Mo Jue hurriedly followed Zhang Ziyi's upward pull, climbed the chain again, and then pulled up Hu Anping, who was already asleep.

Seriously, when Mo Jue found that Hu Anping was asleep, he really felt a black line slip down his head.

It was Zhang Ziyi, who kicked him directly: "You bastard, do you have such a senior brother?

Looking at Zhang Ziyi's angry appearance, as well as Hu Anping, who was immovable, he couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Jue had been on the Sword Peak for three years.

Ever since that attempt to break through the realm, Mo Jue has never felt like he was about to break through.

However, Fan Wenxuan and Qin Dang entered the realm very quickly, and now Fan Wenxuan has already set foot in the mortal world, and he can practice the exercises, which makes Mo Jue very envious.

Qin Dang also reached the Quenching Blood Realm, and he was only one foot away from stepping into the mortal, only Mo Jue was still standing still.

The reputation of Jian Feng's new disciples has also spread, but Fan Wenxuan and the others are geniuses, and Mo Jue is notorious, and people often talk about him behind his back.

There is no way, who let the original apprenticeship ceremony, Fang Ce once said to Ye Zuiyuan: There are only three first-class geniuses, and Mo Jue and Fan Wenxuan account for two, and now the two of them are far apart in cultivation, so naturally there is some gossip.

Mo Jue himself didn't care too much, but Qin Dang, this kid, was clamoring all day long to teach others a lesson.

On this day, Mo Jue carried the Evil Sword on his back, carrying two wooden barrels on the iron chain, and behind him, Qin Dang followed closely behind him, and his evil sword was also hanging on his back.

Since Fan Wenxuan broke through the Mortal Realm, he didn't have to come to fetch water anymore.

The two of them came to the waterhole of Zhijian Peak, Mo Jue put down the barrel in his hand with a slight gasp, and ran several times in a row, indeed a little tired.

Qin Dang said while fetching water: "Mo Jue, I feel like I'm about to break through the realm. ”

Hearing this, Mo Jue smiled and said, "Good thing, congratulations." ”

Qin Dang put down the wooden bucket full of water in his hand and said in a deep voice: "But your veins are ......."

Qin Dang naturally knew the veins on Mo Jue's body, and the chains that emitted blue light were still fresh in his memory.

Mo Jue smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically, "There will always be a way, isn't it?"

"Yo, isn't this the first-class genius of Sword Peak?"

Just as the two were talking, a mocking voice suddenly sounded, and a man in a red cloud robe jumped from a nearby tree and landed in front of the two.

"Xia Zhao, what are you doing here?"

Qin Dang and Mo Jue both knew each other: an official disciple of Zhijian Peak, because of Zhang Ziyi's personal disciple, he was very hostile to Mo Jue, and many words slandering Mo Jue were said by this person.

Xia Zhao pretended to be surprised and said, "Isn't this the Sword Peak?

"You ......"

Qin Dang was about to theorize, but was stopped by Mo Jue:

"Qin Dang, leave him alone, let's go. ”

As he spoke, Mo Jue picked up the wooden bucket on the ground, filled it with water in the pool, and turned to leave.

Qin Dang glanced at Xia Zhao hatefully a few times, but in the end, he didn't argue with him, took the wooden barrel and followed Mo Jue out.

Xia Zhao only thought that the two of them were afraid of him, and said mockingly: "Every day the spirit spirit grass is waiting, even if it is a pig, it should be mortal, right? Not to mention a first-class genius......

Hearing this, Mo Jue's faces sank, but they had heard a lot of similar words on weekdays, and neither of them paid attention to Xia Zhao.

But Xia Zhao didn't let go of Mo Jue, and continued: "Anyway, your master is really skinless and faceless, and he goes to Yuling Peak every day to ask for spiritual rice, and he doesn't know how to be ashamed. ”

"Don't deceive people too much!"

Qin Dang seemed to be unable to hold back, clenched his fists, and said through gritted teeth.

Xia Zhao was bored because of the silence of the two of them, Qin Dang's voice made his eyes light up, and a strange pleasure rose from his heart:

"Huh? I'm talking too much, but that's the truth, I heard that your master's cultivation is only perfect, and even some of the disciples of Sword Peak are ...... higher than him."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Jue calmed down and smashed the wooden bucket full of water in his hand on his head.

'Bang'

There was a muffled sound, and the barrel shattered.

This barrel was made of wood called ironwood, which was not only heavy, but also as hard as iron, which shows that Mo Jue was extremely strong at this moment.

The icy pool water poured Xia Zhao on his body with bright red, and this time he smashed his head and bleed.

"How dare you ......"

Xia Zhao covered his head and looked at Mo Jue in disbelief, he didn't expect the other party to be like this.

Mo Jue had a calm face, and another wooden barrel in his hand smashed towards Xia Zhao, and said angrily: "You can say whatever you want, but you are not allowed to say that I am a master!"

'Bang!'

There was another muffled sound, this time Xia Zhao didn't say anything more, but was directly smashed and fainted.

Qin Dang on the side was dumbfounded, even he didn't expect that Mo Jue, who kept saying that it didn't matter, would have such a violent side.

Mo Jue shook off the water in his hand, didn't even look at Xia Zhao who was lying on the ground, turned to Qin Dang and said, "Let's go, go back." ”

With that, he walked towards Sword Peak.

Qin Dang reacted back at this time, and responded, "Oh, it's here." ”

After speaking, he felt as if something was missing, and turned around and kicked Xia Zhao before he kept up with Mo Jue.

On the way back, Mo Jue was silent.

Ever since that encounter with the Black Pupil in the dark space, there seems to be an evil thought growing in his heart.

I occasionally dream of some trivial fragments in my sleep, but when I wake up and think about it, I can't remember anything.

Sometimes he even wondered, if he hadn't met the white-clothed immortal in the first place, wouldn't so many things have happened?

After returning to the courtyard, Mo Jue kept himself locked in the wooden house.

Without cultivation, he quietly looked at the pulse lock mark in his palm in a daze, Qin Dang came to him a few times halfway, but Mo Jue did not respond.

Until dusk, Mo Jue did not take a step out of the wooden house, until he heard a voice:

"Sword Peak disciple Mo Jue, Qin Dang is here?"

A loud shout spread throughout the entire Sword Peak, and several Deacon Peak disciples wearing blue cloud robes stood quietly outside the courtyard.

The plain masks on their faces prove their identity.

Zhang Ziyi and Hu Anping hurriedly came from above the sky and landed in front of the disciples of Deacon Peak.

"I don't know what you're looking for my disciple?"

As soon as Zhang Ziyi landed on the ground, he asked.

Deacon Feng is in charge of intelligence and sect rules, and the Cloud Sword Sect can be said to be well known, and it is basically nothing good to suddenly come to the door.

The disciple headed by Deacon Peak first saluted respectfully to Zhang Ziyi before saying, "Disciple of Deacon Peak, Pan Yang has seen the Sword Peak Peak Master. This trip was for Mo Jue and Qin Dang to wantonly attack the disciples of Sword Peak. ”

After listening to this, Zhang Ziyi was stunned for a while, frowned and said, "This ...... Misunderstanding......"

"Master, this matter is true. ”

With a calm face, Mo Jue walked out of the wooden house and said.

Pan Yang was wearing a mask, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but said coldly: "Since that's the case, take it away!"

With that, several Deacon Peak disciples stepped forward to grab Mo Jue and escorted him out.

Qin Dang and Fan Wenxuan also appeared in the courtyard at this time, seeing this scene, Qin Dang hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"I have a part in this. ”

Pan Yang glanced at Qin Dang and said, "Okay, take it all!"

At this time, Fan Wenxuan stepped forward, blocked in front of Qin Dang, and said, "People, I hit it." ”

Zhang Ziyi was stunned: "What are you doing nonsense? This has nothing to do with you!"

However, his defense was useless, and the three of them were still taken away by Pan Yang and his party.

Zhang Ziyi stomped his feet and said angrily, "What's the matter?"

Hu Anping, who had been watching in silence, silently summoned the flying sword at this time.

"Quick, keep up. ”

As he expected, Zhang Ziyi must be relieved of his disciple.

Deacon Peak, inside a large hall.

The three of them stood calmly in the center, surrounded by Deacon Peak disciples wearing plain masks, and the dim environment brought them a little oppressive.

Fortunately, Mo Jue and they didn't wait long, and the expressionless Wei Yi walked out from behind the hall.

Xia Zhao, whose head was wrapped in layers of gauze, followed him reluctantly.

Wei Yi sat on a chair casually, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip before saying to Xia Zhao:

"Are they the ones who hurt you?"

When Xia Zhao heard this, he quickly pretended to be pitiful, and replied: "Yes, yes, yes, it's them, it's the ruthless one! The peak master must be the master of the disciples......

As for how to have an extra Fan Wenxuan, he wouldn't care.

Seeing Xia Zhao's ugly face, Qin Dang below was a little anxious: "You are talking nonsense! This matter has nothing to do with Brother Xuan......

"Quiet! I didn't ask you!"

As soon as Qin Dang spoke, he was interrupted by Wei Yi's cold drink, and with it, there was a heavy force pressing on Qin Dang.

Fan Wenxuan and Mo Jue took a step forward, one left and one right in front of Qin Dang.

This one-armed peak master of Deacon Peak lives in a simple place on weekdays, and he is silent when he occasionally appears.

But when Mo Jue faced the power exuded by Wei Yi, he sensed the terrifying nature of the other party.

The air around him seemed to condense into substance at this moment, trapping him in place and unable to move, and in a trance, Mo Jue seemed to see an abyss forming in front of his eyes, wanting to swallow him in.

Mo Jue's hairs stood up, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and he could only hold on to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Xia Zhao was overjoyed, and his eyes rolled and said: "Peak Master, you see that they have hurt their fellow disciples and are so arrogant, you must punish them severely!"

Wei Yi glanced at Xia Zhao, did not speak, but put away his might and asked Fan Wenxuan:

"Don't try to deceive this seat, you can tell at a glance whether it's true or not. ”

Fan Wenxuan was silent for a while before replying, "No, if I make a move, he will already be dead." ”