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A golden pillar of light descended from the sky, and a figure in the pillar of light raised its arms, as if resisting the oppression from the sky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But in the end, it was a failure, and manpower could not fight the sky, and he landed on the high mountain.

"Hmm. ”

At the foot is the altar, the formation, and the Tao.

Is it an old man, a Taoist, an enemy or a friend?

There was no need to draw the sword, because the sword was already in his hand, and when he felt that he couldn't resist the power of the fall and couldn't break through the shackles of the pillar of light, Mo Xie danced a set of sword styles to protect his body.

The 40,000 points in his pocket may not be enough to offset the side effects of another 'Concussive Sword'.

"There is no need for this, I have no ill will towards those who have dragon blood. ”

The white-robed old man stood in front of Mo Ye with a calm face, he bare his hands on his chest, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

Mo Xie didn't speak, he just pointed the tip of the sword in his hand at the ground obliquely, it seemed to be a gesture of fighting, but only he knew that this was the starting style of the 'Concussion Sword'.

The previous 'Yan Chixia' obviously had a relationship with the old man in front of him, and this relationship could be defined as an 'accomplice' in Mo Ye's opinion.

"Where is Yan Chixia?"

It was by no means the real Yan Chixia who was torn apart by Mo Ye before, and the real Yan Chixia would never destroy the magic weapon she had worked so hard to refine so easily, and it was not Yan Chixia's style to show gorgeous moves from the beginning. Similarly, tying a weak woman to a stone pillar is definitely not something Yan Chixia can do.

Yan Chixia is not in Kyoto, and Yan Chixia is not in the Stone Forest, Mo Xie knows that the impostor and the old man in front of him must know the news of Yan Chixia, and even Yan Chixia has accidentally fallen into their hands.

"Yan Daoyou is very good, he is staying in the cold house, the inheritor of dragon blood, if you want to see him, come with me. ”

The old man turned around, he didn't seem to feel the killing intent in Mo Xie's right hand, or maybe he didn't put this sword in his eyes at all.

Mo Ye looked at the old man's back, his eyes shrinking slightly.

"Lead the way. ”

The Huolin Sword, which had already trembled slightly, regained its composure, and Mo Xie held it in his hand.

His forehead was sweaty, and several places under his ragged clothes had turned red, apparently showing that the blood under the skin was broken.

Although the sword did not strike, it had already injured people.

"Whoosh. ”

Under the feet of the white-robed old man, a white cloud appeared out of thin air, and he stepped on the cloud and flew into the mountains like an immortal.

"Sa!"

Mo Xie summoned his mental strength and followed, and it didn't take long for the two of them to stop in front of a mountain.

There is a mountain gate at the bottom of the mountain, and there are words on the door.

The mountain gate is so old that it is difficult to distinguish the shape, too much wind and rain erosion has smoothed the dragon and phoenix carved on it, only the two characters at the top have been protected and handed down.

"Shushan. ”

Mo Xie read out the inscription on the mountain gate.

These two words are very clumsy, Mo Xie, who originally didn't read much, couldn't recognize such words according to common sense, but inexplicably, a grand voice appeared in Mo Ye's heart the moment he saw these two words, and he himself couldn't help blurting it out.

Shushan, most people who have heard the myth will not fail to recognize these two words and the meaning behind these two words.

The existence of the righteous path of the world.

"Please follow me up the mountain. ”

The old man fell from the clouds, and he saluted the mountain gate for a few breaths, and then raised his feet and began to climb the mountain.

There are stone steps on the mountain, but they have been submerged by weeds and tree roots, and if it were not for the mountain gate, no one would have noticed the existence of these stone steps.

The old man climbed the stone steps, and became familiar with the road step by step, and this was his home.

Mo Xie followed behind the old man, and there was always a distance of ten steps between the two.

"Did Qing Lingzi go peacefully?"

The mountain road stretched, and halfway through the climb, the old man suddenly opened his mouth.

The tone was flat, as if he was talking about a crooked grass at his feet.

"It should be peaceful. ”

didn't ask who 'Qing Lingzi' was, because at the moment when the old man said the word 'Qing Lingzi', Mo Ye's heart was like seeing the word 'Shu Mountain' at the bottom of the mountain, and the appearance of 'Yan Chixia' who was killed by him appeared.

Is his name 'Qing Lingzi'......?

Mo Xie thought indifferently and stopped at the same time.

"What, are you going to do it?"

He deliberately kept his ragged clothes, not because there was no replacement in the space bracelet, but because he was preparing for a vicious fight.

The Huolin Sword began to tremble again, and the trembling sound of the sword body mixed into the mountain wind, and the light sound that should have been easily dispersed was unexpectedly strong, faintly shaking the surrounding mountain trees and weeds to make a harmonious sound.

"What a disobedient disciple...... Inheritor of dragon blood, put away your sword, I haven't touched anyone in decades, and it's the same today. ”

The vicious fight was not staged, and the old man didn't even stop walking, but inexplicably, when Mo Xie put away his sword and took another step, the distance between him and the old man was still ten steps.

Before he could do it, he was defeated.

Mo Xie had a feeling that if the old man was willing, even if he cast that sword, he would not be able to tear the ten steps between the two.

It's a weird feeling.

Collect the sword.

Completely retract the sword.

Mo Xie withdrew the Huolin Sword into the space bracelet, and the mountain road was already halfway there, and it seemed that there would be no use for this sword until the second half of the road was completed.

The realms of the two are not on the same level at all, and if they really make a move, Mo Ye will definitely not be pleased.

Let's take a look at what kind of medicine is sold in the old man's gourd.

……

100,000 mountains in Xishu, from the outside look just some mountains, at most there are many circles of white clouds, but only when you enter the mountains do you know what is inside.

Houses.

Countless premises.

After climbing to the second half, I don't know which bend Mo Xie saw after turning a corner, but they were all deserted, and towering trees grew out of the houses and broke the roof. Some of the houses were simply collapsed and in ruins.

If there are guests here, foxes and birds may be counted.

This is the interior of Shushan?

The old man stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

"Your friend is inside. ”

The door of the broken house opened automatically, but before the door could be opened, Mo Ye had already sensed the situation inside the door.

Yan Chixia is indeed inside, her white hair is like frost, her face is withered, and her whole person is connected to a tree through vines, like the elderly Uchiha Madara in "Naruto".

"Brother Yan?"

Mo Xie called, but Yan Chixia lowered her head and did not respond.

"What's wrong with him?"

Mo Ye looked at the old man.

"His vitality is overdrawn, and he can't get out of that tree right now. ”

The old man said so, he still had his back to Mo Ye, but at this moment his back was a little rickety.