He came to find Leng Bing as soon as possible. In the past few days, Leng Bing's emotions have not recovered. When Dongfang Mo stood in front of her, she almost fainted: "Dongfang Mo? Is it really you?"

Dongfang Mo grabbed Lengbing's little hand and placed it on his face: "What? Are you stupid?"

Leng Bing cried with joy and threw herself into Dongfang Mo's arms. After a long time, she saw Dai Yurou behind Dongfang Mo, looking at the two of them with a smile.

Leng Bing felt a little embarrassed: "Sister Rou, you're laughing. When did Sister Rou meet him?"

Dai Yurou told Dongfang Mo about her and finally, Dongfang Mo told Leng Bing about her decision, which was to marry them and enter!

When Leng Bing heard that Dongfang Mo and Dai Yurou had such identities, hesitated: "I...will I embarrass you like this?" Although it was her long-cherished wish to marry Dongfang Mo, she is still a little inferior now.

Dongfang Mo hugged the two of them in his arms: "The three of us are the same!"

Dongfang Mo also unexpectedly met his good brother Ye Tong, and there was Yan Yue. Dongfang Mo didn't know when Yan Yue had arrived at Uncle Yue's side.

Yin Qi and Feng Mo are also here, and there are many more people...

However, he was so busy that he was so busy at the wedding!

When Youtian Holy Land received the news of Dongfang Mo's wedding, it was naturally almost all out, and everyone came to watch the ceremony. The scene was very lively.

Dai Yurou and Lengbing held a wedding in accordance with secular customs and arranged two wedding chambers for Dongfang Mo. Dongfang Mo took his two wives into the wedding chamber.

After sending the bride to the bridal chamber, Dongfang Mo had to go out to entertain guests and could not return to the bridal chamber until the guests disperse.

However, the wedding girls never came to their senses. Dongfang Mojing came to Dai Yurou's side and stretched out his hand to lift Dai Yurou's red veil.

The wedding girls looked at the groom speechlessly: "Master Dongfang, you..."

Dongfang Mo smiled at Dai Yurou: "Rou'er, you are so beautiful today. I just want to see you first!"

Dai Yurou really likes Dongfang Mo's smooth tongue today: "So, so I have never seen you wear red clothes!"

Dongfang Mo approached Dai Yurou: "Well, wait a moment, you can still see those who are not wearing clothes..."

"You..." Dai Yurou glared at Dongfang Mo, which meant that you didn't see the whole room of her mom.

The wedding girls were confused. At this moment, Dongfang Mo said to them: "Come on a glass of wine!"

"Ah." The comedians couldn't react even more. Lord Dongfang was really uneasy in playing cards. Could it be that he couldn't help it? He wanted the rhythm of a wedding chamber.

Dongfang Mo was stunned when he looked at the people in the room and couldn't help but shake his head: "I'll do it myself!"

Dongfang Mo took two glasses of wine and handed it to Dai Yurou. The two of them surrounded their arms and drank the glass of wine. Dongfang Mo's next words made all the women here envious to the extreme.

"Rou'er, after drinking a glass of wine, our etiquette is done. You can rest as long as you want. The group of people outside will not let me come back early." After saying that, he reached out and rubbed Dai Yurou's hair, then turned around and left.

Dongfang Mo turned around and came to the cold room. It was still the case, which made the women envious. Now, where can I find such a caring man?

As Dongfang Mo guessed, those friends did not let him go, but they just wanted to have a bridal chamber because they didn't get him drunk.

In the evening, Dongfang Mo returned to his yard and looked at the two big red houses. His happiness almost popped up. At this moment, Dai Yurou gently pushed the door out, and Dongfang Mo hurried over: "Rou'er."

"Let's go and see Lengbing together. She is pregnant with a child. We should care more about her." Dai Yurou pulled Dongfang Mo and came to Lengbing's room.

Lengbing is always sleepy because she has a child. When Dongfang Mo and Dai Yurou walked in, Lengbing was leaning on the bed to rest.

That night, Dongfang Mo did not really have a bridal chamber. The three of them said a lot together, but Leng Bing finally pushed Dongfang Mo and the other two into his room. Dongfang Mo couldn't help it and directly pushed down the little wife who hadn't seen for many years...

In the end, Dongfang Mo did not forget and gave Dai Yurou the treasure of his body. This was originally Dai Yurou's thing. Only when these mysterious heart beads returned to Dai Yurou's body could Dai Yurou continue to practice normally.

Dai Yurou had no chance to refuse because Dongfang Mo was stronger than her...

The next day, Dongfang Mo was no longer greedy for his newlyweds. He wanted to be greedy, but he wanted to make everyone alive!

Dongfang Yunyi introduced all the ancient artifacts to Dongfang Mo.

It turns out that dealing with this Thousand-Faced Demon Lord is really not easy. The most direct ones are the Hundred Grass Cauldron, the Chixiao Sword and the Demon Refining Bottle, the other Yin and Yang Mirrors, Tianyin Qin and the Seven Colorful Stones, which are all auxiliary.

Dongfang Mo also knew a cruel thing, that is, the Chixiao Sword did not have its own weapon spirit, and the other ancient artifacts all had their own fixed weapon spirits. Those who possess the ancient divine body had their destiny to be the weapon spirits of these divine artifacts. When they truly became the weapon spirits of these divine artifacts, they would never have any memory.

It doesn’t matter what else. After all, they were in the Nine Heavens before, and Dongfang Mo had never seen them before, but Dongfang Mo knew about Yan Yue and Ye Tong. Maybe this is because the two people are not destined to be together, right?

All these were put aside. For the sake of the people of the world, Dongfang Mo could only return these spirits to their positions.

"Father, the most important thing I have now is to refine the Baicao tripod successfully, right?" Dongfang Mo looked at the Baicao tripod in his hand speechlessly.

Dongfang Yunyi nodded: "This Hundred Grass Cauldron is the most important thing, and you still need to do it yourself."

Dongfang Mo smiled slightly: "Father, I will refine it. If it fails, my son and your grandson might suffer."

I have to say that Dongfang Mo is very smart and immediately realized that his father was so cruel to put himself in the lower realm. He needed to be trained so that he could have an absolutely strong enough mind to deal with this Thousand-Faced Demon Lord!

Dongfang Mo sat cross-legged in a quiet valley, with the five-color tripod in front of him, the body of the Baicao tripod, the black stick is the original name, used to stir the medicinal materials in the Baicao tripod, the jade invisible is the ancient divine liquid in the Baicao tripod, the two rings are the ears of the tripod, the spirit of the artifact is the flattening of the Puyuan Cave of Nanling Zong, and the body is the milk bear in the Dragon Clan Crystal Palace!

Dongfang Mo has spent so much mental and hard work to refine it bit by bit. As long as it is a means that can be used, Dongfang Mo has used it all, and finally it finally refined it into the Hundred Herbs Cauldron!

The birth of the Baicao Ding did not take much effort to directly recognize the Dongfang Mo, because before, many parts also recognized the Dongfang Mo, which did not surprise the Dongfang Mo.

Looking up at the Nine Heavens Realm, Dongfang Mo sacrificed the demon refining bottle and released all the monsters inside. He would not let them take risks, leave them here and let them continue to practice, and all the monsters were reluctant to leave.

At this place, Dongfang Mo continued to activate his skills, the Nine Profound Skills and the Nine Heart Skills.

Dongfang Mo can only practice to the ninth level now. The nine mysterious styles of Xuanguang are already Dongfang Mo's limit. He really cannot comprehend the ultimate fusion of the two techniques. How can he understand the absolute move, the Nine-Turn Xuanxin Art?

However, during the process of understanding, Dongfang Mo didn't know why, and he always had a strange feeling. Perhaps this name means a complex meaning. The Nine-Turn Mystery Skill, the ultimate is a cycle of cycles. Is it a misunderstanding that his blind pursuit of the ultimate?

But no one answered this question.

Dongfang Mo had no choice but to come to find his father, wanting to know some of his feelings from his father.

When Dongfang Mo came here, he realized that only his mother was left here and took care of his two wives. The rest of the people were all on the Ninth Heaven, because the seal of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was already extremely unstable!

"Mother, please take good care of my wife!" Dongfang Mo just put down this sentence, and without saying hello to his wife, he flew directly to the Ninth Heaven.

"Mo'er, how have you practiced your martial arts?" When he saw Dongfang Mo coming in front of him, Dongfang Yunyi seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. After all, he knew his son's calmness!

Dongfang Mo swallowed hard: "Father, you take everyone away from the Nine Heavens Realm, leave it here to me!" He didn't tell the truth. Even if the Nine Turns Xuanxin Art was not thoroughly understood, he could not make this ultimate move, but Dongfang Mo still spoke like this. At least, if he chose to die together, he could make that move. The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord would not have the chance to escape from his hands!

After Dongfang Yunyi asked everyone to leave, he did not leave. Seeing that the barrier was about to collapse, Dongfang Yunyi chose to fight side by side with his son. Which father could keep his child in such a dangerous place?

Dongfang Mo smiled and said, "Father, you go down too, I have only my own way!"

Dongfang Yunyi seemed to hear Dongfang Mo's implicit meaning, and suddenly tightened his pupils: "Mo'er, are you..."

"Although I can't use the last move to the Nine Turns Xuanxin Art, I have learned another way. Father, believe me!" Dongfang Mo said firmly.

Dongfang Yunyi was still about to speak, and Dongfang Mo had already fallen into his father's barrier: "Father, my mother is still waiting for you, I will go back!"

Dongfang Yunyi said nothing, and Dongfang Mo had already mastered this huge barrier formation, and even he could be pushed down like this!

Dongfang Mo turned around, and it was only a breath. There was a flash of light before Dongfang Mo's eyes, and there was no longer the scene of the Nine Heavenly Realm just now.

In front of me was a quiet room, which seemed a bit messy, with each other's tables and chairs at the corner of the wall, just like the tables and chairs of students in class. There was a piano hanging on the wall. In the center of the room, there was a small table of rosewood, and a soft carpet was laid below. On the small table was a pot of tea and a few tea cups. This was such a quiet scene.

Dongfang Mo looked at all this strangely. Even if he used the Demonless Eyes, he could not see anything special. The tea was still steaming, as if he was waiting for him to come!

At this moment, at some point, a figure appeared at the corner of the house, and walked towards Dongfang Mo quietly.

This is completely different from the appearance of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord Dongfang Mo imagined, but Dongfang Mo still raised his vigilance and stayed away from this person, standing against him.

"Haha, since you are here, sit down and have a cup of tea." The sound is very cool and mellow.

Dongfang Mo looked up and almost made him fall head-on. The person who appeared was exactly the same as him! This Thousand-Faced Demon Lord is really enough, exactly the same as himself, and even speaking the same way.

Dongfang Mo also felt it, and it was exactly the same as his cultivation aura. In other words, now, with a third person appearing, they don’t know which one is the real Dongfang Mo at all!

"Are you the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord?"

"My name is Dongfang Mo."
Chapter completed!