Mo Tianwei looked at the smiles of the two, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, such a pure love that can be trusted by life and death, it seems that it can not only exist in fairy tales......

However, whether it is just a fairy tale or may exist in reality, she will never be able to put her fate in the hands of others, whoever it is, like they did.

She tilted her head and smiled softly, as if she were an innocent and unworldly teenager who was empathizing with the joy of others.

Qiu Shuisu happened to smile at Shang Mo Tianwei, and suddenly she felt that although her sister's smile seemed innocent, it had a kind of indescribable meaning.

It seems to have the power to perceive fate.

She was stunned, then smiled at Mo Tian and withdrew her gaze.

Mo Tianwei was already in deep thought, she didn't know what she was thinking, maybe she was just emptying her mind.

When she came back to her senses, the ceremonial officer had already begun to read out the gift lists, most of which were rare treasures, not only precious but also auspicious, which could be said to be very dedicated.

And after the long list of gifts was recited, in the misty clouds above Hehe Peak, several rainbow lights were also cast, which were the congratulatory gifts of the great powers of the Sword Sect who were not present.

After Lin Zhaoxing and Qiu Shuisu solemnly thanked everyone, they played the piano and the drum on the square, and the tune was melodious, revealing affection.

After a song, the two returned to their seats, but this time they sat together.

The guests also began to talk and drink freely, in groups of three or five, and between the staggered plans, it was so lively!

Some of the people sitting near the water were bending to the water, which gradually attracted many other people at the table, and bursts of laughter were heard in the game.

And some of them, when they were drunk, broke off a branch and began to dance their swords in the open space, while others saw that their hands were itching, and they also broke the branch and jumped into the field, and fought with them back and forth.

Everyone was a monk, and they were originally outstanding, and at this time, the sword dance made people feel light and agile, and it was beautiful, which attracted a burst of applause.

There are also some people who like music and rhythm, as early as when they listened to Lin Zhaoxing and Qiu Shuisu's ensemble, they felt itchy, and at this time, they took out their respective instruments and chose some festive and cheerful tunes to play.

Although the crowd played the harp, or played the sheng, or played the flute...... They are different, but they do master the rhythm, and the variety of tunes in one place not only feels weird, but has an indescribable sense of harmony that makes people listen to it mesmerizingly.

Some of the guests sitting on the high place couldn't help but feel a little emotion when they saw this, so they spread out the rice paper and splashed ink to leave this scene forever.

Mo Tianwei didn't know music or painting, and after giving the congratulatory gift to the senior brother and sister, he returned to the table and looked at the joyful scene in front of him with a smile.

Maybe after today, many people will have contradictions and stand on the opposite side for various reasons, but today's joy cannot be erased.

"I've been alone for a long time, and I'm a little uncomfortable at this time," Mo Tian drank a glass of wine casually, "Obviously, I used to like to be lively." ”

But people always change, and it's not surprising that they become what they are.

Her eyes fell on Beichen Shu, just like this person who was supposed to be the protagonist, at this time it seems that he has defected to the Demon Gate, right?

It's not like I'm staying at the table yet, and I'm even having a good time with other Sword Sect disciples.

There is no fate in this world, there is only one choice, whether left or right, forward or backward...... These choices make up destiny.

Her fate also unfolded step by step in such a choice......

Unconsciously, Mo Tian was slightly drunk, so he knelt on the desk, closed his eyes and recuperated, and his thoughts gradually emptied.

The so-called drunkard does not mean to drink, this bit of wine naturally can't make her drunk, she is just intoxicated with her own thoughts, and she can't extricate herself for a while.

Murong Jue, who was sitting opposite Mo Tianwei, noticed her strange appearance, but he didn't know why she was so drunk so easily when she was obviously very drunk.

But as long as he saw her, he felt soft and inexplicably warm in his heart.

Maybe he'll never get Amo's favor, but so what's the matter?

Liking is his own thing, and he doesn't have to drag the other party into the whirlpool of feelings......

Perhaps, it is only this feeling of sustenance that he is obsessed with?

Murong Jue was amused by his thoughts, shook his head and drank a full cup, then took out a bamboo flute, gently swirled it around his fingertips, and then blew it leisurely.

The breeze was mixed with the melodious sound of the flute, fluttering and flying above the heavy clouds......

In a daze, Mo Tianwei found that he had left the body lying on the desk, and with the breeze and fairy music, he drifted away, passing through the undulating peaks and mountains in the Sword Sect, hearing the discussions and quarrels of some disciples, and discovering some unspeakable little secrets......

She smiled knowingly, and didn't take it to heart, but continued to fly to a farther place, where was the mountain behind the Sword Sect, where countless low-level demon beasts survived and multiplied, living a dangerous but full of life.

She was like a mountain ghost in the forest, free and unrestrained, sometimes possessing and scooping up a handful of clear streams, sometimes picking a few fragrant flowers, and sometimes teasing those clumsy monsters, making them angry but unable to find an enemy.

"Haha......"

Smiling briskly, she left the back mountain and unknowingly came to Changyun Town.

There is a steady stream of people here, and it is a little more lively than usual. The monks either walked in groups or alone, some set up stalls in the bazaar, others drank in the restaurant......

Joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, the world is full of emotions, but at this time it gave her a different kind of touch.

At this moment, Mo Tianwei found that one of the people in the crowd was looking at him in surprise.

It was a masked man, and when he saw her gaze, he suddenly showed a meaningful smile and waved at her lightly, as if saying goodbye.

At that moment, Mo Tianwei was struck by lightning, only to feel a buzz in his head, his soul was turbulent, and he woke up in a blink of an eye.

When he saw her figure dissipate, the masked man slowly lowered his hand and laughed softly, "What an amazing celestial pride!"

It's a pity that such a heavenly arrogance will only make people want to destroy ......

On the Hehe Peak of laughter and laughter, Mo Tian, who was sleeping at the desk, trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, his face was like gold paper, and a mouthful of blood had already reached his throat, and he was about to spurt out immediately.

But she still remembered that today was a good day for her senior brothers and sisters, and she couldn't disturb everyone's interest, so she hurriedly picked up the wine glass and pretended to drink, but in fact spit blood into the wine glass.

Putting the wine glass into the jade pendant, she took out the pill and took it again, and then she felt much better.

"What just happened?" Mo Tianwei was shocked in his heart.

This kind of feast full of people is not allowed to let go of the divine consciousness at will, that is disrespectful to other people, so she closed her eyes and recuperated, she just spread the divine consciousness around to prevent any accidents from happening suddenly.

Moreover, with her divine sense, she was far from being able to radiate into Changyun Town.

That's ...... It's not a dream.

Mo Tianwei had a guess in his heart, it was a fugue!

After entering the Yuan Infant Period, in addition to planting the Dao seeds, the monk should also continue to condense the Yuan Infant to reach the realm of condensation like the flesh, so that the Yuan Infant can go out of the body and travel thousands of miles.

Generally speaking, when the Primordial Infant has reached the Great Perfection realm, the monk will be able to initially try the Primordial Infant Out of Body Wandering, because the strength of the Primordial Infant at this time is already sufficient to support the Infinite Wander for a short period of time without the danger of dispersing the soul!

"Am I wandering before I know it?"

Mo Tianwei was not happy because of this, but broke out in a cold sweat.

Because her realm is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant at this time, the Yuan Infant is not condensed enough, and the rash fugue is not only in danger of dispersing the soul, but if she encounters some ill-intentioned powers, she will fall if she is not careful!

Just like the masked man just now......

He was also in the fugue, but his realm was far higher than Mo Tian's, and even a single thought was enough to severely damage her.

Luckily, she was lucky, and the iQue was just in time...... If she stayed a little longer, she couldn't guarantee that she would still be able to sit here.

Mo Tianwei twisted his eyebrows, annoyed in his heart.

Changyun Town is at the foot of the Sword Sect, who is that masked man, who is sacred, how dare to travel so far, and still injure her unscrupulously?

It's just too deceitful!

She felt a little pain in her soul again, and couldn't help but rub her eyebrows.

Fortunately, this accident only caused her soul to suffer a slight injury, and she was able to raise it back quickly with the soul nourishing wood.

Angry is angry, Mo Tianwei also understands that such a power is far from what she can fight now, for the sake of now, of course, only cultivate well, and the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late!

Ling Yunqi noticed that Mo Tianwei's face was very bad, so he walked over with a wine glass and sat down on the side, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just had a nightmare. Mo Tianwei didn't want to tell anyone about it, so he casually made an excuse, "Maybe I was too tired for a while ago, and I drank some wine just now, so I ......"

Ling Yunqi's heart was as careful as a hair, and he could naturally detect that her breath was unstable, obviously it could never be such a trivial matter as "having a nightmare".

However, since the senior sister didn't want to say it, he wouldn't break it, so he only asked intimately: "Do you want to leave the banquet first?" This banquet will last for three days and three nights. ”

The monks have a long lifespan, but they have their own things, and they are mostly in retreat, and they rarely get together, so generally speaking, if there is a feast, it lasts for a long time.

Mo Tianwei thought about it, anyway, the congratulatory gift was also given, the senior brother and the second senior sister can't see others in their eyes now, and it doesn't matter if she is not there.

So he nodded and exhaled lightly, "I'll go back to Nine Heavens Peak first, and ask Senior Brother to help accompany Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister for me." ”

Ling Yunqi responded and glanced at Beichenshu, "What about him?"

"It's rare that he gets along happily with his classmates, so let's stay. Mo Tianwei was not so weak that people could send him back, "I'll go first." ”

With that, she got up and left the table and quietly returned to the Nine Heavens Peak.

Everyone at the banquet was drunk and enthusiastic, and few people noticed that Mo Tianwei had left the table early.

Occasionally, I noticed it, but I only thought that she was in a hurry, and she didn't take it to heart, who would have thought that she would be able to fugue after drinking a drink, and she would be beaten up when she was in fugue?

After returning to the Nine Heavens Peak, Mo Tianwei immediately went into retreat.

It is not a trivial matter for the soul to be injured, how many people have wasted their years because of this, and even cut off the path, she doesn't dare to be careless.

After taking some heavenly treasures that healed the injuries of the divine soul, she slowly warmed the divine soul with the soul nourishing wood, and it took three months to get out.

At this time, the double cultivation ceremony had long since ended, the visitors of all sects had left, and the Sword Sect had also returned to its previous appearance.

Mo Tianwei originally wanted to find the senior brother and the second senior sister to sue him, but he didn't want to hear that the two of them had already left the Sword Sect together and went out to travel.

"Is this a honeymoon?" she shook her head and chuckled.

Ling Yunqi asked, "Are your injuries healed?"

"It's fine, don't worry. ”

Ling Yunqi just smiled, he smelled the aroma of soul nourishing wood on his master's body. The aroma of the soul nourishing wood is very light, unless it is long-term contact, it will not leave the aroma, which proves that the injury of the junior sister needs to be healed by the soul nourishing wood, and the soul is injured!

This is no small matter.

Mo Tianwei saw his smile and knew that he wouldn't believe it, so he smiled helplessly, "Okay, it's not a big deal." It's just that at the banquet that day, I inadvertently went out of my body......"

"iQue?"

Ling Yunqi's smile distorted, what's going on?

Can my sister be fugue when she drinks a drink?

I'm ...... My eldest sister is dozens of years old, is this age to live to a dog?

You must not let the master know, otherwise......

He shuddered, and immediately decided to block the news, and told Mo Tianwei with a serious face: "I see, junior sister must not be so imprudent in the future...... You don't have to tell anyone about it, or you'll be jealous. ”

Mo Tianwei didn't want to tell others what it was like to be beaten up during the fugue, so he readily agreed.

"By the way, last time you took Beichen Shu with you, did you ......" Ling Yunqi considered his words, "Are you going to accept him as a disciple?"

Hearing this, Mo Tianwei was also a little entangled, she originally planned to accept Beichen Shu as an apprentice, but before Beichen Shu did things by herself, and then she went to the Canglan Realm, and she nested in the Barren Realm all these years...... Always miss the moment.

Beichen Shu has made a lot of progress over the years, and now that the advanced Yuan Ying is about to begin, she is not inferior to her a lot in terms of identity, and it doesn't seem to be good to forcibly press his seniority.

The most important thing is that he has not cultivated the "Wuxin Heavenly Book", so it is impossible for him to be a personal disciple, but if he is only a registered disciple, it will inevitably be a little humiliating.

Ling Yunqi said: "Over the years, other fellow sects have had disciples one after another, you should really think about this aspect of the problem, but Beichen Shu is not suitable. ”

It's not that he thinks that his junior sister is humiliating to Beichen Shu by accepting Beichen Shu as an apprentice, but he thinks that this guy is ...... The brain is still not very clear.

As far as the matter between Beichen Shu and Chi Xiao is concerned, it is enough to exclude him from the core of the Sword Sect forever, and it is good to be a follower like now.

As soon as Ling Yunqi said this, Mo Tianwei was shocked to realize that she was right, it seemed that she still lacked an apprentice who cultivated the "Wuxin Heavenly Book"!

Otherwise, her throne ...... Ahem, to whom should the first throne be passed on?