Zhao Tiansheng's joking voice came from inside the small building, and seeing that Mo Wen hesitated for a long time, he helped him make a decision.

Don't ask yourself to laugh at yourself, when you come to your teacher's house, what kind of face do you talk about? Walk briskly into the small building.

Zhao Tiansheng was fiddling with the flowers and plants on the windowsill, and he didn't turn around, but said lightly: "Say what you want, ask whatever you want, don't spit out, just get out if you have nothing to do!" ”

Zhao Tiansheng's recklessness made Mo Wen's cheeks thicker again, and after gaining insight into the conspiracy of Buddhism, Mo Wen felt more and more respectable about Zhao Tiansheng.

"Teacher, I want to give up the inner breath of Buddhism and practice again!"

Mo Wen's tone was resolute, Zhao Tiansheng was stunned, turned around, and looked at Mo Wen with interest: "It was Daozun who taught you!" ”

Seeing that Mo Wen did not deny it, Zhao Tiansheng sighed and said: "My way is not suitable for you, my sword heart is destined to be lonely, your own way, find it yourself!" ”

Mo Wen was gloomy, and he could figure it out, since the death of his master, Zhao Tiansheng had not renewed the strings for more than ten years, and silently endured loneliness, and the same was true of Jian Xin! And himself, with Lin Xi, how can he let it go?

Thinking of Lin Xi, he seemed to touch the softness in Mo Wen's heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a shallow smile.

Putting aside this question for the time being, Mo asked his mind and told Zhao Tiansheng what happened in Wudang and his party, although Zhao Tiansheng was still taking care of the flowers and plants in his hands, his slightly trembling hands had already betrayed his emotions!

Buddhism actually colluded with weird!

Zhao Tiansheng's heart suddenly brightened at this moment, the woman he loved died suddenly, and various clues pointed to a Buddhist disciple in the top of the clouds, Zhao Tiansheng was in a fit of anger, slaughtered all the disciples of the clouds, wanted to kill all the Buddhist disciples, and was under siege, Lin Wudao personally came forward to stop the fight and saved Zhao Tiansheng's life, that is, from that time, Zhao Tiansheng and Lin Tianci, the seventh son of the Lin family, formed a deep brotherhood.

"Teacher, what is the son of the realm?"

Mo Wen remembered this matter in his heart, and it was also related to his life experience and Zhao's mother's traces.

But disappointed, Zhao Tiansheng shook his head and said slowly: "I don't know, I've never heard of this, but Buddhism has a long history, and I must know some little-known secrets, you have to be careful, Buddhism will not give up!" ”

Although disappointed, Mo Wen still saluted Zhao Tiansheng respectfully, and after a while, he said goodbye and left.

Lin Xi is not in the magic capital, Zhao's mother's life and death are unknown, after seeing Zhao Tiansheng, Mo Wen seems to feel that he is like an outsider in this magic capital, out of place.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the night of the magic capital, the charming capital, is so tempting, Mo Wen put his hands in his pockets, wandering aimlessly, not knowing where to go, not returning to the Purple Garden, afraid of seeing things and thinking about people.

Suddenly, Mo Wen thought of one thing, that is, Zhou Sheng, I don't know if Zhou Sheng is haunted by weirdness, how is it now?

Familiar with the road, I came to Xiangnan by plane, it was the morning of the next day, and after a two-hour drive, Mo Wen came to the foot of Hengshan again.

Mountaineering, halfway up the mountain hundreds of meters away from the top of Zhurong Peak, the old place went down the cliff, stepping on the familiar dead branches and leaves, Mo Wen shouted: "Big snake, I'm here again!" ”

Hearing the provocative shouts of human beings, the big snake roared, and appeared in an instant, and the fierce big snake instantly withered after seeing Mo Wen.

It's this human again!

"Orochi, how is my companion, take me to see!"

The big snake didn't say a word, turned around and swam deep into the cliff valley, Mo Wen followed closely, it was still the dirt hole, Mo Wen followed the big snake into it, and finally saw a familiar figure again.

Zhou Sheng's appearance looked much better than last time, and the strange substances on his body were significantly reduced, and he was overjoyed to see Mo Wen, but as soon as Zhou Sheng opened his mouth, Mo Wen's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

"Donor, you're here, thank you for leading me into Buddhism, this strange substance, the little monk will refine him sooner or later, don't worry!"

At this moment, Mo Wen's heart ached, and he looked at his former classmate in disbelief, but he didn't hear the familiar sentence "Mozi!" ”

Instead, call yourself a donor!

Mo Wen didn't know whether to regret or be happy, in order to save Zhou Sheng, he passed on his cultivation in Buddhism, and it was precisely because of this that he converted to Buddhism!

"Boss Zhou, have you forgotten? Your mother is still waiting for you to go back to serve at the foot of Mount Emei! You can't break your fate, how can you enter the Buddha? ”

Mo Wen tried to awaken Zhou Sheng's last trace of heart, but Zhou Sheng shook his head and said calmly: "Donor, life is old, sick and dead, there is a certain number, and you can't force it!" ”

Mo Wen was disheartened and fell into despair, and suddenly burst into laughter, as if he were crazy.

"Good, good, good Buddha! I don't share the sky with you! ”

After that, ignoring Zhou Sheng in front of him, he flew out of the hole, and between a few ups and downs, with the help of a sword, he flew up the cliff.

Holding the sword dog, Mo Wen quickly ran to the top of Zhurong Peak, at this moment he was already in a big mess, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, to kill all the disciples of the Buddhist Sect!

"Selfless bald donkey, come out and die!"

Outside the Zhurong Palace, Mo Wen's eyes were blood-red, and his whole body was full of murderous intent, shouting!

"The donor has fallen into the devil, and calm down, and wait for the old monk to relieve your worries!"

Master Wuself appeared, and when he saw Mo asking this, he looked stunned, and the Buddha number in his mouth continued, and he recited the mantra in meditation.

"Kill!"

Don't ask or answer, the long sword is raised, the innate swordsmanship is like a flying flower in the sky, and the sword aura is awe-inspiring towards the selfless master!

Master Selfless clasped his hands together and suddenly pushed forward, blocking Mo Wen's innate sword qi and forming a confrontation!

The sword qi swept through the wind, and the sky was full of dust, and every sword seemed to be fighting for his life, slashing at the selfless master with all his might!

Finally, the selfless master turned his palms in front of him for a week, and suddenly discharged a gust of wind, and Mo Wen's long sword couldn't support it, and he retreated step by step.

Out of instinct, Mo Wen put the sword dog into the briquettes, and the Buddha's inner breath gathered in his fists.

The second form of the galaxy: Qiankun Unai!

Punches out, this blow drained all the internal breath of Mo Wen's body, at this time Mo Wen was already crazy, no matter the consequences, he just wanted to kill the bald donkey in front of him!

With a loud bang, the fist breath was opposite to the palm wind of the selfless master, and the surrounding soil and rocks exploded, and the sand and rocks flew away in an instant!

"Kill!"

Mo Wen roared again, and seeing that the stalemate was stalemate, he also attached the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness to his fists!

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, the selfless master couldn't support it, flew out upside down, smashed down a pillar of Zhurong Palace, and fell heavily to the ground!

"Poof!"

Master Wuwu spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, looked at Mo Wen in horror, Mo Wen didn't care, he pressed forward step by step with his sword, and with a wave of his long sword, he was about to finish him off!

"Don't kill innocents!"

An old voice sounded, but at this moment, Mo Wen's heart was not distracted, and his resentment against Buddhism had broken through the sky, regardless of it, he slashed it with a sword.

"Clank!"

The long sword seemed to have touched something indestructible, and in front of the selfless master who fell to the ground, it formed an aura, blocking the slash of Mo Wenjian!

Mo Wen has been holding on to this point, but the oil has run out, and he can't support it anymore at this moment, his body is weak, and he falls backwards.

A cyan figure appeared, waved his robe, rolled up Mo Wen, and disappeared into the sky!