A brother for a lifetime, a bowl of turbid wine for a lifetime.

If I put my heart on Mingyue, Mingyue laughs at me for being crazy and crazy.

The long sword is held in the world, and the lonely horse is iron-clad.

He Lao Tzu returned to engrave, and then talked about heroes with the four seas!

Mo Wentian left, just like when he came, chic and free.

Gongsun Kai also left, returned to Zhongzhou City, and took on the Liangzi of the Gongsun family, this time he returned to Zhongzhou City, which was to face the north and south with Gusu Changfeng, rapidly expand his power, and gain a firm foothold in this chaotic rivers and lakes.

Jiang Feng didn't leave, he still stayed in Runan City, he was helpless, even if he traveled all over the world, no one would help him. The Gusu family has tens of thousands of unique secret arts, and in the few years of this brotherly covenant, Jiang Feng will do his best to improve his realm, and then when Mo Wentian returns again, he will fight with them again.

......

There will be encounters in life, and there will be times when we are separated in life. Whether it is Mo Wentian, Jiang Feng, Gusu Changfeng or Gongsun Kai, which one is not the burden of tens of millions?

If they are drunk and singing every night, chic and happy, then there will be no more King Gusu, Jiang Xiake, Gongsun Demon Doctor and Mo Jianxian on the Kyushu Continent in the future!

......

Mo Wentian stood outside Runan City, carrying a wine jug on his waist, and the Shocking Sword on his back, staring straight at the three big characters "Runan City" at the head of the city.

"Perhaps, when I return to Runan City again, the rivers and lakes will change......

After Mo Wentian left such a sentence, he turned to the distance and drifted away.

After Mo Wentian left, two people appeared in the place where he had been standing for a long time, it was the old man with a hunchback, Hushan He, and the little girl who had been following him.

The little girl looked at Mo Wentian's departing back and said softly, "Old man, do you think this kid can do it?"

"What do you mean can it be done? Is the person the old man likes a mediocre person? Hehe, don't look at this kid's current realm has been stagnant, that's because this guy is in the small realm of the Huayuan realm, and after he peeks through the ultimate mystery of this realm, his strength will increase rapidly, hehehe, maybe you are not his opponent when the time comes!"

"Cut! It's still like playing with him, you old man, don't brag about it here!" said the little girl, pouting.

"Eh, by the way, that kid seems to be leaving the Nine Shadows Dynasty, what does he want to do?" the little girl seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked with a frown.

Huoshanhe stroked his gray beard and chuckled: "What else can you do? Of course it's to seek an opportunity! I'm afraid it's Bai Yi who told him again, alas, I said that the girl is so relieved that Mo Xiaozi will go to the Fengluo Dynasty alone? She is not afraid that Mo Xiaozi will not come back?"

After a slight pause, Huoshanhe continued: "Also, if you stay under the protection of Bai Yi all the time, it will definitely be difficult for Mo Xiaozi to grow up." Sometimes, if a person wants to be strong, all he can rely on is himself!"

After speaking, Huoshanhe put his hands behind his back and looked

Looking at the distant horizon, he sighed slightly.

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After walking for nearly half a month, Mo Wentian came to the most important place in his life, Lijian Mountain!

Here are the memories of his youth, the countless joys of his childhood, and the hatred that he will never forget in his life!

Coming to the foot of Lijian Mountain, the originally noisy Lijian Mountain Villa had already turned into a wasteland, and the faces of those old people gradually became blurred in Mo Wentian's mind. And the reason for all this is because of that old guy in the Blood Yama!

Mo Wentian stood on top of the ruins, still remembering that the last time he came here he was with Li Zhengchun, and that time, he almost couldn't control the demon in his heart and went crazy.

Thanks to Lee Jung-chun for saving his life at the last moment, and also teaching him the three-style nameless sword technique, so that he can save his life every time he faces danger.

"Father, Uncle Mo, and everyone in Lijian Villa, I don't swear here that I will go to the Fengluo Dynasty to seek an opportunity this time, and when I return again, I will avenge you!"

"Even if that Blood Yama escapes to the ends of the earth, I will definitely find him out, cut off his head with my own hands, and comfort your souls in the sky!"

After Mo Wentian finished speaking, he left here without looking back, compared with him a few years ago, Mo Wentian can be said to have grown a lot now, and he gradually understood that it was useless to live in the pain of the past.

Only by living in the present moment and always remembering the hatred in his heart can he go higher and further.

If a cultivator is not able to regulate his mind well, then he will definitely not go far on the road of seeking the Dao! The higher the realm, the greater the influence of this mind! This is the perception that Mo Wentian has summed up over the years!

After leaving Lijian Mountain, Mo Wentian continued to walk south, and passed through Zhongzhou City more than ten days later, Mo Wentian just glanced at it from afar outside the city, and then turned around and continued to hurry.

The Gongsun family is entrenched in this Zhongzhou City, although he has a deep relationship with Gongsun Kai, but it is only with Gongsun Kai personally, and he actually does not have much friendship with the entire Gongsun family!

These families with a long heritage, the most important thing is the interests of the family, now Mo Wentian is his great enemy, it can be said that many sects and families in the martial arts want to treat him to death, even if he enters this Zhongzhou City, even if Gongsun Nanmu treats him like a guest, there will definitely be some precautions in his heart!

This is the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and it is also the sinister place of people's hearts!

"Alas, in the final analysis, it's because of my strength! If I have already stepped into the semi-immortal realm now, then in this great martial arts, where can I not ask the heavens? Even these sanctimonious families can only nod and smile after seeing him!

In terms of Mo Wentian's talent, if he can really successfully break through to the semi-immortal realm, then he will definitely be one of the strongest people in this world!

Home, or the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, or the Blood Yama and the unfathomable Qingyue Sect, why should he be afraid of the heavens?

More than 500 miles to the south of Zhongzhou City, there is Luotuo Mountain.

Half a month later, Mo Wentian finally came to this place, and he still remembered that when he was young, Li Zhengchun, the old guy, had taken him to cultivate in this mountain for eight years!

The old monk Chituo on the mountain was even more meticulous and cared for him. If it weren't for these two old guys, then he would never have achieved the same level of achievement as he is now!

When you come to the foot of Luotuo Mountain, the first thing that catches your eye is still the huge rock, which is engraved with the three big characters of "Luotuo Mountain"!

Mo Wentian walked up the stone stairs, overgrown with weeds along the way, as if no one had walked for a long time. Seeing this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but wonder in his heart, although there was only one old monk Chituo on this mountain, but every time the old monk went down the mountain, he would clean up the weeds on the stone ladder, why are there so many weeds now?

Could it be that the old monk has already left Luotuo Mountain? Mo Wentian shook his head when he thought of this, impossible, that old monk has a special fondness for Luotuo Mountain, and he has stayed here for half his life, how could he easily go down the mountain?

Mo Wentian quickened his pace and walked towards the top of the mountain quickly, he really wanted to see if the old guy of the old monk Chituo was still on the mountain.

But it didn't take long for Mo Wentian to notice that something was wrong.

"Huh, why are there still traces of a fight on this stone wall? Could it be that someone came here to fight with the old monk?"

Mo Wentian suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. But before he had gone a few steps, he found another thing!

It's a finger!

Mo Wentian saw that finger was in the middle of the stone staircase, if he hadn't paid attention to it, he might have stepped on it!

Mo Wentian's face began to become solemn, and he squatted down and looked at the severed finger, which was almost dry, and the blood stains next to him had already dried up, leaving only a circle of dark red.

Mo Wentian picked up the severed finger, and without saying a word, he rushed towards the top of the mountain as fast as he could, all the true qi in his body was mobilized, and the internal force vortex at the dantian was also constantly rotating.

If he guessed correctly, there must have been a battle here, and one of them was the old monk Chituo!

It's just that he can't be sure whether the severed finger he is holding in his hand is the old monk Chituo. If it weren't for him, then who would dare to come to this Luotuo Mountain to spread wild?

And if it is really an old monk, then I am afraid that the old monk is already more auspicious now!

After a short time, Mo Wentian finally arrived at the top of the mountain, and as far as the eye could see, there was no one around! And the ground was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had been here for a long time.

According to his original memory, Mo Wentian groped his way towards the old monk Chituo, who often chanted scriptures, and after half a ring, he finally came to the outside, but he clearly saw that on the stone steps at the main entrance, there were dark red blood stains!

Don't ask the sky

He began to worry, but the door was not closed at all, and he stepped into the right.

He saw that the old monk Chituo was meditating on the futon under the gold of the Big Buddha!

But on the old monk Chituo, there are dark red blood stains, and there are several cobwebs!

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, dizzy and dizzy, he almost fell to the ground without stabilizing his shape! He staggered to the side of the old monk Chituo, stretched out his hand and slapped away a few cobwebs on the old monk, and tears flowed down involuntarily.

In his heart, although he hadn't met the old monk Chituo for so long, this old monk stayed in his heart from beginning to end.

Like Li Zhengchun, the old monk can be said to be half of his master, if it weren't for the old monk back then, Mo Wentian would not have been able to completely absorb Lu Zu Jindan's true qi so quickly, let alone get rid of the demon in the Shocking Sword!

But now, when he wanted to leave the Nine Shadows Dynasty, when he rushed to this Luotuo Mountain and wanted to see the old monk Chituo again, he found that the old monk had passed away. Moreover, there are all kinds of indications that the old monk was definitely killed by someone!

Otherwise, with the strong physique of the old monk at the beginning, even if he lived for a few more decades, it would definitely be easy!

Mo Wentian patted the dust on the old monk with trembling hands, and immediately knelt in front of the old monk. Looking at the blood stains on the old monk and the blood that had already dried at the corner of his mouth, Mo Wentian couldn't suppress the pain in his heart anymore, and cried out all of a sudden.

The old monk still knelt under the Buddha's gold until he died, his hands were folded, and a finger was missing from his left hand, which was the one Mo Wentian picked up on the stone ladder.

Mo Wentian's tears kept falling, and he said softly: "Senior, don't worry, your hatred and I Mo Wentian will definitely avenge you!"

It's easy to say, but Mo Wentian also knows that he doesn't know who the person who killed the old monk Chituo is! It is impossible to find the murderer like this!

But at this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly caught a glimpse of a few dark red handwriting in front of the old monk, as if he had written it with all his might before he died!

Mo Wentian's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he blew the dust on the handwriting, and only then did he see clearly what those words were.

Blood Yama!

Three dark red words were written crookedly on the ground, Mo Wentian could almost imagine that when the old monk Chituo was seriously injured and dying, he struggled to write these words with his own blood, in order to know that he would eventually come to this Luotuo Mountain to find out the murderer!

"Blood Yama! It's you again, Blood Yama! I don't ask the heavens to swear to the Buddha's gold today, if he can't cut off your head with his own hands, then I don't ask the heavens to apologize with death!"

Mo Wentian's face was full of tears, and his eyes were full of endless murderous intent. Blood Yama, this guy who always mutilated his relatives and friends, had completely angered him! If he caught Blood Yama, Mo Wentian would definitely cut him off with a thousand knives and suffer capital punishment, and then cut off his head!

Don't ask the sky to be right

, pulled out the sword behind him, dug a big pit in the courtyard, and then walked straight to the old monk Chituo in the right.

took out a few futons in the middle and put them under the soil pit, and Mo Wentian came back to the front of the old monk Chituo.

After putting the old monk Chituo on the ground, Mo Wentian straightened the old monk's arms and thighs, and a stream of majestic true qi gushed out from the dantian, holding the old monk's body in the air, and slowly walked towards the dirt pit in the courtyard.

When he slowly put the old monk's body into the pit, Mo Wentian suddenly saw that there seemed to be a piece of paper in the old monk's arms, and he didn't care about anything else, so he walked up and pulled out the paper.

The paper reads:

"Tonight, the old man meditated under the Buddha's gold, and he had already expected that the Ming Blood Yama would rush to Mount Yutuo. Although Lao Qu is not his opponent, he can't just leave. As early as more than ten years ago, after Mo Wentian's child came, Lao Wei had already seen his duty. That child is pregnant with demon blood, he is a descendant of the ancient demon god Fallen God King, and the old man had thought about it a lot at the beginning, and wanted to end Mo Wentian's child's life with his own hands countless times, but in the end he still couldn't do it.

The old man knew that the child was likely to be in trouble, but the old man also knew that he was not guilty. He's just a lost child, and even if he has the blood of a demon god, it's not his fault after all. Therefore, during those eight years, Lao Qu will help him realize the Tao and teach him to practice the method, just hoping that he will be able to suppress the inner demon and become a chivalrous warrior who saves the people.

If Mo Wentian hadn't come to Luotuo Mountain in the first place, I'm afraid that Lao Qu would have already sat in front of the Buddha. It is not so much that the old man taught him the Tao, but that he let the old man find his duty at the last time.

Now that the old man has done everything he should do, his duties have been fulfilled, and his fate has finally come to the end, even if the blood Yama Luoming comes to take the life of the old man, the old man has no regrets.

The reason why I left this letter is actually to blame Lao Ge for his impurity and inability to be the true Buddha. The old man is at fault, and here he asks the Buddha for his guilt. The old man looked at the celestial phenomena and already learned that I still had a master-apprentice relationship with Mo Wentian's child. I just hope that this letter can replace Lao Wei and take a look at the hard-working child again.

The following is a passage that Lao Wei gave to Mo Wentian's child:

Boy, please allow the old man to call you that. Ever since that old guy Li Zhengchun brought you to this Luotuo Mountain, the old man has already expected the result today. You are not at fault, it is in destiny. You and I have this little master-apprentice relationship, so let the old man end it. When the Ming Blood Yama came, Lao Qu took off the monk's robe and Buddha beads, and fought him to the death, Lao Qu is not a true monk, and now Lao Qu is just a master, a master who is willing to fight to the death with the enemy for his apprentice. If the Buddha had the eyes to let me kill the demon of the Blood Yama with my own hands, then the old man would be willing to fall into the hell brahmin forever, and never return to the Six Realms and not think about the past life. In vain, when you look

By the time of this letter, Lao Wei had already gone, to my Buddha West Heaven, to hell reincarnation. You don't have to miss me, you just need to tell the old guy Lee Jung-chun about the news. In this life, that old guy is in front of me for everything, and this time, the old guy will die in front of him, let him cry.

The old monk of Chituo is unique"

Mo Wentian read it word by word, and his tears had already flowed uncontrollably. In his heart, he had already regarded the old monk as a master like Li Zhengchun, and he only hated that he had not been able to call "master" in person over the years, and only hated that he had not been able to return to this Luotuo Mountain earlier!

Mo Wentian folded the letter preciously, put it in his arms, and buried the old monk in the loess little by little with both hands.

After half a ring, Mo Wentian stood in front of the old monk's grave, the nails of his hands had already flowed out of Yin Hong's blood, but he didn't seem to feel anything, so he stood in front of the grave in a daze.

Wiping away the tears on his face, Mo Wentian finally retracted his thoughts.

"Master, please forgive the apprentice for being unfilial, I didn't expect that when I called you like this, we were already separated by the yang. Your benefactor has written it down, and he and I will definitely cut the blood Yama with a thousand swords and comfort your soul in the sky!

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