[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

Mo Xunzong came out of the misty rain and setting sun, and before he woke up from the dream of becoming a knight, he was shocked by the scene he saw.

Although Yanyu Xiyang is located in a remote place, there are still people living in the surrounding area, and Yuan Wuxiang has also set up large and small formations within the radius, so even if the three lights are completely hidden and the demons are rampant, the people in the area can be counted. Going to Anran, because ghosts and ghosts will be strangled as soon as they enter the formation, but there are no other places in the misery, so Mo Xunzong walked all the way, except for the desolation, there are white bones everywhere.

Holding the sword in his hand, Mo Xunxing felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.

"Master, when I said that I want to learn swords, I seem to understand your heavy sigh..."

Mo Xunxing was in a daze when a golden light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In today's dark and difficult situation, this golden light made him raise his head and look retrospectively. He saw the thick and gloomy sky with inexplicable golden light The dazzling splendor is like the hope rising slowly in the sinking of the world...

Even though it was thousands of miles away, the sword intent in the light gave Mo Xunzong a palpitation, because this sword intent gave him a familiar feeling, just like the sword intent emitted by the master when holding the sword Generally speaking, but there are some differences between the two, perhaps because the master does not have internal strength to strengthen the sword?

Mo Xunzong didn't know the difference, but his footsteps had already started to gallop towards the place of golden light, even if the golden light dissipated soon after, the dark night still didn't stop him from running fast.

After following the original light source all the way to the top of Yongxu, Mo Xunzong looked at the golden figure holding a golden sword, and suddenly a flash of understanding flashed in his heart. Although this sword technique is different from the one taught by the master, it is clearly It was the sword technique used by Master when he helped him practice the formation.

Seeing that the other party was at a disadvantage, Mo Xunxing did not hesitate to start the "Infinity Transformation", relying on the proficiency he had trained in Yuan Wuxiang's hands for many years, he could barely match the Tired Harvest God, almost repelled the intruders.

Tired Shoutian put away the golden sword in his hand, looked at the stranger in front of him, with a slightly dazed look in his eyes.

"I'll spend my life here and never go back, I've seen my seniors."

"Did he send you here?"

he?The obviously expectant tone added a bit of doubt and clarity to Mo Xunxing's already curious heart, so he also asked tentatively with an attitude of knowingly asking: "I don't know who he is that senior said. ?”

"Once upon a time, Daozhen's most powerful formation, Qiaodu Wuji Formation, since you know how to use it, don't you know who I am talking about?"

Do you really?It seems to be a separate sect in Taoism. It seems that the master originally came from the Taoist sect, but after thinking about it, he has more doubts. Mo Xunxing asked again: "Since it is the strongest, why was it once?"

Tired Shoutian stared at Mo Xunxing for a while and then looked into the distance, with a trace of loss and regret hidden in his eyes: "You leave, this is not the place you should come."

"But I'm here."

Mo Xunxing spread his hands, and then looked at Tired Shoutian for a long time, and found that the other party did not intend to pay attention to him, so he said: "The family teacher has no hometown, did you not ask the senior?"

"Since he never mentioned me, then you shouldn't be here."

Tired Shoutian's tone was very cold, but Mo Xunzong noticed that when he said the words Yuanwuxiang, the other party was obviously stiff for a moment, so his desire to explore became stronger.

After thinking for a while, Mo Xunzong smiled and said: "Although my master has never mentioned senior's name, I am very familiar with senior's swordsmanship, otherwise I wouldn't be able to cooperate with senior just now. Much worse."

Tired Shoutian's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words, and turned to Mo Xunzong: "The original Wuxiang's skills have recovered?"

Mo Xunxing couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he heard Tired Shoutian asking this question. It turned out that Master's physical strength was really problematic, so he always felt that Master's body was like an ordinary person without any physical strength...

Thinking of the way Master taught me to only use wooden swords, I couldn't help feeling uncomfortable for a while. Wasn't it because Master was afraid that the real sword would hurt me and couldn't hold the real sword anymore?

In an instant, Mo Xunzong, who had filled up no less than tens of thousands of words of tragic plot in his mind, judged from Tired Shoutian's star-like eyes that this person must have a deep friendship with Master. Nodding under expectant eyes, it's a pity that the facts are not satisfactory after all.

As Mo Xunxing shook his head silently, Tired Shoutian's eyes dimmed as he expected.

"Senior, I still don't know what to call you."

"My name is Tired Harvest."

Oh... Mo Xunxing nodded: "Senior must have a good relationship with Master." After thinking for a while, he added: "Otherwise, Master wouldn't have used the senior's swordsmanship to teach me how to practice the Wuji Formation "It's as if he was deliberately prepared by Master for Juan Shoutian...

Tired Shoutian is so smart, how could he not think of what Mo Xunxing wanted, but his face has returned to the original expressionless face, if you look closely, you might be able to see a little sarcasm.

In this world, who has the ability to dare to say that he can take Yuan Wuxiang's place next to Tired Shoutian?Even Yuan Wuxiang himself can't do it!

"This is not where you should be."

Tired Shoutian's chasing order was cold and hard, but Mo Xunzong smiled indifferently, and that smile made Tired Shoutian feel dazed again.

"Okay, senior thinks I'm not qualified, so don't track me down and leave."

"Now, you should stay by his side."

Mo Xunxing's leaving footsteps paused: "Since senior is so worried, why have I never seen senior stepping into the misty rain and setting sun? Although the master never mentioned senior, the expression on his face when he taught Xun Xingqiao Wuji Formation every time No one can make a mistake.”

Tired and silent, Mo Xunzong couldn't detect a trace of emotion with his distant gaze and lonely figure.

Gradually, the smile on the corner of Mo Xunzong's mouth and his master's original homelessness faded away: "What did senior just say that the master would be in danger?"

Tired Shoutian, who was standing on the summit of Yongxu, remained silent, and Mo Xunzong didn't need him to answer any more. In the blink of an eye, the summit of Yongxu returned to tranquility again.

"Master, Master..."

"Why are you so anxious?" Seeing the disciple returning inexplicably, Yuan Wuxiang put down the letter in his hand and asked unhurriedly.

"Tian Shou Tian said that Master would be in danger."

"Tired to harvest the sky..." He paused every word, Yuan Wuxiang thought lightly, and the gentle smile raised by seeing the disciple's return was mixed with some other emotions for no reason at this time.

"Wow, looking at Shizun's expression, it seems that Tired Shoutian and Shizun are just the kind of complicated friendship between friends and enemies, right?" After confirming with his own eyes that Shizun was worry-free, Mo Xunxing's nervous expression was overwhelmed. gossip replaced.

"Once you are in a difficult situation in the martial arts world, did you learn to guess what it means to be a teacher?"

"Master, this disciple is just curious."

"It seems that you have already used the Infinity Formation."

"Yes, it's just the right time for the apprentice to go to the summit of Yongxu, but it's a pity that the apprentice is young after all, and the danger drags down Tired Shoutian."

"Since you're back, don't go out, these three lights will be in trouble again soon."

Yuan Wuxiang said it mildly, but Mo Xunxing knew that this was not a discussion but an announcement.

Mo Xunxing shrugged his shoulders without any objection to express his obedience, and then he still didn't forget to gossip: "Then master and disciple, would you please talk to me about this tired harvest?"

"Are you a teacher and tired of harvesting the sky?" Yuan Wuxiang pondered, his eyes showed reminiscence, but after a long time he smiled coldly: "I have nothing to say to him."

"Master, this disciple doesn't understand." He obviously had an expression of nostalgia before, why did he change into such an indifferent expression in an instant.

"To understand other people's stories, you have to participate in this story. You have already missed the time to participate in this story, so it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not."

"However, Master clearly has this Tired Shoutian in his heart all the time, otherwise he wouldn't have..." Mo Xunzong's follow-up words stopped after Yuan Wuxiang glanced at him.

"Xun Zing, your heart is restless again."

"What about the master? Can the master's heart be calm?"

Yuan Wuxiang narrowed his eyes looking at Mo Xunxing, and then smiled lightly: "Xunzong, you have exceeded the rules, step back."

The neutral tone made Mo Xunxing's scalp tighten, and he bowed and retreated without hesitation without asking any more questions.

After Mo Xunxing retired, Yuan Wuxiang picked up the letter again but never set his sights on the letter. This place has been clean for decades and it is over, but he still has an extravagant hope in his heart, that the misty rain and setting sun will not come to an end. Polluted by the filth outside.

"Young Master, Nihai Zongfan has already started to send people to look for Mu Zhengrong, and even the story of Tired Shoutian excluding and mutilating his fellow disciples has been spread in the Taoist sect. Defenses appear to have had little effect."

Listening to the information that is closely related to Tired Shoutian, Yuan Wuxiang dissipated the unrealistic delusions in his heart, did not give any orders, but just sat there silently, and the person who reported the information continued to kneel Waiting there for the latest instructions.

"Is there any trace of Mu Zhengrong?"

Just when the shadow detective thought that his young master would not have any more orders, he suddenly heard the young master's question and quickly replied: "This subordinate is incompetent."

"It's okay, just withdraw the person, don't look for it again."

"Yes."

"How is Liu Fengcui?"

"Liu Fengcui wants to see the young master."

"It's not yet time, let him heal his injuries with peace of mind. When we see you sometime, why worry, let's go down."

Swinging back the Shadow Detective, Yuan Wuxiang took a look at the chessboard that had been placed in front of him. The black and white chess pieces were in disorder, and the situation had not yet been decided, but the person who held the chess watched coldly and did not lose a piece. Finally, he picked up the scroll at hand and read it again up.

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