Back in the Forgotten Dust Sect, Lao Mo Jing sat on the rocking chair by the pond, looking up at the bright starry sky, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, the sea of stars rising and falling, and the stars falling.

Quietly walked to Lao Mo and sat down, looking up at the starry sky with Lao Mo. It is a magical place, eternal, mysterious, containing countless myths, and the ancestors have the power to break the sky and go to the mysterious and vast sea of stars.

"It's back. Lao Mo retracted his gaze, and shot a ray of light from his fingers, which landed on Jimo's right arm, and the demonic qi mark disappeared.

"Once the Great Dao of Reenlightenment was rediscovered, the teacher could no longer suppress the realm, and had to choose to break through. Lao Mo looked at the sky, he saw farther than Jimo, saw more, and saw deeper.

Lao Mo looked at Jimo quietly, without saying a word, his eyes were deep, the vicissitudes of life were powerful, like an endless abyss, he couldn't see the bottom, Jing saw Jimo stunned, and Lao Mo retracted his gaze.

"Master, if you have something to do, you can explain it when you are old, and Mo'er will do it. Jimo always felt that Lao Mo had something on his mind, and he had something to say, but he couldn't say it.

"Mo'er, from tomorrow onwards, you will study Taoism with me, and in your spare time, go to the Zongmen Library to find more common sense books and make up for the common sense of cultivation. Old Mo's eyes flashed with love.

"Yes, master. Jimo nodded.

"These days, don't try to improve your realm, your realm is improving too quickly, do consolidation first. The power of the Peerless Holy Fetus, you haven't fully unlocked yet. Old Mo looked at the sky, "Go ahead, rest early." ”

"The master also rests early. Jimo got up and said goodbye and returned to the hut.

He meditated for a moment and then began to cultivate. If Chang Chen can't make a plan, he will definitely not give up, and Chang Chen has strong strength and hides in the shadows, if Jimo is too weak, he is destined to be unable to shake Chang Chen.

Running the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra", he began to compress the realm and tighten the previously vain realm. Yan Ran is a peerless genius, and Yan Chen will not be weak, and it took them three years to break through to the Heavenly Beggar, compared to Jimo, this cultivation speed is extremely slow.

The soul fell into the dantian, only to see that the dantian of Jimo was divided into three pieces at the moment, the black beads accounted for sixty percent, the red fragments obtained in the Qilin Hall accounted for three layers, and there was still one percent empty, in addition to the sundries, that is, the stumps of the husband, the halberd of the heart, and a piece of red feathers.

Lao Mo looked up at the starry sky, and suddenly disappeared after a while, appearing at the tip of a thousand-zhang peak, calm on the cliff, the moonlight was bright, and it was thrown on the mist formed by the aura, which was also illusory and real.

There was a person standing with his back to the cliff, dressed as a Confucian scholar, fluttering brocade clothes, handsome and elegant, holding an ancient book in his hand, the pages were half turned, looking at Lao Mo coming, the Confucian had a smile on his face, and said, "It's ready, in the future, you will be my junior brother on behalf of the teacher, because of your free and easy nature, you are free and easy all the year round, and you feel that you are about to break through, so you quietly returned forty years ago, fell among the miscellaneous disciples, and continued to realize the avenue." ”

"What is this identity?"

"Thank you, Brother Yan. Lao Mo bowed deeply to the Confucian student.

Confucian Sheng smiled, "Does Senior Brother still call me Brother Yan now?"

Old Mo was slightly stunned, slightly melancholy, and said with a smile, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Confucius looked into the distance, looked at the blurred sky, and said, "Why thank me, why don't you help me forget the dust sect." ”

"If you want to enlighten the Tao, you can't hide it. In the past hundred years, you have been the first monk of the Forgotten Dust Sect to step into the Dao Combination, and in the past two thousand years, you have been the second master of the Forgotten Dust Sect to be promoted to the void. ”

Lao Mo looked at Confucius and said, "This matter is destined to be impossible to hide, and there is no need to hide it." According to the agreement, I will leave with Mo'er in a year, and how to arrange it will not have much impact, and it will be up to the senior brother to decide. ”

"I have asked Xuanqing and Yuan Dao to invite fellow Daoists. At that time, the Shura of the Holy Land of Zhao Kingdom, there are also strong people coming, if you can enter the Shura Holy Land to honor the Dharma Eye, it will also be a supreme opportunity for the junior disciple. ”

"Is it......" Old Mo murmured softly. The breeze on the cliff gradually rises, and the cliff of Qianzhang on a summer night, although you can see it far away, it will also be deserted.

Eternal Arrow, this is a barren land, never opened up by humans, the great demon is here, still with the wildness of the flood era.

In the huge Sky Palace, King Peng is like a tall statue, sitting on a high position, overlooking the demon cultivators in the main hall, "Forget the dust sect Mo Tian Shenwu Dao, the news is accurate?"

"Peng Zun, this matter is true, Xuan Qingzi, the sect master of the Forgotten Dust Sect, and the Great Elder Yuan Daozi personally invited the monks from all sides of the Zhao Kingdom, and the Mo Tian who suddenly appeared is very mysterious, and it is rumored that he is the apprentice of Yan Yuchen. "A peacock demon said.

"The legendary Dinghai Divine Needle of the Forgotten Dust Sect - Yan Yuchen, is there really such a person? A raven demon walked out, his brow condensed.

King Peng suddenly stood up, stepped down from the throne, and said, "If there is such a person, the deity will go to the Forgotten Dust Sect to see." Ask the grievances between Chaoge and the deity, and there should be a settlement. ”

At the same time, all parties were in turmoil, and under the impetus of Yan Yuchen, the news of Lao Mo Shenwu Avenue spread rapidly, and all parties reacted differently.

Although the Forgotten Dust Sect is on the edge of the Zhao Kingdom, because of Yan Yuchen, it ranks among the top sects in the Zhao Kingdom. Now that the Forgotten Dust Sect is going to have one more cultivator, all parties are alarmed, and even the behemoth of the Zhao Kingdom, the Shura Holy Land, will also send an envoy.

Jimo did not know the changes of the situation, and spent the night in retreat.

Pushing open the door and walking to the small courtyard, Jian Invincible looked at Jimo with a cheap smile on his face, was glared at by Jimo, and went into the house stupidly.

Lao Mo still leaned back in the rocking chair, Jimo quietly walked behind Lao Mo, and was shocked in his heart, only to see that Lao Mo's hair was white, his face was becoming more and more ruddy, and his skin was more delicate, and he was thirty years younger, looking just a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Master!"

"Mo'er, today's teacher is not yet handed over to you to portray the Dao Yun, here is an ancient book of common sense in this Dao Yun, you take it and see it first. Lao Mo handed over a dark yellow ancient book, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Jimo opened the ancient book, the ancient book was called "The Foundation of Daoyun", and after reading a few pages, he fell into it as if he was fascinated.

Lao Mo is not like a monk who is about to become a powerful monk, but more like a middle-aged Confucian student, with a little fatigue and no momentum on his body, he has washed away all the characteristics of a monk, and truly returned to the basics.

It seems that it is not Lao Mo who has enlightened tonight, but others, Lao Mo is too calm, like a spring of clear water, looking at the past and seeing the bottom clearly.

Half a day passed, and at dusk, the afterglow of the sunset on the horizon sprinkled on Lao Mo, pulling out the reflection of Zhang Xu Chang, Lao Mo got up slowly, and woke up Jimo.

"Mo'er, come with me. ”

Looking at Lao Mo's back, Jimo was even more frightened, at this moment, Lao Mo actually had a faint glow on his body, and even a charming light fragrance came out of his body, just like a miracle medicine mature, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Jimo followed behind Lao Mo on foot, walking and walking, the brown clothes on Lao Mo's body disappeared and became fluttering white clothes, without a trace of dust, combined with a faint divine light, the fairy spirit echoed, really like an immortal who walked down from the nine heavens.

Lao Mo's breath disappeared from heaven and earth, and he still walked in front of Jimo, but Jimo could no longer perceive his existence.

Slowly, the two walked out of the miscellaneous compound, and Lao Mo walked into the sky step by step, like climbing an invisible ladder, he walked lightly with every step, but every step seemed to freeze the world. A gentle invisible force lifted Jimo up, the divine light flowed, and Lao Mo took Jimo to the sky.

Every time Lao Mo fell, the sky would leave a cloud of aura, and he walked all the way, leaving countless clouds of thousands of colors, extending from the ground to the sky.

Forget about the passage of time. A sea of stars appeared in Lao Mo's eyes, the stars were bright, the galaxy was infinitely large, and finally the galaxy contracted, and there was only a huge purple star left in Lao Mo's eyes.

Lao Mo's footsteps will not stop, he takes Jimo to a higher place. The purple stars in the eyes are expanding, and mountains and rivers are murmuring. There are the eternal wilderness, the eastern wilderness, the central state, the northern plain, the western desert, the southern ridge, and the sea of silence.

These are still expanding, only the Eastern Wilderness is left in Lao Moshuang's eyes, and in the end, only Zhao Guo is left, and Zhao Guo is also expanding in Lao Mo's eyes, countless people, countless demons, countless creatures, bustling streets, and quiet mountains.

When he walked to the peak of the mountain where he stood with Yan Yuchen, the time came. A bright moon hung above Lao Mo's head, under the sky, above the thick earth, silent.

Hundreds of strong people flew from afar and landed on the huge spirit boat ten miles away from Lao Mo, and soon there were serving disciples who sent spirit tea and spirit wine, immortal treasures.

These strong people are all famous towns, creating tens of millions of legendary existences, and can stand on the spirit boat, the weakest of these strong people is also the peak of the Nine Heavens of Nianshen, and even many of the strong people are at the level of the Taishang Elder, and the sect is famous.

There are many more strong people who fly from afar, but they can only land on the highlands fifty miles away from Lao Mo, their strength is low, some are from powerful sects, and some are solitary cultivators.

Yan Yuchen stood fluttering on the dome of the Lingzhou, holding an ancient book in his hand, his brocade clothes were windless, and he looked up at Lao Mo under the bright moon, "Still with that kid, don't let me down!"

Wen Chaoge stood respectfully behind Yan Yuchen, holding a disciple's gift, at this moment he was dressed formally, even his long hair was tied into a Taoist crown, and the wine jug was even more cautiously tied around his waist.

"Hmm, this bird is really annoying, Master, it's better for me to drive him away, I can't let him affect Uncle Mo's enlightenment. Ask Chaoge to look up at the sky and salute Yan Yuchen respectfully.

"That's it, let him come!" Yan Yuchen didn't look back, waving his hand casually.

"Yes, Master. ”

"The envoy of the Shura Holy Land has not yet arrived?"

"It's not here yet. ”

"Has the time come?"

"Yes!"

The aura clouds are ethereal and illusory, if the illusion is true, it will envelop Lao Mo, and all the aura of Lao Mo will disappear, and even those strong people will not be able to perceive it.

The mountains and rivers are magnified in Lao Mo's eyes, the bustling city is transformed in Lao Mo's eyes, and all living beings are imprinted in Lao Mo's eyes one by one. The country of Zhao is getting bigger, the mountains and rivers are racing, the rivers are rushing, everything is magnifying and flowing.

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