Mo Wen looked at the cave where he had lived for more than a year, and took a deep breath: "Let's leave." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Walking to Qin Xiangtian's side, Mo Wen stood for a long time: "Senior, I don't know if I really have anything to do with you, but I learned your martial arts, and you are my master to me." Saying that, Mo Wen knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Then he buried Qin Xiangtian's bones outside the cave, and found a boulder to make a stele, which was engraved with three big characters: 'Tomb of the Evil King!'

"Senior, rest in peace!"

Mo Wen looked at the high mountain wall in front of him, Mo Wen's eyes flashed a trace of tenacity, he retreated with one foot, secretly raised his breath, and the grass and trees swaying in the wind around him began to sway more crazily, Mo Wen yelled: "Pierce the clouds!"

The whole person bounced up from the deep valley and soared into the sky, since learning Qin Xiangtian's martial arts, the internal force has increased dramatically more than ten times, piercing the clouds is just a set of light body methods for Mo Wen in the past, and at this moment, the fog is constantly floating around him, this is the real piercing clouds, Mo Wen borrowed his strength again on the mountain wall, and the whole person rose more rapidly.

He couldn't stop, and he didn't dare to stop, once he had the slightest negligence and fell back into the abyss, he wouldn't have such good luck to survive.

After a few vertical jumps, Mo Wen had already jumped to the top of the mountain, looking at the place where he had fallen in the past, Mo Wen had a smile on his face, and finally came out.

Two days later, Mo Wen stood at the foot of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and was very excited in his heart, he wanted to go up the mountain, but when he thought of his identity, if he rashly went up the mountain, it was estimated that he would bring trouble to his father.

So he endured his thoughts, found a fat powder shop at the foot of the mountain, bought some things, and after a little disguise, he boarded the Zixiao Sword Sect again, and was stopped by the disciple guarding the mountain after walking a few steps: "What kind of person, trespassing on the Zixiao Sword Sect." ”

Mo Wen paused for a moment, and arched his hand: "There is a report from Lao, and I will come to visit Sect Master Mo in the next place!"

The disciple guarding the mountain frowned for a while: "Sect Master Mo, which Sect Master Mo?"

Mo was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"This gentleman, our sect really doesn't have a sect master surnamed Mode, our sect master's name is Cangshan ......"

"Is it him?how is it possible?Isn't it Sect Master Mo Daoyuan?" Mo Wen still asked without giving up.

As soon as the disciple guarding the mountain shook his head, another disciple pulled it and whispered, "Is Mo Daoyuan the one who was killed a year ago?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, exploding in Mo Wen's head, and he stumbled and almost rolled down the mountain: "What did you just say? Who was killed?"

"This ...... We are all disciples who have just started, and we don't know much, but I heard that more than a year ago, the Mo Daoyuan you were looking for was killed here, and it is said that his wife also committed suicide, and we don't know about other things. ”

Mo Wen's whole person was almost sluggish, and he didn't even have the strength to swallow a mouthful of saliva: "Lu Yifeng, is Lu Yifeng here?"

"This ...... Sir, we really don't know any of these people you are talking about. ”

At this moment, a disciple came down from the mountain: "What are you doing?"

The disciples guarding the mountain were immediately overjoyed when they saw the comer: "Senior brother came just in time, this gentleman came to find Mo Daoyuan? and Lu Yifeng, we ...... here."

When the disciple heard this, he was stunned: "Who are you?"

"I'm Mo ...... Sect Master Mo Daoyuan's friend!"

"Hey, then you are one step late, a year ago, the old sect master was killed by Juexin, and Madame also went away with the martyrdom!"

"Juexin, the Buddha Sect Master, Juexin?"

"It's him!"

"Impossible! Buddha Sect Divine Monk, how could he kill him? Sect Master Mo is a model of righteousness, how is it possible?!"

"Hey, in order to avenge his son Mo Wen, the old sect master seriously injured the people of the Imperial Sword Gate, at this time, Juexin appeared and stopped the old sect master, and the old sect master fought with him in revenge, and was finally killed, and the lady was ......"

"Dead?!, they're all dead...... What about Lu Yifeng, what is he doing, he can't even protect his master and mother!!" Mo Wen yelled, startling several disciples.

"Uncle Lu, after the old sect master left, he followed him down the mountain, it was he who collected the bodies of the old sect master and his wife, and he didn't know where to go from then on!"

Don't ask one step at a time, I don't know how to go down the mountain.

"Daddy, I want to learn martial arts......"

"No, learn the words first, and then talk about learning martial arts later......"

"Daddy, sir, praise me today. ”

"Hehehe, I heard what Mr. said......"

"Daddy, I can recite the thousand-character text and the three-character scripture backwards. ”

"Ha, my question is really smart. ”

Scene after scene flashed in Mo Wen's mind, I killed them, all because of me...... Ha ha!

"Daddy!! Mother!!"

A wail echoed between heaven and earth, and a lightning bolt exploded in mid-air, and it seemed that he also felt Mo Wen's sadness, and the heavy rain fell.

In the confusion, Mo asked about the back mountain of the Zixiao Sword Sect, looked at the back mountain where he used to face the wall, and knelt down: "Master...... Ask, ask no more relatives!"

"From now on, I will be alone, why! Why is God so unfair!"

I don't know how long it took, Mo Wen's body was already soaked, so he knelt in the rain, motionless, and his face was red with the tears flowing down from the rain: "Revenge!!"

Mo Wen stood up, his steps were identified, the blood and tears on his face flowed, and there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes, this was probably the first time he had such a strong desire to kill.

……

Down the hill, the blacksmith's shop.

"Guest officer, it's raining so hard, I don't know what to fight?"

"An iron sword, a mask. ”

"The iron sword is easy to say, but this mask ......"

Mo Wen then drew a mask on the paper, it was a grimace, and at this time, a thunder exploded in the sky, looking at Mo Wen's fierce eyes, the blacksmith was startled, and he didn't dare to refuse, and quickly created it.

Mo Wen took the mask and iron sword, turned around and left.

……

At the foot of the Buddha Mountain, a Shura mask, a blood-stained iron sword, Mo Wen walked up the mountain step by step, but all the disciples who stopped him were killed under the sword: "Juexin!!"

A murderous roar spread throughout the entire Buddhist sect.

"Who are you, dare to come to my Buddhist sect to make trouble!"

"Hehehe~ Just call me Shura!"

"Shura?" the Buddhist sect people looked at each other, as if they had never heard of this name, but they were also very helpless in their hearts, the people who were killed in the building in the past few days were very upset, and it was just a few days of calm, and another Shura came out.

"Hmph, what a Shura, my Buddha Sect is dedicated to destroying monsters like you. ”

Mo Wen smiled coldly: "Frost and cold...... Six Uniques!"