"Coming back?"

Pushing the wooden door open, before the little head dared to poke in, a cold voice sounded from the front, Mo Kongjing's neck stiffened, and the last trace of luck in his heart was also snuffed out.

Lowering her eyebrows, she walked up to Mo Yu, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard, and said respectfully, "Master." ”

However, as soon as the words were spoken, she felt a sense of crisis behind her, and subconsciously untied the spiritual weapon that she had been carrying behind her back.

Turning around and slashing straight at the head of the sneak attacker, the green silk flew, and the fierce eyes looked directly at the fierce beast that attacked him, only to see that the enlarged face of a white tiger whose cultivation had reached the ninth level of qi cultivation was already approaching.

The other party's murderous aura appeared, she frowned slightly, the spiritual weapon in her hand just now just knocked the other party dizzy, at this moment she no longer hesitated in her hand, and all the spiritual power of the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi was released, and the magic weapon of the foundation building period hit her head.

Dodging the splatters of blood and brains, she silently turned her head away from the scene. Just now, she already knew that this was the test given to her by her master, so she didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest. She should be glad that Shizun found a beast, not a living person.

From the very beginning, she should have known that from the moment she chose sword cultivation, she had embarked on a path full of thorns, blood, and killing.

Shizun was just worried that she was too indecisive, worried that she would not be able to do it with kindness.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, "What are you holding?" "That's a magic weapon from the foundation building period, but even she has never seen such a strange magic weapon.

Mo Kongjing was stunned, and then immediately reacted and replied: "The disciple doesn't know, it was given by the disciple's best friend." ”

Only halfway through the words of blame, Mo Yu swallowed the second half of the sentence, "You are a sword cultivator", how can you take such a nondescript weapon?

Thinking about it carefully, she has only taken care of the little apprentice's food, clothing, housing and transportation over the years, when did she ever take a real weapon?

In this way, it is her dereliction of duty again.

Lowering his eyes, Mo Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said coldly: "Have you ever remembered what the master said about the cultivation realm?" ”

Mo Kongjing nodded absentmindedly, and after brewing for a while, she said carefully: "From the foundation, it is the Qi Cultivation Casting Body, also known as the Qi Training Period, and then the Foundation Building Period, the Dan Period, and then the Yuan Shen Infant Stage, also known as the Yuan Infant Period." ”

Looking up at Shizun, seeing that Shizun nodded and signaled to continue, she said again: "After that, it is the Transformation of the Divine Cultivator, the Combined Immortal, the Mahayana Venerable, the Tribulation True Monarch, if you succeed in the Tribulation, then you can attain the Tao and ascend." Each stage of cultivation is divided into the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the Great Perfection. The early, middle, and late stages are all divided into three small realms, and each small realm is the difference between heaven and earth. Master, is the apprentice not mistaken? ”

She looked away at Shizun, only to see that Shizun just nodded coldly and did not speak.

After a moment of silence, Mo Yu turned around and stopped staring at his little apprentice. "Have you ever mastered the swordsmanship that taught you to the teacher?" Her tone was a little erratic, and she was a little confused at the moment, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to do so.

Mo Kongjing, who was standing respectfully in place, was alarmed in his heart, and all this abnormality seemed to have an omen!

Even though she was secretly confused in her heart, she immediately reacted and replied respectfully: "The disciple has already memorized all the swordsmanship and can master the moves, but he has never had a deeper understanding, he has only mastered some fur, and he can't comprehend the essence of the swordsmanship." ”

Mo Yu nodded with satisfaction, and at the end, the cold voice unconsciously became stern, "This is very good, the first four styles are enough for you to protect yourself, carefully comprehend and review, and he will come to fruition every day." And the last three forms, when you really comprehend the sword intent, you will do whatever you want, but you must remember the advice when teaching you swordsmanship for the teacher, don't be careless. ”

Mo Kongjing saluted with his fists in front of the master, but at the end, he was a little slurred, and he stopped talking, "The disciple must remember the teacher's teachings, but this"

Mo Yu waved her sleeves lightly and raised her head, looking at the bright moon hanging on the branches quietly, the moonlight covered her with a layer of frost, and even her voice seemed to be colder than before, "But it's okay to say." ”

Before she could think about it, she had already vomited quickly, "The master never told the disciple what kind of swordsmanship the disciple was learning?" This question has been bothering her for a long time.

And Mo Yu just looked into the distance, and coldly spit out two words, "Nameless." Her starry eyes had drifted far, far away, as if she had once again remembered the past that she was unwilling to touch.

At that time, she turned her back on her parents' expectations, did not listen to the teachings of her master, and resolutely embarked on another immortal path that ran counter to sword cultivation.

Looking at the master with his back to her and her straight back, Mo Kongjing bowed her head silently, every time at this time, she could clearly feel the distance between her and the master. Everything seemed so unreal, as illusory as the moon in the mirror. However, this fluctuating feeling is unexpectedly exactly the same as the swordsmanship she has learned!

After lowering her head and pondering for a long time, she suddenly whispered: "Then call Shui Yue, Shui Yue Sword Technique." ”

"Water Moon? Mo Yu suddenly woke up, chewed these two words carefully, and nodded indifferently: "So it's up to you." ”

Turning to look at the slim and slim man who had already fallen, with a smile and a smile, Mo Yu waved his sleeves, and a long sword came out in response and stood upright in front of Mo Kongjing.

Mo Yu raised his steps indifferently, and walked towards the wooden door without looking back, "This sword is also nameless, since it is given to you, then call the Water Moon Sword in the future." ”

The cold back went farther and farther against the moonlight, and his eyes began to wander.

A long time ago, when was the Heavenly Purple Hall like this?

Generations of swordsmanship, when did their Mo family's swordsmanship lose to others?

In the sword mound, there is one person in one life, one person, one sword, and one swordsmanship, but now that she is in her generation, there is only this sword left, if he has no chance to soar in the future, what face will she have to meet the ancestors under the nine springs?

"The heart method taught to you by the teacher is the heart method of this sword, in the future, you will call the water moon heart method, tomorrow you will go down the mountain to practice, don't come back easily, what you need now is just an opportunity."

After a long time, Mo Kongjing's body, who was stroking the sword body, was slightly stunned, and what came from her ears was the cold voice of Shizun, as if it was said in her ear, but she knew very well that her Shizun was not here at the moment.

This is Qianli Sound, but it has really become like this. She lowered her head and sighed softly, from the moment she came back, she smelled an unusual breath, and Shizun really drove her down the mountain.

Touching the sword in her hand, she was silent.

The sword in her hand, there was even a lot of rusty iron on the sword, and the three-foot-long thin sword made her a little puzzled, and she flicked the sword body, except that this sword was a little harder than the usual sword, and there was a little more rusty iron, there was no other difference.

Looking at the unknown spiritual weapon given by Yan Ran on her back, she sighed helplessly, walked into the wooden house, hung it on the head of the bed, and tied the named Water Moon Sword around her waist.

Sitting quietly in the house, she stared carefully at the cabin that had been with her for several years. In the morning, she got up silently and locked the wooden house, and walked down the mountain step by step.

Divine sense snooped, watching his little apprentice step by step down the Tianzi Mountain, Mo Yu, who was sitting on the futon in the center of the main hall of the Tianzi Palace, opened his eyes.

Muttered to himself, "No one knows why the sword forged by the swordsmith all his life was a piece of rusty iron. The only thing that was protected by the teacher back then was this sword, and the sustenance of the Mo family for thousands of years was tied to you alone" Then as if she remembered something, she closed her eyes.

After a long time, she weakly opened her eyes, and after a moment of silence, a mouthful of blood was spat out without warning.

After staring at the bruises on the ground for a long time, she finally evoked a wry smile.

Everything that happened that year had already become her inner demon, even if it was a demon, how easy was it to crack?

Who's going to tell her what the hell she's going to do?

In a trance, she remembered that at the foot of the mountain that year, she was walking around casually, but she saw that pretty figure, so clever and intelligent, she deliberately shook her shoulders and hid behind her.

At that time, just at a glance, she felt that this kid should be a good seedling of sword cultivation.

Even though she knew that the appearance was just for her to see, she was still moved by compassion, such a child who needs to be loved.

And what really moved her was not the child's ice muscle and jade bones, the unique single spirit root, but the same immortal insulation as her, but this child was even more than her.

She will never forget that time, when her father wanted to send her to the eyes of mortals, looking at her eyes full of doubts and distrust, she stubbornly wanted to prove everything, wanted to prove that she was not worse than others.

So she understands that feeling, the feeling of being belittled by others because of that congenital difference.

After a long time, Mo Yu suddenly laughed lowly, bitter, self-deprecating, and a hint of sarcasm sandwiched into it.

It turned out that she knew at that time, knowing that she was trapped by the demons in this life and was destined to not be able to soar, so she was moved by Jing'er at the beginning, and deliberately led her into sword cultivation.

Jing'er, as a teacher, I really want to see you break that shackle and watch you soar into an immortal

His gaze drifted, Mo Yu slowly closed his eyes, it was almost time, this time, if he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent.

Mo Kongjing, who was driven down the mountain by Shizun, stood at the foot of Tianzi Mountain in a daze, not knowing what to do, Shizun said that she needed to be trained, but she didn't know where she was going. And he was driven down the mountain without any preparation, whose disciple has such a casual experience? Master, can we not make trouble!

A gentle and elegant voice suddenly sounded beside her: "Fellow Daoist, I heard that the secret realm of the secret court is about to open, let's go together, shall we?" ”

A simple and loud voice exploded in his ears: "The secret realm of the secret court is about to open?" Then you and I will go together! ”

Turning her head sideways, she glanced at the gentle-looking handsome boy next to her and the strong man on the side, she hadn't opened her mouth to ask, only to see the two of them look at her gaze and nodded politely and left without saying a word.

A secluded realm?

Mo Kongjing, who was standing in place, rubbed his chin, and after a while, a sly smile was aroused, and he secretly followed behind the two. It's better to see than to hear, it's a legendary secret realm, how could she let go of this opportunity?