At night, Mo Jue lay in bed, thinking about what had happened in the past few days.

The inheritance of the Sword Palace that exists in the Demon Forest was nothing at first, but after calming down and thinking about it, there were many doubts.

How could the inheritance of the Sword Palace be in the Demon Forest? It's okay to say on the periphery, but it's in the depths, and listening to Zhang Ziyi's tone, it's too eager.

On the other hand, his state of mind became more and more strange, and there was always an inexplicable sense of irritability lingering in his heart, and he even had murderous intent towards Fan Wenxuan.

Hu Anping and Xiao Fu seemed to be a little wary of him, although they didn't show it, but Mo Jue really felt it.

Is it because of that so-called prophecy? Is it really credible?

Mo couldn't help but ask himself, to be honest, he didn't believe in such a ridiculous prophecy, what is good to guard the world, and evil to the common people. In Mo Jue's eyes, it was all nonsense, he was just an ordinary small-town boy.

"Knock Knock"

When Mo Jue was deceiving himself, there was a knock on the door, and Mo Jue sat up and looked at the door suspiciously: "Who?"

When Qin Dang and Fan Wenxuan were looking for Mo Jue, they didn't knock on the door, they just pushed the door and entered. And Zhang Ziyi and Hu Anping basically don't come at night, so who will it be?

"Division... Elder brother... Master asked me to come... Help you change your dressing..."

With a hint of timidity, a pale yellow figure appeared in Mo Jue's heart, and then said, "Come in." ”

Agreed, Pan Zhenzhen pushed open the door and walked in slowly, still holding a bowl of liquid medicine in her hand.

A familiar medicinal fragrance permeated the room, and Mo couldn't help but think of the time when Xiao Fu bandaged himself during the day.

The same liquid medicine was rudely slapped by Xiao Fu on Mo Jue's wound, and then took the bandage and strangled it casually for a few layers, and it was over.

The whole process was painful, and there could not be the slightest movement, otherwise he would have to be punched by Xiao Fu on the head.

In her words, they just don't remember the lesson.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Jue's mouth twitched several times, and he couldn't understand how a person with such a gentle appearance could do such a thing.

"Senior brother, don't... Stir around..."

Pan Zhenzhen lowered her head and didn't see Mo Jue's expression, put the medicinal liquid on the table next to the bed, and whispered.

Mo Jue also came back to his senses at this moment, and replied in a slumbered manner: "Oh..."

I don't know why, when this junior sister talked to him, she was a little afraid, as if she was afraid of him. Let Mo never help but wonder if he had done something terrible.

Then, Pan Zhenzhen, who had received the answer, attached herself and gently untied the bandage on Mo Jue's head, and a touch of the girl's fragrance poured into Mo Jue's nose, and the latter subconsciously stepped back a little.

"Senior brother, what... What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Pan Zhenzhen asked in a low voice, if you look closely, you can still see her body trembling slightly due to nervousness, as well as the flush on her face.

But Mo was absolutely not, he was very flustered at the moment, it was the first time he had such a close contact with the opposite sex when he was so old, his face was hot, where did he dare to observe these.

As the restraints on his head were untied layer by layer, the tightness disappeared, followed by a layer of cool compress on the wound, and occasionally some gentle touches, which were only touched for a moment, and then retracted.

In this embarrassing atmosphere, Pan Zhenzhen finally changed her medicine, she lowered her head and hid her spring-like eyes in her hair, and whispered:

"Senior brother... Change... Replaced, I'll first... I went back..."

With that, he picked up the empty bowl and hurried towards the door, looking at it as if there was something terrible behind him.

"Senior sister. ”

Before Pan Zhenzhen ran out, Mo Jue suddenly remembered something, opened his mouth to call the other party, and asked the doubts in his heart:

"I have a question, why is my sister so afraid of me, but what did my brother do that scared my sister?"

Pan Zhenzhen's figure paused for a moment, and after hesitating for a moment, he returned: "Senior brother's body... The power of the power I've seen..."

After that, Pan Zhenzhen ran out of the door, not giving Mo Jue a chance to ask again.

Mo Jue sat on the bed, Pan Zhenzhen's words echoed in his mind, and muttered, "Have you seen it?"

The power in his body undoubtedly refers to the extremely cold intent that the black pupil Mo absolutely manipulates, and he has never seen Pan Zhenzhen before.

That is to say, in Mo Jue's blocked memory, he may have seen Pan Zhenzhen somewhere, and at that time, the power in his body was out of control, so the other party saw him, or sensed his power, so he was so afraid.

Thinking of this, a surge of excitement rose in Mo Jue's heart, and there was finally a breakthrough in that memory.

hurriedly stood up and chased out, but where was Pan Zhenzhen's shadow.

"Well, forget it. I'll have a lot of time to ask later. ”

Mo Jue sighed and comforted himself, after all, looking at Pan Zhenzhen's demeanor, he probably couldn't ask anything.

The night passed quickly, Mo Jue deliberately got up early in the morning, and when it was just dawn, he came to the iron chain connecting the floating peak, took out a black cloth and blindfolded his eyes.

Yesterday, he awakened his strength in a conscious state, and he also clearly sensed the existence of spiritual consciousness, and the seal left by Hu Anping had already been broken, and he still needed to keep calm all the time to endure those noises, but now he was safe all night.

Mo Jue took a deep breath and stepped on it, and with the movement of his mind, his spiritual sense spread out, and the darkness in front of him no longer existed, as if he had an extra eye, and even the scratches left under his feet at some point could be seen clearly.

However, the fly in the ointment is that the range of spiritual consciousness is very short, only a little more than three zhang in range, with Mo Jue as the center, spreading into a spherical shape.

Although he 'saw' the road in front of him, Mo Jue was also trying for the first time, and he had no bottom in his heart, so he could only move forward slowly step by step.

After walking for a while, Jian Feng disappeared in Mo Jue's perception, and there was darkness behind him, and a panic for no reason occupied Mo Jue's heart, as if there was no end to this iron chain that had been gone for an unknown number of times.

In this panic, the mind was naturally unstable, because the world that had expanded from the spiritual sense was like a stone being thrown into the calm water of a lake at this moment, with a little ripple.

Mo Jue didn't dare to go down a single step, the iron chain under his feet was naturally broken into pieces in his perception at this time, and now he was in the air again, but if he took a wrong step, he would die.

He quickly sat down cross-legged, put all thoughts out of his mind, and slowed down for a while before he regained his spiritual consciousness.

This situation is not expected by Mo Jue at all, it is too simple to think, and now it can be said that it is a dilemma, I don't know how far I go forward, and I am unwilling to go back.

What's even worse is that a gust of wind swept through at this time, and the chains swayed with it, and maintaining a calm mind and maintaining balance had exhausted all of Mo Jue's energy, let alone continue to move forward.

However, the wind did not stop quickly, but grew bigger and bigger, and the chains swayed more and more strongly, and just as Mo Jue was about to fall, a hand held him.

"If you are afraid of death, then what kind of immortal are you looking for, what kind of Tao is you asking?"

A simple single sentence, as if there was some inexplicable power, stabilized Mo's uncertain state of mind, he had heard this sentence, and it was on the top of Daoyuan Peak, Ye Zuiyuan said it himself.

The hand let go of Mo Jue's hold, and didn't pay any more attention to him, and the wind howled, and the chain shook more and more.

Mo Jue tried his best to maintain his balance, slowly untied the black cloth that was blindfolded, and saw Ye Zuiyuan standing on the iron chain with his hands behind his back, no matter how the wind blows, the robe on his body does not move at all.

Sensing Mo Jue's movements, Ye Zuiyuan glanced at him and said slowly: "Zhang Ziyi didn't teach you anything? ”

Hearing this, Mo Jue wanted to refute a few words, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Let's not say that as a disciple, you shouldn't criticize the master, at least someone just saved you, which is also true.

Therefore, Mo Jue could only be silent in the face of Ye Zuiyuan.

Ye Zuiyuan didn't care about Mo Jue's reaction, calmly looked at the sky in the distance, and continued:

"The mind is uncertain, evil thoughts breed, and the Dao heart is a golem, if you are still like this, I am afraid that the heart demon tribulation will not be able to survive in the future. ”

After saying this, Mo Jue was frightened enough, and hurriedly asked, "What is the Heart Demon Tribulation?"

In a panic, Mo Jue didn't even use the honorific title.

Ye Zuiyuan didn't care, just turned around and looked at Mo Jue quietly and said, "If you are afraid, go back, this road is not suitable for you." If the heart is not strong, sooner or later you will die on this path of cultivation. ”

When he said these few words, Ye Zuiyuan's tone was extremely calm, and even his expression did not change in the slightest, but Mo Jue clearly saw a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

Disappointed?Why is he disappointed?Isn't he the master of Sword Peak?

A few questions flashed through Mo Jue's heart, and he didn't understand why Ye Zuiyuan said these words, and he didn't understand why he appeared here.

As if seeing Mo Jue's doubts, Ye Zuiyuan shot out a spiritual power, condensed a mirror in front of him, and said slowly: "I have been paying attention to you since three years ago, son of prophecy. What should I do with you?"

A killing intent emanated from Ye Zuiyuan's body, and he actually had a murderous intent towards Mo Jue, as if he wanted to wipe out this person who might be a disaster in the future.

Ye Zuiyuan's words made Mo Jueleng freeze in place, and muttered in his mouth: "It's a prophecy again..."

At this moment, he finally understood why Zhang Ziyi was so eager to let him go to the Demon Forest to take the inheritance of the Sword Palace, just for that sentence: to guard the world for good, and to protect the common people for evil.

Thinking back to what happened after he joined the Cloud Sword Sect, he was undoubtedly more likely to be evil.

As soon as this conjecture appeared, it was deeply rooted in Mo Jue's heart, as if a seed had been planted, and it would grow into a towering tree at some point.

Mo Jue raised his head, facing Ye Zuiyuan's killing intent, and asked, "How does the peak master plan to deal with the disciples?" ”