"Don't worry, brother, I'll carry you on my back. ”

"Is that okay? Aren't you going to drop?"

"No, if you're scared, close your eyes. ”

"Okay, silly brother, you have to be careful!"

Mo Mingming didn't know how to change the screaming on his back and cast the Soul Monkey Transformation Method.

After a while, he climbed to the top of the mountain.

He put down his little shout and said, "Brother, here we are!"

Xiao Xiaohua turned his head to look and saw the green trees in front of him, and the clouds were like light yarns.

In the thin veil of clouds, all kinds of bright fruits were covered with branches, and Xiao Minghua almost suspected that he had come to the fairyland on earth, and shouted in surprise: "Silly brother, you live in a good place!"

"Brother, do you want some fruit?"

Xiao Yaohua nodded, Mo Mingming, and gently picked four or five citrus fruits from the high branches to Xiao Yaohua.

Xiao Xiaohua peeled off the skin and put the pulp in his mouth, and immediately felt the sweetness, deliciousness, and great joy.

Mo Mingzhi asked, "Brother, do you still want it?"

"Hey, silly brother, go see your grandfather first, are you afraid that I won't be able to finish eating these fruits? If your grandfather doesn't kick me out, I'll stay here for half a year and eat all these fruits." ”

"Yes, go and see if my grandfather has returned. ”

They walked out of the fruit grove and came to the mouth of the cave.

Mo Mingming saw that the door was still closed, as if he had already gone down the mountain, and no one had moved, and thought: Hasn't the old man come back yet?

Screaming at how Ink Wise brought himself to the stone wall in front of him.

Because the cave door is integrated with the stone wall, if you don't look closely, you can't see that this is a cave door.

He was about to ask, but Mo Mingzhi had already pressed the mechanical switch, and the door slowly opened.

When Mo Mingzhi opened the door of the cave, Xiao Minghua exclaimed in surprise, "Why is the entrance of the cave here? If you don't open it, you won't be able to see it!"

Mo Mingzhi felt the mystery of the old man even more!

Even in the cave where he lives, is he really a living immortal?

Although Xiao Minghua felt a little disappointed, the scenery in the cave attracted him, and he thought to himself, this is really the land of immortals as Mo Mingzhi said, he said: "Silly brother, your grandfather hasn't come back yet, we are waiting for him here, I think he will come back." ”

"Shall we not go to him, brother?"

"Your grandfather was a god who traveled the world. Where can we find him? We'd better wait here for him to come back. ”

"I'm worried that something will happen to my grandfather. ”

"Isn't your grandfather a god? What else will happen?"

"Because some bad guys want to kill the old man!" Xiao Yaohua was startled again. Don't be my stupid brother who is confused again, so he said, "Who can not kill?"

Mo Mingming was stumped for a moment.

Indeed, grandpa is an immortal, who can kill grandpa?

However, it is true that someone is killing the old man!

Then he told Xiao Yuhua how he met this old man.

As soon as Xiao Yuhua heard it, he knew that this old man was indeed not an immortal, but a mysterious spirit strange person, and he also had a grudge against the major factions!

It seems that he will not return to the mountains anytime soon.

Then he asked, "Silly brother, who has a grudge against the old man?"

"I don't know. ”

"Silly brother, since you don't know, we can't go to him! If he doesn't come back in a few days, why don't we go to him again?"

Mo Mingming had thought about doing the same thing, not to mention that his new sworn brother had just arrived here, why did he leave in such a hurry?

He said, "Brother, let's stay here for a few days." ”

Xiao Yu Hua saw that Mo was still not at ease, so he comforted and said: "Silly brother, this old man is so powerful, he can kill three people at once, I think, no one can easily hurt him, don't worry!"

Suddenly, Mo Mingming's eyebrows locked slightly, and he listened intently.

Xiao Yuhua was surprised and frowned: "Silly brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, don't make a sound. It looks like there is a fight at the foot of the hill on the left. ”

"Oh, yes, silly brother, how do you know?"

"No, that's what I heard!"

Xiao Yaohua was even more surprised, he saw Mo Mingming's listening look, and he couldn't help but listen carefully, but he couldn't hear anything, and thought: Silly brother, are you deliberately playing tricks on me?"

Xiao Minghua couldn't think of it, Mo Mingming's body was full of the cultivation of the old demon, and you could hear the cries of all the animals and the sound of walking for about twenty miles.

Suddenly, Mo Mingming's whole body suddenly convulsed, and he said nervously: "It's the old man who is injured, I'll go and take a look." ”

Xiao Yuhua couldn't help laughing: "Silly brother, don't deliberately pretend, the mountain on the left is far away from here, do you hear?"

"Brother, I won't lie to you, it's true!"

Mo Mingzhi said that he ran out of the hole.

"Really?" asked the little beggar. "I'm going too. ”

"Brother, those fierce guys who chased and killed grandpa didn't leave!"

Mo Zhizhi said that everyone flew down the mountain.

Xiao Yaohua saw his strange martial arts, like a flying ape, but there was no figure for a moment, and he was speechless in surprise.

I can't help but wonder: did this fool deliberately make fun of me or did he really hear it?

If you want to fool me, huh!

It would be strange to see what he said to me when he returned;

If it's true, then my stupid brother's cultivation is extremely high, and it can reach the internal strength of my grandparents!

This little name is no one else, it is the biological granddaughter of Murong Ning and the little witch Bai Yanyan 50 years ago, whose real name is Murong Xiaoyan.

This Murong Xiaoyan has a very similar personality to her grandmother.

She is smart, playful, cunning, and more daring than her grandmother.

This Xiaoyan doesn't like her son very much, but she likes her granddaughter very much.

She will be known for their unique skill - Thousand Illusions Sword Swordsmanship, teaching their granddaughter.

But to learn the Thousand Illusions Sword Technique, you must have the corresponding cultivation, otherwise, it is just some unexpected tricks, and you can't reach the realm of danger, concealment, and strangeness.

So she forced Murong Ning to teach Xiaoyan internal skills, and he personally taught Xiaoyan Xiaogong.

When she was four or five years old, Xiao Yan began to learn Murong Ning's internal skills and the little witch's light skills.

Although Xiao Yan is smart and clever, and the study of things starts immediately, she does not have the same experience and adventure as Tong Ning and the little witch, although she has practiced for nine years, it is impossible to reach the absolute peak of Murong Ning and the little witch in this way.

Since ancient times, it has been said that a good teacher makes a good disciple.

Xiao Yan has been learning martial arts for nine years, and with her current skill level, she is good enough to handle the best martial arts fighters.

When she was younger, she listened to her parents and family talk about her grandfather and grandmother.

She envied and longed for them, hoping that she could go to the Xuan Ling like her grandmother.

When the little witch entered the rivers and lakes, she was eighteen or nineteen years old, and she didn't know the world, the bold Xiaoyan, thirteen or fourteen years old, a female companion in men's clothes, dressed as a little scream, and quietly ran to the Xuan Ling!

She thought no one would notice her dressing up as a flower.

Who knew that in less than a month, he met Mo Mingming, whose heart was as clear as white......

In addition, Mo Mingzhi flew down to the top of the mountain, following the roar of battle.

Soon, he saw four or five people fighting for life and death around the old devil.

The old devil was already disheveled, and his body seemed to be scarred, but he was full of indignation, his posture was like a flying soul, his hands were like lightning, and he said angrily: "The old man swears to burn the jade with you." ”

And the opponents of the old devil are all masters of the Central Plains, and they are also the first masters of martial arts.

They are Master Yuquan, the Grandmaster of the Flash Sect, the Grandmaster of the Shanglinglu Sect of the Meier Sect, the Grandmaster Lu Changxiao of the Banggai Sect, the First Zen Master of the Linshao Temple Court, and the Grandmaster Sima Jian of the Tibetan Sect.

Old Moman thought that he had closed the door to adjust his rest and practice qi for three months, and he had more than a year to practice, and asked himself that his martial arts were unbeatable.

When Mo Mingming died, he had nothing to worry about, so he went down the mountain to seek revenge.

He wanted to pick out the two factions he hated the most. Who knew that the martial arts people in the Central Plains had already taken precautions against him.

Although the old demon has not appeared in the world for two years, and some people say that he was seriously injured and died, the warrior still did not dare to relax his vigilance against him.

Once the old devil set foot in Sichuan, he was discovered by the school ears and big ears of the two factions, and immediately flew pigeons, and notified the gate to send people into Sichuan to besiege the old monster, vowing to eliminate the bane on the Xuan Ling in addition to the old demon.

As the saying goes, second-hand can't win four punches, and one person can't beat many people.

What's more, those who entered Sichuan were all top masters of top sects.

Although the old demon has only recovered seventy percent of his strength, his body is like a flying ghost, he can go in and out of swords, and hurt people in an instant, but he cannot resist the combined attacks of many masters.

Because in the past, many martial artists had died in the towering Nine Shadows Peak of the Old Demon, which caused the anger of the martial arts world.

Therefore, every master was chased from Sichuan to the foot of the Nine Hidden Peaks, almost a common enemy, and he swore not to live if he did not kill the old demon.

After six or seven days of fighting, the old demon was not only exhausted, but also exhausted.

The old demon also knew that he would die today, his tongue was bitten, and a stream of angry blood gushed out, holding his last cultivation in the palms of his hands, and roared: "The old man swears to burn your jade!"

Suddenly, the palm of his hand touched his sword.

The master didn't expect that the old devil's hand suddenly stretched out, and he didn't have time to use the sword, so he could only use the palm of his hand to connect.

Zen master Yuan Yizheng, he knows the power of the old devil's hand, and condenses a person's true cultivation, and the strength is more than 10,000 catties?

At this moment, the old demon could not recover after falling, but he was mentally weak and immediately vomited blood and died.

Suddenly, a flash of light shone on him, and he clapped his hands.

The old demon was very angry, so he had to slap Master Yuanfang, and slapped the Spiritual Dao Chief, "Bang", and suddenly, he saw three figures flying. Then it fell down again.

Although Zen Master Yuanfang could stand still, there were already traces of blood in his mouth, but he was lying on the ground on the long spiritual path, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, while the old demon sat on the ground, his face was like white paper, and his breath was like a gossamer.

At this time, as long as someone makes a small move, they can take the life of the old devil.

But Master Yuquan, Lu Changxiao, and Sima Jian saw that the Spiritual Daoist, a Zen master, was both injured and unexpected, and hurried to rescue the Shangling Daoist and Sima Jian, ignoring the old monster.

Although Zen Master Yuanfang was bleeding from his mouth, he said, "Don't care about Lao Wei, what happened to Lu Changxiao?"

Master Yuquan saw Lu Changxiao lying on the ground, his eyes closed, unable to move, knowing that Lu Changxiao's spirit had been hit by the old devil's fierce palm, seriously injured, if not rescued in time, although Lu Changxiao would not die, he would become a lifelong cripple.

Then he hurriedly stepped forward to help the Shangling Dao Chief, pressed the chest of Shangling back and forth with the palms of both hands, and put it on his back, and the purple yang true qi unique to Dark Cloud Huashan slowly entered Shangling's body.

Sima Jian saw that Master Yuquan was healing his internal injuries for his own exercises, so he closed his eyes and healed his injuries, and then rushed towards the old demon, who raised his head and smiled sadly: "Okay, kill me quickly!"

Sima Jian said angrily: "Old Devil, do you still want to live? If I don't kill you, I will not only feel sorry for the people who died under your hands, but I will also become a sinner of Xuan Ling." ”

He said, waving his sword.

Suddenly, he saw a shadow flash in front of his eyes, and then he heard someone shouting, "You can't kill grandpa!"

At the same time, somehow, the sword was snatched away in his hand.

It's just a matter of moments.

Sima Jian stared into his eyes in surprise and saw a big child standing in front of him, as if the child had suddenly fallen from the sky.

He held the sword in the child's hand.

Sima Jian was a master sent by the Tibetan Dian and a well-known figure in the martial arts world.

He never imagined that his sword would be taken by a child who had never seen him.

He was taken aback, quickly took a few steps back, and asked, "Who are you?"

This big boy is Mo Mingming.

When he arrived, he saw his grandfather, an old monk, and an old Taoist priest suddenly fly out of the air and fall together.

Not sure what happened.

Later, when he saw someone with a sword trying to kill the old man, he rushed to the scene in a panic.

Before he knew it, he shook out the movement of the Soul Monkey Transformation Method.

He walked so fast that he unexpectedly removed the sword from the Sima Knife.

At this time, he had only one thought in his heart: don't let people kill the old man.

Now he saw Sima Jian and asked himself, "My name is Mo Mingming." ”

He saw that he was holding another man's sword in his hand.

Although the matter was urgent, he always felt that it was not good to steal other people's things.

He said, "Uncle, I'm sorry. ”

Sima Jian suddenly turned yellow, and even sneered: "Okay, good, you dare to insult me like this, okay, I don't use a sword, I can teach you a good move." ”

How did Mo Mingzhi know that it was a very shameful thing for a martial artist's weapon to be taken away.

But the innocent Mo Mingming pretended to be clever, not only returned the sword to himself, but also said this, Sima Jian sounded, and felt that it was ironic.

To return the sword to oneself is the greatest contempt for oneself.

Sima Jianke committed suicide, and he didn't want to suffer such an insult!

Seeing that Sima Jian was angry, Mo Mingzhi was confused, and thought to himself: Why is Uncle angry? When did I insult him? At the same time, he still couldn't understand the words in martial arts.

He was taken aback and asked, "Uncle, what is the matter of teaching a master's move? I didn't insult you either! Uncle, do you blame me for taking your sword? I have already returned it to you!"

When Sima Jian heard this, he thought he was insulting and teasing him.

He shouted, "Don't lie to me. Hurry up or I'll kill you!"

Mo Mingming seemed to understand a little, and asked with wide eyes, "Uncle, do you want to fight with me?"

"Yes!"

Mo Mingzhi shook his head: "Uncle, how dare I fight with you?"

Sima Jian thought that Mo Mingzhi not only said the opposite, but also didn't pay attention to himself at all, so he disdained to use his own hands.

Regardless of whether he is a celebrity in the martial arts world, "whew" a punch, hoping that Mo will fight back wisely.

Mo Mingming never imagined that Sima Jian would suddenly hit him, and without defense, he was punched in the chest.

But a surprising thing happened again, the person who was beaten did not move, but the person who was beaten was shaky, fell three feet away, and his wrist was broken!

Sima Jian didn't expect that the big boy actually had a strange true spirit to protect his body, but he could be shaken and hit by the true spirit in his body, so that he broke his hand bones.

This situation not only surprised Zen Master Yuquan and Lu Changxiao, but also made the old demon very surprised, this is Mo Mingming? Even if it was Mo Mingming, he was shocked, thinking: This uncle is very fierce, he hit his own fist, why did he fly backwards instead?

What kind of kung fu is this?

Lu Changxiao said to Master Yuquan: "Master, it seems that this little bastard must be a disciple of the old demon. He has a strange martial arts technique. Kill him, and the future will be the world of Xuan Ling. ”

Yuquan nodded.

The old devil looked very anxious.

Although he used to do everything he could to kill Mo Ming, now that he was a dying man, why let this fool die for himself?

Besides, the fool is here to save himself.

He shouted, "Go away, kid! they're going to kill you." ”

"Grandpa, what about you?"

"Don't bother me, kid!"

"No, grandpa, let's go together. ”

The old devil almost scolded: "You kind little fool, if I can go, wouldn't I be gone now?"

No wonder well-hearted people end badly.

They are destined to be killed.

You little fool, even if you died ten or eight times before, I wouldn't care!

You're better dead.

But he couldn't bear to scold Mo Mingming, sighed and said, "Child, go ahead, I'm dying, why did you die with me?"

"Grandpa, what did you say dead? Grandpa, if you can't go, I'll take you away, okay?"

Seeing that Lu Changxiao and Master Yuquan were about to make a move, the old demon said anxiously and angrily: "Child, don't go, it's too late!"

To Lu Changxiao, Master Yuquan shouted angrily: "Stop! The old man has something to say." ”

Yuquan and Lu Changxiao stopped and asked, "Old Devil, what do you have to say?"

"You honorable people, don't you want to forgive an innocent child?"

"If it's an innocent person, of course we won't intervene," Lu said. "But this boy is your disciple, and we cannot let him go. ”

The old demon said: "This kid is not my disciple, let alone my relative, I only met him by chance. ”

Lu Changxiao sneered: "Old ghost, you can only deceive others, but you can't deceive me." His martial arts are exactly the same as yours. You want me to let this child go, unless you agree to two conditions. ”

"Well, say!"

"First, let me cut the boy's hamstrings and abolish his martial arts, and second, you kill yourself immediately. Only in this way can we save the lives of our children. ”