In the past year or so, a lot of things have happened, the Shuntian Dynasty has started a war in the Northern Wilderness tribe, the Yundian Empire in the West is also about to move, Lin Huarun led 100,000 iron troops to suppress it, these court events have always been very popular among the folk storytellers.

There are also many major events under the temples of the world. The youngest Great Sword Saint Mo Sheng of the Sword Saint Pavilion had just been born for less than half a year, and he had returned to the sect and could not go into retreat.

In addition, I heard that a blind high priest from the Northern Barbarian Department had realized the heavenly opportunity and borrowed heavenly soldiers to dare to wage war against the most powerful Shuntian Dynasty, and in these few months, there were many victories and defeats, which had never been seen in thousands of years.

As for the rumors that there have been more than a year of sudden immortals on Qingfeng Mountain, it has still become a popular topic of conversation on the street paths.

Halfway up that Qingfeng Mountain, Young Master Mo, who was abducted and tricked up the mountain at a certain corner, was really tortured for more than a year.

What about the young master Mo who used to have too little skin and tender meat, but now? At first glance, he really looks like a peasant child.

Fortunately, this kind of hard life has come to an end, and yesterday the master told him to let him go down the mountain to practice.

He was very happy at first, then very depressed, and now he is still thinking about whether to go down the mountain.

He thinks that his parents sent him out of the house, isn't that exactly what they meant to drive him away? It's been almost two years, and he hasn't sent a single letter, so where is there still a trace of affection? If he really went down the mountain, he really didn't know where he was going for a while.

And I am used to living in the mountains, although I still have to be beaten every day, depending on the fact that the skin is about to be beaten to steel in the past two years, I don't feel so painful.

Occasionally, I can live five or six moves with the second senior sister, and I can also live one or two moves with the senior brother to launch a surprise attack, and I feel extremely proud in my heart.

The ink tears who refused to go up the mountain alive or dead, and now they refuse to go down the mountain alive or dead, and a Taoist person patiently persuaded on the side, "Disciple, I finally learned this skill, if I don't go down the mountain to show off, the hardships of the past two years will really be in vain." ”

With a smile on his face, he showed two rows of neat white teeth, and said, "Master, how dangerous it is to go down the mountain! If I don't mix up on the mountain and be the best in the world, how dare I go down the mountain easily?"

What if I meet another robber in broad daylight, and I have no money on me, and I do kill me?"

Yifan Daoist smiled dryly and wryly, "Don't you just want silver? ”

A fan Taoist put a worn-out cloth bag on Mo Tear's hand, and Mo Tear weighed it, and was very satisfied.

Except for a piece of broken silver, everything else is a worn copper plate, and I don't know if it was for hundreds of years of begging.

Mo Tear tied the cloth bag tightly in a serious manner, handed it back to the master, and said, "Your old man's money, you should keep it for yourself." You don't really want me to go down the mountain, do you?"

Yifan Daoist said loudly, "Of course, our sect rules. Besides, the teacher still expects you to make a name for yourself, and when the time comes, these thatched houses will become big houses, and you will be happy to think about it. ”

Mo Tear grinned and said, "Forget it, just the four of us took the name of the Ten Thousand Sect at random, and I really thought it was the Great Gate Sect, and now the name of the Ten Thousand Sect is probably not used at all." ”

A Taoist pretended to think and said, "Yes, the teacher has re-taken a well-known name called the Invincible Gate, and when you go to the world in the future, you will take out this name, and you will definitely be scared to death." ”

Mo Tear grinned, "It's right to be amused, okay, Master, don't laugh, really let me go down the mountain to experience the experience, you won't be afraid that I will go home and enjoy the blessings." ”

Yifan Daoist shook his head, "If this is the case, it can only prove that I have seen the wrong person, and from now on, you will not see the poor Dao." ”

Mo was stunned for a moment, inexplicably a little sad, and said indifferently, "Okay, I'm tired of staying on the mountain, go back and enjoy Qingfu." ”

Yifan Daoist gritted his teeth and stopped, "I'm going in the wrong direction, the way down the mountain is here." ”

Mo tears shone on his hands, and walked forward happily, "I have to say goodbye to the senior brother and the second senior sister." ”

Yifan Daoist looked at his back and said to himself, "As a teacher, I really hope that you can go home and enjoy Qingfu." ”

Coming to the green bamboo forest, the second senior sister Zhou Anyue sat cross-legged on the stone slab. Seeing Mo Tear walking slowly, he said seriously, "I'm here to fight again." ”

Mo Tear suddenly stopped, saluted extremely seriously and respectfully, and said calmly, "Master asked me to go down the mountain to practice, and I came to say goodbye to my second uncle and sister." ”

The second senior sister was slightly startled, to hide the loss in her heart, slowly turned her back, and pretended to scold angrily, "Go quickly, lest I have to fight you hard." ”

Mo Tear saluted again and said calmly, "Second Senior Sister, I'm leaving, take care of yourself." ”

Zhou Anyue couldn't help but turn around, but she heard footsteps, but she didn't look back.

Mo Tear suddenly stopped, and said with a smile, "Second Senior Sister, there is something I have to tell you, you are not a big boss, it's time to consider getting married."

The senior brother is very good, but he is a little too wooden, and the possibility of expecting him to take the initiative to say those three words to you is a bit small.

When the second senior sister meets a man like the senior brother, it's good to take the initiative. ”

The parting sadness in the second senior sister's heart was instantly dissipated by a few words of ink tears, and she yelled while turning around, "If you don't leave again, I'll throw you off the mountain with a stick, how about it?"

The second senior sister saw that the figure of Mo Tear had already walked away, smiled slightly, and said quietly, "Take care, little junior brother." ”

When he came to the lake, the senior brother stood on the shore and quietly looked at the middle of the lake, and before the ink tears could speak, the senior brother took the lead and said, "Little junior brother, I'm here to say goodbye,"

Mo Tear nodded quietly and also bowed.

This omniscient elder brother seems to be like a roundworm in his stomach, no matter what he wants to do, the senior brother can always know.

Senior Brother's face was extremely calm, without a trace of twists and turns, and said indifferently, "After going down the mountain, be more careful." ”

Mo tears hummed and saluted again.

When I came to the way down the mountain, I saw that the master was standing there, and he bowed respectfully and said solemnly, "Master, the disciple has gone down the mountain, please take care." ”

A mortal Taoist turned a deaf ear, with a serious face, completely lacking the appearance of the hippie smiling face before.

Mo Tear knows very well that this ever-changing master may have important things to explain at this time.

Which young student doesn't want to go down the mountain to become famous after completing his studies, so many sects will set up rules for going down the mountain.

And what about this eldest young master of the Mo family? If he really told him that he had to make a few moves in his hands, I am afraid that Mo Tear would really smile and lie on the mountain and not leave.

Therefore, a mortal Taoist can only implicitly say, "There is one last lesson to teach you as a teacher." ”

Often seeing Master's expression like this means that nothing good has happened. Ink Tears asked cautiously, "What?"

The figure of a fan Taoist flashed, and he flew him out with a palm, and said fiercely, "If you don't want to go down the mountain with broken arms and legs, try your best to win as a teacher." ”

Mo Tear hurriedly adjusted his body and landed smoothly, before he could scold the madman, the ghost-like figure came to him again.

Yifan Daoren's face was extremely calm, he waved his palms casually, and Mo Tear tried his best to dodge, and was forced to resist, while shouting loudly, "You, you, are you crazy?"

Yifan Daoist was still expressionless, and said quietly, "If you don't want to die in my hands, defeat me." ”

As he spoke, the ink tears had been hit several times, and the force of each blow on his body increased exponentially.

After a while, Mo Tear was obviously unable to resist, and shouted in his heart, "It's not good, if you continue like this, you will die." ”

Ink Tears kicked violently, and his body flew backwards, and just as he was about to land, a foot kicked him in the abdomen.

Ink Tears hurriedly crossed her hands.

With a bang, the ink tears hit the trunk of the tree, and fell to the ground, and after a while, he slapped the ground, held the hilt of the sword behind his back, pulled it down violently, and hurriedly mobilized his vitality, urging the Eight Heat Hell, and instantly exuded a dazzling red glow on his body.

He gradually raised his sword forward, his eyes were as fierce as a beast, his face was extremely calm, and he said lightly, "If Master wants to fight, I will accompany you to fight." ”

Yifan Daoist smiled sincerely, hooked up at will, and inserted the wooden sword on his back into the ground, and said quietly, "The three-foot Dao sword, cast by Antarctic fine wood, has followed the poor road for many years, if you can win it, you will go down the mountain." ”

Mo tearfully scolded, "You madman, you are the one who wants me to go down the mountain, and you are the one who doesn't let me go down the mountain, what do you want?"

Yifan Taoist said freely, "It's better to be careful of the wooden sword, right?"

The wooden sword inserted in the ground trembled in a trembling way, and with a swoop, it flew out violently.

Mo Tear's eyes were startled, and he hurriedly turned his head to dodge, only to see a streamer of light passing across his cheek, and then a bloody mark appeared on his face.

Before Mo Tear could react, a small cut was made on his face, and in an instant, the wooden sword was cut off from his back.

Mo Tear's ears trembled slightly, listening to the strong whistling sound, his expression was shocked, and he hurriedly raised his sword above his head to resist.

The wooden sword fell, and with a bang, Mo Tear slammed on one knee on the ground, feeling that this was a wooden sword, which was clearly like a mountain, and he trembled all over, and his knee on the ground slowly sank into the dirt.

Ink Tears hurriedly leaned her body back, and with a roll, the wooden sword slashed to the ground, leaving a deep and terrifying mark.

There was almost no time gap, and the wooden sword pierced through the air again,

Mo Tear reacted quickly, the horizontal sword in front, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, supporting the sword body with the other, and taking half a step back with one foot, with a posture of wanting to block the sword

With a sonorous sound, the tip of the wooden sword and the sword body of the blood-killing heavy sword collided, and Mo Tear's face trembled instantly, and he struggled to support it, his feet slowly sank into the ground, and he drew two traces backwards, and slammed into the big tree before he stopped the backward trend.

Mo Tear barely opened his eyes, and saw a stream of air generated around the high-speed rotating wooden sword rushing forward like a whirlpool, clenching his teeth, roaring, and violently exerting his whole body, knocking the wooden sword out of the air.

A moment later, the wooden sword turned its head again, pointed at him, and roared. Mo Tear's eyes moved, a red light flashed, and he slapped a palm at random, and the fire in the palm of his palm quickly rushed out.

Mo Tear smiled slightly, no matter how powerful that sword is, it is made of wood after all, can you not be afraid of flames?

Seeing a red light flashing in the sea of fire in front of him, getting bigger and bigger, about to break through the firelight, Mo Tear quickly lowered his head, a strong wind passed his head, and he turned back in horror, and saw several trees being forced straight through, and the wooden sword hung straight on his forehead.

A mortal Taoist hooked his hand, the wooden sword flew back to his back, and Zhengse said, "Between heaven and earth, the most unpredictable thing is the human heart, no matter how fierce and cruel the beasts and monsters are, after all, they can't compare to the unfathomable cruelty of the human heart."

How can you know? What if Master will draw his sword against you one day? The most terrifying thing in this world is self-righteousness, don't look at it as just a wooden sword, but as everyone knows, it is more powerful than a divine weapon.

You have to remember. People's hearts are unpredictable, so pay attention to everything. There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky. This is the last lesson that the teacher will give you. As for the other avenues, you have to slowly understand them yourself. ”

Yifan Daoist took out a small ball behind him, handed it to Mo Tear, and continued, "Take this, pull out this thread on it and throw it out when life and death are at stake." But save your life, remember! This thing can't fall into the hands of anyone else, or the world will be in chaos. ”

Mo Tear took it casually, slowly tied the sword with the strip of cloth, leaned on his back, and left with a snort.

A Taoist quietly watched.

Mo Tear walked out of the door two steps, suddenly stopped, turned around, knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you Master for your teachings, and keep it in mind." ”

Yifan Daoist nodded quietly, waved his hand, and said earnestly, "Go, go down the mountain, take a good look at this world." ”

Mo Tear slowly stood up and turned to leave, behind the seemingly firm steps, tears had already filled his eyes.

I don't know when, Li Susu and Zhou Anyue suddenly appeared, standing on both sides of a mortal Taoist, quietly watching the tears leave.

Li Susu looked into the distance and asked calmly, "Master, just let the little junior brother go down the mountain like this, aren't you afraid that the little junior brother will encounter danger?"

Yifan Daoist did not answer, but said to himself, "There is something that I have never understood." ”

"What's the matter?" asked Li Susu curiously.

Yifan Taoist sighed again and again, "It can be big or small, as big as hundreds of millions of people, as small as one person." It's so hard, it's so hard, I have to think about it. ”

Yifan turned around quietly and walked towards the hut.

Li Susu and Zhou Anyue glanced at each other, and then quickly flashed their eyes, and after smiling at each other, they were a little at a loss, and walked forward without saying a word.

Zhou Anyue wanted to speak several times, but it was always right in her throat.

Li Susu said calmly, "Second Senior Sister, I'm going to see Xiaopi, do you want to go together?"

Zhou Anyue was slightly startled and said with a smile, "Okay!"

Li Susu smiled slightly and walked forward quietly.

Zhou Anyue quietly followed behind the senior brother, not speaking, not speaking, only the undisguised joy in her eyes.