This piece of peach forest is just like the general scene when he came out here, Mo Jian thought about it, and when he saw the vicissitudes of life in this realm, he muttered in his mouth: "Everything in the world is a drop in the ocean, there is life and death, there is death and there is life, there is a way that is ninety-nine to one, and there is a way to break and then stand!"

Mo Jianxin slowly walked out of this world, he returned to the snowfield, looked at the inky black long sword in his hand, gently rubbed its sword (shēn), and muttered: "You let me see these scenes, go through these fights, the ultimate goal, I think I know ......"

"Is the ultimate state of killing to stop killing? Is the ultimate point of killing the way to return to nature and return to the basics?"

As soon as Mo Jianxin's words fell, the long sword in his hand emitted a subtle sword sound, accompanied by the sound of the sword, and the slight trembling, as if he agreed with Mo Jianxin's words again.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Mo Jianxin's mouth couldn't help but grin slightly, and then, he put the broken sword behind his back (shēn) and slowly walked towards the attic where Ji Ling was.

Looking at Ji Ling, who was sleeping on the corner of his mouth with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth in front of him, Mo Jianxin suddenly panicked, Ji Ling's attic was transformed by the Xuanyuan Sword, and it was impossible for anyone to attack it, the only explanation was that something went wrong in the process of his cultivation!

Mo Jianxin didn't dare to call Ji Ling at the moment, for fear that he would delay Ji Ling's rest, although he was anxious, but his hand was still extremely gentle, he slowly checked Ji Ling's pulse, and after a few breaths, he slowly let go of his frowning brows, and said in his heart: "Boss, it's good that you don't have anything to do, otherwise your cultivation has gone wrong, and Jian Xin can't do anything......"

Mo Jianxin put up a quilt for Ji Ling, dipped some water with his fingers, wiped it on Ji Ling's wrinkled lips, and sat aside, leaning on Ji Ling's (chuáng), and slowly fell asleep......

After a while, Ji Ling's consciousness gradually woke up, and his face became ruddy, at this time, he felt that he was full of strength up and down, and his mental state was also excellent, he slowly sat up (shēn), and wanted to go outside the attic to see if Mo Jianxin had succeeded, however, as soon as he was together, he saw Mo Jianxin who was napping with his eyes closed, and suddenly there was a lot less worry in his heart, looking at the latter's tired face, he secretly said in his heart: " Kenshin's trip must have experienced a lot of bloody storms, and even though he was already asleep, the aura on him (shēn) was still filled with a trace of murderous aura!"

Thinking of this, Ji Ling (yù) wanted to move Mo Jianxin to (chuáng) and let him rest for a while, however, what he didn't expect was that although his movements were so light-hearted, he still woke Mo Jianxin up......

"Kenshin, go to (chuáng) to rest, you must have experienced a lot during this time, and the tired face is so obvious on your face. ”

"It's out of the way, boss, I'm relieved to see you wake up... That's right...", Mo Jianxin took out the ink-black long sword from behind his back, put it in front of Ji Ling, and said, "Boss, look, is this sword?"

Looking at the long sword in front of him, Ji Ling instantly thought of the 'sword' (tào) outfit that was also ink-black all over, but extremely gorgeous and majestic!

He slowly nodded to Mo Jianxin and said, "That's good! Jianxin, you finally did it!"

Then, he took Mo Jianxin and turned into a streamer and entered Zheng in the middle of Xuanyuan

After wearing a (tào) cicada wing protective film for Mo Jianxin, he took Mo Jianxin into the flame world.

"Master, apprentice Ji Lingte and his fourth brother Mo Jianxin came to visit!"

"Let's do without the common rites. After finishing, Jian Lao looked at the ink-black long sword in Ji Ling's hand, frowned slightly, and said, "You found it?"

After Ji Ling heard this, he shook his head and said, "The person who found this sword is not a disciple, but Mo Jianxin. After finishing, he pulled Mo Jianxin in front of Jian Lao.

Looking at Mo Jianxin, who had a solemn expression in front of him, and invisibly revealed a trace of murderous aura up and down (shēn), the pupils in Jian Lao's eyes gradually turned golden, and he glanced at Mo Jianxin up and down.

And, the moment Mo Jianxin came into contact with Jian Lao's eyes, he felt that all his secrets were seen through by Jian Lao in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat for a while, but he didn't dare to breathe!

"That's right, Kill! It's in line with this (tào) outfit, well... The experience has been a little bumpy, and the heart has not been lost, to be precise, you are revenge and killing!"

After finishing, Jian Lao withdrew his gaze, his golden pupils returned to normal, Jian Lao turned his eyes to look at Ji Ling, and said, "Ling, this brother of yours, recognized by the teacher, do you know who this 'sword' (tào) pretends to be?"

Ji Ling was overjoyed for a moment when he heard that Jian Lao agreed with his brother, however, after hearing Jian Lao's latter question, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Master, isn't this your unexpected gain?"

Hearing this, Jian Lao smiled and said: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, this is handed over to Wei Shi by a brother of Wei Shi, he wants to let Wei Shi find a successor for him, and the premise of inheriting his mantle is to be able to meet three conditions." ”

At this point, Jian Lao paused, his gaze turned to Mo Jianxin, and continued: "The first condition is to major in the killing Dao! And there is no evil in his heart! The second condition is to meet the apprentice who is a teacher and become a sibling brother by fate, and the third condition is to obtain the main part of his randomly separated 'sword' (tào) outfit, that is, the long sword that is inky black!"

"These three conditions are indispensable, everything is due to the Great Dao, everything is arranged by fate..."

Hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Ji Ling's eyes, and he said, "Master, then according to you, Jian Xin is the candidate who meets all these conditions!"

After seeing the sword elder nodding slightly, Ji Ling was happy for Mo Jianxin from the bottom of his heart, and he hurriedly said to Mo Jianxin: "Jian Xin, quickly, quickly put on the 'sword' (tào) costume, so that you can worship a powerful person as a teacher!"

Jian Lao looked at Ji Ling's eager appearance, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Fool, I see that you are in a hurry, you have to let this child wear it before the teacher has taken the (tào) load, it's really..."

After Ji Ling heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said to Jian Lao: "It's that the apprentice is too anxious, and the apprentice is stupid..."

After a pause, Ji Ling respectfully saluted the old sword and said, "Apprentice respectfully asks the master to take out the 'sword' (tào) suit!" With that, he pushed Mo Jianxin with his shoulder and motioned for the latter to make a move.

And after Mo Jianxin saw Ji Ling like this, he also keenly saluted the sword elder and said, "Junior Mo Jianxin, respectfully ask the senior to take the treasure!"