"The Way of the Sword Immortal!"

Both Chiba and Reijun expressed their amazement, but did not ask any further.

Mo Wudao's heart was also slightly moved, because if Chiba and they were greedy in their hearts, such a magical exercise would definitely be pursued to the end, and even snatched it, but the two of them didn't mean it.

You treat me sincerely, and I treat you sincerely!

Mo Wudao smiled and said, "I'm still figuring it out, if the time is right in the future, I'll keep a copy of this Sword Immortal Dao into the Library Pavilion······"

"Well, I'll talk about that later. ”

The three of them glanced at each other, nodded tacitly, and the three of them drank a few more jars!

Ling Jun also reported the situation of the mission, and half an hour later, Ling Jun and Mo Wudao got up and said goodbye and left.

After all, they have nothing to do, but Chiba, as the head of a sect, is still the sect leader of the first major sect of the Demon Dao, and some of them are busy with official duties.

Out of the sect master's hall, Ling Jun's eyes rolled and he said, "Little junior brother, go to my place and let's continue drinking!"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey!"

The two of them laughed and left the Heavenly Demon Sect Main Peak.

Chiba listened to the laughter of the two junior brothers getting farther and farther away, and also smiled, changed the pen again and continued to deal with official business, and after a few breaths, he put down the pen and frowned.

"The little junior brother's soul has been hit hard this time, and it seems to be contaminated with some red dust obstacles and earthly peach blossoms, which is not conducive to the later cultivation, and he will soon break the pill and marry a baby, and he must not let the Dao heart be dirty. ”

The Qianye Demon Skill is special, and with the blessing of the sect master's discernment, it is very clear that there are unstable factors in Mo Wudao's body.

After thinking for a while, Chiba ordered: "Come on, send two altars of immortals to the Earth Demon Palace, and give me two junior brothers!"

Not long after Ling Jun dragged Mo Wudao back to his Earth Demon Palace, he received the immortal drunk sent by his disciple!

"Damn, the senior brother in charge, this partiality is too serious. ”

Ling Jun looked angry, scolded and said: "This is the treasure of the senior brother in charge, the best immortal is drunk, even if the monk of the Tribulation Period drinks, he can get drunk, last time I stole an altar from him, he almost didn't kill me with a palm thunder, and I was punished for going down the mountain for a year······

"I actually sent two bottles today······!

"Oh, such a good wine!" Mo Wudao's eyes lit up, he was already a good drinker, and he stretched out his hand to open a jar.

The intoxicating aroma of wine instantly overflowed, and Mo Wudao only felt that his soul was in a trance, just smelling the aroma, it almost made him drunk.

Ling Jun laughed and said, "Little junior brother, this wine is good!"

"It's really good, but with the cultivation of the younger brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink a cup and will pour it!"

Mo Wudao smacked his lips with some pity.

The cultivation is too low, and I can't even drink good wine.

"It's good to be drunk, it's better to get drunk for ten or eight years. Lingjun smiled strangely.

"Oh, what's the benefit of being drunk?" Mo Wudao humbly asked for advice.

"Nature is good. ”

Ling Jun poured out a cup of fairy drunk, leaned under his nose and smelled it, and then said slowly: "This fairy drunk is a rare treasure to warm the soul, I see that the little junior brother has an injury to your soul, and then entered the secular red dust, the red dust obstacle contaminates the Dao heart, and it is the most suitable to drink this fairy drunk." ”

"That's why the senior brother in charge is willing to take out this immortal drunk, and let the senior brother and me get wet! haha······"

Mo Wudao's heart was hot, and he secretly said that this Qianye was really too good to say to himself!

Lingjun seemed to see Mo Wudao's thoughts, smiled and said, "Little junior brother, don't look at the senior brother in charge who has been scolding me just now, in fact, they are all pretending,

Our master ascended early, and the Holy Gate and you have a total of five senior brothers and sisters, me, your third senior sister Lingyu, and fourth senior brother Linghuang, and the three of us have grown up with his protection.

When I first started, the senior brother in charge was just a young monk in his infancy, although he was accepted by the master as a closed disciple, he would inherit the position of head in the future.

But junior brother, you should know that in this kind of big sect, how much expectation is placed on you, there will be a lot of pressure and competition.

The position of head of the sect is not that you must not be a disciple of the Holy Gate!

But the senior brother came over and took care of our brothers and sisters all the way······

Tsk, the senior brother didn't say anything about our kindness. ”

Lingjun took a sip of the fairy drunk and fell into the memories with a faint smile on his face.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wudao also smiled and nodded, raised the wine glass and poured it, the wine entered his throat, and he suddenly felt dizzy, and his body shook unnaturally.

"Haha······"

Ling Jun laughed loudly, poured another cup for Mo Wudao, and said, "Little junior brother, drink two more glasses, and then sleep well, and when you wake up, you will find that your Divine Soul Creation has been fully healed." ”

Two cups is two drinks!

Mo Wudao, who poured two cups of immortal drunkenness again, closed his eyes and fell down in Lingjun's laughter!

Lingjun laughed for a while, he also drank two cups of fairy drunkenness, and with a thought, he put all the remaining wine into the storage ring, and said with a sly smile: "This time I can get the light of the little junior brother, tsk, if Lingyu and Linghuang know, I will definitely be jealous to the point of madness, haha······"

"However, I can't let the two of them know, knowing that Lingyu's aunt and grandmother will definitely come to rob it!"

After putting away the wine, Ling Jun tidied up his clothes and shouted, "Come on, send my little junior brother to rest, and don't let anyone disturb you before you wake up!"

"Yes, Palace Master!"

The two disciples walked in and helped Mo Wudao to the room in the side hall.

Ling Jun sat in the main hall for a while, and muttered: "This time I have a lot of feelings when I go down the mountain, I also have to go to a retreat to see if I can break through to the middle stage of the merger, how can we say that it is also the second senior brother, if it is surpassed by Lingyu and Linghuang, this face will be lost······"

After saying that, Lingjun's figure disappeared from the main hall!

Mo Wudao's sleep, one sleep is half a year!

When he woke up from the bed, he only felt comfortable and comfortable, and in the sea of knowledge, the weakened Yuan Shen after the reunion became mellow and full again, and the mental realm was also slightly refined, and he could break through to the late Yuan Infant stage in a short period of time.

And there are signs of a breakthrough in mana, and the sword fetus has been completely stabilized in the early stage and is on the verge of consummation!

Out of the room, Mo Wudao stopped the disciples passing by and asked, and learned that Senior Brother Lingjun was in retreat, so he had to ask people to take him back to the mountain behind the main peak.

Returning to the Purple Bamboo Forest where he had cultivated before, Mo Wudao also planned to close the small pass for a short time to see if he could make his cultivation break through to the middle stage of the sword fetus.

But before seeing the fine house of the purple bamboo forest, there were two young men in white competing in sword fighting!

Looking at Xiuwei, it seems that he is a little worse than himself.

Mo Wudao slowly sat down on the stone table and stone bench on the side, and watched with interest as the two of them were gesturing in the open space.

However, the two also noticed that an uninvited guest had broken in and slowly stopped.

"Are you······ The one who slept for a hundred years?"

The two white-clothed young men put away their swords and walked in front of Mo Wudao together, with a hint of surprise in their eyes!

Mo Wudao got up and hugged his fists to the two, "Under Mo Wudao, are the two disciples of Elder Taishang?"

"It's not. ”

The two shook their heads, and one of them said, "We are disciples of the four generations of Qingzi generation, my name is Qingxing, his name is Qingqiu, and he was arranged by the head of the sect to take care of Elder Taishang's residence here. ”

"Oh, it turned out that it was arranged by the senior brother in charge. Mo Wudao nodded.

The two white-clothed young men changed their faces, glanced at each other, and hurriedly bent down and saluted, "Disciple Qingxing (Qiu) has seen Uncle Shi!"

"Oh! politely!" Mo Wudao hurriedly went to help the two.

The white-clothed young man named Qing Xing, who spoke first, replied respectfully: "Uncle Shi is the junior disciple of the head of the family, and we are only four generations of disciples, and according to the rules of the door, we need to perform the courtesy of this junior!"

"Uh······"

Mo Wudao nodded helplessly, accepted the salute of the two, and then said to the two with a smile: "It's just the three of us here, relax, don't worry about more red tape!"

Qing Xing and Qing Qiu also smiled softly, they both felt that this Uncle Ancestor was very kind, and they didn't have a fight at all, and said in unison: "Thank you, Uncle Ancestor!"

"Sit, Sit, Sit, Sit······"

Mo Wudao invited the two teenagers to sit down at the stone table, originally the two of them were a little restrained, but seeing that Mo Wudao was sincere to others, it didn't seem to be hypocritical, so he also put down his mind and sat down with Mo Wudao to talk.

Mo Wudao then knew that for a hundred years of his sleep, these two teenagers had been taking care of himself, and he thanked him again, seeing that the flying sword between the two was a low-grade spiritual weapon, he thought about it for a while, rummaged in the storage ring, and took out two medium-grade spiritual weapon-level flying swords.

"I'll give you two these two spiritual weapons!"

Qingxing and Qingqiu were suddenly a little flattered, and repeatedly excused themselves, this is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and only if the cultivation breaks through to the Yuan Infant Period, the sect will distribute a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Mo Wudao waved his hand indifferently, so that the two of them could accept it with peace of mind.

"Thank you Uncle Ancestor for the sword!" Qing Xing and Qing Qiu accepted the flying sword with some excitement, and Qingxiu's face showed a slight blush of excitement.

Mo Wudao also smiled slightly, and gave the magic weapon, firstly, to sincerely thank the two of them, and secondly, to let the two of them relax, he wanted to retreat in this purple bamboo forest, and it was more convenient to have a good relationship with the two juniors.

Seeing that the two of them were already a little impatient to go to the Flying Sword Refining Sect, Mo Wudao took the initiative to speak: "The two of you each find a room to refine the Flying Sword, and I will also retreat for a while." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Mo Wudao also found a secret room, sat cross-legged, and began to retreat to condense the Yuan Shen and refine the sword fetus!

"Aya'er, help me protect the Dharma. ”

In the sea of knowledge, Mo Wudao's Yuan Shen looked at the little Lori Aya'er who was dozing on the side, and commanded softly.

Since the intelligent Ji Aya'er became self-conscious, she has become almost like a normal person, and she can actually sleep, according to Mo Wudao's understanding, it should be standby.

"Uh-huh, okay, master. ”