He didn't cry, he didn't have too many expressions on his face, the parting was bitter, the love was very sweet, the sweetness and bitterness were intertwined, and they turned into a hundred flavors, and these tastes were hidden in his heart and did not need to be expressed.

At the first sunset in June 1334, Mo Bufan once again felt the pain of parting, the last time was when his father died six years ago.

He once again deeply realized that there was only one most important reason why his fate was ill-fated, that he had no strength and was not strong enough.

He had already experienced this truth, so since his father fell off the cliff, he frantically pursued power, but he couldn't get more pain.

Until not long ago, he was able to cultivate, and at that moment he was almost crazy with excitement, and during this time, he was crazy about cultivating, just to become stronger.

He couldn't let the tragedy of six years ago happen again, and he cultivated even harder, this kind of crazy cultivation made him a little distorted, so Feng Tian tried his best to guide him to the normal path, and then met Chu Qingmo again, and fell in love with her, Mo Bufan's heart changed his mind.

Now it is another separation, but fortunately, after these days of getting along, Chu Qingmo gradually softened and changed him, and he was no longer so extreme.

"Boy, I also have to sleep for a while, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, I need to sleep and fuse the power of heaven and earth to restore my soul, I thought about it, I won't take back the wisp of soul on your body, with your kid's crazy energy, I can't say what crazy things will be done one day, leave a wisp of soul on you, I can also sense it in time if something happens, and wake up in advance." Now that you have opened up the Yuan Sea, it is time for the Emperor Martial Arts Chapter to pass on to you. ”

After Feng Tian finished speaking, he passed the Emperor Martial Arts Chapter to Mo Bufan, and there was no sound.

"Teacher?"

No one answered.

"Teacher?"

Still no one answered, Mo Bufan became alone.

Mo Bufan turned around and ran in a different direction from Chu Qingmo, not caring at all that it was already sunset, he had already opened up the Yuanhai, as long as he didn't experience the battle, he could come for several days without sleep, and then he was going north, where was there still some kind of grinding waiting for him to experience.

In the dark night, Mo Bufan walked alone, and his lonely figure was inconspicuous in the night.

He had already opened up the Yuan Sea, his speed had increased greatly, and he was not afraid of the cold, so he was on the road with all his strength for these two hours.

The destination of the northbound journey is the border, and these days he has killed enough demon beasts in the primordial mountain range, he wants to go to the border to see, to collect interest, to take revenge on his enemies.

After five hours of continuous driving, Mo Bufan had already left the primeval mountain range, and now when he just entered the country, Mo Bufan simply rested for half an hour, and hurried after recovering his strength.

When he arrived at a small town, Mo Bufan first bought a few clean clothes, then entered the restaurant and finished buying the best wine in the restaurant, and then hit the road again.

It's the beginning of June, it's rainstorm season in the north, few people go out, farming, adventurous, and businessmen are waiting for a sunny day, and the whole world is quiet, and the silence is terrible.

Loneliness became the only scenery in the heavy rain, Mo Bufan was used to loneliness, and he spent most of the time alone during the five years that he couldn't cultivate.

When you are alone, you don't feel lonely, and loneliness is because there was one more person, and then more people left, and you felt lonely.

Now that Chu Qingmo is leaving, Mo Bufan feels lonely again, only the rainstorm is left, all Mo Bufan can do is to keep hurrying, stop to drink and eat meat when he feels hungry, and continue to hurry after eating and drinking.

The warriors who moved the mountains and nine times were already not afraid of the erosion of the cold and heat, not to mention him, after he carried his vitality, the cold wind could not get close, and the heavy rain could not wet his body.

The rainstorm fell for three days in a row, Mo Bufan rushed to the road for three days, these three days he only rested for two hours a day, he didn't know how far he went, there was a huge city in front of him, more majestic than Tiandong City, in his impression, only Kyoto City was more majestic than this city, this city is called Beiting Pass, across this city is the destination of his trip, the north border.

Beiting Pass is the border city in the north of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is the most powerful and stable defense line in the north, since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has never been that hostile country can cross this city, and it is also the most powerful and dangerous border city of the four border cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The rainstorm stopped, the sky cleared, and the sun showed a golden smile, and Mo Bufan was warned fifty meters away from the city gate that he was not allowed to continue to approach.

He explained his intentions and told the soldiers guarding the gates that he had letters to prove it.

Two soldiers ran over from the city gate and took Mo Bufan's letter.

After a while, the two soldiers signaled that Mo Bufan could pass, and Mo Bufan could pass.

Two soldiers took Mo Bufan to the registration office in the city.

"Name."

"Mu Feng."

"Age."

"Eighteen."

"Cultivation."

"Just entered the Yuan."

The person in charge of registration was a little surprised, and looked up at Mo Bufan, did this young man enter the Huayuan realm at the age of eighteen?

"Your letter was personally signed by General Li Canglan of Tiandong City, but why did you sign it at the end of February, and now you only came in June, and you went there for the next three months."

"I got lost on the periphery of the Primordial Mountain Range, I have been cultivating on the periphery of the Primordial Mountain Range for the past three months, and I only found the right direction after opening up the Yuan Sea recently, so I am three months late." Mo Bufan was telling the truth, but he was hiding many things.

"You can only stay in the city for one day, and you have to leave Beiting Pass by this time tomorrow, is that clear?"

"Understood."

The city defense who was responsible for checking and registering did not suspect that he was not going to enter the city to join the border army, so he didn't ask much, and after registering directly, he let Mo Bufan enter the city.

Although Beitingguan is a border city, its prosperity and liveliness are not much better than that of Tiandongcheng, with the shouts of vendors on both sides of the street, the chatter in the wine shops, and the laughter of children playing back and forth on the street.

Mo Bufan looked at this bustling and lively city, his mood was calm, for him, these people were passers-by, and for these people, he was also a passer-by.

Smack! Smack!

There was a sonorous sound of footsteps, the sound was shocking, uniform, without a trace of superfluous other sounds, and the interval between the front and back sounds was the same, as if calculated.

Mo Bufan looked back and saw that it was a pair of well-trained soldiers patrolling, Mo Bufan hurriedly got out of the way, there was a child playing in front of him, his figure flashed, and one hand directly pulled the child down to his side.

The child seemed frightened, and the playful smile on his face was gone, replaced by a blank and aggrieved expression.

Waiting for the patrolling soldiers to go together, the child's mother hurriedly stepped forward to thank him, and after Mo Bufan dealt with it simply, he turned around and entered an inn.

The inn is not big, not small, not good, not bad, Mo Bufan does not have too many requirements, he only stays here for one night, and will go out early tomorrow morning, it doesn't matter if he lives casually, he directly asked for the best room.

The shopkeeper led him into the room, the best room in the inn has always been prepared with hot water, Mo Bufan closed the door, undressed and entered the bathtub, he wanted a good bubble bath. This is his long-standing habit, even after opening up Yuanhai, his body no longer sweats, he has not given up this habit.

......

Early the next morning, Mo Bufan got up, simply cleaned up, and left the inn, ready to go out.

Mo Bufan walked out of Beiting Pass and continued all the way to the north, the scenery in the north is the most charming, but Mo Bufan has no mood to enjoy the scenery.

After going all the way out of the customs, even outside the customs, you can still see people in the fields cultivating and harvesting grain, there is no safety outside the customs, and there are wars all year round, but in order to survive, these people are exchanging their lives for food, watching these ordinary people desperately want to survive, Mo Bufan is a little trance, they can't pursue life, because survival is already a problem.

Mo Bufan didn't have the power to change their status quo, and he himself was no better than them.

"Get out of here!"

On the dirt road, three horses galloped forward, followed by a carriage, which was protected by a group of guards.

The carriage was large and luxurious, drawn by four horses, and was wrapped in expensive and fine silk on all sides, and the windows were trimmed with gold and embedded with precious stones, and the drapery that covered the windows was all woven with precious silk, and the wood used for the roof was never seen before, but it looked quite extraordinary.

The people who rode in this carriage cannot be described as simple as wealth.

In front of the carriage were three horses, and the roar was heard by the man in the middle.

Mo Bufan was not angry, and he did not get out of the way, because the three horses had already occupied all the road, and if he wanted to give way, he would have to retreat, and he would have to retreat far away.

He doesn't want to retreat, why should he retreat, why is he retreating?

If you don't want to go back, you have to move on.

The middle-aged man on the brown horse saw that Mo Bufan did not retreat, but continued to walk in his direction, sneered, did not stop, and rode directly into him.

Boom!

With a terrifying loud noise, a figure flew up, of course it couldn't be Mo Bufan, the brown horse fell to the ground, and it was the middle-aged man on the horse who flew out.

More than a dozen men on horseback pulled out their long swords placed on the horse's neck, they did not attack immediately, and the man who flew out was not weak among them, but he was thrown away at once, which showed that the strength of the other party was very strong.

The man who flew out stabilized his body, pulled out his long sword and walked towards Mo Bufan, cursing in his mouth.

Mo Bufan didn't continue to make a move, watching the man walk towards him.

The man walked in front of Mo Bufan, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed directly at the top of Mo Bufan's head, Mo Bufan also did not dodge, stretched out his right hand, directly held the cut long sword, and then pinched it hard, the long sword shattered directly, and Mo Bufan raised his leg and kicked the middle-aged man again.

Mo Bufan's body had been polished for a long time, and ordinary swords couldn't hurt him at all.