Mo Xiaoye had a long, long dream, in which he was seriously injured in the battle and couldn't move, he could only watch his sister being beaten by the enemy who couldn't see what she looked like and vomited blood, staining the entire front placket, he roared, He shouted, he struggled to get up, but I don't know if it was because of the exhaustion of strength or because of the serious injury, he could only lie on the ground, looking at everything that happened in front of him, he was hit by a spell, and his figure flew back with a shocking glance, looking at Mo Xiaoxie, his eyes were less agile than usual, full of misery, "Puff-" With a bang, the enemy's magic weapon came up head-on, and cut off Huixin's body with a thunderous force, falling to the ground like a fallen leaf, with blood everywhere, Mo Xiaoye screamed, and suddenly got up to find that those before were all dreaming. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The clothes were sticky on his body, Mo Xiaoye reached out and touched it, only to find that he was sweating, wetting his clothes and quilt, picking up the towel placed aside and wiping the sweat on his head, Mo Xiaoye couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately it was just a dream, otherwise...... , Thinking that his sister was killed in a dream, and he could only lie on the side, powerlessly watching the tragedy happen, Mo Xiaoxiao was afraid for a while, although it was a dream, but it was too real.

Awakened by the nightmare, Mo Xiaoxie couldn't sleep anymore, put on his clothes, opened the curtain of the tent, it was still early, the stars were still shining in the sky, the fog on the lake was white and vast, the morning breeze was blowing, and the sweat-soaked clothes were slightly cool on his body.

Let's change clothes, Mo Xiaoye sighed softly, his mood was a little heavy, everything that happened in the dream made him more stressed in reality, he walked out of the tent two or three steps away, and looked at the other two tents set up nearby in addition to his own tent, Mo Xiaoxie remembered that because his figure was similar to Yun Shangfei, he gave him his only change of clothes after taking a bath yesterday.

Thinking that after washing it yesterday, the black stains on Yun Shangfei's face were washed away, which surprised Mo Xiaoxiao and Huixin inexplicably, that eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, lips are red and teeth are white, and there is some immortal cultivator's graceful bearing in his heroic posture, if it weren't for some problems in his brain, he must be very popular with girls on weekdays.

This can't help but make Mo Xiaoxie sigh, God is really fair, and people with both talents and appearances will only appear in some novels, of course, his sister is not counted.

Glancing at the gray-black wooden pile left by the fire last night, the imprint was clearly visible, Mo Xiaoye thought to himself, since he got up early, then go and pick some ingredients, the ingredients for two people picked last night were originally brought out this morning's meal, but I didn't expect that there would be one more Yun Shangfei, and he ate the extra food for the other two people, it seems that he was hungry when he got lost in the forest alone.

Carrying the basket on his back, walking in this green sea composed of forests, Mo Xiaoxie gradually recovered from the haze of the nightmare, the wind blew through the grass and between the branches, swaying like green waves, the waves rolled, and Mo Xiaoxie was treading the waves.

Today and yesterday are going in different directions, half an hour later, the harvest is full, but if three people eat, it is still a little less, thinking about Yun Shangfei's appetite, Mo Xiaoye feels a little terrifying.

Just as Mo Xiaoxie was thinking, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded not far away, startling Mo Xiaoxie's hairs stood on end, and his wolf-like eyes stared vigilantly at the person who spoke.

"Are you...... Ordinary people?" he spoke with an unexpected look of surprise, as if he didn't understand how an ordinary person who wasn't a cultivator could appear here.

"Human?" Mo Xiaoye turned his head, looked at the person who made the voice, and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

The person in front of him was wrapped in a white cloth scarf on his head, his cheeks were like knives, he was wearing loose black and white clothes, his hair was tied behind his head with something like wicker, he was sitting on the ground leaning against a thick tree, one leg was straight, one leg was bent on his knees, he looked decadent and lifeless, and a strip-shaped object with a texture like bamboo, more than a meter long and about three inches wide, was placed on his side, I don't know what it was for.

"Hehe, I'm naturally human, there's no doubt about it, but it doesn't matter who I am, it's how you ended up here. The man smiled, not intending to tell the young man opposite his name, as he didn't think a dying man needed to know so much.

This person should also be a cultivator who was teleported in, since he is not a demon cultivator, then he should not be an enemy, Mo Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief. Carrying the basket in his hand, Mo Xiaoye said lightly: "I'll come out to get some food, and I'll get here while walking." ”

The man was dumbfounded for a while, knowing that the other party should not understand the meaning of his words, what he wanted to know was how an ordinary person got here, but since the other party didn't understand, the man didn't bother to explain, one hand was gently lowered, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and put it on the bamboo stick on his side.

There happened to be a group of wild mushrooms under the tree next to him, which was more delicious than wild vegetables. Mo Xiaoxie happily turned his back and squatted down, carefully digging the mushrooms that grew close to the roots of the big tree.

"You eat all vegetarians?" the man asked coldly, taking the bamboo stick in his hand.

Mo Xiaoye blew the roots of the mushroom with the soil, threw it into the basket placed on the ground next to it, and said: "Well, you can only find vegetarian food in this forest, and I haven't seen rabbits or anything like that in the past few days, but the demon beasts have seen a few, I see that you haven't eaten breakfast yet, do you want to eat together." ”

"You don't have to eat together, I can't eat these vegetarian dishes, I only eat meat dishes. The man still spoke indifferently, giving people a feeling of impersonalness, the bamboo strip held in his hand was gently pulled, and it was stretched out, and the lower part of the right hand was held by a little more than a distance, and the thin thickness was slightly narrower than the overall bamboo strip The width clearly reflected the man's face, but the inside of the bamboo strip was a sword blade with a ghostly light.

Is there such a strange person, isn't it the same strange to think that the Buddhists only eat vegetarian dishes, Mo Xiaoxiao seemed to think of something interesting, smiled and said: "Speaking of which, human beings are really cruel creatures, eating both animals and plants, seeing the beauty of this forest, you know how beautiful nature is without human life, where can you see such a pure natural landscape in the outside world." ”

The man's sword had already drawn most of it, shining with metallic light, and after hearing Mo Xiaoxie's strange talk, the hand that drew the sword stopped and asked with a strange expression, "Oh?

"What's the matter, you can't kill all the human beings in the world, not to mention that cannibalism is not something that normal people can do. ”

Mo Xiaoxie stood up and turned around, and spread his hands at the man, with a look on his face, there was no way to do it, the man's sword had been quietly retracted at this time, and the bamboo strip that concealed the sword body had also been placed back in its original position, as if it had never been passive.

"This is the first time I've heard such a statement from someone else, but it's really refreshing, and I appreciate you. The man smiled slightly, I don't know if it was an illusion, Mo Xiaoye felt that this man's attitude towards him seemed to be much better.

"Which sect are you a disciple?" the man asked abruptly, as if with another purpose.

Mo Xiaoxie rubbed his hands, got rid of the soil, shook his head, and replied with a lost expression: "You also feel it, I haven't practiced any exercises, and I haven't joined any sect yet." ”

Hearing that Mo Xiaoye had not yet joined the sect, the man was even more happy, and asked in a kind tone, "Do you want to learn the exercises?" ”

"What?" Mo Xiaoxie thought that he had heard it wrong, and patted his cheek, wanting to confirm whether he was still in a dream, but the person in front of him, who had just talked a few words, actually said that he wanted to teach himself the exercises, Mo Xiaoxie's heart was pounding, as if he was making a difficult choice.

His sister seems to be intent on letting him enter her master's sect "Leiyin Temple" to practice Buddhism, but that will have to wait until after he leaves the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, and now what he lacks most is strength, and the dream that woke him up made him even more eager for strength, and becoming a cultivator himself will definitely be able to help his sister, Mo Xiaoxie thought in his heart, his eyes flashed with firm determination, raised his head to look at the man who had not moved from beginning to end, and asked, "Are you very powerful?"

The man didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he laughed and asked, "What kind of cultivator is considered powerful in your mind, and what realm is the most powerful cultivator you have ever seen?"

I remember that my sister once mentioned that the cultivation realm of sacrificing life seems to be the Dao Shu realm, so she replied: "The most powerful cultivator I have ever seen is in the Dao Shu realm, I have tried with him, and if I use all my strength, I will not be able to take a single move." ”

The man looked at Mo Xiaoxie with a smile, and said lightly: "I am a cultivator of the Dao Mao Realm, do you say that I am qualified to teach you." ”

Dao Mao Realm, which is even higher than the cultivation of Dao Shu Realm, Mo Xiaoye looked at the unattractive man in front of him, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"What you said is true?" Mo Xiaoxie didn't believe it and wanted to confirm it again.

Mo Xiaoxie's distrustful tone made him feel as if he had been insulted, and the man said coldly: "If you don't believe it, do you want to try it." ”

Well, Mo Xiaoye shrank his head, hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "Forget it, even if I am the lowest cultivator now, I may not be able to fight, I don't want to get injured for no reason." ”

It's kind of self-aware. The man wanted to accept a disciple to inherit his mantle a long time ago, but he had never had a chance, the young man in front of him was not very old, not pedantic, a little clever, and the most important thing was that the previous remarks made him feel that this young man could inherit his way.

The man beckoned to him and said, "Come here." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao put the basket on the ground, walked over gently, and found a truth when he got closer, the strip of cloth on the man's head was actually blindfolded, and said in surprise: "Your eyes can't see things?"

"It's just blind, something that happened a long time ago, and now I'm used to it. The man smiled faintly, as if he was talking about someone else's business, and he didn't pay any attention to it.

Mo Xiaoye looked at the man's open-minded attitude towards life, secretly admired, and asked, "Now I can know what your name is." ”

The man pondered for a long time, raised his head, and said, "You can call me Weidao." ”

Wei Dao?Very rare surname, very peculiar name, Mo Xiaoxie smiled, and introduced himself: "Master, my name is Mo Xiaoxie, please give me more advice." ”