Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

However, Xie Zhuo underestimated the ability of Li Li, the chief executive.

As the housekeeper in charge of the entire magic palace, the spirit stones in this illusion are all exchanged by Mo Li.

After finding the demon king everywhere, Li Li was afraid of missing the opening time of the lotus of life and death, so he gritted his teeth and entered the illusion that the demon king would not allow anyone to enter.

He thought about it countless times, but he never imagined that the secret base of Mr. Mozun, who made everyone's faces change, would look like this.

The sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. When the sun shone on the man on the bluestone, it gave people the illusion of being extremely gentle.

Under the warm sunshine, Li Li felt drowsy.

In these years, he has also been out of the devil world and practice world to do business.

During this period, it is natural to meet those sword cultivators who are poor but willing to spend money.

After a casual chat, he heard that there was a beautiful waterfall in the back mountain of Jianzong, and there was a big bluestone next to the waterfall that made people want to sleep when lying on it.

In the past, it was the sacred place in the hearts of all sword cultivators, but now no one cares about it.

It is not because the stone has lost its magic power, nor is it because the sword masters are diligent in practicing swords and give up rest.

Because the most powerful person in the cultivation world, the favorite place of all the sword masters worshiped by sword cultivators is there.

They could always see Lord Jianzun sitting under the bluestone, and they could see him staring blankly at the stream under the waterfall for a whole day.

With such a frightening person, naturally others would not dare to enter there.

Over time, that place has become a tacitly forbidden place for everyone.

They said that Master Jianzun realized Taoism by the stream, and they also said that Master Jianzun missed his old friend by the stream.

Now looking at the place that was not far from what the sword repairers described, Li Li couldn't help but believe the latter answer.

He felt that the sword master might be missing his old friend.

And his old friend is also the person lying on the bluestone at this moment.

Li Li could almost imagine how the Lord Mozun, who had not yet become a demon, lazily closed his eyes on the original bluestone, and how the still young Sword Master was inseparable from him.

For some reason, he thought of when he was still guarding the gate.

At that time, Jian Zun was not Jian Zun, he was just a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and he was also a more unbearable ordinary foundation-building stage.

He was threatened by the sword master and took him to the magic palace, where he saw the meeting of these two people.

Although he was kicked out later, he still couldn't forget the atmosphere between the two, and the look in Sword Master's eyes at that time.

After reuniting after a long absence, Jianxiu, who was as sharp as his sword, was wronged like a homeless dog.

He begged for the warmth of his master, but was ruthlessly driven away.

At that time, he was not afraid of tigers when he was a newborn calf, and after taking Master Jianzun away, he had the courage to look back.

The usually smiling Mozun had such a melancholy expression on his face, and he would show that expression because of one person.

Looking at the bluestone now, Li Li thought that Mozun must miss those people from the past, the sword master who broke into the Demon Palace one by one with one sword.

But time has passed, and that sword cultivator has become the most powerful person in the practice world, and has created the most stringent laws for cultivators, but he is no longer the puppy who longs for the Venerable to go home.

"What are you doing here?" Xie Zhuo, who had waited for a long time for no one to speak, finally couldn't help but speak lazily.