Mo Zhongqing listened to the words in his ear, and his heart couldn't help but move, but when he thought of Bai Suyi, who had been missing for a long time, and then to Dong Zhaoyi, who was unconscious, he realized that there were too many and miscellaneous concerns in his heart, and it was impossible to immediately let go of everything and devote himself to the Tao.

He only refused: "The Taoist chief has good intentions and the younger generations understand it, but there are a thousand worries in my heart, and I am afraid that this matter of going to the Tao will be lost." ”

Seeing his refusal, Tiankui Daoist smiled and said: "You look like you don't want to have enough gold, but you'd rather pick up some broken copper and iron, and you really won't buy or sell." De, everyone has their own ambitions, and this Taoist master is not strong to buy and sell. ”

After that, he rolled up the scroll and threw it in front of Mo Zhongqing, who hurriedly caught it and said busily: "Since this Taoyuan map is a lost treasure of your sect, it should be handed over to the Taoist Master for safekeeping, please take it back." ”

Tiankui Daoist said impatiently: "What do you receive?" This Daoist just used the True Yuan to check it, and found that this Taoyuan Diagram no longer has half a point of spiritual power, it is completely a dead thing, so don't say that it is to think about it again in the future, even if it is used to continue to collect demons, it will not work, it will be ruined, ruined, it is better for this Daoist Master to be the master, and give it to you as a souvenir." With that, the Tiankui Daoist had already gotten up and stepped out of the door.

That Mo Zhongqing was obviously stunned when he heard this, and there was a trance in his chest, and then a thick debt that could not be dissolved suddenly came to his heart.

He wasn't sure whether this was because the Taoyuan Diagram was destroyed by his own hands, and he felt indebted to the Kunlun faction, or because he owed Bai Suyi in the Taoyuan Diagram, and when he thought of her appearance of turning into thousands of points of light, he suddenly felt a twitch in his heart, and he was inexplicably a little sad.

She's completely unnecessary, unnecessary, isn't she, obviously the other party is just a painting demon?

"Dao Chief! There is a way to repair this Taoyuan map, if there is a way, please inform the juniors, and the juniors will do their best to repair it!"

Mo Zhongqing came back to his senses, saw that Tiankui had already walked away, and hurriedly shouted.

"I've never heard of it being destroyed, so naturally I don't know how to fix it, so why don't you take it with you every day and keep it at true temperature, and then try your luck around? ”

"W-is this okay?"

Tiankui Daoist listened but didn't look back, just waved his hand, and changed the topic: "Don't think about it, don't you want to see Tianxiang's violent temper? ”

In the early morning of the next day, the mountains and rivers show the birds and cranes, and the dew is wet and the eaves are heavy and the smoke locks the clouds.

When the first rays of sunlight reflected through the mist into the top Lang Yuan in the Golden and Silver Pavilion, the little junior sister Mo Wanxi opened her eyes and jumped up, hurriedly freshening up.

followed the bronze mirror to look at it for a while, and finally changed into a short emerald coat with flowered cuffs, a bright yellow sachet around the waist, and a green silk hair as a double bun, and this pair of buns is usually the most handy hair accessory.

This girl is here on behalf of her father, and she is going to the Tianshu Summit to meet the elders today, so naturally she has to dress up carefully, right?

Mo Wanxi turned around the bronze mirror, making sure that she was satisfied with the rear and went out, but what she didn't notice was that there was a strand of hair that had never been straightened, and because of the extremely bad sleeping posture at night, the strand of green silk was still standing upright in her hair, swinging with her steps, bending and trembling like a dull hair.

The little junior sister only did two things when she got up so early, the first thing was to go to the senior brother of the wine koji in the lower pavilion of the zigzag shape, get two jars of sake, and then go to the senior brother to wake him up from the spring dream, pestering him to prepare breakfast for the three of them, and this time they actually followed him to the room of the gold and silver pavilion.

I was a little dissatisfied with the fact that my brother's dream of spring was woken up, but when I saw that I was accompanied by a pretty junior sister, I immediately shook my spirits and used my eighteen cooking skills to deal with it with all my might.

There is a saying that men and women are not tired of working together.

This sentence seems fair on the surface, but in fact, women take a big advantage in it, because women sometimes only need to pretend to be obedient, even if they stand still, the man will not hesitate to take over most of the work, and look at it hard work.

Therefore, the little junior sister handed a spoon from time to time, took some fruits and vegetables, and called 'senior brother' sweetly, which made the color crispy to the bones.

Naturally, Se Li, who looks at the flowers, may not be satisfied with these, but he is definitely a man who keeps his promises, so listening to the soft voice in his ears, Se Li feels another joy, the joy of spoiling his sister.

The reason why Mo Wanxi deliberately did this is simple, that is, to continue to carry forward her "foodie" attribute by going to Tianshu Peak today and celebrating the third senior brother's "initial recovery from a serious illness".

After the four of them ate together, Mo Wanxi brought some fried nuts and snacks on the road, and said: I am afraid that the third senior brother will be hungry.

The three of them said goodbye to Senior Brother Seli, went down to the Golden and Silver Pavilion to the ferry, took a boat back to Feixiandu, and then turned north along the foothills.

Along the way, he naturally met many disciples of the Golden and Silver Pavilion, and everyone looked at these two people with strange eyes, Mo Wanxi wanted to pull someone to ask him several times, but was stopped by Mo Zhongqing from the side, in fact, he was quite curious in his heart, but this is not the Cloud Trace Sect, in the final analysis, it can't be as casual as his own court.

The three of them walked between the two mountains of Yuheng and Kaiyang Peak, and along the way, the camphor cypress was towering everywhere, the green grass was dense, and the disciples of the Kunlun faction gradually became scarce.

Mo Wanxi saw that there was no one around, and couldn't help but be curious anymore, and said, "I said Senior Brother Cairen, why are the eyes of these senior brothers so strange?

"I ...... I"

"What am I, mine, there is no one else left and right now, what are you afraid of?"

Fang Shaoqi looked at Mo Zhongqing on the side a little strangely and said, "Actually, actually, hey, forget it, senior sister, you still don't want to know." ”

When Mo Wanxi heard this, she thought that he was deliberately appetizing, so she couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hypocrisy, what can't you know?"

Fang Shaoqi had no choice but to say honestly: "Senior sister, you don't know, the disciples who have always entered the Setai Hall have only stayed in it for an hour before they come out, but Mo Shaoxia has been in a coma for five days. According to the master, the heavier the dust heart, the longer it will take, so the senior brothers are a little curious when they look at Mo Shaoxia, and they may secretly admire it. ”

Speaking of this, seeing Mo Wanxi's face was not good, he couldn't help but quickly add: "But no matter what others think, senior brother, I have no intention of laughing at Mo Shaoxia!"

Although Fang Shaoqi patted his chest and swore to be a baoke, his smile became more and more strange, Mo Wanxi pursed his lips and blushed slightly: "Hmph, senior brother, tell Cairen quickly, you just got back an empty picture scroll in that hall, and there are no stunning women on it at all." ”

Mo Zhongqing smiled slightly and didn't say anything, in his opinion, in fact, outsiders guessed that most of them were good, maybe it was really because he was too dusty, so he provoked this painting to find him.

Thinking like this, he touched the Taoyuan diagram hanging obliquely on his back with his back, and couldn't help laughing at himself: "If it weren't for the fact that the dust heart was too heavy, how could I bring it on my body again." ”

......

The three of them walked for half an hour, and came to the Wangxian Terrace on the mountainside of Yuheng Peak, and then there was a cliff and an abyss.

Above the abyss, there are four pairs of black cloud lock plank roads about a few zhang wide and a little longer than they know how long they lie across the sky.

One end of these four cloud locks naturally plunged deep into the Wangsendai, while the other side stretched deep into the clouds in the distance.

Obviously, Yun Ze didn't lie to them, and if they wanted to go to Tianshu Peak, they really had to walk the Cloud Lock Plank Road.

Mo Wanxi felt the cold wind blowing in front of the cliff, and then looked at the cautious intentions of the other disciples walking on it, and instinctively feared in her heart.

Fortunately, Fang Shaoqi behind him was prepared yesterday, he took out a piccolo from his arms, came in and played it slowly, but in a moment, a huge white crane fell to the ground, and flew away with the three of them.

Above the clouds, Mo Wanxi barely opened her eyes in the sassy wind, and after a short period of uneasiness and dizziness, she was so shocked by the scenery in front of her that she couldn't speak.

In front of him is a blue sky, the sun hangs high in the clouds, the foothills of the mountain are verdant and verdant, and the winding mountain roads are like jade belt lock mountains, among which there are occasionally three or two white cranes flying by, making Mo Wanxi, who is lying on the white crane, feel more relaxed and happy.

Before he knew it, he had passed through the clouds and mist and landed on a cliff somewhere in Tianshu Peak.

At the end of the cliff is where the mountain gate of Tianshu Peak is located, and there is a row of stone stairs straight up the slope under the mountain gate, and the end of the stone staircase is the destination of this trip - Hanguang Temple.

And in front of this Hanguang Palace, there is a huge flat platform similar to the Shaking Light Peak, and one of the four cloud lock plank roads stretched out from the Wangxian Platform of Kaiyang Peak extends here.

The cloud lock plank road is black and shiny, I don't know what material it is made of, but judging from the disciples who appeared in the clouds one after another and walked slowly, this huge chain seems to be able to carry a thousand powers.

Although the pingtai here is only a bluestone slab pavement, it is not as expensive as the jade stone flat of the shaking light peak, but its area is much larger, and the stone flat in the middle is engraved with a five-zhang wide, concave and convex yin and yang Taiji pattern.

The Taiji Stone Diagram is ancient, and there are already many young male and female disciples in white Taoist robes doing morning classes around it.

They were in groups of three or five, scattered in this huge stone lawn, and some of them sat cross-legged on the ground, placing their Dao swords on their knees, forming a Dao seal with their hands, and hanging the curtain to listen to it, as if they had escaped into the ethereal.

Mo Zhongqing also had the habit of doing morning classes in the mountains, so he naturally knew that this way of meditation was most suitable for being alone, and he also went to meditate alone when his own sect was cultivating.

And seeing that these Kunlun sect disciples were able to calm their minds amid the sound of the surrounding disciples practicing their sword qi diligently, and turned a deaf ear to the movements around them, it showed that the exercises of the Kunlun sect really lived up to their reputation.

Looking to the left again, there are two teams of disciples stepping on swords with their feet closed, their eyes closed and their eyebrows staring, some of the long swords under their feet are not moving at all, and some are slightly away from the ground, but no matter what, they are all quite struggling, and some disciples have repeated sweating on their foreheads, but they still do not give up.

Mo Zhongqing's heart moved, and he thought, "This seems to be the Kunlun Sect's world-famous sword technique." ”

Not far from these disciples who stepped on the long sword, there was a green-robed Taoist dressed as a scholar, and beside him there was a group of disciples sitting on the ground, who seemed to be "painting", and they all had a pair of short tables in front of them.

Not far from them, there was a group of disciples who caught each other in pairs and fed each other to practice swordsmanship.

Coming down, the things done by the various groups of people on this huge stone flat seemed to be chaotic, but for some reason they were extremely harmonious, and no one would disturb the other group of disciples around them.

Mo Zhongqing looked at these and admired them in his heart, but at this time, he heard Mo Wanxi say with a little excitement and surprise:

"Look, Tang Gongzi is also here!"

The two of them followed the prestige, and saw that among the white-clothed disciples, a beautiful young man in a red-robed Taoist robe strolled from the cloud lock.

He is as steady as flying on the cloud lock, looking superb in cultivation, coupled with a different dress and stunning appearance, which really attracts a lot of attention.

Although the word beautiful boy is a bit too much to describe a man, if a man has a beauty that can make a woman ashamed, then it is the most appropriate word to describe it.