In the long years that have passed, the Sword Killing Sect and the Three Tribulations Sect are both incompatible with the dukes.

There is actually a reason for this...... Of course, there is also the relationship between Mu Zhiday, who had assassinated a sword master of the Sword Killing Sect in the past.

It seems that Lei Yi was actually only doing a task outside today, but he didn't want to be yelled at by Po Wei, so he attracted his attention.

Just seeing Po Wei slumped to the ground, Mo Wunian stood calmly and could see that Mo Wunian wanted to kill him......

But at the same time, he felt that Mo Wunian's cultivation was also very puzzled, he had only seen him for a few years, but he was already in the realm of the other side, and he had become a great cultivator, which was really shocking!

But he was even more puzzled, why did Po Wei fall into Mo Wunian's hands......

But when he met it in front of him, he was also powerless, because the cultivation of both was higher than him, and he was only one of the few who had reached the feather realm now, he thought that he was already very fast, but compared with Mo Wunianyi, the difference was too much!

But he can't control it...... One is that both of them are higher than him, and the other is that the actions of the Three Tribulation Sect in the Divine Worship Clan that day are really contemptible, and he looks down on the Three Tribulation Sect from the bottom of his heart, and even dislikes Po Wei a little.

So he simply pretended not to see it, and wanted to get out of here quickly.

"Senior Brother Lei, save me! Senior Brother Lei...... Senior Brother Lei...... "But helplessly, Po Wei was also cheeky, and he didn't dare to beg for mercy at Mo Wunian, but in the face of Lei Yi, he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and shouted his name vigorously.

Lei Yi, who was called, was really embarrassed to take a look directly in front of him, so he had to descend from the sky.

Compared with back then, he has grown up too much now, and he knows what to say...... What shouldn't be said, he just looked at what Po Wei had to say.

But he still has to pretend to be pretending, he said, "Senior Brother Po Wei wants me to save you...... What does that mean?".

"Hahaha...... I had a good fight with Mo Wunian today, but unfortunately I was injured! Originally, Mo Wunian was going to send me back to the sect, but he still has his business to do, so he bothered Brother Lei to give me a ride?" Po Wei's reason seems reasonable, but in fact, anyone with a little vision can see that the situation he encountered in front of him is that Mo Wunian wants to kill him......

But he didn't seem to care about these at all, and kept his mouth shut, which was a little tired of it.

However, Lei Yi was not interested in knowing what this greasy was, he only knew that it was true that Po Wei's words pulled him back.

Because although his cultivation is far lower than the two of them, he can be regarded as the "Taoist" of the Sword Killing Sect in terms of his place, he wants to escort Po Wei back, Mo Wunian wants to kill Po Wei, he promised to come down and stop it out of morality, which is a good calculation.

But...... didn't wait for him to open his mouth to make any decision, but Mo Wunian looked at him and said lightly: "You actually don't know much about Lei Yi, he won't save you...... Senior Brother Po: In this field now, you still don't have the heart to repent? Mo Wunian looked at Po Wei's attitude, and he was not surprised.

These words fell into Po Wei's ears, but his eyes widened and he said, "Nonsense! Senior Brother Lei, can you save me...... I can't hide it, it's Mo Wunian who wants to kill me! Senior Brother Lei, you are also the Taoist of your sect! If you want to save me, he will definitely not dare to touch you!"

When he said it, he burst into tears, and he could only say that he was sad when he heard it, and he didn't even hide his embarrassment......

Lei Yi didn't pay attention to Po Wei, but glanced at Mo Wunian with some surprise, it was undeniable that Mo Wunian guessed his thoughts. He really didn't want to save Po Wei, he had heard the old man in the sect talk about this person's hypocrisy before, but now he saw it.

Er Ze is completely his own reason, saving Po Wei means indirectly killing Mo Wunian, and although Mo Wunian has some of his work style, he can't accept it now. But it is undeniable that he dared to deal with the Divine Clan directly, and he Lei Yi admired him! More importantly, Mo Wunian might really be friends with Mo Wen Sword Master, this is the one that Lei Yi cares about the most!

Seeing that Lei Yi didn't speak, he seemed to be in deep thought, which made Po Wei nervous.

Finally......

He let go of the last shred of his dignity, he knelt down in front of him and said, "Please also ask Senior Brother Lei to save me...... If I get out of trouble in the future, I will give a good gift!"

Mo Wunian looked at all this and felt that his behavior was really strange and ordinary...... He really didn't see the slightest familiar backbone in him.

Lei Yi didn't answer him, on the contrary, his eyes showed a little disdain, the monk cultivates his own Dao heart, so he should have his own backbone, but what is Po Wei in front of him?

I think he Po Wei is also a personal disciple of the Lord of the Three Tribulations Sect's Mu Xing Palace, and he has a supreme position...... In other words, putting these aside, he can be regarded as gentle and elegant on weekdays, honest and honest! But he has become a cowardly in the place of life and death, and the gap between the front and back is really embarrassing.

"Mo Wunian...... Although I don't like you, I don't like this kind of person even more, whether some things are right or wrong, it's up to you to decide!" Lei Yi really didn't want to care about this kind of thing, so he didn't care about Po Wei's life or death at all, and left here after saying a few words.

After he left, everything around him fell silent again, so quiet that Po Wei could hear his every heartbeat...... It was the most ordinary sound in normal times, but it was enough to make his nerves tense now.

Perhaps, guilt just can't resist the desire to survive!

He was scared, he didn't care about any guilt, and knelt in front of Mo Wunian with weak legs.

It suddenly occurred to him that his dignity had been lost by kneeling...... But perhaps before that, his dignity was long gone, and he laughed to himself at the thought of this.

Then he added, "Please spare my life...... Now that I'm cultivating at my age, I don't have any heart, so can you let me go?"

"Okay?When you killed Senior Sister Yuxin, did you think about these two words?When you indifferently saw my Nine Realms disciple die all these years, did you think about it again......" Mo Wunian said flatly, but suddenly his tone changed and said, "If you could have woken up a little bit when I was competing with Beiji that day, would Lin Xinan have died later? Why don't you think about it when you encounter these things...... I can not kill you, but I will nullify your cultivation. ”。

Listening to Mo Wunian say this, every time he heard him say a word, the fear in his heart would increase a little, and it was the last few words that really made him desperate.

Because compared to killing him, abolishing his cultivation is the way to make him worse than dead...... He knew what life it was like to become a mortal without cultivation.

Before he practiced, he was just a young man herding sheep in a small ravine, and every day under the scorching sun, if he put it well, he might have a full meal, but if he didn't put it well, it would be the abuse and beating of the landlord's family, and he would never want to touch it again on such days!

But Mo Wunian didn't want to listen to his words anymore...... directly slapped his cultivation away.

Since that day, no one knows where Po Wei has gone. But no one cares where he goes, or if he's missing or dead!

......

Since the time agreed with Wu Mu was still three years, it was impossible for Mo Wunian to stay at the old site of Jiujie Mountain, so he went to Wugu Village.

This village has not changed much from back then, but this time he has not really entered the village, and he saw a gray-clothed monk outside the village.

And the monks in the world are all from the Wusheng Temple family.

Before Mo Wunian could greet him, he had already walked up by himself.

"Amitabha...... The benefactor can redeem the corpse of their sect master for the Nine Realms Mountain, it is really immeasurable!" This monk has a big belly, a rich body, and a dignified and peaceful expression.

Then he declared himself by his name—a loss.

This name sounds strange, but it can be explained in his own words, but the so-called loss of heart is not as ordinary people understand, to help others with his heart.

As for Mo Wunian, it is not surprising that the other party can recognize himself, and he can also know the three states of Zhongyuan.

It's just that his next words made Mo Wunian extremely shocked, and he said: "The donor came to redeem the body of the Nine Realms Sect Master, and the poor monk came this time, and I want to correct the name of my temple!"

Things about Wakei...... Mo Wunian still knows something, it was rumored that he failed to cross the catastrophe, and instead of becoming a Buddha, he became a demon, killing tens of thousands of living beings in anger, and was finally suppressed by the Divine Clan to the land of the Divine Clan.

Of course, this is an outsider's statement, and what happened to this master is probably something that only Wusheng Temple itself knows.

"The poor monk wants to tell a story to the benefactor?"

"What's the story?"

"A story about the Master Watatsu. ”

"Please speak. ”

Listening to the monk who lost his heart and wanted to talk about the rebirth, Mo Wunian also became interested.

"Legend has it that in the vast world, in a mortal realm, there is a place called Wojiao Temple......" The disgraceful monk smiled and said

And as he spoke, every word that came out of his mouth became a concrete thing. And all the things are superimposed, and they are concretized into a real scene, as if what he is talking about is happening in front of them

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Speaking of Wojiao Temple.

Because of the prosperity of the incense and the fame, some scholars with great fame would rather be a novice here than become an official! But it just so happened that all the scholars who stayed here were all in high school one by one in the later imperial examinations!

It's nothing more than hoping to use this temple to improve their luck, and in the future, they can soar in their careers! But it's such a good place that everyone wants to come in, but some people don't want to!

For example, this lazy little monk outside Wojiao Temple "Dusheng"!

The little monk looks about twelve years old, and his small face with clear eyebrows and his small bald head looks quite joyful!

"Oh! I really don't understand what those talented old men think! Don't eat the delicious food, come to us to eat something!"

"The host teacher is really, don't I just eat a fish......!

The little monk seemed to be very disgusted by the precepts of the temple or something, and walked in the direction of the temple while chattering!

Walking to the stream where he often played outside the temple, Wu Nian looked at the two small fish playing in the water, and remembered the taste of the fish that he had eaten a few days ago, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, followed by his stomach, and his stomach was also hungry!

Then, like a thief, he looked around with his bald head for a while, and when he made sure that no one was there, he took off his shoes, pulled up his robes, rolled up his trouser legs, and went down into the water!

The creek is not particularly deep, and the two small fish are located

I don't know if one of the two small fish is more stupid, or the little monk is familiar with the road and often does this, the little fish is not careful, and the little monk is clever and easily catches a small fish and goes ashore!

"Hehe-hee!" the little monk looked very happy, his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon and said to the little fish in his hand, "Sin! Sin! I don't want to kill if I don't want to kill! But my stomach will let me kill you! If you want revenge, go to my stomach!"

After saying that, he thought in his heart how he was going to eat this fish! Last time, he stole the pot in the temple and boiled a fish to eat. But there is no stove everywhere, how to eat?

However, it was not difficult for him, because he once heard a Xiucai who came to the temple to be a monk talk about how to make grilled fish, and what kind of condiments were sprinkled on it to make it the most delicious! But he also forgot how to grill fish that time. But he thought, isn't it all roasted on the fire with a stick? Now he is not much worse if he explores it himself!

He thought so, but he was bitter about the little fish he caught, it seemed to know its fate, and it was very unwilling to jump in front of the little monk!

"Forget it! Seeing that you are so pitiful, I will read you a scripture! May the fish donor ascend to bliss as soon as possible!"

Originally, the fish still had a strong desire to survive, and seeing that the little monk had some intention of letting it go, he jumped even harder, but after listening to his chatter, it directly gave up the struggle, as if it was dead, lying on the ground motionless!

Finally, the little monk finished reciting the scriptures, and when he saw that the little fish was motionless, he smiled and said, "The fish donor has such an awareness! The little monk is very pleased!"

When he had finished speaking, he found some firewood and made a fire!

Everything is ready! When the little monk grabs the fish, he will "disembowel" it, wash it, and roast it on the fire for a while!

"Little Master!Little Master!Dare to ask if there is a Wojiao Temple in front of you?"

At this moment, a voice came from unknown directions, but the little monk was so frightened that he got up violently, and stumbled and fell to the ground again. Since he was not very far from the shore, he threw the fish in his hand into the stream.

Ignoring his embarrassment, the little monk hurriedly got up, and the little bald head also hurriedly looked around, for fear that the senior brother in the temple would see what he had done! When the time came, he would inevitably be beaten by the lawyer brother on his buttocks! The fish last time was delicious, but his ass was uncomfortable!

Slowly got up, but the little monk saw clearly the person in front of him, not the senior brother in the temple!

The person in front of him was a fair-skinned and delicate little face, and a turquoise dress showed his slender figure. At this moment, she was blinking her big smart eyes and looking at the little monk with a smile on her face!

It's not the senior brother in the temple, it's okay! It's okay! The little monk thought of this, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. But looking at the person in front of him, he was a little scared in his heart!

Since he was a child, he grew up in Wojiao Temple, naturally he has never been down the mountain, and it is almost the same to say that he is ignorant of the world! Even if he occasionally sees monks in the temple doing things, it is only in the temple! It is nothing more than seeing those Xiucai come to the temple to be monks, and listen to them talk about the flower world outside!

As for women, he had seen them a few times, but they were all told by the senior brother of the temple that "the woman under the mountain is a tiger"!

And what is a woman? Although the little monk doesn't know much about it, he knows that tigers eat people! Since then, he has been a little afraid of women!

But for some reason, he felt that the "tiger" in front of him was inexplicably good-looking, and he couldn't help but blush! No, he didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling now! He said he was afraid, but there was a voice in his heart that drove him to look at the face of the beautiful "tiger" in front of him!

Therefore, he now has no choice but to blush and lower his head, and from time to time he looks at the girl in the blue skirt in front of him with his spare eyes!

"Little Master, Little Master......" The little monk didn't know that when he was in such a daze, the girl had already called him many times, and he didn't hear it.

"Daddy, this person is a mute, right?" The girl saw that the little monk ignored herself, and said to a middle-aged man behind her.

The middle-aged man behind the girl is wearing a very simple black dress, with a majestic figure, and a bit of arrogance between his eyebrows, giving people a sense of not being angry and arrogant, but it is unquestionable that although he has a bit of superiority, it is easy for people to ignore his superiority with the same old-fashioned appearance.

When the middle-aged man saw the little monk just now, he thought of his former self. At that time, he was a down-and-out talent, so poor that he was only left with a ragged clothes, but fortunately he had to meet the guidance of the master of Wojiao Temple, and his career took a turn in the second half of his life, and now he has become a member of the imperial court.

Now I am here to thank Master Watsubi. He hadn't come back for more than ten years, looking at the little monk in front of him, he was more of a sigh, but just as he was thinking, he heard the sound of his own girl messing around.

"Qing'er, don't be rude to the little master!" He couldn't help but be a little angry when he heard that his girl was a little disrespectful to the little master in the temple in front of him that he respected very much! Then, he walked up to Wu Nian and looked at him with a peaceful and pleasant face and said, "Little master, this fish must be released." I never wanted to be disturbed by my girl, I confessed to you!"

After that, he bowed to Wu Nian, which was an apology.

"Haha......! What the gentleman said is right! The little master is worthy of being the master of Wojiao Temple, and his virtue of good life is beyond the reach of us and other laypeople!" As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a young man who looked like a scribe immediately took over the conversation, but his words could not help but have a flattering meaning.

"What kind of virtuous little master, obviously a little bald head who steals meat and eats......" The girl pouted and whispered.