"Oh, Aunt Wu, I just came back, and I'm looking at a cricket. When Mo Ding saw that it was Aunt Fat Wu, the helper of the room, he hurriedly stood up and casually made up a lie.

"Oh, have you eaten?"

"Not yet. ”

"Then hurry up to the room to eat, it just so happens that the dishes are still hot, and they are not in the freezer." Fat Aunt Wu happily led Mordin into the room, uncovered the veil covering the dining table, brought a big bowl to fill Mordin's rice, brought it to Mordin and said, "Hungry, eat, we've all eaten, eat more meat." ”

Taoist priests, refuge disciples, lay people, and helpers in Taoist temples are all allowed to eat meat, which is the rule set by the Qingxu Dao. The Taoist priest in the Taixu view does not belong to the Zhengyi sect, nor does it belong to the Quanzhen sect, the Qingxu Taoist said that he has no sect and is not bound by any Taoist precepts, so he is a Taoist priest here, very leisurely, especially the food, very rich.

Mordine was really hungry, he devoured it like a whirlwind, and in a moment he ate a large bowl of braised pork, two fat pig's trotters, a pot of green vegetables and a large bowl of rice on the dinner table. The fat Aunt Wu, who was smiling and watching Mo Ding eat, opened her mouth wide, she didn't expect this little guy to be so able to eat.

"Are you full? There's beef in the freezer. She asked Mordine tentatively.

"I'm full!" In fact, he could still eat another bowl of beef, but he was afraid of scaring the fat aunt, so he wiped his oily mouth, said goodbye to the fat aunt Wu with satisfaction, and went back to his nest.

Pushing open the door, he found that the room was very clean, and someone must have come to clean his room regularly. It used to be the same when Mordin was studying outside, and when he came back from vacation, his room was always clean and spotless. He felt a warmth in his heart, a feeling of returning home after a long absence.

He threw his backpack down on the table and sat down on the bed and leaned back on it, intending to squint for a moment.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the Qingxu Daoist walked in.

"Mordin, you come and try this sword, do you have any induction. The Taoist had a sword in his hand, and he thrust it into the ground, and the tip of the sword sank into the concrete floor for three minutes, and he stood there, buzzing.

Mordin hurriedly jumped out of bed and called "master", but was stunned for a moment.

Qingxu Dao's appearance is a little strange, the long white shawl hair that used to be fluttering is now shaved into a round inch, the long white eyebrows and beard are now gone, leaving only a slip of white stubble, and what is even more strange is that there is a plaster on the left side of his face near the temple!

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's cut short and cool. The Taoist pointed to his temple: "This stung the wasp." ”

The master's appearance is too funny.

Mordin wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask again, but was stopped by the Taoist.

"Feel it with your mind and see if you can connect with this sword. ”

Mordin walked up to his master and crouched down to take a closer look at the sword in front of him.

This is a three-foot sword with a crystal clear body, and the hilt of the sword is like a phoenix that wants to spread its wings and fly. Looking at the inside of the sword body, there is a faint line of blood, running through the sword body.

Staring at the faint line of blood, Mordin's heart suddenly throbbed, as if he felt that the line of blood had an inexplicable connection with himself.

He suddenly noticed that a faint phantom appeared in the sea of consciousness, and he quickly concentrated his mind and carefully sensed this phantom.

The phantom gradually became clearer, and it was the sword, trembling slightly, as if it was about to break free from its shackles and break out of its shell.

Suddenly, a strong impulse was aroused in his heart, and the consciousness in his mind turned into a pair of giant hands in the sea of consciousness, and he grabbed the sword violently and lifted it up.

The sword standing on the ground was violently lifted by the void, and the tip of the sword was a foot above the ground!

A hint of joy flashed on the face of the Qingxu Dao Chief.

The giant hand in the sea of consciousness stretched his hands fiercely, and the sword body immediately doubled, and the sword in the room also stretched two meters, becoming even taller than Mordin.

Mordin hurriedly controlled his thoughts, and slowly closed his hands in the sea of knowledge, and the sword body slowly became smaller, becoming only about a foot long. Mordin struggled to control his hands in the sea, slowly leveling the sword, and then moving forward, the sword in the room shrunk and floated forward in mid-air. Mordin tried to change direction left and right, and gradually increased the speed of movement, and the small sword in the room also flew in the air.

Mordin was not careful, the amplitude of the control was a little larger, and the small sword in mid-air "swished" through the wall, not knowing where it flew to, so frightened that Mordin quickly controlled it to fly back to the original place, suspended in mid-air.

Qingxu Dao Chang nodded with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to summon the sword back. The sword in the sea of Mordin's knowledge suddenly disappeared, and when he came back to his senses, it turned out that the sword had fallen into the master's hand.

"This sword is called the Void Sword, for the teacher to refine it for more than ten years, and finally there is a small success, now the teacher will give you the Void Sword to you, I hope you will play less games, diligent practice. With that, he handed the sword to Mordin.

"Thank you, master!" Mordin was overjoyed, the legendary flying sword finally appeared, this was the first magic weapon given to him by the master, and he quickly stretched out his hands to take it.

Qingxu Dao Chang gently put the Void Sword into Mo Ding's palm, and as soon as the hand holding the sword was released, Mo Ding stumbled, and the small sword that was about a foot long seemed to be a thousand pounds, so that he almost fell to the ground.

"You can shrink it, and it will be lighter, hehehe......" Qingxu Daoist finished speaking, and walked out of Mordin's hut with a smile.

......

As night falls, in the northern part of the Indian Ocean, the beautiful Malhuf Islands resemble a string of pearls, set in the calm sea under the moonlight, glowing with a faint white fluorescence.

To the southeast of the archipelago is a huge palace, which is lit up and glitters in the night.

The interior of the palace is extravagantly decorated, with thick arches made of sandalwood, inlaid with gemstones, doorknobs and borders all wrapped in gold, and in the golden hall, the ornate chandelier hangs from the high dome, and the huge diamonds on the lampshade reflect the charming dazzling color.

This is the palace of the Kingdom of Osm.

In the palace, on a large golden seat, Anthony Osme, the king of the Kingdom of Osme, sits on the throne and looks down.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have honored to go to Koko Island to recruit the Sanqingguan there, and I have the privilege of fulfilling my mission, and under the light of your great radiance, Sanqingguan has now agreed to return to your majesty the King. In the hall, Nabo used as many elegant words as he could, replying to His Majesty the King on high enough for his mission.

King Osm had fiery red curly hair, he was huge, his face was full of flesh, the elder had a huge hooked nose, and a pair of dark eyes that made people shudder, and Nabo did not dare to make eye contact with his gaze.