Qingxia Peak, 3,000 zhang high, is located in the far west of the country, more than 100 million miles away from the Great Xia Kingdom, and it is difficult for mortals to reach it in their lifetime.

The main peak of Qingxia Peak is tall and tall, its ancient trees are thick, the leaves are thick, although it is not as majestic and magnificent as Tongtian Mountain, but it is also the richest place in this barren extreme west.

Around Qingxia Peak, there are nine peaks of almost the same size surrounding it.

These peaks are full of attics, halls, dozens of tall palaces abound, and there are even hanging stone bridges between the halls to connect each mountain peak.

On the third peak to the southeast, in front of a huge palace, a young man in a blue robe fell to his knees with his forehead pressed against the ground.

The young man was twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he didn't look very handsome, but his angular face showed a different kind of masculinity.

"Senior Brother Mo, you better get up, it's not a way for you to kneel like this, Master Zun won't change his mind!"

A young girl in a white palace dress stood beside the young man, frowning lightly, looking at him with some concern, because this young man had been kneeling here for a month.

"Senior brother, why are you doing this!" the palace girl said softly again.

However, the young man still pressed his forehead against the ground, as if he had not heard the girl's words at all, and the whole person knelt on the ground, not moving.

The palace girl looked at the appearance of the young man, and her beautiful face showed a trace of unbearability, and suddenly she turned around and knelt down against the open palace gate.

"Master, Wanrong begged you for Senior Brother, you should come out and see you. If the senior brother hadn't had to, he wouldn't have insisted on doing so. The girl shouted to the temple door, and as she spoke, she prostrate down, her delicate forehead slamming heavily on the ground. There was a dull thumping sound.

Mo Sihai's body trembled fiercely, raised his head and looked at the palace girl with a complicated expression, although he ignored the girl's previous words, but for the girl's approach at this moment, he was finally difficult to accept and bear.

"Senior Sister Bai, you better go back, this is my own business! I don't need you to intercede for me!" Mo Sihai suppressed the warmth in his heart and said coldly.

"Senior brother!"

Bai Wanrong shouted softly, but looking at Mo Sihai's cold face, she finally stood up. Because she knew that with Mo Sihai's temperament, she couldn't persuade her.

"Go back!"

Seeing that Bai Wanrong stood up but never walked away, Mo Sihai shouted in a deep voice, and the expression on his face became more and more cold.

"Uncle Sihai, get up, you've been kneeling for a long time!"

I don't know when, four or five-year-old Mo Xin ran out of the palace, and when she passed the threshold at the entrance of the palace, which was tall for her, she almost fell.

"Uncle Sihai, I went to find my grandfather, but my grandfather didn't speak and ignored me!"

Xiao Mo Xin ran to Mo Sihai's side, and while saying in a milky voice, she stretched out her white little hands to pull Mo Sihai up from the ground, she didn't know why Uncle Sihai knelt here for more than a month, but she knew that Uncle Sihai was very bitter in her heart, and her big eyes full of innocence were already full of crystal tears.

Mo Sihai trembled in his heart, and opened his mouth several times but couldn't say anything. Especially looking at the pink little face that was wet with tears, he was only full of sourness.

Because, he didn't know whether to tell what he knew, and he was afraid that this little girl would not be able to bear such a blow.

In the end, he could only hold back his tears and shouted to Bai Wanrong beside him: "Senior sister, take your heart away!"

Bai Wanrong obviously understood what Mo Sihai was thinking in his heart, she bit her red lips lightly, looked at Mo Sihai with some complicated looks, and then with a wave of her jade hand, a white mang rushed out and wrapped Xiao Mo Xin, and her delicate body flew away with Xiao Mo Xin.

After Bai Wanrong left with Xiao Mo Xin, Mo Sihai suddenly straightened his body, his eyes looked at the open palace door tightly, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Master, you once said that cultivation should cultivate the mind, and the monks of my generation should follow their hearts and fight against the heavens, even if the heavens punish them, they must stand and greet them! But now, if I don't go back and take a look, I can't practice quietly, my heart is not good, and he will die from heaven's punishment one day!"

"Master, you once said that everything in the Great Dao has feelings, and you can't give up the seven emotions for the sake of cultivation, that will turn into a puppet under the Heavenly Dao, without your own consciousness! But now, my relatives don't know the life and death, but the master has asked me to meet the trial in this land of hundreds of millions of miles, do I want the seven emotions or practice?"

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"Master, I know you have your troubles, but you turned off the teleportation and sealed my cultivation, so that I can't walk through this hundreds of millions of miles like a mortal in the world, but I can't seal my heart after all! Even if I get old and die, I have to go back and take a look!"

Mo Sihai shouted, his face was full of determination, and after saying this, he suddenly kowtowed to the palace three times, then stood up and turned around to walk down the mountain.

"Four Seas!"

Just as Mo Sihai turned around, an old voice came from the open door of the palace, and there was a vicissitudes of life in the voice, as well as a sense of helplessness.

Mo Sihai's body trembled, and he glanced back at the palace door.

An old man with eyebrows and white hair was standing in front of the temple gate at some point, his deep-set eyes looked at Mo Sihai in a complicated way, and his face showed a trace of helplessness.

"Master!"

Mo Sihai fell to his knees with a thud, and the moment he saw his master, he couldn't stop crying.

"Sihai, have you really decided to go back?" the old man asked in a low voice.

"Master, I'm sorry! I want to go back, if I don't go back, I can't feel at ease, even if I go back and I can't see them again, I have to go back to take a look! That's the place where I was born and raised, there are my relatives, there are my playmates since childhood, I can't let go of it. Mo Sihai said hoarsely.

"You must know that the relics of the Dao Heavenly Sect will be opened in three months, this is very important to you, your heavenly capital is very high, if you enter the Enlightenment Dao Spring, you can break through the Jindan Stage within three years, and enter the Yuan Infant Stage within 20 years! You can even break the eternal record, and within a hundred years, the Void God will enter the Refining God Stage, and become a great cultivator! Such an opportunity is rare, if you give up, the next time the Dao Heaven Sect opens will be a hundred years later, are you willing to do it?" said the old man with a hint of solemnity.

"Master, I won't regret it! If I don't go back, my heart will not be smooth, even if I get the Enlightenment Spring, it will be difficult for me to enter the Divine Refining Period within a hundred years. ”

There was not the slightest hesitation in Mo Sihai's eyes, although he also understood that Shizun's words were true, but after all, he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, he was not a cold-blooded person, since he learned about the changes in the southern region of the Great Xia Kingdom a month ago, he decided that he must go back to see, even if he walked through this hundreds of millions of miles, he had to see with his own eyes what happened to Mo Village.

"That's it! You insist on doing this, and you are not reluctant to be a teacher, but you must not slack off on the path of cultivation!"

The old man sighed, knowing that no matter how much he said, he couldn't change Mo Sihai's mind, and with a wave of his big hand, a ray of light shot into Mo Sihai's body.

"More masters!"

Mo Sihai kowtowed heavily, and after that light shot into his body, the seal in his body dissipated, and his cultivation recovered.

"There are no other requirements for going to Tongtian Mountain, but there are some things I still have to say to you. After a pause, the old man suddenly said.

"Master, please speak!"

"The source of all the disasters of this accident comes from Tongtian Mountain, which has now been blinded by heaven, although the teacher can't figure out what happened, but he can feel that it is very dangerous there, you must not climb the mountain, otherwise you will have to worry about your life!" said the old man with an unusually heavy face. A pair of old eyes looked at the direction where Tongtian Mountain was located, and even showed a hint of jealousy.

Mo Sihai showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Returning to Truth Realm, and the master who was only half a step away from soaring in the sky would have such a look, so what happened to Tongtian Mountain?

At the same time, he became more and more worried, even the master was so jealous of Tongtian Mountain, so what would happen to his ordinary relatives?

I didn't dare to imagine, Mo Sihai only felt that his whole body was cold, silently recalled his master's words, and then nodded heavily to his master.

"What should be said is the teacher, you can go! Go early and come back early! My time is running out!" the old man sighed.

Mo Sihai kowtowed, and then turned around and left without saying a word, he knew that the reason why Shizun kept himself so strongly was because it would not be long before Shizun would enter the Great Perfection of the Returning to Truth Realm and usher in the Tribulation of Ascension.