The small town outside the forest is quiet at night, the creek is gurgling, and the moon is reflected on the water, which is bright and perfect.
The disciples of the three sects have gone into the forest to practice, and there are only a few accompanying people staying in the town, so it is quiet as usual.
In a small room, Li Shen and Lu Lin exchanged cups and drank wine.
The immortal cultivator asked, after all, we are in the world. Even if there is immortal energy lingering around us and Taoist charm added to our body, it is difficult to escape from the world of mortals, and we cannot let go of the seven emotions, six desires, and the pleasures of food and stomach.
On the side, the old man in black next to Xu Haochu was sitting cross-legged in meditation, turning a deaf ear to the two of them, focusing only on his cultivation.
Seeing the old man in black like this, Lu Lin laughed out loud and said: "Mo Weng, our Taoist hearts are already impure. We have lost the opportunity and will never make any great progress. Life is short, why do you have to beg so hard?"
To find the road, what is needed is to have a clear intention and opportunities. However, driven by their family, the three of them are busy with tedious affairs all day long. They have gradually lost their enterprising spirit and it is difficult to improve their cultivation level.
Li Shen was also confused and said: "Mo Weng, you are different from me. You are not a member of the Xu family, and you have never received benefits from the Xu family, but you are willing to protect Xu Haochu. Why is this?"
The old man in black was named Mo, but no one knew his name, so he called him Mo Weng. Gradually, even he himself forgot his original name.
Mo Weng didn't answer in silence, his mind sinking in memories that he hadn't opened for a long time.
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That night the moon was as bright as new and as bright as day, as if it had been deliberately sent down from heaven to create a good time.
Mo Weng was in his prime years and had just set foot in the Qingyou Realm. He hurriedly went to find his sweetheart Xu Yichu and had a secret tryst.
The Xu family is the largest family of monks in Yongzhou. There is an old man in the Yingchong realm who is in charge. Even the state government wants to look at the Xu family's face.
Xu Yichu is the daughter of the head of the Xu family. Her own talents are limited. It is a great blessing to be able to cultivate to the Huiling realm, and there is no possibility of entering the realm. Therefore, she was engaged to a son from another aristocratic family when she was young.
However, fate has its own fate, Xu Yichu and Mo Weng met and fell in love, and they were engaged in a private life. However, due to the power of the Xu family, Xu Yichu did not dare to make it public, so the two had to meet secretly.
In order to marry Xu Yichu, Mo Weng devoted himself to cultivation and did not dare to waste any time. Only when he reached the cultivation level of Lingxu Realm or even Yingchong Realm could he have the strength to showdown with the Xu family.
In the locust forest outside the city, Mo Weng hugged Xu Yichu excitedly: "Do you know, I have already set foot in the Qingyou Realm. Give me another ten years, and I will definitely be able to step into Lingxu, and the Dharma will soar into the clouds!"
Xu Yichu stroked Mo Yuan's face and smiled without saying a word.
Time flies by, and the life span of Huiling Realm is finally three hundred years. I wonder if I can wait until that day, the day when you come to propose marriage.
Thinking of this, Xu Yichu's breath was full of love, and his breath was as blue as blue. His red lips moved forward to meet Mo Weng's lips, greedily getting his taste.
Mo Weng was stunned for a moment, then responded enthusiastically to Xu Yichu's request.
The moonlight is like a waterfall, and the clear light envelopes the bodies of a pair of beauties, but they can't feel a trace of night chill. Even all the gods can't stop the most primitive emotional exchange at this moment.
But after that night, Xu Yichu never saw Mo Weng again.
A year later, the Xu family still married Xu Yichu to the betrothed.
On the day of her wedding, Xu Yichu didn't cry. She was tired after such a long time. After all, a woman's will is no match for the interests of the entire family.
"The first time I took off the hijab, I just wanted to see you! I will wait forever for the rest of my life!"
Xu Yichu cut off his heart in the sedan chair without making a sound and no one knew why.
When the bad news came, Mo Weng became unstable and went crazy while practicing. He almost died and narrowly escaped death. Unfortunately, his meridians were damaged. After this life, his cultivation may stop here.
Distraught and devastated, he came to the Xu family and met Xu Haochu, who was only a few months old. Xu Haochu claimed to be the son of the family owner, but Mo Weng asked to stay as Xu Haochu's bodyguard at the first sight of him.
Qiu Xian asked, sometimes there is a destiny in the dark. Everyone in the Xu family thought that the two of them were destined, not to mention that they got a monk from the Qingyou Realm in vain, so they naturally had no objections.
But no one saw the water droplets swirling in Mo Weng's eyes when he was holding Xu Haochu!
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His thoughts were chaotic and noisy, and Mo Weng no longer wanted to recall the past. Every time, he felt as if he had lived a different life, and was three cents older.
Mo Weng said in a low voice: "I am already on the verge of death, and there is no hope of going any further. Entering the Xu family as a guest is just to find something to do and waste my life."
"Oh?" Li Shen raised his eyebrows: "In that case, Mo Weng, why don't you come to my Wang family. Our Wang family is willing to use the treasures of heaven and earth to extend your life for at least twenty years, how about that?"
After all, Mo Weng has a cultivation level at the peak of the Qingyou Realm. Although there is a hidden illness in his body, it is not impossible that he will get the opportunity to enter the Lingxu Realm. What's more, Mo Weng has been in the Xu family for many years and has experienced many killings.
The combat power is not comparable to that of the pampered members of the sect family.
Li Shen extended an olive branch, and Lu Lin was not to be outdone: "My Lu family is also willing to extend your life, and we can also find ways to help you make further progress!"
Mo Weng didn't answer, and turned to look out the window. The night was as cold as water, and the moon was full. The scenery was the same as usual, but things had changed.
"The great road is not my intention, I hate to never meet again!"
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Under the cover of night, Chen Yan, whose red robe was in pieces, came to the town through the air with Li Yannian on his back.
Chen Yan moved his feet, pointing in the void. It was neither hurried nor slow. It seemed like he was strolling in a courtyard, but he could actually cover a distance of ten feet with one step, and his speed was extremely fast.
"There is a restaurant in the east of the town. My sect brother is staying there." Li Yannian said. In addition to the outer disciples and elders, the three sects will also have some people accompanying them to help take care of them. The person staying here in Zhaoyang Mountain is
He Qiguang, an inner disciple of Qingyou Realm.
Chen Yan responded and then stepped onto the restaurant.
He Qiguang, who was in the room, had already detected Chen Yan's aura and said, "I'm here late at night, but I don't know who is coming?"
Chen Yan didn't answer, jumped up and entered the room through the window.
In the room, Taoist He Qiguang's robes were dancing in front of the table, and a small blue clock in his hand was flowing and shining.
"Senior brother, it's me!" Li Yannian stuck his head out and signaled He Qiguang not to be impulsive.
Chen Yan laid Li Yannian down on the couch and stepped aside. Seeing this, He Qiguang put away the small clock and hurriedly stepped forward to check Li Yannian's injuries.
"Who hurt you like this!" He Qiguang was furious. Li Yannian had several bones broken, and even his Dantian Qi sea was greatly shaken. The spiritual power in his body was exhausted, but fortunately, his life was not in danger for the time being.
He Qiguang's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Li Yannian was the leader of Zhaoyang Mountain's outer sect, with excellent bones and good fortune. Even the head of the family valued him very much. Before leaving this time, Li Yannian's master specifically asked him to protect his apprentice. But
In front of him, Li Yannian was seriously injured and almost died. He probably would not have a good life after returning to the sect.
Li Yannian smiled bitterly and said: "Thirty years in the east of Hedong, thirty years in the west of Hexi. I was negligent for a moment and was succeeded by Xiaoxiao. I will definitely avenge this! It's thanks to this senior that he saved me from escaping. Before..."
Li Yannian searched with both eyes, but Chen Yan had already disappeared.
"Don't worry about it for now. I'll heal your injuries first." At this time, He Qiguang just wanted to help Li Yannian recover from his injuries so that he could be scolded less when he returned.
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On the bluestone path, Chen Yan did not use any footwork and just walked normally, like an old man wandering around. The broken red robe on his body had also been replaced by a clean white Taoist robe.
"Where did these two boys go?"
Chen Yan has been confused ever since he was invited by Baili Changkong. Until now, he still can't see through the weird things happening one after another.
He just found it interesting and got involved with Ye Ling and Wu Qing. Even though he almost died, he did not regret it. After all, he had not experienced such a thrilling experience for a long time.
"We must take these two boys back to Taixulin and show them to Master."
At this moment, Chen Yan suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice: "You have been spying on me for so long, why don't you show up and tell me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Weng, dressed in black robes, stepped out, looked at Chen Yan, and said in a lukewarm tone: "In a remote town, there are suddenly traces of monks. I am naturally curious. If I have offended you, please forgive me."
Mo Weng could clearly feel that Chen Yan's cultivation level was much higher than his own, so he did not dare to act rashly.
Chen Yan was injured and did not want to cause trouble, so he said: "Since we met by chance, there is no need to say more. But I am staying here tonight, so I won't be a hindrance to you, right?"
"Please!" Mo Weng turned and left. Since he was not an enemy, there was nothing more to say.
Chen Yan sighed, he had lost his cultivation, but he was in danger and crisis all the time, and he had too many unnecessary troubles.
A few steps further, the hut not far away was filled with the smell of wine, sweet and mellow.
Although Chen Yan has a high level of cultivation, he is always cynical and greedy for words. Now, as soon as the smell of wine comes out, it is like an upside-down golden hook, leading him to seek opportunities.
Knocking on the door, Li Shen opened it from the inside.
"What's the matter?"
Chen Yan poked his head in, caught a glimpse of the food and wine on the table behind Li Shen, and swallowed his saliva: "I'm on my way late at night, and I'm hungry. I wonder if I can have some food and wine?"
Chen Yan did not hide his cultivation at this time, but suppressed Li Shen.
Senior, when you come here, how can you refuse?
Li Shen hurriedly stepped forward and invited him in: "Senior, if you don't mind, you can drink with us."
"It is better to obey orders than to be respectful!"