The night is like paint, and the waves are monstrous.

On the deck of the keel, the majestic old man stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes full of depth and contempt.

Behind the majestic old man, the old slave holding the sword remained motionless, quietly staring ahead.

Suddenly, the pupils of the old slave holding the sword shrank, and he said in surprise: "Old master, the son is here." ”

In the entire Mo family, if you only say the word "childe" without any title, it can naturally only be one person - Nanhai Gongzi, Mo Yu!

As a loyal slave who follows the old master for life, the relationship between Mo Yu and the old master, the old slave holding the sword is naturally very clear.

In fact, a talent like Mo Yu has cultivated at least a hundred people in the life of the old master, within the million population of the Mo family.

But these hundred Tianjiao. The old master is all wet with rain and dew, and he never favors anyone.

Even if he was very partial to Mo Yu in his heart, when Mo Yu was three years old, the old master still sealed his cultivation and left him to fend for himself.

The old master cultivated a hundred people, and in the end, as long as Mo Yu rose. has achieved the great prestige of the prince of the South China Sea.

But even so, the old master's attitude towards Mo Yu has been lukewarm and even a little indifferent in the past ten years.

For this, the old slave holding the sword was very puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask.

Now Mo Yu suddenly came, holding the sword and the old slave, he was suddenly curious and stunned.

"I asked Mo Yu to come. It seemed to know what the old slave holding the sword was thinking, and the majestic old man said lightly.

"Lord. We're almost at the Tongtian River Valley, why don't we just go in and ......?" the old slave holding the sword was a little puzzled.

"Back then, the mud bodhisattva once said that when my Mo family reached the hundred-year catastrophe, the old man could not enter the Tongtian River Valley unless it was absolutely necessary. The majestic old man said lightly.

Airplanes!

Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword was suddenly shocked: "Old master, you have been drifting on the sea for the past few years, could it be that this is the reason?"

"Not bad. The majestic old man nodded, and said with emotion: "Only when drifting in the sea, the old man's feet do not touch the land, and naturally he will not be contaminated with cause and effect, can he continue the luck of the Mo family." ”

"But the last time you were in the East China Sea, Long Aotian and Xu Canghai fought a decisive battle in Longquan Snow Mountain, why did you go to the ancient city of the sea?" asked the old slave with a sword, curious.

Because at that time, the old man was alarmed and felt the breath of a hundred years of catastrophe. ”

Caressing his white beard, the majestic old man sighed and said, "It's a pity that the old man searched for a long time, but he still didn't find where the root of the hundred-year catastrophe was. ”

As he spoke, Mo Yu's small boat had already descended under the keel ship.

"Mo Yu, the third-generation disciple of the Mo family, has seen the old master. Mo Yu clasped his fists and saluted, and said loudly.

"I haven't seen you for three years, and my son's cultivation is extraordinary, and it seems that he is close to the 'first step'. It's not very far already. The majestic old man nodded, and there was a little more relief in the old man's eyes.

Mo Yu is the peerless genius that the old lord values the most, and now that he can have such an achievement, the old master is naturally very happy.

"Congratulations to Childe, within 20 years, you will definitely be able to take the 'first step'. "The old slave with the sword. Said respectfully.

"Yes, before you turn 50, you will definitely be able to step into the 'first step of cultivation' and strive to step into the innate at the age of 100. The majestic old man nodded, looking at Mo Yu's gaze, full of appreciation.

100 years old. For the average person, that's a lifetime.

But for the martial artists who practice the "three steps", the wonderful life has just begun.

Zhang Sanfeng, one of the "Five Uniques in the World", began to reveal his true works from the Song Dynasty and was respected by the emperors of the Song Dynasty.

In the Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty, the three dynasties changed. Zhang Sanfeng appeared in the world from time to time, shocking mortals.

Until the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Sanfeng also appeared in Mount Emei to guide the cultivation of a Taoist priest named Li Hanxu.

From the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, spanning hundreds of years, Zhang Sanfeng's figure is everywhere.

This shows that Zhang Sanfeng's lifespan has long surpassed that of ordinary people, and his martial arts have stepped into an unfathomable realm.

Even in the 21st century, how old Zhang Sanfeng lived is still a historical mystery, full of controversy, and no one knows.

But in the middle of the rivers and lakes. Many seniors are powerful, and they all feel that Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts realm, even if it is not an innate realm, I am afraid it is not much worse.

The "not much difference" here refers to the realm of "three steps of cultivation".

As long as you take the "first step", your life level will change and you will begin to march towards the "extraordinary".

Mo Yu is now in the heyday of his youth, approaching fifty years old in twenty years, if he can really step into the "first step", there is a high probability of stepping into the innate at the age of 100.

Mo Yu's excellence made the majestic old man feel good. The original worry was slightly weakened.

"Master, I don't know what you are calling me here urgently this time?" Mo Yu asked tentatively.

Mo Yu and the old master are both people who don't like nonsense, so naturally they don't need to be polite.

"Mo Yu, do you remember what the old man said when you were seven years old?" the majestic old man said lightly, stroking his white beard.

"Yes. Mo Yu nodded, and said loudly: "Old master, you once said that in twenty years, my Mo family's hundred-year catastrophe will come. ”

"If I can dodge it, my Mo family will become even stronger from this peak. ”

"If you can't escape, then my Mo family will decline from now on, and you may even be wiped out. ”

After speaking, Mo Yu said disdainfully: "But I think it is a fortune teller." It's just a trick to deceive. ”

"Now there are countless strong people in my Mo family, with a population of millions, and even Wei Lan Dashuai doesn't dare to compete. ”

"If nothing else, when the opportunity of the Sea of Death comes, this son may be able to go further. Break through to the 'first step' ahead of schedule. ”

"My Mo family is so powerful, who in the four seas is not convinced, who dares to fight?"

Mo Yu's words were magnificent, and the old slave holding the sword kept nodding his head, and the secret Mo family had only produced a Mo Yu for a thousand years, and it was really extraordinary.

However, after hearing this, the old man was cold-eyed, and said with some displeasure: "So it seems that you didn't listen to the old man's advice back then?"

"Master, you have the grace of reinvention for my son, you asked me to guardian the inheritance back then, and I have done it. ”

Mo Yu clenched his fists and said: "The champion of this inheritance sequence battle is the wild seed Mo Fei of the Lord of Feiyun Island, and Elder Keqing is an unpopular outsider Deng Jiuling. ”

"That Deng Jiuling was so bold that he actually killed Mo Liancheng and Mo Jiande, and even defiled the body of my eldest sister Mo Wu, and wanted to marry Mo Ruxue at the same time. ”

As soon as Mo Yu's words came out, the old slave holding the sword suddenly became furious: "This Deng Jiuling is really presumptuous. Is it true that there is no one in my Mo family?"

The death of Mo Jiande and Mo Liancheng was naturally known to the old slave holding the sword through the soul token enshrined in the cabin.

Even when Mo Jiande went to the Qu family to ask for relatives, the old slave with the sword was ordered by the old master to personally go to the Mo family to deliver the news.

But who killed the two young masters, but the old slave with the sword didn't know.

Now I hear the truth. The old slave holding the sword was naturally angry and wanted to kill.

"Then how do you deal with this matter?" said the majestic old man lightly.

"I asked the First Lamp Ancestor to replace Deng Jiuling, escorted Mo Fei to the inheritance land, and ordered the three armies to encircle and suppress Deng Jiuling. Mo Yu said.

"Bastard!"

Rumble!

The majestic old man roared angrily, and the sea water in all directions instantly rolled up monstrous waves, as if the heavens and the earth were shaking.

However, in the face of the thunderous pressure of the majestic old man. Mo Yu was unmoved, but said loudly: "Old master, didn't this son do something wrong?"

Mo Yu is already a nine-rank peak grandmaster, even if he asks himself that the concentration of true qi is not as good as the old master, his combat effectiveness should not be much worse.

Mo Yu was a genius back then, but he was sealed by the old master at the age of three, so that he was reduced to waste material and suffered from cynicism.

Even when he was seven years old, Mo Yu was insulted and almost died on the spot.

Although it was a crisis, the old master appeared in time to save his life and unlocked the seal, so that Mo Yu has been on the rise since then.

But from the bottom of his heart, Mo Yu hates the old master very much.

It's just that when he was young, Mo Yu had no way to resist, so he could only hide his hatred.

When he was twenty-three years old, the old lord suddenly came. asked Mo Yu to go to the trial tower, and he didn't discuss it with Mo Yu, but in a commanding tone.

At that time, Mo Yu died for the rest of his life, almost dying in the trial tower, and finally with a little luck, he broke through the hell difficulty.

But even now. The old master was still full of words, and his tone contained orders, and Mo Yu was naturally a little displeased.

"Master, Childe's choice is also correct, don't be angry. "The old slave with the sword, hurry up and persuade.

"Mo Yu, don't you think that you are now cultivating well, so you really think that there are no heroes in the world?" The majestic old man was a little angry.

In the past few days, the old master has been restless, and he always feels that something big is about to happen.

The mud bodhisattva once said that the Mo family has a hundred years of catastrophe, and this year is the last year, and it is also the year of the catastrophe.

But the day of the catastrophe came, the old master didn't know, so he could only guess.

Now when he heard Mo Yu's words, the old master suddenly understood that although he had worked hard for many years, the Mo family's hundred-year catastrophe had come.

But to the surprise of the old master, the fuse of this catastrophe was not someone else, but his most important son of the South China Sea, Mo Yu.

"You know a fart, then Deng Jiuling also has a name, called - Dragon! Proud of God!" the old man scolded sharply.

"Old master, could it be that this Deng Jiuling is the one who fought with Xu Canghai in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain of the East China Sea?" Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword was immediately moved.

"Long Aotian is ranked as the god of war in the East China Sea, but Xu Canghai is just a beginner grandmaster, that is, Deng Jiuling has a slight reputation in the East China Sea, but how can this son be afraid of him?" Mo Yu was a little disdainful.

"Childe, don't you know, when the old master was in the East China Sea, he was vigilant, and he felt that a hundred-year catastrophe might come at any time, which happened when he met Deng Jiuling. ”

The old slave holding the sword looked solemn: "This time, Deng Jiuling came to the Tongtian River Valley alone, but he rolled up monstrous waves, and it is very likely that this person is my Mo family's century-old catastrophe." ”

"Even if this person is not a hundred-year catastrophe, but the life and death crisis of my Mo family, I'm afraid it will start because of this person, son, you are in a big disaster, hey!"

Rumble!

As soon as the majestic old man's words came out, Mo Yu's cold face appeared ugly for the first time.