Chapter 18 Night Rain

"Unfortunately, I noticed the traces of the means used by the master in your body and guessed that you had something to do with me. At that time, there was a master of Xiang Xianqi, and I didn't want to expose the secret of this undersea mansion. I really didn't want to fight with it, so I had to give up.

Mo Shoucheng moved his lips, but never made a sound. Of course, he was very clear in his heart how shocking and how serious the consequences were. But the brother in front of him has really reached the point where he can't turn back - he has been preparing for this matter for ten years, and I don't know how much effort he has spent. At this time, the arrow has to be fired on the string. Even if I have thousands of reasons, how can I stand to stop the other party again?

The consultation saw his expression, but laughed as if there was no burden at all. He stood up and said, "The gossip has been said. Come with me. At this time, your injury has healed, and it's time to leave.

"Brother, do you want to let me go? But..."

But how? Do you want to help me refine it when you stay here? Shang Xun shook his head and smiled, "Let me tell you, in fact, I just want to find someone to talk about it... If you stuff things in your heart, one day you will have heart disease and hinder your practice. I don't want to do it immediately. Even if the materials are available, I have to wait for myself to break through the period of self-God... Therefore, little brother, I really thank you very much."

"No, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to leave. By the way, don't you want to know the details of my journey? I just said I would tell you in detail. Mo Shoucheng was anxious. Although he clearly knew that he could not help, he also knew that he could not stop the other party. But at this moment, he just doesn't want to leave like this.

The consultation stared at him for a while, and finally showed a smile. So he sat down again, picked up the cup and took a sip of water before saying, "In that case, you can tell your brother in detail what happened along the way."

Seeing that he no longer drove himself away, Mo Shoucheng was immediately relieved. After a quick calculation in his heart, he began to narrate. Describe carefully, starting from the moment he left Qingyun Daomen...

"So it is." After a moment of meditation, he said with a last worried look, "You have had many twists and turns along the way. Good boy, Panni evil immortals, Qu Yan spirit beasts, deep-sea thieves, are all difficult characters.

"That Nirvana Immortal is also a prominent figure in the immortal and demon way. Although he is only cultivated in the cloud period, he is very talented in refining weapons and pregnancy elixir. It's also that he is too big and despises you and the girl in Fengqi Valley. In the end, this is the end.

Mo Shoucheng did not want to hide him, and the motivation for going down the mountain was also made clear. The consultation did not seem to care about the matter of Qingyun Daomen dealing with the thousand-year-old devil.

"It's just... little brother, what's on your mind?"

Of course, Mo Shoucheng has something on his mind. For many years, he has been buried in his heart and can't say anything to anyone. That is your identity as an undercover agent, and your motivation and object to revenge.

"Brother, you think too much." Mo Shoucheng smiled and took a sentence.

The consultation shook his head, but did not ask again. He also saw something strange and knew that there must be something difficult to say. But since the little brother himself didn't want to say it, he didn't want to ask more questions.

"Brother, you should remember that although we are from the devil's door, when did you see him do something harmful to you in those years? His old man is just a little arrogant, and his style of behavior is too fierce... In fact, over the years, I have already figured out clearly that since the practitioners in the world rely on their own heart to act and practice, the so-called right path may not be all good people, and the so-called demon path may not be all bad people.

In fact, Mo Shoucheng has been vaguely aware of what the inquiry said. Although there are also characters such as Ancestors and Pannie Evil Immortals in the magic path, which makes people hate to break thousands of pieces of corpses, there are also such handsome characters as Fuming magicians.

And the practitioners I met in Lin'an City before, especially the person with the imperial envoy's arm, although there was no magic in the breath of skills. But these people act mysteriously and viciously, but they are full of evil spirits.

"What you just said, I care very much about three points." He consulted and cleared his throat, and then said, "One, you fell into the blood pool in the Nirvana fairy mansion. Second, the cultivation man named Zao Chang said that you have a demon and is not allowed to kill Panne. Third, this strange fairy in your body..."

The consultation frowned and said, "You said that this fairy weapon absorbed the blood fog emitted from your body and finally flew into your body. But it is not under your control... You should know that the fairy weapons in the world are also like immortals and demons, with immortals and magic weapons. Fairy artifacts are just a general term for one level.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"Pannie evil fairy wants to catch the girl from Fengqi Valley to alchemy, so the blood pool in his elixir room is very strange... Or when you fall into the blood pool, you have absorbed the resentment. How powerful these things are, thanks to the Qingyun Taoist method of attracting the moon, which is actually the first-class righteous law in the world, and it is not hindered. But this tyrannical blood also merges with the blood in your body..." In fact, there are other ideas, but it is not convenient to talk about it.

In this little brother's heart, there must be a very important thing hidden in his heart. He can't vent all year round, gradually turns into resentment, and merges with the blood of resentment in the blood pool, which is regarded as half a foot stepping into the real magic road. And that strange fairy weapon, I'm afraid...

Mo Shoucheng also saw that the consultation looked different. He was not a stupid person. He only carefully thought about it in his mind and immediately guessed what the other party didn't say. I was also shocked: Does the words of Zai's father often refer to this matter? If so, then what should I do?

"In a word, try not to touch this fairy weapon in your body until you have enough strength to manipulate it. If you can go back to Qingyun Daomen, you can find the elders of Qingyun Daomen... Or the master's old man will check it for you in detail. This thing is buried in your body, and you really don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. Although the consultation had the strength of the vertical period at this time, he did not dare to touch such a strange fairy weapon randomly, and could only give such an opinion in the end.

The two were silent for a while, and finally the consultation coughed and broke the deadlock: "Let's go. You still have a task. It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. I also know the location of the Xuantian Pavilion, and I will engrave it on the jade slips later. You are now at the peak of Yuanying's later period, but you haven't been able to break through to the sword period... But that's okay. I also have a flying machine beast that I have used to give you."

"Wait, brother!" Mo Shoucheng suddenly stood up, grabbed the other party's hand, stared at the other party's face, and finally asked, "You, are you really going to make a top-quality organ puppet? Besides, is there no other way?"

Consult and smile.

"No, I can't look back."

For a moment, his mind was blank, and all taboos were left behind, as if he were not controlled by his own consciousness. He said sincerely: "Then let me, let me help too!"

The rain drifted quietly, and even if it fell into the pond, it did not make much noise.

The Qingyun Mountain under the night rain looks quiet. There was no wind and no sound of rain, but the cool rain hit the mountain bit by bit.

The mountain road is muddy, which makes it difficult for people to walk.

There is no moon or stars in the sky, and this mountain road is even more difficult to walk. However, in this quiet night, a small figure appeared on the mountain road leading to Qingyun Daomen.

Every step seems difficult, and every step seems to be shaken. That figure is just a ten-year-old child. That's a girl, and she can feel her indomitableness from her thin Zhenyuan.

She is not walking alone, she is still dragging a cart. It is said that it is a board car, but it is just a wooden board, connected with a rope, one end pulling the board, and the other end tied to the girl's waist.

There is a man lying flat on the board with his eyes closed. If the ropes wrapped around him for fixing will fluctuate with the man's weak breathing, it would really make people think that he is a dead body.

"It's almost there, Dad." The girl bit her teeth and walked step by step, and the sound bursting out of her teeth was also weak. For the exhausted girl, the raindrops falling into the sky seem to have turned into fists, and every drop hitting her body is a fatal pain.

"Qingyun... Qingyun Daomen, where the master came from, is right in front of you, Dad. Dad, you must hold on... Those practitioners and immortals will definitely save you."

The words were told to the man lying on the board behind him, but even more to himself. Girls can only cheer themselves up in this way, give themselves a reason to take steps, and find a belief that they will not fall.

She knew that she could not fall down and had no time to rest. The man lying on the board, her father's condition became serious again, and it was almost time for the oil lamp to dry up, and the last hope was in front of her.

It's just that this mountain road is too long.

When the girl has grown up to now, she has not been able to walk to the place where the Qingyun Road Gate is forbidden and guarded, nor to the place where the Qingyun Road Gate guards the mountain gate. Otherwise, it would have shocked the practitioners in Qingyun Daomen, and it would not be as desolate as it is now.

"Master...Master, I." The girl took a wooden card out of her rags and held it in the palm of her hand. I don't know what material this wooden board is made of. It is neither cold nor hot. In this cold rain, it brings a trace of warmth to the girl.

The wooden card is engraved with the word "shou" on the front and the word "Mo Shoucheng" on the reverse.