Mo Fan and the fat man came together again, he wanted to take a look at the owner of the tavern, that pot of ten miles of incense was really good.

But the imperial capital was so big, so big that it could accommodate tens of millions of people, and suddenly it seemed that he was lost again.

"Da Shao, are you good at it" The fat man looked like the street with the so-called "the best wine in the world" and shook his head helplessly, "Are you playing fat man?"

Mo Fan was noisy by the fat man and couldn't stand it, "Don't talk nonsense, it's coming soon"

"Forget Worries Restaurant"

Mo Fan always felt extra peaceful when he saw this name, why had he never found such a place outside of Mo Mansion before?

The tavern is still full of people, the old man playing the guzheng, and the busy little two.

"Xiao Er, serve the wine" Mo Fan sat down and shouted.

Where do ordinary people know that this is Mo Fan, they only hear his name but don't see him, but when Xiao Er looks at it, he shuddered, why is this evil star coming?

I heard that he cut off one of the arms of the third prince and made a big fuss in the Zijin Pavilion, so the lawless gentleman actually came again!

"Great ......"

Mo Fan waved his hand and motioned for him to shut up, "Two catties of sauce beef, a pot of ten miles of incense"

"This little brother, how about you come in and have a drink?" a white-haired old man shouted with a smile behind the curtain in the back kitchen.

Mo Fan smiled, "Okay!"

......

"What a wine!" Mo Fan sat at the table in the back kitchen and glanced at the old man, "The secret recipe of this wine is passed on?"

The old man shook his head with a smile, and then he knocked on the table, "This wine is not as good as your pot of rivers and lakes!"

Mo Fan suddenly realized that he was also there that night.

"I heard that the 300,000 Mo family army is heading towards the northwest, and the northwest barbarians are going to suffer!"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say!" Mo Fan shook his head.

The old man laughed, "It's hard to say, who in the world can stop those 300,000 meniscus knives and hook sickles?"

"Can I take a few pots of your wine?" Mo Fan quipped, "I didn't bring any silver!"

The old man nodded, "Go ahead, come back when you're done drinking!"

............

The night was cold, only the moonlight was bright.

The Mo Mansion is large enough to accommodate 10,000 people, and there is a five-story attic in the Mo Mansion called the Canglan Tower.

Half of the world's martial arts and countless lost martial arts secrets are hidden here, and countless people in the rivers and lakes come to steal every year, but no one has ever gone out alive.

Who in the world knows how many masters the mighty Generalissimo Mo hid? Not to mention the 300,000 invincible Mo family army, not to mention the 800 white-clothed guards left by General Mo Shaoqing, but the twelve apostles of the Mo Mansion who destroyed the two top Jianghu sects in just two births are enough to discourage half of the masters in the world!!

Mo Fan sat in front of the attic looking at the calm lake, holding a pot of ten miles of incense in his hand.

"Fauber, is it delicious?"

The hunchbacked old man nodded but did not speak, and his eyes still did not open.

"I don't know who will come to this Canglan Building tonight, after all, there will still be some people who will move their minds when the old man is gone. ”

Mo Fan looked at the lake with ripples, "It's coming!"

......

"Whoosh!!" a figure streaked across the lake, sword light flying.

"There is only one gentleman and a blind old man, this is really a peace of mind for your life. ”

The clothes are white, and the sword is a good sword, but this man is really not worthy

"Take your life by the way!"

Mo Fan grinned and sneered, and the hunchbacked old man drank the wine in the pot without moving.

"Whoosh!!" "Whoosh!!"

Two sword lights came from the bottom of the lake, one cyan and one red, ordinary and unremarkable, but this sword penetrated the lake and divided the water of the Nuoda Lake into two halves, penetrating the chest of the person who came!!

No one appeared, just two sword lights!

After a long time, the lake was calm again.

"Li Kui, drag the body away," Mo Fan beckoned.

A burly man in white armor walked over and bowed to Mo Fan, and then carried away the body that had fallen to the ground impartially, and did not forget to say before leaving, "Another famous master, and another ...... who died here"

Mo Fan took a sip of wine without any fluctuation, and then he stared at the lake and said, "Mo Fan wants to enter this Canglan Building!"

"Whoosh!" a long sword flew from the bottom of the lake, a note on which had not been stained with a drop of water.

"Three"

There was only one number, Mo Fan smiled and nodded, "Is it only allowed to go to the third floor?"

"Fauber, when will I reach the realm of the twelve people at the bottom of the lake?"

This time there was surprisingly no silence, and the hunchbacked old man muttered, "When the heart arrives, the realm will be reached."

"At that time, the Shushan Sword Saint once realized the Thirteen Swords of the Mixed Yuan at the top of the Lock Sword Tower, and directly crossed the three tribulations of Nirvana from Tianque to the Holy Age"

"The main water of Kunlun Dao flows eastward, he only began to practice martial arts in 20 years, he reached the sainthood at the age of 30, and became one of the ten strongest people in the world in just ten years, that is his way"

"Now Lu Baichuan, the ruler of the Endless Sea, has been sitting alone on an isolated island for seven years, and once he gets up, he will cross several realms from Guiyi and directly cross Nirvana and enter the sainthood, in that sea he is like an emperor, known as the most talented rising star, and is expected to catch up with the first in the world!"

............

The hunchbacked old man seemed to have no emotion and said, "Martial arts practitioners absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth and cultivate, but everyone's path is different, and different paths have different endings!"

This may be the time when the hunchbacked old man has spoken the most in ten years, and only this child who has watched him grow up has this honor.

"I understand!" Mo Fan nodded, then turned around and stared at Canglan Tower, which claimed to have hidden all the martial arts in the world

"Fubo, how many layers do you have knife skills?"

The hunchbacked old man grinned, and a mouthful of big yellow teeth was exposed.

"On the third floor, there is a copy of "Six Tips for the Proud Sword" and a copy of "Drawing the Knife"

Mo Fan nodded, he looked at this Canglan Building, which had hidden all the martial arts in the world, and involuntarily remembered those three years.

The snow that came out of the snow and waved a sword that shocked the world in his eyes at that time, and killed the three hundred robbers with the falling snow in his hand!

"There are no tears in the snow, from Shushan!"

"Shushan, the holy land of the way of the sword, then why did you go down the mountain?"

"For the sake of finding one, for one's own way!"

......

"Xiaobai, do you want to follow me into the imperial capital? If you can't find the first place on the heavenly list, you can also go to the second place on the heavenly list!"

"Is the young guard general Yuwen evil?Okay, I'll go see his Heavenly Desolate War Halberd......"

............

At that time, Mo Fan didn't understand, but now that he thinks about it, he challenges the heroes of the world with the snow in his hand and realizes his own swordsmanship, isn't this the road where snow has no tears?

"May you succeed as soon as possible, Xiaobai" Mo Fan said silently in his heart.

He remembered that not far after he came out of the emperor, he was stolen by a girl and stole all the silver taels of his body, and finally met her for the second time and invited him to eat a meal of sauced beef, although it was his own money, but he felt that this was the rivers and lakes, and the girl was called Miao Lexia!

"It's you again, didn't you steal the silver taels last time!"

"Who called you a brocade robe, let's go, I'll take you to eat beef in sauce, and this matter will be over......"

Since then, Mo Fan has taken off the so-called brocade and jade robe, he is afraid that he will walk on this river and lake and run out again, and a person will rob or steal himself......

Miao Lexia came all the way from Mobei City, this beautiful woman stole all the rich and wealthy families with a veil, all of them helped the poor, and she was chased and killed every day and affected Mo Fan, but she was never tired of it, and she was also growing and becoming stronger, isn't this also her way?

Since he was a child, he has been secretly cultivating in this palace, familiar with military books, and determined to be a master, to have enough ability to take over the 300,000 Mo family army, and to help the Mo family break the increasingly tight shackles, but it turns out that it has limited himself, so Yuwen of the same age is very evil, and his hard cultivation is useless!!

He has never seen a master who blocks a hundred with one sword, it may be that Mo Wentian deliberately did not let him see it, since he stepped into the rivers and lakes, he knows that there is really a master who can block a hundred with one sword, and he also knows that the master who can break the river with one sword is not a storyteller who is boasting and fabricating!

When he saw the sword light at the bottom of the lake three years later, he didn't think that the other party was too weak, but that the sword light was too strong, and one sword could cut dozens of iron riders or even dozens of ......

Mo Fan's eyes were closed, he heard the wind, heard the flow of the lake, and heard the cicadas chirping at night.

He felt his body lightened, as if something was gone, as if something was more.

"Once an epiphany, the peak of the spirit"

The hunchbacked old man at night smiled a second time with his big yellow teeth.

Something in Mo Fan's mind became extremely clear, the sword seven-flying snow that could not be seen clearly in the past, that was the sword momentum, it was the way of the sword, but Yuwen was evil that inexplicable potential, that was domineering, it turned out that there was not too much gap, but the road was not in a parallel line, and he had not yet found his own way, so even if he had turned into a spirit in the spiritual power and realm, what if he had turned into a spirit in the spiritual power and realm?

"Is this my path?"

Mo Fan opened his eyes, then looked at Canglan Lou and smiled

"I got it, I saw it, I found it!!"