Looking at the courtyard of the guest room again, the group ate some things, cleaned up and washed, and walked for a long time, and finally had a bed to sleep in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yue'er fell asleep early, Mo Lan was in the same room with her, sleepless tonight, there were many cluttered things in her heart, lying on the bed and flipping back and forth, her mind was messed up: He said that when the injury was healed, he would go with me to find his mother. Where is my mother now? Daddy has been gone for a long time now, and I don't know what kind of scene is at home? I don't know what entanglement my predecessors have with this valley. I don't know if the valley master can cure him? I don't know how long his injuries will have to be healed? I heard that the meridians are broken, even if he is cured, and most of them will not be able to practice martial arts, I don't know what will happen to him in the future? I haven't heard any movement all night, maybe he is still in that pharmacy. I've been in Tianliao Mountain for so long, and I don't know what Sword Casting Villa looks like? Will my mother not find me in Tianliao and go to Sword Casting Villa again?

Mo Lan stopped thinking, and felt uncomfortable all over the bed, so she got up and put on her clothes. The house was dark, and the valley was peaceful, only the sound of frogs and insects, and Yue'er should have fallen asleep. Mo Lan thought about it slightly, put on her clothes, and went out by looking for the faint night light through the window.

At night, there was a little wet smell of grass and trees, and Mo Lan came out of the door, only to feel that this smell came to his nose, which made it difficult to find in people's hearts. At this moment, in the moonlight, I sat down on the front steps of the room and looked around the courtyard for a moment, but it turned out that this place was also quite beautiful. A wall, red-topped painting wall, moon arch, carved beams and falling flowers, green mountain stones, settled in the pond, quiet in the night, smell people think.

Mo Lan let out a faint breath and looked at the sky from afar, there was no cloud tonight, and the sky was full of stars. Although I have seen a lot in the mountains a long time ago, I don't want the starry sky to be so bright. Mo Lan looked at the small pond under the mountain and rock, the night was dark, and he couldn't see the difference, and he exhaled lightly, since leaving the northern capital, this thought became more and more entangled, and now here, I am afraid I have never thought about it.

With this sigh, Mo Lan lowered her head, hugged her legs, and propped her head on her legs, her eyes only forward, and she didn't know what she was looking at or thinking. Just stunned like this.

"Haven't slept yet?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Lan turned around and saw that this person was already standing beside him, and when his eyes followed, he saw that it was the man in black standing up. Shaking his head at this moment, I don't know if others saw it in the night, Mo Lan turned around again, and looked ahead in a daze.

The man in black sat down, only to see that his clothes were not draped, and he looked sloppy, so he took a wine gourd and took a sip. All the way here, I finally had a sip of wine, but I didn't want the wine to enter my throat, but I felt a little bitter.

The two of them sat here, only looking forward, Mo Lan didn't say a word, the man in black drank the wine one by one, and I don't know how long it took before he heard the man in black: "What are you thinking?"

Mo Lan came back to his senses: "No, why haven't the seniors rested yet?"

The man in black sighed, only to feel that he had pressed too many secrets in his heart recently, and he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know if he could open it, so he felt that his mind was troubled and tired.

Mo Lan didn't hear the man in black reply, he looked at it from a distance, no longer squeaked, only looked ahead in a daze, cicadas, insects and frogs chirped, this land of spirit beasts, in the end, what is the difference between it and the human world?

"Mo Lan, what do you think of Yang Zhen?" The man in black took another sip of wine, but felt that the atmosphere was awkward, so he also borrowed the wine, forgot about the many troubles in his mind, and asked casually.

Mo Lan lowered her eyes, but did not answer, only breathed gently, so that the humidity of the midnight entered her mouth and nose, and turned the few entanglements in her heart into fluttering.

"Is there an old one between the predecessors and this valley?"

"Hey. The man in black let out a long sigh, then took another sip of the gourd, "It's a long story." ”

"Hmm. ”

The two were silent for a while before they heard the man in black speak again: "Mo Lan, if Yang Zhen is not human, are you willing to be with him?"

Mo Lan glanced back, pulled his thoughts back, and was silent for a moment, only listening to the wind coming, blowing a few "rustling" leaves: "Senior, is it really that important whether it is a human or not?"

The man in black was slightly stunned, but he didn't make a sound, is it important? At that time, he was only in his thirties, and he could still see clearly, but now he is about to be half a hundred years old, but he can't see clearly.

"I only know one Yang Zhen, and as for whether he is a human or a spirit animal, as far as I am concerned, it is no different. ”

"It's all the same. The man in black thought about it in his heart again, took a sip of wine, and said, "Ten years ago, I thought it was all the same. ”

When Mo Lan heard this, she only blinked, and put these words in her heart: "What does the senior think now?"

The man in black laughed at himself: "That's it, what qualifications do I have to say." In the end, it's your young people's business, I'm an old man, it's better to talk less nonsense. ”

"The seniors knew that Yang Zhen was not human, and they didn't send him here for medical treatment, if they really cared about whether this was a human statement, why should the seniors be so troublesome. ”

The man in black smiled again, just that's it, why hide so much. At this moment, he stretched out his arm and drove away the fatigue for a while before he said: "Yang Zhen is my junior brother, so I naturally want to send him to seek medical treatment." ”

"Yang Zhen is my senior brother, and I don't care if he is human or not. Mo Lan replied, and only looked at the night again.

The man in black suddenly realized, it turned out that this girl had already knew, and she had been here for a long time, but she was just deceiving herself: "When did you know?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether I know it or not, I only know that if my predecessors don't say it, it's a hardship. ”

The man in black looked at the night from afar, but did not move for a long time. Then he lifted the gourd in his hand, that is, he was about to put it in his mouth again, and the wine came to his mouth, but his hand stopped: "Let me tell you a story." After a word, the man in black put the wine in his mouth, only to feel that today's wine is not as intoxicating as in the past.

Mo Lan didn't move, so she just waited quietly on the side, waiting for the man in black to drink for a while, and then narrated: "This story should be long-term, and I also heard it from my tutor when I was a child." The man in black sighed lightly again, but he felt that he couldn't speak, so he started from that far away, "The family teacher was born in a martial arts family, and he has learned eighteen kinds of martial arts since he was a child, and he is extremely talented, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, the martial arts at home have been integrated, and there is nothing to learn." When the father of the family teacher saw him like this, he looked for a famous teacher to teach. The man in black lifted the wine jug and drank lightly, "At that time, the family teacher was very proud of himself, and none of the leaders found at home were his opponents. ”

Mo Lan only listened there, and it was rumored that Yang Lao's divine skills were invincible, and he was indeed extraordinary since he was a child. After a little thought, I heard the man in black continue: "Later, the family teacher began to travel around, saying that he was looking for a famous teacher, but he was young and vigorous, and he was arrogant. Since entering the world of flowers, no one has anything to do with him, at that time it can be said that there are many evils, but the famous teacher has not been found, and the notoriety is famous all over the world. ”

I don't want Yang Lao to have been like this, Mo Lan listened to the story in her heart, and only felt that if this person could clearly tell the evil of the past, it would be commendable. The man in black took another sip, straightened his face, and continued: "In this way, a Taoist leader was alarmed, and he was called 'Master Xuanqing'. The old Taoist priest was originally a wanderer, and when he heard about the various bad deeds of the family teacher, he wanted to accept the family teacher. At that time, the family teacher could be described as strong, and there were few opponents in the world. The old Taoist priest was even better, defeated the family teacher, and took him by his side as a disciple. At that time, the family teacher should be twenty years old, and he relied on his martial arts skills, and no one could take care of him. Now that he is defeated in the hands of Lao Dao, he is unconvinced in his heart. In the past, I used to bully others, but now I am being disciplined, where to find comfort. ”

The man in black looked at the night, and was stunned for a moment before he said: "In another two years, the family teacher will have all the martial arts of that old way on his body." Lao Dao saw the qualifications of the family teacher, but he also tried his best to teach him, and he didn't want the family teacher to be able to defeat the evil breath in his chest after all, and when the martial arts were completed, it was the day when the old Taoist died. ”

Mo Lan heard this, but she was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know how to care in her heart, she didn't expect that Yang Lao had done this kind of thing.

Since then, the family teacher has been even more arrogant, and with that kind of cultivation, he has set off a bloody storm on the Lingzhou continent. In the old days, there was no Buddhism in Lingzhou, until more than 100 years ago, there was a wandering monk from Shenzhou, called 'colorless Zen master'. This 'colorless Zen master' broke the power of Lingzhou Gangfeng and entered the land of the north. I also heard that the family teacher did evil. The Zen master originally wanted to promote the Dharma, but now he is taking this opportunity to defeat the master and take him by his side. In this way, Buddhism is in Lingzhou, and some people have heard of it. ”

Mo Lan sighed when he heard this, that Yang Lao was looked up to by the world, and he was like a god, but he didn't want to be such a traitor and evildoer in the old days. With such a thought, I feel that Yang Lao is extraordinary in the end, but he can also tell others about the evil things in the past, which should be worthy of respect.

The man in black paused for a moment, then continued to speak: "That Zen master took the family teacher by his side and traveled around to teach the Dharma, and the family teacher followed him like this. The Zen master is different from the old way, and has never taught the master half of the martial arts, but only preaches the scriptures and worships the Buddha every day. The family teacher was still unconvinced, but with the Zen master wandering all over the world, seeing the suffering in the world, eating the coarse tea and light rice. As I grew older, I gradually saw my past self clearly and collected the violent atmosphere. Attentively followed the Zen master to teach the Dharma, and the Zen master treated the master very well, so he also felt the same as his children. After more than ten years like this, the 'colorless Zen master' sat down and passed away. The family teacher and his brother and sister built the Jinguang Temple, and offered the Zen master's Dharma relics in the temple. ”

Jinguang Temple. It turns out that this Jinguang Temple was also built by Yang Lao, and he didn't want to have so many things in the past. Mo Lan felt softly again, and then listened to the man in black continue to say: "After the 'colorless Zen master' passed away, the junior brother of the family teacher stayed in Jinguang Temple and became the host, and the family teacher had nowhere to go, so he began to travel around the world again. After such a journey, I finally met a woman. At that time, the family teacher was already forty years old, and he fell in love, married this woman, and the two stayed together for several years, and had a young son. ”

Mo Lan sighed when she heard it, but she didn't know what she was thinking about, but she felt that what the man in black said about Yang Lao was not at all similar to what the world had rumored.

"The family teacher was originally obsessed with martial arts, and he was used to the days of wandering all over the world, so he started a family like that, but he was not used to it. At first, the husband and wife were in love, but they also lived happily. But at this time, there has been nothing to do every day, all of which are the trivialities of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the family teacher can't bear to live like that. Moreover, at that time, the family teacher was studying martial arts with his heart, but he encountered a bottleneck, hovering between the two strengths of rigidity and softness, yin and yang. In this way, the days passed dimly, and the master saw the family teacher sighing in the small courtyard every day, and she also knew that although others were here, their minds had long since disappeared. After the two discussed, the master agreed that the master would travel again, and for three years, no matter whether the master was a martial artist or not, he would come home. The man in black spoke, and he breathed a long breath, and suddenly felt an unbearable roar in his heart, which took a sip of the gourd, and sprinkled the wine on the ground, as if to pay tribute to the old man.

Mo Lan heard these words in his ears, and he didn't know what to think. I just feel that the world is in a trance, and it turns out that it is nothing more than that. The man in black sprinkled the wine, looked at the moonlight from a distance, and came with a thick sadness: "Later, the family teacher was really wandering again, and he learned the martial arts, Buddhism, and Taoism in his heart. After thinking about it and thinking about it repeatedly, he finally realized the mystery of the mystery, and he created the 'mixed element thaumaturgy'. Since then, the family teacher can be said to have cultivated the avenue, and there is no rival in the world. It was at such an emotional moment that the family teacher remembered that there was a wife and a son at home. I was all about martial arts that day, but I forgot that time had flown by, and now it was more than ten years later. The tutor hurriedly returned to his residence, but he saw that the village in the past, I don't know when, had already been defeated, and only a few old people remained in the village. When he returned to his residence, he saw that the house was empty. After some inquiry, I learned that there had been a plague in the village five years ago, and my wife and son had long since died, and I didn't even know where to find the place where I was buried. ”

Mo Lan was listening, and only in that trance remembered what the man in black had said in the old days: Life is a life of ups and downs, and no one can think about it.

Since then, the tutor has been extremely remorseful, and when he recalls the half-hundred-hundred, he only feels that he regrets a lot, and his deceased wife is deceased, and he has no body to cultivate, so what can he do? After guarding the mass grave in the village for several months, the tutor regretted the past more and more. That's how I remembered the idea of resurrection. The man in black said that although he had never experienced the old thing, he felt that he was like himself, if he said that the teacher regretted half of his life, how much better would he be? It's a pity that although the world is big, there is no place to find it. I don't know how many years have passed, don't say that this Lingzhou continent is a family teacher who cultivates himself and goes to Shenzhou from the inside, and he doesn't have half a harvest. It was also at that time that the family teacher discovered that this Gangfeng not only trapped Lingzhou, but also connected the Six Realms. ”

Six Realms. It turns out that there are really six worlds in the world. Mo Lan was grateful again, and she didn't know what she thought about this Yang Lao in her heart. If he is said to have been evil for half of his life, but he has changed his evil and returned to righteousness. If it is said that he abandoned his wife and children, he is ruthless and unjust, but he is so delusional. With another sigh, Mo Lan listened attentively, and waited for the man in black to continue: "The family teacher has no way to seek everywhere, so he thinks of the land of the dead. With such invincible skills, he broke through the creation of heaven and earth, and went to the Youquan Underworld to find it. It's a pity that the master and mother have passed away for a long time, and the dead soul has long since gone? Pity. ”

At this point, the man in black sighed again, "The family teacher was carried away by that remorse, but instead of receiving the good intentions, he made a big fuss in the underworld, forcibly took the 'Sansheng Stone Carving' on the bank of the Lethe River, and cast the divine sword 'Shangxi' in an attempt to reshape the body of his deceased wife and call her future memory." He also took the underground 'sunflower branch' and cast the power of the 'mountain and river fan' to drive away the wind, trapping the 100,000 innocent souls of the underworld in the 'mixed yuan beads' cast by the 'reincarnation roulette', and using the 'Ten Ring Beads' made of ten 'reincarnation stones' as a array, trying to use the 'soul dementor' to scatter all the souls, take one or two each, and reshape the soul of the deceased wife. The big array together, the heaven and the earth changed, and the family teacher relied on the ability to change the heavens and the earth to drive the magic array, trying to go against the sky. But I didn't want to, but I was in a trance for a moment in my heart, and the power of the 100,000 revenants in the 'Mixed Yuan Bead' broke out. At that time, the great array had risen, and the family teacher had to rely on his own cultivation, and the power of the dead soul to carry life and death, and in the end, the family teacher was exhausted and fell, although the 100,000 spirits were turned into powder, and the magic circle was also dispersed. The man in black said, lifted the wine gourd to his mouth, and drank several sips in succession.

Mo Lan only listened to it from the sidelines, and this time she also sighed lightly, there are such cultivators in the world, but there are also such people. I really don't know whether to say it's good or bad, in the end, those 100,000 spirits are innocent, and in the end, this anti-heaven array will fail after all. "Mixed Yuan Bead", by the way, "Senior, the 'Mixed Yuan Bead' on Yang Zhen's body is the 'Mixed Yuan Bead' cast by the 'Reincarnation Roulette' you said?"

The man in black nodded, but did not speak again. Mo Lan thought in her heart, no wonder this bead could heal pain, it turned out to be used for reincarnation. Yang Lao made such a big fuss in the underworld, and he didn't know what kind of damage had been caused to the netherworld. Ay.

"Senior, what happened then?"

After the man in black drank wine, he was about to speak again, and suddenly read "Mixed Yuan Pearl" in his mind, but he was suddenly startled, and a chaotic thought struck, and the man in black finally couldn't sit still, and got up suddenly: Ten Ring Beads, Wu Xian.

"Senpai?"

"This will happen tomorrow, and I will tell you again. The man in black said a few quick words, turned and walked towards the house.

Mo Lan was stunned at the moment, only to feel that the night was already thick like ink, and listening to such a story made people's hearts feel unbearable. And so he got up, and went into the house.