At dusk, the orange sun is at its last end.

Cultivating to the late stage of Jindan, Mo Tianwei did not feel empty and lost, but had an indescribable sense of steadfastness, this is his own strength.

"I inherited the good words of my predecessors. ”

Although the mysterious man is eccentric, he is unexpectedly very suitable for her appetite, and if she is lucky enough to soar, she will also want to see the mysterious person again, and maybe then she will know the real secret behind this sword pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion gave her a very strange feeling, it seemed to be a holy place for cultivating sword cultivation, but many times she didn't care so much about the life and death of sword cultivation, whether it was an ordinary sword cultivation or a rare genius.

It's like the third exam of the Divine Ghost Monument, if the Sword Pavilion is willing, any peerless Tianjiao who enters this level will not be in danger of their lives, as long as their cultivation is restored before the eighty-one days come.

But the Sword Pavilion didn't do this, Mo Tianwei felt that it should think like this I gave you a chance to choose, and since you have made a choice, you must be responsible for your choice, life and death are your own, and you have nothing to do with others.

In some ways, this is undoubtedly fair.

"I'm afraid that's the only way to cultivate a truly powerful sword cultivator. Mo Tianwei sighed, "No matter how much mediocre or genius sword cultivation is consumed during the period. ”

The dark canopy gradually enveloped this side of the world, and the mysterious man waved his hand, "Go ahead." ”

However, Mo Tianwei suddenly smiled playfully, and pointed to a stone tablet next to the sword platform: "Can I take one thing away?"

The mysterious man raised an eyebrow, "What do you want to take with you?" Could it be the stele? ”

"A sword without words. Mo Tianwei began to pretend to be serious again, his expression was solemn and solemn, and at first glance it really looked like that, "A peerless sword should not be buried here." ”

For some reason, the mysterious man suddenly felt the urge to vomit......

"Whatever you want. "He doesn't want to talk to this guy anymore.

So, when the sun's brilliance fell, Mo Tianwei had already left the Divine Ghost Monument with the flying sword of Yan Wuchen, and there was only a mysterious person left in this world.

"This female sword cultivator's ten thousand methods are empty, but it's a bit interesting. Thinking back to the situation when Mo Tianwei finally cracked his two attacks, the mysterious man stroked his jaw thoughtfully, "Her way of thinking is very strange, as if she doesn't believe in such a thing as [Foreknowledge] at all, but pursues a strange rationality......"

"Hey, I don't want to. The mysterious man stretched, "Go back to sleep! This time it will probably be a few thousand years cleaner......

Outside the Monument of Gods and Ghosts.

Like Lear, there are not a few people who know that the third exam of the Divine Ghost Monument has a time limit, so when the time gets closer and closer to the deadline, many people gradually believe that Mo Jingchun probably won't be able to come out.

"Alas, a waste of time. Someone sighed, "I just dropped the task and came over, and I waited for almost three months, but I didn't wait for anything, and I spent a lot of resources in vain......"

Any sect and sword cultivator who wants to enter the Sword Pavilion to cultivate, will have to pay a sum of resources.

"Who's to say it isn't?"

"Another Tianjiao has fallen, I'm afraid Zuo Chuyan will be very depressed, right? haha......"

"He'll never be able to get back on the field!"

......

Among the people who talked about it, Senior Brother Zhen and Purple-clothed Sword Cultivator, who had a relationship with Mo Tianwei before, were also there, but their faces at this time were not very good, and they caught a Moon Shadow Heart Toad in the last mission, and they thought they could make a difference, but who knew that the Moon Shadow Heart Toad was a waste and useless, so not only did they fail to complete the task, but they were also chased and killed by a powerful sword ghost for several months, and they had to temporarily flee to the tenth floor to avoid the limelight.

"Hmph, these wastes deserve to talk cool here. Senior Brother Zhen glanced at those sword cultivators with great disdain, "People who can't even enter the Divine Ghost Monument are qualified to judge Mojing Chunpin!"

The purple-clothed sword cultivator blinked, looking puzzled, "Senior brother, don't you look at that Mo Jingchun unpleasantly?" Why are you still helping him talk now.

"I can see that he is not pleasing to the eye, it doesn't mean that these wastes are okay!" Senior Brother Zhen really didn't forget to praise himself for every word, "Although I haven't been able to enter the Divine Ghost Monument, my ranking is higher than these waste." If you want to evaluate Mo Jingchun, you have to wait for me to speak first!"

Purple-clothed sword cultivator: "...... Okay. Sometimes, he really didn't know how to answer his brother's words.

Senior Brother Zhen still wanted to blow a few big words, but he didn't want to be at this moment, a long bell centered on the Divine Ghost Monument, spreading rapidly to the tenth layer and even the entire Sword Pavilion!

"Bell"

One fell and then another, and so on for nine consecutive sounds, as if with some kind of magic power, the entire Sword Pavilion fell into a dead silence without exception!

Suddenly, it darkened.

Whether it was the sun shining brightly before, or the moon in the middle of the sky, at this moment, there was only a darkness left in the Sword Pavilion that even the divine sense could not break.

Suddenly, someone felt a chill on his face and reached out to touch it, "It's raining?"

It was indeed raining, and the rain fell from the sky and hit the ground and the house, dripping and dripping.

I don't know when the gentle breeze gradually became noisy, carrying a fine line of rain, wafting wantonly between heaven and earth.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind refused to fall behind people, as if it was more energetic, but in just a few breaths, it turned from a slanting wind and drizzle to a violent storm, sweeping the heavens and the earth!

"Stormy and rainy, is it true?" someone muttered, "and then the ...... Ghosts cry at night!"

The faint low cry echoed between heaven and earth, because of the darkness, no one could see what those weeping were, but the deep sadness contained in the cry was extremely infectious, making every sword cultivator have a trace of inexplicable sadness and sadness in their hearts.

But it was also at this time that a bright sword light suddenly rushed out of the sky, cutting through the dark sky, like a thunderbolt, shocking the gods and sweeping away the demons!

The crying is louder, but no one will be infected by the crying again, on the contrary, they are filled with a strong self-confidence, a stirring pride, my destiny, and I will no longer be at the mercy of demons and gods, and I will not have to compromise with anyone on my path!

Another sword light, this time the sword light is no longer as ephemeral as a fleeting meteor thunder, it tears through the dark sky, disperses the raging wind and rain, sweeps away the weeping ghosts and gods, and makes the light return to the world!

The bell rings nine times, and the gods and ghosts are cleared.

The sky was bright again, but all the sword cultivators outside the Divine Ghost Monument were still immersed in the scene and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"That'...... Whose sword intent is it?" it took a long time before someone asked stupidly.

No one answered, because no one knew, but in their hearts, there was a faint voice, "That sword intent, from the ancestor of the sword!"

The ancestor of the way of the sword, what a distant era, what an ancient power, to this day, the wind has dissipated in the long river of time, such as those who came after them, have long forgotten the legends or myths that belong to him.

"At that time, it was really an era of heroes rising together and being proud of the sky. Lear couldn't help but sigh, "The primordial god who was born with heaven and earth, the proud son of heaven and earth, and the lord of luck who is loved by heaven and earth...... Although I can't reach it, my heart yearns for it!"

There are many, many more such exclamations, and almost every sword cultivator has the same idea.

"Eh, that's not right, what about Mojing Junren?!"

Suddenly, someone screamed and shouted everyone's souls back, and then they reacted yes, Mo Jingchun passed the three exams of gods and ghosts, and now it's time to come out, why didn't you see anyone?

They immediately spread out their senses and searched around, and finally found the rumored Mo Jingchun in a corner, and rushed over as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Mo Daoyou, Mo Daoyou stay!"

"Mo Jingchun, Kunlun Tianqingyuan Sword Min Yiming challenges Your Excellency!"

"Don't be too busy, let's see what's going on inside?"

"Hey, don't squeeze y'all, don't squeeze ......"

......

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, the whole ground shook, smoke and dust rose everywhere, everyone was completely disgraced, and someone couldn't help but scold: "Which guy threw the thunder in the sky?! Is this provoking me?"

"I said don't squeeze, you are still squeezing, if you can't be killed, you will be given a meal of ashes!"

Immediately someone came out to claim the "crime", and then there was a new round of scolding, which quickly escalated into a scuffle......

In the chaos, no one noticed the two figures quietly leaving.

When they finally stopped fighting, the source of the chaos was long gone, and they waited for a long time, except for a large cutscene, and had to leave in a huff and continue to do their mission.

A mountain peak not far from the Divine Ghost Monument suddenly ushered in two sword lights.

The sword light dissipated, and the two sword cultivators with special demeanor jumped down from the flying sword and landed steadily.

"Fourth Senior Brother, it's been a long time!" Mo Tian smiled happily, "I really didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Yin Yuebai was not as cheerful as her, because he was still immersed in Fang Cai's "cutscenes", and his heart was turbulent for those legendary characters.

After a while, he let out a long breath of turbidity, "Gods and ghosts are easy, what are they ghosts!"

Mo Tianwei chuckled and said, "When the Dao Law is in the world, those primordial gods who once dominated the world can no longer control the fate of all things, so weeping can be such a sorrow, but for all living beings, it is the most beautiful hymn!"

And so it is. ”

After Yin Yuebai sighed, he finally put all his attention on the junior brother in front of him, clasped his hands around his chest, raised his eyebrows, and said, "How can you make such a big move anywhere?"

Mo Tian spread his hands slightly, looking very helpless, "An otherworldly person like me is like a firefly in the dark night everywhere, and I can......'t do it if I want to converge the light."

"Go!" Yin Yuebai poked the triumphant Mo Tianwei aside with a finger, "Seeing that you still look like this, our previous worries were really in vain." ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Mo Tianwei smiled again, reached out and grabbed Yin Yuebai's shoulder very arrogantly, and patted it, "Let you worry, it's my fault, I have good news to compensate you, how about it?"

"If you want to say that you have found Zhendingtian, I already know the news. Yin Yuebai slapped Mo Tianwei's hand away in disgust, "What other good news do you have?"

"Uh......" Mo Tianwei really didn't have any good news, so he could only straighten his chest, "I'm still alive, and I'm alive and well, this is the biggest good news!"

Speaking of which, she was also helpless.

Originally, I thought that as long as I found the space-time Dao marker of the Canglan Realm, I could ask someone to build a temporary teleportation array and return, but I later learned that this was not the case at all.

The space-time landmark of the Canglan Realm has indeed been found, but it is in a state of adversity, so the cost of building a teleportation array has greatly increased, and the required array mage level is also one order higher, and the biggest problem is not these two, but that no array mage will be willing to take this job.

The teleportation array leading to adversity and chaos, if there is a slight mistake in the construction, the array mage will also be put in, and no one is willing to take this risk.

After listening to these questions told by Mo Tianwei, Yin Yuebai pondered for a moment, "After waiting for you for so long, my time to enter the Sword Pavilion this time is a waste, and it is more than ten days, and I will be punished with a lot of good deeds when I go back...... You should be careful for me, don't always cause trouble, I'll go back and tell the sect to see if there is any way to solve this problem. ”

"Isn't it just a good deed, in this way, you don't have to pay back the eighth-order treasure you still owe me......" Mo Tianwei generously wrote off the previous account, "I should often enter the Sword Pavilion in the near future......"

After agreeing on the time of the next meeting, Yin Yuebai left in a hurry, and before leaving, she told Mo Tianwei a blockbuster news, "Master Mingze has stepped out of the body in the future, as an apprentice, don't forget to prepare a congratulatory gift......"

"Master's advanced out-of-body?"

Watching the sword light leave, Mo Tianwei was very happy in his heart, "Master has helped me a lot, I really want to prepare a big gift, what should I prepare?"

Keeping this matter in mind for the time being, Mo Tian rubbed her eyes slightly, she hadn't even slept once after working hard for months, she was really tired......

With a yawn, she set a formation ban around her, and then fell asleep beautifully.

No one could have imagined that a peerless Tianjiao who had just passed the three exams of gods and ghosts and became the most prestigious person in the Sword Pavilion would fall asleep on an ordinary mountain like this.

At the side of the Divine Ghost Monument, the purple-clothed sword cultivator glanced at Senior Brother Zhen cautiously, "This ......"

Senior Brother Zhen, who has always loved to talk big, didn't brag or belittle Mo Tianwei this time, he just stared at the Divine Ghost Monument and stood quietly for a while before he put on a smile again, "Hey, this Divine Ghost Monument, it didn't let me in, it's its loss......"

"Let's go, our mission isn't done yet!"

Senior Brother Zhen had already stepped on the flying sword, and the purple-clothed sword cultivator looked back at the ghost monument in his eyes, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart: "Senior brother, he ...... You must be unhappy now, right?"

"What are you rubbing?!" said a gruff voice mixed with obvious impatience.

"It's coming, right away!"

I think what are I doing so much, Senior Brother is also the most powerful Tianjiao in the sect, how could he be frustrated because he didn't get the approval of the Divine Ghost Monument?

The purple-clothed sword cultivator chased after him with a smile, and the two sword lights quickly disappeared on the void cloud ladder.