Jiuzun asked

"There are hundreds of schools of thought."

"Where does it look like the front of the bottle?"

Mo Shangxie muttered to himself, these two poems are indistinguishable from each other, two lines of poetry that are not related to cattle and horses.

"Where is the place in front of the bottle?" Mo Shangxie called out lightly.

"Dao Patriarch back then had someone in his heart." Xiao asked in a low voice.

Mo Shangxie was stunned for a moment, but he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Master, you are the patriarch of Dao from all over the world or from the three realms of heaven and earth. I'm afraid it's not difficult for Master to prove the way without feeling." Mo Shangxie shouted, full of evil spirits.

One evil, one evil, many evils!

Xiao Wenwen looked at the Xie Mei in the corner of Mo Shangxie's eyes, but he was shocked.

"Back then, there was an unofficial history. Daozu wrote a sentence on the last page of the book of Wanwu Dao." Xiao asked, but he had seen this sentence in the Danqing Tower. .

"Hmph, wind and dust are like wind and dust, what's the point of chasing the wind and chasing the shadows." Mo Shangxie said, the evil spirit in the corner of his eyes increased by two points.

"Going without a trace, returning to the unintentional, dripping with drunk ink before falling into the bottle. It's not the same in the end, the world is happy a few times." Xiao Wen asked, the last sentence of the Wan Wu Dao Jing.

"It's just what a sour scholar or a drunkard said." Mo Shangxie called out, the corners of his eyes were full of evil intentions.

"Let me ask you again, where was Dao ancestor born and where did he become?" Xiao asked quietly.

"Where were you born and where did you grow up?" Mo Shangxie let out a breath, and the evil spirit in the corner of his eyes disappeared.

"You don't know where you were born and where you were born. You can tell that the Daoist has no hidden feelings in his heart, and he doesn't accept the wishes of beauties." Xiao Wen asked aloud.

In an instant, the surrounding area was originally a cool season in early spring, but in an instant, it turned into a fierce midsummer.

"Master, how can you love mortal women?" Mo Shangxie called out, revealing his real body.

I saw a woman standing half a zhang away from Xiao Wenwen.The woman was wearing a light green gauze robe, with a piece of nephrite hanging on her slender waist.

The nephrite swayed around his waist, making the ink brighter by seven points.

"Jade at the end of the night." Xiao Wen asked looking at the nephrite jade and called out.

"There are only two or three people in the world who can recognize Ye Jinyu." Mo Shangxie glanced lightly at the Ye Jinyu talisman on his waist.

"A gift from the Taoist ancestor." Xiao Wen asked.

"Well, it's a gift from Master." Mo Shangxie shouted, and the evil spirit in the corner of his eyes faded away.

"At the end of the night, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I don't regret the relationship between master and apprentice." Xiao asked about the source of Ye Jinyu, and when he looked at Mo Shangxie, the evil spirit in the corner of his eyes was five points more.

Seven points of evil intentions, so that the chill around here increased sharply.

Suddenly, a half-yellow and half-green leaf drifted down.

"Ye Luo is silent, but people's hearts are pounding." Xiao Wenwen pondered, but he could hear Mo Shangxie's heartbeat.

"Master...Master." Mo Shangxie pondered, and the evil spirit in the corner of his eyes increased by three points.

Very evil, one thought into autumn.

The withered and yellow fallen leaves do not fall with the west wind, but fall with a broken heart.

"It turns out that the last sentence of the Wan Wu Dao Jing was written by you." Xiao asked softly, but Wen Wen's sword came out half an inch.

"Hmph, what a smart man." Mo Shangxie said softly, without denying it.

"So it's a fool who admires Master." Xiao asked softly.

I saw that Mo Shang's evil eyes were full of evil intent, layer after layer of evil intent was like ripples, which lasted for a long time.

"The first evil, I don't know my feelings. The second evil, I don't know my thoughts. The third evil, I don't know my heart. The fourth evil, I don't know my thoughts. The fifth evil, I don't know my thoughts. The sixth evil, I don't know my desires. The seven evils, I don't know my regrets. Eight evils, don't know my love. Nine evils, don't know my chaos. Ten evils, don't know my devil. Eleven evils, don't know my hate. Twelve evils, don't know my love. Thirteen evils, don't know me. " Mo Shangxie called out, and his black hair stood up like a chaotic demon.

"Hate arises out of love. It turns out that in this world, the person who most wants to kill Dao Patriarch will be you." Xiao Wen asked softly, holding Wen Wen's sword in his palm.

"It's hard to kill benevolence, but it's hard to make love." Mo Shangxie shouted, holding his sword and moving.

"Hundred-step flying sword."

I saw that the fairy sword in Mo Shangxie's hand was heading towards Xiao Wendao like a torrential rain.

The shadow of the sword is like a mountain, and the mountains are like mountains.

Xiao Wenwen took a look at the "Hundred Step Flying Sword", and blocked Wen Wen's sword between his eyebrows.

When I think about it, I am flying immortals from outside the sky.

Wan Dao Lihuo's sword energy moved towards Feijian.

The two collide, just like heaven and earth colliding, shaking the world.

"Smoky water is cold."

"Qing Mingtian."

"Sauvignon Blanc."

"Heartbreaking."

"Dreams are difficult."

"Endless love."

"Flowers contain smoke."

"Sleepless."

"No one passed on."

Mo Shangxie has nine moves in one style, the sword weeps blood, and every thought is a sentence of hatred.

For no reason, Xiao Wendao felt a "deep chill" in his heart.The love in the world is like the stars in the sky, each has its own brilliance, and each has its own bleakness.

In one breath, this space between heaven and earth turned into the season of early spring again.

"He knows that I don't like winter, and there is no winter in my world." Mo Shangxie shouted, standing the fairy sword in his hand beside him.

Only now, Xiao Wenwen could clearly see the engraved name of the sword on the head of the fairy sword.

Bone-piercing sword!

"Is it lovesickness to the bone, or lovesickness to the bone." Xiao Wenwen was pondering in his heart, and didn't ask any more.

And Xiao Wenwen thought of Nalan Dieyi in his heart, that is, "lovesick to the bone...into the marrow...into the demon."

Bang!

In one breath, the world is full of flames, even the soles of the feet are still in flames.

"Hmph... It seems that people who hate me will still hate me." Mo Shangxie murmured, but didn't say anything more.

Hate is hard to get rid of, and love is hard to get rid of!

The flames got deeper, and Xiao Wendao sucked all the surrounding Huo Yuan into the Yuan Mansion.

"You must have come here for this thing." Mo Shangxie called out, holding the ten gods in his palm.

Xiao Wenwen nodded lightly and didn't say much.

"Take two sentences for me, one for senior sister and one for master." Mo Shangxie called out.

"Next, keep in mind." Xiao Wendao nodded in response.

"Give me senior sister Yu Shihu and tell me, even if you live 10 years, my mother is still [-] years younger than you." Mo Shangxie shouted, Xie Mei added [-] points, and there were [-] points left. enchanting style.

Xiao Wenwen nodded lightly and said, "I remember."

"If you can break through the void, you will meet Master. You can ask him for me. When Xia Zui was drunk, I was beautiful in the light dream." Mo Shangxie called out, and the ten gods fell to the ground.

"Dump the world into ashes."

Just listen, above the sky, a raging flame rises, contaminating the entire surrounding area into a world of red flames.

After Xiao asked for a breath, after turning Mo Shangxie into nothingness, all the things left behind were collected in the Sumeru Ring.

He Xuewei broke through the boundary and came here. Her red sleeves seemed to be soaked in blood, and she was holding a parasol.

"What about her..." He Xuewei asked.

"Xia Qian talked about cicadas, disturbing Jingmeng. The world is like a song, and the lonely boat is moored. People, aren't they already gone." Xiao Wen asked with a cross-eyed look, his eyes were full of thirteen points of evil.

"So, he accepted you as his apprentice." He Xuewei exclaimed.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the people behind her, with more evil intentions...