"The Master's Dao Fruit can't be obtained by him, otherwise you, I won't be able to escape from his clutches, and even the entire Nanshan Dao won't be able to escape from his clutches, since he was brought by me, all I can do is use all the power of the Fox Clan's holy relics to seal his demon spirit, but my cultivation time is too short, and I don't know how long I can stop him!"

She looked at Mu Ziliang and said, but there was also a tremor in that tone.

"Fox Clan...... What the hell are you talking about!"

Hearing the words fall, Mu Ziliang began to hold his head with trembling hands, and once again knelt on one knee on the ground, at that moment he seemed to have lost all his strength.

For in the faint he may have guessed something;

"I hope that in the future, you will be able to do it yourself!"

The ethereal voice sounded, and the girl didn't wait for Mu Ziliang to speak again, but turned to face the sky that had become black and oppressive in the howling wind, and faced the terrifying silhouette that slowly condensed again.

At that moment, Mu Ziliang was shocked, and he wanted to say something more.

But before he could speak, he saw that the fox girl in front of him suddenly seemed to think of something again, and just turned her head to Mu Ziliang behind him and whispered: "By the way, my name is Ahri!"

"Ahri ......"

Mu Ziliang's weak voice carried a strong struggle, but he could not allow him to have the slightest room for resistance, and an invisible force had already burst in front of him, impacting his body like a broken thread and falling towards the ground behind him quickly.

The sound of the wind was still whirring in his ears, but in the midst of the raging wind, he once again smelled a unique fragrance.

"It's you!"

Mu Ziliang woke up like a dream, but his body had already smashed to the ground again!

"White Fox Clan, hahaha!"

When Mu Ziliang fell to the ground, the sky in front of him was completely swallowed by darkness.

But just when all the Nanshan Daomen people were desperate, Ahri, who was in front of Mu Ziliang, suddenly raised his head, and at the same time, a white light suddenly appeared, so that wild laughter only lasted for a moment, and suddenly there was a sound of mixed anger and anger.

"You dare!"

The roar fell, and in the resistance of the light, the black mist contracted and retreated wildly, and the outline that had not yet been completely condensed slowly dispersed again, and the light intertwined with white and lilac loomed in it.

By the time everything was over, Master Guan Mo's body and the girl named Ahri had already disappeared with the disappearance of the black mist!

The sky above the Nanshan Road crossing is revealed, and the howling wind is beginning to weaken, and no one knows what happened at the last moment, and that day will surely become the most unusual day on the Nanshan Road.

"No!"

At the moment when he found out that Master Guan Mo had disappeared, Mu Ziliang's pupils were already covered with bloodshots, and a touch of despair appeared on the faces of all the disciples and elders of Nanshan Dao who had just regained consciousness.

Mu Ziliang struggled to get up from the ground, and rushed towards the place where the black mist disappeared, but there was the edge of the cloud platform, and it was the cliff of the sea of clouds in Nanshan Road.

This day is a day that can never be forgotten for Nanshan Dao, as a guru, Guan Mo, on the cloud platform, looked at the road and died, and finally passed away with the demons!

......

Time flies, time flies like a white horse, the things of the year have gone, but for Mu Ziliang, it is from then that his path of cultivation has just begun.

Fourteen years have passed in a blink of an eye, and on the same Nanshan Road, a light rain is hitting the ground with a rain line as thin as a cow's hair.

In the light rain, a person hurried forward, he was dressed in green clothes, his expression was slightly hurried, but if he looked closely, his eyes were full of a trace of calm and maturity.

And he is Su Ming, the third-generation disciple of Nanshan Tsing Yi.

After fourteen years of practice, he is no longer the little Taoist boy who first entered the Nanshan Dao, he has personally experienced the catastrophe of Nanshan back then, and finally carved a unique temperament of a cultivator on his body!

Along the path of Nanshan Road, he came to the familiar courtyard, and suddenly felt a gust of mountain wind blowing, which was a little more refreshing in this drizzle.

I remember that many years ago, when I came here, I was just a weak and ignorant year.

And now, as a disciple of three generations, he has witnessed one after another young people like himself appear in the Nanshan Dao.

Coming to the gate of the courtyard, Su Ming hesitated for a moment before reaching out to push the outer door of the courtyard, only to hear a squeak, the door opened, Su Ming looked in the small courtyard, it turned out that there seemed to be no change in the courtyard for more than ten years.

Seeing that inside the courtyard gate opposite, the door of the lonely house was hidden, Su Ming stopped for a moment, and then his face showed some respect and arched his hand at the door of the house: "Uncle!"

After a while, the door of the room was opened, and a young man in his twenties stepped out, but now he was no longer dressed in a green coat, but a gray robe.

I haven't seen him for many years, and the former boy still has long black hair tied behind him, and his skin is fair, but his eyes are a little more agile.

But if you look closely, there seems to be a trace of wisdom and vicissitudes in the depths of that pupil, and he is Mu Ziliang fourteen years later!

When Mu Ziliang walked out of the hut, he also looked at Su Ming at first glance, but only nodded slightly.

It seems that there has been an unimaginable change in him, which is an invisible temperament that has long faded from childishness.

I don't know how long it took, the drizzle gradually dissipated, and at this moment in the Nanshan Road hall, several elderly people were sitting on the seats on both sides of the hall, all with solemn expressions.

Until a slight sound of footsteps sounded, everyone's eyes heard the sound and left, and saw that it was Mu Ziliang who came last.

When Mu Ziliang came to the main hall, he casually looked around the hall with his eyes, and saw that the elders had already arrived, as a junior, no matter what his identity was, he also bowed to the elders, and then walked towards the front position!

"I didn't expect that this astrology Dao would invite the world's Daomen, and even our Nanshan Dao also received an invitation......"

After Mu Ziliang arrived, one of the elders spoke, and the rest of them were also facing each other.

But at this moment, they are frowning, and they seem to be a little worried in their hearts.

"It's a pity that after so many years, our cultivation has been fruitless, and we have never been able to cultivate to the Supreme Master!"

One of them sighed lightly, then looked back at the other elder and said, "This time the Dao will be placed in the royal capital of the world, and it will not only face astrology!"

Speaking of this, the other people shook their heads even more, and Mu Ziliang sat next to him without saying a word, as if there was nothing to do with him in this discussion, but he was a disciple of Shiyin, and he still had to be informed no matter what!

"So who's going to go?"

Someone else spoke, but at this time, the hall quickly fell silent.

After a while, an old man squinted his eyes slightly and said with some hesitation: "I have been practicing in Nanshan for forty years, although there is no Dao fruit......

"Seniors......"

Just as the old man was about to continue, another voice suddenly interrupted him, and everyone looked ahead, only to see Mu Ziliang suddenly stand up from his seat.

"You?"

More than one of them questioned it.

"The Holy Ground Dao Association is not trivial, and all participants in the sect must ......"

"I am a disciple of Master Shiyin, a disciple of Master Guan Mo!"

This time, the old man's words were interrupted again before he could finish speaking, and after that, Mu Ziliang didn't say anything more, but got up straight and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

When he came to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to everyone and said again: "If the technique is large, I also want to see how our Nanshan Dao ......."

When the words fell, the people were already far away, and at this time, all the elders in the hall also slowly stood up, and more people looked at Mu Ziliang's back and slowly frowned.

"I ...... I seem to feel a little familiar......"

One person spoke, while the others were stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed a look of sudden realization and shock!

Three days later, before the morning fog had dissipated, and the morning sun showed its half red face from the end of the sea of clouds, a purple light loomed from the place where the morning sun rose.

After a while, many elders who had been practicing for many years in the Nanshan Dao seemed to feel that no matter what they were doing at the moment, or what kind of realm they had attained in their hearts, they all opened their eyes at the same moment and looked at the sky in the distance, with an unprecedented excitement on their faces!

"That'...... What's that?"

Su Ming stood behind Ge Chun, and he also saw that touch of purple, like a dream!

"Purple Qi is coming from the east, someone has cultivated to the Master!"

Ge Chun said, his old, cloudy eyes moistening again.

Hearing the master explain the reason, Su Ming was shocked, and the whole person stayed in place.

After a while, he couldn't control himself and began to run towards the place where the purple qi came from the east, and that was the Yuntai of the Nanshan Dao, the place where the masters of the past generations practiced enlightenment.

And at this moment, on the gimbal, there is a young figure sitting cross-legged!

"Division...... Uncle Shi!"

When Su Ming arrived, he saw that the figure was so familiar, and he was even more shocked, maybe he would never be so frightened again in his life.

"Still a little bit off......"

The figure's eyes slowly opened, and the purple color dissipated, but a smile appeared on his face.

......

The royal capital of the world, if it is said that this is the center of the world, few people may refute it, although the world is very large, but when you really see this royal city, you will also be overwhelmed by its majesty.

Not only that, but in this city, which is regarded as the first city in the world, there are three strange mountains that are famous all over the world.

It is for: Mingfeng, Mochizuki and Huading.

The inherent world is known as Mingfeng Fangmu, Moon Astrology, Dan Yinhua Ding, this is the extreme of the world's magic, the sect of the Ming Dao!