Chapter 682

In some ways, Mo Li may be very casual, but as a man, he never lacks due responsibility and responsibility. In the witness of Nishikawa, his name was engraved into the genealogy. From that moment on, Mo Li knew that he would try his best to integrate into this new clan.

As xuanming's apprentice, he has a high seniority in the whole wanbaoge. A group of old people with white beard called him martial uncle. Don't say that others would be embarrassed, but don't leave yourself. After some discussion, Mo Li and Su ranxue take the initiative to put them under the Zhizi generation and discuss their generation.

I met a group of old people in zongmen and said hello. Mo Li did not forget to chat with some of his peers, which made him closer. It has to be said that they were accepted as disciples by xuanming, which made the younger generation of taiyishan both envious and surprised. However, both of them are relatively easy to get along with, and their reputation outside is enough to support their appearance, but not many people feel disgusted.

After a few days of being familiar with all the places in the sect, Mo Li found that Taiyi mountain and wanmuguan were very similar in many places, which made him and Su ranxue get together with the crowd faster. Although I didn't spend much time in wanmuguan in Beilu, I was also imbued with the flavor of Taoism from Kuki and several teachers and uncles.

Xuanming, who has just taken over the position of leader, has been busy these days. He has managed to finish what he is doing. Finally, the master and apprentice have time to get together for tea and chat.

"Well, are you used to it these days?"

The old man had a kind smile on his face. He was very satisfied with the two new disciples.

Su ranxue gave a light hum, and Mo Li also nodded with a smile: "fortunately, elder martial brothers, elder martial sisters, and all the elder martial uncles and uncles are very good to us, and they are familiar with the situation of the clan."

"Well, just get used to it!" Xuanming smoothed the white beard on his chin, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I've discussed with several supreme elders of the clan. Tomorrow you'll go to the holy land to see if you can surrender the soul burial sword. It's up to you..."

"Surrender?" Hearing the old man's words, Mo Li was surprised and said, "master, do you mean that the soul burial sword already has wisdom?"

"It's not just intelligence!" Xuanming sighed solemnly and said: "do you know why the soul burial sword has been in our Taiyi mountain, but no one dares to move it?"

Mo Li shook his head and waited for the old man to explain.

Xuanming took a sip of tea, got up slowly from the stone table, went to the side of the willow tree, touched the tree trunk, and said slowly: "many years ago, a powerful murderer appeared in Xichuan evil road. His personality was cruel and bloodthirsty. The three schools of the right road had damaged countless experts to subdue him, and this soul burial sword was his portable weapon."

With his strong strength and the help of magic soldiers, although xuanming said it lightly, Mo Li can imagine how hard it took the right way to win the opponent.

"At that time, all the experts in the right way coveted the soul burial sword, but it was a pity that with the master's killing, the sword had already had its own consciousness. Although it was powerful, it was extremely demonic. Countless experts in the right way had tried to accept and refine it, but they didn't succeed. Finally, the ancestors of wanmuguan brought it back to the Holy Land and purified it with healthy qi.

After so many years, the soul burial sword's wisdom has not been suppressed, but is more and more tenacious under the impact of righteousness! That's why I said before that this soul burial sword is not a good omen for Taiyi mountain. If you can subdue it, the elders of the clan will not have any opinions. "

I didn't expect there were so many crooked roads in it!

It's normal for the dead to generate intelligence under the warm cultivation of aura. It seems that this soul burial sword is not so easy to accept! Only when there is a challenge can there be motivation. Mo Li is really looking forward to fighting with this evil soldier. He has jiuxiao noumenon with three magic swords in his hand, but he still has confidence.

Xuanming mentioned the burial of soul sword. Mo Li also thought of another purpose of coming to Taiyi mountain. After a short hesitation, he got up and arched his hand to the old man.

"Master, I have one more thing to ask of you."

"What's the matter? Go ahead -- "

Xuanming had some doubts and turned his head. He only saw a flash of light and a white shadow on the storage ring of the disciple's right hand, and there was a little snow-white beast with weak breath in his arms.

After a moment of confusion, xuanming's face changed dramatically. Without blinking, he stared at the little beast Mo Li was holding. His dry lips trembled gently: "this... This is... Blood pupil magic sound mink!"

Mo Li nodded gently and said in a soft voice: "that's right... It's the blood pupil magic sound mink of Shengjie, which is also very important to me. She has been seriously injured and has been sleeping for a long time. I hope Shifu can let her enter the holy pool of zongmen to heal her! "

"It's important to you... Is it your pet?"

Xuanming didn't expect that he had a holy beast on his apprentice, which really surprised him. I went to the stone table again and took a sip of tea. It seemed that I wanted to calm my heart.

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Li bit his lips lightly. When he raised his head, his eyes were as firm as ever: "no, she's my woman!"

"Poof"

Xuanming just drank a mouthful of tea in his mouth, and then he raised his head and looked at the serious young man in disbelief.

"No regret... The combination of man and beast is subject to..."

"I'm not afraid!" Mo Li shook his head with a smile, and his deep eyes were firm: "even if I am punished by heaven, even if I have to bear the punishment of the law of heaven, I am not afraid! She's my woman, all my life! "

The sonorous and powerful voice made the old man feel a little warm in his heart. His persistence surprised him and relieved him at the same time.

One side of Su ranxue has never said anything. At this moment, she looks at her lover's firm look, shakes her head and sighs. Some enviously looked at the little beast held by the lover, but they didn't know whether it was an illusion. The body of the blood pupil magic sound mink lying in the young man's arms seemed to tremble in the young man's words.

After a short silence, xuanming nodded slowly: "take her to the holy pool tomorrow by the way - there is spirit stone in the holy pool, the best healing holy thing in the world, which should help her!"

The essence of spirit stone?

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Yiliang nodded excitedly: "well... Thank you, master!"

"You need to be polite with me? If you can help her wake up, you'll be able to help her. That's a good thing! "

The old man's thought is still open-minded. Although he is still a little surprised, he doesn't persuade him any more. Although he didn't spend a long time together, he could see that his apprentice was not someone who could change his decision with a few words.

Put down the heart of a big stone, Mo from the mood more relaxed, is accompanied by xuanming talking and laughing, a road boy came out of the door in a hurry.

"Master, there is a girl outside the Mountain Gate who asked to see elder martial brother wuhui!"

Girl?

Mo Li was stunned when he heard the report from Dao Tong.