Chapter 332

In the wide courtyard, the dignified men hold the golden long sword to move and jump. The sharp sword will smash the rockery and boulders one by one. Under the roar, the orderly moves of the men suddenly become a bit messy. The long sword comes out of the palm and flies out of the courtyard spontaneously.

"Shua"

With the strong wind of the brocade robe, the man ascends to the sky and holds the sword tightly. When he lands, the sharp sword plunges deep into the ground. When he trembles slightly, the hard bluestone floor of the courtyard cracks.

"Hum hum"

There is light flashing on the body of the sword. It seems that there is a spirit in it. Generally, I want to break away from the shackles of men.

"Damn it! Why is this sword so evil? "

Nangong Ling's solemn eyes were full of fanaticism. He felt more and more that the sword he had snatched from the boy was extraordinary!

After a while, Youlong sword became calm under the suppression of nangongling, and became an ordinary weapon again.

At the same time, Mo Li's transparent spirit, who was completely in a state of madness in the cave, was suddenly shocked. All of a sudden, a golden light appeared all over his body. The virtual shadow of the golden sword came out of his eyebrows and floated into the void. At the same time, the evil spirits around him were swept away under the holy light!

Mo Li's pupil was clear again. He looked up at the shadow of the sword on his head, and his voice trembled with joy: "you long!"

Although illusory, Mo Li is sure that the sword above his head is you long. No, strictly speaking, it should be the soul of Youlong!

The soul of Youlong sword stands still in the void, silent, but looks like a supreme king!

"Hum"

"Hum"

The sword spirits of Jinghong and Xueyou are just like two loyal ministers. They were fighting each other at first, but they fell to the ground quietly.

Sure enough! It seems that Youlong is really the essence of jiuxiao sword!

Mo Li's heart is more and more excited, looking at the blood you standing still in place, the transparent spirit body slowly forward.

"Shua"

It seems that after receiving some kind of command, the bloody sword spirit dances around Mo Li's spirit, suddenly turns into a scarlet blood mist, and enters Mo Li's eyebrow.

In the cave, the fight between Xueyou and Jinghong is over. The light of the two swords is shining, and they are close to each other. When the swords are close to each other, they are like being tempered by high temperature.

A new sword is quietly formed in the cave. The body of the sword is white, but the edge is scarlet! The momentum of the sky from the sword swept out, through the layers of hard rock straight into the sky!

Countless adventurers in Mt. Taurus looked at the red light in the thousand spiders forest. After a short period of consternation, they rushed to the direction of the light.

When the cave calms down again, Mo Li's closed eyes suddenly open, and the scarlet light in his eyes flashes away. Although his appearance doesn't change much, his soul is fused with the spirit of blood, which makes him feel more evil than before.

The boy raised his right palm slightly, and the sword in the cave flew to the palm of his hand immediately.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he turned it over slowly. Mo Li's left finger gently floated on the red and white sword body.

"Jinghong, Xueyou... I'll call you Youhong sword later!"

"Buzz"

The sword body trembles slightly, as if in response to the boy's whisper.

"Shua"

The boundary at the entrance of the cave dissipates slowly, and Mo Zhiyin and the old man enter the cave again.

Looking at the sword in Mo Li's hand, the old man couldn't hide surprise in his excited eyes.

"Good... Good! It's a good start at last

"A good beginning?"

Listening to the old man's words, Mo Li was full of fog. He wanted to say hello to Mo Zhiyin, but he was stunned by the sight.

Mo Zhiyin doesn't seem to have changed much, but her momentum at this time makes Mo Li who has successfully broken through to the realm of transforming spirit and has just stabilized in the fusion feel palpitations.

"Bosom friend... You..."

Mo Zhiyin clenched his lips and said nothing. He just looked at the old man's back with red eyes.

Mo Li's heart trembled, and finally understood what the old man said was the surprise!

Looking at the unreal body that is about to disappear completely, Mo Li sighs quietly: "master... Why are you suffering?"

It seems that the bosom friend has been inherited by the elder, and the realm cultivation will be greatly improved! But the old man is the body of wind and candle. He passed on his cultivation to Mo Zhiyin. I'm afraid he can't survive in this world!

"My mission has been completed. I'm just surviving. Now there are successors. You should be happy for me!"

The old man gave a hearty smile. What he said made Mo's nose sour. Mo Zhiyin bowed his head and shed two lines of tears.

"Come here, boy, let's talk to the third master!"

The old man also knew that his time was running out. At this time, he was no longer a strong man, but more like a kind old man, hoping to be accompanied in the last time of his life.

After walking to some stones and sitting down, the old man looked at the couple and nodded happily: "son, you have merged Xueyou and Jinghong, but there is still a long way to go. What I can help you has already been helped, and the rest is just a few words. You should keep in mind what I say to you next. "

The old man looked at Mo Li, with a little seriousness on his kind face.

"Don't leave, listen to the old church!"

Mo Li nodded respectfully in response.

"Good! First, I have nothing to guide you in your cultivation. There are divine things in your soul, so you don't have to worry about the improvement of your realm. But you can refer to one point, which is about your fighting spirit!

Previously, from the breath you revealed, you should be able to activate seven kinds of combat Qi, but now you can't master it completely. I've seen you fight with those evil spirits. Most of them use all kinds of combat Qi to cooperate with the attack, but have you ever thought about it... In daily cultivation, the aura of heaven and earth is one. "

"The spirit of heaven and earth is one?"

Mo Li listened to the old man's words, vaguely felt that he had grasped something, but the specific content could not be said.

"Yes, one!" The old man nodded and then said, "the aura of heaven and earth, the five elements are complementary, but they come together again. This is the evolution of the world!"

"Fusion! Master, do you want me to try to integrate different attributes of combat Qi? "

Don't leave maosai open, feel your mind seems to come to a new door!

"You really have a good understanding!" The old man chuckled a few times and then said, "it's really fusion. All kinds of combat Qi can be used together, and then you will find that the power of the same combat skill is increased by 10 times and 100 times! You need to understand how to do it together! "

The old man said that Mo Li had benefited a lot from it.

"You can explore this point slowly, and the second and most important point is about Xueyou!"

After a pause, the old man said to Mo Li, who was listening attentively, "now that you are fully integrated with the sword spirit of Xueyou, your body will also bring the evil spirit of Xueyou. It may not affect you in ordinary days, but when your mood swings to the extreme, or when the energy in your body is exhausted, the nature of the sword spirit will be completely released, You are likely to be affected by Xueyou's killing! "

Mo Li's face changed slightly. He took a deep breath and hesitated to ask, "then I will become a demon who only knows how to kill, won't I?"

The old man nodded solemnly, and then said when Mo Li was a little absent-minded: "but the probability of this happening is not small. I've told my confidants how to resolve it as much as possible, and you should remember not to force yourself too much. The more difficult it will be to resolve those emotions after a long backlog. To put it simply, you try to follow your heart and let it be

Mo Li keeps the old man's words in mind. He is very grateful to the old man who still doesn't know his name.

"Well, that's all I've told you. Next, I have some things to tell my confidant. Go out and wait for her first!"

Finally, the old man said, touching Mo Li's head behind him.

Although the illusory spirit has no touch, Mo Li feels the old man's expectation of himself.

"Goodbye, master!"

Mo Li tried to suppress the pain in his heart. He knew that when he turned around, he might be the last to see the old man.

"You didn't remember what I told you!" The old man shook his head and grinned bitterly.

Don't leave one Leng, followed to smile.

Yes! Follow the heart, uncomfortable is uncomfortable, want to cry is want to cry, why do you have to disguise?

Thinking of this, Mo Li stepped back and bowed to the old man deeply: "I'll never forget the kindness of my predecessors! I hope you can tell me the taboo and let me remember it in my heart! "

"Ha ha ha - yes! That's it. Follow your heart! Today's farewell is Yin and Yang, and the so-called taboo only adds sorrow. I'm glad you can remember my words. Go on, kid! Sadness is temporary. I hope you can grow up quickly... "

The old man stretched out his hand to hold Mo Li's body. Even at the end of his life, Mo Li could not resist the power of the mysterious old man.

When Mo Li's body disappeared in the cave, the old man looked at Mo Zhiyin, who had already been sobbing. With a kind smile, he said in a soft voice, "son, do you remember what I told you?"

Mo Zhiyin nodded heavily. He stepped forward and seemed to want to be closer to the old man.

Jade hand slowly out, Mo Zhiyin want to grasp the old man's hand, but from the illusory influence straight through.

"Don't be sad, child! I'm very satisfied to receive your apprenticeship! "

"Master!"

Mo Zhiyin finally could not help crying.

Mo Sanxiao is her master, and the old man in front of her is also her master!

After a long time, Mo Zhiyin choked and stabilized his mood. Looking at the old man, he made many promises: "master, don't worry, I will take back your hard work and never let it become the bane of the mainland!"

A woman's voice is firm.

The old man laughed. As his body became more and more unreal, he laughed with unprecedented satisfaction and peace of mind.