If Mo Xiaoyu hadn't heard the news of Yang Ming's death during that period, perhaps her achievements today would be even more dazzling, even surpassing everyone in the Star Formation Master Association.

When Mo Xiaoyu stepped onto the top of the mountain, she saw Holy Son Lan Yin and Son Jialan coming out of seclusion together. She couldn't help but feel a little depressed. These two people rarely come out of seclusion on the same day. She quickly stepped forward and blessed them both.

He bowed and said: "Greetings to the two seniors."

In the past fifty years since the end of the Star Field Competition, Holy Son Lan Yin and Jialan Buddha have both broken through to the heavenly level and raised their cultivation to the perfection of the high level of the heavenly level.

As the two people's cultivation levels improved, their temperaments also underwent great changes.

The Son of Lanyin is compassionate and solemn, just like a Bodhisattva, his eyes are plain and ordinary, as if nothing in the world is lingering in his heart. The breath of the Buddha of Jialan is distant, and it seems to have the same source as the vast earth, as if he is the earth, and the earth is him.

Mo Xiaoyu is now an Earth-level star refiner, so he has the eyesight to see the cultivation of the two seniors, and he can't help but sigh in his heart.

"If Master were still alive, I wonder what would happen?"

Holy Son Lan Yin said: "Donor Xiaoyu is here for Brother Yang?"

Mo Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Have you two seniors heard any news about Master recently?"

Jialan Buddha suddenly smiled and said: "Donor Xiaoyu, you are here at a good time this time. We did get the news from Brother Yang."

"Huh?" Mo Xiaoyu didn't put much hope in this. Over the years, if there was any news about the master, it would have been spread out long ago. Perhaps it is true that the master has passed away as the rumors outside said.

"Thank you two seniors, Xiaoyu won't disturb you two for your Qingxiu." Mo Xiaoyu still hadn't come back to his senses, so he turned around and headed towards the foot of the mountain.

Jialan Buddha laughed dumbly and said again: "Donor Xiaoyu stayed here. This time we got the news about Brother Yang from Palace Master Lin."

Mo Xiaoyu was suddenly startled and froze on the spot in astonishment. A flash of lightning seemed to flash through his mind: "What, is there really news about my master?"

Jialan Buddha nodded and said: "Donor Xiaoyu, monks don't lie. This matter is absolutely true. According to the time, Brother Yang should soon enter the world of Brahma. My friend Lan Yin and I came out of seclusion for this purpose.

Brother Yang is here."

Mo Xiaoyu's breathing suddenly became rapid, her eyes turned slightly red, and she was so excited that she couldn't help herself. In the fifty years since Yang Ming disappeared, she had been thinking about it day and night.

If it weren't for Yang Ming, she would have died in that interception. Even if she was lucky enough to survive, she would not be where she is today.

It is precisely because of the true interpretation of the star path left by Yang Ming that Mo Xiaoyu is what she is today. Therefore, when she knew that Yang Ming was still alive, she felt almost more excited than when she heard that she could practice.

Holy Son Lan Yin gently pointed his finger and said: "Donor Xiaoyu, don't be too excited. Since you are here too, why not come with us to greet Brother Yang."

Mo Xiaoyu's mood calmed down instantly. She nodded quickly and said, "I've caused trouble to the two seniors."

Holy Son Lan Yin said: "The trouble is not really a problem, it's just Xiaoyu Donor, how do you plan to deal with those people at the foot of the mountain?"

Mo Xiaoyu turned around and took a look and said, "Seniors, please wait a moment."

Mo Zijing was furious when he suddenly heard Mo Xiaoyu's voice: "Zijing, you all go back. I need to go see my master later, so I won't go with you."
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