Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

In an instant, Yan Shoulu became even more nervous, his face turning red from holding back.

"Senior sister, you don't seem to like me very much? Have you deliberately kept a distance from me since we met?"

Mo Yu frowned.

How could you like it?

She saw from Yan Shoulu's life panel that Yan Shoulu and Bai Roujing worked together to bring down the sect.

Although this didn't happen, Mo Yu still didn't have a good impression of him.

Thinking of this, she casually checked Yan Shoulu's life panel.

[Yan Shoulu, 25 years old, was born in the mountains behind Liehuo Pavilion. He was raised by a spirit tiger. When he was three years old, he was picked up by his adoptive father and brought back to Liehuo Pavilion. He has been extremely strong since he was a child. Due to the evil fire in his body, he has a bad temper. He was irritable. When he was 13 years old, his adoptive father and mother were taken away by members of the sect. At the age of 25, he joined the Tuoyue Sect and officially began to practice the way of talisman formation. At the age of 30, he suddenly understood the way of the rules of heaven and earth and became the closest to him. The strong man in the fairy world committed suicide at the age of 35. 】

The law of heaven?

Sure enough, the closer you get to that place, the more you collapse.

If she hadn't been struck to death by lightning and committed suicide, that would have been her fate.

Just like...that crazy sword cultivator.

"Junior Brother Yan." Mo Yu looked at him seriously.

"Last time, what did you realize during the formation?"

Yan Shoulu was stunned, "It's as if... I'm in the rules of heaven and earth, but I only touched a little bit of the doorway, but..."

Speaking of this, Yan Shoulu frowned.

Mo Yu continued: "There is an invisible big hand that blocks all avenues ahead."

"Correct!"

Yan Shoulu was suddenly shocked, "The rules hidden in the talisman formation are traceable, but this feeling of being forcibly suppressed by some force seems to have no way to break through. I think, if I want to figure it out, To understand this, you still need to practice and practice.”

His pupils were a little red with excitement.

"Senior sister, have you already touched that realm? Master said that you specialize in cultivating spiritual power." Mo Yu sighed softly in his heart and shook his head casually.

"No, there's still a long way to go."

She picked up a candied fruit and leaned back on the chair, lazily.

"Your talent is excellent. In terms of formations, this is the first time I have seen a genius with such talent as you. However, it is better not to be too stubborn on the path of cultivation. It is best to experience life."

Yan Shoulu smiled and said, "Senior sister, I thought you were devoted to Taoism."

"road?"

Mo Yu's eyes flashed with contempt, "No."

This Taoist heart was already gone when we knew the true nature of the world.

"Senior sister, is there anything you want to do when you go to Roland City this time?"

Mo Yu squinted his eyes lazily, "Wander around."

Yan Shoulu nodded and said nothing more. During the next three hours on the road, he practiced against the clock.

Mo Yu was lying on the boat, resting his hands on his pillow, looking at the clouds in a daze.

The rules of heaven, the talisman formation, the strongest person closest to the immortal world?
It took Yan Shoulu just a few years to cultivate to this level. I really don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

When they were approaching the place, the flames on Yan Shoulu's body suddenly spread to all directions, running uncontrollably.

And he was still in seclusion, but his brows were furrowed and he was very uneasy.

Mo Yu was surprised and put his hand on his shoulder.

The supple mental power is like one elastic thread after another, tightly wrapping these flames, gradually shrinking them with force, and slowly subduing them.

She had never seen such flames before.