At the same time as Gu died, far away in a faint secret room in Liang Wu Chengyuan's palace, a closed sarcophagus shattered, and a skinny dry corpse with a handsome face woke up from it.

This person is Murong Cheng, he was sealed here by Gu, this is something that makes him angry and helpless, he knows very well that if he lets Gu eat all the sequences! Then Gu's cultivation will improve instantly, and then Gu will really replace him.

It's just that what he can't figure out now is how Gu died...... Who was he killed? He knew very well that none of them would be stronger than him!

And since Gu was born from him, he couldn't attack it directly, but now no matter who killed him! This is a good thing for him. He can continue to wait for the sequence of battles to choose the strongest one as a new body.

But then he thought of Mo Wunian again, he had been paying attention to his movements before he was actually controlled by Gu, and after thinking for a while, his body gradually became full and changed into the appearance of a normal person, he walked out of the secret room and summoned Murong Tu over and said, "Now the entire Xuanzhen ban has not been lifted, right?"

"There is no family master!" Murong Tu replied respectfully.

After hearing this, Murong Cheng secretly said that Gu had finally done something useful, and then he said: "Pass on my order, once the whole country sees this person, kill him on the spot!

Outsiders may not sound like anything, but Murong Tu's ears are turbulent, don't you first say that the people of the Murong family are allowed to be the young patriarchs in the back, which is to put it bluntly, there will be an opportunity to compete for the lord of Xuanzhen in the future, that is, the people who allowed outsiders to become the Murong family in front of them are enough for Xuanzhen's foreign surname to fight for this!

But at the same time, he didn't understand why the head of the family cared so much about killing Mo Wunian, just because of a Murong Youzuo? At this point, even he was suspicious in his heart.

But this is an order from the head of the family, he shouldn't have too many doubts, just carry it out, after receiving Murong Cheng's order, he gave this matter to the sects that are worthy of the name in the Xuanzhen Kingdom!

If it was possible, Murong Cheng would have wanted to kill Mo Wunian himself, but for some reason, for no reason, he felt that Mo Wunian would be a big variable! But his cultivation has really fallen sharply recently, and it is inconvenient to make a move.

He can also wait for his cultivation to recover after a while before making a move, but he is afraid that it will change later!

......

Time went back to three months ago, Mo Wunian, Wu Mu, and Xiao Sanzhu went straight to the Feilu Sect, and after calling Qin Huaigu from the Langhuan Pavilion, she was pregnant with Liujia and cried while holding Lan Changge's corpse.

She cried and cried: "I knew that something would happen to him these days, and I thought that I wanted him to see a child, but who knew ......."

Wu Mu sighed and persuaded her to mourn and change, and told her how Lan Changge died.

"He's still very concerned about you!It's just that he's really good to you!This is something that Mo Wuniandu and I admire him very much!" In fact, in all fairness, Wu Mu really doesn't like Lan Changge, he is good at calculating, and he has to calculate people everywhere, even they fell in love with him at the beginning......

But his affection for Qin Huaigu, she and Mo Wunian both sincerely admired. In fact, he had to hold on for a while, and when Xiao Sanzhu arrived, he would be able to come back to see Qin Huaigu. But there are not so many ifs.

After chatting with Qin Huaigu for a few more words, Mo Wunian and his party left here.

"Where are we going now?" Xiao Sanzhu asked Mo Wunian that he was actually a person who loved to be lively, and if he stayed quietly for a long time, he would feel bored.

Of course, he especially hoped that Mo Wunian would go to a crowded place, so that there would be excitement......

Mo Wunian shook his head and said, "Just find a quiet place." ”。

His current cultivation is indeed a little too low, and in order to prevent all the variables that may occur in the future, he really needs to improve his cultivation.

This made Xiao Sanzhu feel a little helpless when he listened, and his flirtatious face showed a little tired and listless. But he thought that Mo Wunian also had his considerations, so he let him go.

A few are a thousand miles east of the Ferrua Sect...... Choosing a hidden forest, Mo Wunian laid a magic circle around him to isolate his breath, and built three thatched huts and settled down.

The days of the three of them seem to have returned to the time when they were in the 100,000 mountains, Wu Mu even opened a circle of flower beds to plant some flowers and plants in it, and Xiao Sanzhu showed his invincible and lonely demeanor, and he would dance a mallet from time to time when he was interested, which was called elegance...... It is not strange that there are dancing swords and knives, dancing guns and sticks, and he is so dancing with a mallet that outsiders can see, but he is afraid that he will laugh off a few big teeth.

It's just that Mo Wunian said that he wanted to break through his cultivation with Wu Mu and Xiao Sanzhu, but more than a month later, they saw that he was either fishing in the stream in the forest to eat, or finding a bamboo chair to lie on it, basking in the sun comfortably...... One trip is a whole afternoon.

Among the three, he was the most comfortable.

Until this day, the sky was covered with dark clouds and it began to rain. The rain was not heavy, but after standing for a long time, it was just enough to drench people's bodies. But Mo Wunian didn't use a trace of magic, so he let the rain fall on him, and his eyes were looking at the ground faintly

Bamboo shoots that have just emerged.

It wasn't until the rain had stopped all day that he changed his clothes and returned to his thatched hut. In the next few days, whenever there was rain, he would stand up and stare at the rain on the bamboo shoots, which made Wu Mu and Xiao Sanzhu incomprehensible.

Especially Xiao Sanzhu, he said to Mo Wunian without holding back: "Brother Mo...... If you want to enlighten the Tao and find a breakthrough in cultivation, it's not such an enlightenment! With such an enlightenment, I think my brain is going to enter the water when I run out of water! Oops...... It hurts, it hurts!".

He said that Mo Wunian didn't pay attention to him, but the people who paid attention to him saw that Wu Mu appeared behind him at some point, kicked him in the ass, and looked at her apricot eyes staring at him with a little anger, so he changed his words and said: "Brother Mo is a very smart person! It's just that the behavior is weird, and it's not something that we ordinary people can understand! I think Brother Mo, you will be successful......."

Whether it's good or bad, he slapped a sycophant first, and then the girl smiled when she saw this, and then turned around and walked to the flower garden.

Mo Wunian stared at the rain, naturally he had something else......

The theory of reincarnation, there are actually many sayings in the world, such as the most common thing that is known is that the soul has reincarnation after death, but there is also a reincarnation of the four seasons of the year, but in front of him, Mo Wunian feels that the rain falling on the ground to nourish the growth of plants is actually a process of reincarnation.

The rain falls on the bamboo shoot and promotes its growth, so to speak, the rain is transferred to the bamboo shoot in another form, which is the beginning of a cycle......

Thinking of this, Mo Wunian closed his eyes, in his mind, after countless months in the future, there was intermittent rain falling, but the energy contained in it was absorbed by the plants on the earth, and the plants thrived, but after a few years, the plants decayed and decayed into soil and water, and in this process, all the energy of the plants returned to the soil to nourish the generation of new plants, and some of them steamed back to the sky to become rain...... This is the end of a cycle and the beginning of a cycle.

From these plants, in Mo Wunian's mind, new vegetation is constantly generated in the spring of the year, but before the arrival of spring one year after another, the whole place is withered and yellow, but they will nourish the generation of new life with their broken bodies! In this process, it is the power of death that gives birth to the power of life, but the power of life will eventually become the power of death......

Back and forth, over and over again, it is a complete cycle. But Mo Wunian, as a swordsman, what he wants to understand is not the avenue of life and death, but to find the weakest point between life and death, cut it off, and the cycle between life and death will end forever.

At this point, he thought that the original land full of life and death had been completely cut off after the frost! In the spring of another year, there was only silence on the earth, and the withered yellow vegetation was even more withered and yellow, and they were broken in the soil and there was no greenery anymore!

And in front of Mo Wunian, the entire forest turned from its original vitality to withered and dweltered, and even the ground that seemed to be stepping on under its feet turned gray, losing the power of life and death it originally contained.

This unbelievable method made Xiao Sanzhu and Wu Mu marvel at it, and Wu Mu even asked Mo Wunian: "Is this the power of time? It's the same as Murong Tu's?"

What she could think of now was Murong Tu's Four Seasons Reincarnation Technique! This was indeed the power of time!

Mo Wunian looked at her and shook his head and said, "No, I just cut off the process of transforming life and death between reincarnation, and strictly speaking, Murong Tu's means of controlling time cannot be regarded as the power of time...... But it's just using your own power to interfere with the life and death of foreign objects!"

This is said in a mysterious way, so Wu Mu shook her head immediately after hearing it, although her own talent is not bad, but she is only a few hundred years old compared to her life, so naturally she can't really feel the power of time!

Even Mo Wunian has been in his previous life and this life for thousands of years, and he can't quite understand the power of time......

On the contrary, Xiao Sanzhu seemed to understand, and said like an expert: "The so-called power of mastering time is that it can really reverse time and space, and can fish out the people who have been dead for a long time from the long river of time and resurrect them! This should be regarded as the power of time, right?"

Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, but when he listened carefully, he also said that the power of time was extremely appropriate, but if it really reached such a realm, it touched the realm of "immortals".

"Brother Mo, you realized this...... It's also a spell, what do you think is a good name? How about calling it Wang Ba's sword?" Xiao Sanzhu immediately remembered the name of Mo Wunian's sword that could cut off the cycle of life and death, but the name he gave was really flattering.

Wu Mu naturally didn't plan to fall into him, but looked at Mo Wunian and said, "Is it good to call it a year?"

"Year after year, once and again, cutting off the meaning of the years?" Mo Wunian thought about it and thought about it, but this was a good name, and it was very appropriate! His mind moved again, and he took back the sword of life and death that had invisibly cut off all the vegetation in front of him, and then saw that the vegetation with the limit of withered yellow gradually became green again.

It's just that at this time, Mo Wunian also noticed that someone outside the forest was approaching, and in just a moment of incense, people came to them one after another.

They were all wearing purple robes, and at first glance they were disciples of the Feilu Sect, and their faces were not good, and after seeing Mo Wunian, they said:

"Originally, someone saw you coming this way, but we thought about it and found it!"

"I advise you to tie your hands and arrest it!

Of course, we are no match for you, but my uncles will be here soon!"

"Acquaintance...... He begged us for a few forgiveness, and when our uncle wanted to kill you, I couldn't say that I could still beg for you to intercede!"

These disciples are just asking...... Or at most, they are disciples of the Yin Void Realm, but they are all domineering and aggressive.

Early this morning, they had just received an order from the sect, saying that they were going to kill Mo Wunian and his party! I even heard that it was the head of the Murong family who gave this order, that is, the head of the Xuanzhen Kingdom, especially after listening to the conditions he offered, even these low-level little monks were really moved!

Knowing that he was not the opponent of Mo Wunian in front of him, but in order to become a member of the Murong family, he also wanted to put a moth to the fire once...... Moreover, behind them, there are many uncles to rely on!

"Didn't that lady surnamed Qin betray us?" Xiao Sanzhu had a lot of nerves, and immediately thought of this possibility. But he was soon vetoed by Mo Wunian, if Qin Huaigu wanted to betray them, he was afraid that as soon as they left on the front foot, someone would follow them on the back foot.

And as long as you know the general direction of the Flying Beast when they left the Flying Sect in the first place, and follow the path of finding a piece of place, you will find someone sooner or later.

"Who told you to come here?" Mo Wunian asked the disciples lightly.

This is a group of people who are more arrogant than one another, but unfortunately they are not moths, let alone see the fire! After Mo Wunian took out a sword, he was so frightened that they became more obedient than one another, and said to him with a subtle face:

"......Senior! This is a death order from the Lord of Murong Country!

"yes...... You see, we are all small characters in the sect, and we can't be any hostages if you capture us!"

"Senior, you should take us as if we were offended a lot, we won't compensate you!"

What's more, he immediately knelt down with a hippie smile and begged for mercy, how could there be any kind of demeanor that a cultivator should have. After Mo Wunian asked some things clearly, he didn't embarrass them, so he let them scatter and escape.

"Strange...... According to Gu, wouldn't Murong Cheng wake up?" In fact, when Wu Mu heard them say Murong Cheng, she didn't believe what they said at all.

Even Mo Wunian couldn't figure it out, but he said that what was the motive of the disciples of the Flying Sect who wanted to kill them? They turned out some old accounts to find them, didn't they? But these old accounts were all settled by Lan Changge. Now it seems that the only one who can explain it is Murong Cheng......

It's a pity that there is very little that can be learned from the mouths of these Flying Beast disciples, and they have to ask their elders how much they can know?

As soon as Mo Wunian and the others spoke, then the people from the Feilu Sect rushed here, a total of more than a dozen people, all of whom were cultivators above the Yang Shi Five Realms.

"Wait for the rampant people of the Demon Dao! When you see my generation, you won't be arrested?" And these dozen or so people from the Flying Luck Sect are not inferior to the people of Uncle Shi's generation, and even the way they speak is much better than their disciples, so they have the most reasonable reason to kill Mo Wunian.

What happened on the day of the ancestral stone tribulation, the low-level monks may not know, but the high-level monks of all sects should understand that this matter is very related to Mo Wunian, but when these people say such a sentence lightly, all things can be confused.

"It's really decent to find a reason!" Xiao Sanzhu smiled slightly, revealing a bit of ridicule.

"Three-breath time, or go with us more...... Either we'll send you away!" someone from the Flying Raw faction spoke, biting the word "go" very hard, meaning to let Mo Wunian cut himself.

This can be regarded as a hole in what Murong Cheng said, and the reward said that whoever kills Mo Wunian can become a member of the Murong family...... But if a group of people saw him judge himself, what would it matter? I can't say that even if this group of people can't enter the Murong family, they will have great benefits. Someone has even taken out the Xuanguang Mirror that specializes in recording images, ready to record all this, which can be regarded as evidence for the Murong family!

"Then I'll send you away......" Mo Wunian said lightly, and the Nine Cang Sword appeared in his hand.

There was no big opening and closing move, he swung it out gently, not so domineering, and even the sword was so slow that it didn't even bring some wind when it was swung out, but when the sword really fell.

In front of them, the disciples of the Flying Sect all slowed down, and then their faces continued to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally decayed and decayed into more than a dozen piles of flying ash, and a gust of wind blew, and the traces of them disappeared cleanly.

There were also disciples of the Flying Sect who flew over one after another, and when they saw this strange scene, they were so frightened that they flew back with enough spiritual power......

Those low-level disciples, Mo Wunian can let them go, but these monks who think they are "big shots", if they don't give them the hat of "Demon Dao Monk" at will, he may be able to let them go, but if he has to talk nonsense, he will naturally let them disappear cleanly!

"Don't you ask them about Murong Cheng?"

"There's no need for that...... If it was really Murong Cheng's order, there would be people alive one after another in the future. ”

Wu Mu felt that it was a bit hasty for Mo Wunian to directly kill the people of the Flying Monkey Sect, but Mo Wunian had his opinion.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, someone rushed over here.