Moon, night.

The moon is in the heart of the sky, and the night enters the hearts of the people.

Most of the people on the team were asleep, but the one who wasn't part of the team was awake.

Awake, standing on the top of the mountain, looking east.

The moonlight cast his shadow at his feet, short, small, dark.

It was his state of mind at this time.

"Kuroshio ......"

Mo Ye looked at his own shadow, and also looked at the dark edge of the sky in the distance, and let out a long sigh, like a sword.

He knew the Kuroshio, he had seen it elsewhere long before "Journey to the West", and he had even contained it in his own body.

"Sword twenty-three!" Mo Xie raised his hand, crushed and scattered the sword-like qi in front of him, and the sword path in his hand was unfolded, only twenty-two changes, and the moves were all mortal bones.

But he called it "Sword Twenty-Three".

Sword Twenty-Three is not in his hands, in his body, in his brain, but in the sky.

Sword Twenty-Three is the Black Tide that is devouring the world, or that Black Tide is a collection of sword qi derived from the endless Sword Twenty-Three.

The Sword of Hell is creating Hell.

Empty hell.

Mo Xie withdrew his fingers and sat down.

He was drenched in sweat.

Obviously, the force value he holds has surpassed the world of "Fengyun" several times, and it is clear that even Emperor Shakti is just a rookie who can step on his feet in front of him, but he still can't understand and use the twenty-third sword of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" - even if he once carried the ultimate sword qi, even if the hell created by that sword qi is in front of him at this moment.

He didn't know how this sword qi came to this plane, maybe this was the design of the Lone Lantern Dao people, maybe even the Lone Lantern Dao people couldn't eradicate this hell sword, only expelled it, after all, one of the doppelgangers of the Lone Lantern Dao people was destroyed under this sword qi.

The twenty-third sword does have the power to destroy the world.

But it's not unhackable.

Right now, Mo Xie is studying the way to crack it, but so far he still can't enter it.

"Sword Twenty-Three...... I can't figure it out. ”

Mo Xie muttered and got up again, and continued to exhale and dance his fingers to deduce the swordsmanship.

This dance is all night.

After dawn the next day, Chen Xuanzang pointed to Mo Ye's eyes and was stunned: "Young man, be modest, as the saying goes: young people don't know ......."

The monkey on the side hurriedly blocked Chen Xuanzang's mouth with a branch.

The monkey dragged Mo Ye to a place where there was no one, and he looked Mo Ye up and down with a pair of fiery eyes, and saw that Mo Ye was uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xie asked.

"You're a little different. Monkey said.

"Why is it different?" Mo Xie was puzzled, and at the same time his heart was weak.

He didn't explain because he had deduced all night last night and found nothing, and he still hadn't been able to touch the side of Sword Twenty-Three, and he couldn't even figure out whether he was moving forward or backwards.

Since the development of the 'Concussion Sword', he has not made any great progress in his kendo, and all the subsequent moves have been based on the characteristics of the 'Concussion Sword'.

In terms of strength, he is no different from his yesterday self.

And the heart is weak because the black tide in the sky is related to Sword Twenty-Three, that is, it is related to him, if it weren't for the existence of his variable, the Dugu Sword Saint would never have left this kind of sword qi behind, and even Mo Xie suspected that the 'Sword Twenty-Three' created by the Dugu Sword Saint was different from the original 'Sword Twenty-Three'.

Just when Mo Xie was empty and puzzled, the monkey put away his fiery eyes: "The sword qi in your body is full of righteousness, and the middle is peaceful, it should be that I have lost my eyes." ”

The monkey patted Mo Ye on the shoulder and left.

Mo Xie smiled bitterly: "Brother Monkey, I was almost scared to death by you." ”

After a simple breakfast, they continued their journey through the mountains.

The weather in the mountains was changeable, and after walking for more than two miles, it suddenly began to rain in the sky.

"According to the map shown in front of the Pansi Cave, the grain can't stand to be drenched, and it is expedient to avoid the rain. Chen Xuanzang flipped through the map and commanded everyone to hurry.

"Do you know it's Pansi Cave or go?" Mo Ye didn't understand a little.

"Reincarnation so many times, we are tired, they are also tired, the same end of the world has fallen people, it is no problem to borrow an eaves to avoid the rain. Monkey said.

Mo Xie Mo just rubbed his eyebrows and cheered up.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had arrived in front of the Pansi Cave, and the monkey unceremoniously beat up the virtual image of the "Pansi Villa" conjured up by the phantom array outside the cave, and shouted towards the cave: "The people who learn the scriptures come here to spend the night!

No one responded to him, the cave was covered with cobwebs, and Sha Seng and Bajie worked together to move the cart into the cave, and everyone was wet.

Chen Xuanzang, who was mortal in flesh and body, couldn't help but shiver, he took some dry wood from the car and wanted to light a fire, and at this time the cave responded: "It's okay to avoid the rain!

It was a woman's voice, and it was very tactful, but no one who entered the cave to take shelter from the rain showed the slightest interest in it.

This is the Pansi Cave, and there are only spiders in the Pansi Cave.

"Got it, got it. Chen Xuanzang smiled awkwardly, put away the dry firewood, and only rubbed his hands on his chest.

Cold.

This rain is so cold, so cold that it makes people sleepy.

Mo Ye leaned on the wheels of the cart and fell asleep.

The rain hits the leaves and rocks, and the sound is chaotic.

Clutter to a certain point is quiet.

Cancel each other out to get quiet.

Mo Xie is at the point where everything is off.

He couldn't hear the rain, he couldn't hear the wind, he couldn't even hear his own breathing or his heartbeat.

But he saw it.

He saw the trail of the rain falling, the trail of the wind, the relaxation of his breath, the pulse of the blood, and the movement of his inner breath.

He seemed to be looking at himself, and as if he was looking at heaven and earth, at a strange angle.

It seems to be inside the body, as if it is outside the body. It seems to be underground, as if it is in the sky.

The perspective begins to rotate, the inside rotates, the outside rotates, the sky rotates, and the earth rotates.

He suddenly wanted to throw up.

Then he threw up.

"Gross!"

Mo Xie tilted his head, and a pile of paste-like things were all pasted on Zhu Bajie, who leaned over Mo Ye with a bowl at some point.

Zhu Bajie's body is paste, and the bowl is also paste, his body is smelly, and the bowl is rancid.

"I said that this thing can't be eaten anymore, second junior brother, even if you eat it yourself, you still want to harm others?" The monkey pulled away Zhu Bajie, who was almost jumping to his feet, and at the same time straightened Mo Xie.

"Are you awake?" the monkey's eyes flashed with gold.

Mo Ye spit out a large puddle of something, almost more than the amount of food he had eaten in the morning, and his eyes rolled a little involuntarily: "How long have I slept?"

The rain outside was still falling, and Mo Ye's body was cold, even the Qilin arm, which was hot all year round, was also cold.

Only the puddle of paste on the ground was steaming.

"It's already night. The monkey replied, and then he called the sand monk, "Senior Brother Sha, clean up this place, people will lend us a place to shelter from the rain, we can't make other people's places dirty." ”