"This Styx, don't you even want your own two killing swords?"

Mo Li looked at the Styx Ancestor who was scurrying with his head and couldn't help laughing.

This guy came to trouble him violently, and it troubled him for a hundred years, but under the hands of the saint, he was so timid, it was really ridiculous.

However, it is really irritating that these two Western saints have repeatedly calculated him.

If one day, if something happens to Buddhism, he will never let go of the Western Spirit Mountain, and he will definitely step on it!

"He is a thief with a weak heart, since the master is ahead, of course he doesn't dare to stay, otherwise, the price will be more than these two killing swords, and even people will be sealed."

Xuandu said with a smile: "As for this Yuan Tu Ah Nose Twin Sword, it has been with him for countless years, and the Poor Dao can only be suppressed by the Taiji Diagram for a while, once it is released, the Twin Swords will immediately return to the Netherworld Blood Sea." ”

"How can you pay him back so easily?"

Mo Li said with some dissatisfaction: "This guy tried his best to deal with me, although he was slightly injured under the Chaos Bell, but it was not a big problem, if this pair of killing swords were returned to the original owner, the price he paid was too light." ”

"What the little junior brother said is reasonable, and later the poor Dao will go to the Tushi Palace and report to the master, I will always suppress this pair of killing swords for ten thousand years, as a punishment, and let the people of the Styx River know that I am not easy to mess with."

Grand Master Xuandu said with a smile, although he has no way, it doesn't mean that the Supreme Sage also has no way.

Styx Ancestor, what is it in front of the saints?

"Next, junior brother, what are you going to do, but you still want to continue to travel through this heavenly world?" Xuandu asked.

"I can use my clone to travel to other worlds, but the immediate priority is to completely refine this Chaos Clock."

Facing the Xuandu Grand Mage, Mo Li had nothing to hide, and said: "Among them, there is a purple pole sun true fire left by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, which is domineering and incomparable, with my Taoism, I am afraid that it will take some time." ”

That purple pole sun true fire is clearly left behind when Taiyi was in its heyday, and if Mo Li wants to refine, he can only grind and refine it bit by bit.

Originally, there was no need to worry, but now this treasure is known and remembered by the saints.

"Is the Purple Pole Sun really hot? This is a difficult problem, the great supernatural power of Taiyi, the quasi-saint must also retreat. ”

Xuandu frowned slightly, obviously feeling a little tricky.

But then, his face relaxed, he glanced at the sky, waved at the sky, and then said to Mo Li: "Senior Brother Mo, Master Fangcai, his old man and the poor Dao spread the word, saying that he wants you to go to Wuzhuang Temple, where there is a way to solve the true fire of the Purple Pole Sun." ”

"Wuzhuang view? Can Zhenyuan Daxian be solved? ”

Mo was moved, but he was a little puzzled, Zhenyuan Daxian was able to solve the Purple Pole Sun True Fire?

It must be known that when the Heavenly Court of the Ancient Demon Clan was raging, Zhen Yuanzi also contracted the mountain gate, and did not dare to compete with the other party, and now there is a way to solve the true fire of the Purple Pole Sun?

But now it's too far away from back then, maybe Zhen Yuanzi has some understanding.

Thinking like this, Mo Li said: "Zhenyuan Daxian and I have a kindness, when I broke through the Daluo Golden Immortal, I accepted his help, and I successfully broke through the realm, and now I come to the door to thank you." ”

Xuandu nodded, and said pointedly: "You go to Wuzhuang Temple this time, if something happens, don't worry, everything is up to the master and the poor Dao helper." ”

"Yes, thank you for the reminder."

Xuan didn't speak, just took a deep look at Mo Li, and left the small world of Zhuxian.

Looking at the void where the other party disappeared, Mo Li raised his hand and waved lightly, and when the mana was drumming, the scene of the destruction of space and the landslide caused by the great war was repaired in an instant.

He said loudly: "Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Xiao, we will have a meeting later!" ”

After finishing the words, I didn't miss it anymore, and went straight to the Wuzhuang Temple in the desolate world.

"Senior Brother Mo......"

In the ancestral hall, Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu listened to this voice, and their faces showed a trace of reluctance, they knew that this time they parted, with their and Mo Li's Taoism, basically there would be no chance to see each other again.

Mo left the lower realm this time, he was originally coming for the Blood God Son, and now that the Blood God Son is over, with the other party's mana, the two really can't think of anything else worthy of each other's nostalgia in this world.

Perhaps, it will be the next time there will be a catastrophe in Qingyunmen?

Thinking of the boundless supernatural powers displayed by Mo Li, the Styx Ancestor and the Xuandu Archmage who appeared later, not only Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu, but also the monks of the entire Qingyun Sect, they were all afraid from the bottom of their hearts, under that kind of power, they were as small as ants, and even the world was on the verge of destruction.

Fortunately, there is still a recipe passed down by Mo Li......

Thinking of the gift of Mo Li at the beginning, Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu couldn't help but feel a little confident in their hearts, one day, they will also become immortals and gods, with immeasurable divine power.

"It's time to leave, Senior Brother Xiao!"

Lin Jingyu's eyes were full of perseverance, at this time, his heart was full of paths, and it was obvious that this Fang Zhuxian World was already difficult for their Yuanying level monks to have the opportunity to make rapid progress, it was difficult to raise dragons in shallow water, only the world of gods and demons, the real world of gods and demons, they could make rapid progress.

"Leave?"

Xiao Yicai glanced at Tongtian Peak in the distance, sighed lowly, and said, "Senior Brother Lin, if you want to go, go first, I'd better wait a little longer, and when the disciples in the sect can be of great use, it's not too late to leave." ”

After all, he was still thinking about Qingyunmen.

Although when Mo Li returned before, he preached for three days, which benefited all the disciples in the sect a lot, but Xiao Yicai still wanted to watch the disciples in the sect digest all the opportunities, so that more Yuanying monks could leave with confidence.

This is his responsibility, at the beginning, Dao Xuan and other Qingyun seniors handed over the great responsibility to him and let him take over Qingyun, he couldn't just leave for his own path.

Lin Jingyu also understood this truth, and no longer persuaded more, but looked at the sky, his momentum was as sharp as a sword, and his voice was firm: "I should retreat for three days, and after three days, leave this realm!" ”

……

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

Zhen Yuanzi is closing his eyes and recuperating.

Na Miluo walked into the hall slowly, looked at Zhen Yuanzi who was sitting there, stepped forward to pour a cup of hot tea for him, and then said, "Master, everything is arranged." ”

Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes and asked, "Is everything going well?" ”

"It's going well, but Qingfeng Mingyue's two junior brothers are too young, and they are reluctant to give up their master, and they have been wiping their tears, saying that they are willing to accompany their master to live and die together, and they don't want to leave." Milok replied.

"What is living and dying together, the poor road is blessed, and it is not impossible to become holy in the future, where will you die, but the two little dolls are thinking nonsense!"

This Earth Immortal Ancestor snorted coldly, took a sip of the teacup, and then said: "Quick, send them all away, and you, how far can you go, you are not allowed to come back until the teacher has orders, and during this time, you will take care of your junior brothers and sisters who have not cultivated to the Great Luo Golden Immortal." ”

But because of that black lotus, Zhen Yuanzi is now sandwiched between the saints, and he only feels that it is unpredictable, but he is worried that his disciples will be implicated, and in the past hundred years, he has secretly found many small worlds as a place of refuge, so that they can all leave the flood wilderness.

After such a painstaking effort, there are still disciples who act like children and don't leave, which is really ridiculous.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth is so tragic, when that one returns, maybe there will be some bloody storm, and he will not be able to protect himself at that time, where can he take care of these apprentices?

"Master, the disciple doesn't want to leave. Now that everyone is gone, there is not even a person to serve around you, and the left and right junior brothers and sisters are taken care of by the senior brother and the second senior brother, so your old man will let the apprentice stay by your side to accompany you! Mi Luo said with some emotion.

Zhen Yuanzi asked him to arrange for a group of brothers to evacuate, and the brothers naturally had speculations in their hearts.

This kind of hiding has not happened before, when the Lich Tribulation was in the beginning, they hid, and when the God Tribulation was sealed, it was Zhen Yuanzi who directly sealed all the Wanshou Mountains with a book from the ground!

But this time, it was obvious that Zhen Yuanzi couldn't leave, so he arranged for them to hide.

The more this happens, the more Miraku doesn't want to leave. After so many years of teaching, how could he bear the disaster of Zhen Yuanzi alone?

If his Taoism was as lowly as he had been during several catastrophes back then, he would naturally not be like this, but he was a great Luo Jin Immortal, so did he still have to hide behind?

"What do you know? One or two don't let the poor road worry! ”

Zhen Yuanzi said angrily: "Get out, hurry up, if you can use Shangyou, how can the poor Dao let you leave?" ”

"Do you have to be expelled from the teacher to be obedient?"

In this catastrophe, even his cultivation was terrified, not to mention a mere big Luo Jinxian?

I didn't see that the path of the Buddha's journey to the west to learn the scriptures stopped, and the people who took the scriptures died, and there was no movement for so many years, but there was a Buddhist gate with saints!

However, these words could not be told to these disciples, and in addition to persuading them to leave, Zhen Yuanzi talked too much but made them worry.

"Take them away, after today, if anyone still stays in Wanshou Mountain, they will all be expelled from the mountain gate!"

Hearing this, Mi Luo knew that Zhen Yuanzi had made up his mind, and it was useless to say more, so he could only sigh, looked at Zhen Yuanzi deeply, and kowtowed eight times in a row, and said: "Master, take care of your old man, the disciples and a group of senior brothers and disciples are waiting for your good news!" ”

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and didn't speak, just slowly closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Mi Luo withdrew from the hall, and after a short time, the fluctuations of the Wuzhuang Temple shuttling through the void came, and then it quieted down, except for a few yellow turban wrestlers, there was no half of the figure.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes, glanced at the direction of the disciples leaving quite reluctantly, sighed and said, "Being a teacher is also for your good, and you will know soon." ”

Maybe two days later, or maybe three days later, a clear cheer suddenly came from Zhen Yuanzi's ears: "Great Immortal, don't leave to visit, please see me." ”

Here it comes!

He was shocked in his heart, suppressed all kinds of strange thoughts, and said, "It's Mo Xiaoyou, please come down and have a cup of tea." ”

Airplanes!

A burst of red-gold divine light flashed in the hall, and then a young man's figure was revealed, this person was dressed in black, his facial features were handsome, his breath was hot, and his eyebrows were full of heroism.

"Daxian is polite, Mo is bothered."

Mo is very polite when he asks for others, and when he appears, he smiles and is very polite.

Zhen Yuanzi also had a warm smile on his face, and he couldn't see the loss when he drove away the disciple just now, he said: "Mo Xiaoyou, why be polite, please sit down and serve tea." ”

Someone outside answered, and as soon as Mo Li sat down, a Taoist boy served hot tea.

"Huh? Daxian also used the Yellow Turban Lux? What about the breeze and the bright moon? ”

Mo Li asked with some curiosity, he remembered that Qingfeng Mingyue had served him before.

"Recently, there have been a lot of things in the Flood Desolate Continent, and Poor Dao asked these disciples to go to those small worlds to experience a thing or two, and then pick them up after this formation."

Zhen Yuanzi said a word and asked, "I don't know what Mo Xiaoyou is doing this time?" ”

Mo Li didn't delve into the departure of the disciples of Wuzhuang Guan, and when he saw the other party asking about his intentions, he smiled and said: "I am going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, in the past hundred years, I have traveled through the long river of fate, but I was lucky to get a treasure, which is difficult to refine, but I came here with the guidance of the master and the senior brother Xuandu, and I came to ask the great immortal for help." ”

"What kind of treasure, even the saints and Xuandu Daoists have no way, can the poor Dao help?" Zhen Yuanzi said with some curiosity.

"Daxian, please look!"

Mo Li raised his hand and flickered, a small bronze bell appeared in front of him, emitting bursts of cyan divine light, although it was scarred, but engraved with countless patterns, simple and mysterious, and the divine power was hidden.

"It's ......!"

Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback, his eyes widened, staring at the bronze bell, and said in disbelief: "This is the Chaos Bell!" You actually got the Chaos Clock?! ”

"It's just a fluke, thanks to this bell, otherwise, this time it would be difficult to deal with the old devil of the Styx Ancestor." Mo Li said with emotion.

"Styx Ancestor? It seems that the more than 100 years of cultivation of Taoist friends must be extremely exciting. ”

Zhen Yuanzi smiled, his eyes still inseparable from the Chaos Clock.

This piece of heaven opening treasure is the only magic weapon that is not in the hands of the saint, originally Lao Jun wanted him to use the treasure of heaven and earth to help Mo Li find this thing, but now it seems that it is not used at all.

The treasure of the Eastern Emperor Tai's battle, an existence that even a saint can't find, fell into his hands like this?

Is it chance, or is it already predestined?

Zhen Yuanzi didn't know the answer, he asked, "Mo Xiaoyou is here, presumably not to show this treasure to the poor Dao, right?" ”

"Great Immortal Eye, although this Chaos Bell has been captured, but there is a remnant of the Purple Pole Sun True Fire in the heyday of the Demon Emperor, even if I am the immortal body of the three-legged golden crow, it is difficult to control that kind of flame, I don't know if the Great Immortal can help me?"

"The true fire of the purple pole sun in the heyday of Taiyi? No wonder the sage asked the little friend to come to my Wuzhuang view. ”

Knowing the situation, Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "It's also a coincidence, the last time the Taoist friend was in Wuzhuang Guandu, the poor Dao made a bet with that Maitreya and won a wisp of the origin of the Bodhi tree, which happened to be able to deal with the purple pole sun true fire for the Taoist friend!" ”

……

Learned to poke the keyboard with the index finger instead of the middle finger......

(End of chapter)