The word "seal" in the simple font rises and falls in the pink clouds, spinning and rotating, blooming with white and gold Xuanguang, and the heroic righteousness that is free between heaven and earth is drawn by the Xuangong Mystic Law, and the characters of the Xuangong should be combined with the outside, eliminating the pink clouds;

"Zizizi!"

The two forces were entangled and collided with each other, steaming up a burst of brilliant and colorful light mist, making a strange sound, like a cold ice cube, thrown into a boiling oil pot;

"Why are we fighting again!"

The white eyebrows were frosty, the blue-green seeds on his chest were radiant, and the confused voice of the willow came out;

"Whoosh!"

Before the sound fell, a burst of blue-green light rose into the air, and in the dazzling light, a blue-green spear manifested again, and as soon as it appeared, it flew towards Mo Tong not far away with lightning speed, and the fierce and domineering speed brought out a series of piercing sounds of breaking the air;

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Bai Shou snorted coldly, and the pink demonic power around his body spired up, and was urged by her to the extreme, his hands quickly condensed and sealed, and a large afterimage danced, like a blooming flower, swaying pink pollen, and the crisp and pleasant voice sounded again with a hint of anger;

"Nine Lives Demon Fox!Charm all beings!Nine points of divine thought!Demon power condensation!Inheritance of supernatural powers!Phantom clone!From the void to the real!Go out to attack!"

The nine mysterious seals released the mysterious power, pulling the pink demonic power to condense rapidly, and in an instant, it was transformed into nine pink foxes, and the nine magic seals fell on the eyebrows of the nine foxes, merging with them, and a burst of pink light mist evaporated;

After an instant, the light mist dissipated with the wind, and nine figures somewhat similar to Bai Shou bowed to Bai Shou Yingying, the real and illusory body, flowing with pink Xuanguang, and a strange rune in the center of the eyebrows, adding a bit of charm to it, but unfortunately they had fangs and claws;

"Go, catch him for me, and teach him a good lesson!"

Bai Shouyu waved his hand lightly, screamed in his mouth, and pointed at Mo Tong in the pink cloud, and the nine phantom clones suddenly got the order, bowed to Bai Shou to receive the order, and then turned around in unison and rushed in the direction of Mo Tong;

"The master gave me the name of forgetfulness! I think I hope that I will understand the true meaning of the word 'forgetfulness', and use this to survive the catastrophe of the demons, but unfortunately I can't give up the **** obsession, and skillfully cross the catastrophe of the demons, I don't know if I can now show the mystery of the word 'forgetfulness'!"

In the pink clouds, Mo Tong took the opportunity of "sealing" the character text to fight against the pink clouds, muttering and urging Xuangong with all his might, and in the Zhihaiwen Palace, the "Song of Love" imprinted on the wall, the word "forgetfulness" flew out of the air, blooming with mysterious brilliance;

"Xianggong!

Seeing such a change, the white head in the Wen Palace hurriedly called out loudly;

"Father, where are you?

Xiao Hanmei was also attracted by the mutation, blinking her hazy teary eyes, and crying into the void in the same way;

"Buzz!"

A little milky white point of light, suddenly out of nowhere, appeared out of thin air, rotated and grew larger, turning into a quaint character, countless fonts related to the word "forget" and "love", around the shining word "forget love" The word "forget love" dances up and down, like a student pilgrimage;

In the pink clouds, Mo Tong sensed the changes in the Wen Palace, closed his eyes directly, and his consciousness descended on the Wen Palace with his divine thoughts, listening to the call of Bai Shou and Han Mei, looking at the stars formed by thousands of characters, and comprehending the mysterious trajectory of the circulation of characters, a kind of enlightenment rose in his consciousness in vain;

"Forget!"

Two lines of clear tears slipped quietly, crossed Mo Tong's cheeks and the cold air, and fell on the ruthless earth, wetting the soil to form mottled traces, Mo Tong slowly opened his eyes, two quaint "forget" characters rose and fell in his pupils, and the hoarse voice spit out a word with difficulty;

As the words sounded, he raised his pen and wrote in the air, and the tip of the pen depicted a mysterious trajectory, forming a simple font "forget" word, a kind of ancient vicissitudes of Taoist rhyme and artistic conception, followed by steaming, like the flooding of rivers, continuously escaping to the surroundings;

"Buzz!"

The pink clouds that bore the brunt of the storm suddenly stood still, stopped tumbling and steaming, and under this mysterious rhyme and artistic conception, like the wind and clouds, naturally dissipated, and returned to the void in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared, as if it had never been forgotten by the avenue of heaven and earth;

"Bang!"

The blue-green spear that followed, after being affected by this forgotten artistic conception and Dao rhyme, the fierce and domineering castration came to an abrupt end, and after a muffled sound, it seemed to be crushed by a pair of invisible hands, and it seemed to return to its roots, turning into a blue-green light mist and returning to nothingness;

"Whoa...

The nine phantom clones of the white head had just turned around and rushed two steps at this moment, and they were hit by the mysterious oblivion artistic conception and Dao rhyme, and they only had time to let out a low hissing sound, and then struggled to stand still, and there was a confused look in the originally agile eyes;

"Huh, what kind of magic spell is this?"

Seeing this, Bai Shou immediately exclaimed, his hands pinched the seal again, and a pink phantom quickly condensed into nine pink magic seals, which she waved out of the air, and flew towards the nine phantom clones in the air, falling on their eyebrows, and quickly blending into it, Bai Shou ordered again in a deep voice;

"Phantom clone! obey my orders! Go to heaven and earth! Do not disobey! Go! Catch him for me!"

Bai Shou stretched out his verdant jade fingers, and pointed at Mo Tong who was walking slowly, looking at him still expressionless, with an indifferent and indifferent expression, his face was red and his neck was thick, and the nine phantom clones came back to their senses in an instant after receiving the order, and they all set off towards Mo Tong;

"Forget!"

Mo Tong opened his mouth and drank lightly, the Xuanlong jade pen in his hand flew in the air, using the void as a pen and paper to walk the dragon and snake, nine simple fonts of "forget" characters, flashing with white and gold light, holding a milky white flame tail, quickly passing through the void, landing on the eyebrows of the nine phantom clones;

"Buzz!"

Nine characters with quaint fonts, falling on top of the demonic runes, seemed to be suppressing it strongly, but they were blocked by the pink brilliance, and it was difficult to make achievements for a while, bursts of dazzling light entangled and collided, layers of light and mist evaporated and dissipated, the two were evenly matched, and the stalemate between you and me was inextricable;

"Forget! the word death is above, the word heart is below, death is death, the heart is obsession, obsession is death, that is, forgetting, the poor Taoist teacher forgets his feelings, sacrifices to heaven and earth, with exquisite literary heart, Haoran righteousness, condenses the wisdom sword of Taoism, cuts off the obsession of the earth, and ends the cause and effect, and concentrates on the cultivation of the road!"

Countless milky white points of light, along with Mo Tong's voice, seemed to be pulled by some kind of mysterious power, and quickly condensed and transformed above Mo Tong's head, and a magic sword condensed by Haoran righteousness, blooming with white-gold divine light, appeared above Mo Tong's head, releasing the coercion of the bright and upright. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )