The sudden sound made Mo Jue startled, and he subconsciously jumped to the side, and at the same time reached behind his back to draw his sword.

But he caught a void, and then Mo Jue found that he had come to a mountain forest at some point, and the old Taoist priest was sitting on the ground casually, with a roast chicken in front of him, looking at him speechlessly.

Mo Jue scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "The kid is rude, don't be surprised by the Taoist chief." ”

At this time, even if Mo Jue is stupid, he should know that the old Taoist priest in front of him is not a charlatan, on the contrary, it is very likely that he is a powerful person who has experienced Hongchen.

Seeing Mo Jue's restrained appearance, the old Taoist priest waved his hand casually and said, "When did you kid become like this, just talk well." ”

Thinking differently and seeing different things, when he first met the old Taoist priest, he only made Mo Jue feel that this person was pretending to be a gesture.

And now, Mo Jue feels that the old Taoist priest is a profound and unyielding cultivator. It can even be said that he disdains to deal with the junior Mo Jue.

But now is not the time to talk about this, Mo Jue is still in danger, and now appearing here is just a means for the old Taoist priest to jam his consciousness.

The evidence is that the Evil Sword is not in Mo Jue's hands, you must know that Zhang Ziyi has always asked him to keep the sword from his body.

After thinking about this, Mo Jue hurriedly spoke: "The kid is in danger, and I hope that the Dao Master will come to the rescue!"

The appearance of the old Taoist priest made Mo Jue see the hope of survival, everything is insignificant in the face of life, not to mention just asking for help.

The old Taoist priest nodded when he heard this, indicating that he knew, and then stretched out his dirty hand and began to calculate.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest's brows became tighter and tighter, and finally he shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Mo Jue's heart was pinched, and he asked cautiously: "Dao Chief, is the kid hopeless?"

[I finally saw a little hope, is there really no way?]

As the saying goes: It's better to ask for someone than to ask for it, and Mo Jue only realized at this time that what seemed to be a broad sentence was actually so bitter.

Just when Mo Jue was thinking nonsense, the old Taoist priest stopped the movements in his hand, stared at Mo Jue with a smile, and said slowly: "Who said that you are not saved? ”

"Dao Chief, is this the time to calculate the future? Now please save your life!"

As soon as the old Taoist priest's words fell, Mo Jue lost his voice and shouted.

At such a critical juncture, this old Taoist priest was still calculating the future, which made Mo Jue a little unacceptable for a while.

At this time, Mo Jue finally showed the heart of a teenager at his age, and since the memory was unsealed, Mo Jue has been deliberately acting very old, and he didn't even notice it.

The old Taoist priest didn't care about Mo Jue's gaffe, slowly ripped off one of the legs of the roast chicken, and after taking a bite, he said: "It's strange to say, your kid's life has not changed in the slightest, could it be that you have never thought about changing your life?"

These words made Mo Jue stunned, why did he say that he had changed his life again?

However, Mo Jue thought about it carefully and found that he really hadn't tried it, and he had always been obedient, so how could he change his life?

Isn't there such a thing as cultivating and cultivating to change one's life against the sky?

When the old Taoist priest saw Mo Jue's expression, he could guess his thoughts, and immediately said, "That's it, you don't have to care so much." This life grid is an ethereal thing. Besides, changing your life is not a simple matter, so you can go back. ”

As he spoke, he was actually planning to send Mo Jue back.

The latter suddenly remembered his situation, and hurriedly said: "The Taoist has not taught me how to get out of danger, the Taoist has saved me!"

Just after being interrupted by the old Taoist priest, Mo Jue almost forgot to ask about it, if he went back like this, he was afraid that Mo Jue would die.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Mo Jue dissatisfiedly, "You yourself have the strength to get out of danger, but you don't want to accept it, why do you come to ask the old Taoist to do?"

He was stunned when he said this, could he have missed something?

"Believe in the power you have in your hands, and nothing else. ”

Just as Mo Jue was thinking hard, the old Taoist priest spoke again.

[The power of mastery?]

Mo Jue was a little puzzled when he heard this, where did he still have the power to control now, he had done everything he could, and it was no problem to say that the oil was exhausted.

[No, there really is. 】

It didn't take long for Mo Jue to find out that he really had a force that he hadn't used, but he hadn't discovered it before.

It's not right to say that he didn't find it, but in fact, Mo Jue has always resisted this power from the bottom of his heart.

That was the intricate mark on the palm of his hand, the source of the Extreme Cold.

What Mo Jue used before was just fur, and it wouldn't affect him at all.

Now Mo Jue discovered that there was a deeply hidden power in the imprint, and it had a creepy aura.

I think that's the origin of the imprint, but if you use it rashly, the ink will most likely be affected by the mind.

Thinking of this, Mo Jue was also a little hesitant in his heart.

"Don't hesitate, this is yours, just trust yourself. ”

At this moment, the old Taoist's voice sounded again, pulling Mo Jue out of his hesitation.

[Yes, what am I afraid of? Since you don't use it is death, it's better to fight. 】

Sometimes, there is only a thin layer of paper between the question and the answer, and the old Taoist priest helped Mo Jue uncover this layer of paper.

After figuring out this matter, Mo absolutely bowed solemnly to the old Taoist, no matter what, the old Taoist saved Mo Jue's life, and he should be courteous.

Seeing Mo Jue's posture, the old Taoist priest smiled with satisfaction, waved his hand and shot out a divine light that melted into Mo Jue's eyebrows, and said:

"It is for the cause that I was given food. Today's things are fruits. You and I have exhausted our fate, and parting will give you a chance, and it depends on you how much you can grasp. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a noisy wind whistled by, and the sand and dust raised fascinated Mo Jue's eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, there was still the figure of the old Taoist priest, and even the roast chicken on the ground was gone.

Before Mo Jue could come back to his senses, a huge stream of information poured out of his head.

It was a series of images that flashed alternately, and in the picture a man who could not see clearly was holding a long sword, wielding a sword move that Mo had never seen before.

[This is the opportunity given by the old Taoist priest?]

Mo Jue's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, immersed in the picture.

This opportunity is really a relief for Mo Jue, and what he lacks now is sword moves.

After a long time, Mo Jue slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He stopped because those sword moves were too obscure and incomprehensible, and no matter how much he felt them, it didn't help.

"It's time to go back. ”

Mo Jue muttered a sentence in his mouth, although his spiritual power has not changed in the slightest now, but he doesn't know how much stronger he is in terms of combat.

As soon as the thought passed, a suction enveloped Mo Jue's body, and then he slowly rose into the air, turning into a streamer and dissipating.

Before going back, Mo Jue seemed to see that on the mountain peak in the distance, the old Taoist priest was munching on roast chicken and smiling at him.

After a period of darkness, Mo Jue returned to the ruins.

Wei Fu was still attacking the barrier unrelentingly, but it had no effect at all, no matter how he attacked, the barrier remained immovable.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his body, Mo Jue raised a wry smile.

The injuries on his body did not improve in the slightest, and the jade talisman given by the old Taoist priest did not know how long it could last, and Wei Fu did not look like he would let go of Mo Jue.

[Can't delay any longer, fight!]

Mo Jue's heart was ruthless, and his spiritual sense went towards the mark in the palm of his hand.

If what the old Taoist priest said is true, then the only turning point at present is in the imprint.

Just as his spiritual sense touched the imprint, a suction force took his spiritual sense in.

Then it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and without the slightest response, the spiritual sense was disconnected.

At the beginning, he encountered unexpected things, and Mo Jue's brows furrowed tightly, thinking about what went wrong.

In the past, when Mo Jue used the Extreme Cold Meaning, he used his spiritual sense to connect it.

Even if it fails, no matter how bad it is, that black light will appear, but this time the spiritual sense disappeared out of thin air.

Then Mo Jue thought back to what the old Taoist priest had said, and found that the latter had said things like 'believe in yourself' several times.

Mo Jue roughly understood what was wrong, and that was the fact that he had subconsciously repelled the power in the imprint, which led to this situation.

After figuring these out, the workaround comes out.

[Anyway, it's my power, and since it's mine, it should be controlled by me!]

Mo Jue silently recited this sentence several times in his heart, and then began a second attempt.

The spiritual sense came out again, but the difference was that this time the mark did not swallow it, but allowed Mo Jue's spiritual sense to probe into it.

In Mo Jue's spiritual sense, the mark on the palm of his hand became a box at this moment, and it was engraved with complex traces, making him dizzy just by looking at Mo Jue.

Mo Jue was startled, and hurriedly gathered his mind away from paying attention to those traces, and concentrated on controlling his spiritual sense to lean forward.

Not long after, a quaint door appeared in Mo Jue's spiritual sense, and the door was open, but it was extremely dark inside.

This sigil had been following him since Mo Jue could remember, but he had never found out that there were still such doorways hidden in the imprint.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Jue still decided to find out, the big deal was just death.

When the spiritual consciousness passed through the gate, a cold chill struck, colliding with Mo Jue's spiritual consciousness and then retreating, as if verifying Mo Jue's identity.

Inside the door was a dimly lit cavern, with nothing but a dark pool.

From time to time, the pool emitted black light, which looked terrible.

But Mo Jue felt a sense of closeness for no reason, as if he had been here a long time ago.

Mo Jue knew at this moment that the Extremely Cold Meaning he usually used was just an accessory to the pool water, and this Dark Tan was the hidden power of the imprint.