There was no tower in the Zhongji faction, and Mo Ying had no purpose, so he just kept walking forward, and after a while, he came to the grove between the two buildings.

The moon on the mountain is always very bright, even if the night is already deep, there are still many young men and women who can't sleep at night, some hide in the shadows, some hold hands and stroll together in the moonlight, and some even hug and kiss together.

"Hey. ”

Mo Ying, who was just a passerby, laughed helplessly, but these warm and beautiful pictures were like thorns to Mo Ying, piercing into Mo Ying's heart. Mo Ying lowered his gaze and quickened his pace, just wanting to get out of the woods as quickly as possible.

"Alas!"

Just as Mo Ying was about to walk out of the woods, Mo Ying saw a lonely and tall tree, a burly man facing the white moonlight, holding a paper pigeon in one hand, and the other broad palm stretched forward, spreading it out over and over again, and then clenching it over and over again, as if trying to grasp the moonlight circulating in his hand.

Perhaps such an act seemed stupid many times, but under this miserable white moonlight, Mo Ying saw only the same sadness.

Mo Ying walked under the tree, sat down with his back against the trunk, and said, "The moonlight can't be grasped, and when you hold it tightly, it instantly turns into darkness. ”

"Yes, when it turns into darkness, I'll be even more empty, but even if it's been empty a thousand times, I still can't help but catch it. The burly man sighed faintly, not surprised by Mo Ying's sudden appearance.

"Huh. ”

Mo Ying smiled without saying a word, and slowly looked up at the cold bright moon in the sky, his eyes full of sadness.

"Are you also missing your her?" The man on the trunk jumped down and landed beside Mo Ying, who was very burly, and was afraid that he would not lose to Chen Xuan of the Fengyue Sect at all.

"Yes, I don't know how she is now, I don't know how far away?" Mo Ying replied without hesitation.

This place is tens of thousands of miles away from Yuntian City, Mo Ying doesn't know if she can hear the voice of this thousands of miles away, or she has already deviated, and she doesn't have to listen anymore.

"Next time, don't be stupid to catch Bai Yueguang, it's better to go directly to her. Mo Ying asked with a smile.

"Haha, she's now, maybe she's still alive, maybe ......" Speaking of this, the burly man suddenly laughed miserably.

"Alas!"

The people who were together had similar reasons, and the people who were separated had their own hardships, and Mo Ying sighed again, just because of the tree under the moonlight, the two fools under the tree.

"Hello, my name is Luo Hui. ”

"Mo Ying. ”

Two people who have the same feelings and are in a similar state of mind seem to have found a friend who can understand them at this time, and even if they met for the first time, they talked a lot.

The next day, Mo Ying learned from Bai Wanhua that Luo Hui was a coach in the sect, responsible for guiding the cultivation of young disciples in the sect, and although his strength was only in the middle of the Dao Body Realm, he was also an out-and-out battle maniac, and he was practicing martial arts almost every day to learn from others.

A year later, Mo Ying spent twenty years old in silent thoughts.

After a year of getting along, Mo Ying had completely integrated into this sect and became the youngest and most powerful elder in the sect. Probably because of poverty, Mo Ying completed a number of extremely difficult sect tasks in this year, and these sect tasks not only brought Mo Ying a reward of spirit stones, but also prestige in the sect.

On this day, Mo Ying returned from the mission and walked straight to the main building of the sect, and Bai Wanhua was the only one in the room dedicated to Wanzhi's predecessors to deal with affairs, burying her head in the various bamboo slips on the copywriting.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Sister Hua, I'm busy. ”

The door didn't close, but Mo Ying still knocked politely three times.

"Uncle Mo, you're back. Bai Wanhua hurriedly stood up.

"It's okay, you're busy. Mo Ying casually sat down on the chair next to him, waved his hand and said.

The elders in the sect are generally above middle age, and even older, Mo Ying is among the elders with his super spiritual power cultivation, so it is not an exaggeration to call Bai Wanhua's generation "uncle", it can be regarded as an honorific title in the sect.

However, although Mo Ying is strong, he is very approachable, after all, he is really not very old, and after a long time of getting along, more and more people have begun to call Mo Ying "Uncle Mo", such as Luo Hui.

"The task was completed so quickly? Bai Wanhua smiled softly, after a year of getting along, Bai Wanhua was finally no longer the shy girl who blushed when she said two words when she faced Mo Ying.

"Hah, it's all the little things. Ice Spirit, there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

Xiaoice Ling grew bigger and bigger, although most of the time he still sleeps, but not all, sometimes he will fly out to play, so the existence of Bing Xuan Ying Dragon is not perfectly hidden. Fortunately, as an elder, Mo Ying has some authority, so there are still a few people who know the existence of this Xiaoice Dragon, and Bai Wanhua is one of them.

"Xiaoice Ling is very good, he sleeps when he is full all day, and rarely flies out to play, but recently it eats less and less, and sleeps longer and longer. Bai Wanhua said.

"Well, thank you Sister Hua, what's next?" Mo Ying stood up, walked to the copywriter, and looked at the piles of bamboo slips.

"There are many tasks, Uncle Mo, you just came back, why don't you go and rest first?"

"No, although Xiaoice Ling's appetite has decreased, I still have to eat after all, and I have to work hard to earn spirit stones." ”

"Okay, this time I'm going to attend a conference on behalf of the sect, Uncle Mo, don't worry, that little guy has me to take care of." Bai Wanhua smiled and handed the bamboo slip to Mo Ying, and her beautiful eyes bent into a crescent moon.

"Okay, then I'll go, you're busy. ”

Mo Ying took the task of bamboo slips, and put them in the storage bag without looking closely, turned around and left, Bai Wanhua hurriedly got up to send it off, but when she walked to the door, she found that Mo Ying had already gone downstairs, so she had to turn to the window and look at the thin black figure from afar.

"Alas, I just came back and didn't rest, it's been like this for a year, why does Uncle Mo fight so hard?"

Bai Wanhua let out a long sigh and returned to her previous position, continuing to flip through the mountains of bamboo slips.

Saying goodbye to Bai Wanhua, Mo Ying walked outside the sect without looking back, and when he passed by the three dilapidated martial arts arenas, he glanced inside. I saw Luo Hui as usual, day after day with other coaches in the door. The weapon Luo Hui used was a long giant axe, which looked a little bulky, but only such a weapon could match Luo Hui's burly figure.

A year has passed, Luo Hui's cultivation has improved by a small level, reaching the late stage of the Dao Body Realm, but Mo Ying is still stuck at the peak of the Dragon Gate Realm, without any progress.

"Uncle Mo, you just came back and are going out again?" Luo Hui saw Mo Ying, withdrew the giant axe and took a few steps back, stopping and shouting. The coach who was sparring with Luo Hui also stopped and smiled at Mo Ying.

"Yes, I'm busy, Ah San, you go on, I'm leaving. Mo Ying nodded and chuckled, and did not stop moving forward.

In the sect, the young beginner disciples will respectfully call Luo Hui "Third Uncle", and after Mo Ying heard it many times, he also changed his name to call Luo Hui "Ah San", to be honest, it is much more cordial to call him by a nickname than by a name.

"Great Immortal, Brother Jie, I just got the news that there is a magic medicine in the canyon under the mountain gate, which can make people improve their cultivation to break through the realm, let's go get it together?"

"Brother Yu, you don't know, Daxian went there a year ago, and was hung up and beaten by the desolate beast guarding there, the emperor crocodile, just like a father beating his son. ”

"Ajie, can you die if you don't speak?"

......

In another dilapidated martial arts arena, there were three people gathered together to chat, they were the Venerable of Gang - Wu Gang, the seven-character mantra - Wu Jie, and the fish of the grassland - Wu Yu, together they were the three "giants" of the Zhongji faction.

Mo Ying didn't participate in their chat, but passed by directly, and after walking farther and farther, he gradually couldn't hear the content of their chat, but vaguely heard Wu Yu say: "Of course I choose to forgive her!"

"Alas, these three martial arts arenas should really be rebuilt, what are they all rotting into!" Mo Ying shook his head and sighed.

The Zhongji Sect has a total of five deputy sect masters, but these five deputy sect masters have never been in charge of the affairs of the sect, and even Mo Ying has never seen their true faces. On weekdays, the affairs of the sect are handled by Wan Zhi and Bai Wanhua, and when there are many affairs, the two of them can't handle it at all.

Over time, some trivial backlogs have become problems among the sects, such as these three old and dilapidated martial arts arenas...... Although Mo Ying will take these problems to heart, but the position is only an elder, and the power is not enough, so these problems have not been solved.

"Wait until I'll come back this time!" Mo Ying finally muttered to herself, and then disappeared outside the mountain gate.

This mission was to attend a regional sect meeting on behalf of the Zhongji faction, located in a large city thousands of miles away, Mo Ying hurried with all his might, and arrived a whole day early, Mo Ying had nothing to do so so he had to find a random restaurant in the city and drink it by himself.

"Little Er!"

"Guest, what do you want?"

"Bring me two jars of good wine, ten catties of green beef, hurry up!"

"Okay. ”

The voice of a bloody voice appeared behind Mo Ying, and Mo Ying didn't pay attention to it at first, but after eating with a glass of wine, Mo Ying suddenly realized that this voice was so familiar.