The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"You can't kill me." The blond man said slowly, "I am the Shura Demon. As long as there is greed and fear in the world, you can't kill me."

Looking at the three people below who were no longer able to fight back, he smiled calmly. Now, as long as he waited for Mo Luofan's Azure Dragon critical point to disappear, he could make a comeback.

Suddenly, from the dark clouds, a ray of colorful light shot down and shone on the center of the Azure Dragon.

Chilongzi's whole body was wrapped in this light, and his body was as light as a feather.

In the colorful light, a spiritual power rushed straight into Mo Xiaolan's body. Under the impact of this spiritual power, she fainted. Ming Fan, who was standing beside her, wanted to help her, but was immediately bounced away by the breath beside her.

Seeing this, Chi Longzi laughed wildly and shouted, "It's been a thousand years, a thousand years, Lady of the Nine Heavens, you finally appeared in the world."

"Chilongzi." Mo Xiaolan, who was chosen by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady to descend as a body, opened her eyes. Her aura became very different from before. She stood up and slowly said, "I thought you were the son of the Emperor of Heaven, so I showed you mercy a thousand years ago and spared your life and sealed you in the demon clan. As long as you eliminate your demonic nature, you can practice again and return to the position of God. But you are still stubborn and want to break the seal, return to the world, and kill again. Today, I can't let you go."

"Demon nature?" Chi Longzi laughed disdainfully, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "When you were demoted to the devil, I shaved my immortal bones to accompany you in your fall. Later, you ascended to become the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, while I was fixed on the pillar of shame in the God Realm, despised by others for the rest of my life. I was originally the son of the Emperor of Heaven, with the body of a golden dragon, but because of you, I became this ugly evil beast. Do you know that your words "no" have already thrown me into the abyss, and I will never be able to turn over."

Mo Xiaolan closed his eyes and a magic circle appeared around him.

Chi Longzi was not afraid at all, and even had a smile on his face: "My curse on you and him will still exist, for all eternity, no matter how the world changes, whether the heaven and earth are destroyed, you are destined not to be together, and be lonely for the rest of your lives."

His body slowly turned into powder and disappeared into the air, and Qinglong Linji also disappeared.

The magic circle around Mo Xiaolan slowly faded and the light disappeared, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Is that 'he' Chi Longzi was talking about you?" Ming Fan hugged the unconscious Mo Xiaolan and looked up at Mo Luofan who had arrived late in front of him. Mo Luofan did not answer.

Ming Fan smiled: "When Mo Fan returned to your body, he said that the relationship between you and Xiao Lan was bought with his life and thousands of years of waiting. He was talking about the life of the Water God and the waiting of the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens."

"This..." Mo Luofan lowered his eyes. For the first time, he felt the sadness and reluctance from the man in front of him.

"I really don't want to accept this." Ming Fan picked up Mo Xiaolan, handed her to Mo Luofan, and patted his shoulder: "If you can't protect her, I will get her back even at the cost of my life."

The Qingfeng Water God Fan, which was lying on the ground with the Xuantian Liuguang Sword, slowly floated up and landed in front of them. Ming Fan said, "This Qingfeng Water God Fan should have been yours originally. I have occupied it for so many years. It's time to return it to you."

"No need." Mo Luofan refused, "Since it has recognized you as its master in this life, it is yours. You don't have to give it to me. Now the master is not the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, and I am not the Water God. We are just Mo Xiaolan and Mo Luofan, not anyone else."

Ming Fan paused, then put on his usual smile: "I hope my concession is not wrong."

-

When Mo Xiaolan woke up, she found herself in a white mist. There was no one around her except the crystal lotus bud in front of her. No matter how she shouted, no sound came out.

“Is this heaven?”

She walked up to the lotus and placed her hand on it: "I have always seen you when I was most confused. What are you? Are you another me?"

Suddenly, the lotus began to vibrate, and the petals slowly opened one by one. The person inside finally opened his eyes completely, and a pair of bare feet slowly walked out from the center of the lotus.

Mo Xiaolan took a few steps back in fright.

The person in front of her had the same face and clothes as her, the only difference was a pair of eyes as crystal clear as purple jade, which seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

She suddenly remembered how the original novel described the later period: sixty years later, when Mo Luofan returned to the human world from the demon world and met Mo Xiaolan again?

'She is as beautiful as she was sixty years ago, no, even more beautiful than sixty years ago, especially her eyes that have become like purple jade gemstones due to the peak of her Qingtong Eyes training. They are even more fascinating and made him stunned for a while, as if the past sixty years of experience were just a dream. Now that he has woken up from the dream, she is still the immortal master who was just above, and he is still the unknown disciple and admirer who is willing to bow down at her feet.'

Eyes like purple jade.

Mo Xiaolan suddenly realized: "You are the real Master Mo, Mo Xiaolan!"

After hearing her words, Master Mo Feng's expression changed slightly, and he said softly, "Long time no see, Miss Lan Xing."

Mo Xiaolan felt that her thoughts were becoming very confused. Who was this Mo Xiaolan? If it was the original soul of this Mo Xiaolan that occupied her body, how could she have eyes with clear pupils? If it was the Mo Xiaolan in the original novel, how could she be here?

"I know all your doubts now, but I'm not going to tell you."

This person's words vaguely sounded like he deserved a beating! Mo Xiaolan sneered: "So, what do you want to do now?"

"revenge."

Master Mo Feng's words startled her. The blood flow in her body seemed to be stopped at that moment, and she dared not move easily.

Her purple eyes scanned her body up and down. "You have read my memories, so you should know about the unknown humiliations I have committed. If it were you, and there is a great opportunity in front of you, would you not want to take revenge?"

"What do you want to do?" Mo Xiaolan bit her lower lip: "He is not that Mo Chu. You shouldn't look for him if you want revenge!"

"As long as it's Mo Luofan, the revenge will be the same no matter who it is!"

"They are different!" Mo Xiaolan clenched her fists and yelled, "They are different!"

Master Mo Feng was obviously shocked by her words, and then his cold eyes seemed to freeze her into ice: "No matter what you say, it can't stop my revenge. Doesn't he like you? I will use the body of his beloved to torture him."

Suddenly, a crystal lotus slowly rose up from under Mo Xiaolan's feet, wrapping her completely in it.

"What is this?" She knocked on the crystal lotus with all her might, but it was all in vain.

"No, no."

-

In the Qingling Water Pavilion, the woman lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Mo Luofan, who was taking a short rest nearby, felt the movement of the people around him and immediately opened his eyes: "Master, you..."

A pair of purple and cold eyes met his. He was startled, let go of her hand, and stepped back a few steps, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "You are not Master, who are you?"

"What's wrong?" Master Mo Feng slowly stood up and turned his head to look at him: "You have forgotten who your master is."

Memories of his childhood suddenly flooded into his mind. It was the day when he had just entered Qingyuan Sect and the immortal Daozhen passed away.

The frail old man with white hair was lying on the bed. He held his hand and hers at the same time, and put their hands together: "Mo Xiaolan, I want you to accept Mo Chu as your personal disciple. He is a once-in-a-century cultivation genius. You must train him well."

"I will, uncle-master." The woman swore in front of the old man, and her true face was not revealed until the old man passed away.

"Master uncle has passed away. As his disciples, we must obey his last words." Shang Jun patted her shoulder and said, "Let's hold the disciple-taking ceremony on a chosen day."

He turned around and whispered to the young man who was still kneeling beside the bed, "From now on, you will be a member of Qingling Peak. Although your master is usually cold, he is actually the most vulnerable."

"Yes." Mo Luofan nodded, poured a cup of tea and walked out the door, kneeling in front of the woman and said: "Disciple Mo Chu greets Master."

boom--

A cup of hot tea was poured directly on the boy's body. Fortunately, it was only warm, otherwise he would have been burned with blisters on his body.

"Xiao Lan!" Shang Jun immediately stepped forward to help the boy up and check his injuries: "Are you okay?"

"Master, don't worry. I'm fine. It's just the warm tea that's out of the question."

"Xiao Lan, you're going too far." Shang Jun sighed helplessly: "He is also your disciple now."

"Disciple?" The woman said with a disdainful smile, "If it weren't for the last words of my uncle, I wouldn't even bother to look at him."

After becoming his disciple, he was faced with endless torture. Mo Luofan was unable to fight against it and could only hide in his own small tortoise shell, turning himself into a transparent being and not causing any trouble.

But things always get into trouble with him, and everyone knows that he is not favored by the peak master, so one person or another will bully him and use him as a scapegoat. Anyway, as long as they have anything to do with him, no matter what the truth is, the peak master will judge it as his fault, and then take the opportunity to beat him half to death, so if not him to take the blame, who else can he use?

Then, after the incident with the poisonous scorpion, the woman's temperament changed drastically and she became more friendly to him.

Now, the fear buried deep in my heart rose again, but what was even stronger than fear was anger.

There were many suspicious points in this matter. When he saw the person in front of him, he had already guessed a little bit. There was a breakthrough in the matter that had puzzled him since childhood.

These are two people!

But no matter what, what he wanted was the person who came later. Although he didn't know when the person was replaced when he was obviously always by his side, finding that person back was the most important thing now.

"Where is my master?" Mo Luofan clenched his fists: "Where is she?"

"Master?" Master Mo Feng said, "Am I not right here?"

"You are not!" His anger grew stronger and stronger, and the Tianyuan Zhulong Sword in his hand slowly took shape.

"Tianyuan Zhulong?" Her eyes became more fierce the moment she saw the sword: "Yes, it's faster than I expected. However, although the sword has been refined, whether a person can match this sword is another matter."

Lightning and sparks intersected, and Xuantian Liuguang once again faced Tianyuan Zhuhun. The purple-blue lightning was entangled with it, and it seemed that neither of them would give in.

The sword blades separated, and a dragon surrounded by red mist and smoke slowly emerged from Tianyuan Zhuhun's body and rushed straight towards the opponent.

Master Mo Feng held the Xuantian Liuguang in his hand, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand, and slashed down with one sword. The red dragon was split in half in the air by the sword energy. Before Mo Luofan could be surprised, the sword energy rushed directly towards him. Although the Tianyuan Zhuhun in his hand blocked a lot of damage for him, he was still affected by the residual energy of the sword. He flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

The ability of the man in front of him was beyond his reach. Just a light swing was enough to knock him so far away. The distance between them was ten or a hundred times greater.

"Is that what she taught you?" She walked out of the room slowly, her blue dress fluttering in the air. "It's just an embroidered pillow, but it's just for show."

Although Mo Xiaolan in the body could not control her body, she could see everything happening in the outside world. When she heard Master Mo Feng's comments on Mo Luofan, she was so angry that she dodged her feet: "What an embroidered pillow, with only a false appearance. At least the one I taught has flesh and blood, and human feelings. The one you taught is cold and ruthless, violent and cruel."

Hearing her words, Master Mo Feng snorted with disdain, and the Xuantian Liuguang Sword in his hand instantly turned into a long blue whip, which was still surrounded by many purple lightnings.

Mo Xiaolan was startled, and slapped the restraints of the crystal lotus with both hands and shouted, "What are you doing!"

"Isn't it clear enough?" The voice of Master Mo Feng floated around: "You who know everything, don't you recognize this scene?"

How could she not recognize him? She just couldn't believe it.

The Xuantian Liuguang Sword can transform into any weapon in the world, including long swords, daggers, soft whips, spears, etc.

In the original novel, there was a period of time when Mo Xiaolan often used it to transform into a soft whip to punish Mo Luofan. The soft whip hitting the skin and flesh was already very painful, and the lightning that followed went straight into the body through the wound, whipping the bones and flesh, which was something that ordinary people could not bear.

Mo Luofan survived a year under this torture. He thought that the clouds would finally clear and the moon would appear, but what was waiting for him was something even more brutal.

"No, no." Mo Xiaolan slapped the crystal lotus hard, her face full of worry and concern. She had never treated Mo Luofan in this way before. If she really hit him now, would he be able to bear it? Even if he was a demon king now, he was still a mortal body. If the lightning entered his body too strongly, he would die.

"He is not the Mo Luofan you taught. You can't treat him like this. Let him go!"

No matter how she screamed and tore, she couldn't stop the body from moving forward.

In just a moment, Master Mo Feng arrived in front of him, holding the spirit whip high, without any reluctance in his eyes.

"do not want!"

As the whip fell, a red scar instantly appeared on Mo Luofan's back.

"No, no, don't, Luo Fan..."

Another whip fell.

Another whip.

Mo Luofan felt that his body was no longer under his control. It seemed as if there was a domineering lightning that was constantly running through his body. Wherever it passed through, all his flesh and blood became restless, as if countless sharp needles were piercing his body at the same time.

"Luo Fan!" Mo Xiaolan looked at Mo Luofan lying on the ground, dying. She wanted to stop him but there was no way.

"Don't touch him!"

The expected whip did not fall again. Mo Luofan opened his eyes and saw the arrogant man in front of him, holding the whip in his hand motionlessly. His eyes were no longer jade purple but turned back to dark black.

He could recognize at a glance that this was his favorite master.

"Master..."