Time is the most worthless thing in the eyes of the immortals, and it has been a hundred years since the last war between gods and demons, and it is precisely because of that war that the holy land of the Heavenly Clan, Kunlun Xu, has once again entered the eyes of the three clans.

I still remember that battle, the father and sister-in-law Mo Yuan stepped all over the battlefield of gods and demons with one person and one sword, casting the title of god of war.

And the younger brother of the god of Mo Yuan was even more brave, with only a jade flute shocked the Nine Heavens, and was honored by Emperor Donghua as Emperor Tingxuan War Emperor, becoming one of the real power of the Heavenly Court, but to the surprise of the world, Emperor Tingxuan did not serve in the Heavenly Court, but followed his brother Mo Yuan and the two gods to live in seclusion in Kunlun Xu, and did not come back.

Originally, I thought that the two gods of war would live in seclusion, but they never thought that the son of the water monarch, Diefeng, would be appreciated by Mo Yuan and enter the Kunlun Xu, and the three clans couldn't help but be active, and wanted to arrange their descendants to enter the Tingxuan War Emperor or Mo Yuan's upper god seat as a disciple or a miscellaneous person.

No, today, after receiving fifteen more disciples, this huge Kunlun Xuan ushered in a magic weapon again, which was the Yuqing Kunlun Fan.

Mo Tingxuan couldn't help but look slightly condensed when he learned this, the secret path plot had already begun to be triggered, and this Yuqing Kunlun Fan would definitely be obtained by his brother's seventeenth disciple Si Yin.

Maybe the name Si Yin is not familiar, but that Si Yin, also known as Bai Qian, is the fifth daughter of the Fox Emperor and the future Qingqiu female monarch.

Mo Tingxuan held the white chess in his hand and said to Mo Yuan: "Brother, have you ever thought about which master and nephew to give the Yuqing Kunlun Fan to?"

Mo Yuan couldn't help but pause slightly when he heard this, then raised his head and said with a graceful smile: "The two of us have been guarding Kunlun Xu for a hundred years, and I haven't seen you care about your disciples, could it be that you have a choice for my fifteen disciples and want to leave a legacy?"

Hearing this, Mo Tingxuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother said that he was joking, it's not that my brother doesn't know Tingxuan's temperament, he is used to being free and lazy, and he can't take care of himself well, so where is he interested in accepting another disciple." ”

As he spoke, Bai Zi landed on the board, only to see the situation reversed, and the chess game became mysterious and unpredictable.

The gray patch, as if a heavenly opportunity, made Mo Yuan's hand holding the black chess stop and seemed to be thinking about how to play the next move, but he said: "Since Tingxuan asked Brother Wei, it seems that he already has a candidate in his heart, so he might as well tell Brother Wei, so that Brother Wei can have some consideration." ”

But Mo Tingxuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said freely: "Since there is no choice in my brother's heart, it is better to give this Yuqing Kunlun Fan and Lingbao to recognize the master." Whoever gets it is whomever is his. ”

"Good. "Mo Yuan's black chess pieces fell, and I saw that the white chess pieces seemed to be mired in the quagmire, unable to come back, but a certain death.

Mo Tingxuan sighed softly, the white chess fell and the black chess was prosperous, and the vitality of the black chess was directly cut off by the white chess, after all, the white chess win, and the black chess had no place to turn over.

Seeing that his black chess was destroyed, Mo Yuan was not angry, he put the black chess in his hand back into the chess jar freely, looked at Mo Tingxuan with emotion and said: "A few years ago, you played chess with me, and you were still so unfamiliar, but now your chess strength has already beaten me." ”

"My brother has a good reputation. Mo Tingxuan arched his hand slightly, and his eyes were full of indifference.

In the past hundred years, Mo Tingxuan has also signed in a little, and the consummation-level chess method is one of them, in addition to some magic weapons, although its level is not as good as the Yin Yang Flute and the Burial Sky Sword, but it is stronger than the vast majority of magic weapons in this world.

Even, some magic weapons can already be compared to some innate spirit treasures in the desolation, and even Mo Tingxuan's own strength has reached the realm of earth immortals, becoming one of the most powerful people in this world.

It's just that Mo Tingxuan knows that this world has its own mission, which is more of a catastrophe than a task, and it can't be avoided.

Mo Yuan saw that Mo Tingxuan didn't speak, so he simply ignored it, and the Yuqing Kunlun fan was thrown into the air, and in an instant, the Yuqing Kunlun fan chose the master, and the fifteen disciples all flew out to snatch it.

At the same time, two men came down from the bottom of the mountain, but anyone who cultivated well could find that one of the men was a daughter.

The man on the left said softly: "Little Five, remember that Kunlun must not act recklessly. ”

Yes, the person who came was the god of the Qingqiu Bai Qian and the Ten Mile Peach Forest, Bai Qian heard the words of the Zhenyan, nodded as if he didn't understand, and then jumped and jumped to Kunlun Xu.

Zhi Yan shook his head helplessly, and then followed behind Bai Qian, preparing to go to Kunlunxu.

Mo Tingxuan also seemed to sense it, chuckled, and said to Mo Yuan: "Brother, don't you go and see who got the Yuqing Kunlun fan?"

At this time, the two also reopened the game, still Mo Tingxuan was holding the white child, but Mo Yuan said indifferently: "It should be the wind." ”

And Mo Tingxuan's hand holding Bai Zi fell suddenly, and the chessboard had obviously been occupied by Bai Zi, but he heard Mo Tingxuan chuckle lightly and said, "Maybe it's not the same this time, you might as well go and have a look." ”

"Oh?" Mo Yuan was slightly surprised, looked up at Mo Tingxuan and asked, "Could it be a long robe?"

The long shirt is the second disciple of Mo Yuan, and it is also a rare Kunlun Xu's powerhouse except for the eldest disciple, but Mo Tingxuan still shook his head, and a smile already appeared in his eyes.

"Didn't Ting Xuan think that the winner of this Yuqing Kunlun Fan would be Ling Yu?" Although he Mo Yuan said that he had accepted fifteen disciples, the truly outstanding ones were only the eldest disciple Diefeng, the second disciple Chang Yi and the ninth disciple Ling Yu.

But seeing that Mo Tingxuan still shook his head, Mo Tingxuan simply didn't sell it, and said, "Brother should accept another apprentice today." ”

These words made Mo Yuan's brows frown slightly, and he said, "Oh?"

"This person is brought by the god of the ten-mile peach forest, if the elder brother doesn't accept it, won't he refute the face of the face. Mo Tingxuan said with a smile.

Mo Yuan nodded slightly, and walked away, it should have been to find the Yuqing Kunlun fan, but Mo Tingxuan frowned, counting that his disaster was coming, but he didn't know when it came, who this disaster was.

After another period of pinching to no avail, Mo Tingxuan sighed softly, and simply ignored it, and followed Mo Yuan to Kunlun Xu's welcome hall to meet the woman who could make Yehua die in the future.

And at this moment, Na Siyin also obtained the Yuqing Kunlun fan, which made Mo Yuan, who rushed over, couldn't help frowning, and after thinking about it, he planned to accept Bai Qian.

And Mo Tingxuan also came to Zheyan at this time, and when Zheyan saw Mo Tingxuan coming, he couldn't help but bow down and say: "Zheyan has seen Tingxuan Battle Emperor." ”

"Hmm. Mo Tingxuan nodded casually and replied.