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Just because this ink was stained with the incarnation of the three elders of Tu Qingyun Pavilion, he drove his disciples to "roll" away...

People have been cow 13 to the extreme... These small fish and shrimp, if they survive for a moment, they may not even have scum left.

At this moment, Mo Ran turned his gaze to the retrospective Taoist, staring at him with a smile instead of a smile.

It wasn't until he stared at the back that he was a little hairy, and he finally couldn't help but say, "Sir... You're... It's ......"

"There is no next time." Mo Ran said with a slight smile, as if he had forgiven him again.

And at this time, he actually felt quite strange, why did ink dye save him... Help him... Forgive him...

Even if you want to be a disciple of this Qingyun Pavilion, you don't have to be like this...

Just as he was about to ask a question, a voice suddenly came from his head, which made him look stunned.

Immediately afterward, he slowly walked to the side of Mo Dye and said to him, "Sir... I want to see you......"

Mo Ran smiled slightly after hearing this, and said, "Then let's go~"

After speaking, he took the lead and walked forward, as if he had regarded this Qingyun Pavilion as his back garden.

Until the two of them walked to the Jinyun Palace, they were suddenly stunned, just because he saw a figure standing in front of the main hall.

Dressed in a golden robe, with white and black hair, falling behind his shoulders, and a very ordinary wooden hairpin on his head.

Although this figure is white and black hair, the face is as smooth as snow, the facial features are handsome and extraordinary, and the whole body reveals the invisible traces of the avenue.

What stunned him was that this figure was the head of his Qingyun Pavilion - Qingxu Zhenren.

Hui Su hurriedly walked to him, and said in a salute to Qingxu Zhenren: "Meet the master!" ”

Qingxu Zhenren replied with a slight armrest: "Get up!" We don't need too much restraint in private! ”

After listening to it retrospectively, he could only smile slightly, but then he remembered the ink dye beside him, and he was about to speak, but he was stopped by the real person of Qingxu.

"You go down and rest first, I see that your cultivation has become more profound, but you have not been consolidated, if you are not consolidating now, you may make a big mistake in the future......"

Qingxu Zhenren directly came to the backtracking and made a continuous big talk, and it didn't stop.

Until he was still a little unsatisfied, the retrospective was really dizzy to hear, and he immediately waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "Teach the master!" I'm going to consolidate! This is..."

At this time, Mo Ran couldn't help but smile a little: "Okay, you go, I won't be good~"

After listening to it, he nodded, but he was a little worried about Mo Ran, and just turned around, he had already found that the figures of Mo Dye and Qingxu Zhenren had disappeared at the door of the front of the hall.

When he saw this, he left a little helplessly, just because he thought... They are good people, and there shouldn't be any disputes between the two...

It's just that he is still a little uneasy at the moment, and he turned around again, wanting to enter the main hall.

But he was dumbfounded in an instant, just because the door of this hall had been slowly closed.

……

At this time, the ink dye and the Qingxu real person who were located in the Jinyun Palace, both looked at each other.

Until... Qingxu Zhenren suddenly knelt down on his legs, kowtowed three times to Mo Ran, and said, "The ninety-seventh generation of the heirs of the Moyun Pavilion, meet Mr!" ”

Mo Ran strolled on the main seat on the temple platform, and after sitting down, he said to Qingxu Zhenren, "Get up, how did you recognize me?" ”

After hearing this, Qingxu slowly got up, and then took out a scroll of ancient paintings from his sleeve, and after the roll was opened, the aura of Dao Dao slaughter was surging and spread on the main hall.

The murderous aura of the avenue is revealed, and if anyone sees this, they may have the intention of breaking their courage.

It's just because this murderous aura contains a sense of avenue, ancient and majestic.

A murderous aura can have this meaning, and it can be said that it is unique.

And this kind of signs, but they are shown in an ancient painting, can also be unique.

The meaning of the painting lies in the picture within the picture, and in this ancient painting, there is only one figure, and nothing else.

And this figure is also ink dyeing.

There is always an evil smile on his face, just looking at the portrait in the painting, you can feel the murderous aura exuded by him.

Seeing this, Mo Ran smiled slightly: "Qingyun also has a heart, and he can paint so vividly." ”

"If you like it, sir! The ancestor explained it when he was in charge of the throne! Green is not green, clouds are not clouds, such as seeing the person in the painting, stand as supreme! Qingxu said with a smile.

Because back then, this place was not called Qingyun, but Moyun, and he was not a big sect of pope, just an existence that served one person alone.

And that man is Inkdye.

This ink pavilion was founded on a whim of ink dyeing, and the green cloud is not a person, but a blue sky and clouds, after being dotted by ink dyeing, this palace was set up.

At that time, Mo Ran taught Qingyun physiognomy every day, and this physiognomy was not an ordinary physiognomy, but a prison road physiognomy, which was counted as a killing, and walked the pattern of the world.

Killing people is invisible, and counting is nothing.

At that time, when the Moyun Pavilion was at the top, everyone was frightened and frightened, and it flourished in a sentence - Mo calculates that you die three watches, and no one can live five watches.

If it weren't for the obstruction in the Husheng bushes, an ink pavilion could be killed in the world alone.

After Qingyun learned about the situation of Mo Dye at that time, he immediately disbanded the Mo Yun Pavilion and sealed the Pavilion, taking only a child with him, and hid in Wanshan for hundreds of years.

When the turmoil had passed and people gradually forgot about Moyun Pavilion, he established this Qingyun Pavilion.

Step by step, he has come to the current Xianmen Sect.

But there's only one prohibition, and that's... Qingyun Pavilion does not teach physiognomy.

"Retrospective is Qingyun's descendant?" Mo Ran asked slowly.

After hearing this, Qingxu said with a wry smile: "This can't be hidden from Mr... Back then, the ancestor said that if Mr. met her descendants, he would mention this matter... She let us know that Qingyun has no regrets... I just can't be by your side..."

Mo Dye shook his head a little helplessly after hearing this, and he really felt sorry for her, because the first person who was transformed by ink dye back then was her Qingyun real person.

At first, it was just because he wanted to "make" a servant, but after he made it, he had a slight feeling for her.

This made the supreme existence of Mo Dye really panic, just because he had never felt this way before.

So he loved and hated Qingyun, both good and evil, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he let her be the master of this Moyun Pavilion, so he hid in the back, passed the finger from prison, and never saw him again.

also because of one thing, Mo Ran didn't want to meet her, just because he calculated her life line, and there was a killing catastrophe.

That is, if she falls into deep affection, she will definitely die.