Mo Wunian's two lives have been cultivated for thousands of years combined, and it can be said that he is accustomed to seeing life and death, such as the fall of the most prosperous human dynasty, or the drying up of the water of a lake to expose the riverbed...... He can look at it without being shocked.

Because birth, old age, sickness and death in the world are the norm, and if you see too much, you will be tired and tired. But he couldn't calm down and see the sudden death of someone he knew.

I remember that not long ago, he and Lao Yuan were on the same table to push the cup and change the lamp, this old ape demon drank the vinegar-like wine with relish, and the little fox ...... He remembered the appearance of an innocent child when he first met her.

Thinking about it, Mo Wunian took out the jar of wine from the arms of Lao Yuan's corpse and held it above his head, opened his mouth and poured it, looking not casual at all, but like a pure alcoholic, he wanted to drink when he was addicted to alcohol.

It looks like monkey wine, but after pouring it out, this wine doesn't look like wine at all, it can't help but be sour and astringent, and it is spicy and bitter.

In this wine, he drank Lao Yuan's explanation of "Taiping", hundreds of years of bitter wandering outside, and again and again with the little fox to find a quiet place in the realm of the human race, as their home, but again and again it was found that it was a strange and had to wander around like a fluttering floc......

The taste of wine reveals the bitterness of his life and how strong his obsession with home is.

And what is home? a place where you can settle down and live the rest of your life. Lao Yuan thought about taking the little fox back to the 100,000 Mountains, and then spent the rest of his life in this village.

He and Mo Wunian just met in Pingshui, and it doesn't mean that Mo Wunian just doesn't like the word "Taiping", it is this kind of tiny and simple Taiping that he likes and recognizes.

I don't know how many times stronger this kind of peace is than the peace in the mouths of some big people! It is also the most real and satisfying.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Mu saw the change in his mood, because his clear eyes were slightly red, revealing a little irrationality.

But in fact, even a person like her, who is used to being "heartless and lungless", can't be rational.

She especially remembered the appearance of the little fox when she met Xiaohu in Yan Country a few years ago, she used a pair of immature hands to string the rock sugar gourd, and then said to her full of innocence: "Big sister, do you want to buy a rock sugar gourd......."

That day, the little fox also smiled simply and simply......

"I'm going to kill someone!"

"I'll accompany you!"

He put the jar of wine in the storage bag, and his expression was flat, but the eyes that were already red revealed an unprecedented seriousness, and she looked at him and replied very seriously.

The erratic wind suddenly blew up, and people didn't know where it came from, and only blew cold from the flesh and bones of the body.

Layers of dark clouds were piled up in the sky, but the raindrops did not fall for a long time, and the people who watched were depressed.

The crazy Guo Ya picked up the sword in his hand and stabbed it at himself, knowing his life, he could have saved the little fox demon......

But he is just a little monk who asks the Yuan Shen Realm, and he can't beat a few junior brothers in the same sect, let alone hurt the teacher who taught him to practice!

Before his consciousness gradually disappeared, he thought about his own sect, and thought about his master and classmates, and decided in his heart that he would not use this sect as a capital to show off in the future, which was both hypocritical and disgusting.

......

Three months ago, the entire sect of the Qingtian Sword Sect set out to go to the 100,000 mountains and exterminate many demons.

When they went, it was silent and not many people knew about it, but when they returned, not only the nearby cultivators knew about it, but even the local people knew about it.

Because thousands of Qingtian Sword Sect cultivators stepped on their swords and walked in the air, the sword light seemed to hang upside down in the sky and flowed a long river, and some people also saw that they were still carrying demon corpses in their hands.

Just as Zhang Zhenren had predicted, they gained great fame in this battle, and the local mortal people respected them more and more.

And in this battle, there was also a disciple missing, but his whereabouts didn't even care about his teacher, and the head of the sect didn't care about it.

On this day, the Qingtian Sword Gate was wide open, and in the mountain gate made of huge white jade stones, the mist was rising, and a layer of glow and auspiciousness was attached to the sky, and it was vaguely visible that it was full of spirit fruit and spirit wine, and there were fairies dancing......

And today, the "immortal elders" of the Qingtian Sword Gate are also quite generous, not only can they drink wine with them when they pass by, but even the people can enter at will, maybe they can ask for a glass of spiritual wine to drink, and add more than ten years of life for no reason.

Even, an elder of the Yin Void Seven Realms of Taiyun Sect, one of the great sects of Qingzhou, also came here as a guest to celebrate them.

As for the surrounding mortal realms, there are lights everywhere, and the whole country celebrates, which seems to be extremely festive.

"Zhang Zhenren used the power of the whole sect this time to punish all the demons and evils, which is really a great contribution to the peace of Qingzhou!"

"Elder Hua is wrongly praising it, the Demon Elimination Guardian Dao has always been the responsibility of my generation of cultivators. Please also ask Elder Hua to have a good time with me today!"

"Good!good!good!hahahaha......"

In the building built for the celebration, Zhang Zhenren, the head of the Qingtian Sword Sect, who had white hair and fairy bones, and Elder Hua of the Taiyun Sect drank wine and talked happily, pointing out the incident at will.

At this moment, two dusty young men came to the mountain gate of the Qingtian Sword Gate, a man and a woman, although they looked clean and clean, they were also very anxious, and once they stopped in front of the mountain gate, they also brought a biting cold wind!

"Fellow Daoist, are you ...... What are you doing here?" A disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect asked, he didn't think much about it.

The main thing is that today is really festive, even the elders of the great sect came to visit them, maybe the two people in front of them are too.

But after he spoke, the two of them did not speak for a long time.

The white-haired woman in pink was fine, but although the man in black looked indifferent, there was a murderous aura in his eyes when he glanced at them, but they had chills down their spines!

"Fellow Daoist...... Which sect is it from?" This disciple could feel that the cultivation realm of the person in front of him was much higher than his own, and his words were full of apprehension.

But the man in black still didn't say a word, just looked at him coldly, a pair of eyes that were emotionless and not beasts, but they were even more indifferent and terrifying than the eyes of real demons that he had seen not long ago.

Not only him, but everyone had a cold sweat on their backs.

Rumble!

Like thunder in the sky.

A long stream of black sword qi floated up, like a rapidly falling half-moon-shaped meteor, and not only the disciples of the Taiqing Sect who spoke immediately turned into flying ashes, but even their mountain gate was swallowed up and turned into ashes.

The cold wind brought by the man in black roamed unfettered like a lonely ghost, and the black ash began to drift in all directions, but the area where the man in black was always clean.

When he moved and continued to walk towards the mountain gate, where there was fly ash, the dust would also ripple in the form of ripples.

"I'm here to kill. He finally spoke, his voice was light and light, as if he was talking to himself, and he had a panoramic view of the Qingtian Sword Gate, which was larger than the scale of the human palace.

"But it's just a palm-sized place, and the word Taiping is also worthy of you to mention?" He said again, as if to listen to himself, or to the woman in pink beside him.

Then, the sword in his hand rose again, and a black sword qi surged out, and the sword qi rose from the ground for thousands of miles, hanging upside down in the sky like a black waterfall that was rushing down, and then poured down from the sky above the Qingtian Sword Gate.

The huge stone sword in the middle of the Qingtian Sword Gate Martial Arts Training Platform below was the first to fall apart, and the buildings turned into dust one by one, washed in the air that was roasted by the sword qi.

Some disciples sensed the vision in the sky, and thousands of flying swords rose into the sky, but they were all chewed into dust by this black sword qi.

It was black and oppressive, and it was entrenched above its head, and the huge Qingtian Sword Gate could not stop its fierce might.

Zhang Zhenren was caressing his long white beard and talking happily with Elder Hua.

But this sword qi pouring down like a flood in the sky really scared him a lot.

"Who is Daoyou, but you want to destroy the mountain gate of my Qingtian Sword Gate!" Zhang Zhenren shouted, pointing his hand and sword at the east, a dragon groan sounded, and a silver-white dragon flew over.

Qiang!......

Canglong turned into a buzzing flying sword and fell into his hand, and the silver-white light dazzled so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes.

He pointed his sword at the sky, and a white sword qi pierced the sky, breaking through the black oppression, and the people below were able to see the sky again!

But being taken aback by this black sword aura, most people were also shocked.

"I'm here to kill!" the man in black said plainly, and this is the answer to Zhang Zhenren.

This man is Mo Wunian, but a few sparks burst out of his eyes can casually turn this huge sect into ashes.

Zhang Zhenren's face was a little solemn, although the person in front of him was two levels lower than him, although he was two cultivation realms lower than him, but the unkind appearance of the person who came always made him feel uncomfortable.

And the momentum of his sword also made his heart beat for a while.

"Come and ask for justice for the so-called demons in your eyes of the 100,000 mountains!" Mo Wunian spoke again, his voice was like a loud bell, and it was like a heavenly sound, deafening...... It is also thought-provoking.

This voice was so loud that it spread throughout the entire Qingtian Sword Sect, as well as through the surrounding mortal realms.

For Mo Wunian, he didn't want to be low-key at all, and he couldn't be low-key, he only remembered that the taste of the wine that Lao Yuan had buried for hundreds of years was very sour, and when the little fox was still a child, he babbled and called his big brother...... The debris of that village burned to the ground.

Zhang Zhenren was also thinking about what he had offended him, because there would always be some disciples who went out to show off everywhere in the name of the sect and cause trouble for the sect.

He remembered that Guo Ya, a junior disciple who had a one-sided relationship, liked to show off the sect the most, causing a lot of trouble, if he had the opportunity to see him again, he must talk about him well.

But if Guo Ya is still alive, he will definitely be ashamed of showing off his sect!