Two days later.
Galaxy Sword Sect.
Mofu.
"Xin'er, I don't want that desk anymore. Why do you have to bring it with you? Throw it away."
"Xue Ling, what are you doing? Throw away those bottles and jars for now. What is most important to me, don't you know?
First, tidy up the confidential records and information in my study. If you miss a little bit, I'll kick your ass. By the way, don't mess up the order. If it is messed up, I don't know how long it will take me to sort it out. energy. "
"Godfather, godfather, what about this eternal ice coffin?
Some of them are too big, and there is not enough space in our storage bag. Should we send them to the Foreign Objects Hall first, or destroy them on the spot? "
"Xue Ling, we haven't seen each other for a few minutes, and you sound so arrogant. Such a top-notch magic weapon will be destroyed as soon as it is destroyed. How much have you contributed?
Just storage bags. Wait, I'll get some for you in a minute. "
"Daddy, goddaddy, what about this? There are quite a lot of scraps left over from when you were learning talisman seals, such as Zhusha yellow paper and the like. You didn't let them get thrown away at that time. Do you still want them now?"
"Well, forget it, it can't be used anymore, just throw it away."
"..."
"…………"
That's right, Mo Chengjun is busy packing up his belongings now. Although he doesn't know the specific selection method of the female sword master, there is no doubt that he is the first batch of people to enter Wutong Cave.
Even people close to him, such as Baling'er's family, also got quotas.
However, even though he is a cultivator, moving this time is just like in his previous life. He usually doesn't feel that there are many things at home, but now he is very busy packing up this and that.
It is worth mentioning that he got the news from the old master first, and last night he went to the depths of Jiuyou Disha and took out the ring of heaven and earth that was obtained from Butian's disciple Yazui.
It contains hundreds of years of accumulation comparable to that of a small sect, enough elixirs, magic weapons, and various spiritual materials to launch a large-scale immortality war. Naturally, it cannot be thrown away casually.
As for the flat peach tree, it naturally has to be transplanted, but this is the sect's business. He is quite willing to throw it into the 'Demon Refining Pot' directly, but how to explain that such a large fairy tree is gone?
Here, Mo Chengjun was very busy, and over there, a person had slowly walked into the courtyard and stopped behind him.
Although he didn't look back, Mo Chengjun also knew who was coming. He said directly: "Brother, have you finished cleaning up over there? My sister-in-law is very fast!"
He spoke, but didn't wait for a reply. He paused for a moment before realizing something was wrong. He turned around and saw Baling'er's troubled face.
"Hey, what's your expression? Are you constipated?"
"You are the one with constipation! Your whole family is..."
Baling'er instinctively retorted, but as soon as the words stopped, he sighed quietly: "I'm looking for you because I have some things to discuss with you!"
"Well, you and your wife aren't regretting it, are you?"
Mo Chengjun's eyes widened and he asked: "Didn't the Palace Master tell us yesterday that this is a strategic move, just in case, and to ensure the continuation of the sect.
The responsibilities we bear are heavy, and we can't just run away without a fight. Didn't you and your wife agree with that at the time? "
Baling'er had a complicated look on his face, sighed, and did not answer, but said: "Find a place and make a pot of tea!"
"It's too pretentious, let's go!"
Mo Chengjun turned his head, explained to Xue Ling and Ba Nichang, and then went to the living room of the main house quietly with Baling'er.
The two little ones were still busy, so Mo Chengjun fetched water to make tea. Amidst the rising fragrance of the tea, he asked, "Is this okay? If you have anything to say, don't be secretive."
"Actually, there is nothing to hide. Rulan and I have already submitted an application to the sect and have given up the places to enter Wutong Cave."
Baling'er looked calm when he said this, but Mo Chengjun exploded. He cursed: "Do you two have a brain problem? Don't you know how precious this quota is?"
Let it go? To whom? Who the hell dares to take your place in front of me? He doesn’t want to hang out, right?
I'm going to get it back from you right now! "
Mo Chengjun said and walked out, but Baling'er held his shoulder and said: "Let him out, let him out. It's not because of pressure, but because of our own free will."
Grinning, he added: "Actually, both Ru Lan and I understand that we have this quota because of you. Otherwise, there would be no me and my wife in this first batch."
"Why can't we have you two? I swear, I didn't go to the Palace Master of the Four Seasons to ask for a spot for you."
Mo Chengjun asked back: "Moreover, how come you are also a middle-stage Jindan monk, and you have also realized the magical power of swordsmanship, and even have your own understanding.
If you are given dozens or even hundreds of years to become the Yangshen Sword Master, that is not enough, so why should you belittle yourself? "
Baling'er said softly: "These first batch of people entering Wutong Cave are actually non-sword cultivators. The alchemy and talisman formations are given priority at the entrance of the four halls, and then there are various elixirs, spiritual materials, spiritual plants, spiritual grounds, and my husband and I, It’s the only exception.”
"No, are you afraid of gossip from outsiders?"
Mo Chengjun was confused. He asked, "This is still the Baling'er I know. Do you still care about this with your shamelessness?"
"I don't care, but that doesn't mean I don't care!"
Baling'er also started to play deep: "Do you still remember that about two years ago, you asked me, what should I do if the sect is in trouble?
I remember my answer at the time should be: If you want to fight, fight, if you want to die, die! "
Saying this, he sighed faintly: "Last night, Ru Lan and I were tossing and turning and couldn't sleep all night. To be honest, if we entered the Wutong Cave and hid behind it, it would be fine.
But this kind of behavior can deceive others and yourself, but it cannot deceive Kenshin.
The "No Return and No Regrets Sword Technique" I have cultivated means that when the sword is released without regrets, then the sword can be released without any return.
If I really retreat and avoid this battle, it will be difficult for me to improve my swordsmanship in this life. This is something I cannot accept. "
As soon as this reason came out, Mo Chengjun didn't know what to say.
Xiu Xian asked, no matter how weird things are, if you encounter obstacles on the 'road', you have to follow your heart.
This is the sword's intention!
This is the belief in the heart!
Mo Chengjun felt that these words made him angry, and he asked with an ugly face: "Then tell me, what help do you want from me?"
"If something unexpected happens in this battle, then Nishang, your goddaughter will have to rely on you to take care of her."
"Oh, you two were planning to be desperate couples, but ended up leaving your daughter to me. Are you mentally ill?"
Baling'er laughed and said shamelessly: "Then who calls you his godfather? You don't care who cares?
Besides, I just stayed to participate in the battle. I have practiced life and death so many times throughout my journey, but this time I don’t necessarily have to die. What do you think? "
"My mmp!"
Mo Chengjun cursed again, and the anger that had just been calmed down by the Butian disciples two days ago was rising again, and he couldn't stop it.
Baling'er stood up, bowed seriously and said, "Brother Mo, I'll take care of you, little girl."
After he finished speaking, he didn't even wait for Mo Chengjun to reply and just wanted to walk out.
But Mo Chengjun just paused slightly, stepped forward, hugged his shoulders directly, and held him down with the crook of his right arm.
The two of them were very close to each other, maintaining a slightly bowed posture. Mo Chengjun whispered: "Brother Bage, I will tell you secretly that this battle is different from the past. The reason why the sect is prepared for this is because we don't have much confidence.
Although I don’t know what tricks those Butian disciples can play, this time, they are definitely prepared.
This battle is really dangerous, Bage, don’t be willful and join me in the Wutong Cave to temporarily avoid the edge? "
“Just because of the danger, I can’t hide and I don’t want to hide.
Therefore, we have already handed in the quota before coming here. We are here just to inform you. "
"I'm so stupid, you guys are so cruel!"
Mo Chengjun was extremely angry and laughed: "So you were the one who informed me, so why are you talking nonsense? Get out of here!"
He let go, raised his leg, and kicked Baling'er on the butt. He saw Baling'er draw a graceful arc and go to the door.
In mid-air, you can still hear his shouting voice: "I'll leave it to you, Junior Brother Mo!"
"Junior brother, you are a big-headed ghost!"
Before Mo Chengjun could get over his anger, he saw a bench standing in front of him. He looked at it as if it was in the way, so he kicked it.
He was so strong that with just one kick, the solid wood bench exploded, splinters of wood flew everywhere, and there were holes all over the wall.
Still not satisfied, he slapped the round table again, causing the table to shatter and tea cups to fall all over the floor.
The movement was so loud that it naturally attracted the attention of Ba Nichang and Xue Ling outside, who both shrank their heads and looked inward.
The truth is, in all these years, they have never seen their 'godfather' lose such a temper. He is as violent as a dynamite barrel.
Xue Ling touched Ba Nichang and asked in a low voice: "What on earth did your father say? Why did you make your godfather so angry?"
"how could I know?"
Ba Nichang rolled her eyes and said a little speechlessly: "My father and godfather have been fighting for so many years, when did they really reach the top?
This time, my godfather was really annoyed.
Yeah, brother Xue, why don't you go in and ask? "
Xue Ling also rolled his eyes to the sky: "Shall I go? Do you think I'm stupid? If you go over now, don't you have to help your father withstand the thunder?"
"Brother Xue..."
"No, don't call me that, I'm really scared..."
When the two little ones were bickering, they heard Mo Chengjun yell: "Xue Ling, Xin'er, what are you doing, why don't you come over?"
Almost instinctively, the two of them immediately rushed to Mo Chengjun and asked in unison: "Godfather, what are your orders?"
Mo Chengjun shouted: "Go and ask when Wutong Cave will open? Where will it be opened?
Also, tell them to prepare my cave. I want to be the first to enter the Wutong Cave to practice. If anyone competes with me, I will fight with him? "
"yes!"
"If you don't go then, why are you hanging around here?"
"oh oh."
The two little ones ran away in a hurry, leaving half of the things they had packed in the courtyard, and ran away with their swords, for fear of running too slow.
Of course, if they were really slow, they might be able to hear Mo Chengjun's muttering: "Want to fight to the death? Hahaha, if you want to die, you have to ask me if I agree!"
"Aren't they just a group of Butian disciples? If I can kill one, I can kill two. Master, I will fight with you today!"
"Damn you, I have to let you see what it means for heaven to appear and for gods to appear as saints!"
When Mo Chengjun was furious, he actually heard the sound of Xiao Suibu.
It was the four-eared donkey demon rushing back from Yunjian City. The sound of 'tap tap tap tap tap tap' footsteps seemed to be an accompaniment, accompanied by a high-pitched drama.
"Look ahead, the dark hole must be the thief's lair. Take me to catch up and kill him cleanly!"
It has to be said that the four-eared donkey demon is actually a master in this opera. Listening to it from a distance, this voice seems to be magical, making people feel immersed in the scene and feel the same.
But as Mo Chengjun listened, his anger subsided a lot, and countless people seemed to flash before his eyes.
Four Seasons Sword Master, Balinger, Zhao Rulan, Fairy Ruoli, Old Master, Tianhen Sword Master...
The faces flashed in front of him. They were not dumb NPCs in the game, but living people.
These are the people he has gotten along with in the twenty years he has been here. They are his friends and family.
This is his approved home!
Now, someone actually wants to destroy his home?
Can he agree?
At this moment, Mo Chengjun figured out that if he wanted to create a cave or a heaven, he didn't really have to call himself an ancestor.
Isn't he just protecting the people he wants to protect?
Now, isn't it time for 'good steel goes to the edge'?
At this moment, Mo Chengjun finally made up his mind - leave him alone and be done with it!
…
One day later, Mo Chengjun finally got his wish and entered the Wutong Cave.
Without any nonsense, he went directly into the cave arranged for him, hid in the retreat room, and when the formation restrictions were opened, he pulled out another hair of his own and blew on it.
Then the second Mo Chengjun appeared, sitting cross-legged on the futon, and he himself turned into a wisp of blue smoke, leaving the retreat and the Wutong Cave.
After all, the war was approaching. When preparing for the war, the Galaxy Sword Sect was busy but also orderly. Various formation restrictions were activated one after another. In order not to attract attention, even leaving with the "Fake Travel" technique took a while.
After leaving the sect and going hundreds of miles deep into the Great Wilderness Mountains, he finally showed his body.
In the void, Mo Chengjun stood against the wind. He looked at the great rivers and mountains at his feet, and finally opened his mouth and spit out a sword pill.
The sword turned into rainbow light and enveloped Mo Chengjun. The next second there was a trail of sparks and lightning, and white streaks pierced the sky. After a long time, there was rumbling thunder.
——Triple electromagnetic sword escape, activated at full speed!
There is always no shortage of monsters and birds in the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountains. In the past, this place was under the control of the Lihuo Demon Fairy, but after the Lihuo Demon Fairy died, there was a chaotic war between all parties.
At the same time, a crested eagle was soaring in the sky. He was tens of meters long, and his wings could reach a hundred meters when he spread his wings. A single flutter of his wings could drive the strong wind through like a knife.
He is also the master of this airspace, with a radius of thousands of miles, and all living creatures in the sky and on the earth, regardless of monsters or spirits, are blood food in his mouth.
At this time, he was patrolling his territory, and any monster that could challenge him must be destroyed immediately.
However, when he was feeling complacent, he seemed to notice something, but before he could react, a blazing rainbow of thunder and lightning had already passed through.
It wasn't until a long time later that he lowered his head in confusion, and found that there was already a hole in his chest, and inside, all the blood, heart, and flesh were gone.
Even if he was a great demon, he would not be able to survive such a blow. As he was dying, he seemed to hear rolling thunder, mixed with a man's voice.
He seemed to be saying: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry!"
