The breeze and the moon are half, the dead leaves and grass are remnant, and the small building is lonely. If you look closely, it is actually a white dress, with a cuff flying lightly, the color of blue light on the forehead, swallowing all sides, and a handsome posture. Looking in the direction of the long wind, there was the sound of sparse footsteps. The man looked expectantly.

On such a moonlit and clear night, Mo Lingfan came here through the Pavilion Cloud Bridge, and he had no choice but to do so, because of the Soul Sword wrapped in the white cloth behind him, this sword pierced through the air and hit Mo Lingfan, he was instantly frightened, the sword should be sealed in Minggu Mountain. But it appeared like this, and it still invaded his mind as it had been when he was a child, but during the day, the purple-robed man helped him calm the restlessness with a light palm, and of course he had to come.

Ethereal Peak! Mo Lingfan came all the way, the road was full of weeds and dead trees, dilapidated, it was difficult to have a little green, even the aura was extremely thin, even erratic, the whole mountain peak seemed to be banished, desolation was the true color.

Mo Lingfan walked all the way up, and finally found the only place on the mountain where there was a building, and there was a wooden building in front of him, and there was a person standing faintly upstairs, and he couldn't see clearly by the moonlight.

But he knew that nine times out of ten, it had arrived, and the head was here.

At this time, above the small building, there were two people playing against each other, one was the head of the purple robe, with a calm demeanor, and the other was the owner of the Ethereal Peak, the old man of the relict sword immortal Qin Lang, who seemed to be invincible in chess and was meditating.

"Coming?" "The head of the sect saw Mo Lingfan speak first, Mo Lingfan bowed his head and hugged his fists and saluted, and the disciples met the head and Qin Lang's seniors.

At this time, Xiaolou was shrouded in a blue light for a moment, and the figure who was visiting the building before turned around, smiled and looked at Mo Lingfan, and when he saw the blue light flashing, Mo Lingfan flashed tears in an instant, and then saw that familiar figure, Mo Lingfan couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and the apprentice Mo Lingfan met the master!

Gu Ming moved lightly, and suddenly came to Mo Lingfan's side, the blue light softly helped Mo Lingfan up, Gu Ming said gently: "You are still like this, it's not been in vain for so long." ”

Qin Lang on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and shook the chess pieces in his hand and said: "Silly boy, you still call him master, he sold you to me, it's time to call me master!" Mo Lingfan looked at Gu Ming in surprise, Gu Ming smiled at him: "Silly boy, what can I teach you as a Jianghu lang? ”

Mo Ling Fan understood, and hurriedly came to Qin Lang's side and knelt down to worship the teacher. Qin Langle blossomed, and said to Gu Ming: "Hmph, I found this kid at the top of the Gun Hall a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be the first to get there. ”

"Hahaha!" Gu Ming laughed three times, and when Mo Lingfan finished kowtowing, the ceremony was completed, and suddenly Qin Lang and Mo Lingfan fell to the ground, and the head of the side was shocked, looked at Gu Ming with strange eyes, and said after relieving his breath: "Immortal Doctor Gu Ming, I really want to know where your cultivation has been?"

A blue light picked up the giant sword wrapped in white cloth behind Mo Lingfan, and Gu Ming said casually: "The pollen sent by the breeze to the fan flower, once it comes out in a thousand years, it will be lost for a hundred miles after it comes out, and it is extremely difficult to pick! Not to mention that Qin Lang is defenseless against me. "Open the white cloth, a black light flashed out, the light was extremely cloudy, but there was only a trace of infectiousness, seeing the cloth wrapped in this thing, Gu Ming opened the corners of his eyes, the soul of the prison was wrapped in a scabbard, the power of the dragon soul in the sword was weakened a lot, the scabbard was dark red and black, a black claw hovered on it, the texture was extremely exquisite, and even faintly flashed.

This scabbard was actually purchased in the hands of the gray phantom of the young man in Tsing Yi on the top floor of the miscellaneous family, and then Gu Ming smiled and said, "If there is this, this sword can be sealed!"

The head of the house remained motionless and said, "It's okay if you want me to help, but you want to tell me what kind of sword this is?"

"Don't say. Gu Ming shook his head with a smile, closed his eyes, and said arrogantly, "Then what do you say?"

Gu Ming turned to smile: "Acting as the head of the family, I don't know if you still need my help?"

Immediately, the head of the house turned pale, and said: "What do you mean by saying that, let's start!"

Gu Ming put the scabbard on the table, his hands punched out the runes, the head also put his hands together, the aura surged, the whole person rose in the air, sitting cross-legged in the air, the blue and purple light instantly filled up in the small building, Gu Ming's eyebrows A little blue light seemed to be engraved on the general shining, and the head of the purple robe was lucky, his face suddenly became white, two rays of light poured into the scabbard, slowly forming a sealed snowflake pattern on the scabbard, infused with half and half blue and purple, such light flickered on this moonlit night, like the aurora of Antarctica, shrouded in supernatural power。

There was another person who witnessed all this, he quietly hid in Mo Lingfan's body, and he didn't dare to squeak, that is, he was quiet, but he was sure that they were helping Mo Lingfan, and he didn't dare to show up.

The early sunlight exudes a faint yellow, light and imperceptible, this faint color is blocked by the light of the basket, for a moment, the blue and purple slowly converge to a point, and the warm yellow gently through the blue wall, shining on the new master and apprentice who have slept all night, soon, the blue and purple are deeply engraved on the scabbard, the sun is more presumptuous, the yellow is more arrogant, turned into golden, standing upstairs Gu Ming, under this golden light looking at the soul sword and the unawakened Mo Lingfan, smiling slightly, in the eyes of the head who is tired of sitting on the ground, it is really like a god。

"I'm leaving, you have a good rest!" Gu Ming dropped these words, and walked away, as if he had gone down to the world to survive the suffering of the world, and left without looking back.

The head is different, he slowly stood up, walked to the side of the building, poked out a head, looked at the ancient tea that was far away, and suddenly took a breath, the dead grass is still the dead grass, but it looks much warmer under the sun, the dead wood is still dead wood, but it looks a little taller in the sun, the head slowly moved to the two masters and apprentices who were sleeping heavily, and with a tentative foot, he gently lifted the end of Lingfan, and did not move. Another kick was tentative, kicked Mo Lingfan, but still didn't move, he looked around, there was no one except the yellow grass and trees, and then he made a miracle with a strong kick. Kick at Mo Lingfan's leg.

The moment he was about to kick, Mo Lingfan turned over and hugged Qin Lang, and his feet were also raised to suppress Qin Lang's feet, and what was exposed was Qin Lang's feet!

The old man stared at him, and as soon as he got angry, he was about to scold: "Yao Duan, you..."

Then he turned his eyes to Yao Duan, and the head of the house had already run away....