It is said that the people of the Great Jin Kingdom have increased by millions, and the trees in the mountains have added a little more antiquity, and the birds on the branches have already returned home. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The time of three years is like a white horse passing by, like a flower blooming, like a great river going east, the moment of the past has long since disappeared, leaving only a sigh of future generations. At that time, the Mo Jiazhuang in Iron and Stone City has long ceased to exist, Mo Jinnan, who is strong in martial arts and dominates one side, or Mo Qingsong, who is extremely clever and calculating, has entered the six realms of reincarnation, and the people of the Mo family are not lonely on the Huangquan Road, and it is also the right ancestor of the Mo family to go together, what a great irony this is!

As the so-called dry has no image, the ninety-five supreme, as soon as the ninety-nine arrives, it will return to the earth. Today's Ironstone City has a new look, and it is more brilliant and prosperous than it was at the beginning, all thanks to the original design of the murder of the Mo family, the Li City Lord's family has laid the foundation for the development of the Ironstone City.

It's been three years, Mo Wen has grown taller and his body has grown a lot stronger, the only thing that is remarkable is that he has lost some innocence, but in exchange for a little greenness.

Up to now, Mo Wen has been cultivating with the old Tao for three years, until this day.

"Don't ask, come in for a while. The old man's kind voice came from the cave, and Mo Wen, who was cultivating outside the cave, said "Ao" and entered the cave.

As soon as he walked into the cave, the old man in rags and unkempt clothes patted Mo Wen's shoulder with a smile, and kept praising Mo Wen for growing taller and sensible, but when he asked Mo Wen about cultivation, the old face suddenly collapsed, because Mo Wen replied hesitantly, "Four layers of Qi training." ”

The words "four layers of qi training" were so hung that this immortal cultivation master Tieshi was so angry that he vomited blood.

"I said what the hell did you kid do, it took three years and a lot of elixirs from the old way to ... Only practiced the fourth layer of qi, is there any mistake, do you believe that I will beat you kid to the fourth layer of hell?" said angrily, although Mo Wen's physique was not very good, but he broke the record of the slowest cultivation of immortals.

Mo Wen lowered his head in shame, not daring to face him as a cheap master. Because as the old Tao said, in the past three years, Mo Wen has eaten hundreds of Gathering Spirit Pills, but he has no choice but to be beautiful, so he is stunned to let him spin in place, and his progress is slow.

Mo Wen's cultivation is not high, and the most worrying thing is the old way, and now he finally knows what a failed master he is, so much so that he has the idea of sending Mo Wen to the Immortal Cultivation Sect to practice.

However, the most gratifying thing for Lao Dao is that Mo Wen This kid is indeed a "good" disciple, so that Lao Dao is addicted to being a master. (In terms of waiting)

Lao Dao looked at Mo Wen, his only disciple, and unconsciously felt a little warm in his heart, he was alone, he didn't expect Lao Lai to receive a closed disciple, he was not very happy in his heart, but Mo Wen's cultivation really surprised him, others can practice to the seventh layer in three years, and Mo Wen is only the fourth layer, how can this not make Lao Dao angry.

Mo Wen saw the displeasure of the old way, he was ashamed, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"Don't ask" for a long time, the old Tao shouted.

"Hmm" Mo Wen heard Lao Dao call him, raised his head and glanced at Lao Dao, and quickly lowered his head.

"Do you know why I took you as an apprentice?" After a while, Lao Dao asked slowly, and there was no joy or anger in his words.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and said, "The disciple doesn't know, and I hope that the master will see the teaching." ”

Lao Dao nodded, his expression silent, as if he had something on his mind.

"You're a simple child, and I like you like that. I practiced all my life, but because I didn't have good qualifications, I couldn't reach that last step, so I regretted it for the rest of my life. But you are different, you have a very good mind, which is the basis for you to step into that last step, although the cultivation is a little slower, but laying a good foundation will have a crucial impact on your future. I accept you in the hope of..."

Lao Dao was about to continue, suddenly raised his head without any warning, looked out of the cave, his eyes were extremely solemn, and then turned around, quickly broke off a ring from his finger and stuffed it into Mo Wen's hand, and said eagerly: "This is a storage ring, all my things are in it, after I leave for a while, you take out a letter from it, don't wait for me, you leave quickly, and then go to Zhao Kingdom to find Xianyun Sect, give the letter to the sect master of Xianyun Sect, and he will help me take care of you." After that, without giving Mo a chance to ask, he turned into a golden ray and flashed out of the cave and disappeared into the sky.

Mo Wen stood in the cave in a daze, not understanding what was going on, why Lao Dao left in a hurry, and asked him to go to the Immortal Cloud Sect of Zhao State, which was completely like explaining what was going on. But he didn't think much about it, he still practiced as usual, he didn't believe that the old way would never go back, and the old way was so powerful. But this time he guessed wrong, Lao Dao really never came back, Mo Wen never saw Lao Dao since then, this is a later story.

It is said that after Lao Dao left, Mo Wen waited for three months, perhaps looking forward to Lao Dao's return, which allowed him to reach the fifth level of Qi training. However, at this time, Mo Wen did not look happy at all, if it was three months ago, he would definitely show off to Lao Dao, but now he does not have this opportunity.

Frustrated, Mo Wen cleaned up, then knelt outside the cave and kowtowed nine times inside, and finally reluctantly left the big mountain where he had lived for more than three years.

Mo Wen remembered that Lao Dao asked him to go to Zhao Kingdom to find the Xianyun Sect before leaving, and there was a letter in his storage ring to be handed over to the Sect Master of the Xianyun Sect, so he was going to leave for the Xianyun Sect.

Zhao Guo, Luoshuang County.

After half a year, Mo Wen finally crossed the heavy mountain and came to Luoshuang County of Zhao at the junction of Zhao and Jin. (Half a year, the heavier the mountain, to Luoshuang County, Luozhou, Zhaoguo.) )

Although it took a long time, Mo Wen also got a great temper, although there were no high-level demon clans in the big mountains, but those little demons who had cultivated for more than ten hundred years were in groups. Mo Wen had encountered several waves in the mountains before, one of which hit a small silver-leaved wolf and almost killed Huangquan, but fortunately, he was lucky, fell into a ravine, and hung on a tree to save himself. Maybe it was God's mercy, there were some red fruits on the branches, which were swallowed by Mo Wen, who didn't know the situation, but he broke through the next day, which made him feel a little inexplicable.

When he came to Zhao, Mo Wen was a little uncomfortable, because the people of Zhao were different from the people of Jin, Zhao was in the north of the mainland, while the Jin people were southern, and the people of Zhao liked to wear shorter and more capable clothes, while the people of Jin preferred to wear long-sleeved robes and more formal clothes. Different regions lead to different cultural customs.

Mo Wen is a native of the Jin Kingdom, but he doesn't know that Mo Tian, the ancestor of the Mo family, is actually a native of the Zhao Kingdom, and when Mo Wen came to the Zhao Kingdom, he can be regarded as returning to his ancestral land.

Standing on the wide streets of White Tiger City, the second largest city in Luoshuang County, looking at the endless flow of carriages and crowds of people, Mo Wen was dumbfounded. In his eyes, the tall White Tiger City simply subverted his previous understanding of the city, and he used to think that the magnificent Iron and Stone City was not worth mentioning in front of the White Tiger City, whether it was the scale or the flow of people, it was incomparable.

Mo Wen knew that he had never seen the world, so he asked someone to inquire, it turned out that White Tiger City was a big border city of Zhao State, and hundreds of thousands of elite troops of Zhao State were stationed outside the city, and Iron and Stone City was just a small mountain town, and the two were not the same grade at all, Mo Wen was even amazed by Iron and Stone City, not to mention White Tiger City?

Mo Wen walked around the city for a while, and suddenly saw a restaurant, he felt a little hungry in his stomach, so he entered the restaurant. There were a lot of vacant seats in the restaurant, so he casually found a four-corner table and sat down, called Xiao Er, ordered some wine and food, and ate and drank by himself. When Mo Wen was young, he should have a low status and had never eaten anything good, but the meals he ordered today were among the best dishes in the White Tiger City, and the wine was also a good wine, in short, he enjoyed a desire for meat.

After being full of wine and food, Mo Wen suddenly felt that it was not enough to enjoy it, and he thought to himself that maybe there would be no chance of such enjoyment in the future, so he called Xiao Er to bring a few jars of good wine, wanting to drink a good drink, but he didn't expect him to be drunk this time, if this matter was seen by other immortal cultivators, Mo Wen would definitely be despised to death. An immortal cultivator was actually drunk, if this was spread out, everyone in the cultivation world would have to laugh.

Mo Wen is an immortal cultivator, he has never touched alcohol before, he saw Lao Dao drinking every day, he had the idea of drinking, but he didn't know how long he slept, and now he woke up slowly.

When he awoke, he found himself lying in a mass grave. Mass graves are also heard from the old way, generally if it is a criminal who has committed a heinous crime, the court will not bury them after death, their bodies will be thrown into the mass grave, let the wind and rain blow, be divided by the wolf or rot, no one will care, so the mass grave has become a famous place of great murder, since ancient times, no one cares, don't ask why it is here, we don't know.

The pile of dead people has always been very terrifying, Mo Wen was frightened at this time, although he is an immortal cultivator, it does not mean that he is not afraid of anything.

Not to mention the dry bones of the dead, what made Mo Wen feel even more frightened was that there was a whining sound from time to time in the distance, accompanied by the silence in the darkness, forming a super terrifying picture against the background of this mountain of corpses.

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