Xue Di didn't feel anything, she noticed that Mo Yibai's mood fluctuated greatly, and took a half step forward: "Are you okay?" ”

Mo Yibai's mood only moved slightly, and he quickly returned to the realm of goodness and water.

"It's fine."

Mo Yibai turned around and glanced at the Snow Emperor, pursed his lips and said.

The Snow Emperor squinted, and he couldn't see through Mo Yibai more and more.

In the previous years, Mo Yibai and the Snow Emperor were on a par in strength, and they often discussed each other.

Since experiencing the Imperial War, Mo Yibai has returned from the end of the starry sky, and he has never made a move.

watched her cultivation be in ruins, and even the emperor's combat power was gone.

However, the Snow Emperor always felt that Mo Yibai had become more mysterious, and his whole body was covered with a layer of fog, which was confusing.

Zhuge Haokong has been practicing with Mo Yibai since he was a child, and everything he practiced at the beginning was taught by Mo Yibai.

can teach a character like Zhuge Haokong, will Mo Yibai be simple?

"Mo Yibai, you instructed the carefree boy to put down.

What about you?

After letting go of the Tao, have you attained the Tao? ”

The Snow Emperor asked this question for the first time, and an extremely strong oppressive force went towards Mo Yibai.

Mo Yibai didn't seem to feel the coercion of the Snow Emperor, smiled indifferently, and looked into the distance.

Even though Emperor Xue was seriously injured when he suppressed Beigong Xin, his foundation was damaged, but the cultivation realm still existed.

In the face of the majesty of the Snow Emperor, even the emperors had to be moved.

However, Mo Yibai, who had cultivated the third world to be buried, did not have any reaction.

"Master and uncle, what are you doing?"

At the foot of the mountain, Senior Brother Dongfang Mo and the others all stopped their movements and felt the powerful pressure of the Snow Emperor.

The affairs between the elders, as juniors, they dare not snoop and meddle, so they can only secretly speculate on the side.

On the edge of the cliff, Mo Yibai looked at the endless distance, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Senior sister." ”

Boom! The Snow Emperor's momentum sank suddenly, and his heart trembled suddenly.

For hundreds of thousands of years, Mo Yibai has called Emperor Xue as his "senior sister" only a handful of times.

Every time Mo Yibai called "Senior Sister" lightly, the next thing to do was to be extremely serious.

"You say."

Emperor Xue put away his imperial power, looked at Mo Yibai's back, and said solemnly.

"When we were young, did you expect to have today?

Have you ever thought that you and I could stand on the highest place in this world and overlook the world? ”

Mo Yibai said flatly.

"Nope."

Xue Di replied truthfully.

"Yes, who can say what the future holds?"

Mo Yibai sighed and muttered, "Back then, I just thought that this little guy had the qualifications of the Great Emperor, and I wanted to point my fingers."

Behold...... He was able to get this far, beyond my expectations. ”

"Who?"

The Snow Emperor frowned.

Then, the Snow Emperor followed Mo Yibai's gaze and looked into the distance.

In the vast sea of people, what is Mo Yibai looking for?

"Senior sister, you asked me if I had completely let go, but I haven't."

Put it down completely and pick it up again.

It's easy to say, but it's too hard to do.

To this day, Mo Yibai's heart is still wandering, not knowing where her final destination is.

The Snow Emperor understood Mo Yibai's words, Mo Yibai did not really attain the Tao, and he was one step behind.

"Who is that person you are talking about?"

Emperor Xue changed the topic and asked solemnly.

Mo Yibai smiled and didn't say directly: "You'll know later." ”

The breeze is gentle, and the willow branches move slightly.

Far away in the sea of people, there is a small town.

The people in the town were extremely peaceful and did not kill.

Many peaceful places in the world are the work of the Buddha, purifying sentient beings and saving the common people.

There is a river in the town called Wangjiang.

There are many fishermen and ferrymen on the edge of the Wangjiang River.

"Old Willow, I've come to fish so early today."

Passers-by saw a middle-aged man wearing a hat and greeted him.

"yes."

The middle-aged man responded with a polite smile.

Although the middle-aged man was dressed frugally, it could not hide his temperament.

The people in the town called him Old Willow, and he was very kind.

Old Willow has lived in the town for twenty years, and his appearance has not changed.

The people in the town were not surprised, and guessed that Lao Liutou should be a monk, maybe a cultivator of the legendary Earth Xuan Realm, or even a powerhouse of the Heavenly Xuan Realm.

Therefore, the people in the town have a lot of respect for the old willow head.

However, there is one thing that everyone can't understand, the old willow head will come to Wangjiang every day to fish, rain or shine for 20 years, and he will never be absent.

It's just that the old willow fishing is very peculiar, there is no hook, no bait, just an ordinary long line.

"Old willow, there must be no harvest today, why don't I send you a few fish to try?"

A fisherman and the old willow are old acquaintances, and said seriously.

"No thanks."

The old willow head sat on the edge of the Wangjiang River, holding the fishing rod in his hand, and threw the thin line on the fishing rod into the water.

A stone is tied to the top of the thin wire, so it can sink under the water.

"Old willow, how can you succeed in fishing like this, even if you fish for another twenty years, you won't be able to catch a fish."

A ferryman had just crossed the boat a few times, made a little money, and said to the old willow head: "Old willow head, business is good today, why don't we go have a drink later, I have a treat." ”

"No, I still have to fish."

The old willow head rejected the ferryman's kindness and smiled.

Everyone was accustomed to the character of the old willow head, so they just smiled and shook their heads, and went about their own business.

Before you know it, it's getting late, and everyone is going home to rest.

The old willow still did not move, like the old monk sitting still, motionless.

Everyone said hello to Lao Liutou and asked Lao Liutou to hurry home and not go back too late.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that the old willow slowly put away the fishing rod.

So, as usual, the old willow turned and went home with an empty barrel and a fishing rod.

An ordinary fishing rod with a length of hair like a human hair.

The only difference is that there is a stone tied to the top of the fishing line, which is extremely beautiful, it looks like an amber without blemishes.

"When I caught a fish, my heart was completely calm."

The old willow man muttered to himself and set out on the road home, which seemed incomparably long.

At this moment, the top of the hill of the floating tomb.

Mo Yibai and the Snow Emperor stood on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance.

"Senior sister, this day...... It's so dark! ”

Mo Yibai looked up at the sky and couldn't help but say coldly.

The Snow Emperor looked at Mo Yibai's gaze from afar, and said in a deep voice: "If I live, the sky will not be dark." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yibai smiled.

Can I really let go of the way I seek?

Put it down, am I still me?

Oh my God, it's so dark!