Return to the Fairyland

Ever since Mo Yan went out to "relax his mind", Yue Feng has been a little worried, especially when Mo Yan flew up into the sky shortly after Mo Yan left Kunshan, which made many Kunshan disciples feel extremely panicked. When Mo Yan came back, everyone went up to surround him he asked.

Mo Yan comforted everyone: "Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen in the future."

Now that the uncle said so, under Yue Feng's urging, all the disciples in Kunshan gradually dispersed. Yue Feng stepped forward and told Mo Yan about Hong Ruwen's confinement.

Mo Yan was in a good mood, and he didn't pay much attention to Hong Ruwen's affairs. He went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to study Kunshan's mind, and at night, he went into the sea alone.

The Kunshan disciples all knew that Master Uncle had been practicing swordsmanship by the sea for ten years, and now that daytime has changed to nighttime, no one was surprised.

Even if there are one or two people who feel strange, how can they control where the uncle is practicing?

Mo Yan left Kunshan and walked with his sword. He wore the black dragon jade pendant on his body, and the pythons in the sea did not dare to approach again. After a while, he arrived at the sea area agreed with Cang Ming.

Cang Ming was already standing on the surface of the sea, waiting for him.

"There are many sects of immortals in China, and their minds are also different. You are the blood of ancient gods, and your minds don't quite match up with those minds. The ancient gods are pretentious and arrogant, so naturally they are unwilling to study the path of mortals' cultivation." After listening to Mo Yan's questions about Kunshan's mentality and Mohism's mentality, Cang Ming explained: "But in general, cultivating the Tao is nothing more than discarding the false and preserving the true, and cultivating oneself. Although everyone in the Middle-earth Continent has different cultivation methods, in the end they all Different routes lead to the same goal.”

Cang Ming's palm was pressed against Mo Yan's lower abdomen, and his chest was leaning against his back, half-embracing him in his arms: "This is the sea of ​​consciousness of the human body, the place where mana gathers. After you transport all the mana here Integration will definitely lead to a breakthrough.”

Cang Ming guides Mo Yan, slowly removes the false and preserves the true, and draws his mana into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, Mo Yan felt that the previously empty sea of ​​consciousness was filled with his own mana.

According to Cang Ming's teaching, he used the Mohism mentality, the power of the ancient gods reappeared at this moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously injected into Mo Yan's body, and the mana stored in the sea of ​​consciousness continued to increase, like a balloon that was continuously blown up.

Booming, there was a loud sound in Mo Yan's ears, and countless mana flowed in his body. Under the guidance of Cang Ming, he broke through the bottleneck that had been unable to break through for a long time overnight.

In an instant, the purple air on the sea rose sharply, the moonlight flickered fiercely, and the aura of heaven and earth chased after each other and poured into Mo Yan's body.

It is the abnormality between the heaven and the earth caused by the ancient gods who broke through the first level of cultivation.

At dawn, Mo Yan and Cang Ming separated, and at dusk, they met again.

Every day, they meet in this sea area.

Rain or shine, heat or snow.

360 five days a year without interruption.

Sometimes Mo Yan practiced swords, Cang Ming practiced.

Sometimes Cang Ming swims in the sea, while Mo Yan cultivates his mind.

The nearby fishes and shrimps have already recognized them, and even the four Xuanwu who are carrying Kunshan in the distance occasionally discuss this matter with each other.

"Kunshan disciples practiced with the Lord of the Demon Realm! What do you think this is?" asked a Xuanwu.

"I don't know."

"You have lived for millions of years, and you still don't know anything!"

"I know! I know that Kunshan disciple is the queen of the ancient gods."

"You actually know?!"

"I know everything about the ancient times! I also know that in the ancient times there was no distinction between the Middle Earth and the Demon Realm. The two gods competed to draw this boundary."

"How do you know?"

"I have participated in this battle!"

"Then who wins and who loses this battle?"

"I don't know!"

"Didn't you say you knew everything?"

"At that time, I was caught by the founder of the mountain, and I left the battlefield in a hurry..."

"You actually participated in the battle between the two great gods? You are so powerful, how could you be defeated by a mortal, the Patriarch of Kunshan?"

"Don't ask any more, I don't know, I really don't know!"

There are dawn flowers in spring, bright moon in autumn, rain in summer and snow in winter, Mo Yan has never stopped.He went to sea every night and returned in the morning, day and night.

Seeing that he worked so hard, Cang Ming felt very distressed, but even with Cang Ming's persuasion, Mo Yan refused to rest for a while, let alone slack off.

From the day he imprisoned Hong Tongtian, he had been counting the time on his fingers.

ten years.

How can I forget everything about these ten years?

In his last life, he died in Kunshan ten years later.

This life is so precious, how can we not cherish it?

He has never told Cang Ming everything about his last life.That is his own hatred, his own past.

Those pains and hatreds, as well as the tragic past, will all be buried in his heart.The heart of the enemy should be dug out by oneself.

The 10-year skill of the Cangming Blood Sacrifice has already given enough and done enough for himself.

In this life, he will rely on himself to complete all these things, and he does not want to bring these things that cause pain and anger to Cangming, who is in happiness.

The giant dragon circled a sea area with its body in the sea, while Mo Yan floated on the sea, meditating and practicing.

Ten years later, he will definitely defeat Hong Tongtian and kill him with the "Dawn Breaking Hundred Thousand Sword" taught by him.

A millennium is but a snap of the fingers, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It was another winter snow season, the snow fell in the midair, and Mo Yan sat on the sea, motionless.

He has broken through the first level of the Mohist mentality, and is now practicing the second level.

His mana has increased by more than ten times than before, and there is no one in Kunshan who is his opponent except Hong Tongtian who is in retreat.

And since breaking through the second floor, Mo Yan no longer needs sleep, and his memory and comprehension have qualitatively improved compared to before.

It took him ten years to practice the first ten thousand swords of "One Hundred Thousand Swords of Breaking Dawn".

And when he reached the second level, he only spent five years practicing fifty thousand swords.

At this moment, he was silently practicing the fifty thousand swords in his heart.

Cang Ming circled his sweetheart in the center with his body, rested his head on his paws, and looked at Mo Yan.

The young man is slender, with a tight waist and strong limbs.She was dressed in white clothes, her long hair drifted away with the sea breeze, her phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and a tear hemorrhoid in the corner of her eye was particularly prominent. Even her serious and solemn expression was breathtakingly beautiful.

Cang Ming once again felt that besides his own advantages, Mo Yan was also good-looking.

His tail flicked gently in the sea, feeling extremely comfortable in his heart.

Suddenly, Mo Yan opened his eyes and looked towards Cang Ming: "I have learned something new and want to try it."

Cang Ming was happy to accompany him, he put away his body, turned into a human form, stood on the surface of the sea, and smiled at Mo Yan: "Come!"

The Qiushui sword changed suddenly on the sea surface, turning into thousands of flying swords, the green edge flickered, and the sword energy pierced through the air, piercing Cang Ming's vitals.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, and he flicked his fingers. In a moment, thousands of flying swords buzzed at the same time.

"Not fast enough! You'd better use all your mana for this blow!" Cang Ming said.

Mo Yan nodded, and he urged his physical strength and mana again to put it on the sword. The fiercer sword energy rolled up huge waves, like a dragon coming out of the water, like a dragon chasing the sun, hitting towards Cangming.

Cang Ming didn't dare to take it hard anymore, turned sideways to avoid it, and praised: "That's it, continue!"

Mo Yan smiled, and that smile almost dazzled Hua Cangming's eyes, almost getting him hit.

A moment later, a black dragon leaped across the sea, Cang Ming's voice carried a hint of warning: "Get ready, I won't be polite to you."

Mo Yan smiled, Jianfeng pointed obliquely: "Come on!"

The black dragon roared up.

One is quick to attack and has extraordinary magic power; the other has exquisite sword moves and sharp flying sword.One white and one black, two shadows intertwined on the sea, the snowflakes fell and melted quickly, and white mist rose around the two of them, filling the place.

In the end, Mo Yan was overwhelmed by the black dragon to the bottom of the sea.

Cang Ming's giant claws pressed against Mo Yan's waist, and in the black water, his scarlet eyes carried a provocative and playful smile.

Mo Yan raised his hand to surrender, seeing the black dragon not moving, so he reached out and hugged the dragon's paw to express his pleading.

Satisfied, the giant dragon let go of the man under its claws, carried him on his back, and swam to the shore of Qifeng City. After transforming into a human form, the two sat side by side.

"What do you think of me now? Who is better than my master?" Mo Yan's eyes were shining brightly.

Cang Ming said: "It is already invincible!"

Mo Yan snorted and was very dissatisfied: "My master has practiced a hundred thousand swords, and I have also been urged by the dawn technique. I have only learned half of the moves, and my mind is not right. Thanks to your flattering words!"

Seeing Mo Yan angry, Cang Ming felt as sweet as honey in his heart. He raised his hand behind Mo Yan's back several times, and put it down several times.

Mo Yan smiled and said, "However, even though I know it's a lie, I'm still happy in my heart."

Cang Ming finally made up his mind, put his hands on Mo Yan's shoulders, exerted a little force on his arms, and wrapped him in his arms.

"I fought against Dan Yangzi once, he is indeed very strong...you can hold up to fifty moves under him."

"Really?" Mo Yan was pleasantly surprised, Dan Yangzi is an immortal talent, he can ascend in 300 years.Being able to sustain fifty moves under his command meant that Mo Yan no longer had to worry about being killed by one blow.

Cang Ming nodded solemnly, he looked at the person in his arms, whether he was happy or angry, he made his mind flutter.

Just thought, forever.

"I won't lie to you!" Cang Ming's voice was low and hoarse, "I will never lie to you."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I don't believe it, you lied to me just now that I am invincible... um..."

That eyebrow-raised and teasing expression was too seductive, the sparkle of water on the red lips was too provocative, and the tone, intimacy, was tinged with slyness.

At this moment, the string in Cang Ming's heart was completely broken.

It's been five years, ever since I fed him dragon balls in the sea that year, I never dared to do that again.

Although they meet every day, even though their hearts are getting closer day by day, he still dare not be abrupt.

But it's not always possible to endure it, especially in Xiaoxuetian, when the person in his arms raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

The moment Cang Ming touched Mo Yan's lips, it felt as if thousands of stars were exploding in the universe.That dizzy and magnificent feeling made all his blood rush to his lower body.

"Well...you...don't be like this..." Mo Yan was almost suffocated by the kiss, he protested intermittently, but he was not really angry.

Cang Ming lightly licked and sucked those lips that he had been thinking about for a long time. When he was sure that the other party was not angry or willing to resist, he unceremoniously pried open the other party's teeth. Do as many things as you want to do in the past five years.

Mo Yan had never been kissed like this before. He was tightly bound on his broad chest by his powerful arms, and he was forced to be unable to breathe. He had to open his mouth and wanted to inhale, but he was greeted with even more violent rage.

He didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to hide carefully, but he was entangled and entangled wantonly.

Mo Yan stretched out his arms to hug Cang Ming, no longer dodged, and began to respond.

The two kissed more deeply, the snowflakes continued to fall, and it took an unknown amount of time before Cang Ming let go of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's eyes were full of mist, his eyes were a little lost, and he looked at Cang Ming with a nostalgic gaze.

That gaze shot straight into Cang Ming's heart, making his lower body swell and ache.

But not yet...

Cang Ming knew very well that Mo Yan would never be willing to spend a hundred years doing that kind of thing when he had just achieved a little success in Taoism.

He was even more unwilling to suck half of the blood from Mo Yan's body just for his own momentary desire.

He could only hold him tightly in his arms, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of pampering and forbearance: "Mo Yan..."

The voice was full of twists and turns, and Mo Yan raised his head slightly.

"I like you, I like you very much..." Cang Ming whispered, "What about you? You won't hate me anymore, right?"

Mo Yan's face was a little feverish, he didn't dare to look at Cang Ming, he just turned his head and looked into the depths of the sea: "I don't know, I have to think about it...I'll tell you tomorrow."

Cang Ming didn't ask, he just lowered his head again and sealed Mo Yan's lips.

In it, he conquered the city, plundered wantonly, entangled and chased him, and forced him to nowhere to retreat.

When their tongues were intertwined again, Mo Yan heard the voice in his heart: I like you too...

However, after the long kiss, they began to practice again. When the morning glow rose, Cang Ming turned into a dragon shape, carried Mo Yan on his back, and sent him back to Kunshan.

The two parted, and Cang Ming said, "I'll wait for you tomorrow."

"Okay!" Mo Yan felt the smell of Cang Ming in the air, and the warmth of his lips had not dissipated from the bottom of his heart, which made Mo Yan dare not laugh with Cang Ming as usual.

He just said with a rather solemn expression: "I will come tomorrow."

Cang Ming turned around, circled his tail in the sea, and left.

And Mo Yan was not in a hurry to go back, he was lying in the sea, floating slowly.

The morning sun shot out thousands of rays of light, shining on his body, the snow had already stopped, but the nostalgia in his heart seemed to never stop.

Throughout the day, Mo Yan was very happy. Hong Ruwen's confinement ended two years ago. Although he was released, he never dared to look for Mo Yan again, and made a detour when he saw him.

This time when Mo Yan went back to the mountain, he saw Hong Ruwen caught a glimpse of him and detoured again, which made Mo Yan feel more comfortable.

He went straight to the Sutra Pavilion, looking through Danyangzi's classics and notes.

Although he had always held out hope that he could find the Dawn Breaking Technique in the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

But after five years, he has almost read all the books in Kunshan Cangjing Pavilion, but there is no Dawn Breaking Technique among them.

Mo Yan never forgot the power of the dawn breaking technique he used when he fought Hong Tongtian at sea.

The Mohist mentality urged the Leaping Hundred Thousand Swords, but he still couldn't handle it with ease. This is his biggest problem now.

Even with a lot of mana, he couldn't cross this horizontal ditch.

It's like a scribe who is full of knowledge, but he is forced to write with his feet.Even if there is a beautiful article, the words are forced to be difficult by those clumsy feet.

He searched through the Sutra Pavilion for a whole day, but still found nothing, so he could only give up and go back to his room.

After the bamboo garden was washed away, Yuefeng was rebuilt.

Although Mo Yan can now freely enter the treasures in Kunshan, his residence is still the same as before. It is not extravagant inside, but the decoration is very fine.

This was the first time Mo Yan sat on the stone bench in a daze in broad daylight.

He watched the sun go down a little bit, thinking about tonight's agreement, he became a little restless.

For the first time, he didn't practice a single move during the day, and he didn't cultivate his mind.

When the sun was setting, Mo Yan couldn't hold back anymore and ran towards the beach.

He waited early at the place agreed upon by the two, it was still early and Cang Ming hadn't arrived yet.

Mo Yan was practicing by himself in that sea area, but in fact he didn't have much mind to practice, he just kept thinking about that question: how to answer Cang Ming.

Like it bluntly?It seems a little embarrassed.

But if he said he didn't like it, Cang Ming would be very disappointed, right?

Mo Yan found that he had never been so entangled in his heart. He thought for a while, and then smiled again.

What's the matter?To be blunt is enough, at least, Cang Ming should be very happy... He should be able to kiss himself, right?

Mo Yan felt that he missed that kiss a little bit, he bit his lip lightly, and came out of the sea, only to see that the sun had already set and the moon was slowly rising.

Cang Ming hasn't come yet?

Mo Yan thought to himself that he might be delayed by something. Although he has never been late for five years, rain or shine, Cang Ming is different. Sometimes he comes early and sometimes he comes late.

Therefore, it is normal to come a little late today.

The moon slowly crossed the sea and rose in midair.

It was already midnight, and Cang Ming still hadn't appeared.

Mo Yan had a bad feeling in his heart. In the past five years, Cang Ming had never missed an appointment. He would show up every day, even if he came late occasionally, it was because he was delayed in finding some rare treasures for him.

How could he be late this time?

Maybe, what's up with him?

Mo Yan continued to wait.

The night was long, the moon set, and the morning glow shone on him again, but Cang Ming still didn't come.

Mo Yan continued to wait in place, the sun rose and set, the moon hung in the sky again, Cang Ming still didn't come.

He waited on the spot for three days and three nights. Although he didn't want to admit it, he didn't dare to think about it, but he also realized the problem—something must have happened to Cang Ming, and he had to go find him!

Mo Yan immediately returned to Kunshan, told Yue Feng a few words, told him that he was going to travel around the world, and then set off.

As early as three years ago, Mo Yan competed with Yue Feng, and his strength was already higher than him. Now that his uncle wants to travel, Yue Feng naturally dare not stop him.He quickly prepared everything for Mo Yan, including the creation medicine, the spare flying sword, and even the gold and silver in the mortal world.

Finally, Yue Feng asked: "If the uncle wants to go to sea, do you need to prepare a boat?"

Mo Yan shook his head: "No, I can go with the sword."

Mo Yan has been used to walking in the sea these years, Yue Feng is not worried, he just told him: "Of course it's good for the uncle to go out and travel, but the master will leave the customs in five years, and it's best to come back then."

At this moment, Mo Yan is full of thoughts about Cang Ming, and he is not in the mood to care about Hong Tongtian's exit. He said: "Got it, you go!"

Yue Feng also prepared a blue bird for Mo Yan to communicate with Kunshan, and said that if something happened, he could use it to contact him, and he would definitely bring his disciples there.

After explaining everything, Mo Yan left Kunshan. He first went to Qifeng City to search, and then went to the sea area that Cang Ming usually loved to go to. He almost searched the entire Zhong Hai, but he did not see Cang Ming.

Mo Yan didn't know where to look for it, let alone whether he should go to the Demon Realm alone.

He turned around in the sea, and when he passed Qifeng City again, he found that there seemed to be traces of people in the city to the north.

Mo Yan remembered clearly that the last time he came, there was no one inside.

He flew with his sword, turned around in the air, and flew straight to the city wall on the north side of Qifeng Island.

There is a faint blue translucent enchantment around the city built on the mountain, and a city gate is opened near the main road.

When Mo Yan was just in mid-air, he had already seen the palaces, pavilions, towers and pavilions in the city. There were people in them, not just one person, and even mortal cooking smoke rising from them.

Mo Yan didn't dare to Meng Lang, he came to the gate of the city and saw that the gate was closed, so he said loudly: "Mo Yan of Kunshan pays his respects to the Lord of Qifeng."

After a while, the city gate opened wide, and two men about 27 or [-] years old, wearing blue robes, jade belts around their waists, and gold crowns on their heads, came out of the city.

Those two people came to Mo Yan and looked around. A slightly taller man asked, "Hey, kid, didn't you say Mr. Mo is here? Where is he?"

Mo Yan was taken aback, when did he become an "old man"?

He cupped his hands towards the two of them: "I am Mo Yan, I really don't dare to be an old man!"

The two men looked up and down at Mo Yan, with disbelief on their faces: "You are Mo Yan? Impossible...no...you can match in age, but...you should also match in appearance... "

The two of them really didn't believe that the young man in white clothes with no decoration on his body and simple clothes could be the famous Mo Yan.

Before the two could speak, Mo Yan saw another person coming from the city.

The man had silver hair, beard and eyebrows were all white, he was wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, cloud boots and python skin, and the clothes were extremely luxurious. Although he was a fairy, he was playing with two fruits in his hands like a mortal old man.

When Mo Yan saw this old man, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He was stunned for half a stick of incense before he realized, "Why, old man Jin is here!"

Jin Canshang laughed loudly, and said to the two 28-year-old men, "This is your Uncle Mo! You can't be wrong!"

The two men saluted hastily, and introduced themselves: "Jin Houde, junior, Jin Zaiwu, junior, has met my uncle."

Mo Yan hurriedly returned the gift, and asked why Mr. Jin suddenly appeared in Qifeng City.

While inviting Mo Yan into the city, Jin Canshang explained: It turned out that his daughter died in the devil five years ago. Although the Jin family took over their grandson, they never forgot to avenge their daughter. The demons of Miemen Bai's family traced all the way to this point, and they arrived in the city three days before Mo Yan.

Mo Yan asked casually, "Just the three of you?"

Jin Canshang shook his head: "Originally all three of Niuniu's brothers would come, but the fairy garden can't be left unattended, so only the eldest and second child came, and some of my disciples. By the way, my grandson also came .”

Mo Yan's footsteps faltered: "Bai Lian?"

Jin Canshang said: "Yes, why doesn't he come to seek revenge for his mother?"

Mo Yan looked around, but he didn't see Bai Lian's shadow. He felt a little strange. Jin Canshang explained: "My grandson is a person who is grateful and righteous. He said that this place is very close to Kunshan. If it wasn't for Kunshan's help back then, He has long been buried in the hands of the devil. So first go to Kunshan to pay a visit and thank you before coming back. Mr. Mo...you didn't bump into him?"

An ominous premonition surged in Mo Yan's heart, and he shook his head: "No, I've been out for a few days, probably... I missed it."

Jin Shenshang said: "That's really a coincidence. When Bai Lian was at home, he often talked about your kindness. He went to Kunshan, but he couldn't see you. He must be disappointed and sad. But it doesn't matter. Count the time, and he should come back today gone."

Jin Canshang hadn't finished speaking when he heard a loud voice outside the city: "Young Master of Kunshan, Hong Ruwen, pays respects to Mr. Jin."

Mo Yan's expression changed slightly, and Jin Houde rushed to greet him.

After a while, I saw Hong Ruwen and Bai Lian coming side by side, and behind them were Kunshan senior brother Yue Feng, Qi Yi, and several fourth-generation disciples.

They never expected that they would reunite with Mo Yan in Qifeng City.

Hong Ruwen was even more stunned when he saw that Mo Yan was there after that. It wasn't until Yue Feng coughed that Hong Ruwen woke up like a dream and bowed to the ground: "Ru Wen has met Master Uncle. Master...I really didn't expect that, Uncle Master is also here..."