In the dead of night, Mo Li was sitting in the courtyard of the Purple Moon Pavilion staring at the moon in a daze. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother Lan, the moon is so beautiful, but why is my eyes blurry?"

It's very quiet, only the wind, but it's still quiet.

The wind blew the willows, and in the dark night in the distance, a woman in red walked faintly, her eyes were deep and indifferent, as if she could see through the red dust, but there was a smile on her face.

"The light master is so interested, he actually admired the moon here, is it because he knows that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is in the basin and has a good vision, so he deliberately mixed in?"

Mo Li frowned slightly, his gaze moved away from the moon, and he stared vigilantly at the woman in red who was gradually approaching.

"What are you talking about? I didn't understand. ”

The woman in red sighed, shook her head, and said, "Are you still pretending to be stupid with me?"

Seeing Mo's incomprehensible eyes, a sneer came out of the mouth of the woman in red.

"Don't play dumb with me, what sects are there on Nameless Island, who is the head of the sect, how can they escape the eyes of the Xiuzhen Alliance?"

Speaking of this, her expression suddenly became indifferent, and she came to a place three feet away from Mo, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

Mo Li's back trembled, he stood up leisurely, looked at the woman deeply, and frowned, "Are you from the Xiuzhen Alliance?"

The woman in red snorted lightly, put the waist card symbolizing her identity in front of Mo Li, and her eyes were like electricity: "Do you know now?"

"Great Elder......" Mo Li's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but his expression did not change much.

The woman in red was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "It seems that the light master doesn't believe my identity." ”

"I believe it. Mo Li's expression was as usual, he hugged his fists at the woman in red, and said respectfully: "The head of Qingfeng Pavilion is as light as snow, and he is here to greet Elder Xiao on behalf of all the disciples." ”

Xiao Menglin frowned, and said impatiently: "These red tapes are still exempt." ”

In fact, Mo Li really didn't suspect anything, but her personality created this lukewarm temperament, so she didn't show much enthusiasm for Xiao Menglin.

But all this, in Xiao Menglin's eyes, is a great disrespect, no monk has ever dared to have such an attitude towards her.

"Light as snow, are you guilty?" Xiao Menglin asked coldly.

"I'm guilty. Mo Li's answer was even colder than Xiao Menglin's, as if everything was taken for granted.

"Heh, then tell me, what crime have you committed?" Xiao Menglin asked with a gloomy face.

"The head of any sect infiltrates another sect as a disciple, which involves fraud, and once discovered, the identity of the head of the sect will be revoked. Mo Li frowned.

"I thought you didn't know. Xiao Menglin glanced at Mo Li deeply, and said with a smile: "I now have the right to revoke your identity as the head of the house." ”

Mo Li raised his head and said calmly, "Then I am the official introductory disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

Xiao Menglin looked stunned, and then his face was cloudy.

"As an important member of the Cultivation Alliance, Great Elder Xiao arbitrarily revoked the immortal book of an ordinary disciple, if it reached the ears of the Alliance True Monarch, it would be a great crime to abuse his private power. Mo Li said with a smile.

"You are a little master, is it appropriate to talk like this to the elders of the Xiuzhen Alliance?" Xiao Menglin snorted coldly, and said with a disdainful expression: "I want to deal with you, there are ten thousand ways, but Elder Ben is merciful today and gives you a choice......

"Elder Xie is kind, I choose to leave. Mo Li sighed lightly and looked up at the endless sky, looking like she was watching the moon, but in fact, she was staring at the crack in the sky, and said in a trance: "The Snowy Envoy should be coming soon." ”

Interrupted by Mo Li again, Xiao Menglin's face was a little uncertain, and with a light snort, she said coldly: "Before the time, leave the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

After speaking, she waved her red sleeves and disappeared in an instant.

Mo Li didn't bow his head, just stared at the crack in the sky, and his eyes revealed a faint sadness.

"Brother Lan, since you already have a favorite person in your heart, it is inconvenient for Mo Li to continue to bother, so cherish each other. ”

With that, she let out a long sigh, and her figure turned into bursts of purple mist and disappeared.

......

In the dead of night, when Lan Feng's figure reappeared, he was already beside the whirlpool of water and fire at the foot of Fanghu Mountain.

In the boundless sea, the black and red whirlpools still roll as usual, as if nothing had happened, and as if a lot had happened.

"It's been more than 200 years. Lan Feng looked up to the sky and sighed, looking at the black reef on the beach, he remembered the scene when he saw Ye Xiaoxue for the first time that night.

"The moon is still round, but the man is gone. ”

Lan Feng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and his body jumped, entering the familiar and unfamiliar whirlpool of water and fire. Still as before, after a dizzy feeling, everything was back to normal.

Slowly opening his eyes, he frowned strangely.

The cave was supposed to be dark, but there was an extra tree around it, and this tree was very strange, shaped like a maple, emitting a faint blue light.

"This is ......" Lan Feng touched his chin and thought for a long time, his eyes flashed, and he muttered, "This is planted by Xiaoxue?"

"Brother Lan, there was a Taoist priest at the beginning, he gave me some seeds, telling me that as long as I take care of them, the seeds will grow into what I think I want, is there really such a tree in the world? If it's so magical, I'd like to see it with my own eyes, hehe......" What Ye Xiaoxue said to him at the beginning came to mind.

Lan Feng walked over to the tree, muttered for a moment, and plucked a leaf from under the tree.

"Maple leaf, blue, this ......" Lan Feng's brows twisted into a ball, and he smiled bitterly: "Xiaoxue, this is my name, right." ”

Leaning on the trunk of the tree and meditating for a long time, he finally felt useless, he came to the stone bed again, and blew lightly, and the dust around him instantly flew up, and the stone bed became shiny.

Lan Feng waved his cuffs, took out a piece of futon and spread it on the stone bed, jumped up, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to breathe.

The mad master told him that there would be periodic black holes in the whirlpool, which would basically appear once every three months, and if he was accidentally sucked into the black hole, a space-time deviation would occur.

In other words, the cycle of the black hole is three months, one day in the outside world, the black ** is five years, and the time spent in it is only three months, which is equivalent to entering it once, and you can practice for five hundred years.

And there will be two opportunities to enter a year, if you can succeed every time, it only takes one year to cultivate a thousand years of cultivation for other people, but to successfully enter, the most important thing is to have chance.

And in this process, the cultivator's appearance will not change in any way except for cultivation, which is also its magic.