Sixteen years ago, Mo Bufan was just born, Mo lightly led the army to the expedition, came to the border, witnessed the border horse thieves rampant, the people were displaced, and the heart was unsettled, with three thousand silver armor, sleepless for fifteen days, and beheaded the horse thieves on the northern border of the Great Zhou.

Sixteen years later, Mo lightly defeated the deceased, and his son Mo Bufan was sixteen, stepping into the road of cultivation, out of the east of the world, into the primitive, came to the border pass, witnessed the tragic situation after the horse thief slaughtered the village, and was murderous in his heart, saving the weak woman, protecting her life, avenging her, teaching him to practice, a man and a woman to the border, it took a month and a half to lay out, leading the border troops of the two countries to slaughter the horse thief.

So far, the border between the two countries has been calmed down, and the people have benefited immensely.

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The two of them stayed in the inn, Mo Bufan immediately started his own meditation cultivation, although he penetrated a lot of blood, and also broke through the realm, but this month he killed too many people, the murderous aura on his body was too heavy, and he did not have time to practice the Purifying Heart Mantra to purify the soul, in the long run, the soul may not be able to bear the murderous aura, and his mood will change.

However, this also has an advantage, he can temper his soul with murderous energy, just like when Feng Tian used the power of his divine soul to temper his soul, after the tempering of murderous energy, his soul will become stronger and tougher.

Mo Bufan didn't know how to temper his soul with murderous energy, and there should be a method for the emperor's soul refining chapter, but the teacher didn't pass it on to him. He thought about it for a long time, and he could only use that method, just like the teacher sent the power of the divine soul into his Purple Mansion, and sent the murderous qi into the Purple Mansion, which should be feasible.

The risk of doing so is also very high, and it is possible to play yourself to death, so you must be cautious.

Mo Bufan sensed the murderous aura with the power of his soul, and then carefully wrapped a trace of murderous aura with the power of his soul, and slowly sent that trace of murderous aura into the Purple Mansion.

The murderous aura entered the Purple Mansion and instantly invaded Mo Bufan's soul.

"Ahh

Rao is Mo Bufan was prepared, but he still screamed in pain, fortunately, the inn has excellent sound insulation, otherwise his painful roar will definitely attract the attention of others.

It's too painful, it's too painful, it's even more painful than the last time the teacher used the power of the divine soul to help temper the soul, this is simply tearing the soul apart.

The murderous aura continued to erode Mo Bufan's soul, and Mo Bufan tried his best to resist, but the effect was very small, and he fainted directly after only holding on for a few breaths.

Mo Bufan fainted, his soul fell into a dream, and his meaning sank completely, not knowing that he was in vain.

"Xiaofan, what are you doing in a daze! Come and eat. ”

A mighty young man came out of the light and shadow, and grabbed a little boy who looked like seven or eight years old from behind, the boy quietly looked at the birds flying in the sky, and the boy's face was eight or nine points similar to Mo Bufan.

"Dad, when will I be able to fly in the sky by myself like these birds?" The boy pointed to the birds in the sky.

"Wait until Fan'er can cultivate to his father, so it's okay!" The young man looked at the boy in his arms with a look of affection.

"How long does it take to get lights?" The boy looked up at the birds in the air again, and there was a hint of loss in his yearning eyes.

"Soon, when Fan'er grows up, he will be able to reach his father's realm, and he will be able to fly in the sky by himself, and at that time, my Fan'er will be the eagle that flies the highest in the sky." The young man had a smile on his face and a look of grief in his eyes.

"Then I'm going to grow up and fly in the sky like an eagle." The little boy could not see the grief in his father's eyes.

"Hmmm! I believe in my mortals. The mighty man's voice was a little choked.

As soon as the picture turned, the little boy had grown up, and the young man was wearing a disheveled hair, holding the little boy and hiding from the enemy.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, you can't run today, why bother to struggle senselessly." The young man who was running wildly in the mountains and forests was Mo Bufan, and the child he was holding in his hand was Mo Bufan.

The little Mo Bufan in his arms trembled, obviously afraid.

"If you're not afraid, Dad will take you away." Mo Qingdi felt his son's fear, and comforted him.

"Dad, why did they kill us?" Xiao Mo Bufan was very panicked and asked in a trembling voice.

But his father could not answer him, and someone in front of them blocked their way.

Mo lightly held his son in one hand and a gun in the other, and directly killed the person who stood in the way, and the person who stood in the way did not fight him head-on at all, but only entangled him.

With a flick of his fingers, the people chasing behind him had already caught up, and the battle between the two sides broke out immediately, Mo lightly attacked the enemy with a gun in one hand, after all, he suffered a loss, and he had to protect Mo Bufan from being hurt, and he was soon injured.

The hot blood remained on Xiao Mo Bufan's body, and his body trembled even more.

Mo lightly did not dare to rest, he was afraid that the spear would weaken when he rested, and he carried the gun to fight with several strong men again, he had been fighting for too long, the vitality in his body was not good, and the power of his marksmanship was greatly reduced, although he was stronger than these enemies, but it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

The two sides fought for a long time, and the sky was fiery red, as if it was infected with blood.

"Let go, Fan'er, if you don't let go, you'll fall too. Listen to Daddy and let go! Mo lightly yelled at Mo Bufan.

Xiao Mo Bufan held on to it, and said: "Dad, I won't let go, you hold on!" ”

Xiao Mo Bufan thought that as long as he persevered for a while, his father would be able to come up by himself when he had enough rest and strength, and his thoughts were very stupid and naïve.

"Fan'er, you have to live well, don't think about revenge, live well." Mo lightly waved the broken spear in his hand with the last trace of strength, directly cut off his arm, and sent Mo Bufan to the ground.

"Fan'er, live well!"

The voice of Mo Xiaowei came from the cliff, but the sound became farther and farther away until it was gone.

"Daddy!!" Mo Bufan, who returned to the ground, hugged his father's broken arm and looked up to the sky in pain.

"Why! Yes...... Why is that!! ”

"Me! Want! Report! Enmity! ”

The voices of sorrow, pain, and anger resounded through the mountains and forests, and the birds and beasts in the mountains were scattered.

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"Boy, wake up! Wake up! ”

This voice suddenly sounded in Mo Bufan's mind.

In the inn, Mo Bufan, who fell on the bed, shed a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Father!" He whispered to his father.

"Wake up!"

Mo Bufan suddenly exploded in his mind, opened his eyes instantly, and then looked around, his eyes full of confusion. Where am I, and am I not hunted down with my father?

Mo Bufan felt that everything was so strange.

"Idiot, if you don't wake up at this time, when will you stay!" A voice full of compassion sounded in Mo Bufan's soul.

Memories poured into Mo Bufan's mind like a tide, Mo Bufan's eyes gradually returned to normal, but his face was bloodless, pale as a blank piece of paper, and the breath on his body was uncertain, sometimes normal, sometimes weak, and it could completely dissipate at any time.

"Shhh Mo Bufan has a splitting headache.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" A voice sounded in Mo Bufan's head, the voice was full of anger, and it was on the verge of exploding.

"Teacher? Teacher, you're awake. "First questioned, then excited, more than a month, the teacher finally woke up, and finally remembered that the teacher was angry, a little afraid, the teacher has never been so angry.

"I'm awake, but you almost can't wake up." Feng Tian's tone was angry.

"Me? Am I not trying to refine my soul with murderous qi? Mo Bufan asked with a headache.

"You still refine your soul, you practice a fart, you look at your soul."

Hearing this, Mo Bufan closed his eyes, and his consciousness came to his purple mansion space.

"How so? What happened here? "In the Purple Mansion space, the soul power is thin, the soul villain is sluggish, and the whole body seems to have shrunk in a circle, Mo Bufan is shocked.

"How so! I'm embarrassed to ask, how many realms are you in the soul? If it weren't for the power of the divine soul that I left behind to sense that your soul was abnormal and woke up in time, your soul would have collapsed long ago. "The more Feng Tian said, the more angry he became, this disciple was too bold, just a soul of the three realms, he dared to lead the killing qi to refine the soul.

"Teacher, are you saying that I became like this because of that murderous aura?"

"Or else? You are only in the three realms of the soul, and you dare to lead the murderous qi to refine the soul, you really don't know the height of the sky. Feng Tian's tone remained unchanged, and he still looked very angry.

"Teacher, why does the murderous spirit refining make the soul look like this? I didn't use the power of the teacher's soul to temper my soul before, but I didn't become like this? Could it be that a wisp of murderous aura is more powerful than a wisp of divine soul power of the teacher? "Mo Bufan is very puzzled, the power of the teacher's soul can help him temper his soul, why can't he be murderous.

"After years of tempering, my Divine Soul Power has long been controlled freely, and the wisp of Divine Soul Power sent into your Purple Mansion is not offensive or corrosive. Murderous aura is different, what is murderous aura, that is ominous aura, itself has a strong offensive and erosive nature, and your soul realm is too low, you can't control the murderous aura at all, and you can't control the murderous aura at all, and there is only one result if it is not surprising, that is, you sink into the illusion until the soul collapses, the consciousness dissipates, and the body becomes a murderous puppet, becoming a murderous living dead. ”

Feng Tian's meaning is very clear, that is, Mo Bufan's soul realm is too low to withstand the erosion of murderous energy, and using murderous energy to refine souls will not only fail to achieve the effect of soul refining, but will also play himself to death, even if it is just a wisp of murderous energy.

Now this is the best result, this is even higher, if it weren't for the critical moment when he woke up in advance and used his soul martial arts to wake up Mo Bufan, he was already a living dead who could only kill at this time.

"Teacher, how long will it take for me to recover?"

"Three years!" Feng Tian replied angrily.

"Three years!!" Mo Bufan jumped up directly, but the sharp pain in his soul made him lie down instantly.

"So long? Teacher, is there any remedy, I don't have that much time. Mo Bufan begged, three years was too long, and it was completely unrealistic for him.

"Hmph, now that I think of the teacher, why don't you think about it when you induce murderous qi to refine your soul, you can sleep well first, and I'll tell you the way to remedy it when you wake up." Feng Tian said directly.