Hearing the old man's words, everyone was silent, and Xu Mo was also stunned.

This village has not been outside to see it for more than a thousand years, there is something strange here, why no one in the villagers wants to go outside to see, or maybe it is hindered by something.

Seeing that Xu Mo was silent, the old man walked slowly in front of him, shook his arm lightly, and asked hoarsely, "I don't know what other problems the juniors have, and how should I call you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm here. Xu Mo clenched his fists and said respectfully, thought about it and said embarrassedly: "Hmm...... Lost. ”

Hearing Xu Mo's inconspicuous answer, the old man was also stunned for a moment, and then put one hand on Xu Mo's shoulder and said, "It's okay, this matter is not urgent, let's go, you can go to my house to sit first." ”

The palm of his hand slid down to Xu Mo's back, patted it gently, and sighed softly: "Poor child, you must have suffered a lot." ”

This made Xu Mo very embarrassed, so he responded with a wry smile: "Then, thank you old man." ”

"Hey, when anyone is not in difficulty, what are you polite!" the old man said very familiarly, holding Xu Mo's hand, as if he had not seen an old friend for many years.

The villagers passing by all turned their heads to look, then shook their heads, sighed lightly, and did not say anything.

This made Xu Mo extremely puzzled, and when the old man saw that Xu Mo wanted to open his mouth and wanted to ask him, he coughed lightly and said, "Let's go! Come to my house, I will tell you clearly one by one." ”

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, and kept holding Xu Mo's hand and walking towards the thatched house at the edge of the village.

From a distance, I don't think I think anything, but when I look closely, I can see clearly that there is a fence made of wood around the thatched house.

In the courtyard of the fence, there is an old lady who is carrying a basket of soybeans and wheat, and there is a flock of chickens, ducks and geese around her.

The old man first stepped forward, gently pushed open the fence door made of wooden boards, and then turned to Xu Mo and said, "Come in!"

Xu Mo was not polite, and followed the old man and walked in, what he saw was a big tree, and a young scholar under the shade of the tree sat on a small wooden bench and looked at the books.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Seeing this, the old man only coughed lightly twice, and said unceremoniously to the young man: "You kid is not too young, it's time to go out and find a mother-in-law, like now, how will you live in the future?"

"Providence is so, why force it?"

The young man glanced at the old man, then looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice.

Xu Mo, who was standing next to the old man, also looked at him with interest, and then asked very playfully, "Do you know that there are a group of people in the world who claim to be cultivators?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, the old man standing next to Xu Mo said suspiciously: "Cultivator, the legend of picking the stars and taking the moon and changing the heavens and the earth with one hand?"

Xu Mo was quite dissatisfied with the old man's answer, he originally meant to let the young man answer.

"Pick the stars and take the moon?heh! The legend of changing the world with one hand?hahaha!" the young man laughed mockingly.

took a breath of relief, and continued to laugh again: "I see that you have heard too many stories, how can there be such a group of people in the world, old man, don't tease me, haha!"

Hearing his mocking words, the old man sighed lightly and stood in silence.

And Xu Mo, who was standing next to him, frowned deeply and looked at the old man in puzzlement.

The old man noticed Xu Mo's gaze, and said with emotion: "Your words remind me of a poem. ”

"Cultivating the true path will eventually become a demon,

Mortal life is like a pig or a dog.

Scattered and fleeing has nothing to hide,

Where to find the land of paradise. ”

The old man said very dullly, as if he was talking to himself, or perhaps he was talking casually.

The young man saw that the old man was giving him a look from time to time, rolled his eyes at the old man, pouted and walked into the room.

After a while, holding a stool in one hand, he walked towards the old man and Xu Mo, and then put down the stool.

The old man sat down unceremoniously, then patted the stool next to him, looked at Xu Mo and motioned to sit down.

Looking at the stool, Xu Mo's eyes leaked a confused look, but it was just a moment, and even the old man who had been watching Xu Mo next to him didn't notice it.

He bent down and gently stroked the stool with the palm of his hand, then sat down and looked at the old man quietly, waiting for his next words.

......

Six cloud-covered peaks with many houses.

The main hall at the top of the peak is the most conspicuous, and there is a plaza in front of the temple with a statue erected in the center.

The statue was carved with a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face like a knife, standing with his hands in his hands, looking ahead.

In a large hall behind the statue, a middle-aged man sat on top of it, and two other old men stood on either side of him, and there was no one else except three.

"I don't know, why did the two Supreme Elders come?" the middle-aged man asked solemnly.

One of the old men in a green robe frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand in front of him, a portrait appeared.

Immediately after, the old man in a green Dao robe next to him stared at him hoarsely and asked, "I don't know, does the sect master know this son?"

The sect master frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he spread his hands and replied helplessly: "It feels a little familiar, as if I have seen it before, but now I can't remember what his name is." ”

"Humph!"

Elder Tsing Yi snorted coldly, and waved his hand very dissatisfied.

Seeing the panicked sect master, the green-clothed elder pulled the sleeve of the green-clothed old man, and then asked in a cold voice, "Then do you remember that little ghost who cultivates qi?"

After a pause, he said again: "It's the kid who killed all the disciples in the Qi refining period with one slap, the dying kid who beat all the disciples of our entire sect, and the little ghost who was seriously injured by Elder Jindan." ”

"Well, you're talking about Xu Mo!"

The sect master said indifferently, as if it was an inconsequential group of people who died, and those who were seriously injured were strangers.

"Gah!"

The two elders shouted in unison, as if they had encountered something incredible.

The green-clothed elder pulled the green-clothed elder aside and said very carefully, "That, Elder Liu, I think... It's better for us to choose another suzerain. ”

"Well, as it should be. Elder Liu nodded very approvingly and said, paused and then said, "I didn't know that the sect master chosen by the king and the calf would make this tease the sect master. ”

"The ......"

The sect master, who was standing not far away, said awkwardly.

"Say!"

The two elders said unceremoniously in unison, and after finishing speaking, they didn't look at him, and continued to discuss the important matter of choosing another sect master for the sect.

"It seems like you two have appointed me. ”

At this time, the sect master did not hesitate to speak.