After Mo Wunian encountered Luo Tianbei and felt irritable, it was naturally impossible to follow Lao Su to make rock sugar gourds, and during this period, he actually carved a teleportation array pattern on the spirit stone, in order to deal with the situation in front of him.

But Luo Tianbei is really like a fly, as long as you can smell a hint of it, it will follow you everywhere.

If he came to Mo Wunian for a day or two late, maybe Mo Wunian would have even done his share of the teleportation array.

Mo Wunian looked at Luo Tianbei who was sitting on the ground with a serious expression, and then thought that a fly is a fly, even if it doesn't buzz to make noise to you, but when it falls in front of you, you are helpless against it, and it is like showing off your capital to annoy you......

He felt that Luo Tianbei was this fly, and he had never hated such a person in the past years.

After Murong Xiu and Wu Mu used the teleportation array that Mo Wunian had prepared for them, they went directly to a small mortal country tens of thousands of miles away from Yan Kingdom.

It is rare that a group of mortals are holding some event on the street, the people's expressions are joyful but solemn, and the streets are full of joyful sounds, today is the day of their new emperor ascending the throne.

The weak always have to choose a leader from among them to be the faith, and this is a fact that cannot be changed in any era, natural disasters and man-made disasters.

But the sudden appearance of the two men frightened them, and the people fled in all directions, and the street soon became deserted, even though these two people were as beautiful as fairies.

"Why?" Wu Muxing glared at Murong Xiu, she was originally going to stay with Mo Wunian, but when the teleportation array was activated, Murong Xiu pulled her in.

Looking at the ethereal woman in plain clothes in front of her, she has a peerless posture, and she seems to be able to feather and ascend to immortality at any time......

It's really beautiful, even Wu Mu has to admit it, she just stands quietly in front of you, but even the most dazzling thing is going to be overshadowed.

Especially for her long, narrow and good-looking eyes, Wu Mu felt that her face was a little hot, she touched her face, thinking of her appearance, she felt a little ashamed, but then she said: "Why did you leave him?"

also seemed to think of him, and she had confidence.

"The man had always been polite. Murong Xiu replied to her coldly, and she didn't feel the slightest emotional fluctuation on her beautiful face, but then she said, "But you should believe him." ”。

Wu Mu could feel that there was a trace of clarity in her eyes, and that clarity was an absolute trust.

After hearing this, she nodded happily, smiling more than Huajiao, she said: "Originally, this girl hated you, but now...... I'm starting to like you a little bit!".

Murong Xiu looked at her and said with a somewhat serious expression: "But I can't like you." ”。

In the days she had been in contact with him, some images had conjured up in her mind, strange and familiar, like memories she had had.

There are only two people in these pictures, she looks strange, but she doesn't like it for a reason, of course, if the person in this picture is not her, she must not like it.

Looking at Wu Mu, she continued: "People are selfish ......."

Wu Mu didn't understand what she was talking about, but the good impression she had just raised for her was fleeting, and she hated her a little again.

......

"The young junior's head is really much smarter than our old elm head!" Guo Zhicheng was not angry at all, and there was only appreciation left in his eyes when he looked at Mo Wunian now.

Of course, he also knew that if he couldn't bring back those two innate Dao seeds, it would have a great impact on what they were going to do.

And those two people ran away, and it was a needle in a haystack to look for them again.

"But I can get them back, Qingzhou is so big. But then he said to Mo Wunian lightly.

The sea is so big that it will be difficult to find a needle individually, but if you dry the seawater, you will find it sooner or later...... It is not difficult for a monk of Guo Zhicheng's level, not to mention that all his spiritual sense can be released to probe half of Qingzhou.

It's not hard to find two people.

"You're not afraid that they will go out and tell the Illusory Sky Sect and the Hundred Grass Sect?" Mo Wunian didn't express any appreciation for the praise he gave.

As if knowing that he was going to ask this, Guo Zhicheng had prepared an answer in advance, and without the slightest hesitation, he said directly: "The big names of the sect are all in Zhao State, and it is impossible for them to get out in the next few decades." ”。

"You've been preparing for a long time?"

"Actually, we were preparing for it hundreds of years ago, and in fact, this is the layout of the previous pavilion master. ”

"What is the purpose?"

"Seek peace for all generations in Qingzhou. ”

"Not a word of truth. ”

Regarding Mo Wunian's question, Guo Zhicheng answered seriously and confidently, and he was not afraid of what he would hear.

"So what? You're not afraid to tell me this, because I'm going to die today anyway, right?" Mo Wunian's expression was indifferent from usual, as if the life and death he said had nothing to do with him.

But then again, he didn't want to die here, because there were still so many things he needed to do...... Although the disgust of these things he had done in his previous life made him tired and tired.

But no matter how you look at it, there is a fatal unsolved situation in front of him, even if Guo Zhicheng lets him run thousands of miles away, it can't be regarded as escaping from the palm of his hand.

The starry chess cloth in his hand will find him according to his residual breath, and then fix the breath of heaven and earth on that side, just like the Yan Kingdom in front of him.

"If it were other young people, they wouldn't have told me about that...... I can only kill him too, but you are different, I admit that you have shaken me the faith of the past hundreds of years, and I will erase

Remove your memories and cultivation, just like you did with Yan Bai, and let you live your life peacefully as a mortal. Guo Zhicheng's black hair rose in the wind, and there was a little seriousness in his eyes without the whites of his eyes.

"It's not my words that shake you, it's only you who can shake you. Mo Wunian replied lightly.

"Very clever insight...... I was taught. Guo took a long breath and acquiesced to this statement.

In the past hundreds of years, he would doubt himself every time his hands were stained with innocent blood, but each time it was supported by his senior brother's sentence "a few sacrifices are for long-term righteousness", and it is the same now.

But no matter how brilliant an opinion is, it is not considered brilliant if it is not proven by facts. As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and poked out Yan Bai, who had fallen to the ground.

It is also obvious that his palm is so big, but Yan Bai who hangs in the air is like a puppet that has been lifted, and he can only be at his mercy.

Mo Wunian could feel that the cultivation aura on Yan Bai's body was passing rapidly, and in the end it became no different from a mortal.

"It's your turn. Guo Zhicheng looked at Mo Wunian, speaking plainly but ruthlessly.

Talk, his hand reached out to him.

Mo Wunian could feel that a gray aura had invaded his body, and any soul that had attached to his spiritual platform was eroding the soul that he had been unified in the third gate.

This aura is like a lock, to lock his connection with the spiritual platform, and like a knife, to ruthlessly cut off all the memories of his past life.

He could feel that because of the severance of the connection with the spiritual platform, the spiritual power flowing in the meridians in his body began to dry up, and when there was only the last trace of spiritual power left, he used the summons charm to send a message to Murong Xiu.

Now that Guo Zhicheng has removed the star chess instrument, this news will also be sent.

The message was just a simple sentence: Don't read it, I'll be back, but it will be longer.

Just like a sudden storm, the change in Qingzhou seems to have come in a hurry, and it went abruptly, but it passed overnight, and the rainy days in Qingzhou for several days finally cleared up tens of thousands of miles are blue colors, which also makes me feel refreshed.

There was also news from the high-level of the Qingzhou cultivation world that the problem of the seal on Zhao Guo's side had been resolved, but those who had a heart found that the big names of the sect had not returned.

So much so that who released this news is worth speculating.

The disciples who got the news outside did not return to the sect as soon as possible, because they found that the disciples who had returned to the sect first had disappeared for no reason, just like the previous female disciples had disappeared......!

Mortals don't think about this, for them, the sky is clear, and there are no demons to haunt it, which is peace.

Everything seems to be peaceful, but when you think about it carefully, there is weirdness everywhere, just like in the hazy fog, highlighting a thing you know, with the outline, you also think it is what you know.

But you won't see it until the fog lifts, and you will never see what it really looks like, maybe it has the body you know, but it has a mouth full of fangs.

The unknown is always terrifying......

......

Qingshan County, Qiguo, Qingzhou, is a county town only the size of a palm, and outsiders' impression of it is only the evergreen mountain behind it.

In Luoshi Village in Qingshan County, as on weekdays, they have to return to their usual fields after the weather clears.

But there are some lively things to see today, and I am not in a hurry to plant crops.

There were two people lying under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, not that these two people were extremely senior elders in the village, but that he was brought back by Wang Widower.

"Yo! Wang widower, last time you picked up a daughter-in-law and ran away with someone, what about this time?"

"Bring two people back to be sons for you!"

The county seat is not big, the village is even smaller, and the people's fun is all on him, just like the daughter-in-law he picked up in the last few decades ran away with the rich man in the county, which made people laugh for a lifetime.

Although the villagers are simple, they are also suspicious, and they are very resistant to some of the people he brought at will, you must know that the demons and monsters made a lot of trouble a few days ago, and the immortals were busy killing these unclean things.

Maybe these two lying on the ground are the fish that slipped through the net.

After a burst of ridicule at him, an old man still suggested inviting the village goddess to take a look.

The villagers really invited the goddess, but suddenly the person lying on the ground woke up, and she was so frightened that she jumped again and asked the god to come up. The villagers also became nervous.

"Where is this place?" The man ignored these and asked lightly.

"Falling Rock Village...... Luoshi Village, Qingshan County, Qi State. ”

But when everyone saw his appearance clearly, they felt that his handsome appearance was no different from the indifferent aura on his body and those immortals, so frightened that they couldn't speak.

At this time, another person on the ground woke up, his face was ordinary, he was dressed in a simple gray robe, no matter how he looked at it, he was an ordinary person.

When he woke up, his eyes looked blank, he first looked at the person who was lying with him, then glanced at the villagers, and then his gaze fell back to the man: "Who are you? Who am I......

He felt a little pain in his head, as if he had forgotten something very important, but he didn't want to think about it, as if forgetting was a relief, which was a strange feeling.

"Your name is Yan Bai. The man replied lightly to him.

"Oh oh, I don't like the name. He didn't even think about it.

That person is none other than Mo Wunian, who is in Guo Zhicheng

When he was about to cut his memory, the Nine Cang Sword in his body protected the third door of his spiritual platform, preserving his soul and protecting his memory.

It's just that his cultivation has also been sealed, and now he is no different from ordinary mortals.

Although he also walked a lot after he asked himself to fly in the sky, he felt a little uncomfortable stepping on the ground at this time.

But there is no adaptation, everything will be used to, just like once you get 10,000 taels of money, you have to adapt, once you lose money, you have to adapt.

"Haha, young man, my name is Wang Ertie, if you don't dislike it, how about being a son for me?" The widower didn't pay attention to what others thought of him, nor did he think how shameless he would seem to say these words, he just smiled at Yan Bai.

The simplicity of the harvesters was revealed in him.

When the villagers saw this, they thought that he had an evil in his head, and they were about to laugh at him for his crazy words.

"Okay, then I'll still call Wang Bai better!" Yan Bai smiled slightly, and smiled as innocently as he did.

In this way, Mo Wunian and Yan Bai also settled in Luoshi Village.

If these two people who are not croppers want to stay here, they have to work in the fields, and it can be seen that they don't look like croppers at all.

However, Wang Bai learned quickly how to grow crops, whether it was planting rice or hoeing the ground with a hoe, he behaved better than the croppers.

He is also very diligent, almost every day when the chickens in the village do not crow, he is always the first to get up, carrying a hoe and going down to the ground with a cheerful smile on his face.

After a few days, his originally fair skin also became tanned.

On the other hand, Mo Wunian was not as shocking as he was when he first saw him, but in the eyes of the villagers, he became the most unprofessional one.

Like Wang Bai, he also got up very early, but he was in a daze at a pile of wood under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village every day.

Before he could find a way to recover his cultivation, sleeping became a big problem for him, and he was thinking about how to make a comfortable bed.

For these, outsiders are talking about it in full swing, but for the widower Wang who took him in, he doesn't care at all, and treats him and Wang Bai equally.

For him, he has been really happy these days, he doesn't ask about their past, and he really treats them as his own sons...... Although there is much more food to cook in the pot at home than before, it may not be enough to survive the winter.

But compared to living alone in solitude, he still prefers the three of them to live a poor life together.

"Kuroko, you're going to carve something, right?" As usual, Wang Widower's dark and wrinkled face was full of smiles and brought food to Mo Wunian.

Mo Wunian didn't tell him his name, he saw that he was wearing a black dress and called him "Kuroko".

In Wang Widower's opinion, Mo Wunian was born handsome, and he should have a pair of skillful hands, just like the carving masters he had seen in the county town, and he would only start after thinking about a piece of wood for a long time to carve something spiritual.

Mo Wunian also seemed to have been thinking about it for a long time, and he finally picked up the tools that he put aside, like a saw, then a hammer, and then a nail......

The result was so disappointing that he made a bed—a bed that was flat and crutched, and it was uncomfortable to lie on it.

"Kuroko, this bed is very well done...... I'll put this for you, you remember to eat it. The widower didn't say anything, but bared out his yellow teeth and smiled happily.

With that, he left with his body bent, for for a man who was really much better talking than he used to be in a daze at night at night.

Mo Wunian also seemed to realize that his bed was poorly done, and after thinking for a while, he picked up the tool and planned to make another one.

I don't know how long it took for him to feel the hunger he hadn't felt for a long time, and then he remembered that he was no longer a monk who could open the valley, so he took the food sent by the widower and ate it without thinking about it.

It's just a mouthful of white porcelain bowls with only brown rice and rotten cabbage, just eat a mouthful of rotten cabbage, it is difficult to swallow, and you can also taste it, this cabbage is just boiled, the salt is not put, and the widow can no longer be cleared!

The crops are very simple, not so particular.

He looked at the mountain behind the village for a moment, then picked a wooden stick with the knife on his side, and then simply sharpened it to look like a sword.

When he came to the mountain behind the village, looking at the fish swimming briskly in the stream, he directly stabbed the wooden sword in his hand.

Although cultivation is sealed, some things are just like habits, even if the memory is gone, it will be retained, such as using a sword.

With a random sword stab, a fish was pierced by him......

Looking at the sword, he thought for a moment, and then the whole person stood in place like a stone statue, until the sun was about to set, he muttered to himself: "It turns out that my oneness is not really one." ”。

Unification is to put all things in one place, to his third gate, which is also the unity of the original god body in the literal sense, but he has done all this, what else?

also looked at the wooden sword in front of him, he remembered the first time he practiced the wooden sword in his previous life, and remembered the young self, from which he thought a lot......

Finally, he seemed to understand something, and he said, "I should be one and myself, so ...... From now on, I'll call it Kuroko. ”。

He knew very well that unification would not only restore his cultivation, but more importantly, it would also bring him to true unity, and he would no longer be so clear about his past life and this life.