Mo Tianwei chased all the way, guessing that these beggars would eventually converge to share the stolen goods, and also wanted to see if this was the world of "Zhinanyou". It's been a long time since I read this book, except for the beginning of the plot and the name of the protagonist and the villain, I can't remember anything else, so Mo Tianwei made up his mind to hear the name of this group of beggars.

It's just that after listening to it for a while, I found that they are either "two eggs", "iron pillars" or "stunned" and "prosperous", without the protagonist of "Zhinanyou" - Mo Tianwei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after thinking about it, he felt that he was really funny, I don't know how many things are happening every day, I was really stimulated by that beautiful man to have no reason to YY so much, how can there be so many people who wear books!

Thinking about it, Mo Tianwei was not interested in looking at it, turned around quietly, and was about to leave, but he hit an iron tower coldly, and immediately took a few steps back, and looked at it, but it was a middle-aged man holding a sword who was looking at her indifferently, and asked: "Where is the little thief, hiding his head and showing his tail, sneaky?"

Mo Tianwei: "......"

Yu Guang saw that those beggars had been caught by the family who had chased them before, and they were beaten up one by one, and they screamed in mourning, Mo Tianwei only felt that his spine was cold, and the secret was not good, this group of people was obviously menacing and ill-intentioned, and he was curious to kill the cat and suffered from the pond fish.

Zhao Daxia saw that the little ghost's eyes were wandering, he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking, and he was even more displeased, the cold light flashed, the sword was out of the sheath, put it on the little ghost's neck, and said coldly: "Report the name!"

- I don't kill the unknown under the sword!

Mo Tianwei automatically finished the second half of Zhao Daxia's sentence in his heart, and suddenly he was unable to complain that his sense of crisis was dead, and unconsciously turned his neck to the other side, as if it would be safer this way.

"I, I'm just passing by......"

Zhao Daxia was even more displeased, he clearly saw this little ghost hiding aside and watching for a long time, and he dared to lie to him! Immediately, the long sword in his hand was sent, and a bloody mark was cut on Mo Tianwei's neck, and his eyes were sharp, "You'd better tell the truth!"

Mo Tianwei: "Say your sister, I just passed by to provoke you?!"

......

Mo Tianwei, eight years old at the time, followed the thief, eavesdropped on the spoils, unfortunately was obtained by the owner, and was sat down and punished for sneaky behavior.

- It's impossible to drop!

Mo Tian slandered slightly: "Say that your sister said, it's great to hold a controlled knife, and you have a license to hide weapons?

But obviously, she can't use the regulations of the previous life to restrain the rangers in the current life, so she is extremely depressed in her heart, and the secret path really can't do sneaky things, this is not retribution coming quickly!

This incident caused a great blow to Mo Tianwei's young heart, and there were two direct consequences, one is that she no longer has the curiosity to kill cats, and the other is that she has a strong obsession with the sword - I also want to wander around with a sword to beat people and cut people!

"I haven't provoked you, how can you hurt people at will?" Mo Tianwei has always been a hard person, even if his life is in the hands of others now, he is just as hard-mouthed, I have to say that the heart of death is deep in the bone marrow, "You learned a good martial arts, just to bully good people!"

Zhao Daxia snorted and patted her little face with the sword body, "Don't be pretentious, I hurt you, and it is reasonable, who knows if you are sneaky, whether you are involved with this gang of thieves!"

Mo Tian was slightly furious, he really hadn't been bullied like this in his previous life and this life, and his temper immediately came up, and he was about to go back as soon as he raised his eyebrows.

A cold hand pressed on Mo Tianwei's bun, blocking her way to death, and then the voice that had heard it once sounded in her ears: "The sword, it's not used like this." ”

The beauty god stick came out of nowhere, her expression was as cold as ice and snow, and it came with a temperature and humidity regulator, and it was like a cold current passing through everywhere she went. He completely ignored Zhao Daxia's frightened gaze, and reached out and flicked it lightly on the clear sword.

"Zheng!"

The crisp sound of the sword sounded in his ears, and Mo Tian watched the long sword turn into iron powder - note that it was not iron but iron powder - there was only one thought in his heart: "Finger power?!"

The god suddenly chuckled and shook his head, "It's not a supernatural power. But if you want to know, it's not impossible. ”

"You're going to tell me?" Mo Tianwei didn't believe it, "There shouldn't be any requirements, right?"

"Enter my immortal gate. ”

Mo Tianwei: ......

No, I am a staunch atheist, a loyal supporter of dialectical materialism and historical materialism, a contributor to the cause of science, and the successor of socialism......

Zhao Daxia knelt down with a plop, and bowed his head: "I don't know if the immortal chief is here, how offended, and I hope the immortal chief will forgive the sin!"

...... Immortal ......

The beauty god stick didn't look at it, looking at Mo Tianwei's expression that seemed to be a little shaken, his heart moved, his sleeve robe rolled, and both of them disappeared.

Zhao Daxia didn't hear from him for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw that the two of them were gone, and he was both happy and melancholy in his heart - he was glad that the immortal chief did not teach him a lesson, and he was a little regretful that he could not enter the immortal gate in this mediocre body, and he had relatives.

Looking back, the family was still teaching the beggars, completely unaware of what had just happened. Zhao Daxia was a little excited, and said a few words to Xu Er, and everyone left.

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Mo Tianwei only felt a flower in front of her, and when she opened her eyes again, her surroundings had changed - in the blink of an eye, she had actually gone from Xuanyun City to the barren mountain east of Xuanyun City!

The demeanor of the beauty god stick is still the same, and when she saw her, she said calmly: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, don't be surprised." ”

Mo Tianwei felt that he had died a big death.

When she first woke up, she thought that this was a farming text, and when she was held by a swordsman with a sword around her neck, she thought that she had opened the story line of martial arts, and now there is a god stick - ah no, fairy chief, tell her that this is actually a cultivation of immortals?!

It seems that she has always had a bad attitude towards beauties before...... Mo Tianwei glanced at him secretly.

The beauty smiled.

Mo Tian pursed his mouth slightly, and hung his head weakly: "I have seen the immortal chief, and the immortal chief spares his life." ”

The beauty shook her head.

“...... Then, the fairy chief will give it a good time. Mo Tian sighed slightly, a little regretful for her short journey through time, thinking about the way the immortal cultivators acted in the novels she had read before, she felt that she should just be dead—not to die, and her soul would not be at peace.

The beauty tilted her head, as if she couldn't understand what she was saying, and still stubbornly repeated the sentence: "Enter my immortal gate." ”

"Then tell me what kind of immortal sect you are?" Mo Tianwei felt that although this person was beautiful, he was too troublesome.

- At this time, she obviously didn't know that this beauty's affairs were far beyond her imagination, and she would regret it for today's too young and too simple in the future.

"After saying that, you agree to enter my immortal gate?" The beauty didn't know what was wrong, and she bit this point hard.

"Uh-huh. Mo Tianwei responded casually," you said. ”

"Sword Sect. After saying these two words, the beauty added: "Very powerful." ”

"Oh, that's amazing. ”

"Have you heard of it?" the beauty wondered, "Aren't you a mortal, how could you have heard of the name of my Sword Sect?"

Fools can also hear that I am perfunctory to you! Mo Tian lowered his head slightly and rolled his eyes, despairing in his heart for this world where cultivating immortals can become mentally retarded, he was so angry, but he still had to make excuses.

"It's obvious. Mo Tianwei's serious face was popular science for beauty, "The first restaurant in Xuanyun City is called Xuanyun Tower, and the first sect to practice swords must be called Sword Sect." ”

"I see!" The beauty seemed to suddenly realize, and then looked at Mo Tianwei's eyes more and more lovingly, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?" Mo Tianwei looked confused.

"Of course, it's the Hui Sword Sect. The beauty has a straight look, but it seems that Mo Tianwei has a little bit of a child's pretending to be old, which is really weird.

He continued: "The Zhou Kingdom is not the domain of the Sword Sect, and I can't stay for a long time. ”

Mo Tian understood in a second, the beauty turned out to be an illegal entry, and now she has to go to the smuggling port, of course, she has to run away quickly.

"But I haven't said goodbye to the shopkeeper and Liu Qing yet. ”

"I gave the shopkeeper of Renxintang a silver ticket of 10,000 taels, and he sold you to me. The beauty took out a deed of sale from her sleeve, and it was Mo Tianwei's name on it.

Mo Tianwei: ...... This evil human trafficking was legal in ancient society!

Mo Tianwei, who had been sold again, was about to fall into tears, and he opened his mouth to say something, but found that he had nothing to say.

She thought bitterly that she was sold for a tael of silver for the first time, and now she has sold it for 10,000 taels, sure enough, knowledge is power, and science and technology are the primary productive forces!

Seeing that she didn't speak, the beauty was very satisfied, took out the flying sword, jumped up with her collar, and the sword light was like a shock, and disappeared into the clouds in a flash, disappearing into the distant sky.

A few hours later, two rays of light fell on the barren mountain where Mo Tianwei and the beauty had just stood.

Tsing Yi Man A: "Seven Emotions Sword Intent." ”

Tsing Yi Man B: "The sword intent has not dispersed. ”

Tsing Yi Man A: "Xu is just passing by." ”

Man B in Tsing Yi: "I hope so." ”

The two searched around for a long time, but to no avail, they could only leave in a huff.

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Riding a flying sword is a very novel thing - if there is no nagging next to it.

"This is my one hundred and second flying sword, with a speed of about three thousand miles per hour, which is not surprising, but there is a seven-grade defensive formation engraved on the sword, which can deal with most natural disasters and man-made accidents, and is suitable for traveling in the mountains and rivers in my leisure time and pretending to be ghosts. I also deliberately carved a small phantom array on the sword, do you want to open it and take a look?"

"No, not necessarily!"

Mo Tianwei's face turned white, in the past day, this beauty used this slightly ostentatious tone to show off his weapons and cars, including sightseeing type, special effect pretending type, self-contained BGM type (don't doubt it, it's similar to the Dragon Sword), extreme challenge type...... It's really impressive, men's obsession with weapons and cars is a kind of dimensional infection.

Of course, Mo Tianwei has a deep experience of these flying swords, such as the sightseeing type allows her to watch a five-mao special effect fight without dropping the vest, the special effect pretending type allows her to personally participate in the creation of a mythical fairy tale, and the self-contained BGM type allows her to appreciate the charm of the popular repertoire (or the favorite track of the beauty) in the Xiuzhen world, the extreme challenge type...... It's a beautiful thing for her to be alive.

Beauty, the equipment transformation master with the stage name Aze, smiled and nodded, and played a trick, "Okay, then let's open it and take a look - trust me, it's definitely a super experience!"

Mo Tianwei felt that this person didn't care about her reaction at all, just like a stage actor, his only task after going on stage was to "continue to act no matter what", as for the audience's reaction? It was an afterthought or joy - and obviously, Aze would not even consider this afterwards.

A mist rose around the flying sword, and a demon that resembled a person infected with the plague virus in a copy of the slime or DNF crawled out of the mire, looking very hot-eyed, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he cried ugly.

- This is another place where Aze is very strange, and the special effects of his flying swords are strange, such as the ghost scene that does not scare people into peeing but makes people cry ugly.

Mo Tianwei was already able to look at these low-profile products a little calmly - just think of it as a 3D or IMAX horror movie, and Aze seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction - which was reflected in the fact that he soon began to introduce the one hundred and third flying sword, so by the time the two came to the Weiwei Sword Domain two days later, the relationship had evolved from Bole-Maxima to Yu Boya-Zhongzi.

"In three months' time, it's another Puja," Aze winked at her, "and you'll see me again when you pass." ”

Mo Tianwei jumped off the flying sword curiously, looking up at the person who was still standing on the flying sword, "Is this an agreement?

Aze nodded reservedly, but it couldn't suppress his sparkling gaze at all, "After getting started, we can continue to discuss the expansion of the functional field of flying swords in the new era - you know, there are not many people with a broad vision like us." ”

Mo Tianwei felt that this was very correct, and it was more interesting for the people of the earth to study the development prospects of the first major means of transportation in the cultivation world than to let an atheist accept the concept of "cultivate the truth well and ascend tomorrow" in a short period of time.

At this time, the disciple of the Sword Sect at the mountain gate had already walked over, and first saluted Aze respectfully and enthusiastically, "I've seen Huo Zhenjun!"

Aze had already recovered his cold aura when he approached, and the smoothness of the transformation made Mo Tian wonder slightly if this person was suffering from schizophrenia, and when he heard his greeting, he just nodded indifferently and pointed at Mo Tianwei, "Take it to Qingyun Peak." ”

The disciples of the Sword Sect act very simply, it is too common for a certain real person and true monarch in the sect to bring a good seedling to worship the sect, if it is not just in time for the once-in-a-decade recruitment festival, they will generally be accepted as outer disciples after a simple physical test (testing the spiritual root and cultivation) and political examination (checking whether they have the background of another sect) - not the lowest level of miscellaneous servants, because they have to give face to the real people and true monarchs. So after hearing Aze's words, he happily ordered another disciple to let him take Mo Tianwei away.

"Huo Zhenjun, the head of the sect has an order, when you return to the sect, please go to Haoyang Peak to pick up the Heavenly Hall as soon as possible, and discuss something. ”

Aze nodded nonchalantly, this attitude did not even make it seem that he had indeed heard this reminder, and disappeared once again with his flying sword.

Huo Aze Equipment Master Zhenjun, known as Huo Yuanchun and known as Ming Ze, returned to his Spirit Star Peak after two years of traveling, completely ignoring the order he had received not long ago.

As the first seat of the Spirit Star Peak, one of the eleven peaks of the inner gate of the Sword Sect, Huo Zhenjun is indeed not the first time that he has been so idle, unorganized and undisciplined, he has not done well in this regard, so that the head of the sect has already taken this situation into account and sent someone to invite him.

Huo Yuanchun walked on the bare barren mountain with half-squinted eyes, ignoring the one or two people who occasionally passed by and saluted him, and intently stroked the long sword in his hand, everything around him seemed to mean nothing to him.

"Third Uncle!" there was a hint of kindness and reproach in his gentle voice, "Master's words ......"

“...... Huh?Zhaoxing?" Huo Yuanchun raised his head blankly, and after seeing the person who spoke, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream, bowing his head slightly, still using concise and even cold words, "I'll go now." ”

Lin Zhaoxing just smiled slightly, and did not say anything about it, but casually said another thing: "...... How about the apprenticeship method you told Uncle Shi last time?"

“...... Very average. Speaking of this, Huo Yuanchun seemed to finally be a little interested, and he curled the corners of his lips, "Fortunately, Uncle Shi's personal charm is as good as ever, and he is invincible." ”

Lin Zhaoxing is already immune to such a third uncle - whoever lives next to a methodist Oscar actor will be indifferent to his role (or personality) transformation every now and then, regardless of whether he is an innocent little monk today, or a powerful Yuanying Zhenjun, or even a ruthless demonic giant, the important thing is that hidden under these appearances, Mingze Zhenjun is the glory of the entire Sword Sect.

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“...... My Sword Sect is the head of the Seven Sects of the Sword Gate, and in the entire cultivation realm, only the Daomen Taihua Immortal Sect, the Nine Xuan Immortal Sect, the First Palace of the Demon Gate, the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the Heavenly Jin Dynasty of the Middle Domain can be compared," the young sword cultivator who was not outstanding in appearance walked on the mountain road and told the story, "...... Since Changying Sword Immortal founded the Sword Sect in the 17,200th year of Xuanyuan, after nearly 50,000 years and 559 generations, it has gone through several ups and downs, and it still stands at the top of the cultivation realm......"

Mo Tianwei followed behind an outer disciple who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, listening to him tell him some common knowledge of the Sword Sect, and sighed in his heart for the timeline of this so-called cultivation realm that has been tens of thousands of years at every turn—summer insects are indescribable, and cockroaches do not know spring and autumn, so it is too strong for her to accept this view of time as an earthling.

"Speaking of which, haven't you asked your name yet, little brother?" Liu Lin said for a long time, and finally remembered that he hadn't exchanged names yet, "My name is Liu Lin, an outer disciple, and it's been ten years since I started." ”

Mo Tianwei didn't correct his misunderstanding of his gender, and replied: "My name is Mo Tianwei." ”

Liu Lin smiled, "Xiaomo was personally brought by Huo Zhenjun, and his talent must be amazing, maybe Senior Brother Liu will want you to take care of it in the future." ”

"Ah...... Zhenjun picked me up on the side of the road!" Mo Tianwei hung his head shyly, "I'm a mortal, and I don't know anything about Zhenjun." ”

"Huo Zhenjun, that's the most famous kendo genius in our Sword Sect for more than a hundred years!" Speaking of Huo Zhenjun, Liu Lin's performance is like a brain-dead fan and an Amway idol, "Seventeen build the foundation, forty-eight knots, eighty-two golden pills are consummated, and eighty-nine achievements are infants, refreshing the record of the fastest kendo! ”