Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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Two escape lights, one red and one white, fell on the top of the mountain, showing the two figures of Moqiu and Vientiane.

Standing on the top of the mountain, he looked down and saw the sight of the forest below.

There is a simple courtyard in the forest, a fence made of bamboo and wood, and a house built of wooden slats. It is simple and full of details.

There is a vacant lot behind the yard.

Two people are fighting in the open space.

A man with a majestic body and an old-fashioned appearance, dressed in a coat of animal skin, is the patriarch of the ancestor Taihao.

With his bare hands, his body tossed and fisted, his fists and claws changed, each move was exquisite, and the wind whistled along with each other.

Obviously, when the move was made, the inner strength was vigorous.

The opponent is a child.

The child has red lips and white teeth, but he is only five or six years old.

The sword danced into a ball of red light in his hands, sometimes as beautiful as a dragon, sometimes as agile as a fox.

Even though he was young, his martial arts skills were unfolding, and he was somewhat of a grand master.

Facing Taihao's fist, he didn't fall into the wind.

"Zheng!"

The long sword trembled lightly, and a cloud of red glow suddenly burst out.

Tai Hao's complexion was stern, and he dared not resist it for a while, his palms were frozen, and his palms evolved, and bursts of energy blasted through the air.

"Li Huo Sword!"

The child's eyes are solemn, the long sword is drawn, and the person walks with the sword, turning into a touch of red light to shuttle through the air, cutting hundreds of thousands in an instant.

"good!"

Tai Hao's spirit was shocked, he couldn't help but scream, and at the same time he flicked his ten fingers, and all around his body was phantom, colliding with the sword light.

"Ding…"

"Dangdang!"

The clashing sound is endless, like rain hitting a lute, rushing and pleasing to the ear.

"Peng!"

With a loud noise, the two each backed away.

"Haha..." Taihao looked up to the sky and laughed, with a cheerful expression on his face:

"Shang'er, you are really clever and extraordinary. This Lihuo Killing Sword can already provoke the real fire in your body, and you are about to become a sword force on your own."

"When the time comes, even I will evade my edge temporarily."

"Uncle Taihao passed the award." The child also looked excited, but although he was young and had a good temperament, he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart:

"Shang'er's progress depends entirely on the teacher's teaching and the training of your uncles and uncles."

"You!" Tai Hao stretched out his hand and shook his head again and again:

"At a young age, being so prudent may not be a good thing, and sometimes having a presumptuous personality may not necessarily be a bad thing."

"I don't know how Mo Qiu taught you how to teach you such a personality."

"What?" At this moment, Mo Qiu's voice came:

"Patriarch Taihao is blaming me?"

"How dare, how dare." Taihao turned around, smiling and arching his hands:

"It's just looking at the appearance of Young Master Jiang Shang, I'm not used to it. The children in the clan, but all of them are bullies."

Mo Qiu did not deliberately cover up their breath, Jiang Shang hadn't noticed it when he was young, but he had known that someone was watching.

"Shang'er's internal fire is so powerful that it will also make his personality irritable, which is not a good thing for him." Mo Qiu explained with a smile:

"A more calm personality can also suppress one or two."

"Master!"

Seeing Mo Qiu, Jiang Shang's eyes lit up, and he saw him in a solemn voice. He was respectful and well-mannered. He was indeed a little adult.

However, the sight of Vientiane still brings some curiosity.

Obviously the child's xinxing is still there.

Since he was born, he has not seen many living people, including several elders, priests, Taihao Moqiu and others.

The others are all phantoms evolved by the master.

"He is Jiang Shang?"

Vientiane frowned:

"age…"

"I have a law, but I can dream for a thousand years." Moqiu said:

"So even though Shang'er is young, his soul is not weak. He has been in the Sea of ​​Knowledge for 18 years, so he can't be equal to an ordinary child."

As for the physical body.

Jiang Shang's current cultivation level has reached Daoji Consummation, and it is easy to make himself look a few years older.

Actually.

He is still under the age.

The physical body is five or six years old, the mind is seventeen or eighteen, and the actual age is less than one year old, which can be considered a strange story.

"One dream for a thousand years." Vientiane was clear.

Taiyizong also has a lot of such spells, but it is extremely difficult to cast on a newborn child without hurting his weak soul.

Even if it was the real Yuan Ying, it wouldn't be a success.

However, Quanzhen Dao is already proficient in Divine Soul Secret Art, Moqiu is often unexpected, and its strength is unpredictable, which is not surprising.

"Shang Er!"

Do not ask Jiang Shang to beckon:

"Come and meet your Master Vientiane."

"Yes." Jiang Shangying stepped forward and knelt on one knee:

"Knock to Vientiane..."

"do not!"

Vientiane stretched out his hand and shook his head slowly:

"I can't afford it."

"Actually, Wanmou also wants to worship Quanzhen Taoist school, but I don't know if Daozhu can accept me, an overly old apprentice?"

"If it succeeds, I'm still your junior, so I shouldn't have this worship."

With that, he looked at Mo Qiu.

"Ok?"

Do not ask for a daze, puzzled:

"Friend Wandao, this is..."

"Wanm really thinks so sincerely." Vientiane was solemn:

"Mo Daozhu doesn't need to mind the teacher, Wan Mou has already obtained the approval of the suzerain. If you want to leave the main peak, you can do it at any time."

"This..." Mo Qiu frowned and asked:

"Why?"

Compared with the Taiyi Sect's main line, Quanzhen Dao has a shallow foundation, and the path of Vientiane has been set, and it is impossible to modify Quanzhen Dao, so there is really no need to change to the division.

What's more, I still don't ask for a teacher.

"I want to stay."

Vientiane retracted his gaze and sighed softly:

"Before Wanm entered the Tao, I regretted that he could not protect one of the people. This is a knot in my heart, so I don't plan to go back this time."

"Mo Dao Master, Wan Mou worships Quanzhen Dao, sincerely, without adulteration. If Dao Master doesn't believe it, you can search for the soul."

His face was calm and solemn.

At the time of the advanced Yuan Ying, lost in the illusion of mind, in order to get out of trouble, Vientiane once made a big oath to protect the people of one party.

Nowadays, it is also to make up for the regrets of the past.

And staying as a disciple of Quanzhen Dao is naturally far more appropriate than staying as a disciple of Taiyi Sect Master.

Mo Qiu was only slightly surprised at this, and he came back to his senses.

He had long discovered that Vientiane, as the master of the Golden Core, treated the ordinary people buried in the Dragon Sky with pity that was different from other monks.

Half sympathy, half sympathy.

It's normal to stay to protect one party.

but…

"Don't mention the matter of apprenticeship." Mo Qiu waved his hand and thought for a while.

"If the Daoist is really willing to join Quanzhen Dao, Mo Mou can accept you as his junior, but he will eventually report this matter to Sect Master Ming."

"Does fellow Taoist think so?"

"Okay!" Vientiane's eyes lit up, and he clasped his fists toward Mo Qiu:

"Vientiane, I have seen brother!"

"Haha..." Mo Qiu said with a smile:

"Wan...Junior brother, don't do this first. Will the Sovereign agree to this matter? Let's talk about it. The elder may not be willing to have one Yuan Ying in the main line."

"Senior brother is too worried." Vientiane shook his head:

"Taiyi Sect is not a place where strong people are difficult, and the lord has long known that Wan has his own ambitions, and he has persuaded me to change my path before."

"If so, it's just right."

Don't ask for a nod:

"But you really don't plan to leave?"

"Not bad." Vientiane sternly said:

"I also hope that the Taoist master will complete it!"

Don't ask for a face and groan.

...

Wanxiang's heart is determined, and he has nothing to say. Although it is a bit regretful, it is a great thing for the Dragon Burying Heaven Human Race.

Tai Hao is excited on the face.

Different from the human race who buried the dragon sky, the cultivation method of the Yang world has been completed after millions of years of accumulation under the transformation of the gods.

See you no one.

Jiang Shang is not enough years old, he is comparable to the seventh-order dragon clan.

If it was raised by the ancestors, it would never be so fast.

Moreover, they are all proficient in secret methods, magical powers, and martial arts.

not to mention.

Mo Qiu Chuan and Vientiane Fighting Mother Seal method, even if according to Vientiane, this method is difficult and obscure, I am afraid that it will be difficult to comprehend as Mo Qiu in a lifetime.

But it can always take advantage of a part of the power of the heavenly soldiers.

When Jiang Shang reaches adulthood, he must be taught this method. The ancestors and the descendants of the Deyang human race practiced the methods, dragon-transformation, and heavenly weapons, and their background doubled.

Can also live better.

Walking along the mountain forest path, Taihao, who was in a good mood, remembered something and spoke slowly:

"During this time, the palace lord of the Seven Fei Palace Emperor Yu had contacted us privately, and wanted to cross you and form an alliance with us."

"Oh." Mo Qiu's expression remained unchanged:

"Did the patriarch ever promised?"

"No." Tai Hao shook his head, his expression condensed:

"It's not my race, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will have different hearts."

"The emperor is a ghost in the underworld after all, just like the Dragon Clan who buried the Dragon Sky, he would never be sincere to me and other human races."

"Yeah." Moqiu nodded:

"Nevertheless, the journey from the Dragon Burying Heaven to our place in the Yang world is far away after all, and we need to pass through the underworld and the upper Qing Xuanyou cave."

"There is no omission from the emperor's place."

"Yes!" Tai Hao sighed lightly:

"Fortunately, the palace lord of the Seven Fei Palace still has trouble. He may need to use me to collect the dragon blood essence, so it will also provide us with some convenience."

"For example, some methods of exorcising souls and ghosts."

In this regard, even if Mo Qiu is a Quanzhen Taoist, he is better than the ghosts of the underworld.

"arrive!"

When he came to the place, Taihao stopped and stretched out his hand to lead forward:

"Mo Daozhu, the elder Taishang is waiting inside. After you have talked, you can go forward and go over two hills before you can leave."

"I wait…"

"Goodbye!"

Don't beg to stop, looking back at Jiang Shang and Vientiane who followed.

Jiang Shang's eyes were red, his nose twitched, and his heart was full of reluctance. Then he was wrapped in Vientiane's arms and patted his shoulder, not daring to look at Moqiu.

For parting, this young man has not yet adapted.

"Junior Brother."

Do not sigh lightly, look towards Vientiane:

"Shang'er's experience in the world is the evolution of my heart's illusion, which is still different from the real complexity of the human heart. Please take care of him."

"Don't worry." Vientiane's face should be:

"As long as I am not dead, Shang'er will be fine."

"It doesn't need to be so." Mo Qiu shook his head lightly, and finally said:

"I will find a way to re-enter this world as soon as possible."

As he said, stepping into the front and flashing.

Before leaving.

The supreme elders of the ancestors must see himself, but I don't know why?