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Chapter 19 One sword breaks two

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    When the sun shone over Qingyang Mountain again, everyone had already boarded the flying boat. The four elders led the disciples to gather in the square to say goodbye. Everyone's eyes could not hide their joy, envy, yearning, etc.  On the other hand, the four true disciples of Qingyang Mountain were wearing brand-new Taoist robes, all with their heads held high, and the elder deacon stuffed a photo jade into each of their hands.

    "When you go outside, remember to take a photo of anything you see that is rare, and come back so that you, my brothers and sisters, can also gain knowledge."

    What a bunch of country bumpkins and country bumpkins The four true disciples of the Yaowang Sect looked on coldly with a sarcastic look on their faces. They didn't even realize that the Taoist robes the four of them were wearing now were the same style as the country bumpkins and bumpkins in their eyes. Since they stood up to Qingyang  According to the quota of Qingyang Mountain, from now on, the four of them will naturally be disciples of Qingyang Mountain, even if it is temporary.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone has a look of anger on their faces, and their eyes when looking at the four true successors of Qingyang Mountain are full of evil.  But obviously, the Four True Successors of Qingyang Mountain would not notice them at all at this time.

    "Uncle Mo, please take good care of me, the master and the disciples" The other three elders solemnly entrusted Mo Bu Le.

    "Don't worry!" Mo Bu Le nodded and smiled.

    "It's over, let's go." Mingjing was unhappy, what does Qingyang Mountain mean by using his senior brother as a nanny?  This is not a problem, the problem is that with the current ability of the senior brother, he cannot even be a nanny, and in the end it does not fall on him.

    Hearing the words, Elder Liu Hui immediately took out the spiritual secret with both hands, the flying boat took off into the sky, penetrated into the clouds, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

    "Flying so high"

    The golden elixir monk personally controls the flying boat. The speed and height are obviously not comparable to that of Wang Yuerong.  Mo Bule looked at the clouds flashing quickly in front of his eyes and felt very comfortable in his heart. He separated from the blue clouds and entered the nine heavens, thousands of miles away in just a moment. This is the most carefree scenery on the road to eternal life. The only regret is that the person driving the flying boat,  Not myself.  But having said that, without the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, it would be a pipe dream to control a flying boat.

    Therefore, it is the right way to go back to the cabin and continue practicing.

    Mo Bu Le had just made up his mind when he suddenly heard Ming Jing say: "Reduce the height by half." The voice was a little strange, as if it was squeezed out from between the teeth.

    Liu Hui was startled and quickly lowered the flying height of the flying boat.

    "That's Yanshanfang, right?" Mingjing spoke again.

    Mo Bu Le had a sudden thought in his heart and knew something was wrong. He was about to say "No", but Wang Yuerong was already there before him and said, "Thank you to the Immortal, that's right."

    Mingjing immediately waved his hand, and a white rainbow shot out from his fingertips, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and fell towards the ground.

    "Junior brother, please show mercy." Mo Bu was unable to stop him and could only shout.

    The white rainbow deflected slightly, and then struck hard at the entrance of Yanshanfang. In an instant, dust flew into the sky, and countless monks who were about to leave and enter Yanshanfang fled in shock. When the dust settled, they were shocked to find that,  The boundary monument at the entrance of Yanshanfang was split into two and fell to the ground. The fracture was extremely smooth, and it was clearly forcibly split by an extremely sharp sword energy.

    No one was injured. This sword energy was extremely precise and only cut off the boundary monument. No trace was leaked. It was just the dust stirred up when the boundary monument fell that made many people unable to dodge and made a mess.

    "Who is this powerful person who doesn't like Yanshanfang"

    The monks who witnessed this scene talked a lot. Some of them were not afraid of death. They actually reached out to touch the fracture of the boundary monument. Who would have expected that there was still sword energy left on the fracture. One hand was instantly cut to pieces by countless small sword energies.  Momo, he didn't cut off the entire palm, which means he reacted quickly and stopped in time.

    "Oh my godthe sword energy is condensed and adheres to the fracture. This great master is clearly a swordsman who has cultivated the sword's will" Several monks who had some knowledge suddenly gasped.

    Zheng Guanshan arrived, and when he heard this sentence, his face suddenly turned pale, he walked around the boundary monument a few times, then turned around and left without saying a word, without even daring to fart.  He could see it. This sword energy was extremely condensed. It could be seen that the person who used the sword did not intend to hurt anyone. It was just a warning. Otherwise, if the sword energy was fully powerful and landed in the center of Yanshanfang, it would probably be a murder.

    The monks are still discussing.

    "Hey, who saw where this sword energy came from?"

    "I saw it, it flew down from the sky"

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    On the flying boat, Mo Bule patted Ming Jing's shoulder and said earnestly: "Junior brother, it's not good for a man to be too petty"

    The bright complexion suddenly turned from white to red, from red to green, and from green to black, just like adjusting a five-color plate, it was really wonderful.

    "From now on, if I stand up for you again, I will be a pig!"

    Ming Jing roared viciously in his heart. Ming Jing was so angry that his chest felt tight. He slapped Mo Bul Le's hand away and turned back to the cabin. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to help but kick Mo Bul Le off the flying boat.

    More than twenty days passed in the blink of an eye, and Mingjing finally walked out of the cabin, faced the rising sun and took a deep breath of fresh air.

    "How far is it from Yaowang Sect?"

    A true disciple of the Medicine King Sect stood nearby. Hearing this, he quickly and respectfully replied: "There are still three days to go back to the Immortal."

    Mingjing's mood has improved a bit. When she arrives at Yaowang Sect, she can directly reach the outskirts of Jiuhua Immortal Sect through the void teleportation array.  When he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but pay attention to his obscure senior brother. He glanced around and saw no one, so he asked again: "Has my senior brother been practicing seriously these days?"

    "Master Mo has not left the cabin for ten days." Yao Wang Zongzhen replied.

    That means you have practiced seriously, and Mingjing is very pleased. Although this senior brother is not very reliable, he can still distinguish the importance.

    "Sir, I have something to talk to you about."

    Mingjing knocked on the cabin door of Mo Bulue. The Yaowang Sect was about to arrive. He had to give a few more instructions to make Mo Bulue firmly remember that he was no longer a disciple of the Yaowang Sect, but Luoxia of the Jiuhua Immortal Sect.  The first disciple of the Palace Master must put on his proper airs when meeting the people of the Yaowang Sect.

    "Junior brothercome in"

    Mo Bu Le¡¯s voice came out quickly, and it was slightly strange, but Ming Jing didn¡¯t notice it, so she opened the hatch and went in.

    As soon as he entered the door, Mingjing realized something was wrong, and glared: "It's only been twenty days, why have you changed back to this ghostly appearance?"

    Mo Bu Le was sitting on the cloud bed. He had just come out of training and was in high spirits. However, this was only in spirit. His body was showing signs of decline. His skin, which had been well nourished by Ling Guo Ling Tea, became dull again.  He was withered, even his hair had a faint burnt color, his cheeks were red, and there were red threads under his eyes, it was clear that the poison of fire was overflowing again.

    "It's okay, I can still hold it down"

    Before Mo Bule could finish his words, Mingjing had already reached out and placed his hand on his veins. When his true energy was detected, he felt bursts of burning sensation attached to the outer walls of the meridians, but it did not burn into the meridians. Only then did he feel relieved.  .

    "You deserve it. Who asked you to take the elixir recklessly" After thinking about it for a moment, you will know the reason. No matter how little fire property there is in the elixir, it will be harmful to Mo Bu Le. More importantly, leaving Icewind Valley  , without the help of the cold energy accumulated for thousands of years to suppress, he only relied on his own practice of the Yanbo Haomiao Jue to suppress, which was naturally a bit powerless.

    After thinking about it, Mingjing couldn't help but said, "Don't you feel pain?"

    "I'm used to it" Mobule smiled slightly. It hurt at first, but after more than a hundred years of pain, he didn't feel much anymore.  Compared to when he was in Icewind Dale, he now suffered less from the bone-chilling chill.

    After making two cups of tea, he said: "Don't worry, if I really can't suppress it anymore, I will naturally come to you for help." After a pause, he asked again, "Junior brother, what do you want to tell me?"

    Ming Jing's face turned black, the fire of ignorance, even Master was helpless, what could he do, knowing that Mo Bu Le was trying to deal with him again, he felt depressed for a while, but couldn't get out of his temper, so he had to  Put this aside and start talking about business.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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