A mortal town far away.

"Pillar, pillar!"

A loud roar came from outside the door, and the man lying on the bed opened his eyes in a daze, and for a moment he could not figure out the situation.

"Hmm...... Why am I asleep? Oh, I have to chop wood, or there will be no firewood to cook at night!"

The pillar sat up suddenly, looked anxious, hurriedly got out of bed, hurriedly dressed himself, pushed the door out, hoping that he had not slept too late, otherwise he would delay the evening meal.

However, when he walked out the door and saw the clouds of the eastern canopy and the gentle tomorrow, all movements froze.

As the smoke curled from the cooking, he looked into the kitchen in horror, just as his grandmother came out to call again.

Seeing him standing in place, Mu Mu was stunned, and his grandmother glared at him with disgust, "If you are lazy at this time, be careful that you can't marry a daughter-in-law!"

The pillar was stunned and asked, "Grandmother, how long have I been asleep?"

"You fell asleep as soon as you came back last night, and you slept until now, how long did you say you slept?"

Is that so? Did I come back from chopping wood yesterday until I went to sleep?

It's probably been a long sleep.

The pillar breathed a sigh of relief, his grandmother didn't say anything about him, that means that Lang Jun is fine, this is good, this is good.

"Grandmother, why don't you see Lang Jun today? Lang Jun gets up before sunrise every day. Zhu Zi smiled and picked up the firewood knife to chop the firewood, "It's rare that Lang Jun will also sleep lazy." ”

As he spoke, he put up the chopped firewood neatly, and after splitting seven or eight pieces of firewood, he realized that something was wrong.

As soon as he looked up, he saw his grandmother looking at him with a look of horror, not looking at her beloved grandson, but at some kind of evil.

"Grandmother, what's wrong with you?" the pillar reacted as if something was wrong, no matter how sluggish the pillar was.

"Zhuzi, you, what nonsense are you talking about?" the grandmother hesitated, but finally said, "What Lang Jun?

There is no Lang Jun? Then I ......

He was a spirit, and his still somewhat chaotic brain was completely sober.

Zhu threw the firewood knife aside, slapped his head fiercely, and smirked: "Grandmother, I just dreamed that there was a fairy-like Lang Jun, who temporarily lived in our house because of the disaster, and then he returned home, and personally came to thank us and sent a lot of food and cloth......

Hearing this, my grandmother put her mind at ease, it seemed that she was just daydreaming and being stupid, which frightened her into thinking ......

She grumbled and hit the pillar several times, "You wake up, stop daydreaming, hurry up and finish chopping the firewood, and then use the food." ”

The pillar aggrievedly touched the place that was beaten red, and honestly picked up the firewood knife and continued to chop firewood.

"Or the pillar......" Grandmother was completely relieved, if the pillar was possessed by some mountain spirit monster, how could he be so honest and not fight back?

Walking towards the kitchen, she pondered that it was time to marry a daughter-in-law for Zhuzi, otherwise her mind would be full of those unrealistic things all day long, alas, sad!

She didn't see it, and the pillar behind her was picking up the firewood in her hand, but her face showed a look of deep thought that she would never have before.

"Is it just a dream?" he slashed the wood in half, "No...... I feel like my brain is better and my eyes are better......"

He was secretly happy in his heart, and faintly felt that Lang Jun must not be a mortal, I am afraid that he is a rumored immortal!

"If I can get the immortal enlightenment, doesn't it mean that I ......" The pillar had an unprecedented ambition in his heart, "I am a great creation!"

"No, I can't hide in the mountains to chop wood and hunt, I want to go out and wander, with the protection of the immortals, everything will be good......"

•

Mo Tianwei's act of casually igniting in the mirage was originally a whim, and he never thought that this rise would have an unusual meaning for a mortal, and he never thought of what kind of accident this incident would cause—as for surprise or joy, it would be many years later.

After interrogating Mirage, as she had expected, there was too little useful information.

After leaving the seaweed-covered seaweed, she immediately ordered the mirage dragon to take a bath in the clean seawater, and finally performed a few dust cleaning techniques herself, which was then put into the jade pendant.

Looking at the waves in front of him, Mo Tianwei wondered whether he was going to Liyao Island, or continued to wave everywhere?

A second later, Mo Tianwei caught a poor flying wave fish and rode the wind and waves far away from Liyao Island.

Just kidding, there's nothing to do to go to Liyao Island now, and it's free to teleport here, so let's talk about it first.

After that, Mo Tianwei went around killing monsters in this sea area to gain experience, during which he was lucky (?) to meet a few guys with bad intentions - what do you think, misdeeds refer to robbery - and then Mo Tianwei could only reluctantly kill these few humanoid monsters with strong provocation ability.

By the way, I also saved up the cost of teleporting back to Hongchuan Island.

It's not that Mo Tianwei is hypocritical, to be honest, she really doesn't look down on these loose cultivators who want to rob, if it weren't for the sake of spirit stones and face, she would actually rather kill a few more demon beasts.

After all, demon beasts can eat, skin, cramp, sell materials, and even act as mounts, can these loose cultivators do?

It can be can, but if Mo Tianwei does this, he will be beaten into a demon in a few minutes.

The days of farming monsters are very boring, Mo Tianwei can only entertain herself, from the beginning of killing the monster cleanly and putting away the materials, to later using the monster as a sparring partner who sticks the spirit stone upside down, she can be said to have played tricks.

“（2333，6666，2147）！”

The huge demon beast set off a monstrous wave in the sea, but there was a fluttering figure in the huge wave, and every movement brought up a wisp of sword light, bright as a bolt of lightning, and from time to time it slashed at the monster's solid scale and thick armor, hitting its skin and flesh.

After reciting a coordinate, Mo Tianwei quickly avoided the attack of the demon beast, his body was like a ghost, and suddenly he reached the other side of the monster's huge body, and a sword poked at a piece of black scale armor, and Sen Leng's sharp sword intent shattered the entire scale armor into more than a dozen small pieces, and fell into the sea, revealing the flesh and blood protected by the scale armor.

With a flick of the sword, a piece of flesh the size of a scale armor was sliced off.

This seems to be the weak point of the demon beast, only a small piece of flesh has been cut, and it roars in pain, and its attacks are a little more violent.

“（-4561，7992，8925）！”

The sword light lit up, and the demon beast's attack stopped for a few breaths, and its four round eyes were full of rage, but soon, the light dissipated, and its body also fell heavily on the sea, and it lost its breath.

Mo Tianwei stood on the sea and thought back to the battle process of Fang Cai.

She had been observing the monster for a long time, so long that she knew every one of its weaknesses - yes, she was even so bored that she had built a three-dimensional coordinate system for the monster and marked its weaknesses.

Hmm, you ask, what's the point of that?

It doesn't really make much sense.

In order to improve the accuracy of her swordsmanship, the weaknesses of the demon beasts she marked are very small, and it is difficult to grasp this point in battle, most of the time it is based on intuition, and it doesn't hurt to deviate by an inch or two, after all, sword intent is a range damage skill.

Mo Tianwei, who was bored, decided to artificially increase the difficulty, so he forced himself to hit the weak points accurately in the battle and not deviate.

"Of the nine coordinates, two of them are a little off, otherwise the time can be shortened a lot...... Mo Tianwei thought silently, "The place where it missed was also scratched by the demon beast skin, tsk, the intact skin and the flawed skin are completely two prices, and it is a loss." ”

Although he felt that he had lost a lot in his heart, Mo Tianwei still put away the body very quickly, and then quickly moved away from this sea area.

With a wave of his sleeves, only a piece of blood remained.

•

There is a mysterious island near Reyao Island.

The island is lush with vegetation and swamps, and there are many amphibian monsters living in it, and ordinary monks will take a break when they pass by, but they dare not stay long, and they will soon leave.

Because the island is so strange that strange songs often come out, many monks have been struck by the song and have to bury their bones here forever.

It's not that no one has ever come to discover the island's secrets, but the best outcome is nothing.

After a Jindan real person was invited to the island to investigate the situation, but found nothing, no monk below Jindan tried his best to try to crack the secrets of the island, and gradually, this place became a ghost domain.

Passing by the island, you can occasionally hear that ethereal singing, but after being prepared, the number of people who will be recruited gradually decreased, and over time, everyone no longer looks at this place, but is more cautious when passing by.

On a small hill on the island, three monks were sitting together, discussing things.

One of them had white hair and a gloomy expression, one had a vicissitudes of life and a calculating face, and one had a kind smile but cold eyes.

These three people are a group of people who are dedicated to killing people and stealing goods near Liyao Island, there were originally five people, but two died a few days ago, and now only these three people are left.

The long-bearded old man said: "Little Fourth and Little Fifth died miserably!

The vicissitudes of life middle-aged said: "How to take revenge? You have also seen that person's ability, with only one sword, he killed the four and five of them, if we are against him, I am afraid that he will not be his one-in-one general!"

Finally, the smiling tiger said: "Why fight head-on? Naturally, there are other means." ”

Both of them looked over: "Little San, what are your plans?

The smiling tiger was confident: "Tomorrow, I just need to ...... In this way, there is no way back to discipline that shaft!"

After hearing his plan, the two of them high-fived each other and shouted "wonderful", and finally their eyes fell to the corner in the depths of the hill, until they saw the things in the corner into a ball, and then they laughed and staggered again, as if they had seen that the enemy had fallen and all the resources had fallen into their hands.

Immersed in such a cheerful air, the three of them were drunk, and each went to his own cave, not noticing the vicious and hateful glint in the eyes of the creature in the corner......

•

On this day, Mo Tianwei was still hunting demon beasts at sea, if there was such a thing as the Demon Beast Protection Association in the Canglan Realm, she must have been on the blacklist - not because of how many demon beasts she killed, but because the means of sharpening her swordsmanship were simply abusing and killing demon beasts from a certain point of view......

Mo Pervert Tianwei still didn't know how many tragedies she had unknowingly committed, and after killing the demon beast again, she continued to move forward, and suddenly her ears moved, and her footsteps stopped unconsciously.

"This voice ......"

Listening to the ethereal singing, Mo Tian raised her eyebrows slightly, her originally good mood disappeared completely, although her expression did not change much, but those who are familiar with her will definitely be able to find that a faint anger has risen in her heart.

"The merman who suddenly appeared in the shallow sea area...... Mo Tianwei's voice unconsciously became cold, "Whether it's a trap or something, you're dead!"

After all these many years in the Canglan Realm, Mo Tianwei has never really hated anyone, until she met Kyaukyao, who can be said to be the number one person on her hatred list at present.

The so-called love house and Wu, and vice versa, Mo Tianwei has a faint hostility towards the entire merman race.

This hostility wasn't enough for her to run away and pick the merman's lair - even if she did, she couldn't beat it, but it allowed her to convict the merman first when the situation was unknown.

Mo Tianwei didn't move, although this merman's singing voice was very good, full of bewitchment, but this was really not worth mentioning to her, who had absorbed the source water of chaos and had the blessing of the bloodlines of two divine beasts.

The singing gradually stopped, and just as Mo Tianwei was wondering what this guy was thinking, suddenly the sea in the distance was turbulent, and all kinds of firelight flickered.

- Obviously, this is not a sudden tsunami, but someone is fighting.

Mo Tian squinted his eyes slightly at the angry waves and the brilliant firelight, one side of the fighting method was the merman, and the other side was the human race.

After looking at it for a while, Mo Tianwei found that the fighting area was moving in her direction, and she suddenly had a lot of thoughts in her heart, but she had no intention of leaving—she wanted to see what was going on!

Not long after, two hasty figures broke into Mo Tianwei's field of vision, and when they saw Mo Tianwei, they were overjoyed, and immediately the young man said: "Please also ask Taoist friends to help, there will be a retribution afterwards!"

Another old man also said: "The merman behind is cruel and brutal, and one of my companions has died at its hands, and I beg to help you!"

Mo Tian was slightly indifferent, and his eyes fell on the merman who was riding the monstrous waves behind them.

This merman is taller than her, and with such a physique, he is just an immature teenager in the merman clan, and he usually hides at the bottom of the deep sea and will not leave the group.

Its tail is still beautiful, but a closer look reveals that the fine scales are dull and even many of them fall off - the scales of the fishtail are so important to the mermaids that they are difficult to shed.

Its turquoise pupils were full of hatred and resentment, and it stared viciously at the two fleeing men, holding a middle-aged monk in its hand.

The monk seemed to still have a few wisps of breath, but the merman's sharp knuckles had already pierced into his neck, and blood slid down his pale skin, dripping into the sea, and there was no trace of it.

"Whew!"

With a slight sound, Mo Tian frowned slightly, and watched as the merman's other hand peeled off the monk's scalp entirely, as if tearing a piece of paper that had been broken.

Is it so heavy-mouthed?