Asking about longevity

Chapter 1027 The gloomy

Wanxiao Sect and Taixu Sect are just relationships with ordinary sects.

There are not many interactions between the disciples of both sides, and there is no special "hate".

Today is just a swordsmanship.

It is normal to meet at the entrance.

At most, Duanmu Qing's appearance and temperament make people feel a little lost.

Duanmuqing's expression was as calm as water.

She had already become accustomed to the men in the world, either stunning, admiring, or shocked, and she would not be shaken in her heart.

Duanmu Qing's snow-white neck raised slightly, and his cold eyes looked forward, stepping on dignified and elegant steps, and walked straight to the Inner Mountain with several other disciples of the Wanxiao Sect who were also in full swing.

She is wearing a beautiful and gorgeous robe with a unique appearance and graceful figure. She also has a stern and inviolable temperament like a snow-capped mountain, which makes people dare not talk to her at all.

In this way, the disciples of the sects of both sides passed by.

From beginning to end, no one said anything.

But when he passed by, Duanmu Qing's eyes glanced at Mo Hua intentionally or unintentionally.

First, the eyebrows and eyes of the ink painting are like picturesque, and their appearance and temperament are equally outstanding.

Second, the ink painting is not tall and looks "outstanding" among a group of genius monks.

Third, although ink painting has bad reputation and many controversies, it is actually very famous.

Not to mention the things he did, the enemies he made, the geniuses he "humiliated" during the sword contest...

The identity of "the leader of the formation" is enough to be legendary.

This is truly true, the first person in Qianxue Formation.

It is still the title he won in the middle of the foundation building stage, which is almost incredible.

Even Duanmu Qing, such a genius fairy who is "not in the world", cannot have never heard of the name of Mo Hua.

Of course, that's all.

Duanmu Qing only glanced at Mo Hua with his own light, and then passed away.

But her shallow eyes were imprinted in Mo Hua's eyes.

Mo Hua thought about this gaze, and was slightly stunned and couldn't help but mutter:

"Dao Xin... is dirty?"

His voice was very light, and he almost blurted out subconsciously.

Linghu Xiao and the others around him couldn't even hear what he was saying.

But Duanmu Qing, who had already passed by, stopped, turned his head slowly, his eyes were as cold as a sword, and he looked at Mo Hua.

Ink painting also looked at Duanmuqing.

His eyes were clear, as if Duanmu Qing could reflect the figure.

Moreover, with a deep and profound feeling.

Duanmuqing felt inexplicably "shamed of himself" after being penetrated by others.

What followed was deep shame and anger that was pressed down on the bottom of my heart.

Her originally cold and beautiful face was instantly covered with frost.

The cold murderous intent almost condensed into substance, with a pair of clear eyes as clear as glass, extremely cold, mixed with deep disgust, staring at the ink painting.

Mo Hua was stunned.

What's the meaning?

Before he could react, an astonishing spiritual pressure rose from Duanmuqing's body.

The power of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five elements and five colors is brilliant and gorgeous, just like the light of the sky, setting off Duanmuqing like a god.

Her eyes were extremely sharp, and her whole body exuded a beautiful and terrifying murderous intent.

The powerful Five Elements Taoism, with its extremely powerful power, locks in ink paintings.

Ink painting was really shocked now.

Excellent magic of the Wanxiao? !

"No... this woman...can't she want to kill me?"

"This is not a swordsmanship..."

"Is she crazy?"

Mo Hua subconsciously pointed his feet into the soles of his feet, and used his lapse of water and retreated several feet.

His junior brothers were also shocked and shocked, but they subconsciously protected him.

Cheng Mo took the lead and stood in front of Mo Hua.

Linghu laughed and accumulated the sword technique of rushing to the void.

Situ Jian and Ouyang Xuan also began to activate the sword energy.

The spiritual power was intertwined, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Duanmu Qing sneered and pointed a little, and immediately wanted to activate the spell and bombard the ink painting.

At this moment, an old and thick voice sounded:

“Nonsense!”

The crystal-like spiritual power, with the extremely powerful pressure of the real person, instantly came to Duanmuqing, Linghu Xiao and others, blocking everyone's spiritual power and cutting off the flow of Taoist and sword techniques.

Everyone's expressions changed.

But Duanmu Qing still had a murderous intent in his eyes, and he even wanted to activate the spell.

An elderly elder walked out of the inner mountain and scolded him loudly:

"When talking about the important places of Taoism, you cannot be arrogant!"

"As a genius in the sect, what kind of morality is it?"

"If you dare to make trouble again and break the rules, I will be sentenced to you!"

Duanmu Qing was silent for a moment, gritted his silver teeth secretly, then he restrained his murderous intent and spiritual power, and bowed his hands with his sleeves:

“Person, forgive me.”

Her voice was clear, like a silver bottle breaking.

The elder's eyes were muddy. He looked at her silently, his face was silent, but his heart was bulging. He thought that this girl Duanmuqing had always been cold and had no food for fireworks, and he was worried about everything. Why did she feel so angry today?

Elder Lundaoshan looked at the ink painting that was hiding far away again, and was surprised.

"Could it be...the brat Mo Hua was molested?"

“No…”

"If I look like Mo Hua, I am really molested by him, and that's not a loss..."

Elder Lundaoshan muttered in his heart. Of course, on the surface, he still looked serious and warned in a solemn voice:

"Do not cause trouble in the mountain."

"I want to fight, I'll go to the swordsmanship field later. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Duanmu Qing bowed his hand.

Mo Hua and the others also saluted, "Yes, elder."

Seeing this, Elder Lundaoshan nodded slightly and slowly retreated.

The scene gradually became quiet.

Duanmu Qing turned his head and looked at Mo Hua coldly. There was still an unconcealed murderous intent in his autumn-like eyes.

Mo Hua was shocked again, thinking that this woman was going to kill again.

But when it comes to Elder Daoshan, it is still a bit intimidating after all.

The rules of Daoshan are also relatively strict.

Outside the sword contest, disciples are strictly prohibited from fighting.

If something goes wrong again, no matter what the four major sects and eight major gates, these elders from the Mount of Dao will never show mercy.

Duanmu Qing took a breath slowly, stared at Mo Hua, muttered his name, and murmured in a low voice:

“Ink painting…I remember it.”

Then she stopped saying anything, turned around and left, leaving only a graceful back.

Other disciples of Wanxiao Sect also followed.

After Duanmuqing walked away, Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Linghu laughed at the other two, and was also a little relieved.

But then, everyone's eyes gathered on Mo Hua.

Cheng Momo looked at Mo Hua and asked curiously: "Senior Brother, do you know this... Fairy Duanmu?"

  Mo Hua shook her head.

"Didn't you have any grudges before?"

"No…"

"Then she just...want to kill you?"

Mo Hua nodded, "It seems."

Cheng Mo didn't understand a little.

I wanted to kill my younger brother for the first time?

Situ Jian was careful and asked, "Senior Brother, did you say something to her just now?"

Mo Hua did not deny it and nodded, "I saw that there was something wrong with her practice, so I kindly reminded her."

Cheng Mo was curious: "What did you remind her?"

"I…"

Before Mo Hua could speak, Situ Jian immediately stopped him, "Stop talking, younger brother, no one can say it."

The younger brother only said one thing, and Fairy Duanmu of Wanxiao Sect wanted to kill him on the spot.

If the younger brother said this and they all heard it, then all of them would probably be held grudge by the time.

So, it’s better not to say it.

This sentence carries the naked "killing intention" of the No. genius of Wanxiao Sect. They do not have the pattern of a junior brother, and they are not worthy of knowing it.

At the same time, Situ Jian sighed in his heart and said with emotion:

"The younger brother is worthy of being the younger brother, and he is born to mock the holy body."

"In just one sentence, the genius fairy, who has always been cold, wishes to kill him..."

Cheng Mo sighed too.

But in his sigh, he still admired more:

"The younger brother is worthy of being the younger brother. With just one sentence, the most proud fairy in Qianxue can 'never forget' him..."

Mo Hua looked depressed.

Situ Jian thought for a moment and said, "Senior Brother, you have to be careful when discussing swords later. Duanmu Qing probably won't let you go."

Linghu Xiao also looked at the ink painting with some concern.

Cheng Mo is the same, but he is a little envious in his worries.

Mo Hua frowned, "It shouldn't be..."

This is a swordsmanship conference. She is a genius of the sect after all, so she can't "revenge private revenge"...

 …

Later, the formal discussion on swordsmanship was held.

Duanmu Qing was catching Mo Hua to kill him throughout the whole scene.

All the secretly secretly produced by Wanxiao Sect of the Middle Heaven and even the highest magic spells were thrown to Mo Hua without any money.

I wish I could tear the ink painting into pieces.

The rocks were cut by golden light.

The forest was burned by the fire.

The sludge was engulfed by quicksand.

The entire sword competition venue was subjected to the dense and surging "spell bombing" of Duanmu Qing, the top magic genius of Wanxiao Sect, and immediately began to transform.

Even if it is ink painting, it can only rely on its body skills to escape in a panic.

This is the first time he has experienced the power of the top spiritual cultivation.

In his previous understanding, Senior Sister Murong Caiyun's Taixu Xiaguang spell is already strong enough.

But Duanmu Qing's magical attainments are obviously going to a higher level.

Duanmu is clear, with noble bloodlines, the fifth-grade Duanmu family's direct line, the highest-grade spiritual root, and the best-grade exercises are practiced.

  The martial arts Zhou Tian has almost reached its peak, and his spiritual power is as vast as the sea.

Moreover, Duanmuqing's spiritual root type is the best five elements spiritual root.

The big five elements spiritual roots are only one word different from the "little five elements spiritual roots" in ink painting, but the difference between the two is completely different.

The great five elements spiritual roots have high spiritual roots, large spiritual power capacity, and the five elements are generated and restrained, and they are integrated into one cycle, which is also strong in affinity with the five elements.

Such spiritual root monks are born with higher understanding of the laws of the five elements of heaven and earth. Learning the Five Elements spells faster, and the spells cast are also more powerful.

In comparison, the small five elements spiritual roots of ink painting are extremely simple.

The only characteristic is that it can learn the five elements magic.

Apart from this, it is just a "blank" spiritual root, nothing.

Compared with the two, if Duanmu Qing’s big five elements spiritual root is a luxurious cave, the small five elements spiritual root of the ink painting is purely a broken house.

Duanmu Qing’s magical system is also very similar to ink painting.

Duanmuqing was born in Wanxiao Sect and practiced the "Wanxiao Taoism" of Wanxiao Sect, which is a bit similar to the "Everything of all methods" of ink painting.

Of course, Duanmu Qing's magic move is not as fast as the ink painting.

The flow of the five elements is not as natural as ink painting.

But the spells she practiced were of higher grade, larger range, stronger power, and with the highest-grade spiritual roots, the best-grade martial arts, and the huge amount of spiritual power of the huge number of heavens, under the full force, a "river of spells" flowed in the entire mountain for a time.

In the sword-controversial field, spells flowed everywhere.

Explosions came one after another.

Ink painting "Running with your head in your arms".

Outside the sword contest, the audience applauded and felt it was very satisfying!

"Okay! I am worthy of being the Fairy Duanmu!"

"Use his own way to use his own body and use magic to blow this brat in Mohua to death!"

"Let this kid be arrogant and despicable every day, and now he has finally been punished."

Someone exclaimed: "The magic of Fairy Duanmu is truly unparalleled in the world..."

Someone was sad and depressed: "It's not only strong, but also beautiful."

"Beautiful and fairy-like, and never eats fireworks."

"When will it be great if Fairy Duanmu can look at me, just look at me..."

"Can you have some promising prospects?"

"that is…"

There are also some young talents with some ambitions and sighed:

"I only hope that in this life, I can compete with Fairy Duanmu at the sword contest, show what I have learned in front of her, and compete with her. Even if I die at the hands of the fairy in the end, I will die without regrets..."

There is a lot of sighs in the words, and there is still a little tragic.

The disciples of the sect who were watching the battle thought of fighting with the fairy who was high and above, as if they were on the top of an iceberg, and were untainted by the world.

Thinking of the scene where the two people intertwined Taoism.

When I think of the sad and sad scene when I die at the fairy, I feel a little envy and fascination.

But soon, someone told the ugly truth:

"Your wish... seems to be fulfilled by that stinky brat in Mohua."

It was like a basin of cold water in his head, and everyone's face turned dark immediately.

As a genius in the sect, Mo Hua has been controversing with the fairy in his swordsmanship.

He also used spells to fight with the fairy.

Now, he is indeed going to die at the hands of the fairy.

Their "wish" that Mo Hua is indeed the only one that "died in Duanmuqing" is realized.

Some young talents felt a little sour in their mouths as if they had eaten a fly.

Many people even began to say silently in their hearts:

"This kid Mo Hua can die in anyone's hands, but you must not die in the hands of Fairy Duanmu, otherwise it would be a good deal for him..."

 …

In the swordsmanship.

Ink paintings that concentrate on discussing swordsmanship do not know that these people have so many dramas in their hearts.

But he was also really speechless.

Didn’t you say that this is a “cold” fairy?

Why are you like a "crazy woman" who is unyielding and chasing him and killing him?

He muttered four words in a low voice. Is it really true?

Can these four words really have such great lethality?

But Duanmu Qing ignored it and just used magic to carry out large-scale bombing and "cleaning" the location of the ink painting.

Linghu Xiao wants to support ink painting.

But the more cold a person is, the more angry he becomes, the more nine cows cannot be pulled back.

Linghu Xiao's sword energy could not suppress Duanmu Qing's spells at all.

Even, he was resentful by Duanmu Qing and "collected" with Mo Hua, and was included in the range of the bombing of Wanxiao magic, and was suppressed so much that he could not repay his hands at all.

Linghu Xiao also experienced it in detail for a moment that a woman got angry and was so scary.

Cheng Mo and others were not feeling well. They were also "bombed" by the magic of other disciples of Wanxiao Sect, and they had no time to take care of them.

In this way, Taixu Sect was pressed and beaten throughout the whole process.

During this period, Mo Hua also made several attempts to see if he could use magic or formations to change the situation.

But every time he makes a slight move, he will instantly "irritate" Duanmu Qing, attracting larger and more ferocious spells "revenge".

Duanmu Qing, the top genius of the four sects, is already strong enough.

Not to mention, this is the "furious" version of Duanmu Qing.

Mo Hua was helpless and decided to lie down.

As time goes by, the disciples of Taixu Sect retreat one by one and were sent out of the venue.

Linghu Xiao took Mo Hua's last look, gave him a "no help" look, and was also "killed".

In the end, only ink paintings remain.

Of course, Mo Hua still "will rather die than surrender". Seeing that there was no chance of winning, he pointed to his forehead, shattering the jade in the Tao and leaving the court after defeat.

Duanmu Qing wanted to use magic to retain the ink painting.

A majestic five elements spell light swallowed the ink painting.

But her casting speed was still a little slower than ink painting.

Before this, the blue light flashed around the Mo Hua, and her figure faded away, and she had already left the scene.

Duanmuqing looked indifferently at the place where the ink painting disappeared, his voice was low and cold: "Next time, I will kill you..."

"Ink painting..."

...

The sword contest is over.

Wanxiao Sect won a hearty victory.

The audience also saw a refreshing sword contest.

The only drawback is that Mo Hua, the sinister and despicable boy, was not dead.

But when most people think that the mere ink painting is not worthy of dying at the hands of Fairy Duanmu, most people feel relieved.

Taixu Gate lost.

The monks of the sect had some regrets, but they were not too disappointed.

  The chance of winning against a top genius like Duanmuqing was very slim, so there was nothing we could do if we lost.

The only thing that is, the bad luck is blamed.

  The only thing that is the trash is the Tianyi of Dao, and he does not give good cards to Taixu Sect.

  Count it all, the four geniuses of learning have encountered three of Taixu Sect now. These three characters in the word "di" are almost all "must lose".

It means that they lost three games for no reason.

Generally speaking, it is not like this.

But if your luck is so bad, there is nothing you can do. Sometimes your fortune is like this. When you click the back, you can even get a sip of cold water.

They can't settle the score with Lu Dao Tianyi.

But this is not what Mo Hua cares about in this swordsmanship.

Taixu Gate.

At night, the disciple lives.

Mo Hua was lying on the bed, still thinking about Duanmu Qing.

There are scenes of the daylight in my mind.

Especially at the beginning, when he passed by Duanmuqing, he saw Duanmuqing's eyes.

Duanmuqing is beautiful and her eyes are beautiful.

But in her eyes, through the clear and cold background, when she looked deep, there was a pitch-black "shading".

This cloud of darkness is a bit turbid, as if it is engraved in the soul.

Mo Hua was very surprised for a moment, so she subconsciously reminded her... "He said the heart is gone."

But Duanmuqing's reaction was too big.

These four words seemed to pierce her defense.

I have seen through some secrets in her heart.

She actually wanted to kill herself on the spot...

   It's strange...

  I don’t know how long it took, Mo Hua’s heart suddenly jumped and she immediately sat up straight with a solemn expression.

He thought of one thing:

 Rouge Boat!

The gloom in Duanmuqing's eyes was very similar to the smell of the rouge boat, especially the evil fetal energy mechanism enshrined in the altar in the Dragon King Temple.

Mo Hua was shocked: "Don't this Duanmuqing have also been on the Rouge Boat?"

"She is also related to the evil god?"

"So a clear and eccentric fairy...

"Mo Hua frowned, "It's impossible..." But cause and effect, no matter how impossible it is on the surface, as long as there is cause and effect, it has to be admitted.

And, that's more.

Mo Hua thought carefully and said, "Duanmu Qing is one of the four top geniuses among the four major sects in Ganxuezhou..."

In particular, he is from the Shen family and is also related to the Gandao Sect.

The other three people, Duanmuqing should also have something to do with Yanzhizhou.

As for Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan, it is probably impossible that they have nothing to do with each other... But... Mo Hua had another question in his mind: "Why didn't I see it before?"

   He had fought with three people in the sword contest.

And Chen Linshu, he had met before in Qingzhou City.

If these four people were really related to the Rouge Boat, the Dragon King Temple, and the evil fetus, they would definitely be infected with the aura of the evil god.

Then, with his "original origin" with the evil **** of the Great Wilderness, what should be seen?

But now, it was only by chance that he discovered this clue from Duanmu Qing... Why?

Evil god... No, or what method did that Mr. Tu use to cover up all these auras?

  There has been a level that even a half-step **** who has swallowed the "evil fetus" cannot be noticed?

Mo Hua's brows became tighter and tighter.

(This chapter ends)