Chapter 671

This is not the first time to get along with the old man alone, but Mo Li's heart has never been as heavy as it is now.

The old and the young sat quietly at the table drinking tea as usual, and no one spoke first. They both know that there is always room for change before some things are revealed. Once the conversation is opened, they need to face bitter topics that they don't want to talk about.

The window of the cabin was open. The roaring of the waves and the clear and long song of the seagulls came into my ears from time to time. After a long silence, Mo Li put down his jade cup and slowly looked up at the face opposite, which was as old as the skin of a dead tree.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Li didn't learn much from his master. His cultivation led him to the beginning. Then Mo Sanxiao left a ring of combat skills and traveled around the world. It seems to be irresponsible, but it is with this free and easy achievement of the disciple's independent cultivation road.

Although Mo Li didn't have the master to teach him all the time, he still learned many rare advantages and qualities of qingzong. He knew very well that it was not the right choice for an iron man to escape when facing problems.

"I've heard all about taiyishan. Maybe you may not believe my explanation, but I still want to say it's not my original intention, let alone my arrangement!"

The cup that the old man sent to his mouth stagnated slightly, and slowly put it back on the table. He looked up at the young man's sincere but guilty face, and sighed after a short silence.

"The girl named Ye is ye Zipeng, one of the four poison envoys of thousand spiders hall, isn't she?"

When the news of zongmen's accident came, shocked and angry, the old man carefully recalled the scenes since he met the young man. He believes that the young people in front of him have no malice to taiyishan. After thinking about it, he doubts the identity of the little girl who sent someone back to zongmen to cure her.

"Yes -" it's meaningless to hide it now. Mo Li slowly explained with a complicated look: "at the beginning, Wu Meng and I saved her in the black maple forest outside the Maple City. Later, Wu Meng helped her coagulate the poison pill with the technique of coagulating pill, and even helped her eliminate the poison lines on her body. I thought she had completely rebelled against qianzhutang and reformed, so we both helped her hide her identity. The intention was to make her reborn and live a new life, but I didn't expect that... "

"It's really like this..." xuanming breathed a long breath. It was the same as what he had guessed. The boy's words also confirmed his other suspicion. After a short meditation, the old man straightened his posture and continued to ask: "what about you? What are your real identities? "

Mo Li's body trembled subconsciously. Looking at the old man's unshakable eyes, his mood fluctuated like the rolling waves outside the cabin.

"Although I had doubts before, I forced myself to believe that you two were just friends, so that I subconsciously helped you find reasons for many doubts.

For example... Although Tianqing's strength is strong, it will not be so evil if it is passed on to you. For another example, although Tianqing has some knowledge of medical ethics, even at his peak, he may not be stronger than your younger martial sister. Another example is... Although you can use Tianqing's famous fighting skills, some other skills you use are unheard of and have nothing to do with Tianqing.

Everything... I have never mentioned it in my eyes! Today, I have a chance to have a talk with you. I hope you can really do it without concealing. No matter whether you are Tianqing's apprentice or not, taiyishan thanks you and Wumeng for all they have done for zongmen during this period of time. Even if they go their separate ways in the future, at least let me know... What is sacred that I once trusted as a descendant of my family! "

Xuanming's words are very sincere, which makes Mo Li's mood more complicated. The purpose of this visit to Xichuan is not simple. What he thought before was how to get the soul burial sword. Now, in the face of the old man's questioning, his heart is constantly swaying, and his desire for the soul burial sword is buried by his potential guilt.

The disciples of qingzong are spontaneous. At this moment, Mo Li can't bear to cheat the old man who has taken care of them for so long. He straightened up his clothes and got up slowly from the stool. Mo Li stepped back and bowed deeply: "Mo Li in Beilu, I've seen master xuanming!"

Don't leave!

The old man's muddy pupil suddenly constricted, and the jade cup in his hand suddenly broke! Looking at the young man in front of him, the old man's gray Taoist robe was calm and automatic, and his white beard trembled between the ups and downs of his chest: "I didn't expect that he was the famous master Mo Li! I should have thought that you are the only one with such talent and strength in the whole Tianyuan continent! "

Xuanming's evaluation was not generally high, and his expression was excited, and he felt more relieved: "it seems that no dream should be su ranxue, the ice and snow doctor behind the apricot forest."

"I'm sorry, master. Mo Li is really - really..."

Xuanming waved his hand, and his smile was a little bitter: "I've seen a lot of intrigues on the mainland. By contrast, although you hide your pseudonym from me from the beginning to the end, you didn't really harm my righteousness! I believe that this time has nothing to do with you, otherwise you would not join me in this meeting! It's easy for those who want to save the evil way with your mental means! "

In the end is experienced elders, even in the case of such a big change in the clan can still be calm as water.

"Nothing - I'd better tell you not to leave!" Knowing the identity of the young man, the old man still had a lot of doubts in his heart, and then asked: "you must have a plan to rescue me from the sky scale valley. I believe you have nothing to do with evil ways. From this point of view... The purpose of your coming to Xichuan is to bury the soul sword in Taiyi mountain? Right? "

Making clear the cause and effect, the old man's mind was much clearer, and he saw through the key at a glance.

"Yes... My master has ordered me to collect the eight ancient magic swords. The body has always been in my hands. In addition, I have fused three of them --"

Mo Li's honesty makes xuanming's face suddenly change. He rises from the stool and his eyes are full of shock.

"You - you say you have jiuxiao noumenon? And three magic swords? "

The old man's voice kept shaking, and his heart had been shaken beyond measure.

Shua——

Mo Li didn't answer directly. He just took out the dragon sword from the ring and put it on the table.

The golden body of the sword and the blood red blade spread down a black line in the center. As soon as the Dragon Sword appeared, the aura around it converged towards the body of the sword, and the sea outside also set off waves.

The turbidity in the old man's eyes had already disappeared. He fixed his eyes on the golden sword on the table. His lips were dry and his throat choked. When he reached out to touch the sword, he found that his arm was shaking violently and uncontrollably.