The so-called cultivators who are high up, and the immortals in the eyes of mortals are also produced from mortals.

However, if a practitioner has been sought after by mortals for a long time, he will naturally feel superior to others and distinguish himself from ordinary people. But this kind of mentality of exalting oneself is not very different from those who have once gained power in the mortal market.

At the end of the day, practitioners are human beings.

However, some cultivators have to constantly put the right path and peace on their own...... These words are on their lips, and all of them are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, when they meet weaker than them, they always have to say one or two sentences to show their own unconventionality, and when they meet stronger than them, they will take the words of those "big people" as the most rational classics.

Left and right, it can be said that they are vividly embodied.

For such people, Mo Wunian felt that it was just a simple sentence of disgust, and it was not enough to say that the hypocrisy in their bones was ridiculous.

So in the face of this short and fat man, he would be too lazy to waste his strength when he looked out of the corner of his eye.

A person who is accustomed to superiority is naturally accustomed to superiority, just as an emperor can allow a beggar to prostrate on the ground to look at him carefully, but he is never allowed to stand to look at him, let alone not want to look at him with contempt out of the corner of his eye.

Being treated by Mo Wunian with such an attitude, a wave of anger immediately arose in the heart of the short and fat middle-aged man, and it was only before the tea cup time, and this fire could already ignite a boundless plain.

He slapped Ma Xiaoliu's hand and immediately turned to Mo Wunian.

There is a thousand evenly condensed forces in this palm, which is equivalent to detaining a round of stone grinding plate on a person's body, and absolutely covering the child's bones and flesh to pieces.

It's just that in this process, the young man in black opposite him always stood straight, and he finally turned his head and looked at him with a little interest.

But in those clear eyes divided by black and white, there was not the slightest fear, and some were just indifferent from a long time ago.

Mo Wunian can't use his cultivation for the time being, but who is the mayfly that lives in the tree, and who is the sky and earth Haoyue, he knows everything in his heart.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and it will be dim at some times, but as long as it can emit some light moonlight, its glow will be everywhere in the heavens and the earth.

For this alone, mayflies can't be compared.

Mo Wunian's eyes added a touch of coldness slightly.

On weekdays, his eyes are indeed indifferent and a little lazy, but this does not mean that this is his normal state, when he is not lazy, he is to raise his sword to kill a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses, and his indifference will not change in the slightest.

He didn't move at all, but he was so frightened that the short and fat man was sweating for a while, and the hand he was holding didn't dare to fall.

On that fat face, the anger at the beginning gradually subsided, and more was replaced by horror!

"You...... Who the hell are you?" His head was also quite flexible, and he felt that a mortal would not have such a bearing, and then said: "I am a disciple of Taiyun Sect!"

"Taiyunmen?" Mo Wunian muttered, feeling that this name seemed to have been heard not long ago.

Memorizing names is also related to using his brain, so he doesn't pay much attention to it, but he still remembers that there was a Hua Changkong who claimed to be an elder of Taiyun Sect just a few days ago.

However, Hua Changkong, he can spare his life to be a comfortable fish seller, but the man in front of him, if he continues to keep his life, he will keep a vicious dog to bite people wantonly.

Mo Wunian didn't care about what psychological changes would happen to this middle-aged man, and what kind of fierce inner struggle would he have...... He shook his head at Wu Mu and sentenced him to life and death.

This encounter, only staying together for less than a year, he has some simple actions and words, and she can already understand it.

To shake the head is to take his life.

She gently poked out a jade finger, and for a while the fragrance of flowers overflowed, and there was a peach blossom spiral falling out in the direction of her finger, until there was a rain of pink flowers in the four fields.

This flower looks good, but the pieces are cold and murderous, and the heaven and earth float out with these flowers, and everything is quiet.

The middle-aged man was keenly aware of the murderous intent in it, and he had already come back to his senses and wanted to escape, but his cultivation and even his body movements were restricted by an inexplicable aura!

Pieces of extremely gorgeous petals fell on his body, but they also turned into pieces of the sharpest blades, cutting his skin and withering his cultivation little by little.

He was shocked in his heart, what kind of shocking technique this is, not only taking people's lives, but even the cultivation of monks can be cut off.

This is not the "beginning", but Wu Mu cultivates to the Yin Void Realm again, and what rises is not the realm, as well as the understanding of the Dao and the understanding of the Nine Tribulations cultivation method, she can also hit the effect of "first sight" with a casual blow.

Now that she is facing Mo Wunian, it may not be clear who wins and who loses.

In this kind of technique, Mo Wunian can't see the shadow of "Ah Xiu" at all, but when he thinks of the meaning of this "beginning" technique, the tenderness implied in it has not changed as before.

In the sea of pink flowers, the middle-aged man was already a cold corpse.

"This is the real immortal!"

The crowd didn't know who shouted first, and the rest of the people reacted and hurriedly thanked Wu Mu and Mo Wunian.

Wu Mu waved his hand lightly, and used his spiritual power to gently support the mortal people who were about to kneel down and worship them.

"It's beautiful...... It's also a very powerful spell, what's the name?" Mo Wunian also remembered that he didn't know the name of this spell.

"At first. But that's not the case. She was stunned for a moment, but still replied with a bright smile.

"It's a good name. Actually, it is said that it is the beginning, but the first time is also the first acquaintance, and I have known each other since the beginning of the morning......"

"Say something that this girl doesn't understand!"

"Actually, you know, you understood it a long time ago. ”

He spoke in a serious tone, but she smiled slightly, as if she were proud, and like a shrewd businessman who had made an excellent deal.

Not wanting to stay too long, they turned around and were about to leave, but in the distance, a few streamers flashed in the sky one after another, turning into several men and women with a rather immortal atmosphere.

These people are from several major cultivation sects on the border of Qingzhou. This represents a spiritual vein, and naturally it is impossible for only the Taiyunmen family to dominate.

But the white-robed old man with white beard and white eyebrows, crane hair and childish face, he is from Taiyun Gate, and he is one of the elders with higher seniority in the door, and now he is the Seven Realms of Yangshi.

It's not a big family, but his family accounts for as much as sixty percent of the spiritual veins. Just received yourself inside the door

"Are you...... That outcast from the Phantom Night Sect?" He looked at Mo Wunian carefully, feeling as if he had seen him somewhere.