Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

It was the winter solstice, but Yun Feng was still bare-chested, and he was hard at work under the supervision of Mozu.

The seasons in the spiritual world are related to Reiki, and it is not so much that the seasons are changing, but that it is the rotation of Reiki.

In the same season, due to the difference in the concentration of aura, the scene presented is naturally different.

For example, in a deserted village, there is a large array of guards, so the temperature is within the tolerance range of the clouds and winds.

And it was already cold and windy outside the big needle, even if Yunfeng went out wrapped in a thick jacket, it must not last long.

This is also a major reason for the geographical disparity, the physical constitution of children at birth is influenced by their parents, so the monks can tolerate the climate with high aura density from an early age.

However, mortal children do not have such an advantage, and if they do not encounter any great opportunities and do not step into the path of cultivation, they may not be able to leave that remote corner for generations.

Of course, the gap between the monks is quite large, and this is another matter.

Having said that, Yun Feng could still really feel this bone-chilling chill, but according to Mo Zu, it was also a kind of training.

"Thirty laps to go, work hard!" Mo Zu shouted as he sat on the stone bench, with a lazy little gray-white cat at hand.

This gray-white kitten is in late autumn, when winter is coming, it regards the big array as nothing, and finds Moyunfeng, and after careful inspection, it turns into a cat's paw print similar to the word "Chuan" perched on Moyunfeng's left arm.

Of course, it originally planned to hide in its right arm, but it was frightened by this breath, so it had to choose its left arm.

At that time, Yun Feng was really at a loss, and he didn't know what was going on at all, but after Mo Zu was surprised, he explained it well.

This cat is a "spirit", which means a creature favored by the heavens, they feed on the spirits of heaven and earth, although they do not have any combat ability, but they have a very high spirituality and unparalleled spiritual ability.

And although they will not become combat power after they grow, they are a great help to the monks, especially the monks who refine the Dan Runic Array and other paths.

Such beings can't even make them submissive by any means, they can only be impressed with their hearts.

Why did this spirit so consciously obey Mo Yunfeng, this shocked Mo Zu, of course, the spirit of the spirit is far beyond the comparison of ordinary beings, there must be a reason for such a choice, anyway, it is definitely not a bad thing, then let him go.

However, Mozu would not feed it his treasures, because it was still young and could not bear it. Second, these are all for Yun Feng to use to boil up, these days, he feels that time is getting more and more urgent, so the training of Yun Feng is also more rigorous.

At this moment, Yun Feng raised his arms horizontally, constantly jumping on the runway surrounded by gun barrels, the gun barrels were high and low, and the gaps between them were of different lengths, and Mo Zu's requirement was that every gun barrel must be stepped on, which was indeed a good sharpening of physical strength.

Mo Zu's original intention was not only to exercise physical strength, whether it was standing at the beginning or running a gun now, it was all to exercise Yunfeng's concentration.

According to Mozu, the most important thing for a person who dances a spear is to focus, the barrel of the gun is his arm, and the blade of the gun is the edge of the fingertips, focusing not only on the spear in his hand, but also on the enemy's weakness.

After a while, Yun Feng finished the training, although the process was already familiar, but this extremely irregular movement was still quite tiring.

"When you're gasped, come over and drink this. A bowl of green slurry in Mo Zu's hand, with a slight glow in the sun. Although it looks gorgeous, the taste is really hard to swallow, after all, this is the "masterpiece" of Mozu mixed with various immortal treasures.

Of course, there is no flavor modulation.

According to what Mozu said, it is "to endure hardships in order to become a superior person". Actually, it's just that Mo Zuzhen didn't know how to improve the taste of this tonic.

Yun Feng dragged his tired body, pinched his nose and smothered it, his expression could be called distorted.

The eyes of the cats on the side opened a slit, looked at Mo Zu coldly, and thought: He is fine when he drinks it, why can't I?

Mo Zu pretended not to notice, and the cat had to swallow his anger and close his eyes, who said that he couldn't fight this old man.

......

The Yunlong Mountain Range is no longer silent today.

A black-robed young man floated on the outside of the mountain range, and the blood-stained red on his wings combined with the deep blue, which was truly beautiful.

"This seat is ghostly, I came to visit today, I don't know if the dragon king can appreciate his face. The young man shouted lightly.

"What's the matter?" came the majestic voice of the Cloud Dragon King in the mist.

"It's just that this seat has never communicated with the Dragon King since he proclaimed himself king, and today's trip only wants to deepen friendship and exchange cultivation experiences with each other, that's all. Although the young man's voice was enthusiastic, his expression was extremely cold.

"Not available!" replied the Cloud Dragon King.

The corners of the young man's mouth curled, and he sneered: "Oh, Lord Dragon King doesn't give me face like this?"

"If you don't go, die!" said the Cloud Dragon King angrily, as he felt uneasy from the arrival of the young man.

"Speaking of which, I've never fought against the Dragon King before, but I want to see what this arrogant Cloud Dragon King is capable of. ”

Things went just as the young man had thought, and the ending would be interesting, and he flew with his wings and a dark blue ring around him, and rushed straight into the clouds.

The Cloud Dragon King could naturally see that this guy came prepared, and he didn't know why he was coming, at least it was definitely a danger.

"Secluded world!" As the young man shouted, the entire sky became dark blue and deep, countless points of light wandered in it, and the miserable howls of many demon beasts could be faintly heard.

The Cloud Dragon King was unmoved, standing in place, in the blue mist, the black-robed young man gradually appeared.

"Tsk, it's much weaker than I thought, are you really a dragon? I don't feel the suppression of the bloodline at all. Youth taunted.

"Yes or no, what does it have to do with you, but you, with this posture opposite me, are you here to send you to death?" The Cloud Dragon King's eyes were cold, if it was tens of thousands of years ago, this kind of scum ridicule would not even have to answer.

The young man smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "To deal with you like this, why do you need a real body, don't think too highly of yourself." ”

"Roar. Without saying much, the Cloud Dragon King spewed out a mouthful of dragon breath, and a suffocating storm whistled away.

The young man's body changed and melted into the blue mist, and this violent storm could not blow away the blue mist.

"Soul burial. ”

As soon as the young man's words fell, the mist slowly burned, and the faint blue fire was like the flame of a lamp crossing the River Styx, but the slowly burning light flame exuded a terrifying power.

"Ang!" the Cloud Dragon King didn't have the slightest idea about it, and roared in pain.

But the young man laughed loudly: "I see, you are a soul corpse, and a dead dragon also wants to make waves?"

As the young man said, the Cloud Dragon King had already died, but his soul was still under the effect of the Heaven Covering Immortal Array, but when he came to the deserted village, it was only a sub-array, and the deserted village was where the mother array was located. Second, the Heaven Covering Immortal Array was incomplete, so the power overflowed.

Moreover, the young man's spell was aimed at the soul, which was the weakness of the Cloud Dragon King.

In the deserted village, the elders had noticed the dark blue cloud early on, and only realized that something was wrong when they heard the roar of the Cloud Dragon King.

The elders hurried over, but they only heard the roar of the Cloud Dragon King: "Quickly retreat, the demon clan under his command is estimated to attack soon, protect the "seed" and leave!"

"How can this be!" we ......" Hua Lao wanted to stay.

"Let's go, if I'm not mistaken, his real identity is ...... Aang!" the Cloud Dragon King roared hoarsely, resolutely unwilling to let the elders fall into it.

The elders wept in their hearts, but there was no room for much thought at this time, and the day of prophecy had come.

"I'm going to stop the enemy! you go first!" Mozu decided to stay, buying time for the retreat.

"I'm with you!" the purple-robed old man and Mo Zu stayed, while the elders left in a hurry.

In the deserted village, the elders looked at the teleportation altar at a loss.

"In order to prevent it from being used by the enemy, the teleportation can only be used once and then self-destructs, and this magic circle can only hold one person, how is this good!"

"What else do you want, save the Chi family boy first!" Hua Lao roared.

"What about the Mo family boy! Old man Mo is still helping us block the demon beasts, and what are you talking about now!" Aunt Yan scolded angrily.

"What can I do!" replied Hua Lao.

Chi Lao put his hand together and persuaded: "Don't quarrel, now I don't have this kung fu, why don't I ask my child to indicate the location of the Chi family, let's transfer to the Chi family first, where the rest of the spiritual power can be transmitted, it depends on the creation of the Mo family's boy." ”

Chi Lao didn't want everyone to object, he directly stripped the altar in the center from the deserted village, and then brought Chi Wuxian with him, roaring: "Quick, the altar is stripped off, and the aura is starting to drain, I'll call Mo Lao guys to them!

Aunt Yan wiped a handful of tears and said sadly: "I'll go find another little guy and I'll be back soon." ”

When Aunt Yan arrived at the Mo family's courtyard, Mo Yunfeng sat in the courtyard, holding the cat in her arms and was at a loss, and saw Aunt Yan stand up suddenly and said, "Aunt Yan, what's wrong." ”

"We're going to separate, these clothes are specially prepared for you by Aunt Yan, I wanted to make some stable and aura clothes for you, but it's too late. In the future, if your arm hurts, cut some off and wrap it around your arm. ”

"And this jade bracelet, you can take it with you, and when you reach the Dust Realm, you can open it with blood. Aunt Yan said so much, child, you ...... Take care, no matter what the future holds, just be yourself!

Aunt Yan put the package containing the clothes into the jade bracelet before saying goodbye with tears, Yun Fengshang didn't react, she had disappeared without a trace, so she had to put the jade bracelet on and stood stupidly in place, not knowing what to do.

Outside the deserted village, Mo Zu and the purple-robed old man heard the old man Chi talk about everyone's plans, and the purple-robed old man smiled angrily: "Go ahead, when I can't hold on, I will spontaneously combust my soul." ”

"You ......"

"This is also for the sake of the human race!

Mo Zu clenched his fists tightly and threw a talisman seal towards the sky, and a huge yin-yang diagram suddenly appeared on the sky, which separated the blue mist from the white cloud mist and helped the Cloud Dragon King leave the spell.

This is the combination of Mo Zu's understanding from the "Extreme Heaven Dao Sutra" and his own talisman skills, fortunately, this first use really worked.

"Brother Dao, let's go!" Mo Zu shouted.

The Cloud Dragon King's eyes were close to closing, and he seemed to be trying very hard to break away, and said weakly: "No, my spirit is already about to disperse, you guys go!"

Mo Zu gritted his teeth and watched his old friends leave one by one, feeling very desperate in his heart.

Mo Zu returned to the deserted village with red eyes, and at this time, the main part of the deserted village had become a pocket magic weapon.

Chi Wuxian stood in the center of the altar, holding the deserted village in his palm, looking at the lonely Mozu courtyard from a distance, and muttered: "Brother Mo, you must live!" and then disappeared with a pillar of light.

Mo Zu was holding Mo Yunfeng in one hand, and his face was visibly wrinkled due to the disappearance of the Mother Array.

"Grandpa Mo, what's wrong with you, where are we going, what's wrong with the village?" Mo Yunfeng asked uneasily.

"The deserted village is gone, and we have to leave. ”

"Huh?" Mo Yunfeng was terrified, the elders were so powerful, what kind of enemy could force them to be like this.

In the blink of an eye, the traces of the magic circle on the altar have not disappeared, but the aura is rapidly overflowing.

At this moment, a beam of white light flew in the sky, it was a white jade spear, and a celestial dragon was carved on the barrel.

The spear flew into Yunfeng's body, turning into a mark on his chest, coiling like a dragon, and then becoming lifeless.

"Brother Dao!" Mo Zu teary-eyed, this was obviously to help Yun Feng suppress that strange power, but it also meant that he had completely fallen, and it could be regarded as not even preserving his broken body.

"Grandpa Mo?"

"Don't ask, there's no time"

Mo Zu threw Yunfeng into the altar, praying that the remaining aura could travel far enough to at least pass through the ban.

Mo Yunfeng looked at Mo Zu in a daze, but Mo Zu didn't explain much, so he activated the big array.

"Burn my body as a spirit, burn my remnant soul as a shield, you must let this child live!" Mo Zu roared, and gradually turned into wisps of white mist.

The dazzling light flashed, and Mo Yunfeng's eyes became chaotic, and he felt that this scene was familiar.

The chaos that made Mo Yunfeng disgusting, accompanied by a chaotic tinnitus, stimulated Yun Feng's divine consciousness that had not yet taken shape.

For a moment, he thought a lot, and it seemed that he had lost his memory in this way.

"No, don't forget, this time! absolutely! never again!"

Mo Yunfeng roared in his heart, and then many scenes flashed through his mind.

In the misty early summer, he sat by the steps with his mother and laughed about the fairy road, and at that time he swore that he would take his father and mother to fly together.

There are also Uncle Mohai and Aunt Lin, who often tell stories to themselves, and their serious Brother Xuan.

There is also an uncle who often comes to see him, but he is very serious every time, and his eyes are scary.

The most regrettable thing is that I can only stay in the yard all the time, and the elders are not there most of the time, which is really boring to the extreme.

Mo Zu's remnant soul shrouded the cloud wind, and through the unstable spirit of the cloud and wind, he naturally saw this scene, although everything was full of surveillance, but there was still no reason for his exile.

Time goes back to -- that scene.

The blood moon is coming, the black clouds are pressing the ground, the sand and dust are upside down, and the people are panicking.

What a nightmarish sight it was, even storytellers would not dare to exaggerate it.

But in the midst of this heaven and earth, the immature boy king is in the heavens and the earth, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the demon king.

The demonic qi that was enough to demonize the power of Ming's state of mind, he just glanced at it, and let the demonic qi return to the dust and dissipate.

Mo Zu now finally understands that this child is not infected by the catastrophe, but - the catastrophe itself.

What was more terrifying than Mo Zu was Mo Yunfeng, and when he would think of this scene, his eyes slowly bleed.

"No, no, no! It's not me! It's really not me!

The young man's expression was almost crazy, and his soul fluctuated greatly.

"It's not me, it's not me! That's not me!' the boy kept repeating the same words, his body trembling in the changing space.

Mo Zu wanted to shout at him for stability, but the remnant soul had already used all his strength just to protect Yun Feng, and under Yun Feng's fear, he was gradually unable to support it.

"If so, it would be better to... Never remembered. ”

Yun Feng thought so in his heart, and he still kept muttering in his mouth.

The boy had almost forgotten the pain, and only boundless fear remained.

The world in front of me was blurring, and the deepest chaos was like a terrifying poisonous snake around it.

Chaos tore at him, eating away at his memories and will, until the scene in front of him turned into a cloud of fragments.

In this way, the boy once again forgot everything, different from the previous time, this time it can be said that it is as he wants?

The boy lost consciousness, and in his final moments, his gaze was still chaotic.

There is no wind in this lonely space, only boundless coolness.

It's like, his broken heart.

When he was young, he never understood-

No matter whether he forgets or recalls, there is no light in his present and his future.