After Guan Haitian's instruction was completed, Yue Lixing began to arrange a specific plan of action.

"Chen Xingwei and Lu Hao will go first today, and quickly go to the rescue of Phantom Smoke Island, and the other disciples will set off tomorrow. ”

Yue Lixing's words were decisive and tough, like a general of a large army giving orders.

"The task of the others is mainly to search the island along the coastline and eliminate the demon disciples along the way!"

He looked at the several core disciples in the front row and said, "Mo Xiaolou leads the first team, Yue Yingjun leads the first team, Shangguan Nian leads the first team, and Situ Jing leads the first team." All groups must coordinate their operations, and if they encounter danger, they must notify each other in time!"

Mo Xiaolou was a little excited in his heart, he had a feeling of going into battle to kill the enemy, he had fantasized about becoming a general since he was a child. It's just that now it's not a sword and a gun, but a flying sword magic weapon.

Then, Yue Lixing's first block began to specifically arrange the members of each group, and Mo Xiaolou's group was divided into twenty people, and their strength was all concentrated in the middle and late stages of qi training.

After returning to his residence, Mo Xiaolou began to sort out the items he had to bring, twenty communication talismans, five bottles of healing pills, and ten pills of gathering elixir.

This is the first time he has gone out on a mission, although the strength of Kun Cangzong is strong and the disciple's cultivation is superb, but Mo Xiaolou still has to prepare seriously, after all, the demon Dao demon is scheming and ruthless, he doesn't want to let his subordinates die because of his momentary negligence.

After finishing the preparations, the time was already past noon, Xiaobai had just woken up, it ran to Mo Xiaolou with its head dangling, and licked its master's hand flatteringly.

"What's the matter, you glutton, the pure yang power in the warm jade has been eaten up again?"

Mo Xiaolou took the warm jade in his hand, and after a while, it was once again filled with pure yang power. Compared to before, the speed at which he condensed his spiritual power had greatly increased, and this was entirely due to Xiaobai's gluttony.

"Xiaobai, I will wronged you for a period of time in the future, the head of the sect ordered us to go to Beihai to rescue Phantom Smoke Island, it is estimated that there will be a fierce battle at that time, you have to stay in the sect obediently and wait for me to come back!"

The little guy understood Mo Xiaolou's words, opened his mouth to bite the placket of his clothes and kept pulling, his eyes showing longing.

"Woo~~"

"No, you can't follow, it's going to be very dangerous along the way, and I can't take care of you at all! ”

"Woo~~"

The little wolf drooped his head, his eyes showed sadness, and Mo Xiaolou saw it in his eyes, a little reluctant.

"Xiao Bai, you can play with Xiao Hei these days, and when I come back, I will help you refine the power of pure yang. ”

Intending to surprise Xiaobai, Mo Xiaolou had a thought and summoned the Chiyang Flying Sword, and the room was immediately filled with golden light.

After injecting spiritual power, Chiyang exuded a strong stream of pure yang power, Xiao Bai jumped a few more times, and then rushed in front of Chiyang with an arrow step.

"Haha, I know you're going to like it, since I'm going to be away for a few days, I'm going to compensate you in advance. ”

Xiao Bai put his nose on Chiyang's sword body and sniffed vigorously, but frowned.

"Wooh.."

"What's wrong, Xiaobai?"

Watching Xiao Bai turn around Chiyang a few times, not only did he not absorb the power of pure yang inside, but retreated backwards, Mo Xiaolou was surprised.

He could be sure that the pure yang power contained in this flying sword was extremely pure, far better than the previous warm jade, but why was this guy Xiaobai so abnormal? Could it be because he wanted to say goodbye to himself for a while, and it was sad?

The biggest advantage of Mo Xiaolou is that he is self-aware, he absolutely does not believe that for Xiaobai, there will be something more attractive than the power of pure yang, and of course he can't.

Xiao Bai took a step back, let out a low roar from his mouth, the hair on his back stood on end, as if he was threatened, and a row of Bai Sensen's fangs were exposed at the corner of his mouth.

It was the first time for Mo Xiaolou to see Xiao Bai showing such a fierce side, and he was also extremely surprised.

"Xiaobai, what's wrong with you today? This is the flying sword that the master gave me, I can use it to exert my strongest strength. ”

As if he hadn't heard Mo Xiaolou's words, Xiao Bai still stared at Chiyang viciously, as if this flying sword was its enemy. At the same time, the pattern on its forehead was full of golden light, and circles of light emanated from it, and it was obvious that it had already taken an attacking stance, ready to rush forward at any moment and tear the red sun apart.

"Xiaobai, you're crazy!

Mo Xiaolou hurriedly took Chiyang back into the storage bracelet and yelled at Xiaobai: "I see that you have eaten too much with the power of pure yang, and you have started to pick and choose!"

It's no wonder that Mo Xiaolou is angry, Chiyang not only represents his honor, but also a symbol of his recognition.

Since entering the Kuncang Sect seven years ago, Mo Xiaolou has encountered all kinds of exclusion, he can only grit his teeth and gradually become stronger in forbearance. Along the way, he has tasted all the ups and downs, and has had enough of the wind, frost, rain and snow.

Mo Xiaolou used perseverance as armor and wore it on his body, but his heart was often stung by inferiority, as a peasant boy, it was luck and torture to be able to enter the Kuncang Sect to practice. The road under your feet is too rough!

Today, outside the Lingxiao Palace, under the watchful eyes of the people, he was able to get the praise and recognition of the real person in charge, and Mo Xiaolou felt that all his previous efforts had paid off. But as the closest partner, Xiao Bai not only did not feel happy for himself, but lost his temper because he did not have the power of pure yang for the time being, which made Mo Xiaolou feel cold.

"Come here!"

Mo Xiaolou picked Xiaobai up, turned his body into a streamer, and flew in the direction of the martial arts arena.

Because he was holding his stomach and sulking, after putting Xiaobai on the edge of the swamp, Mo Xiaolou did not talk to the black-ridged centipede, and immediately got up and flew out of the valley.

Looking at Mo Xiaolou's back, the black-ridged centipede muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Hmph, I don't have much ability, but my temper has increased a lot. ”

Xiaobai on the side showed a worried look.

The moon is like water, and tonight is exceptionally deserted. Without Xiaobai being naughty by his side, Mo Xiaolou felt very uncomfortable, as if something important was missing.

The long-lost loneliness filled his heart again, maybe this is his own destination!

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Mo Xiaolou fell into deep thought. There have been countless nights when I have been cultivating desperately under the same cold moonlight, trying to become stronger.

For the sake of the dead mother, for the sake of the master Zhao Yu, and of course for the sake of Kun Cangzong.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and this is the first time I've left the sect in seven years. ”

After countless actual combat training, Mo Xiaolou was full of confidence in his own strength, and in the sect's historical materials, he learned that those demonic demons were the same as the Northern Qi army back then, cold-blooded and ruthless, full of evil!

Mo Xiaolou swore that in the face of the enemy, he would not be soft and kill one by one.

Suddenly, a light fell in the small courtyard, and a tall figure walked out, and after seeing the person clearly, Mo Xiaolou hurriedly knelt down, his heart full of shock.

"Master.... Why are you here?"