Chapter 1299 Prisoner 02
Mo Xiuyao, Taoist name Xuanjue, was born with sword bones.

As soon as he was born, auspicious clouds filled the sky, birds sang songs, and flowers bloomed everywhere.

Mo Linguo enshrined it as auspicious, and handed it over to the national teacher Honglian to raise it. At the age of five, the sword bone first appeared, which attracted the attention of Emperor Feng Jianzun of the Sanqing Emperor, and was taken as a disciple to travel around until the age of eight. After returning to the Zongmen, he retreated for several years until Jindanfang was allowed to go down the mountain.

"No.60 Jiu Dao, he has drawn his sword!"

After being baptized by dozens of thunderstorms, the man's jacket had already been torn to pieces, exposing his firm chest covered with thunder marks.

When the purple tribulation thunder fell again, he placed his bone-like jade-like hand on the spine of the back of his neck. In an instant, the sword bone moved, facing the pouring purple thunder——

The people at the foot of the mountain were also shaken, and were even almost affected by the body protection formation. After inputting spiritual energy, the formation was stabilized. At the same time, looking at the top of the mountain, I saw that the man was smashed into pieces by the sword bone. Lei was submerged in it and disappeared.

"No.70 is second!"

From this moment on, Mo Xiuyao is undoubtedly the monk who has survived the most kalpas in the thousand years of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm.

"The last nine are the hardest..."

No matter how strong a monk's body is, it is impossible to be permanently damaged under the thunderstorm. Even if the power of thunder can be refined, it is only a superficial skill, and it has not been refined to the purification part. hurt.

The last nine paths are mixed with the most difficult inner demons for monks, including desire for love, desire for hatred, desire for joy, etc., even if you cultivate too high and forgetting emotions, it is impossible not to be unaffected, let alone a person who is only two hundred years old. A monk at the age of [-], has experienced too little in this life...

Mo xiuyao's talent in practice is unmatched by anyone, but because of this, he has too little contact with people, does not understand human emotions at all, and is more likely to fall into various evil desires and demons.

"I remember that Gu Haode of the Sanqing Sect fell on it." The man survived, but unfortunately he became a lunatic, and after the cholera cultivation world was suppressed by the various sects, he couldn't be killed because he His body is already half-immortal, and there is no sharp weapon in the world that can hurt him at all.

In the end, the major sects imprisoned him in the Demon Suo Tower, using Taiqing Xuansuo to protect his sanity.

But also because of this, this Taiqing Xuansuo is a divine weapon, there is only one, if someone like Gu Haode comes again, they really can't bear it, so this Mo Xiuyao must succeed, all their hopes are placed on him ——

"One No. 80!"

The originally towering Tianqiong Mountain finally collapsed under the thunder after another.

Fortunately, the masters at the foot of the mountain transferred their disciples, otherwise, in this thunder disaster, there would inevitably be casualties, which would be counted on the people who were going through the disaster.

"He succeeded!"

When the last tribulation thunder came, the person who was going through the tribulation was almost left with a skeleton, and his whole body was destroyed by the thunder calamity...

But after No. 80, a tribulation and thunder passed, and a rain of celestial light rained from the sky, falling on the jade-like skeleton, reshaping the physical body.

……

At the same time, the powerful people under the mountain are extremely happy in their hearts!

They were also bathed in this fairy rain all the time, and as soon as they lowered their eyes, they felt the awe-inspiring meaning from the sky!
"how so……"

Chifeng Sword Master looked up at the sky in disbelief: What was that just now?Is it the will of heaven?

"Kill!" Before everyone could react, Baili Tianyun opened his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

At this moment, he finally understood that he had the answer to the hexagrams that he had been pondering for 200 years.

(End of this chapter)

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