Mo Wuxie's generosity and indignation and willingness to come forward naturally made Gao Lei overjoyed, and the survival of the clansmen was guaranteed, and he naturally offered Mo Wuxian as a god of war.

In the meeting hall of the Gaotu clan, Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan had already arranged to rest, and at this time, only a group of old men remained.

"Patriarch, can this innocent benefactor be trusted?" an old man asked worriedly.

Gao Lei said helplessly: "Do we still have the right to choose? We can only hope that our benefactor can really help us!"

The other old man looked at Gao Tai and asked, "Can't the Frey help us?"

Gao Tai sighed, seemed to be full of a lot of wisdom, and said helplessly: "I don't know what the reason is, my grandfather is also in trouble, and I can't pull away at all, it seems that something big happened in our Jizhou."

Gao Lei let out a long sigh and said, "I hope we can get through this crisis, and everything will be entrusted to our nobles!"

The Gaotu people are very poor, all the buildings are made of earth and stone, and there are not many empty houses in the city.

Gao Tai originally thought that Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan were husband and wife, and arranged for them to be in the VIP room of the Gao Tu clan.

This made Qu Yuan's face flush with shame, and her heart was even sweeter and overwhelmed.

Originally, Mo Wuxian wanted two rooms, but seeing Gao Tai's demeanor and thinking of the poverty here, most of them didn't have extra rooms for them.

So, the two of them will live in the same room.

In this room, it may be a high-end VIP room in the eyes of the Gaotu people, but in the eyes of Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan, it feels very funny.

The room is all made of ashlar stones, the floor is made of green bricks, only simple furniture, a table, a kang, and two thin quilts are placed on the kang.

There was a teapot on the table, Mo Wuxian poured out a glass of water and handed it to Qu Yuan, quipping: "I didn't expect our cave room to be here, Ha Luha!"

In fact, he has a lot of bad thoughts, especially about men and women, like a yin-worm in his head. However, he is like a natural actor, and he hides it perfectly, even Qu Yuan doesn't see it.

Qu Yuan sat at the table, her head lowered slightly, she didn't dare to look at Mo Wuxie, and said shyly: "You will talk nonsense." If you want to be my husband, you have to pass a lot of tests!"

Mo Wuxian smiled: "The last thing this son lacks is the test, I will prove to your people that I am your perfect partner!"

Qu Yuan nodded, and the blush on her face became even more.

It seems that people in love will have a short circuit in their heads, and no matter how smart they are, they will be stupid, and this situation is like this for Qu Yuan!

Although Mo Wuxian had evil thoughts in his mind, he could still distinguish the situation clearly, and he knew that everything had to be measured.

He said, "It's definitely uncomfortable to sleep here, why don't we cultivate together!"

Qu Yuan said yes, Mo Wuxian hugged her Qianqian's thin waist, Yingying shook it, and she disappeared into the 'VIP room' with a snort.

On the first floor of the Divine Tomb, the time has not yet arrived, and the aura has not yet returned.

Mo Wuxian reluctantly let go of her body, and the extreme water-like softness made him a little appereant.

Qu Yuan was shy, and in order to divert the sensitive topic, she said: "The aura here has not recovered yet!"

Mo Wuxian naturally knew that the Dao had not recovered, and knew that the Dao was just saying it in order to be no longer embarrassed, and said, "Don't worry, we can wait! Now, I need to study the third paragraph of our family swordsmanship, can you give me some guidance on the side?"

When it comes to cultivation, Qu Yuan's wisdom seems to have returned, recovering his former noble temperament, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will learn it?

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "You will be my wife sooner or later, what's the big deal for you to know the Dao!"

Qu Yuan was called by his wife, which once again disturbed the wisdom that had just been restored, and said, "I will accompany you to practice swords!"

Mo Wuxian took out the third section of the Wanxing Moon Sword Technique.

The third stage of the Wanyue Sword Technique is very different from the first two stages.

There are no sword moves, no diagrams, only a general decision: the sword is born from the heart, the sword is me, I am the sword, the sword is one;

Mo Wuxian fell into deep thought.

The unity of man and sword, this is already the highest realm of swordsmanship. And the sword is born from the heart, which obviously means that the sword has been detached from the sword move, and there is no move is a move. The nature of kendo is obviously to let the heart feel nature, let the sword be everywhere, and achieve the purpose of kendo Qiankun.

He can interpret the deep meaning of the final decision, but it is too difficult to practice this kind of swordsmanship.

Memories of the battle that dragged him back to the Danchen Pavilion.

Mo Yan's remnant dream, Mo Ye's ten thousand swords return to the sect......

Suddenly, he seemed to have an understanding, and stood in the tomb of the god, and his figure seemed to be a little blurred.

Qu Yuan in front of her suddenly showed a look of doubt, and there was a feeling that Mo Wuxian was about to disappear, this feeling was too weird for the master of Martial Emperor cultivation, but it was real.

She looked thoughtful, and the surprise in her eyes grew stronger.

Mo Wuxie's body suddenly had an extra sword aura, and this sword qi was like a real long sword. As soon as the sword qi came out, the tip of the sword pointed towards him, and it rotated slowly around him silently.

After a short time, another sword qi suddenly appeared and joined the ranks of the spinning.

After a while, there were already eight sword qi surrounding him. And he, as if there was a special attraction, the eight swords rotated in an orderly manner, silently.

Suddenly, Mo Wuxie's temperament changed abruptly.

His whole person, from illusion to reality, suddenly stood like a sword standing in the heavens and the earth, full of supreme domineering and murderous aura.

There was a silver light in his eyes, and he drank softly in his mouth: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

The eight swords originally rotated at a uniform speed, but suddenly accelerated, forming an aperture, and he was in the center of the aperture.

As soon as he pointed, eight swords shot out in an orderly manner, one sword connected to the tail of the previous sword, and continuously bombarded the stone wall of the stone chamber!

Boom - Eight swords made eight rumbling sounds, however, because the speed of the swords was like light, the speed was so fast that one was mistakenly thought that only one explosion occurred.

The entire stone chamber seemed to tremble, emitting a low mournful sound!

Mo Wuxie's eyes were full of excitement, and his chest was panting violently.

Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect has exhausted all his Xuan Qi, and the power that erupted made him happy, and it was completely able to severely damage the Martial Emperor!

He realized the return of ten thousand swords, and he also had an understanding of the remnant dream.

Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is just a single attack swordsmanship, if all the sword qi of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is dispersed, and it is released indiscriminately, it is a remnant dream.

The remnant dream is a group attack, and the return of ten thousand swords is a single attack!

However, his cultivation was completely unable to support the full burst of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect. He has an intuition that the lowest cultivation that supports the return of ten thousand swords to the sect is Emperor Wu, and the reason why he can realize it and use it is because of the magic of the Mixed Yuan Gong. If he wants to reach the realm of his father, he must reach the Martial God cultivation in order to transform into endless sword qi and be unstoppable!

His thoughts gradually became clearer, and his original temperament changed.

Originally, he was just a person with an elegant temperament and a sense of evil, but at this time, the whole person exuded a strong sword intent, as if he was a sword, full of unparalleled domineering.

Qu Yuan looked at him stupidly, she could feel that if a sword flew towards her just now, she would definitely be injured. What kind of swordsmanship is this? Originally, she felt that the family's swordsmanship had reached its peak, but at this time, after Mo Wuxian released the sword, she had an inferiority complex that sat in the sky.