"If I'm not mistaken, Brother Mo also had a demon before, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jue was shocked, few people knew about this, and even Uncle Wang just thought that there was something wrong with his state of mind.

Seeing this, Lu Qingge hurriedly explained: "Brother Mo, don't get me wrong, because of my younger brother, I pay more attention to this information. Besides, you still have a little demonic aura left on you. ”

Mo never denied Lu Qingge's words, he knew his own situation best, and he did say the same thing as the other party.

However, there was one thing that Lu Qingge didn't see, and that was that the side effects of the Extreme Cold Intention had been affecting Mo Jue's state of mind.

It is not surprising that a person whose mood is already unstable will develop into this situation when he encounters a person who is troubled by demons.

"As for the problem of state of mind, it is estimated that Brother Mo is advancing too fast and his state of mind cannot keep up with the realm, and I haven't come up with any good way for the time being. ”

Lu Qingge's words aptly said Mo Jue's predicament, and there was no way, that is, Mo Jue suspended the progress of his cultivation and adjusted his state of mind.

But it takes time, and it's not just a few days, at least months.

This is the most common way to deal with it, so Lu Qingge didn't mention it.

However, Mo Jue didn't have time to stop and recuperate now, at least he would not think about it until he rescued Lin Xiu and the others.

So Mo Jue could only smile and say, "It's okay, it's just that Brother Lu, you're dressed... See through the red dust?"

In Mo Jue's eyes, Lu Qingge's robe looked like a robe no matter how it looked, so he asked such a question.

Mo Jue just teased, but unexpectedly, the other party nodded matter-of-factly: "I do have this idea, but it is estimated that it is impossible, I can only live a dry life." Anitabha~"

As he spoke, Lu Qingge also sang the Buddha horn with his hands together, and the corners of Mo Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching.

With Lu Qingge's size, even if he is really a monk, he is still a monk of wine and meat, and he has nothing to do with the image of a compassionate monk.

"You bastard boy!! secretly wear such nondescript clothes from Lao Tzu, and take off Lao Tzu!"

Just as Mo Jue was about to say something, a loud shout came from the sky, and then Mo Jue saw a majestic-looking man landing in front of them.

This man's posture is almost the same as Lu Qingge's, and as soon as he landed, he slapped his palm on Lu Qingge's head, and the force was so great that he slapped the latter straight out.

Mo Jue was confused at that time, wasn't this the elder of their division? Why did he suddenly make a move?

Thinking about it, Mo involuntarily took out his long sword, although it was very likely that he was not the opponent of the other party, but he couldn't just look at it, right?

The man noticed Mo Jue's movements, turned his head and smiled at him: "Hehe, don't be nervous, Xiaoyou, I don't have any malicious intent." ”

Looking at Lu Qingge, who had only eased up now and slowly got up, the corners of Mo Jue's mouth twitched, who would believe that there was no malice?

But the next moment, Mo Jue had to believe it, because Lu Qingge got up and shouted at the man: "Dad, why are you?"

The man's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Why can't it be me? ”

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, and Mo Jue didn't know what to do for a while with the long sword in his hand.

"Why don't you take off this dress for me, do you want to be beaten?"

Seeing that Lu Qingge didn't move, the man shouted angrily again.

When the latter heard this, he hurriedly took off the robe on his body, revealing the Taoist robe inside.

Mo Jue looked at it, the Taoist robe on the other party's body was dressed crookedly, full of nondescript feeling, it was easy for him to think of the kind of Taoist priest who was deceived and abducted, and it was not as good as the wine and meat monk just now.

Looking at their almost identical body shapes, Mo Jue sighed in his heart: "It's really not a family, don't enter a family." ’

While Mo Jue was thinking nonsense, Lu Qingge said to the man awkwardly, "Dad, my friend is here." Give some face..."

Only then did the man remember that there was such a person as Mo Jue beside him, and he smiled heartily: "Hahaha, I'm sorry, the dog is not sensible, so I let Xiaoyou laugh." The elder of the Qing Sect in this seat, Lu Yanfeng. ”

Hearing this, Mo Jue suddenly woke up, this was asking about his origin, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Disciple of the Cloud Sword Sect, Mo Jue." I've seen my seniors!"

Don't look at Lu Lingfeng's smile now, Mo Jue dared to guarantee that if he said that he was a casual cultivator, the other party would definitely not treat him with this attitude.

The world of monks is so realistic, there is no one to back on, and others will not even speak well to you.

When Lu Lingfeng heard Mo Jue's name, his eyes immediately lit up: "Oh, you are Mo Jue? No, it's young and promising!"

[What the hell is old and strong?]

Mo Jue complained in his heart, and then asked, "Seniors know me?"

Listening to the other party's tone, it seemed that he knew Mo Jue, at least he had heard of his name, which made Mo Jue a little confused.

He's just a Mortal Realm cultivator, and as an elder of a sect, the other party shouldn't pay attention to him.

"Zhang Ziyi's old guy's newly acquired personal heirloom, who doesn't know this? And if you hadn't notified us in advance, we might have suffered a big loss. ”

Lu Lingfeng smiled and explained to Mo Jue.

Mo Jue was stunned when he heard it, the other party's explanation was unexpected and reasonable.

What he didn't expect was that his master would be so famous, and even the acceptance of a personal disciple would have so many people's attention.

In this way, it is not surprising that the other party knows his name.

Just when Mo Jue was thinking like this, Lu Qingge suddenly shouted: "Oh no, Dad..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Lingfeng dodged behind him, patted him on the back of the head, and shouted angrily: "You're not good!

Lu Qingge hugged the back of his head and said aggrievedly: "No, how dare I curse you, but now there is really something I need your help with, so let Brother Mo talk to you." ”

After that, he ran away with his head in his hands, and after being photographed a few times, Lu Qingge doubted whether he would be photographed stupidly.

When Lu Qingge said this, Mo Jue suddenly remembered his purpose, and immediately saluted Lu Chengfeng, and said, "Please also ask your seniors to help me!"

Then Mo Jue told the story of the incident and pointed out the direction.

At the same time, Mo Jue also made a plan in his heart, if the other party was willing to help him, it would be the best, if he refused, then he would leave immediately.

This unobtrusive family almost made Mo Jue forget about business.

"Oh, and that?"

When Lu Lingfeng heard this, his eyes flashed, and he also understood that now was not the time to drag it out, when he took out an object from his arms and threw it to Mo Jue, and then the whole person stepped into the air, and said:

"This thing can help Xiaoyou, and this seat will go to support the uncle. ”

As the words fell, Lu Yanfeng turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Mo Jue took the item thrown by the other party and looked at it fixedly.

It turned out to be a thick book, a book with nothing written on the cover.

Mo Jue was a little speechless for a while, how could a book help him? Does he annoy the other party by reciting poems during the battle? Or just take it in his hand and slap the other party?

At this time, Lu Qingge ran forward and said, "Brother Mo, let's go quickly, we can't wait any longer." ”

"How to go?"

Mo Jue was lost, and as a result, he wasted so much time, and in the end, he still had to rely on himself to rush over?

Lu Qingge slapped his forehead suddenly, took the book from Mo Jue's hand, and said, "I forgot to tell you, this thing is used by the one in my family." ”

I don't know what's going on, Mo Jue always feels that Lu Qingge feels a little like crying without tears, and he dislikes this unknown book very much.

I saw the latter hesitate for a while, threw the book in his hand into the air, and shouted: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book!"

As the words fell, the books rose in the wind, and finally turned into an open space that could carry several people, and at first glance, it looked more like bricks.

"Let's go. ”

Lu Qingge turned his head and said to Mo Jue, and then jumped up and landed on the book.

Mo Jue also followed, in fact, he was very curious about this method, after all, Zhang Ziyi had never given them a similar treasure.

Not to mention the treasures, there is not even a Dao talisman, and Mo Jue sometimes wonders if he has worshiped a fake master.

However, just as the two were about to set off, another person landed on the book, it was Lu Qinghai, who had been in a coma for a long time.

This little fat man didn't have those crazy breaths at this time, it seemed that the demons in his heart had been suppressed, seeing that Mo Jue and the two were staring at him, Lu Qinghai smiled embarrassedly: "I know I'm handsome, but you don't have to look at me like that, right?"

Lu Qingge laughed angrily and said, "Heh, don't pretend to be dead, go back and clean you up." ”

Just because this kid secretly ran out by himself, he was inexplicably hit twice in the back of his head, and this Qiu Lu Qingge said that he had written it down.

Lu Qinghai didn't think so, but asked Mo Jue with great interest, "Are you Mo Jue?"

Mo Jue was stunned for a moment when asked, then nodded and said, "It's me, do you have any advice?"

For this little fat man, Mo Jue was disgusted in his heart, and his tone was naturally not much better.

Lu Qinghai didn't care about Mo Jue's attitude, and said as if commenting: "Yes, yes, I am indeed qualified to be the disciple of my idol." Work hard, don't embarrass my idol. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard Lu Qingge shouting angrily: "Xiaohai, be cautious!"

Just that paragraph, Lu Qingge wanted to beat someone when he heard it, not to mention that Mo Jue's face sank now, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to mediate, and it would not be beneficial to anyone if he started fighting.

Lu Qinghai also hurriedly closed his mouth at this time, not because he was afraid of his brother's majesty, but because he remembered Mo Jue's obviously abnormal combat power, and the two brothers together were not his opponents.