Fly away for nine days and see the world.

Any ordinary man who experiences this kind of magical thing will be excited, not to mention that the young man of Mochen has not taken off his heart, and at this time, his eyebrows are dancing in Zhao Rencheng's sword light, and he can't help but dance with his hands.

Although it is not the first time for Mo Chen to fly away, but the first few times, he was either held hostage or forced, and there was no happiness at all, but now he can enjoy the power of the sky with peace of mind, and Mo Chen's face can't stop being happy.

In this way, the sword flickered, and thousands of miles passed in an instant, and Zhao Rencheng on the side saw Mo Chen looking left and right, and couldn't close his mouth with joy, and he was also infected and laughed, and he immediately recalled the memory of the flight of the sword when he was led into the sect by his master.

Zhao Rencheng was in a slightly better mood, and took the initiative to talk: "Elder Mo is a little confused, or even a little puzzled, why is Elder He so anxious?" As he spoke, he still put his hands behind his back, as if he was looking forward to Mo Chen's answer.

Mo Chen was still immersed in the fun of Edgeworth's flight, but he was stunned by this question, and knew that there must be depth, so he immediately put his mind away.

After thinking for a while, he replied: "Master Tai is so anxious to let me go out of the sect to practice, he must be protecting me. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Rencheng's eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse: "How can you talk about this?"

Mo Chen scratched his head: "There are not a few people in the sect who disagree with me, this cheap elder, I am already shallow, don't say that this elder is an elder, even if it is a personal disciple, I am slightly inferior, if I stay in the sect so arrogantly, there may be some accidents." ”

Speaking of this, Mo Chen laughed: "Therefore, on the grounds that I have been tested, it will be safer to send me out of the sect, and then senior Zhao and senior Yong, the two masters of the Dao sect will protect me." ”

"And, there's. Mo Chen seemed to think of something, and hurriedly made another move, and said with a solemn expression: "I don't know how old Senior Zhao is, and I don't know how high my cultivation is, but I am commensurate with my father and brother, so I also call me Elder Mo, which makes the kid panic, and please Senior Zhao don't call me Elder anymore, just call me Mo Chen." ”

Mo Chen knew that the position of Sword Elder was not suitable for him, at least his current mind and cultivation, and he was not worthy of this title.

Like a bird crying in the treetops, does it dare to say that it has conquered the tree?

Reaching this height does not mean that you really have this strength, and you can always maintain a humble and respectful posture to know that in this world, looking up is always farther than looking down.

Hearing this, Zhao Rencheng laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Mochen's head, just like an elder to a favorite junior: "You kid has a flamboyant tongue, I'm still far from the master of that sect, but if you can understand this deep meaning of the master, I'm afraid that you won't be able to figure it out for a while." ”

Talking and laughing, under the feet of a few people, the majestic array of cities flashed by, and the thousands of spiritual rice fields were just tofu blocks, and those large rivers that were originally so wide that it was difficult to see the other side at a glance have now turned into green jasper belts.

Gradually, the wide plain was left behind by a few people, and the scenery in front of him was replaced by a series of mountains, rolling and undulating to the horizon, but the seemingly endless mountains eventually came to an end, and the land on the other side of the mountain gradually became barren, until finally there was only endless desert left in Mochen's eyes.

Mochen stretched out and looked into the distance, and there was still a vast desert in all directions, and there was no vitality at all.

At this time, Jian Hua suddenly flickered, Zhao Rencheng shouted, and increased his speed, Mo Chen hurriedly looked down, and was immediately shocked.

On the desert, the ground under your feet, all over the mountains, densely packed with purple-red tents, countless stone sculptures stand in tents and tents.

Some of those sculptures seem to be carrying earth and stones, some seem to be trying to dance with swords, some seem to be drinking and talking, some seem to be bargaining, lifelike, but lifeless, exquisite, but silent.

These stone carvings, Mo Chen's heart was uncomfortable when he saw them: "These stone carvings ...... It's strangely tight, it must have come from the hands of the grandmaster."

As he spoke, he paused again, tilted his head, and wondered: "But there is no formation protection here, why do you risk being out of order and carving stone carvings here?"

Zhao Rencheng shook his head and smiled, Jianhua began to descend slowly, and said playfully: "Look at it again?"

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he transported Lingyuan to his eyes and looked at it intently.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Zhao Rencheng, who was shocked when he saw it, was shocked!

At this time, Mo Chen's brows frowned slightly, but his gaze was calm and quiet, still as usual, but his eyes turned bright gold in an instant, as if there was a brilliant fire burning, and the evil intent was awe-inspiring.

Unreasonable demons, not horizontal eyebrows, not lying eyes, not cruel and cruel, Zhao Rencheng asked himself that he has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, from childhood to adulthood, he has participated in countless training in the sect, and the demon beasts he has seen and killed are unknown, and he can't count them, this kind of gaze, this kind of eyes, these golden flame eyes are out of a demon god, then he is not surprised, and even takes it for granted, but now it is from a human boy?

What made Zhao Rencheng even more shocked was that Mo Chen's eyes were obviously focused on the desert under his feet, but he felt as if Mo Chen had directly seen everything in his heart and into his mind, and even the entire world was seen by Mo Chen, and he understood everything!

In a trance, Zhao Rencheng asked himself: "What is he looking at? Is it me or a stone sculpture? or heaven and earth?"

But Mo Chen didn't know about this, he only felt that his eyesight seemed to have been sublimated very strongly, at this moment he stared at it, what he saw was not only the desert, not only the stone carving, but also the aura flowing around.

You must know that heaven and earth have aura since ancient times, condensed in the mountains and rivers, condensed in the wind and clouds, colorless and tasteless, formless and substantial, only when the cultivation is extremely profound, can we capture the slightest glimpse of the perception of the aura, but the ink dust is different, at this moment in his eyes, the aura appears everywhere like a substance, as long as he reaches out and grabs, he can grasp an aura in his hand!

But what frightened him the most was that he saw the essence of stone carving!

It was a darkness that seemed to erode the heart, a darkness like a deep void, a shadow that covered the entire vision.

It was an incomprehensible, unexplained terror.

Mo Chen felt that he was so small in front of this unknown thing, and even as long as the unknown thing moved his mind a little, he would be swallowed up and his soul would be scattered.

"Ahh......h