After Pang Tian said this, Mo Jue and the two remembered that they were still holding the heavy wooden barrel in their hands.

Slowly lowering the wooden barrel, Mo Jue hugged his fist towards the other party and said:

"Sword Peak disciple Mo Jue, I have seen my senior brother. ”

Pang Tian nodded with a smile, and then looked at Fan Wenxuan.

The latter had a straight face and said coldly: "Sword Peak disciple Fan Wenxuan, I have seen Senior Brother. ”

Pang Tian didn't care, and replied, "You two are here to fetch water, right? This has become the tradition of your Sword Peak. ”

As he spoke, Pang Tian stretched out his hand to point out the direction for the two.

Mo Jue was worried that he didn't know where to fetch water, so he said gratefully: "Thank you, senior brother, for your advice." ”

Pang Tian waved his hand: "It's not any pointing, it's just passing by, how can I talk about thanks?"

"Then senior brother, do you know what this colorful cloud robe is?"

Fan Wenxuan asked, he clearly remembered that Hu Anping had said that he would bring a few things back when he went back.

Pang Tian replied in surprise, "You don't know?"

Looking at the expressions of the two of them, they didn't look like they knew, and Pang Tian added: "The Caiyun robe is the clothes worn by my disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect. It can be picked up at the main hall of my sword peak. Corresponding to the realm with color. Red, orange, red, green, blue, and purple correspond to forging body, metamorphosis, soldier embryo, melting soldier, qi soldier, blood soldier, soul soldier, and robbery soldier. ”

As he spoke, he showed the green clouds embroidered on his body to the two of them.

Mo Jue then remembered that the robes on Hu Anping and Zhang Ziyi's bodies were also embroidered with colored clouds, but there was also a delicate small sword embroidered next to the clouds on Zhang Ziyi's body.

"Do you have any questions, if not, then I will leave. ”

Pang Tian said with a smile.

Mo Jue shook his head: "No, thank you, senior brother." ”

Hearing this, Pang Tian nodded at the two of them, turned around and walked away.

Mo Jue picked up the barrel with great difficulty and said, "Let's go too, Wen Xuan." ”

The two took the Caiyun robe, and then worked all day before they could fill the water tank with one-third.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mo Jue and Fan Wenxuan sat on the ground, and they had no strength to stand up.

In fact, the iron chain that links the floating peak will not be afraid to go a few times, and the speed will come up.

But tired, running back and forth so many times, and only pretending to be one-third, Mo Jue felt a burst of despair in his heart.

"Brother Xuan, Mo Jue. Drink some water. ”

Qin Dang walked over with two cups, and he struggled with the barrel all day, but in the end he still couldn't pick it up.

Mo Jue raised his head and glanced at him: "Where did you get the water? ”

Qin Dang was about to open his mouth to persuade, when he saw Zhang Ziyi walking in with a bamboo basket, and a few weapons hanging from his waist, which was extremely strange.

"What are you doing lying on the ground? Get up quickly, and see what the teacher has brought you. ”

As soon as Zhang Ziyi entered the door, he heard him shouting in a loud voice.

When the two of them heard Zhang Ziyi's voice, they quickly got up and respectfully called, "Master!"

Zhang Ziyi nodded, in response, his hands kept moving, took out the spirit rice and a plate of spirit grass from the bamboo basket, and said:

"It's no wonder that Master Zun didn't bring you food at noon, this spiritual rice, one meal is enough for a day's needs, and it's useless. ”

When he said this, Mo Jue remembered that he didn't even feel hungry today, no wonder he always felt as if something was missing.

Just as the three of them were excitedly picking up the spiritual rice and preparing to eat, they were stopped by Zhang Ziyi with a smile.

I saw him untie the weapon from his waist, put it on the ground and said, "Don't be busy eating, this is a spiritual weapon that the teacher specially went to Danfeng in exchange for, and gave you an apprenticeship." ”

Qin Dang looked at the ordinary weapon on the ground suspiciously, and said suspiciously: "Master, what is a spiritual weapon?"

Zhang Ziyi smiled and explained:

"This so-called spiritual weapon is a psychic weapon, before reaching the realm of soldiers, the monk mainly relies on spiritual weapons to fight, come, see if you can take advantage of it. ”

As he spoke, he picked up two long swords and handed them to Mo Jue and Qin Dang.

Mo Jue took the long sword, and with force in his hand, the blade was unsheathed.

A three-finger-wide and three-foot-long sword emitted a cold light in Mo Jue's hand.

Zhang Ziyi said proudly on the side: "The sword in Mo Jue's hand is called Shocking Evil, and Qin Dang's sword is called Suppressing Evil, both of which are made of 10,000-year-old cold iron under the sea, which can be described as a rare divine weapon. ”

Qin Dang on the side held the 'Suppressing Evil' sword and hesitated: "But Master... Zhenyuan is clearly engraved on the sword..."

"Really?

Zhang Ziyi showed a puzzled expression and took the long sword from Qin Dang's hand.

I saw him stretch out his hand and wipe it on the sword, and Mo Jue watched as the word 'Zhenyuan' on the sword turned into 'suppressing evil'.

"Mo Jue, yours also let the master take a look?"

Looking at Zhang Ziyi's smiling appearance, Mo Jue was speechless for a while.

handed over the long sword, and when he took it back, the word 'shocking' was already engraved on the sword.

"Sure enough..."

Mo Jue muttered, obviously expecting this to happen.

On the other side, Fan Wenxuan was holding the bowl and eating without saying a word, without even looking at a few people, but there was a touch of gloom in his eyes.

That's all for official disciples... Probably...

But he didn't expect Zhang Ziyi to suddenly turn around and say to him: "Wen Xuan, this is yours, in this Cloud Sword Sect, nine times out of ten they use swords, and there are few who make swords, so you can only refine them yourself as a teacher, which is a little worse than the two of him, don't mind." ”

A long knife stretched out to his face, and Fan Wenxuan was stunned: "Master, I have it too?"

Zhang Ziyi frowned and said, "How could it not be, aren't you also my apprentice?"

Looking at Zhang Ziyi's serious appearance, Fan Wenxuan's heart warmed, and he solemnly took the long knife and put it in his arms.

"Zhang Ziyi, you come out of this seat!"

At this time, Ye Zuiyuan's roar came from outside the peak, Zhang Ziyi's expression was stunned, and he said, "For the teacher, I left a little in advance, you have a good rest." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly ran out of the door, and when he was halfway there, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and shouted at Mo Jue: "By the way, Mo Jue, don't worry about the seal you remember, you have studied it for the teacher, and when you have cultivated to a certain level, it will naturally be unlocked." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ziyi ran away in a puff of smoke, and Mo Jue didn't have time to say anything.

Sighing faintly, Mo Jue suddenly felt that this seemed to be good.

Obviously, he didn't think about it anymore, Zhang Ziyi was still thinking about it.

"Brother Xuan, slow down, leave me some !!"

While Mo Jue was thinking wildly, Qin Dang's wail came, and when he turned his head, he saw that most of the food had been wiped out by Fan Wenxuan.

"Hey, Wenxuan, leave some for me!"

Mo Jue hurriedly said, picked up the bowl and joined the scramble.

After dinner, Mo Jue came to the iron chain on the edge of the peak alone, facing northwest, with a melancholy expression.

He's homesick...

"It's been half a year since I came out of the house, and I don't know how Uncle Wang's health is..."

Mo Jue thought about it for a while, and found that everything he had experienced recently, compared to the ordinary life in the town, had changed too much, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while.

Whenever he was free, a sense of irritability would rise in Mo Jue's heart, and the scene of his murder would be replayed in his mind over and over again.

Sometimes, he even wondered if he was still in a dream, not waking up yet.

"No, it's not like that...."

Mo Jue muttered in his mouth, his imagination and reality were completely different.

During the day, Mo Jue has been suppressing his emotions, and only when there is no one around him, can he dare to release a little.

"What's not like that?"

Qin Dang's voice came from behind him, and with it, there was a burst of wine.

Mo never looked back, just wondered, "Why are you here?"

Qin Dang walked over to Mo Jue and sat down, and replied, "It's not that I'm worried about you, you've been wrong for the past two days. ”

As he spoke, he stuffed a wine gourd into Mo Jue's arms: "Nuo, Brother Xuan asked me to bring it to you." ”

Mo Jue picked up the gourd and took a sip, and asked in a low voice, "What about him?"

Qin Dang pointed to the upper left: "Isn't that? I have to say that I am not tired, and I can't stop it." ”

Mo Jue looked in the direction, and there was a figure on the iron chain holding a wooden barrel walking slowly, who was it not Fan Wenxuan.

"Tell me what problems you've encountered? Let me help you solve your doubts, and I won't charge money! By the way, do you see that I am wearing new clothes, am I handsome?"

Qin Dang's words drew Mo Jue's attention back, and at this time he was standing in front of Mo Jue, a white robe shining slightly in the moonlight, a red cloud jumped on it, and there was a 'evil suppression' sword hanging from his waist, and the whole person had a strange feeling, like a rich boy in the storyteller's mouth.

However, the fly in the ointment is that the kid's collar is crooked, and he still crosses his waist with a smug look.

Mo Jue smiled helplessly, put down the gourd in his hand, stood up and stepped forward to tidy up Qin Dang's collar, and said, "It's okay, it's just that after killing someone, there are some problems that I didn't think about." ”

Qin Dang slapped Mo Jue's hand away, pulled his collar, and said casually: "Hey, if there's anything you can't think of, those people should be killed, if it weren't for me to cultivate for a long time, none of them would have been able to escape." ”

When he said the second half of the sentence, Qin Dang still learned from Fan Wenxuan's cold appearance, and deliberately lowered his voice to say it.

Mo Jue looked at the collar that had been messed up by Qin Dang again, a feeling of discomfort rose in his heart, and he pursed his lips and said, "It would be nice if it was really as simple as you said, but should they really be killed?"

When Qin Dang heard this, he exhaled and said helplessly: "Brother Xuan is right, you just like to think too much." ”

As he spoke, Qin Dang suddenly paused, suddenly pulled out the evil sword, and pointed ahead: "If it's me, what if he cares so much? Let's kill the world upside down first, I'm lucky if I don't die, and I can pull a few pads when I die, and I won't lose!"

Mo never expected that Qin Dang, who usually looked inserious, would be able to say such murderous words, which made his impression of Qin Dang change a lot.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and Qin Dang suddenly smiled at Mo Jue and said, "How is it, do I learn Brother Xuan?"

Mo Jue raised his forehead and smiled: "I know...."