Green Plum Fairy Road Chapter 341: Study at home (Part 1)

After Wuyou left with Mo Qing and Mo Liu, Mohe was the only one left in the whole Mochizuki Mountain. He proceeded his cultivation life in an orderly manner without feeling any loneliness or discomfort. .

Mo He's daily life is simple and fulfilling. Although the growth rate of his cultivation is not as fast as before, he can feel his own growth in other aspects.

Cultivation itself takes some time to accumulate. It’s a good thing to improve your cultivation quickly, but if you step on the ground and step on every step, you will see more differences on the way to the path. Scenery.

The quiet and quiet training process of a person like Mo He didn't last long. An unexpected visitor caused Mo He to stop such a peaceful and fulfilling training process.

"Please!"

Sitting under the two green plum trees, Mo He held two tea cups in his hands. Between his thoughts, about seven minutes of water gathered in the tea cup, then it boiled quickly, and then quickly landed to the right place. Temperature, made a please gesture to the opposite person.

Sitting across from Mohe was a young man dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a long sword slanting behind his back. It was Han Feng of Taiyi Jianzong.

The arrival of Han Feng really went beyond Mo He's expectation. In that dispute, the two of them were on opposite sides of each other, and even fought each other.

Because of Qingmei Daochang, Mo He didn't have much favor with the disciples of Taiyi Sword Sect. He didn't expect that the other party would find Mochizuki Mountain.

Lifting up the tea on the table, Han Feng took a sip, then looked at the opposite Mo He and said, "Your cultivation base has broken through the late stage of the pure sun realm!"

"Well, I had a chance to break through a few months ago!" Mo He nodded and replied without shy.

"I want to fight you!" Hearing Mo He's answer, Han Feng said immediately.

After hearing this, Mo He put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a hint of playful expression on his face.

"Why? It's been a few years since the last time, and the hook didn't bother me. Could you please clean me up?"

"Of course not. The Second Dynasty has nothing to do with me. I just want to fight you and continue to polish my swordsmanship!" Han Feng shook his head and replied with a serious expression.

Of course, Mo He knew that Han Feng was definitely not looking for him because of the Second Dynasty. If it was for the Second Dynasty, he would not have waited until now. He should have come a few years ago.

"You want to sharpen my sword, why should I promise you?" Hearing Han Feng's explanation, Mo He asked again.

Compared with Taiyi Sword Sect disciples, Mo He actually has a heartbeat in his heart, especially when the opponent is a master like Han Feng, and a battle with him, Mo He should have some gains.

However, this gain is just the icing on the cake for Mo He. First of all, Mo He has a lot of combat experience. Secondly, Mo He practices quietly every day, and his strength is steadily growing. Why bother with him?

Hearing Mo He almost refused, Han Feng's expression didn't move at all, but he said in a flat tone, "Don't you want to see "Taiyi Zhandao Sword Art"?"

Hearing these words, Mo He narrowed his eyes lightly, and his breath remained undisturbed, but his whole body suddenly felt dangerous.

"Taiyi Zhandao Sword Art", once the Taoist Qingmei was damaged under the Taiyi Zhandao Sword Art, he realized that his future was hopeless, and finally stepped into the gods.

"I really want to see "Taiyi Zhandao Sword Art", then please enlighten me!" Looking at Han Feng's expressionless face, Mo He slowly said.

Then, the two stood up at the same time, their bodies transformed into two streams of light, and they flew away from Wangyue Mountain to an empty place in Yuhe Mansion.

As soon as the figure fell to the ground, the Mo Yu bamboo stick appeared in Mo He's hands, and at the same time, the Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb also hovered on Mo He's head, emitting an emerald green light, and at the same time drooping with blue aura. , Will protect Mohe whole person strictly.

Han Feng's bladeless long sword was quickly pulled out of the sheath and fell into Han Feng's hands.

The two didn't have any nonsense, they attacked at the same time as soon as they were ready for each other.

Mo He's hand lightly tapped the bamboo stick with ink jade on the ground, a cyan light with a majestic vitality, instantly turned the surrounding into a dense forest, with countless vines entwined, and trees turned into tree soldiers. Standing up from the ground, gently swaying the canopy, shaking off the leaves.

The fallen leaves did not fall to the ground, but shot at Han Feng like blades.

The long sword in Han Feng's hand was lightly raised, and a white sword light lit up, like a sudden flash of lightning in the clear sky, the sword light flashed, and within a kilometer of his body, all attacks were swept away It was clean, and even the ground was cut flat.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Han Feng's mouth. With another wave of the long sword in his hand, the sword light turned into a white rainbow and pierced straight towards Mohe.

Han Feng is a little happy now. In a tentative attack just now, he found that after Mo He's cultivation base broke through the late stage of the Pure Yang Realm, his strength has indeed increased a lot. He is finding a strong opponent for himself. happy.

The Mo Yu bamboo stick in his hand moved forward slightly, Mo He shot away the sword light frontally, and at the same time, a large amount of water began to condense around his body.

In Yuhe, which is already far from the place where the two of them were fighting, some people on the river were surprised to find that the water of Yuhe seemed to be drawn by some kind of force, turning into drops of water, flying from the surface of the river. Up, and quickly went in one direction.

At the same moment, in the view of the Five Elements, Daoist Yuan Ji also sensed Mo He's breath, and found that Mo He is now fighting against people, and the aura of fighting Mo He is sharp like a sharp sword, distinct. Is a powerful sword repairer.

Such a powerful sword repairman, almost without guessing, he can think of it as a disciple of Taiyi Sword Sect.

"Why Daoyou Mo has a conflict with the disciple of Taiyi Sword Sect?" Yuan Ji Dao Chang frowned slightly, thinking in his heart.

But shortly afterwards, he found that the place where the two met was an empty place, and the auras of the two were gradually strengthening, as if they were fighting more than life and death, and he immediately felt relieved. At the same time The body shape also instantly turned into a streamer, heading in the direction where the two of them were fighting each other.

Since it is a discussion, the battle between the two strong men in the pure Yang realm is definitely not to be missed.

Not only Yuan Ji Dao Chief, as Mo He and Han Feng's fight became more and more intense, many people also noticed the movement of the two fighting. Among them, some of them are unavoidable. Join in the fun everywhere.

When Chief Yuan Ji arrived, he saw a 10,000-meter-long water dragon from a distance, hovering and dancing in the air, exuding a breathtaking aura.

And above the water dragon, a long sword turned into a sword shadow in the sky, falling like a steady stream of raindrops, colliding with the water dragon.

However, these swords and shadows passed through, but they failed to break up the water dragon, allowing it to continue to fly towards the figure in the sky.

When the 10,000-meter-long water dragon was about to touch the figure, the sky full of sword shadows disappeared, leaving only the long sword in the figure's hand held high by his hands.

A mysterious mood, accompanied by the lifting of this sword, spreads from the front of the sword to the surroundings, everything around it seems to slow down, as if even time has been affected.

Being so far away, Dao Master Yuan Ji was also affected at this moment. He felt that there was a ray of sword light above his Dao Heart, facing him far away, as if it would fall in the next moment. general.

"Taiyi Sword Sect-"Taiyi Swordsmanship"!"

Has been alive for a long time, and the well-informed Dao Master Yuan Ji immediately recognized the name of this sword, and also knew what was going on with these effects.

Compared with the effects he is currently receiving, as the target of this sword, Mo He now truly understands the feeling of being under this sword.

Under the gleam of sword light, all the defenses in my body seemed to be non-existent, as if my Dao Heart was exposed naked under this sword, ready to accept the Great Dao Torture.

An inexplicable sense of crisis appeared in Mo He's heart, which made Mo He unconsciously have a feeling of wanting to retreat and avoid it. This feeling was very strong, but Mo He forced it down. Down, did not retreat from the sword that was about to fall.

The next moment, the sword light fell, a pure sword intent that was not mixed with anything else, and the head-on collision with Mo He's Dao Heart, that kind of true and sincere feeling, as if to abruptly hold Mo He The Taoist heart is torn.

"Ding!"

A clear impact sounded, and the bladeless long sword collided with the Mo Yu bamboo stick in Mo He's hand. The sword light went out and the 10,000-meter-long water dragon also disappeared.

In "Taiyi Swordsmanship", Mo He relied on himself, not evasive and hard to follow, and did not use the power of the innate spirit treasure at all, really let his Dao heart meet a test~ IndoMTL.com~ Although the process is slightly dangerous, after this sword, Mo He feels that his Dao Heart seems to be firmer, his thoughts are more accessible, and purer.

The sword light lit up again, and the figures of Mo He and Han Feng also retreated again, moving a distance away from each other.

"The name of the sword just now was Wen Dao. It was the weakest and strongest sword in the "Tao Yi Sword Technique". The next sword is called Common People. Please appreciate it!" Han Feng As he spoke, the long sword in his hand was raised again, and the light on the long sword, when he raised this sword, seemed to be transformed into a mess of sentient thoughts, condensed on the blade, messy and weird. Of purity.

As Han Feng's sword fell, Mo He seemed to be crying from all living beings. Not only the Human Race, but also the Monster Race, Dragon Race, Spirit Race, and even the grass and trees in the world, all making their own voices. .

This kind of voice is not a voice that confuses the mind, but rather like a confession. Everyone in this world is confiding the rules of their own existence.

The vegetation is eaten by herbivorous beasts, and the herbivore beasts are hunted down by more fierce predators. After that, the weak and the strong eaten, forming a cycle. The common people are all in it, and there are few who can be free.