“.........”

Mo Xie was silent for a long time, in fact, he didn't know whether Ku Nan had succeeded or failed, he only knew that Ku Nan had not taken him away, and as for whether he had taken away others, Mo Xie didn't dare to guarantee it.

After all, an ancient power like Kunan, which is left behind, usually leaves one hand as a way back in the process of completing something.

"I don't know. Mo Xie replied.

"Well, come, come and sit. ”

The five generations sat under the dead tree without any image, and at the same time beckoned to the ink evil.

Mo Xie sat next to the five generations very obediently, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart, the five generations are different from the three generations, and the three generations will have a very strong sense of purpose when they do something, so basically as soon as he makes a move, the ink evil can understand.

But the five generations are different, although the five generations have a very straight personality, they can say whatever they want, never wronged themselves, and follow a willful child, but it is precisely because of this that Mo Xie is sometimes really unsure of what the five generations want to do.

For example, now.

The fifth generation took out a red spirit fruit from the storage ring, took a bite and said vaguely: "I know everything about you, don't blame me for not reminding you, after all, I am not allowed to do this with my identity." ”

"I know. Mo Xie nodded in understanding.

"It's good to understand, it's delicious, you can taste it too. "The five generations handed Mo Xie a fruit.

"Thank you. Mo Xie took it, then wiped it with his sleeve and took a bite, and his brows immediately furrowed, it was too sour..... However, in order to give the five generations a face, he still swallowed it in his stomach.

"Hey.... You don't know, there are times when I envy you. ”

"I, what do I have to envy. Mo Xie said with a toothache.

The fifth generation stretched his body, half lying on the ground, looking at the dim sky and muttering: "Freedom, you are very free, although you have a bad life in the Afterlife Sect, but you also have a freedom that others do not have." ”

"Hehe..."Mo Xie sneered, it was the first time he had heard someone envy him, especially since this person's strength was stronger than him and his status was higher than him.

"What are you laughing at, don't look at me as the highest status in the sect, but in fact I am a caged bird, thinking about how to make the sect stronger every day in the cage, do you feel free in this kind of life?"

"Hypocrisy.... Putting a stable life away, however, you want your so-called freedom, not hypocrisy. ”

Mo Xie's face was full of ridicule, and he only felt that the five generations were just like that red spirit fruit, which was sour and made people have a toothache.

"It doesn't make sense to tell you, but then again, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, but you have to leave everything that the sect gives you. ”

"What... I didn't take it... And I didn't say I was leaving..."

The words of the five generations really shocked Mo Xie's heart, as if someone had exposed the secret in his heart, so frightened that he quickly denied it.

"Pretend, continue to pretend, I don't understand what you are thinking, in fact, I understood when I saw you for the first time, the Afterlife Sect can't tolerate you, and sooner or later you will have to leave. ”

The fifth generation continued while playing with the withered grass beside him: "I'm not the old man of the third generation, I don't have the heart to stop you, you can go if you like, but before you leave, you have to leave everything that the sect gave you, otherwise.... You know. ”

The five generations gave Mo Xie a look that you know.

"Uh...."

Mo Xie was speechless for a while, but there was no apprehension and anxiety in his heart, after all, having conditions means that he can leave the Afterlife Sect safely, which is better than having no conditions as long as he lives himself.

"This is what I got after entering the Immortal Sect, you can take a look. Mo Xie took out one of the oldest and most broken storage bags and placed it in the hands of the five generations.

Seeing this, the fifth generation frowned and said dissatisfiedly with the ink evil: "As a disciple of the lineage, you will give me such a little rag?"

"That's really it, you also know how difficult it is for disciples to be in the sect, and all the belongings are here. ”

Mo Xie looked at the five generations with an aggrieved face, how sincere and sincere his eyes were, if he didn't know that he was pretending, he might even believe himself.

"Heh...."The fifth generation laughed, then put away the storage bag and said: "Forget it, I don't like this thing, you can keep it yourself, but you promise me a request, otherwise I will search you myself." ”

"What a request. ”

"In the future, if the Death Sect is in trouble, I hope you can help the sect, at least not let the inheritance be extinguished. The five generations said with a serious expression.

"Good. Mo Xie didn't want to agree directly, this was not perfunctory, but sincere.

Because no matter how the Afterlife Sect treated him, it was undeniable that the Afterlife Sect gave him a rapid growth environment, allowing him, a wild cultivator who had never received the education of the sect, to successfully transform into a real monk.

And putting aside the fact that Ku Nan wanted to take away him, Mo Xie really didn't have much bad intentions towards the Afterlife Sect, but he had always respected this most critical place in his life.

Therefore, no matter where the ink evil is, how high his achievements are, if there is a difficulty in the Afterlife Sect, he must come, and he must do his best, this is to repay the kindness, but also to give back.

"Well, let's leave while no one is in a hurry, the sect is now in the middle of the war, and resources are tight, so I won't give you anything. ”

The five generations smiled with satisfaction, then stood up and walked towards the sect master hall without looking back.

Mo Xie also stood up, and after seeing the five generations leave, he looked around the familiar place, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed twice.

Although he himself had already planned to leave, and he was very firm, and he didn't think that he would have any nostalgia, but when he really wanted to leave, Mo Xie's heart was still inevitably reluctant.

Because it carries too many memories here, it has also witnessed his growth.

"It's time to go. ”

After Mo Xie finally looked around, he walked towards the outer door, in fact, he still had a lot of things to do, but at the moment he didn't want to go, he was afraid that he didn't want to go, so in order not to give birth to that nostalgia, Mo Xie decisively chose to leave.

Along the way, the ink demon walked very fast, almost only a quarter of an hour to the outer gate, and then walked directly towards the gate.

Because of the relationship between the law and the decree, the disciple guarding the gate just glanced at him strangely, didn't stop him, and directly let the ink evil leave, which can be regarded as saving a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After leaving the Afterlife Sect and crossing the black abyss, the ink evil came to a forest, and his eyes were a little confused.

"Where is this, how do I get out?"

Mo Xie looked at the identical woods around him, and he felt a little dizzy, speaking of which, this was the first time he had walked out of the Afterlife Sect, and he had almost forgotten all the experiences except for barbecue when he lived without falling down the mountain.

It also includes the ability to distinguish exits, which gives him a lot of headaches.

"I guess it's going this way.... No, it seems to be this side, uh.... Over here?"

Mo Xie walked around in circles in the dense forest, and after walking for a long time, he could see any exits, but it was also a little rewarding, and he dragged a man-high wild boar in his hand.

After finding a stream and washing the wild boar in his hand, he roasted it on the spot, and the fragrance permeated this small stream for a while, attracting the attention of countless demon beasts, but because of the fear of ink evil, he could only hide in the distance and swallow saliva.

Cracking sound!

The crystal clear grease exploded on the surface of the wild boar monster, making a series of beautiful oil explosions, which were very pleasant, as if they were struck by a musical instrument.

"Yo, there are people here who are eating barbecue, we are in good fortune. ”

Just as Mo Xie was about to enjoy the barbecue that he had not seen for a long time, a somewhat arrogant voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the stream, followed by the trembling of the grass, and three young men in navy blue robes walked out of it.

"Hey, the one in front, I'll give you five hundred spirit stones, and you give us your roasted meat. The young man at the head pointed at the ink evil, and he looked arrogant like the young master of those big families in the world.

Mo Xie didn't care, just concentrated on dealing with the meat in his hand, the feeling of mouth to meat made him really linger, although he used to eat it often in the Afterlife Sect, but he always felt less taste, and I don't know if it was because of his own hands, anyway, it was just one word: incense

"Hey, you're a loose cultivator, and you're quite temperamental, why don't you think you're giving less?"

Because the ink evil didn't have time to change his clothes after he came out of the black abyss, he was in tatters, and he was no different from the beggars on the side of the road, so the young man also subconsciously thought that the ink evil was just a casual cultivator who came here to beg for food.

"Not for sale. Mo Xie said as he ate the meat with his head down.

"Tsk, I'm talking about you. The young man at the head just wanted to step forward to teach Mo Xie a lesson, but he was immediately stopped by his companion, and whispered in the young man's ear: "It's not a loose cultivation, look at his sleeve." ”

The young man at the head followed the gaze of his companion and saw that the tattered sleeves of the ink evil were inlaid with three golden stripes, which were very conspicuous.

"Death Sect!" The young man at the head suddenly restrained the arrogance on his face, and became very serious, he glanced at his companion, and the companion also instantly understood, and a flash appeared to surround the ink evil in the center.

"It's a big fish, Sanwen should be an inner disciple or a core disciple in the Afterlife Sect, as long as we capture it, we will make a meritorious service." ”

The young man at the head looked at the ink evil with a scorching look in his eyes, although Danzong can be called the overlord of the Southern Regions, but the internal competition is extremely fierce, and he has a fight with the Sect of the Past Life, but it has not yet reached the point where the Sect of the Past Life will see blood when they meet.

Similar to the three people in front of him, if they want to accumulate meritorious deeds step by step, I am afraid that they will not be able to go further every one hundred and eighty years.

However, it is fortunate that this battle has just given countless ordinary monks an opportunity, as long as they kill enough disciples of the Afterlife Sect, then they can obtain a large number of merit points, whether it is transforming into elixir spirit stones, or improving their status, it is a shortcut to rapid improvement.