After Mo Bai recruited all the swords carved on the stone wall, he went to a place in the cave to dig out an object and put it in his arms. Came to the tomb of Ding Canghai again, knocked his head three times, turned and left with the iron sword.
Ding Canghai inscribed on the stone wall how he found this place, and Mo Bai found a way out from this. He returned to Wutong Mountain and found Mo Yaner's hiding place based on his impression, but it was a pity that the Yiren had gone. Can't find half a trace. He stayed on Wutong Mountain for two days, searched the mountain and down, but still couldn't find Mo Yan'er.
The three thatched houses where they had lived had already been turned into ashes. After the fight under the pine trees, it was already a mess, and no one's body could be found on the scene. Mo Bai stood silently under the pine tree and looked at everything in front of him silently, as if he was reminiscing about something. A faint sadness appeared in his dim black eyes, a trace of remembrance.
At this moment, there was a strange cry from the pine forest not far away: "Haha, finally waited until someone appeared. The Stone Gang master is a magical calculation." As soon as the cry fell, a young man in a green shirt flashed out of it. people.
Mo Bai slowly turned around, his black pupils gleamed, and asked, "Why are you alone?"
"I'm enough to deal with your hairy boy." The Qingshan youth said.
"How do you know I will come back here?" Mo Bai asked.
The Qingshan youth said triumphantly: "We have let out the wind, saying that the old thief Mo has been eliminated by us, as long as the people who are related to the old thief Mo will naturally come here to worship. It took three months to wait until you are such a child."
Mo Bai was startled, and said in his heart: "Has it been three months? No wonder I can't find Senior Sister. It seems that Senior Sister has already left by herself."
"Child, are you obediently catching with your arms, or let me cut off your head and take it back to receive the reward?" The Qingshan youth yelled in Mo Bai pondering for a meeting.
Mo Bai silently picked up the iron sword in his hand and pointed at the youth in the green shirt.
"In that case, I will let you die without a corpse. Boy, look at the sword." Upon seeing this, the Qingshan youth drew out the long sword in his waist, the sword flower flicked, and stabbed Mo Bai with a sword.
A cold light flashed in Mo Bai's eyes, and he slashed the iron sword in his hand from bottom to top. With a bang, the two swords intersected, but felt that the Qingshan Youth's long sword was weak and weak, and he was immediately opened, and he couldn't help but wonder. "What's the matter with this guy, how can there be no strength in the sword?" Mo Bai was afraid that he would be deceived, so he didn't attack. The Qingshan youth was also taken aback. He couldn't help stepping back two steps, looking at Mo Bai's thin body; his thoughts turned: "Unexpectedly, this leader is weak, but his strength is so great, it seems that he can't fight him."
The long sword in the Qingshan youth's hand changed and became more agile. He pointed to the left to stab the right, pointing to the right to stab the left, a sword flower appeared, and it stabs Mo Bai's upper three roads. Mo Bai looked at him coldly, only to feel that the movements of the young man in the green shirt were too complicated, with too many useless changes in the middle. Mo Bai yelled angrily: "Evil thief, let me take a trick." After drinking, his figure immediately rushed forward, took a step and a half, and the iron sword in his hand shook, and he secretly shouted: "The wind is calm." I only heard Dangdang, a sound of golden and iron mingling. With a cry, the long sword in the Qingshan youth's hand was picked up by Mo Bai and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man in the green shirt hurriedly jumped away, turned around and ran, showing no signs of arrogance. Mo Bai was able to allow him to leave, leaping forward and leaning forward to lean out. The force of the "Sihai Binfu" was extremely powerful, and only a soft sound was heard. The sword tip pierced the back of the Qingshan youth, penetrated through the back, and pierced through the front of the chest.
Mo Bai came to the corpse of the Qingshan youth indifferently, drew out the iron sword, found dozens of taels of silver from him, turned around, and looked at the messy place not far away again. It seemed that he was going to deeply imprint the place he had lived for nearly ten years in his mind.
After that, I turned around, held the iron sword in his hand, and walked down Wutong Mountain...
In the small town near the foot of Wutong Mountain, Mo Bai bought some living things, bought a set of green shirts, replaced them with barely covering pants, and headed east.
Along the way, Mobaifeng has meals and sleeps, and the road is not just a day. Mo Bai has never left a five-mile radius of Wutong Mountain since he became sensible. During this long journey, the scenery he saw was fresh, and his depressed mood was slowly relieved at this time.
Mo Bai followed the address engraved on the stone wall by his master, inquiring about the path all the way. One day, he came to the Xuanwu realm, to a small town under the Yunmeng Mountains.
The Yunmeng Mountain Range is majestic and loud, entwining the boundary of Xuanwu, a big river hovering like a green dragon in Shanyin, and Shanyang is Xuanwu City. Xuanwu City is an important town on the border of Xuanwu, with a dense population and a prosperous market.
The Yunmeng Mountain Range stretches for hundreds of miles, with undulating peaks, running from west to east, across the entire Xuanwu area. The main peak, Yunmeng Mountain Range, towers high into the clouds, and is surrounded by white clouds and half-hills on weekdays.
In Yunmeng Mountain, there is the Yunhe Gate of the cultivation sect. It is well-known in the world of Xuanwu cultivation, and it stands with the three feet of Di Xingzong and Shuiyunmen.
Yunhemen has a long history. It has been more than 10,000 years since its founding. It is rumored that Yunmengzi was only in the early stage of Tibetan God, and he came to this Yunmeng mountain range. Seeing this mountain's bell and spirit, gathering the spirit of heaven and earth, it is an excellent place to practice, and then use the supreme magical powers to establish a sect in Yunmeng Mountain.
After that, Yun Mengzi spent more than a thousand years to unify the world of cultivation in the realm of Xuanwu with a profound cultivation base, and dominate one side.
After that, he spent more than two thousand years in the Yunmeng Mountain area, ignoring the trivial matters in the door, and the disciples under his seat took care of the affairs of the sect. One day, a natural vision, auspiciousness descended from the sky, and Yunmengzi stepped on the seven-colored clouds, facing the light of auspiciousness, and soared away.
The power of the world is divided and combined. A long time must be divided, and a long time must be combined.
Before Yun Mengzi's ascension, he accepted the three disciples. As Yun Mengzi was in cultivating, he was arranged by Yun Mengzi to take care of the affairs of the sect, and each had his own power. When Yun Mengzi ascended, he was also a monk of the Tibetan god stage. In order to seize the position of Yunhe's head, the three of them couldn't help but fought.
After several battles, the senior brother Han Hong, who was more skilled, defeated the two junior brothers in a three-person contest and took the position of Yunhe in the head.
Finally, the two juniors, Yun Chengzi and Yun Linzi, respectively united with the elders in Yunhemen who supported themselves, and found another spiritual fairy mountain in the Xuanwu realm, and established Dixingzong and Shuiyunmen respectively. Occupy each side with Yunhemen, and fight against courtesy, forming a three-legged situation.
After more than a hundred years of calm, the three factions renewed their wars, and the fighting continued. There are often casualties among the disciples of the three factions. The stalemate between the three factions lasted for more than two hundred years, and the situation suddenly changed.
The Dixing Sect and the Shuiyunmen faction reached an alliance, and the forces of the two factions of the whole sect were combined to attack the Yunhemen. There were countless deaths and injuries among the three monks in that battle. On the top of Yunmeng Mountain, Yun Hongzi was attacked jointly by Yun Chengzi and Yun Linzi. After being seriously injured, he had to launch a forbidden formation arranged by Yunmengzi himself, and severely injured the two juniors, making the Earth Xingzong and Shuiyunmen do the same. The second joint attack came down.
And Yun Hongzi, Yun Chengzi and Yun Linzi also passed away shortly after this. The most powerful Yunhe Gate was also declining due to this war. After that, although the three factions struggled from time to time, no large-scale war broke out. Since then, it has truly established the pattern of today's Xuanwu cultivation realm. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)