hu Bukong, she was particularly irritable, and although she was still patient with him, she couldn't help but want to scold him.

It's like... Not at all afraid.

He Miaomiao felt a little strange, since she had just guessed his identity, she had no special fear, and was a little trembling, that was also a normal situation in the face of high-level monks.

But deep down, he always seemed to feel that he wouldn't be hurt, and occasionally rolled his eyes at him, his tone was not very respectful, and there seemed to be no consequences.

He Miaomiao didn't know why, her spiritual sense had no effect on Hu Bukong, she couldn't feel his true breath, and she couldn't feel whether he was kind or malicious.

So I'm not afraid of him, but it seems even more strange.

A strange high-level monk who obviously can't understand it, a person who can make her disappear from the world with a single thought, why isn't she afraid?

The strangest thing is that after getting along for so long and being forcibly taken to Fuyao Mountain by him, she was only angry that she was restrained, but she didn't hate Hu Bukong himself too much.

This is different from being controlled by He Yanxin back then.

Although the situation is different, they are all restricted, she hates He Yanxin so much, but she is not at all afraid of Hu Bukong.

She hadn't seen any other Yuanying Cultivator, but thinking about it with her toes, she also knew that it was impossible for a strange senior to put up with her disrespect like this.

So why is Hu Bukong so?

He Miaomiao silently turned the branch with the velvet rabbit inserted in it, slowly roasting it on the fire, and at the same time recalled again in her heart what she had to worry about in her infancy.

"You..."

Hu Bukong suddenly spoke, and suddenly stopped, and the appearance of wanting to speak made He Miaomiao even more confused.

"What do you want to say?"

"Nothing. Hu Bukong looked at the velvet rabbit and was silent for a moment before saying, "Do you know who lives on Fuyao Mountain?"

He Miaomiao thought back to the jade slips she had read, and seemed to have mentioned some, "Is it a senior in the Transformation Stage named Ziyan?"

Hu Bukong nodded, stared at her face carefully, only saw a confusion, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ziyan Zhenjun is a member of the Zi family. Have you heard of it?"

He Miaomiao frowned, she was a little monk who was exiled to the cave, how would she know what kind of family and daughter?

"Haven't the younger generations heard of it, is the Zi family very famous? ”

Hu Bukong snorted disdainfully, but it was not aimed at He Miaomiao, but at the jade slip of the Canglan Chronicle.

"History is written by the winners, how can the jade slips compiled by the Tu Shan clan mention the Zijia who forced them to have nowhere to stay?"

"You've been here for so long, why don't you know anything!" Hu Bukong glanced at her with disdain, with a look of 'you come and ask me', which made He Miaomiao want to pounce and rip off his rabbit head hat!

She hesitated for a moment, but finally bit her tongue and held back the words that almost came out of her mouth.

"When I first arrived in this realm, I didn't dare to ask about these things everywhere..."

"Forget it, I don't blame you, after all..." As soon as Hu Bukong's voice was closed, he only waved his hand in the end, He Miaomiao didn't know what he wanted to say, and when he saw that he didn't say more, he was relieved.

She almost said just now that she was from Qinglang Cave, but fortunately, she closed her mouth at the end.

Qinglang Cave Heaven is semi-open, as long as you go to the Central Imperial City to buy a teleportation talisman, you can go in to fight and practice, and for large sects, there are even places available every year.

He Miaomiao came to the Canglan Realm to realize that cultivators also have a theory of cause and effect, which is similar to her analysis after hearing about the cause and effect of Buddhism.

It's just that Taoism pays attention to this life, and Buddhism pays attention to the afterlife.

This cause and effect is associated with killing, inner demons, and calamities, so that the monks have to pay attention to their own cultivation, and in order not to be entangled in cause and effect, they rarely kill indiscriminately.

It is not the same to enter the small cave.

If you use monks to practice in the Canglan Realm, you will inevitably be suspected of indiscriminately killing innocents, and some monks choose to go to the small cave to kill, thinking that they have escaped the Canglan Heavenly Dao.

Whether it is the Qinglang Cave Heaven where she lives, or the Qingqiong Cave Heaven refined by the Yin Yang Sect, it is a place like raising livestock in this world, which can be killed and enslaved, without any scruples.

In fact, in the Canglan Realm, there are also many monks who train themselves with others, their bottom line is lower, they don't have any scruples, and they are not afraid of demons and cause and effect.

And for those monks who want to sharpen themselves with others, but are also afraid of cause and effect, Xiao Dongtian is the best choice.

In the book of Jade Jian, there is no standard for inner demons, and cause and effect are even more mysterious, so He Miaomiao hates those who regard all living creatures in the small cave sky as whetstones.

Those who think that if they enter the cave to fight, they can escape the cycle of the Heavenly Dao, they are all covering their ears and stealing the bell.

A disciple of a great sect like Jiang Mulin disdains to do this. They went in just for ordinary training, not for mass killing.

Qinglang Xiaodongtian is not only a place for people to experience, but as a place of exile for the royal family, it naturally has the purpose of punishment.

He Miaomiao also saw a lot of jade slips before she understood that the female cultivator from the outside world who did it when she saw her back then did not have a cross-border teleportation charm on her body, and she did not have an identity token, and she belonged to a monk who was exiled.

There are also evil cultivators who left information about the outside world, most of them also offended the Tu Shan clan and threw them inside.

No matter how much she sighed for Qinglang Xiaodongtian, she didn't dare to expose it in this world.

Even if Hu Bukong seemed to have a grudge against the Tu Shan clan, she didn't want to tell her history easily.

Tu Shan's family regards Qinglang as a bag, and the monks are naturally included, and it is not a secret to say the secret, she doesn't want to be taken back to Xiaoqingqiu by that group of dead foxes one day, and mark it as a slave and a slave and absenteeism.

"Senior, the meat is grilled. ”

Brushed with a layer of spiritual honey provided by Hu Bukong, the burnt sweet fragrance suddenly overflowed, and the spiritual energy contained in it was no more or less, and it could withstand it with a body of refining qi.

The fragrance drifted a little far, and He Miaomiao had just swallowed a mouthful of meat, and then sensed that not far away, there was the breath of a first-order consummate demon beast.