Return to the Fairyland

Mo Yan walked towards the figure in front of him in the dust, and the face of Patriarch Qingyun had never appeared in front of him so clearly.

With a whoosh, the Qiushui sword came out of its sheath, and the three-foot green peak turned into a huge sword glow in midair, and struck towards Patriarch Qingyun.

Rumble!

The ground trembled from this blow, the magma churned, and the red ground fire once again accumulated rapidly.

Patriarch Qingyun's shadow was split in two, but quickly closed again.

"This is impossible! This is not true!" Mo Yan felt a surge of panic in his heart. He suddenly woke up and looked behind him.

The daughter suddenly disappeared without a trace, who took her away?

"Daddy, what's the matter with you, Daddy?" The surrounding scene suddenly disappeared and turned into pitch blackness. Mo Yan kept searching for his daughter in the darkness. He seemed to hear the voice of the child calling him, and wanted to go to him. He rushed there, but the voice became more and more ethereal, as if it came from the sky.

He followed the daughter's cry for help, and he pushed through the darkness, only to see a large hall.

The apse of Kunshan.

In the main hall, a Buddha with a compassionate face sits high above the hall, with a food box in front of him.

Mo Yan kept saying to himself in his heart: This is a fantasy, it's a fantasy, it's not real Patriarch Qingyun, it's his own demon.The daughter is still waiting to be rescued by herself, and she absolutely cannot be immersed in this kind of demon at this time.

But then he saw the food box being opened, and on the offering plate, the baby made of two intertwined breaths, one black and one purple, was crying helplessly.

"Eat it, immediately ascend..."

Mo Yan closed his eyes, not to look at these disturbances, but even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't get rid of the scene in front of him.

Patriarch Qingyun stretched out his hand towards the baby, a miserable cry resounded in the air, and two breaths, one purple and one black, were separated violently.

"Stop!" Mo Yan yelled loudly, the sword behind his back buzzed, and finally unsheathed, turned into ten thousand sword shadows, and struck towards Qingyun.

The crying of the baby continued, but Mo Yan had already started fighting with the imaginary Patriarch Qingyun.

He launched round after round of attacks, but he couldn't kill the man no matter what.

He set off the power to overthrow the sun and the moon, but the enemy is always reborn from the ashes.

Mo Yan's ears could no longer hear any sound from the outside world, nor could he see anything outside.

In the dark, he struggled with demons, getting deeper and deeper.

"Daddy!" Chongkui fell to the ground, she looked at her father who was walking away, she didn't understand why his father suddenly left her.

She tried to crawl towards her father, but the surrounding smoke and dust were too heavy, and when she crawled through the smoke and dust, she couldn't see her father's shadow at all.

Chongkui didn't know where her father had gone or what happened to her father. She sat on the ground and looked around. What she saw were flames and magma scattered everywhere like purgatory. The surrounding area was getting hotter and scorched. .

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the smoke and dust, Chongkui raised his head, and saw the black dragon rolling in mid-air while the smoke and dust disappeared, he let out bursts of roars, and stretched out his sharp claws towards Patriarch Qingyun.

It turned out that the moment Chongkui was rescued by Mo Yan, Cang Ming also made a move. He flew down in mid-air and stretched out his black sharp claws towards Patriarch Qingyun.

Each blow drives the power of the wind to spin in mid-air, creating a tornado from the ground to the sky.

"Okay! There are so many people here today, so I'll arrest you all for alchemy!" Patriarch Qingyun chanted a mantra in mid-air, his body was a hundred times bigger, and he struck the black dragon with both palms.

With a bang, the ground trembled, and the black dragon swiftly avoided the palm, and the giant palm that fell through hit the ground, forming a deep palm-shaped depression.

The ground fire gathered in this depression, rose up, and sprayed into the air like a fountain.

Every time Patriarch Qingyun hits, there will be a fountain of magma on the ground, and the black dragon will emit lightning in the air, and its sharp claws will slash in the air, stirring up the entire refining place into a cloud of dust to block out the sun.

Both of them used the strongest moves, boom!A loud noise erupted in the dust cloud, Patriarch Qingyun was hit by the black dragon on his real body and fell to the ground, he began to flee in a hurry, hiding in all kinds of dust, but suddenly saw Chongkui on the ground .

Patriarch Qingyun was overjoyed, and just wanted to go forward to grab this elixir that instantly nourishes and enhances the power, but he didn't expect the black dragon to roar down, and he opened his mouth and put Chongkui in his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Cang Ming asked.

Chongkui crawled out of Cang Ming's mouth, and climbed onto the back of the black dragon along his nose. She tightly grasped the dragon's horns and shook her head: "I'm fine! The black dragon is going to kill this bad guy!"

Cang Ming roared towards Patriarch Qingyun, Mu Cihang recited a spell and kept running away.

One chasing, one fleeing, Cangming's dragon body grew bigger and bigger in the dust, and finally blocked all the escape routes of Patriarch Qingyun, trapping him in it.

Patriarch Qingyun was desperate, and behind him was Juding Mountain, the place of refining. The place was already filled with magma, and it was impossible to enter.

He raised his head, the only way out was in the sky above his head, Qingyun Patriarch flew towards the sky recklessly.

It was dark all around, and Mo Yan felt that every move he could not hit the real Patriarch Qingyun, as if this person had thousands of incarnations.

He used the Breaking Dawn Hundred Thousand Sword with every move, using the Breaking Dawn technique to push it. Although he set off monstrous waves and destroyed the apse and even the entire Kunshan Mountain, Patriarch Qingyun still existed.

Holding the crying child in his hand, he fled around. Mo Yan chased after him, frantically motivating his mind, and hit him.

The surrounding area is getting hotter and hotter. It is obviously dark night and humid Kunshan, but it seems to be in a flaming mountain.

Suddenly, the ancestor Qingyun who fled away disappeared, he grabbed his child and escaped again in front of him!

"Never allow it!" Mo Yan roared, he used all his spiritual sense to check, and opened his eyes wide.

When his eyes and spiritual sense were used to the extreme, it was as if a hole had been torn open in the darkness, and a glimmer of light was revealed through the hole.

It was a dusty place, and Patriarch Qingyun was there!

The black giant dragon blocked all the escape routes of Patriarch Qingyun, and the only way out was the sky.

The enemy that is deep in his memory is constantly climbing and flying towards the sky at this moment, like a cannonball fired.

At this moment, Mo Yan gathered all his mana and activated the Daybreak Technique.

The long sword behind him radiated white light in the air, passing through illusion and reality, and with the speed of a gust of wind, he struck towards Patriarch Qingyun who wanted to escape.

The last sword of the Hundred Thousand Swords of Breaking Dawn is also the most powerful sword - Breaking Dawn.

boom!The huge sword hit Patriarch Qingyun who was trying to escape and was about to run away.

Mu Cihang fell in mid-air, and at the same moment he fell, he looked back at the person who had fatally attacked him.

That was Mo Yan who was standing at the farthest point in the refining place, who was being tortured by the inner demons and had not yet walked out.

Patriarch Qingyun remembered that the last time he faced this young monk, a mere mirage could defeat him, and he knew that this monk's inner demon was extremely powerful.

This time, facing the crisis of being pinched by the black dragon and Mo Yan, he used his own body as a bait to lure Mo Yan's demons, making him sink into it and unable to escape.

But unexpectedly, at the most critical moment, this cultivator was able to struggle out and see the real world.

He even didn't expect that this monk who had only practiced Taoism for 20 years could actually issue the sword of "Dawn" in the illusion and shoot down his real body.

boom!

Mu Cihang landed on the edge of the cauldron of the refining cauldron, at this moment, the sword fairy at the bottom of the cauldron finally climbed out of it.

The cauldron of refining has been completely ignited during the fight between the two sides, and the lid of the cauldron is slowly closing under the movement of the ground fire.

Do you want to go up and sweep Patriarch Qingyun down from the cauldron?Cang Ming looked at the rising ground fire and hot magma, and suddenly hesitated.If he wanted to chase and fight, he might be buried in the cauldron.With such a high temperature and fiery magma, it might even burn itself.

Just when Cang Ming was hesitating, not knowing whether he should go forward, a purple dragon flew out of his head.

Cang Ming has experienced tens of thousands of battles, and has an accurate assessment of each battle.He won't put himself in half danger, so he will hesitate when he sees this scene.

And Chongkui was born less than a hundred days ago, she has not yet learned what is fear, what is fear.

She possesses the most primitive and purest courage of the Dragon Clan.That is to never be afraid in battle, even if we die together, never run away and retreat.

Like an arrow leaving the string, the purple dragon rushed towards Patriarch Qingyun who was dangling beside the cauldron.

Mu Cihang, who had just been hit by the Daybreak Divine Sword and hadn't recovered yet, was caught by the oncoming dragon at this moment, and finally couldn't stand still, was rolled up by Chongkui, and fell to the bottom of the tripod.

"No! Chongkui! Come back! Come back!" Cang Ming never expected that his daughter would launch an attack at such a time. He watched his daughter fall into the bottom of the cauldron with Patriarch Qingyun, and suddenly felt a burst of madness.

That is the cauldron of refinement, even if you enter it, you will die! !

Cang Ming roared in the air, watching helplessly as the lid of the huge furnace was slowly closed under the operation of the ground fire.

But at the moment when it was about to close, a cyan light shot out from the cauldron, and with a bang, the sword fairy landed on the ground.

boom!The lid of the cauldron was finally closed, Patriarch Qingyun's screams came out, and the ground fire quickly accumulated towards the bottom of the furnace, igniting a raging fire.

"Chongkui! Chongkui..." Cang Ming covered his head in pain, he walked towards the sword fairy who had just escaped from the cauldron, and grabbed Ren Xiaoyao with his sharp minions, "You killed my daughter! Take your life!"

The dragon's roar gathered thunder and lightning from the sky, but Ren Xiaoyao just put his index finger on his mouth and made a "shh" motion.

He lifted up his coat, and found a little purple dragon, covered in dust, lying pitifully on his chest, looking up at the angry black dragon.

"Unfortunately, my sword fell inside!" Ren Xiaoyao was a little regretful, he grabbed Chongkui's tail at a critical moment, but dropped the flying sword that had been with him for many years into the refining cauldron .

"Chongkui!" Cang Ming felt that he was about to cry, and stretched out his arms towards his daughter.

The little purple dragon blinked at him, then turned his head away after a while: "I still don't like you!"

Cang Ming slapped his daughter with a slap, and then wrapped her tightly in his arms.

The purple little dragon rubbed its chin against the black dragon's neck. At this moment, she suddenly felt that although the black dragon's father was not as good as Daddy Mo, he was not bad.

At least, he still likes himself.

The little purple dragon flicked its tail lightly, feeling a burst of joy in her heart, and when she turned her head, she saw someone she liked even more.

Chongkui broke free from Cang Ming's arms, turned into a human form, ran towards Mo Yan, and opened his arms: "Daddy!"

Mo Yan's face was full of anxiety, his eyes were blood red, and his hands were trembling non-stop, grasping something in the air, as if he was about to close something.

"Daddy!" Chongkui threw himself into Mo Yan's arms.

"Don't go!" Cang Ming shouted loudly, but it was already too late.

Chongkui, who was full of joy, was strangled by Mo Yan.

It was Mo Yan who was disturbed by the inner demon and had not been able to get out until now.

The last time Cang Ming encountered Mo Yan like this, it took him more than ten days to recover.That was the scene that Mo Yan saw in the sea of ​​past lives in the heart demon.

Now Bai Lian, Hong Tongtian, and Hong Ruwen have all dissipated, and even Patriarch Qingyun has been imprisoned in the refining cauldron and stripped of his essence.

Mo Yan is still in the demon, why can't he get out, and what did he see?

Cang Ming didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't even dare to go forward to persuade him.

Mo Yan never recovered after giving birth, just at a critical moment he activated the Breaking Dawn Technique to shoot down Patriarch Qingyun, which already caused his mana to be greatly damaged.

At this moment, the wound on his abdomen opened again, and the blood kept dripping down.

"No! Don't separate, close it for me, close it!"

Mo Yan fell into darkness again, and he finally snatched his child back from Patriarch Qingyun's hand.

But the two separated black and purple auras couldn't come back.

He grabbed those two qi, wanted to close them, and wanted to save his child.

He couldn't grasp it before, and the two strands of spiritual energy were gradually dissipating.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that he had grasped something real.

With his hands, he forcefully closed the two breaths he had grasped.

But that aura seemed to be extremely unwilling, struggling vigorously, and refused to cooperate no matter what.

Mo Yan's heart became more anxious, the baby's appearance was gradually blurred, and the aura was dissipating, but he still refused to cooperate, he could only hastily mobilize his mana.

But I heard the baby screaming more tragically.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, Daddy will definitely save you and bring you back!"

Mo Yan doubled the strength in his hand, grabbed the two strands of aura, and squeezed towards the middle, trying to restore them to their baby appearance.

"Daddy!" Mo Yan pinched Chongkui's neck tightly, and she struggled vigorously, but every time she struggled, the strength in her hand became stronger.

She felt that her father began to use his power to contend with her, so she also used all her strength to fight for her life.

Pfft, a huge column of blood spurted out from Mo Yan's body. It was after he exhausted all his energy and mana that the wound ruptured again, even more severely.

"Daddy...don't...don't pinch me..." Chongkui was almost suffocated by the pinch, she looked like a dragon, her body kept struggling and bouncing.

Cang Ming watched this scene from the sidelines, anxious but unable to do anything.He knew all about Mo Yan's previous life, so even though he couldn't enter Mo Yan's heart at this moment, he could still guess what happened.

Mo Yan must have seen the scene where the baby in the previous life was separated in his heart demon. He wanted to forcefully close the baby separated by Qingyun Patriarch. He was desperately exerting mana in an attempt to close the two breaths.

Go to prevent him from choking Chongkui to death, Mo Yan will not be able to fulfill his final wish in the illusion, and he will definitely fall into the demon forever, unable to wake up, and maybe even die just like that!

But if he didn't stop him, his daughter would be strangled to death by him.

Cang Ming has never encountered such a difficult situation. On the one hand, he is a blood relative, and on the other hand, he is the love of his life.

He didn't know what to do at all, he could only use his body to surround his daughter and Mo Yan, and shouted in Mo Yan's ear: "Yan, wake up! Wake up!"

But Mo Yan still couldn't wake up.

The harder Chongkui struggled, the more force he used to suppress her.

puff!

The wound opened again, and the blood stained his clothes red, spraying all over Chongkui's face.

Chongkui stared blankly at her father who was about to strangle her to death. She was too young to understand what happened. She only knew one thing.

If he still struggled to survive, then his father was about to die.

The blood gradually soaked out, submerging half of Chongkui's body in it. At this moment, she suddenly stopped struggling.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye, it was the first time she cried since she was born.

There was a sudden downpour of rain from the sky, which is something that only happens when the Dragon Clan is crying.

"Daddy...don't you like me anymore? You...don't want me anymore?" Chongkui felt that she couldn't breathe anymore, and all her strength was lost after she stopped struggling, and she turned into her original form.

The half-human, half-dragon girl's face was smothered purple, she said softly: "Daddy...I don't want to die...I'm suddenly afraid of death..."

The torrential rain washed the ground, and Mo Yan in the darkness suddenly felt that the two strands of aura he had grasped finally stopped struggling, and the torn baby was finally closed by him.

The baby's voice was weak, and it could be heard clearly even amidst the huge roar.

"Daddy...I don't want to die...I'm suddenly afraid of death..."

whispered the baby.

Come alive!That child is alive!

Mo Yan let go of his hand and opened his eyes suddenly.

What he saw shocked him.

Chongkui fell into his arms, and the torrential rain crazily swept across the refining land, dousing the hot magma abruptly.

Mo Yan looked at his daughter who was burned into coal and pinched by himself on the verge of death, and finally understood what happened.

He felt a dull pain in his heart, and hugged his daughter tightly.

Chongkui kept crying and hugged his father tightly.

At that moment just now, she suddenly understood the meaning of death, and suddenly knew the fear of death.

She understands more important things than death.That is, she is more afraid of losing her father than death.

At the last moment, she made a choice, and suddenly understood what a choice is.

"Chongkui..." Mo Yan's voice choked up, the daughter was still alive, whether it was in the illusion or in reality, the baby was alive.

At this moment, Mo Yan's inner demons finally completely dissipated. He hugged his daughter tightly, and Cang Ming used his tail to circle his family.

Chongkui nestled in Mo Yan's arms, gradually returning to Jackie Chan's appearance, her head gently rubbing against Mo Yan's chin.

The torrential rain washed away the smoke and dust on this land extremely cleanly. After the rain stopped, the sky would be clear and the sight would be infinitely wide.

Mo Yan let go of his daughter, looked distressed at the fingerprints on her neck that had not yet dissipated, and asked, "Does it hurt? Did you get scared just now?"

Chongkui shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Before he finished speaking, Chongkui jumped out of Mo Yan's arms and ran towards the refining cauldron behind him.

The fire was extinguished, and the lid of the tripod was gradually opened.

Chongkui and Ren Xiaoyao climbed to the edge of the tripod to look in.

But he saw that there was another green light entangled on Ren Xiaoyao's flying sword.It was Patriarch Qingyun who was refined together with Feijian in the refining cauldron. In the end, his body died, his soul was stripped off, and he merged with the sword body. Flying sword.