Back in Jinbao Community, Xu Zifan found Tian Wuji and Emperor Pengyuan.

The house where Tian Wuji lives is extremely luxuriously decorated, and the furnishings all reveal a sense of age, with soft carpets on the floor and sofas made of mahogany.

"Boss Xu, it's the first time you've come to my house, what should you drink?" Tian Wuji picked up a bottle of red wine with a smile and looked at Xu Zifan who was sitting on the chair, "Is red wine okay?"

"Yes!"

Xu Zifan nodded, looked at Tian Wuji who picked up three goblets, and said, "There is something, please help." ”

Emperor Pengyuan was happy, "What's the matter?"

"You go to Lishi and save someone for me. Xu Zifan said.

"Lishi?"

Tian Wuji pinched the goblet and walked towards Xu Zifan, his bright starry eyes flashed with a touch of thought, "Lishi is really green mountain?"

"Huh?"

Xu Zifan took the goblet handed by Tian Wuji, and the red wine rippled like red amber, "Do you know Daoist Mo Xin?"

"Acquaintance!"

Tian Wuji nodded, with a touch of admiration on his face, "In my previous life, I had a discussion with Mo Xin Dao Chang, this person is a real cultivator, and it is also a coincidence that he embarked on the road of martial arts. ”

On the side, Emperor Pengyuan looked at Tian Wuji with some surprise, and said, "What kind of person can you get such praise from Tian Wuji?"

"A peerless strange man!" Tian Wuji looked at Emperor Pengyuan with a smile, "After my discussion with him, my mood has undergone a earth-shaking transformation. In my previous life, I was able to step into the Broken Immortal Realm early, and I had an inseparable relationship with him. ”

"When you say that, I can't wait to meet this person. ”

Tian Wuji drank all the red wine in the goblet and said, "In the previous life, Mo Xin Dao was extremely low-key...... I met him in the tomb of Cleopatra......"

Speaking of this, Tian Wuji seemed to guess what trouble Daoist Mo Xin had encountered, and squinted his eyes, "Was that group of lackeys finding Daoist Mo Xin?"

"Huangquan Holy Maiden?" Emperor Pengyuan asked in a low voice.

"It should be!" Tian Wuji stared at Xu Zifan with a faint expression.

Xu Zifan smiled slightly, didn't explain too much, and asked, "Then when are you going to leave?"

"Without further ado, Pengyuan and I will go to Lishi now. ”

"Thank you!"

"Big Guy Xu, you are too polite! I and Mo Xindao are friends for the rest of the year, he is in trouble, I will not sit idly by!"

......

Lishi!

What a green mountain!

True Taoism!

The True Taoist Temple is only a very small Taoist temple, and there is only one Taoist priest in the entire Taoist temple.

There is only one statue in the temple, and that is the Emperor Zhenwu.

At this moment, in the Taoist temple, several warriors stood in front of the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu, silent one by one, making the atmosphere a little depressing.

On the futon in front of the statue, an old man in the twilight sits cross-legged, with a whisk between his knees.

The old man was wearing a dark cyan robe, bent over, with his eyes closed, with long white eyebrows, a white goatee, and an emaciated face covered with age spots.

It has been almost a month since the revival of the aura of heaven and earth, but the old man does not have the slightest fluctuation in his body, which is very different.

In the middle of the sound, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the tall and mighty statue of the Zhenwu Emperor, and immediately pressed the ground with one hand, and struggled to support himself.

As the old man got up, several people standing behind him, their eyes changed slightly, and the young man at the head walked forward quickly with admiration on his face to support the old man.

"Thank you!"

With a kind smile on his face, Daoist Mo Xin nodded at the young man who came to support him.

"Dao Chief, we are not here for any ill intentions towards you. The young man carefully supported Mo Xindao and said in a low voice, "In the previous life, the Holy Maiden won the Yanling crown from the ancient tomb of Cleopatra, and she secretly investigated the origin of the ancient tomb of Cleopatra, but found nothing. The Holy Maiden once said that the ancient tomb of Cleopatra has existed for at least 10,000 years, and there are many corpses in it, which is not a good place. ”

"Dao Chief, you are a master of the world, why did you go to maintain the ancient tomb of Cleopatra in your previous life?"

In the previous life, although Daoist Mo Xin took action to stop the Holy Maiden of Huangquan from snatching the crown of Yanling, but afterwards, the Holy Maiden of Huangquan praised Daoist Mo Xin and admired him very much, and once said that if this person did not die, he would definitely be able to reach the peak of the Extreme Dao.

Even, the Holy Maiden of Huangquan found Mo Xindao several times, and she benefited a lot from talking with him.

Can!

The Holy Maiden of Huangquan has never been able to obtain the roots of Cleopatra's ancient tomb from Mo Xindao's mouth.

Mo Xindao shook his head, "Don't say it, you can't say it." ”

"Dao Chief, we also have great admiration for you. However, this matter has become a knot in the heart of the Holy Maiden in her previous life. Those of us who are subordinates naturally want to solve problems for our masters. Yang Fan half-squinted his eyes, and there was a touch of coldness in them, and said: "The Dao Chief's previous life Dao Law was profound, and we were like ants in the hands of the Dao Chief, but in this life, you have not yet condensed the Jinyuan ......."

"Dao Chief, why do you have to force me to be rude?"

Daoist Mo Xin stretched out his hand and patted the back of Yang Fan's hand, the smile on his face was still friendly, as if he hadn't heard the threat between the other party's words, "Cultivate your heart before cultivating martial arts, and when your heart is calm, the path of martial arts will be smooth." Your heart is too messy right now. ”

Yang Fan sighed in a low voice a little helplessly, "Dao Chief, I am a mortal, and I can't cultivate my self like Dao Chief." ”

"Daoist, we have been here for three days at the True Daoist Temple, and we have already attracted the attention of many forces......

"Miao Feng!"

Yang Fan helped Mo Xindao into the apse, and immediately turned his head to look at a thin young man.

Miao Feng's eyelids lifted and slowly walked towards Mo Xindao.

"I'm sorry, Chief!"

"Buzz !!"

Miao Feng stared at Mo Xindao who was smiling, and his eyes suddenly flashed with wisps of weird ripples, layered on top of each other, like a whirlpool, seductive and charming.

Suddenly, Mo Xindao's face turned pale, but his smile did not decrease, and his right hand slowly stood up in the stunned gaze of everyone, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

"Poof!!"

Suddenly!

Miao Feng stiffened, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, making Mo Xindao all covered in blood, and immediately staggered back.

"Smack!"

Yang Fan hugged Miao Feng, who was falling towards the ground, and couldn't help but look sink.

Miao Feng's lips were purple, he struggled to stand up, and looked at Daoist Mo Xin, who was solemn, his voice was hoarse and weak, "Daoist is in a deep state of mind, Miao is ashamed of himself!"

Yang Fan half-squinted his eyes, a touch of anger appeared on his face, and looked at Daoist Mo Xin, "Daoist, we don't want to use extreme measures, but why do we have to force each other." ”

Mo Xindao raised one hand, smiled, met Yang Fan's murderous gaze, and said in a low voice, "Old Dao planted the cause back then, and today I want to taste this fruit, so the donor doesn't need to be angry." ”

"Doctor Zhao, I'm sorry for you!" Yang Fan said coldly.

As Yang Fan's voice fell, a doctor in a white coat, surrounded by three nurses, ran quickly towards Mo Xindao.