"Are you very unconvinced?" Seeing Qiao Xuan's changed face, Mo Qingwu felt a little happy, and asked in a contemptuous tone with a disdainful expression on his face.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Mo is a good method, she has cultivated to a high level, but she can only humiliate the disciples who are worse than herself, so as to satisfy your perverted pleasure, don't you feel very cool. Qiao Xuan sneered and said with some contempt.

"You fart?" Mo Qingwu's face immediately changed, as if someone had poked a scar. Anger loomed on his face. Pointing at Qiao Xuan and scolding.

"I fart, I'm shameless, I'm nasty, I'm mean, I've lost my conscience, I've done all kinds of evil, you can scold me with the most vicious words in the world, you can even treat me like a shit. Okay. I don't care about your uncle, I dare to admit it. But what about you?" Qiao Xuan was completely angry, and used a series of sentences to salute Mo Qingwu in return, flung his robe back, stepped on the stone and danced towards Mo Qingwu, pointing at Mo Qingwu and yelling.

"Do you dare to admit your heart? Do you dare to face your heart? Do you think you are noble, do you look at no one well, and you yourself are a perfect person?" Qiao Xuan issued a series of questions, sonorous and powerful.

"I naturally know who I am, and I don't need to comment on you as a shameless person. I don't think I'm noble, but I hate vile people, I hate filthy people. Mo Qingwu seemed to have been greatly insulted, and she was completely angry, but she was like a little woman who sprinkled it, facing Qiao Xuan, right.

To outsiders, it looks like a fight between cultivators, to the point that a husband and wife from an ordinary mortal family are quarreling.

Hearing this, Qiao Xuan laughed uncontrollably, leaning forward and backward with his laughter, laughing at the earth-shattering thing, as if he had heard the best joke in the world, and the emotions in his heart were cathartic.

"What are you laughing at, you shameless person, what are you to laugh at me, you shut up for me. Mo Qingwu was disturbed by Qiao Xuan's laughter, as if her own pain was caused by the guy in front of her, as if he was the kid hiding in her most precious thing, she raised the fairy sword, pointed at Qiao Xuan, and shouted screaming. The Blue Feather Immortal Sword, which had already fused with her, seemed to have also felt the anger of its master, and actually exuded a faint blue sword aura.

"Why, when you are angry, are you angry, do you want to cut me into ten or eight pieces to relieve your anger, so that you can calm your turbulent heart? Is it that you only have the ability to draw your sword at every turn? If so, I still have to despise you, and I still have to say that you are a coward. Qiao Xuan was not frightened by the sword qi, but became more reasonable, and spontaneously emitted a shocking pride from it, and even raised his head towards Mo Qingwu, and looked at her without fear.

Qiao Xuan's black eyes are as deep as the universe and as vast as the ocean. There seems to be a fatal temptation that makes people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

The softest nerve in Mo Qingwu's heart seemed to be touched, his eyes flickered a little, and he suddenly avoided Qiao Xuan's scorching gaze, closed his eyes, and the fairy sword in his hand also dimmed and lost its brilliance.

"Look into my eyes, why don't you dare to look, what are you afraid of?" Qiao Xuan said with some anger,

"Look at it, the eye droppings in the corners of my eyes haven't been wiped clean, so I don't want to look at it, I'm sick to death. Mo Qingwu took two steps back and said with some annoyance.

"Don't interrupt," Qiao Xuan hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and said seriously, "Is what I said wrong? You can't understand others, why should you let others understand you." Just because you draw your sword at every turn, how can you achieve the cause of ascension with this state of mind? "Qiao Xuan is a human being in two lives, he has naturally experienced a lot, seen a lot, and has a deep understanding of the hardships of the road to cultivation. Without firm conviction and perseverance, we will not be able to go far on the road of cultivating truth. In the same way, the degree of grasping one's own weaknesses also affects the direction of cultivation.

The so-called one thought becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha. If the Dao heart is unstable, it is easy to produce inner demons, and the inner demons are the most difficult to eradicate for a lifetime.

With the improvement of cultivation, the demons will also change, and eventually become the biggest obstacle to the path of cultivation of cultivators, and some will even fall into the path of demons. If so, Mo Qingwu can't get rid of her heart knots, and she can't escape the doom of being haunted by demons, and she may eventually destroy herself.

Qiao Xuan naturally knew these things, but he didn't know how to help Mo Qingwu resolve these knots.

However, the bell must be tied to the bell, all of this is his sin, and in the end he has to pay it back, success or failure is fate, everything is fate, or follow fate.

"I want you to take care of it. Mo Qingwu lowered his head and muttered a few words, if it weren't for Qiao Xuan's excellent ear power, he wouldn't have heard the opportunity. This was beyond Qiao Xuan's expectations, this senior sister still has a child's temper.

This feeling was only for a moment, Mo Qingwu returned to her arrogant expression, although her jade face was red, she was indifferent, and she looked condescending: "You guy, you are like a river, I don't argue with you about this." However, you must know that in the cultivation realm, the strong are respected, if you don't have the strength, no one will take care of you if you say that you are in a mess. If you want me to be convinced, just use your strength to speak, this sect competition, I want to see you, this kid, I want you to see if my fists are hard, or your mouth is hard. The corners of Mo Qingwu's mouth showed a chuckle, and she said with some mockery, she really wanted to teach this kid a lesson.

"Haha, that's what you said, how about we make a bet. Qiao Xuan's eyes showed a hint of cunning.

"Well, how to bet. Mo Qingwu was a little curious.

"If I win this competition, how about you give my uncle and me a maid for a year? Qiao Xuan chuckled.

"Hmph, what a big breath, if you win, I don't want to be a maid, you can be a cow or a horse, if you lose. "Mo Qingwu seems to have heard the funniest joke in the world, this guy who hasn't even reached the foundation building period wants to win me, it's just a fool's dream.

"Uncle, if I lose, I will give you a horse to ride. Then run naked in the Loose School. Qiao Xuan said without hesitation.

"Well, you don't regret it. A hint of revenge flashed in Mo Qingwu's eyes, as if he saw Qiao Xuan being ridden as a horse and beaten by himself. She can't see that Qiao Xuan has any capital to win her now.

"Haha, uncle, I have no regrets. Qiao Xuan said with a smile.

"We'll see you in the arena. Mo Qingwu didn't theorize anymore, he raised the Blue Feather Immortal Sword, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the top of the white clouds.

Looking at the back of Mo Qingwu leaving, Qiao Xuan showed a meaningful smile.