Whether it is emperors, generals, or Buddhist and Taoist lords, they have all asked an enduring question.

How much experience does it take for a mortal to become an immortal?

Give up love and hate, and suffer tribulations, then you can turn into a feather and listen to the supreme way of heaven.

The dispatch is infinite dispatch, and the calamity is immeasurable.

But to this question, Mo Wendong got a completely different answer.

First remember love and hate, and then experience separation.

No need to go through tribulations, that's all.

But the calamity can still be overcome, and nirvana can still be achieved after the calamity. Parting will always be parting.

Peach blossoms were flying, flower dust gathered and dispersed, and they slowly condensed into chess pieces around Mo Wendong. Under the reflection of the stars in his silver clothes, it was like a galaxy was shining brightly. Mo Wendong closed his eyes tightly.

, showing the posture of stars overcoming the moon.

But Luo Feiyu didn't use his sword to stop him, nor did he retreat. He just watched all this calmly.

It seems like this is what he wants to see.

Mu Ke's heart suddenly dawned: "He wanted to use that sword to remind Mo Wendong of his former self, and then use this to find Mo Wendong's flaws."

Ling Jianqiu nodded: "The immortal Mo Wendong must have no flaws in his body. Even if there are, Luo Feiyu will not be able to cause fatal harm to him. If Mo Wendong thinks of the past, when he waited until his mortal body returned to the realm of immortals,

This moment was the moment when Mo Wendong was at his weakest. His step into the path of immortality was driven by obsession, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was the most painful moment in his life."

"Your sword heart is unwilling to let down this spring breeze." Ren Shaohua looked at Luo Feiyu's figure and murmured.

Although Mo Wendong closed his eyes tightly at this time, he thought of a person in his mind.

This person is not Axian, Mo Jinshu, or Luo Yesi.

But Xiao Haochen.

The right time and place are favorable to people and people. The spring breeze crossing the border is the right time; the peach blossoms are blooming, which is the right place.

At that time, Xiao Haochen's figure on the Star-Zhaing Tower was so similar to that of him who stepped into the Immortal Tomb.

It was so similar that he saw his past self.

If it weren't for Xiao Haochen, he wouldn't have followed Luo Feiyu's advice at this critical moment.

This is what is called harmony.

"Is this what you expected?" Mo Wendong smiled lightly.

Then he opened his eyes.

The aura on his body is no longer the indifferent and callous look before, but is full of enthusiasm.

Liu Zangyue wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she felt worried in her heart.

She was very happy to see Mo Wendong like this again one day, and she also knew very well how terrifying Mo Wendong was at this moment.

Although the mortal Mo Wendong is not as strong as the immortal Mo Wendong, he has an extra sense of awe.

Revere heaven and earth, revere all living things, and revere yourself.

The Immortal is just the body that he uses to control the world. He has not yet mastered the full strength of the Immortal. But as a mortal, he knows better where his own strengths lie and where his opponent's weaknesses lie.

Immortal Mo Wendong is good at planning and attacking the heart, but like most immortals, there are too many things that he can't let go of, such as the peach garden blooming behind him, or the obsession in his heart.

Mortals should not ask the east, the inferior should overcome the superior, and the mortal body should be compared with the gods.

Because he has the courage to conquer his superiors, he has nothing to fear.

Don't be afraid of the immortal knocking from your heart, don't be afraid of breaking the sword.

At the cost of letting go of the past, Luo Feiyu used the decisive sword to wake up Mo Wendong, just to dig out Mo Wendong's weaknesses, but didn't he expose his own weaknesses to Mo Wendong's eyes?

Luo Feiyu suddenly raised his sword, but what he used was not sword moves or sword techniques.

But a sword dance.

"The swords are flowing freely, filling the West River. It is indeed the first dance in the prosperous Tang Dynasty." Mo Wendong raised his finger, "Unfortunately, just like the previous owners of the sword building were imprisoned by their ancestors, this Gongsun sword dance is also

Also bound by fate, every move and style is fixed and there will be no changes."

After finishing speaking, he controlled a flower chess piece and dropped it below the broken sword.

Just as Mo Wendong expected, the broken sword happened to hit the flower chess piece. However, Luo Feiyu turned his sword slightly, closed the folded sword, and chopped down the flower chess piece.

"Although the current building owner has cut off his destiny with his sword, he has also paid the price of breaking away from his destiny." Mo Wendong raised his head and welcomed the spring breeze, "What's more, I have experienced such sword power from this spring breeze before.

Already."

The chess piece under the sword collapsed instantly, and Luo Feiyu retreated violently.

"Do you want to predict the price of your fight against fate in advance?" Mo Wendong said slowly.

Luo Feiyu did not answer, but stood with his sword in hand, holding the hilt tightly in his right hand.

In order to prevent Mo Wendong from seeing his own weaknesses, he had to use an unexpected move from Mo Wendong.

Or, a move that even I didn't expect.

Luo Shen clan, mirage.

Luo Yesi stood in front of the window, watching the peach blossoms flying in the sky.

Luoshen Mirage and Peach Garden are several miles apart. Of course, it is impossible to see peach blossoms so easily. But she has set up illusions to echo the scenery of Peach Garden at all times. As long as the peach blossoms are in full bloom, she can smell the fragrance of the flowers in the Luoshen Clan.

, seeing this false scene of blooming.

But at this time, there was no joy on her face, but tears.

"Sister, why are you crying?" Mo Haochen came to her side in a wheelchair.

Luo Yesi hurriedly wiped away his tears: "Sister?"

"You are so young and so good-looking, why can't you call me sister?" Mo Haochen asked confused.

Luo Yesi forced a smile: "Glib tongue, who taught you that?"

Mo Haochen smiled and said: "Of course it's my head teacher. I'm not going to lie to you. He had never been down the mountain before, but he was very vivid when talking about the beauty of the women at the foot of the mountain. It wasn't until later that everyone knew

, is the beauty mentioned by Senior Brother the same person every time?"

"There must be someone who often talks to him about things at the foot of the mountain." Luo Yesi looked into the distance.

But she couldn't hear what Mo Haochen said next.

Because she remembered that there was once a young man who would tell her about the mirage every time he returned to the mirage.

But that young man was the one who went through the Double Carp Pendant Ceremony with her. How many world scenes could he have seen?

It was just a scene or two that was broken down and talked about to her many times.

"Haochen, I still want to bring him back." Luo Yesi interrupted him.

Mo Haochen was stunned: "What?"

Luo Yesi turned around: "I still want to bring that boy back, even if you all advise me not to leave Mirage, even if in your eyes he has become an unforgivable evil person, in my mind, he will always be

The young man who broke peach branches and put them into the tomb of immortals."

"Haochen, don't call others sister easily in the future." After leaving these words, she jumped away.
Chapter completed!