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. 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.
Xiu Xian 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 drink.
On the side, the old man in black next to Xu Haochu sat cross-legged and meditated, turning a deaf ear to the two of them and focusing on practicing.
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 big progress. Life is short, why do you have to beg so hard?"
To find the great road, what you need is to have your heart pointed straight and opportunities to come. However, the three of them were driven by their family and were busy with tedious affairs all day long. They had gradually lost their enterprising spirit and found it difficult to improve their cultivation level.
Li Shen was also puzzled 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 number one monk family 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. Being able to cultivate to the Huiling realm is already a great blessing, 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 met and fell in love with Mo Weng, and they made a private decision for 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 reaches the Lingxu realm or even the Yingchong realm can 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 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 like 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 appeal.
The moonlight was like a waterfall, and the clear light shrouded the bodies of a pair of beauties, but they could not feel a trace of night chill. Even all the gods in the world 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 was still the one to marry Xu Yichu.
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, silently, and no one knew the reason.
When the bad news came, Mo Weng became unstable and went crazy while practicing. He almost died and narrowly escaped death. It's a pity that his meridians are damaged. After this life, I'm afraid his cultivation will stop here.
Distraught and lost, he came to Xu's house and met Xu Haochu, who was only a few months old. Xu Haochu claimed to be the son of the head of the family, but Mo Weng asked to stay as Xu Haochu's bodyguard the first time he saw him.
Qiu Xian asked, sometimes there is a certain destiny in the dark. Everyone in the Xu family thought that the two were destined, not to mention that Bai was a monk in the Qingyou Realm, 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 lifetime ago, 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 the cultivation level at the peak of Qingyou Realm. Although there is a hidden illness in his body, it is not impossible that he will get the opportunity to step into Lingxu Realm. What's more, Mo Weng has been in the Xu family for many years. He has experienced many killings and is experienced. His combat prowess 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 is as cool as water, and the moon is full; the scenery is the same as usual, but things have changed.
"The great road is not my intention, I wish we would never meet again!"
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Under the cover of night, Chen Yan, whose red robe was shattered, came to the town in Takong, carrying Li Yannian on his back.
Chen Yan moved his feet and pointed them in the void. It's not hurried or slow, it looks like taking a leisurely stroll, but it's actually ten feet away in one step, and it's 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 accompanying people 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 long 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, and jumped into 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 took away the small bell and hurried forward to check Li Yannian's injury.
"Who hurt you like this!" He Qiguang was furious. Li Yannian had several bones broken, and even his Dantian Qi sea was greatly shaken. His spiritual power 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 is the leader of Zhaoyang Mountain's outer sect. He has excellent bones and good fortune, and even the head of the family values him highly. 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. It was estimated that he 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 Xiaoxiao got his way. 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 show any footwork, but just walked normally, like an old man wandering around. The broken red robe on his body has 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 couldn't understand the strange 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 didn't regret it. After all, he hadn't 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: "There are suddenly traces of monks in a remote town. 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 it won't be a hindrance to you, right?"
"Please!" Mo Weng turned and left. Since they are not enemies, there is nothing to say.
Chen Yan sighed, he had lost his cultivation, but he was in danger and crisis all the time, and there were too many unnecessary troubles.
A few steps further, the smell of wine fills the air from the cabin not far away, with a sweet and mellow aroma.
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, there is a golden hook hanging upside down, leading him to find his future.
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 the road 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.
Seniors are here, how can they 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!"
