Chapter 10: Disciple of the Cloud Sword Sect: Hu Anping

Half a month later, the Cloud Sword Sect's apprenticeship ceremony officially began.

Mo Jue dragged Qi Zheng to the outside of the town early, and it was just dawn at this time. Qi Zheng followed behind Mo Jue with a tired face. He said in his mouth: "I said, big brother, it's only early in the morning! How can it be so early? You don't want to sleep, I still want it.... What are you trying to do so early, what are you trying to do...."

Mo Jue thought for a moment: "Take a good position? Okay, just kidding." In fact, I came to familiarize myself with the venue, and I couldn't be negligent. ”

Qi Zheng: "......"

The two of them arrived at the pre-inquired location: a clearing outside the town, surrounded by mountains and forests. On the surface of Moji, a quaint high platform rises above the earth. In the big place, only Mo Jue and the two of them seemed a little deserted at the moment. Qi Zheng waved his hand and said, "Look, I'll just say that no one came so early." You still don't believe me, you have to wait here. I'll find a place to squint for a while. ”

With that, Qi was looking for a dry place on the side. Leaning against a large tree, he closed his eyes. Without the slightest idea of bothering Mo Jue, Mo Jue didn't want to disturb him in a boring way, so he walked towards the high platform. looked very close before, but in fact, Mo Jue took a few sticks of incense to get to the bottom of the high platform. Qi Zheng behind him seemed to have only a small black dot left in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Mo Jue suddenly noticed that the ground under his feet was carved with black marks. These traces could be seen in almost empty places, and Mo Jue crouched down to take a closer look. It turned out to be spread on the ground with black powder, and there was a fragrance that had never been smelled before. A little breeze blew, but the traces on the ground did not move. Mo Jue closed his eyes and felt it carefully, only to realize that a trace of aura lingered on it, flowing along a strange trace.

"Hey, that kid over there. What are you doing? This is the scar I have worked so hard to build, and if you move around, you will die!"

Just when Mo Jue's curiosity suddenly rose, and he wanted to reach out and touch the powder. A loud shout stopped him. Turning his head, he saw a man in white running towards him from behind the high platform. Mo Jue panicked for no reason, stumbled under his feet, and fell straight forward.

"Oops...."

Seeing the earth getting closer and closer in his eyes, Mo Jue was helpless.

"Don't panic, little friend, watch me save you!"

Mo Jue turned his head to see that the man in white had actually come to a distance of three or four steps beside him, and he was still holding a long sword in his hand and throwing it at him. He also read in his mouth: "Take the soldier as the body, the spirit of qi inducing, gather!"

As if they had received some order, the surrounding auras attached themselves to the long sword. In just a moment, a large hand of spiritual power visible to the naked eye was formed, and then Mo Jue was slapped away. A huge force struck, Mo Jue's body lightened, and the whole person rose into the air. In mid-air, Mo Jue also saw the man's relieved expression. and a green cloud embroidered on the robe, followed by a heavy fall to the ground. It was dark in front of my eyes and I lost consciousness.

"Am I dead...."

Wake up from the darkness and murmur.

"Not yet, but if you don't explain it later, it will be soon. ”

In a daze, Mo Jue heard someone answering him. His eyes slowly adjusted to the sudden light, and then he saw his surroundings clearly: he was lying under a tree, and the sun shone on his face through the leaves, which was slightly dazzling. The man sat on the sidelines, holding a flask in his hand, and drank it without taking a sip. But his eyes were staring at him with a cold light.

Wait a minute... Sunlight?

Mo Jue was shocked and hurriedly got up. "What time is it?"

The man in white put away the flask and stretched out his hand. A long sword appeared out of thin air and was held in his hand: "You don't care what time it is, you explain it first, why are you trying to disturb the formation? Do you know that if there is a disorder in the formation, those people in the formation will die?"

As he spoke, he raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at Mo Jue. It seems that if a person can't say it well, blood will be splattered on the spot. Where had Mo Jue experienced such a scene, and hurriedly explained: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I'm here for the Acceptance Ceremony, and I'm here early, so I'm going to look around..."

The man looked at Mo Jue suspiciously. Seeing that he was dressed ordinarily, his strength was even more quenchable. I believed it a little. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the long sword in his hand disappeared, and it was extremely magical. The man took out the flask again and sat down on the floor. After taking a sip of wine, he said slowly: "Since you are here to worship the sect, why don't you go quickly?" They have been gone for a long time..."

Mo Jue was shocked: "Huh? Then you... Why didn't you say it sooner???"

The man glanced at Mo Jue and drank to himself, without saying a word. Mo is in a hurry, he can't wait like this all the time. So he got up and ran outside. The man looked at Mo Jue's hurried figure, and a smile rose from his face...

After a while, Mo Jue came back hesitantly. It was only because it wasn't long after he ran out that Mo Jue remembered that he didn't know anything about the ceremony because he was in a coma. And the only person who can ask for help seems to be the man in white.

"That's... Seniors..."

Walking up to the man, Mo Jue called respectfully. The man squinted at Mo Jue and didn't speak, but the smile on his face became more and more obvious. Seeing that he shouldn't, Mo Jue said in a respectful tone again: "Since the senior is a member of the Cloud Sword Sect, he must not be a very unreasonable person. Please also ask the seniors to teach me, after the kid worships the Immortal Sect, he will inevitably repay the seniors. ”

This time, the man in white opened his squinted eyes and responded, "Oh, how do you know that I am from the Cloud Sword Sect?"

It seems that there is a play...

Mo Jue was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "As soon as you come... The predecessors were profound, but they never harmed the boy's life. Come on...."

As he spoke, Mo Jue stretched out his hand and pointed at the green clouds embroidered on the man's robe. The fact that the disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect were wearing colorful cloud robes would be able to find out after a little inquiry. In the past half month, in addition to cultivating and sleeping, Mo Jue has been collecting all possible useful information.

Seeing Mo Jue pointing to his clothes, the man in white still didn't understand. Laughing: "Good you kid." Anyway, I didn't care about it. You've missed the opportunity. It's up to you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in white summoned his long sword. With a few handprints, the long sword turned into a giant sword the size of a door panel and hung a foot above the ground. The man strode up, turned his head and motioned with his eyes for Mo Jue to follow. Seeing this, Mo Jue hesitated. Following in the man's footsteps, he carefully climbed onto the greatsword.

Mo Jue sat on top of the greatsword, and there was nothing to lean on beside him. In addition, the atmosphere was a little dull, so Mo Jue asked casually: "I don't know what the seniors call it?"

The man looked at Mo Jue in surprise and wondered, "How?"

Mo Jue smiled awkwardly: "How dare you..."

The man didn't say anything, and hung the wine gourd around his waist. Pinching a handprint, he pondered. A drop of cold sweat slipped on Mo Jue's head, just now he really thought that he would have to take revenge back if he had the opportunity in the future...

"But if you really want to know, it doesn't hurt to tell you. My name is Hu Anping, if you want revenge, just come. ”

Just when Mo Jue was afraid, the voice of the man in white, that is, Hu Anping, came. Then the giant sword soared into the air and flew into the distance at an extremely fast speed. The strong wind blew so that Mo was speechless, so he could only close his eyes tightly, and grabbed Hu Anping's robe and didn't dare to let go