Return to the Fairyland

At first, it was just like a trickle, and Mo Yan couldn't bear to leave his father's body, but later, as more and more power poured in, it came rushing like a vast sea.

Mo Yan had to sit cross-legged on the ground and began to attract these skills.

Purple streamer flowed from Mo Shengxie's body, surrounding Mo Yan.

The father and son practiced the same kind of skills, and the fusion speed was extremely fast.Mo Yan remembered that it took several months for Hong Tongtian to steal his father's skills in his previous life.However, at this time, the two belonged to the same origin, and the blood of father and son was connected. Mo Yan's body was the natural residence of Mo Shengxie's thousand-year-old skills.

In just an hour, Mo Yan opened his eyes again.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to run towards the crystal coffin.

However, he couldn't stop what he saw.

Mo Shengxie's body withered quickly after the last trace of mana flowed out, his body turned into ashes in an instant, the skin on his face peeled off, and his bones turned into powder.

The entire body, like a broken statue, fell to the ground with a crash, leaving only a pile of white powder condensed at the bottom of the crystal coffin.

"Father..." Mo Yan hugged the crystal coffin tightly. At this moment, he once again felt the grief of his father's departure.

Or maybe the father never left.

Mo Shengxie's most precious thing is always in Mo Yan's body, guiding him to overcome the impossible.

When Mo Yan turned around again and stood quietly outside the bundle of fairy formations, his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful.

"Hong Tongtian, it's time to solve everything!" Mo Yan stretched out his hand and removed the Immortal Binding Formation. The string of jade stones condensed with magic power returned to Mo Yan's wrist like a string of ordinary bracelets.

Hong Tongtian was trapped in the formation. Every time he took a step, he felt as if he had stepped into an abyss. It was obviously within a radius of less than ten meters, but he couldn't get out no matter what. , He tried countless ways to break the formation.But helplessly, Bai's transformation technique consumes too much mana, and it takes a long time to practice after each transformation.Especially when Hong Tongtian became Cang Ming with a cultivation base of 10 years, he even needed to practice for a whole year before he could recover his mana at his peak.

He thought he would be trapped here for a year or two, but to his surprise, when he hit the huge jade in front of him with all his strength, the previously motionless jade shook slightly, followed closely by Then, all the formation stones trembled one after another, rose from the ground, and finally disappeared into the air.

He thought it was the power of his blow, but when the white mist cleared and the spirit stone disappeared, Hong Tongtian saw a person standing in front of him.

The man was still dressed in white, and his expression hadn't changed in the past 15 years.

But there is another slight difference, that is a subtle change that naturally occurs after possessing a thousand years of skill in an instant.

Hong Tongtian held his sword tightly in his hand. At this moment, he instinctively felt the danger.

"Today, at this moment, is the time for us to make a thorough reckoning!" Mo Yan approached Hong Tongtian step by step, and said word by word.

How could Hong Tongtian be caught without a fight? He gathered his mana again and struck at Mo Yan. However, when he was in the air, the flying sword couldn't move any further.

A purple barrier opened in front of Mo Yan, and Hong Tongtian's flying sword was blocked by the purple barrier, unable to move forward at all.

Mo Yan tilted his head slightly, and the purple barrier gradually shrank, surrounding Hong Tongtian's flying sword.

With a bang, the flying sword was twisted into powder by the purple light and scattered in the air.

Mo Yan walked forward step by step, and Hong Tongtian caught a glimpse of the disappearing body in the crystal coffin.

At this moment, Hong Tongtian's face turned pale as paper, even though he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.But the facts cannot tolerate his disbelief.

Mo Yan had already taken away Mo Shengxie's skills, even Hong Tongtian in his heyday was no match for him.

Hong Tongtian felt that his legs were sore and weak, and he collapsed on the ground. He stared at Mo Yan in a daze, at his own appearance reflected by the opponent's sword light.

It looked like he was waiting to die in despair.

"You took my father's favor. You promised well at the beginning, but you never kept it!" Mo Yan slowly knelt down and looked at Hong Tongtian, "You don't want to teach me, but you hurt me everywhere, what do I have? The place is sorry for you? What did my father do to apologize to you?"

"I gave you a chance, I never took the initiative to murder you, I just want to live in peace. But, you can't even tolerate a ten-year-old child!" Mo Yan stared at the enemy of two lifetimes in front of him, All kinds of past and present lives overlap at this moment.

Caesarean section, betrayal, imprisoned himself in Zhanlongtai, and dedicated the infant spirit to Patriarch Qingyun. He was kind on the surface, but he repeatedly killed people behind his back.

Mo Yan's flying sword was flying in the air at this moment, buzzing, stabbing Hong Tongtian's eyebrows inch by inch.

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to calm down!" Mo Yan held the hilt of the sword hovering in mid-air, and if he pierced half an inch forward, it would pierce Hong Tongtian's sea of ​​consciousness and tear his immortal root away. To be destroyed is to make him no different from ordinary people.

Hong Tongtian looked at Mo Yan in horror, cold sweat dripping down his back. When facing the threat of death, his mind went blank for a moment, but after a moment, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly got up from the ground and knelt down Kowtow: "Junior brother! Junior brother! Spare me, spare my life! I can't die, it's still useful for you to keep me...It's still useful!"

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

The sound of Hong Tongtian's kowtow was especially clear in the empty Crystal Palace.

"You...your Hundred Thousand Swords of Breaking Dawn...don't feel like it's a pity that you don't have a mind to activate it? I...I'm the only one in Kunshan who knows the Breaking Dawn Technique...Junior Brother, please spare me, I'm willing to teach you the Breaking Dawn Technique ...I would like to recite the formula to you."

"If your sword move is not activated by the Dawn Breaking Technique, its power will be greatly reduced. I am no longer your threat. I am willing to hand over Kunshan's highest mental method... Please spare my life..."

Hong Tongtian's voice was miserable. Seeing that Mo Yan didn't seem to be moved at all, he was even more anxious and fearful. He immediately knelt on the ground and memorized the Dawn Breaking Technique.

"He who possesses vitality, the mother of heaven and earth, the root of the great way, the essence of yin and yang..."

Mo Yan was taken aback, since he practiced Daybreak Hundred Thousand Swords, the most regretful thing was that he didn't have the activation of Daybreak Technique, which made it difficult for Danyangzi to use the unique skill that became famous back then.

But at this moment, at the moment of life and death, Hong Tongtian was willing to use the dawn breaking technique.

Mo Yan condensed the light of his sword and looked at Hong Tongtian.

Hong Tongtian was sweating profusely, he didn't dare to tamper with the Dawn Breaking Technique, and the situation was urgent at this moment, even if he wanted to tamper with it, it would be too late to do it completely.If he offends Mo Yan, who has murderous intent, he will die even worse.

Hong Tongtian recited it word by word, trying to slow down as much as possible, even though he knew in his heart that after he had recited the mantra, it was time for him to die, but it was better to die later than now.

"Flowing water does not rot, and the door hinge does not rot. Gu Shangtian's movement is healthy and endless, and Qiyao's movement can last for a long time. At [-] o'clock in the noon, keep thinking about real fire, and walk across the jade pillow..." Hong Tongtian's voice trembled, but it was not It affected him to continue reciting, but the mental method of Daybreak Technique was not complicated at all, and the number of words was not too many. In less than an hour, he had already memorized them all.

Mo Yan turned the ring in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, this mentality had been deeply imprinted in his mind.

It seems that Patriarch Qingyun's Bowen strong sense ring is not only useful for the sword move of Breaking Dawn Hundred Thousand Swords, but also extremely useful for remembering the Breaking Dawn technique.

Mo Yan sneered and said, "It's over?"

Hong Tongtian looked at the sharp sword that was only half an inch away from his fairy bone, and said loudly: "No, no... not... not yet... Although junior brother has finished the formula of breaking the dawn, you will definitely learn it in the process of cultivation. Encountered a lot of problems...you...you can't kill me, you kill me, if you encounter problems...no one will ask. Brother, you are here to practice, I...I can't get out anyway, I am willing Teach you, I am willing to teach you everything I know."

Mo Yan smiled slightly, sat suspended in mid-air, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the mana in his body according to the cultivation method of the Daybreak Technique.

Seeing this, Hong Tongtian breathed a sigh of relief.

Back then, he practiced the dawn breaking technique for a full hundred years, but he hadn't reached the highest level yet.

But now, Mo Yan wants to practice here, no matter how smart he is, it is absolutely impossible without ten years of effort.

Ten years... Ten years is enough to do a lot of things by myself. Even in this Crystal Palace, ten years may not be impossible for me to find a chance to go out!

Hong Tongtian thought so, he even thought about how to sneak attack Mo Yan who was practicing in the second year when his mana was fully restored.

Hong Tongtian stared at Mo Yan intently, only to see that the young man sitting suspended in mid-air was instantly steamed with heat, and the white mist enveloped him.

Hong Tongtian's heart tightened, this is impossible!But in less than a stick of incense, Mo Yan was able to break through the first level of the Daybreak Technique!

However, what happened next was something that horrified Hong Tongtian even more.

Every time a stick of incense passed, Mo Yan's whole body was shrouded in white mist once, seven times in a row, without even a pause in the middle.

When Mo Yan opened his eyes again, Hong Tongtian went limp.

He originally planned to trap Mo Yan for ten years with the practice of breaking dawn, but he never expected that he would not be able to trap him for half an hour.

In just half an hour, Mo Yan had already cultivated to the seventh level-the highest level of dawn breaking technique.

"No--! This is impossible!" Hong Tongtian screamed like crazy. It took him a full 100 years, 100 years, and he was only at the fifth stage.

Mo Yan landed in mid-air, and slowly walked in front of Hong Tongtian, his voice was calm: "There is nothing impossible. The Daybreak technique itself is not how to cultivate mana, but to teach people how to use the cultivated mana to run backwards."

Hong Tongtian has cultivated for a hundred years, and most of the time he cultivated his own mana. Only when his mana reached a certain level, he used the dawn breaking technique to operate into the breaking dawn mental method.

And Mo Yan's own mana cultivation was about the same as Hong Tongtian's, and he had obtained his father's thousand-year mana power, and he easily broke through the highest level of the Dawn Breaking Technique just by breathing.

It was so easy to practice the Dawn Breaking Technique, which even Mo Yan himself could not have imagined.

"You are useless." Mo Yan said word by word, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed towards Hong Tongtian.

"No...no...! Brother, you can't kill me, I'm useful, I'm very useful...you can't kill me, you promised me!" Hong Tongtian yelled frantically, but he couldn't stop the flying sword from stabbing into one's spiritual roots.

The moment Hong Tongtian was pierced between the eyebrows, something seemed to collapse in his world.

Hundreds of years of cultivation, Zhou Quan's calculations all his life, at this moment, turned into nothingness.

The sea of ​​consciousness that all cultivators cherish the most, the original spiritual root of cultivating immortals, was ruthlessly pierced and destroyed by this sword.

Hong Tongtian seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. When Mo Yan's sword was drawn from between his eyebrows, he felt that he was already dead.

Yes, Mo Yan didn't kill him, just as Mo Yan himself said, "I didn't kill you because you raised me", but this situation is no different from killing him.

The mana was destroyed, the spiritual roots were smashed, and the sea of ​​consciousness was destroyed.

He fell back from a high-level practitioner and became a mortal again.Moreover, because the spiritual root was destroyed, it was impossible to embark on the road of practice again.

He has become a mortal forever, a mortal who has to face birth, old age, sickness and death, and is dying of old age.

He will die of old age in the Crystal Palace, perhaps before he dies of old age, as a mortal, he has already suffocated, starved to death, and died of thirst in such a place.

Mo Yan turned around, he was no longer an enemy of Hong Tongtian, because that person had already fallen into the lowest dust, and he was no longer his opponent.

Mo Yan walked towards the corridor of the Crystal Palace. When he reached the water curtain, he suddenly turned around and saw his father's ashes in the crystal coffin.

He didn't want his father to die with people like Hong Tongtian, so Mo Yan turned around and walked in.

At this moment, Hong Tongtian thought that Mo Yan had a sudden outburst of kindness. He crawled over the ground and wanted to hug Mo Yan's trouser legs to plead, but he didn't expect that Mo Yan didn't even look at him. The crystal coffin was put into a bag, and then left without looking back.

Hong Tongtian looked at the back of the heartless leaving, and suddenly remembered the arrangement Mo Yan made for the ten-year-old child when he first arrived in Kunshan that day - so that he would not be able to step into the fairyland for the rest of his life, and he would have to experience the beauty of being a mortal. All kinds of pain, when he is old and facing death, he hears his regretful cries.

At that time, how did Hong Tongtian think that this was his own destiny?

At this moment, he was so heartbroken that he collapsed on the ground, unable to get up again.

Mo Yan walked slowly along the corridor, and every step he took, he could feel his own mana growing continuously, and the mana he had just inherited from his father was now more deeply integrated into his sea of ​​inner alchemy.

When he walked to the exit of the corridor and saw the turbulent sea water at the exit, he suddenly felt his legs go weak, and he fell straight to the ground.

The magic power he cultivated in his body, the Kunshan mental method he learned later, Mo Shengxie's millennium skill, and finally the dawn technique taught by Hong Tongtian, were completely and perfectly integrated at this moment, making his cultivation base instantly improved. Breaking through the second stage, all kinds of mana merged and penetrated, and finally made him climb to the highest state of the Mohist mentality in a short period of time.

The huge force that came at that moment caused Mo Yan's muscles and bones to begin to reorganize. He could feel the bones being tempered inch by inch, his skin became extremely firm, and every organ in his body seemed to be cast by diamonds.

A moment later, Mo Yan stood up on the ground, and with a slight thought, he drew out the flying sword and swiped at his wrist.

The skin was tough and radiant, and the flying sword slid by without leaving any traces. Mo Yan condensed his own mana and urged the flying sword. This time, the skin was finally cut open, but it healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The healed area was still skin, without any scars, and not even a drop of blood spilled out.

He has been completely reborn and has reached the pinnacle of Taoism.

Mo Yan took a deep breath and jumped into the sea water at the exit.

It was noon at this moment, the sun was shining brightly, and the sun shone through the sea surface into the water. The sea water looked blue, Mo Yan could see thousands of miles, and the sea water at this moment seemed particularly clear to his eyes.

He swam out at the exit, and Xuanwu stretched out his claws at this moment, and slapped Mo Yan.

"Want to come out? It's not that easy, you have to beat me first!" Three Xuanwu carried the mountain, and one Xuanwu swam towards Mo Yan.

Five years ago, Mo Yan was almost killed by this Xuanwu's palm, but today, when this Xuanwu tested Mo Yan's kung fu again, Mo Yan stretched out his palm at the same moment.

With one palm and one claw hitting each other, the water surface was calm and there was no slightest ripple.

A man and a turtle confronted each other on the bottom of the sea. After a while, Mo Yan withdrew his palm and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You are not my opponent, get out of the way!"

That Xuanwu didn't move away, instead he circled around Mo Yan and put his paw on Mo Yan's shoulder: "From now on, you are my man!"

However, before Mo Yan could answer, that basalt was overturned by an angry black dragon, and the black dragon's sharp claws unceremoniously drew a paw print on the basalt's shell.

"He's mine! Whoever dares to rob me, I'll kill him first!" The black dragon was aggressive and brutal.

That Xuanwu rolled his eyes, didn't say anything, and silently climbed back to the foot of the mountain, and continued to pack the mountain honestly, without any extravagant thoughts.

Mo Yan reached out and hugged the black dragon's neck, and the huge dragon body gently wrapped him around.

Crazy whirlpools surged up at the bottom of the water at this moment.

A moment later, the whirling nest disappeared, a man with black hair and blood eyes, and a young man in white hugged each other tightly, and they were kissing passionately.

The domineering tongue penetrated into the opponent's mouth, sucking and biting frantically, as if wanting to embed the person in his arms into the body.

Although it was only a short two hours waiting outside, Cang Ming felt as long as a century.

"Yan, don't leave me half a step again, don't leave me alone in this kind of place again." Cang Ming's voice was slightly hoarse, he held his lover's face and kissed him non-stop.

Mo Yan also embraced Cang Ming at the same moment, and responded enthusiastically to him.

The long hair of the two floated in the sea, intertwined and intertwined in the distance, like a lingering and melodious tune.

"Okay, I will never leave you again!" Mo Yan's voice had a strong nasal tone. Although he didn't need to breathe, at this moment, he felt as if he was being suffocated by kisses.

Beams of light shot down from the sparkling sea and shone on the two of them, jumping non-stop with the waves, like spirits flickering in mid-air.

I don't know how long it took before the two separated, one black and one white, standing side by side at the bottom of the water, and after looking at each other, they clasped their hands tightly.

All the people who came to Kunshan to watch the ceremony were huddled on the shore at this moment, waiting for the return of the victors. They waited all night, and waited from morning to sunset, but suddenly they saw the sea full of golden light. Separated, there are two shadows walking towards the setting sun.

"It's Mo Yan!"

"Mo Yan won!"

"He... Who is the person next to him?"

Emperor Xuanyuan and his wife, who had been waiting for the shore, saw Mo Yan returned safely, and took a step forward to hold him back.

At this moment, Yue Feng was busy explaining who the man with black hair and blood eyes who came with Mo Yan was.

"This is a descendant of Qifeng City. Qifeng City was destroyed, and he is probably the only one left."

Bai Lian and Hong Ruwen had also been waiting for the final result. Seeing Mo Yan come out now, Hong Ruwen was fine, but Bai Lian staggered.

With the last sliver of hope, he walked up to Mo Yan, bowed deeply, and asked pleadingly, "Uncle...Hong...Where's Hong Shibo?"

Mo Yan glanced at Bai Lian, expressionless: "I have already cleaned up the house for the master! He was abolished of Taoism and immortality, and he was locked up in the Crystal Palace at the bottom of Kunshan Mountain."

These words were like a thunderbolt exploding on Bai Lian's head. Mo Yan's voice was so loud that almost all the immortals heard it.

At this moment, all the immortals looked at Mo Yan in disbelief. They wanted to question him, but they didn't dare.

All kinds of things emitted from the Yuanguang mirror were seen by everyone.

And it's clear who started the incident first.

Mo Yan glanced at the people on the shore, his voice was indifferent: "Do you have any objections?"

No one spoke first, and even Emperor Xuanyuan felt that it might not be justifiable to meddle in Kunshan's internal affairs.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on one person at this moment.

That person is currently the one who has the closest relationship with Kunshan and the one who has the most position to speak.

Surrounded by his children and grandchildren, old man Jin came, bowed slightly to Mo Yan, and bowed his hands in salute.

Mo Yan looked at Jin Canshang calmly, and the two looked at each other.After a while, Jin Canshang spoke slowly: "That villain Hong Tongtian has done many evils, and he deserves to die. Brother Mo, if you don't kill him, you just abolish his morality and deeds. You have done your best. It should be so!"

When Mr. Jin said this, many people looked at Bai Lian with strange eyes.

Even if no one knows the content of their previous transactions, but at this moment, they all understand one thing.

Even Mr. Jin, who was married to Hong Tongtian, was supporting Mo Yan at this moment, so what position did he have to oppose this matter?

At the same moment, Bai Lian looked at his grandfather almost in despair. He seemed to have suddenly realized something, ran over and knelt down with a plop: "Grandpa! Grandpa, I can't marry Hong Ruwen, I can't... I can't!"

Jin Shenshang turned his face slightly, unable to bear to hear his grandson's pleading.

And Hong Ruwen couldn't believe what he heard. Although he was poisoned by the Jin family's sacred medicine, Bai Lian had already obtained the antidote when Mo Yan and Hong Tongtian fought.

He always thought that it was Bai Lian who fell in love with him bitterly and couldn't pursue him, but he didn't expect that when something happened to his father, the first to turn his face was this younger brother Lian who kept saying he loved him to the bone.

Hong Ruwen took a step forward and walked towards Bai Lian. He waved his hand and wanted to slap him fiercely, but he was stopped halfway through his hand.

Jin Ruoshui, the third son of the Jin family, had a fierce look on his face. He stared at Hong Ruwen with a shuddering voice, "No matter how he is, he is also my nephew. My nephew of the Jin family is allotted to you. Does it mean that you have been humiliated? The blood oath was already made back then. Next, do you want to kill someone to break your oath now?"

Overnight, Hong Ruwen encountered his father's downfall, Bai Lian's betrayal, and made himself a fool of himself in front of everyone.

He looked back at Mo Yan, only to see that the person who was once very close to him was now far away from him.

Not only was it far away, but beside that man, there was already another man who was more suitable for him.

At this moment, Hong Ruwen suddenly felt heartbroken, he clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally put his hand down slowly.

"Today is a good day for you. Even if your father is gone, our Jin family is not a treacherous person. This relationship is considered settled today!" Jin Ruoshui lifted Bai Lian and threw it into Hong Ruwen's arms .

At this moment, Bai Lian's last glimmer of hope has also been shattered.

Today should have been his happiest and most glorious day, and it should have been the day when he got engaged to the young master of Kunshan.He even imagined how he would squeeze out Mo Yan after marrying Hong Ruwen, and how he would be successful in all directions in Kunshan.

But now, everything has changed, and everything has been destroyed.