The enlightenment of covering the sky starts with security guards

Chapter 271 Dove occupying the magpie's nest
What was caught by the old man was Mo Ling's body. The gray paper boat disappeared for some reason, and Mo Ling also magically appeared in this world, and was hung up by a fishing line without even a hook.

Fate, amazing!

The sun was setting in the west, and the breeze blowing over the cliffs was cooling.

The old man put away the fishing line with satisfaction, picked up the bucket and walked down the cliff, humming an unintelligible song that echoed in the mountains and forests, which had a unique artistic conception.

In the bucket, several fish with golden scales were spitting bubbles in the bucket. It was unknown what species they were.

The old man walked past Mo Ling, glanced sideways, his eyes full of disgust, and kicked him casually.

Suddenly, a strange color flashed in the old man's eyes. He turned around and looked at him carefully. Then he made a sound, and he didn't know what it meant. Then he picked up Mo Ling's clothes and took Mo Ling away as if he were carrying goods. .

At the foot of the mountain, there are several wooden houses, which are surrounded by fences. Inside the fence, there is a peasant woman with snow-white hair and an old face, carrying a bucket to water the vegetable garden.

Seeing the old man coming back, the woman had a faint smile on her face, kept moving her hands, and said casually:
"Are you back? How was your harvest today?"

The old man's face was full of joy and he said somewhat proudly:
"Don't you see who I am? I'm so casual that I can't even hold the bucket!"

The woman nodded perfunctorily, and then said:

"You sit in the yard for a while, and I'll go cook when I'm done!"

The old man yelled, walked to the kitchen and put down the bucket, and then came to the small courtyard. Only then did he realize that he was holding a person in his hand. He immediately threw Mo Ling to the ground, and then lay down on the armchair and rocked casually.

The woman happened to see this scene after finishing her work, and hurriedly came over, patted the old man's hand, and said angrily:

"You old man is neither serious nor serious. What should you do if you break the child?"

"By the way, where did this child come from?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said:
"We caught a fish in the sea. I just started fishing, but I didn't expect that I caught a half-dead man on the first hook. Isn't this unlucky! My luck today has been affected, and it's all because of this kid!"

"You old man, you blame other people's children for your poor skills! Why don't you put me on the bed quickly? Is there anyone who would treat a child like you?"

The old woman was nagging at the side, scolding the old man.

The old man sighed and looked at the dim sky. Can't people just be quiet and peaceful?

Having no other choice, the old man stood up unsteadily, walked to Mo Ling's side, picked it up casually, and walked towards the wooden house.

"Hey, be careful not to break the child!"

"This guy is so thick-skinned that he can't be killed by a fall!"

The old man waved his hand casually.

The old woman was a little angry and snorted:
"This old man!"

At night, after a full meal, the old woman was embroidering something with a needle in her hand. The old man was lying on the bed with his legs crossed. On a bed not far from him, Mo Ling was lying quietly.

"Is the kid all right?"

the old woman asked worriedly.

The old man said casually:
"Whether anything happens depends on his destiny!"

"This kid is really brave. He dared to seal his soul in the sea of ​​mist and come out of it with the power of the sea of ​​mist. It's a good idea, but he doesn't know how to write the word "death"!"

"Not to mention the crisis in the Sea of ​​Mist, even if you let other forces dominate your body, you won't be afraid of losing it!"

The old man was not a mortal. He already understood what was going on when he saw Mo Ling for the first time.

The old woman was not an ordinary person, and she praised: "This child is very smart, and his courage is different from ordinary people. He will probably be a figure in the future!"

"Hey! It's still a little worse than when I was young!"

The old woman rolled her eyes, looked at Mo Ling and asked worriedly:
"Is the child going to be okay? We haven't had anyone come to us in years!"

The old man looked at the expectation in the old woman's eyes, sighed and said:
"It's all up to him, we can't interfere at will!"

Soon, the lights in the house went out, and suddenly, it seemed as if the whole world became dim. In the dark mountains and forests, there was no life, and everything became silent.

Mo Ling, on the other hand, encountered trouble in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

Two identical figures faced each other, their eyes, expressions, and spirits were exactly the same, just like looking into a mirror.

Mo Ling looked at this person who looked exactly like him with interest.

Originally, the sealed soul fell into a deep sleep, but Mo Ling vaguely felt the call of the former secretariat. When he woke up in a hazy state, he saw someone exactly like himself appearing in the soul world deep in his sea of ​​consciousness. The figure controls his body.

He understood his situation in an instant. He should have been occupied by the power of the Sea of ​​Mist. If the figure in front of him was not destroyed, then he would also be completely destroyed, and Mo Ling would no longer be Mo Ling!
However, Mo Ling still felt a little scared. How did this power enter his soul world?
You must know that his sea of ​​consciousness is protected at all levels. Not to mention the eternal coffin and the black dragon sword, the two powers of lunar and sun can block all forces that break into the sea of ​​consciousness.

But now is not the time to think about that.

"I'm Mo Ling! Who are you?" said the fake body!
"I am Mo Ling, you are fake!" Mo Ling said calmly.

The fake body looked at Mo Ling angrily, his eyes spitting fire, and the power of his soul fluctuated.

"You are so bold and evil, you actually want to seize your body, you are so delusional!"

"kill!"

The sword intent soaring to the sky rushed out from the fake body, and the entire soul world's sword intent turned into thousands of sword lights and rushed towards Mo Ling.

Mo Ling's mind moved, the power of his soul fluctuated, and the manic sword intent in the sky turned into a docile kitten as it rushed to Mo Ling's side, and finally became invisible.

"Hmph! What's fake is fake! This is my world!"

The fake body snorted coldly and rushed towards Mo Ling.

The fighting style and details displayed by the fake body are all the same as his.

The Ninth Secret, the various secret techniques, have not changed at all. Mo Ling is like fighting with a mirror. What he is thinking and what his next move should be, the opponent knows completely, but he also knows the opponent's.

Mo Ling has encountered such a situation. In the secret realm of the ancient emperor, the test he encountered was to fight himself. Only by defeating himself can he transcend.

If there are two identical people in time, then there will be no winner or loser in the battle between them.

But there are no two people who are exactly the same in this world. The power of the Sea of ​​Mist is indeed very strange and very strong, and it can basically completely copy his details.

But there are many things that are impossible to replicate.

His memory is divided into two parts. The memory of the past life is in the system. There will be no way to see through the system in this world. The memory of this life can be seen through, but not the past life.

In addition to the system, there is also the seal of reincarnation, which is also impossible to copy.

(End of this chapter)