Return to the Fairyland

Hong Tongtian never expected that Mo Yan would directly denounce "an old thief with ulterior motives".In Hong Tongtian's heart, Mo Yan's image of being respectful and respectful has never disappeared. Even if Hong Tongtian knew that he was playing a fake game with him, he would only make all kinds of sophistry and lies when facing his own questioning.Unexpectedly, Mo Yan would turn against him to such an extent.

Hong Tongtian wanted to give Mo Yan a blow, but he didn't expect to be stunned by the other party.

He was stunned for a moment before he finally understood that he was... really not afraid of himself anymore, Hong Tongtian stared at the leisurely Mo Yan and stopped talking nonsense.As his mind turned, the flying swords on the four walls vibrated faintly, and all of them swished into the air, pointing at Mo Yan.

Hong Tongtian could have killed Mo Yan just like this, but he still wanted to see him kneel down and beg for mercy, so the flying sword was suspended in mid-air and did not move forward.Hong Tongtian shouted sharply: "You traitor, kneel down!"

Mo Yan was leisurely, playing with the black dragon jade pendant on his waist, and raised his eyebrows: "Do it, I'm waiting! Emperor Xuanyuan's army is stationed at the foot of the mountain, and scattered immortals are watching. On the way back, I heard that Patriarch Qingyun also Send someone over. It's the best time for you to do it now."

Hong Tongtian yelled angrily: "Little thief, don't you dare to think I am?"

Mo Yan stood up slowly, and walked towards the flying swords suspended in mid-air.

These treasures are all good things left by the ancestors of Kunshan. With Mo Yan's current cultivation base, if any one of them attacked him, he would die.

But Mo Yan seemed to have no fear at all, and he stretched out his hand and flicked the tip of one of the swords with his finger, and the blade of the sword made a buzzing sound, shaking the entire Sutra Library.

"Of course you dare." Mo Yan said slowly, "But I'm not afraid, not only am I not afraid, I'm also very happy."

Mo Yan threw away the flying sword and walked towards Hong Tongtian: "If you kill me now, everyone in the world will know that you have killed your benefactor. I don't know if it's the senior brother's profound Taoism, or Emperor Xuanyuan's strong spell. Or After fighting against Emperor Xuanyuan, senior brother can still resist Qingyun Patriarch's looting. At that time, Kunshan will be looted, and the treasure of Sunset Cliff will fall into Xuanyuan Kingdom; Kunshan's family will belong to Qingyunmen. As for senior brother... I will not give you a chance to stand up, so you are probably captured by those "righteous men" who avenged me to make alchemy. The Confucian nephew will be even more pitiful, become homeless, and be bullied by others. The rest The Sanxian rushed forward, and most of the Confucian masters and nephews were reluctant to let Kunshan be destroyed, and they must fight each other with their bodies. In the end, he died at the hands of unknown rats, what a pity..."

Why didn't Hong Tongtian think about this? If he hadn't considered these issues, how could he use the second soul to assassinate Mo Yan?

He looked at Mo Yan, and saw that the other party looked relaxed, as if he was not afraid of death at all.

Hong Tongtian recited the incantation, and Feijian turned his head behind the two of them, reaching Mo Yan's back.As long as he moves a little bit, he can kill this little thief!

Mo Yan took a step forward, but Hong Tongtian hadn't considered whether to die with Mo Yan, so he took a step back subconsciously.

Mo Yan continued to laugh and said, "Since I entered Kunshan, how has my brother ever cared about me? He said that teaching the Hundred Thousand Swords of Breaking Dawn is just a waste of my time. When I first arrived in Kunshan, the disciples under my sect gave me a big blow, everywhere Making things difficult, I'm afraid it's also a hint from senior brother? Not to mention my father, who gave up everything in Sunset Cliff that day, just asking you to give me a bite to eat and keep me safe, but what did you do? Murder everywhere, and finally Want to kill me!"

"I'm not afraid of death, and I wish I could die now! Now that I die in the Kunshan Sutra Pavilion, I can let you, Hong and his son, and the whole of Kunshan be buried with me. Why not?"

Mo Yan pressed on every step, and Hong Tongtian retreated again and again. He had never seen such a ferocious and vicious Mo Yan. The determination in his eyes was so fierce that he did not hesitate to do anything, which completely collapsed Hong Tongtian's psychological defense.

Hong Tongtian didn't dare to fight Mo Yan hard. He didn't want his son to die at the hands of unknown rats, he didn't want his own life, and he didn't want to let go of such a big family business in Kunshan, and the treasure that he had already obtained from Sunset Cliff.

bang!bang!

All those flying swords behind Mo Yan fell to the ground, and Hong Tongtian finally didn't dare to kill again. Not only that, he even had a faint fear in his heart.

Seeing Mo Yan walking towards him step by step, he retreated instinctively. He took a step back, and suddenly realized that he had already retreated into the corner of the scripture storage pavilion, and there was nowhere to retreat.

Hong Tongtian hurriedly said: "Junior Brother, Junior Brother, don't be angry, we... our family, if we have something to say..."

Mo Yan stopped in his tracks and said lightly, "Then tell me!"

Hong Tongtian said with a smile: "Junior brother... It's not right to be a senior brother. That day at sea... I was suspicious of you for a moment, so I did such a foolish thing... Seeing you buried in the belly of a dragon... I would still ..." Hong Tongtian couldn't think of words for a moment, Mo Yan interrupted him: "How are you doing!?"

Hong Tongtian said: "I'm still regretting and grieving. Now that you have escaped from the belly of the dragon, I'm really...surprised and happy. Junior brother, you have a big fate, which means that I will not die in Kunshan tomorrow...I...I actually... In a few days, I hope you come back alive."

Hong Tongtian's last sentence "I hope you come back alive these days" is the truth, and it is extremely sincere.

Mo Yan sneered, "Brother, didn't you think about today's events when you were doing those things?"

Hong Tongtian tremblingly said: "Junior brother, I was wrong...I...I really didn't expect, how could you escape from the belly of the dragon..."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Guess?"

Hong Tongtian's head was covered with cold sweat. This was a question he hadn't figured out since he heard that Mo Yan was still alive.He looked up and down at Mo Yan, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the black dragon jade pendant that Mo Yan had been wearing all along.He recalled the evil dragon he saw at sea that day, and the black dragon that came to Kunshan to provoke him the next day.

Although the two dragons can't see the head and see the end, they can't get a glimpse of the whole picture, but it's not so coincidental.

He clearly saw Mo Yan buried in the belly of a dragon, but now he is back with all his tail, could it be...

Two streams of cold sweat flowed down Hong Tongtian's back, could Mo Yan be that black dragon?There is no black dragon in Middle-earth that can take human form.A black dragon that seems to be able to change human form, and has such a cultivation level, is probably the Lord of the Demon Realm!

Hong Tongtian's knees felt weak, and he fell to his knees with a thud, cold sweat dripping on the ground: "Mo...Mo...Master...the villain is not..."

Hong Tongtian said half a sentence before he mentioned Mo Yan's name and suddenly realized that this kid is obviously the son of Mo Shengxie, how could he be the Lord of the Demon Realm!

If he was the Lord of the Demon Realm, why would he talk so much nonsense to himself?It is estimated that Mo Yan just caught a young dragon somewhere to scare himself!

Hong Tongtian suddenly felt that he was so frightened that he was too embarrassing, but seeing that Mo Yan refused to give up, he could only bow down: "Junior brother, I was really deceived in the past, and I am ashamed of my ancestor's teachings. As a senior brother, I will apologize to you. Kneel down and make amends for you."

Mo Yan sneered and said, "I remember senior brother saying just now that he will forgive me unless I kneel down and admit my mistake today, and abolish my morality and deeds?"

Hong Tongtian was dumbfounded, and begged: "Brother, you are also my Kunshan disciple... I... I am a senior brother, and I will teach you carefully in the future. You can see whatever you want in this Sutra Pavilion... Although senior brother did something wrong It's over, but you are safe and sound now...why do you have to be so desperate? Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, let's discuss it carefully..."

Mo Yan interrupted him and said, "I'm not as vicious as you, senior brother. I heard that you were seriously injured, senior brother, and couldn't see guests, and because of the loss of the second soul, you lost a lot of morality. Why don't you just retreat and recuperate?" "

Hong Tongtian heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "That's right, that's right...thank you for your magnanimity, junior brother." As he spoke, he got up from the ground, not daring to contradict Mo Yan anymore, and went to brew Xianjia tea from Kunshan himself. Put it in front of Mo Yan, and said: "Junior Brother, this thing is extremely helpful to Taoism, you try it, if you like it, I will give it to you."

Mo Yan didn't have the heart to try Hong Tongtian's tea, he just took a sip and put it on the table.

Hong Tongtian asked cautiously: "Junior brother, those people took advantage of the discord between our Kunshan brothers and came here to make trouble. What do you think... what should I do?"

Mo Yan said: "The master of Kunshan is the brother, I don't care about it."

Hong Tongtian had no choice but to use his own brain: "In my opinion, if you and I go out hand in hand at the same time, and reiterate the friendship between the brothers and sisters, those people will be defeated."

Mo Yan originally meant the same thing, and said, "Yes."

Hong Tongtian asked again: "Then... there is one more thing, at sea... many disciples saw you and me fighting... This is my fault as seniors, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten to where I am today... Tell me, How should I explain this to everyone?"

Mo Yan said strangely: "This is the trouble caused by the senior brother. Of course, the senior brother should figure out how to solve it himself."

Hong Tongtian had no choice but to think hard about how to wipe his ass.

"Then, let's say you and I are discussing immortal arts? I am helping my junior to cultivate?"

Mo Yan glanced at Hong Tongtian, and Hong Tongtian immediately changed his words: "No... no, it was my junior brother who was helping me to cultivate the Tao, but in the end I was not cultivated enough and became mad, so I was injured..."

After a while, Hong Tongtian suddenly remembered a loophole in Mo Yan, and said: "Junior brother, and... you were in Xuanyuan country that day, and you claimed to know nothing about immortality. If you don't know anything, how can you help me cultivate? So what?" Fight me on the sea?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "Brother is unparalleled in wit, think of a way! If you really can't think of it, just tell the truth and tell everyone that you want to kill me!"

Hong Tongtian had no choice but to rack his brains to help Mo Yan lie: "This... Junior brother, you are a genius. When you help me practice, you break through the bottleneck of cultivation, and you are extraordinary every day."

Mo Yan didn't care how Hong Tongtian made it up, he just said: "These are trivial details, the important thing is that our brothers and sisters are very friendly and help each other, so that others will not take advantage of the loopholes. Do you think so?"

Hong Tongtian nodded frequently: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

The two discussed in the Sutra Pavilion for a while, Hong Tongtian asked and answered by himself, and his thinking was tight. After four hours, he had compiled all the questions without any loopholes, so he walked out of the Sutra Pavilion hand in hand with Mo Yan.

It was morning when Mo Yan went in, and when he came out at this moment, the sky was already full of stars and the full moon was hanging high.

Emperor Xuanyuan and Hong Ruwen had been waiting outside, their eyes widened when they saw Mo Yan and Hong Tongtian coming out hand in hand.

Hong Ruwen had never seen his father be so polite to his uncle, accommodating him in every way, always substituting the word "please".

When Emperor Xuanyuan saw Hong Tongtian's appearance, he knew that he would not tolerate it for no reason, so he was even more worried about Mo Yan.

When the rest of the Kunshan disciples saw their master and uncle appearing at the same time, they immediately cheered up.They immediately followed Hong Tongtian's instructions and invited all the people who came to Kunshan to make trouble or take advantage of the fire to enter the Ziwei Palace, and they wanted to give everyone an explanation.

When everyone came to Ziwei Hall, they saw hundreds of luminous pearls hanging above the square, illuminating the entire square in front of the hall as if it were daytime.

Hong Tongtian's face was tired and his complexion was scorched yellow. He knew without asking that he must have been injured.

On the other hand, Mo Yan's expression was indifferent, and he was very generous. There were two high-ranking chairs in the hall. Hong Tongtian and Mo Yan sat down side by side after giving way. The third-rate Sanxian stood on the square in front of the hall.

After everyone arrived, Hong Tongtian said what he had discussed with Mo Yan.It is said that everyone came here for Mo Yan, but now Mo Yan is unharmed. Kunshan thanks you for your enthusiasm. After the reception, everyone will leave.

Emperor Xuanyuan and others who were fighting for justice were also happy to see this ending, but there were also some loose immortals who had other thoughts and were unwilling to leave here. puppet.

In the face of these quarrels, others are fine, but Yue Feng can't tolerate anyone's slander, he immediately reprimanded them, the two sides quarreled, became more and more intense, and gradually became violent.

Emperor Xuanyuan didn't know what Mo Yan meant, and he didn't stop him, he just played by ear.

When the quarrel was raging, Mo Yan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

He stood up from his chair, looked around the hall, and said in a calm voice: "Senior brother and I have always been very friendly. Senior brother raised me, and this kind of favor is hard to repay; and in Xuanyuan country, I rescued the Confucian nephew , Brother is also grateful. If everyone came for me, Mo Yan would like to thank you here. If there are ulterior motives, I'm sorry, I can only see off guests in Kunshan!"

Those Sanxians saw that Hong Tongtian was seriously injured, Mo Yan was only 20 years old, how much did he have?They all thought it was an opportunity, so they provoked one after another: "We don't believe it! Mr. Mo is the only son of Immortal Mo, how powerful you are, if you can beat us, we will believe that you are Mr. Mo's real body! The old thief Hong Tongtian is full of tricks, who can you tell me?" Did you get a puppet to trick us?"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Since you don't believe it, then just talk about it with magic!"

Numerous loose immortals swarmed up to take advantage of it, but unexpectedly, when they got close, they suddenly saw purple light rising sharply, and with a whoosh sound of piercing the air, the sharp blade was unsheathed, and a flying sword flew in midair.

The sword body of the flying sword is half-transparent, like the clear blue of autumn water, with clear light flowing all over its body, it is the autumn water sword of Danyangzi, the previous generation of mountain lord of Kunshan.

The knowledgeable Sanxian saw that Mo Yan was holding the sword of Qiushui, and immediately slipped away knowingly, but there were still some ignorant and unafraid of death who wanted to provoke him.

Mo Yan's white clothes are fluttering, his wrists are slightly raised, and the first move is Kunshan Danyangzi's famous stunt "Breaking Dawn One Hundred Thousand Swords".

The sword light flickered, and the sword energy came out horizontally. Mo Yan walked out of Ziwei Hall with his sword, came to the square in front of the hall, and said loudly: "If anyone wants to come and make trouble, you can come and ask my master for the answer of Zhenshan Feijian." No promise!"

Greedy and unwilling to return empty-handed, the cultivators swarmed up, only to see blue light and white clothes, like a dragon, shuttle across the square in front of the temple, and a wind and waves were created in midair, piercing Cang Yue.

With just one move, the [-]th move of "Treading the Moon and Swimming" with the Hundred Thousand Swords of Daybreak has already knocked all the monks who came up tens of feet away, and some even fell into the sea from the top of the mountain.

The sword energy subsided, and everyone stared at Mo Yan in disbelief.

This is already a master in the late stage of Qi training, and besides holding the Danyangzi Flying Sword, the moves used are even more treasured in Kunshan.No one dared to step forward, and they all bowed in admiration: "It turns out that you are really Mr. Mo, I am ignorant, and I will leave here..."

"Uncle Mo is a genius, he has such a cultivation level at the age of 20, I'll wait... or leave quickly."

Mo Yan made this move, and in an instant, all the third-rate monks who wanted to take advantage of the fire and rob them ran away, even those who thought they had the ability to fight Mo Yan knew that they were defeated by Emperor Xuanyuan, and they knew that they were no longer reasonable. After hesitating, they also said goodbye one after another.

The immortals who had harassed Kunshan for three months finally went back after Mo Yan came out with his sword, not daring to stay any longer.

Hong Tongtian and Hong Ruwen both stood on the square in front of the hall and saw this scene.

When Mo Yan wanted to take away Danyangzi's Qiushui sword, Hong Tongtian was so distressed that he wanted to take it back.But he didn't expect that after seeing Mo Yan's true strength, he would lose the desire to win it back.

Hong Tongtian had no choice but to sigh: "It seems that I should really retreat to recuperate my wounds." Let Mo Yan be arrogant for a few years, and when he recovers from his injuries, he will deal with him again!

Hong Ruwen, on the other hand, has been staring at him in a daze since Mo Yan walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

Surprise, more and more surprises!

Especially when Mo Yan was carrying a long sword, facing the provocations of the crowd, and still had no fear on his face, and shot away the troublesome Sanxian, Hong Ruwen felt as if a ray of dawn pierced the dark clouds from the sky and shot at Mo Yan.

Standing there, he was dressed in white clothes better than snow, and his long sword was cold, he was really a fairy.

But when the eyebrows and eyes were changing, those phoenix eyes were enchanting and enchanting.

Hong Ruwen felt his throat tighten, and it was the first time he realized that Mo Yan held such a heavy place in his heart.So heavy——wanting to be with him at all costs.

And when Hong Ruwen saw Mo Yan retracting his sword and walking towards him, he found that his palms were sweating nervously!

It was a completely different feeling. The Uncle Mo in front of him was both admirable and enviable, unattainable yet within reach.

Even the disgusted gaze he shot over made Hong Ruwen feel so happy and intoxicated.

Hong Ruwen stared blankly at Mo Yan who was walking towards him, and felt that at this moment, everything in the world had been reduced to nothingness, and even ten white ripples could not compare to one finger of Uncle Mo.

He looked at Mo Yan, his heart was agitated, and he called out: "Uncle Master..."

Unexpectedly, Mo Yan didn't seem to hear him at all. He passed by him and walked straight towards Hong Tongtian.

"Didn't Senior Brother just say that you want to recuperate and recuperate? Where are you going to recuperate?"

Now that Hong Tongtian has decided to bow his head for the time being, he will no longer resist. Anyway - no matter how Mo Yan insults him today, he will definitely get it back in the future!

Hong Tongtian said: "What do you think is the right place in Kunshan?"

Mo Yan said: "No one rushes to harass the dragon-slaying platform at the top. Senior brother can rest there for a few years, it should be fine."

Hong Tongtian sighed and looked at the rest of the people.

All the disciples were completely unaware of the quarrel between Hong Tongtian and Mo Yan, they only knew that Mo Yan drove away the troublemakers just now, and the technique of "Breaking Dawn One Hundred Thousand Swords" shocked everyone.All the disciples looked at him with excitement and admiration.

Emperor Xuanyuan was still staring at him, Hong Tongtian knew that he was seriously injured, so he was not his opponent.

He looked at Hong Ruwen again, this was his own son, but seeing his son, he wished he could kneel and lick Mo Yan.

Hong Tongtian sighed, he could neither kill Mo Yan nor turn against him in public, and after he was injured, all the disciples were bewitched by Mo Yan.

Hong Tongtian felt resentful and felt dizzy for a while.

Murderous aura surged in Hong Tongtian's heart, he really wanted to kill Mo Yan now to reverse all this.

But... Hong Tongtian thought of everything that his family cared about, that the days would last forever, that he was only temporarily injured, and that he could fight again after he recovered...

All kinds of things came to mind, Hong Tongtian gritted his teeth and decided to learn to endure humiliation for a while.

"Junior brother, I'm seriously injured. I'm going to Zhanlongtai to recuperate, and I can't come out. You...you take care of Kunshan, and don't worry about it until I recover from my injury." Although Hong Tongtian was unwilling, he also confessed helplessly.

Mo Yan said: "Brother, don't worry, although I am young, Senior Nephew Yue Feng is steady and mature. During your retreat, if he presides over Kunshan affairs, it will be fine."

Yue Feng heard that the master was going to retreat to recuperate his wounds, so he had already ordered someone to clean up the Dragon Slaying Terrace, and cleaned the inside neatly, and he was very filial to personally send the master there. Before leaving, he comforted Hong Tongtian and said: "Don't worry, master, I will You must obey your master’s order and take good care of Kunshan. The master is here to recuperate, let alone not coming out for ten years, even 100 years, 1000 years, it will be fine.”

When Hong Tongtian saw that his most proud disciple was so filial, he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing Hong Tongtian's strange expression, Yue Feng thought he was worried about the two younger ones, so he said: "Master, don't worry too much, I will urge Master Mo to practice, and I will try my best to teach him what he doesn't understand; as for Confucianism Junior brother, I... will also strictly control you, so as not to embarrass you, Master."

Hong Tongtian finally had no choice but to praise: "Feng'er is really... a good boy, so I can rest assured..."

Yue Feng walked out of the dragon-slaying stage, turned the gear outside, and pointed the date of its opening to ten years later.

After setting the time, Yue Feng pierced his finger with the dagger, dripping his own blood into the seal of Zhanlongtai.

The bright red blood flowed along the lines of the seal, and the dragon-slaying platform vibrated faintly. A moment later, a huge seal enveloped the dragon-slaying platform, and a flying sword flew out of the stone room, hanging on the dragon-slaying platform.

This is the most indestructible retreat in Kunshan left by the founder of Kunshan for his cultivation.

Unless the ten-year period of retreat expires, or the cultivation base has a breakthrough, it will never be opened again.

From then on, Yue Feng was the only one who came to deliver food to Hong Tongtian. Anyone who dared to approach the dragon-slaying platform would only be cut off by the flying sword left by the founder of the mountain hanging in mid-air.

In the twenty-three thousand and seventy-eight year of the fairy calendar in the Middle-earth Continent, there is an orange moon and a dangerous day.

The lord of Kunshan, Hong Tongtian, was seriously injured because of his obsession with practicing kung fu. He decided to practice in seclusion. For ten years, no one else could come to harass him.

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