He didn't see Mo Hulan really walking on the sword, but just took the man to fly in a fog of escape light.

"Fairy, don't you use a sword?" The man stomped the escape light under his feet curiously, and it was hard.

Mo Hulan was slightly stunned, and after a while he replied: "The Four Realms of Sky Control No longer need to rely on objects."

"I don't understand the methods of immortals." The man sighed as he looked at the escape light under his feet.

"It's just not possible, but just like casting spells with empty hands and holding objects, the sword will eventually be faster."

The two flew for a while, and the man yawned and sat cross-legged behind him: "Does the fairy have any places you want to go? For example, some famous places or immortal caves."

Mo Hulan thought for a while and finally shook her head: "You can decide."

The man took out the wine pot and drank a sip of wine: "Then accompany me to have a few sips of the bar."

The fairy nodded and cast the spell again to speed up. In just a few hours, the two of them came down from the man's direction to a small town. The town was not prosperous, but the market in the center was still lively.

Perhaps because of the frequent visits of immortals here, the arrival of the two did not attract any attention. Mo Hulan waved his hand at the man, meaning that he led the way.

"Just that one, I stayed here for one night." The shop the man pointed to was not big, because it was not a meal time, there were not many customers, and only two or three diners were drinking tea and resting there.

After ordering a few bottles of good wine with the boss, the two of them found a corner to sit down. The man signaled the fairy to sit down, but saw the fairy pointing out the index finger, and the table and chairs disappeared.

The man was not surprised, but just poured wine: "The fairy was alone in the ground, not in seclusion and recuperation. The fairy should not be a homestay."

"Hometown?" The fairy took a sip of wine and frowned.

"The fairy shouldn't be in my hometown dialect." The man explained, then looked at the fairy drinking on his own and sighed, "It seems that the fairy should be the same as me, and her life is not satisfactory."

The fairy was slightly stunned and sighed: "In life, eight out of ten things are unsatisfactory."

The man drank a sip of wine and the taste was very light. Then he realized the fairy's frown. He poured the wine and sighed: "It seems that the immortal is still human after all."

The fairy didn't say anything, but she just drank a little faster.

"Speaking of this, Ling Qi, Ling Bo's Ling, Qi of enlightenment. I still don't know the name of the fairy, can I say it conveniently?"

The fairy frowned, but looked at the wine glass and sighed: "My surname is Mo."

"This is just a mortal wine. The fairy wants to get drunk, so let it go."

"It's not because of wine. The immortals don't use magic power to force wine, but they are just flesh-bodied mortal bodies. But I dare not get drunk." Mo Hulan finally put down her wine glass and looked at the traffic outside the window, which made Ling Qi sigh that this scene could be painted.

"I hope to hear the details."

Mo Hulan looked at Ling Qi who had already lit peanuts and melon seeds over there and chuckled. Then he poured another glass of wine and was sitting and recalling: "When I was young, I was determined to be proud in the family. I entered the four realms at the age of forty..." Then he saw Ling Qi on the opposite side with a strange expression.

"Ahem, although I know that there is no time to cultivate immortals, I think I will give up after hearing this." Most of the monks here started practicing since childhood. If they were to the same year, I would be afraid that they would not be able to reach this level even if they had a big beard.

Mo Hulan didn't care much, but just drank: "My talent is indeed average, otherwise I wouldn't have been stuck in the Fourth Realm for so many years."

Ling Qi leaned forward slightly and asked, "Is it difficult to break through?"

Mo Hulan drew a circle on the table and replied: "The four realms are also called Daoyuan. To seek one's own perfection, then look at the world. And I still don't know where my Tao is."

Ling Qi looked at the fairy full of sorrow in front of him, as if he saw the nine-to-nine workers in the world over there, and could not find any goal to strive for in accordance with the daily routine.

"Isn't this the current situation of most mortals, living a daze." Ling Qi felt a little distressed, but he didn't know how to comfort him, a mortal.

Mo Hulan was a little excited, and after drinking a glass of wine, he continued to answer: "It is more serious than a mortal who has no goals. After all, there is no way to turn around in cultivating immortals."

"Then you don't have to worry so much, I think the four realms should be good."

Although Ling Qi did not know the situation in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is true that the fourth realm is too far away to most cultivators, and it is normal for more cultivators to be stuck in the second and third realms for their entire lives.

"Yes, the fourth realm is already the pursuit of many people to cultivate immortals. But my surname is Mo, the Mo family of Guanjiang Jiuqin Family."

"Why care about other people's opinions? Just live your own life well." Ling Qi didn't know what the Mo family meant, probably what big family it was, and always felt that the identity of the fairy opposite suddenly became noble.

"But aren't you too unwilling to give up?"

Ling Qi was stunned, then put down the wine glass in his hand. The fairy opposite was slightly drunk and looked at Ling Qi and chuckled a few times.

"I can't talk about this day. If I continue talking, I will turn into a hedgehog and hold a group to keep warm."

"What a metaphor for drinking."

"Okay, drink."

It was getting late, and both of them were in a dizzy state.

"Actually, I still had my own path at the beginning, but now the younger generation is really terrible. The first sword broke my formation, the second sword broke my sword, and the third move stopped me. Compared with these geniuses, I am still useless." The fairy was already half lying on the table, with the table and the ground full of wine jars.

"This is how genius is. In my hometown, he is called someone else's child." Ling Qi was also confused and was already lying there with half-squinted eyes.

"Yes, someone else's child." The fairy looked at the man in front of her and drank another sip of wine.

"So the fairy doesn't use a sword, is it because the sword is broken?" If Ling Qi was still sober, he wouldn't have asked such a question. But now both of them are drunk and don't care so much.

"Yes, I have followed me for decades." The fairy stood up and looked out the window. The sunset was setting, and the afterglow of the sunset was on the table, like broken gold.

"Can you let me see?"

“It’s too dangerous.”

"You said it was like my mother told me not to play with fire when I was a child." Ling Qi's reaction was like a child's quarrel, and the fairy chuckled a few more times when she looked at it.

"Broken sword is more dangerous than fire." This is true. The power of magic weapon fragments is not something that only mortals can bear, especially since many casting pavilions now have special measures.

"Fairy, how old are you..." Ling Qi felt a chill in half and laughed in drunkenness. Looking at the fairy's smile in front of him, he suddenly felt that he had just passed the gate of hell.

"Children, ask less questions." But the fairy didn't remember it in her heart. After all, immortal cultivators actually don't care much about age.

"drink wine."

"Okay, drink."

As sake entered his throat, he realized that the atmosphere was a bit strange, Ling Qi simply changed the topic: "Speaking of it, is there no elixir or secret realm that forced the world to break through the realm?"

Mo Hulan held his forehead and thought: "There are elixirs before the third realm, and after the third realm, they all practice the understanding of Tao. Most of the elixirs can improve physical fitness and potential. However, there are elixirs in the secret realm. Most of the three levels of immortals can't come back." He said that, but he seemed to think of something and muttering repeatedly.

Ling Qi did not hear the fairy's muttering, but just comforted him: "Then forget it, it's better to live than to die, come and drink."

The fairy was excited, slapped the table and said, "Yes, I want to try the three levels of immortals."

Ling Qi frowned slightly, and he had a certain premonition: "I passed away after trying it. Girl, I really can't grasp this after listening to my brother's advice."

"What a child is pretending to be sophisticated. I have decided, so there is no need to persuade me." Although the fairy had a smile on her face, her tone was unquestionable.

Ling Qi could only delay, but his eyes had already started to slam: "At least you have to be prepared before going, isn't your sword still broken?"

"Okay, I'll go to practice the sword, you want..." Ling Qi could no longer hear clearly what happened next.

When Ling Qi woke up the next day, he only saw the strange ceiling. He stood up and rubbed his head, which was about to explode, and then he determined that this was the inn room. He went downstairs and asked the boss, saying that a fairy had paid for it.

Ling Qi rubbed his head while his thoughts flew away. Did he still leave? Yes, how can the patient treat the patient? It’s just a pity that he hasn’t said goodbye yet. He finally met a confidant and asked Ling Qi to see the world again, but he didn’t know if this confidant could get through the difficulties.

"The child slept so early last night and got up now." The familiar figure in front of him made Ling Qi feel so shocked, and it took him a long time to react.

"Fairy, you"

"My sword has been cultivated, and I'm here to say goodbye to you now." The fairy raised the long sword more than three feet in his hand. The sword body was simple and elegant, with a faint flowing color.

"This is the sword I was going to see last night. It looks really good." Looking at the fairy in front of me, Ling Qi hated that he was not good at learning Chinese and could not even find an adjective.

Noting Ling Qi's gaze, the fairy put away the long sword. The fairy seemed to be in a good mood and asked with a joke: "Whether a good person looks good or a good sword?"

Ling Qi was silent for a while and replied seriously: "You were not good yesterday, but you are not good now."

Mo Hulan was slightly stunned, then sighed: "How was your marriage sour?"

"I'm poor." Ling Qi waved his hand, and the two looked at it and laughed a few times.

Mo Hulan bowed: "Then let me tell you..."

But Ling Qi hugged Mo Hulan's thigh, as if he was a scoundrel: "If you don't bring me with me, don't leave."

"Let me go." The fairy was afraid that the aura would hurt Ling Qi, so she dared not move.

"Let go and you'll leave." Ling Qi had some premonition in his heart, so he didn't care about the chill on his back.

"I promise you, I won't leave." The fairy was almost angry and was really a childish temperament.

"Keep your word."

"Keep your word."

So Ling Qi let go of his arms and stood up, but saw the fairy smile on his face and clenched his fists. He was so scared that he quickly stepped back: "Didn't you promise me..."

The fairy still smiled brightly, but the chill added a little: "I only promised you not to leave, and I never promised not to beat you."

Ling Qi simply hugged his head and squatted down to guard: "You must have a witness for such a big thing when you enter the secret realm."
Chapter completed!