"Yang Lieyang, villain, I will take your dog's life in the future!" Feng Qingyun, the head of the Fuyun Sect, swung out a sword, and the crimson sword qi more than ten meters wide blasted away the burning flames of Yang Lieyang, the owner of Chiyang Villa, turned around and grabbed Mo Li's right shoulder, "Little junior brother, go!", and swept out a red sword qi with his backhand, scattered the interceptor, and fled away.

"Don't chase it, hurry up and refine the cave sky", Yang Lieyang stopped, his face was red for a while, and he turned back to normal, obviously injured, "The Floating Cloud Gate is gone, and the Qing generation is basically dead, let them jump for a few days first, and after we refine the cave sky, it is not too late to cut the grass and eradicate the roots." Leave the east, you will lead people to clean up the battlefield, and the rest of the people will follow me into the inner formation." "Obey the order, the owner of the village!" Yang Lieyang's son Yang Dongli led more than a dozen people to start inspecting the battlefield, and the people of Fuyunmen who did not die were all mended, and the relics also made Yang Dongli make a small fortune. The other sect members quickly entered the Flame Cave Heaven, found the right position, and began to set up the formation, and the entire Cave Heaven suddenly shone with flames.

Two days later, the main peak of the Fuyun Gate, "Senior Brother, Hurry, Mountain Protection Array", Feng Qingyun threw the wrench of the head into the Dharma Protector Hall, and Mo Li used all his mana to hit the handprints of the Nine Stacks of Floating Clouds, urging the Mountain Guarding Array. I saw that a crimson bright spot suddenly appeared on the top of the Dharma Protector Hall, which quickly expanded into a spherical shape, encompassing all the three hundred miles of the Floating Cloud Gate, and after shining red nine times in a row, it faintly disappeared. "Master!", "Uncle!" The disciples saw that the head and uncle had returned in a hurry and opened the mountain protection array, and they all rushed over, but they saw that the head of the house was disheveled, the purple clothes on his chest were stained with blood, his face was blue, and the little uncle Mo Li was also covered with stains and was crumbling. "What's the panic, Xiaotian, gather all the people in the Qingyun Palace." The head turned red again, and commanded.

Thundered...... Boom, thunder in the sky, the wind whistling and blowing the remnants of the trees in the courtyard, the rain tinkling on the roof, dense and more anxious.

In the Qingyun Palace, Feng Qingyun leaned on the chair of the head in the middle, his face was pale, and he said slowly: "My golden pill has been broken, my vitality has been lost, and time is running out. All the disciples salute!" "Senior Brother in charge......" Mo Li was just about to speak, and Feng Qingyun waved his hand lightly. A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of Fang Xiaotian, the head disciple of the sect, but he still bowed with all the disciples behind him: "Meet the head of the sect."

Feng Qingyun continued: "Senior brother, you have been very smart since you were a child, and I believe that you can lead them through difficulties. We were ambushed by Chiyang Villa, the two elders and a group of brothers were killed, and the Yanhuo Cave Heaven was also lost, and now the mountain protection array has been opened, although it can protect the sect for ten years, but Yang Lieyang has taken the Yanhuo Cave Heaven, and it is the peak of Jindan, and it should be able to achieve Yuanying within ten years, and the strength of Chiyang Villa will rise sharply in the future, and he will definitely not let us go of Fuyunmen. You have to plan early, and be sure to keep the incense ...... the sect."

As soon as the words fell, his face turned golden, turned black again, and his breath weakened. "Senior brother!", Mo Li knelt beside the chair, Feng Qingyun grabbed the armrest with one hand, his muscles burst out, and he stroked the top of Mo Li's head with the other hand, and explained intermittently: "Senior brother, Fuyunmen is ...... today." I'll leave it to you from now on, and everything ...... Zongmen ...... For the sake of thought. I am ashamed of the ancestors of the past generations, and I am ashamed of the teachers...... Poof......" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he hung his head and died.

"Senior brother!" Mo Li, who was kneeling on the ground, rushed forward, holding the corpse of his senior brother, sadness came from it, tears poured out in an instant, but he couldn't stand it anymore, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

In a trance, Morley seemed to have returned to the past, back to the time before. At the age of 36, he is busy with work and is the head of the comprehensive section of the district government, and his future is quite bright. But one day when he woke up and looked at himself in the mirror, his hairline had receded, and his belly had gone, he suddenly felt very frightened, could his life be over like this?

The first stop is a road trip to Tibet. As a result, the car broke down halfway, and he had to stand on the side of the road, trying to stop the car for help, but he didn't wait for anyone for a long time. When he was anxious, he suddenly heard a sharp and piercing impact sound, and when Mo Li turned around, he saw a white point of light rushing from the southwest sky......

"Ha" gasped violently, and Morlie woke up, struggling to sit up, but found that his whole body was weak. "Uncle Junior, you're awake", Su Ruohua, who was dressed in white, said in surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him sit up, "You have been in a coma for eight hours, everyone is very worried, I will inform Senior Brother Fang."

"Senior brother, what's wrong with senior brother?" Mo Li grabbed Su Ruohua and asked urgently. "Master Feng has gone, Senior Brother Fang is taking everyone to take care of the affairs of the elders, leaving me here to take care of you, Senior Uncle. Su Ruohua replied softly. She is a disciple in the late stage of Qi training, studied under Mo Li's fourth senior brother, twenty-six years old, with delicate facial features, especially two eyes, very smart, is a small jasper-type woman, but unfortunately her qualifications are average, she is inferior to the spiritual root, and she started earlier than Mo Li, but now it is still the Qi training period, and she works hard to cultivate on weekdays.

Mo Li didn't know where he got the strength, he got up suddenly, shook it, Su Ruohua hurriedly supported him, and after assisting him to change into mourning clothes, the two walked towards Qingyun Palace.

In the Qingyun Palace, the body of Feng Qingyun, the eighth head of the Fuyun Sect, was placed in the center of the main hall, and a group of disciples knelt in front of the spirit. Mo Li walked in slowly, kneeling beside the body, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will be a vast sect and live up to your entrustment!"

Mo Li got up and faced everyone, "Everyone get ready, I will cremate my brother's relics tomorrow, wait for me to clear my mind, and then discuss with you how to arrange a retreat."

Fang Xiaotian got up, "Master, we can't withdraw, the foundation of the sect is here, if we withdraw, we will become rootless, and the sect will be over!"

"Chiyang Villa doesn't have time to take care of us now, and when they free up their hands, even if we want to leave, we won't have a chance!" Mo Li said helplessly.

"The big deal is death, and we'll fight with them then. If you want to run away and flee by yourself, I swear to live and die with my master!" Fang Xiaotian said hatefully.

"That is, if we don't leave, we will live and die with the master!" most of the disciples got up and stood behind Fang Xiaotian and spoke. But there were still a few disciples who were still kneeling and did not make a sound.

Mo Li was silent for a long time, and said: "In this case, if you want to leave, go to the Hall of Meritorious Service to get the return card, go to the Palace of Seniority to receive the money, go down the mountain and leave by yourself, in the future, stay incognito, don't expose yourself, so as not to be chased and killed by Chiyang Villa." If you stay, let's find a way to protect the sect together."

"Master!" Xiaotian said again, "It's decided, don't force it", Mo Li waved his hand, turned around and knelt in front of the spirit.

The sect now has no high-end combat power, and there are strong enemies on the side, it is normal for someone to leave, just let them go, and you can still leave some incense. If everyone is forced to fight for the sect, it is inevitable that some people will have different ambitions in order to survive, and it will be even more troublesome. After all, Mo Li has more life experience than Fang Xiaotian, so naturally he will not leave this hidden danger.

The next day, the main peak of Fuyunmen. Morlie threw the torch into the pyre, and the pyre caught fire in an instant, igniting the old master's remnant. Looking at the body of his senior brother in the flames, the corners of Mo Li's eyes moistened again, he hated and regretted it, regretting why he hadn't worked hard to cultivate all these years, if he had cultivated higher, or his senior brother would not have died.

The fire burned for half an hour, and gradually went out. Mo Li held the urn over, knelt on the ground, put the ashes of his senior brother into the box one by one, and said as he put it: "Senior brother, you can go with peace of mind." The sect still has me, I will definitely take everyone through the difficulties and carry forward our Fuyun Sect!"

In the Hall of the Ancestors, Mo Li bowed the tablets of Feng Qingyun and several other sacrifices, lit a stick of incense, and bowed three times. Looking at the tablets of the ancestors of the past dynasties, Mo Li was stunned: "What should I do next......

It's been five years since I crossed into this world, and although I haven't seen the benefits of crossing over, it's already good to be reborn in another world, and Morry is not disappointed. Besides, God treats him really well, and he didn't let him be reborn with any waste wood or anything like that, the body he occupies is quite good, his facial features are distinct, his body is long, and he is a proper little fresh meat on the earth in his previous life. The cultivation talent is also okay, the middle grade spiritual root, he completed the foundation building at the age of twenty-four, and he is still the little junior brother of the head of the sect, and his life in the sect is not too good.

Mo Li still wants to get married as soon as possible, and then go out for a walk and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the other world. Unexpectedly, the Flame Cave Heaven obtained by the sect thirty years ago was coveted by Chiyang Villa. Yang Lieyang used the trading of the refining cave heaven formation as an excuse to impress Feng Qingyun, tricked the five Feng Qingyun brothers and the two elders out of the Yanhuo Cave Heaven, and set up an ambush to attack and kill, 1 Yuan Ying, 4 Jin Dan, and 1 Zhuji died like this, and only Mo Li was spared.

The top-level strength of the sect was all gone, and it was beaten from a second-rate sect to a fourth-rate sect by the third-rate Chiyang Villa. Now he doesn't talk about revitalizing the sect, and he still has no clue how to deal with the blow of Chiyang Villa a hundred years later.

"Others have golden fingers, but I'm good, I'm only comfortable for less than five years, and I'm going to carry the sect. Senior brother, what the hell am I going to do! I never thought of being the head of the house, but now this burden falls on my shoulders, and I have no clue at all!" Mo Li was helpless, but he still cast his handprint and guided the thumb of the head into his right thumb.

As soon as the wrench was pulled into the thumb, there was a sudden voice in my consciousness that "I found a suitable carrier and controlled it...... Fusion...... Bind ......".

The wrench shrank suddenly, accompanied by a "snap" sound, a sharp pain came, the thumb phalanx was actually broken raw, the pain made Mo Li suddenly kneel, his teeth were about to be crushed, and suddenly there was a burst of itching, the broken skin grew rapidly and recovered, three breaths, the skin has returned to normal, and the head of the wrench exudes an emerald light, shining on Mo Li's face full of surprise, shock and pain that has not disappeared.

"Ma Dan, God opened his eyes, the golden finger finally appeared!" Morlie was ecstatic.