"Do you know, what is the most important thing in this world?"

The Taoist Qingshi did not immediately tell Mo Xuan what he needed to help, but instead started a Zen-like puzzle.

This time, Mo Xuan is very honest.

"I don't know!"

"Living is the most important thing for all living things!" Taoist Qingshi did not make any mystery and directly gave his own answer, "I just want to determine whether a few old friends are alive!"

For no reason, my heart was stuttering, and a faint golden light flashed in Mo Xuan's eyes, and it immediately dimmed, "I wonder who the senior wants to know is?"

"Xuanluo, Mu Kong, Mi Luo and Buddha!"

"Buddha?"

Mo Xuan had no impression of the first three names, but the Buddha made him a little lost.

The meaning of this name seems to be too broad? In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, anyone who enters the Buddha's position can be called Buddha. Who is this master looking for?

"You seem to have questions!"

Mo Xuan nodded, "I dare not deceive seniors. You just said four names. The first three juniors have no impression. But isn't the scope of this fourth one too wide?"

"Buddha?!"

"Yes, Buddha, in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, there are not a hundred or eighty people who can be called Buddha. Who are you looking for?"

There was no direct answer, and what was waiting for Mo Xuan was a long silence. It was not until half an hour later that a long sigh came from the bluestone, "Has he finally started his education?"

...

"My friend of seniors, is it the Buddha who guided him?"

"Qiyin?!" The bluestone paused, "Qiyin, Jiyin, so that's it. It seems that he is right. I think he is not dead, right?"

"That's of course. How could the Buddha die if he leads the Buddha to the world?"

"He is still alive, it's great!" Qingshi said six words, still in such a plain tone, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

Mo Xuan didn't say anything, waiting for his next sentence.

"May I have your name?"

"My younger brother Mo Xuan!" He smiled bitterly and said his name again, because now, Mo Xuan felt that this was not easy to help.

This guy wants to determine the life and death of the four people. One known is a saint, and what about the other three? Seeing that he ranked Ji Yin at the end, I think the identities of the other three are no less than Ji Yin. God knows what kind of monster it is.

"Well, Mo Xuan, I'm sorry, I forgot your name. This person is old and has a bad memory. Now I have forgotten my name!"

‘If you forget your own name, but remember other people’s names, are they all beauties?’

Mo Xuan secretly complained.

‘Then, Xuan Luo and the others are left, haha, but since the Buddha is still alive and has already established his own religion, I think there will be nothing wrong with the other three. If I do, I will feel relieved!’

From his voice, Mo Xuan could not hear a sense of relief. Instead, he seemed to hear the feeling of grinding his teeth!

molar!

Mo Xuan suddenly felt that it would be better to find an opportunity to leave. When it comes to a saint, it is better not to have any intersection for himself at present.

‘Since the senior has already obtained the news he wants, if nothing happens, I will say goodbye!’ said Mo Xuan.

‘Don’t be afraid, don’t be anxious! ‘Qingshi seems to know Mo Xuan’s thoughts, ‘I have no malice to you. On the contrary, you have brought me such important news, and I haven’t thanked you yet!’

‘There is no need to thank you. I didn’t do anything, so I can’t take the word “Thank you”! ‘Mo Xuan said quickly.

‘Haha, it’s your question whether to thank you or not, but whether to thank you is my question!’ After a change of the subject, Qingshi said, ‘Actually, I have nothing to give to you. I have basically forgotten all the past tens of thousands of years. But I think you practiced the Lihuo Xuan Gong in your previous life. I think it should be considered a witch sect lineage, so there are some things I want to explain to you!’

Mo Xuan didn't say anything, just nodded reluctantly, waiting for his words below.

"You know the mysterious skills of the Wumen Sect, then, do you know what the three masters of the Wumen are?"

"I'm ignorant!" Mo Xuan was slightly shocked.

"Magic Technique, magic array and combat skills!" said the Qingshi Taoist, "This is the legendary three masters of the Wumen. You can know the Lihuo Xuangong. I think the magic array is also understood. I see that there are traces of magic arrays in your fire feather just now. So, do you understand combat skills?"

"I don't understand!" Mo Xuan said the truth.

"I think so, that boy Zhurong is naturally irreversible. He only inherited the Lihuo Xuan Gong and the magic circle. As for combat skills, hehe, he didn't have the heart to calm down and learn it. Therefore, although you have obtained his mantle, you can't learn combat skills. Ten thousand years ago, I got a combat skills from an old friend. This was when he asked me to pass on the combat skills before his extinction. It's been 100,000 years. Hehe, I have never found a suitable opportunity and a suitable person. Now it seems that I have no chance to meet other people besides you, and I can only pass it on to you!'

This is interesting!

Mo Xuan seemed to smell something unusual from this sentence.

‘I don’t understand what I mean by you!’

'I said that the most important thing in this world is to live, and only those who can understand this are dying people. For 80,000 years, I have been exhausted. In fact, I should have been silent as early as 80,000 years ago. The reason why I have survived to this point is just for the obsession in my heart. It's ridiculous. I always thought that the obsession in my heart was the four people I just mentioned, but unexpectedly, what really supports me and supports to this point is actually that kind of combat skill. It's really ridiculous.'

"But that's fine, it's a good idea for me to end the regrets I've had for 100,000 years. Young man, watch carefully, I'll only act once!"

After the words came, the misty green light on the bluestone began to condense upwards, and finally formed a virtual image of the Taoist in blue about a foot long.\

The Taoist's virtual image didn't speak, but just started dancing the knife in his hand.

He danced very slowly.

Although Mo Xuan had other ideas in his heart, his mind was gradually attracted by the fighting skills that the Taoist danced.

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...

"This is……!"

"Wumen's combat skills..."

"Breaking the moon!"

It is as soft as light silk, as thin as rain, as if it is astonishing as a geek...

"But, this combat skill does not seem to be suitable for younger generations!"

No matter how you look at it, this combat skill seems to be tailor-made for women, and this combat skill is really charming.

Indeed, charming!

I'm afraid it would be appropriate to use the word "王神" to describe this combat skills.

"This combat skill is very suitable for you!"

Withdrawing his body, the face of the Bluestone Taoist seemed to still retain the expression of unsatisfactory expression, "When you practice it to the best, you will naturally understand that this set of combat skills is very suitable for you!"

The figure gradually faded, and the Taoist Qingshi turned around and looked at Mo Xuan, "Young man, no matter whether you remember or not, my wish has been fulfilled. Meeting is fate. Before I die, I want to give you eight words. If you can understand these eight words, I think your future will be much better than mine."

"I'll listen carefully!"

"God's will is like a knife, but people's hearts are unpredictable..."

As he spoke, the last ray of green light disappeared on the bluestone, as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!