Meng Shijia restrained her smile and looked at Mo Tianwei with a serious face, which made her mood nervous unconsciously, and she didn't know why this guy was acting like this.

"I want to ask......" He scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed, and after a long time of struggling to close his eyes, he asked loudly, "Do you have a Taoist couple?"

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From the time Meng Shijia ran to Mo Tianwei's floating island, although the people around him seemed to be still doing their own thing, they had already distracted their attention a little.

And then...... When they heard Meng Shijia's unique loud voice shouting out, everyone in the entire shaking area was silent, and then they looked at Meng Shijia in unison, and then at Mo Tianwei in unison, and immediately showed a sudden realization.

- That's right, Mo Jingchun is so beautiful, it's not a big deal to be liked by a man.

Mo Tianwei's face turned a little blue, and his voice was a little colder unconsciously, "Sega Tianjiao, what do you mean by this?"

Meng Shijia finally realized what kind of oolong he had made, and hurriedly said, "No, I didn't mean that...... Ahem, I just wanted to ask, pure curiosity, pure curiosity. ”

After the initial embarrassment and speechlessness, Mo Tianwei's reason quickly returned, and he understood what Meng Shijia meant in an instant.

For a Tianjiao who was born in a remote area and was outcast, a solid backer is extremely important, and the fastest way to achieve this goal undoubtedly includes marriage.

Meng Shijia's question was both a genuine curiosity and a temptation, testing whether it was possible to pull Mo Tianwei into their sect - after all, no sect like her, who could be called peerless, would not be interested in the slightest.

Mo Tian coughed lightly and replied, "In the next heart, I have no intention of falling in love." ”

As soon as these words came out, Meng Shijia also understood what she meant, and naturally she would no longer say something rashly without knowing her eyes, but turned the topic to cultivation.

Mo Tianwei chatted with him for a few words, and then added several Tianjiao, such as Wang Taiyun, Yun Zhiqing and Qin Daoyin, several of whom were quite prestigious and talked about each other, which can be called a pearl of words.

And the rest of the people, many of them were reminded by Meng Shijia, thinking about how to pull Mo Jingchun to their side, and when he succeeds in cultivation in the future, this can be regarded as a good fate.

The gradually warm atmosphere was broken by the arrival of a person - this person was naturally Zuo Chuyan.

Since that day's competition, Mo Tianwei has never seen Zuo Chuyan again, and when he saw it today, he obviously felt the changes in him.

In the past, Zuo Chuyan was really unpopular, and he only wanted to confirm his cultivation avenue, and he did not hesitate to offend almost all Tianjiao for this, judging from his behavior, he was indeed domineering to the extreme.

But Zuo Chuyan that day, in Mo Tianwei's eyes, was nothing more than Erer, his domineering was superficial, but he didn't have a real domineering heart to match it - a truly domineering person doesn't need to do it deliberately, he will naturally exude an aura of surrender.

In other words, Zuo Chuyan has been adapting to "domineering" and transforming himself into a "domineering" appearance, so he will not be able to go to the extreme on the way to domineering.

And what I saw today, Zuo Chuyan had already restrained his arrogant aura that was too outgoing and became low-key and calm, but for some reason, no one dared to underestimate him like this.

Seeing Zuo Chuyan coming before, there was a Tianjiao who had a deep grudge against him and wanted to take the opportunity to step forward and taunt a few words, but before he could lift his legs, he was pressed back by the sense of danger that seemed to be nothing, and he didn't dare to make any small moves.

"It seems that this defeat is not a bad thing for him?" Mo Tianwei thought thoughtfully, "Maybe he can go further......?"

If he can make up for the loophole in the Dao Heart.

Mo Tian smiled slightly, isn't this very good?

If he can stand up after breaking down, he will be qualified to be seen by her, now...... It's not enough.

Mo Tianwei just glanced at Zuo Chuyan and didn't pay any more attention, but Zuo Chuyan kept looking at Mo Tianwei silently.

His feelings about Mo Tianwei were undoubtedly extremely complicated.

When they first met, because of the conflict between the avenues, he had a faint dislike for this person.

Later, when he fought, he admired this person's courage, but he also hated the other party's provocative and domineering behavior.

And when he was defeated in the end, he was damaged by this Dao heart, and he was even more ...... to Mo Jingchun

Perhaps he hated this man, and his presence had made him lose too much.

Perhaps he was grateful to this person, without her, he would not have realized that his way had actually gone astray unconsciously.

Perhaps, he admires this person, after all, heroes have cherished heroes since ancient times, no matter their position, no matter their grievances, Mo Jingchun is this person, he is convinced.

"Perhaps, we could have been friends. Zuo Chuyan silently drank the wine in the cup, "If only I could understand my mistake earlier......"

But if he had understood it a long time ago, his feelings about Mo Tianwei would not have been so complicated.

"Probably it was meant to be. He was slightly in a trance, "Domineering and carefree, they were destined to not coexist......"

Zuo Chuyan took a deep look at Mo Jingchun, who was leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes down, the jade hand that had once held a sword and pointed at his eyebrows was gently knocking on the armrest, his expression was indifferent and calm, and he was as quiet as a beautiful picture.

"It's not bad to be an opponent. He thought, "If there is such a person in front, I will not be complacent and end up in the crowd." ”

Zuo Chuyan's thoughts, Mo Tianwei was not interested in the slightest, there are too few people in this world who can let her analyze the other party's emotions with her brain, and there is definitely no Zuo Chuyan among them.

The reason why she is so gentle and quiet is because she is "listening".

Of course, she didn't listen to anything like "the opening ceremony speech of the True Martial Immortal Society", the monks didn't do this, she listened to the sound of the tide of the Thousand Waves Sea.

It turned out that at this time, the True Martial Immortal Club had already begun, with the seventy-two bells ringing one by one, the waves of a thousand waves on the sea seemed to be pulled by some strange force, from the original disorder, it became gradually full of charm, and the sound of the wave seemed to contain the Dao Zhili, with the cooperation of the Qingyue piano sound that floated from nowhere, so that the people who heard it, all their minds were wandering, and they seemed to have entered a wonderful world.

Mo Tianwei closed his eyes, the arrogance between his eyebrows gradually dissipated, and a faint smile appeared on his lips at some point, pure and clean, like an innocent and innocent young man who did not understand the world.

At the end of the song, the sound of the tide slowly lost its addictive rhythm, and the monks who had been immersed in it gradually came to their senses, and without exception, they all felt that their mood seemed to have improved somewhat.

"That's good. Mo Tian smiled, "I dreamed of Shizun and my senior brother, I really want to meet them......"

In the Tianshu District, Qin Shenyi slowly fell from the sky, with a consistent smile on his face, and bowed his head towards the surrounding powers, "How is it, are you still satisfied?"

"I haven't ......heard the sound of the piano in the Divine Will," a gray-haired old man sighed with his eyes closed, "This time, it sounds even better than many years ago, and it reminds me of many good memories." ”

"How can you not be satisfied?" a female cultivator with an extremely beautiful appearance took a sip of the wine in the glass, "Qingxin Bell, Forget the Dust Qin, Shenyi Song, Zhenwu Jiujue has seen the three uniques at once, and it is really worth the trip!"

"Dare to ask the Divine Will, can the song played by the Divine Will, be named?" a male cultivator gently turned the bamboo flute in his hand and asked curiously.

"A pillow of sorghum. Qin Shenyi said.

"A pillow of yellow sorghum ......"

The great power present couldn't help but be stunned, and then thought back to what he had seen in his dream...... For a while, the mood fluctuated irrepressibly, like a pool of spring water wrinkled by the wind.

Everyone has their own story, so in a pillow of yellow sorghum, some people dream of the good past, some people recall the ups and downs of the past, and some people fall into a deep nostalgia for the old people......

Mo Tianwei recalled the vague sound of the piano, and if she had the opportunity, she wanted to get the score of this piece.

"It's so good...... a sigh sounded in his mind, and Mo Tianwei heard someone asking, "Is this the so-called 'this song should only be in the sky'?"

The smile on Mo Tianwei's face gradually faded, she put the wine glass away, picked up a spirit fruit and ate it, and replied in her heart: "I've heard the performance of the Immortal Envoy before, why haven't I seen you like it so much?"

Erfeng said: "It's different. ”

"What's the difference?"

"The wonderful sound of the immortal envoy can help you realize the Tao, but I can't understand anything, but this fairy sound reminds me of a lot of things in the past...... You know, after being a fool for so many years, I thought those things had long since faded away, but today I can actually look back on them in my dreams, how rare it is......"

"Is that so?" Mo Tianwei suddenly asked, "After reviewing it, what do you think?"

"I ...... Don't want to know about them anymore. There was a hint of sadness in Er Feng's voice, "You're right, they really didn't love me at all, I was just a commodity they created, a commodity that could be exchanged for benefits...... goods, no need to have feelings for the owner. ”

When these words came out of Er Feng's mouth, even Mo Tianwei couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and always felt that there was something different about Er Feng......

"I should thank you for allowing me to see a landscape that I would never have seen in my life......"

Mo Tianwei came back to his senses and replied flatly: "This was originally an agreement between you and me, so there is no need to thank you." ”

"No, I should still thank you, if it weren't for your presence, I would have been a fool all my life, confused, I don't know how pathetic it would be!" Er Feng seemed to laugh, "Without your hard work to cultivate, what am I? What can I see?"

"Because of you, I know how big the world is, and what a person can live like......"

Mo Tianwei put down the half-eaten spirit fruit and looked at the eyes in the wine glass, as if he saw another self in the Purple Mansion.

She said earnestly: "Even if you say so many good things, I won't eat one more Changyang jade fruit." ”

Erfeng: "......"

"Your words are getting better and better, but it's a pity that it's useless, I took an extra spirit fruit last time, and I retreated for half a month to dispense the medicinal power. Mo Tianwei was particularly ruthless at this time, "Only when it is enough can it last long." ”

Erfeng was probably choked by her, and it took a long time before he said angrily: "Are you really another me?

Mo Tian snorted coldly, "Don't you just want to thank me for letting you eat delicious fruits and hear good music? Why do you have to say so sensational! We are one, in the future, you and I will merge, what I see is what you see, no need to thank ......"

She paused before she said, "Because we have all fulfilled each other." ”

"Well, you're actually very good too, and it would be better if you didn't have to retreat too often. Er Feng protested slightly, "Don't always kill people......

"Humph!"

"I mean, don't do it yourself, let others kill you, it's not that you can't cultivate, uh, what, you can't get more cause and effect, it seems to be this statement?"

"There is a red lotus karmic fire, no hindrance. ”

"Hey, that's not going to work......"

Rarely, Mo Tianwei actually chatted happily with Er Feng.

Because of that killing in the Southern Regions, the relationship between Mo Tianwei and Er Feng dropped to the freezing point for a while, but later because the quality of the words she threw to Er Feng was greatly improved, the perspective of the protagonist was no longer limited to Wei Guangzheng, and Er Feng slowly stopped being the same as before, and their relationship gradually warmed up.

Everywhere Mo Tianwei goes, she will go out to eat, drink and have fun, not only because she is such a free and casual personality, but also because she promised Erfeng to share her five senses and enjoy the happiness of life together.

In fact, the two can be said to be the most familiar strangers, intellectually they know that they come from the same source, but the difference in the three views and the actual situation make it inevitable that the two will have a lot of complaints about each other, which is also inevitable.

For some reason, neither of them bridged the gap between them.

"Jingchun Daoyou, let's go, there is a kendo master in Kaiyang District preaching, let's go and see!"

Qin Dao pulled Mo Tianwei and flew towards Kaiyang District.

When he arrived at the place, Mo Tianwei found out that this sword dao power was a person from the True Martial Sect, and looking at Qin Daoyin's attitude towards the other party, there must be a relationship between the two.

"It is said that the sword realm of Feng Ning Sword Venerable has reached the first level of the sword soul, and in recent years, there have been rumors of breaking through to the second level...... Qin Dao Yin whispered in Mo Tianwei's ear, "I heard before that what he is going to talk about this time is related to the seven turns of the sword spirit. ”

"Seven turns of the sword spirit?" Mo Tianwei's heart moved, "Then you really have to listen carefully." ”

Not all powerful sermons will benefit a lot after listening to them, because some great people only talk about their own cultivation paths, firstly, others do not understand their own paths, and secondly, the perceptions of different paths are not the same, so this kind of preaching actually does not make much sense after listening.

But the one who can explain the realm of kendo is different, and any sword cultivator can hear it.

Because of Shizun's perennial retreat, Mo Tianwei doesn't know much about the next few turns of the Sword Spirit Realm, and now Feng Ning Jianzun's sermon is a good opportunity.com!