Infinite Heroes Seat

Yangzhou City Lord's Mansion, under the full moon, in a secluded courtyard, the two sat opposite each other.

One is a young son of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a face that is not as handsome as a mortal.

The other is an old man with white hair and beard, five strands of long beard blowing in the wind, Eguan Bo belt, wearing a brocade robe, with innocent eyes.

On the stone table between the two of them lay a jug of fine wine and two small glasses.

Sipping the wine in the glass one by one, neither of them spoke.

At this time, the breeze was slow, Wan Lai was silent, and only two of them were drinking alone under the moon.

For the first time-Mo Wen seemed to be able to feel the artistic conception of the master of this world, the kind of spiritual perception that was ethereal.

He has been in this world for a full year, and it is not that he has not played against others, but the absolute difference in skill makes him use the so-called spiritual confrontation to create flaws, that kind of enemy, just slashed.

But from the old man opposite, Mo Wen could feel a faint threat, which made him begin to have the kind of evenly matched spiritual perception.

Because of the fear of breaking the void, Mo Wen’s internal strength cultivation is much higher than that of Ning Dodge, but what he can show is only overwhelming. It has not reached that absolute gap. In terms of spiritual realm, Mo Wen, although The realm is not low. After opening the unity of heaven and man, it can even be said to be above everyone, but in normal conditions, he is not as good as Ning Daoqi. It is not a matter of ingenuity, but Mo Wen has become accustomed to using force to comprehend the highest laws, but has fallen into a bottleneck in martial arts perception, but now a best whetstone is in front of Mo Wen's eyes. In the confrontation with Ning Daoqi, Mo Wen's martial arts perception is rapidly improving.

The Kunpeng Art in his body circulated on its own, and Mo Wen began to enter a silent state. He seemed to be able to perceive the vegetation around him, grasping every piece of dust floating in the air.

On the other hand, Ning Daoqi had a different feeling. When he first saw Mo Wen, he was not surprised. Although this young guy had an internal strength that surprised him, through his every move, Ning Dodge found that the opponent's aura was a little messy. The feeling of Grand Master Quan Wu condensing all the spirits and spirits into one body, really hands up, he has the confidence to take the opponent down. So I was not too worried, and drank a drink on his own.

But just after the boy sat across from him for a while, everything changed astonishingly.

It's like a weapon that is constantly being polished in a furnace, and it's like a jade exposed in a broken shell. Just during that simple drinking process. The young man's spirit and spirit continued to improve, and the scattered auras began to condense. Although there was no such sleek and flawless master as the master, at this time he did not dare to take it lightly.

Ning Daoqi only felt that what was sitting in front of him was not a person, but a kind of peerless beast, swallowing everything in this world with his breath, as long as he acted rashly, it would be a thunderous blow. And over time, this feeling became clearer and clearer.

Finally, Ning Daoqi had to speak first. Let the young man's spirit grow again, he might not even be able to take the other party's move.

But with this opening, Ning Daoqi's free and inactive, pure and empty state of mind has also been flawed.

"Master Mo Wen is my Taoist person?"

The masters competed only on the front line.

Ning Daoqi came to Yangzhou this time because of the trust of Cihang Jingzhai, to inquire about the truth. After all, it was not small in the south during this period. Five buckets of rice was almost popular throughout the South. The world’s five buckets of rice at the end of the Han Dynasty. Although it is in the name of Taoism, it has the figure of a magic door, so Ci Hang Jing Zhai is a little concerned. Of course, Ning Daoqi does not know whether there is anyone else behind Ci Hang Jing Zhai.

The second is because he himself is very curious about Mo Wen, the national teacher, whether a person who can dedicate the Longevity Secret Art to Yang Guang is a Taoist practitioner or another person who slanders and deceives in the name of Taoism. If it is the latter, He had to teach Mo Wen a lesson.

His question just now actually implied a sense of opportunity. If Mo Wen admits that he is a Taoist person, Ning Daoqi can argue with him about some Taoist principles. After all, Mo Wen’s recent behaviors are contrary to the Taoist principles of tranquility and inaction. Ruo Mo Wen is not a person of Taoism, he is naturally not right in his words, no matter what kind of answer, Mo Wen's current mind will have flaws, and he has the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Opposite him, Mo Wen's eyes became brighter.

"How is it, not so? I am a Taoist national teacher appointed by the emperor. What qualifications do you have as a wild Taoist to intervene?"

Arrogant and domineering remarks, only from this point, Ning Daoqi concluded that Mo Wen was definitely not a Taoist person, at least not a pure Taoist person.

It's a pity that his purpose of disrupting Unwen has not been achieved, and to suppress others with power, even if Ning Daoqi is no longer a master of the world, born in this era, he can't have no respect for the imperial power, even if Yang Guang is a faint emperor, he hand-picked it. The identity is also unquestionable.

Mo Wen's answer was like a prey who stepped on the trap but moved forward without incident, but it made the trapper a little frightened.

Moreover, what shocked Ning Daoqi was Mo Wen's tone, that kind of self-centered, domineering remarks, it seems that outsiders don’t care about how to evaluate, even if he deceives the world, he can still feel at ease, he seems to have seen it. The shadow of the magic door.

Ning Daoqi suddenly felt that he had asked the wrong first question, and asked a man with a magic mentality if he was a Taoist, but it aroused the domineering in Mo Wen's heart. For a moment, he even felt that the opposite was The fierce beast was about to be culled, and that pure state of mind was further affected.

But after all, he was a great master, and Ning Daoqi quickly adjusted it.

"Since I am not a member of Taoism, why should the son use the name of Taoism? Is it true that I can be humiliated by Taoism?"

Since he is a demon, he naturally has to use his strength to suppress the arrogance of Mo Wen.

Mo Wen sneered, "It is your honor to be named Taoism. I will become the emperor in the future. Taoism is the state religion. Even if Lao Zhuang is alive, I must be grateful to me. On the contrary, you are the number one master of Taoism. Monks and nuns ran behind, what else did they do to help Taoism?"

Ning Daoqi smiled and said frankly: "Just follow the trend, don't force it, this is also my Taoist doctrine."

"What is the general trend, where I am is the general trend! The place where my blade is located is the general trend of the world!"

In a little white light, the Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in Mo Wen's hand.

The dark blade exudes a dazzling cold light.

This kind of fairy-like method, even in the state of mind of Grandmaster Ning Daoqi, couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.

"You know? You shouldn't come today, let alone drink that glass of wine!" Mo Wen said with a halting tone as the knife in his hand pointed at Ning Daoqi.

"A moment ago, you Ning Daoqi could hurt me, Song Que and Bi Xuan could kill me, but after that glass of wine, there is no more—no—me—the enemy under the sword!"

"Not good!" Ning Daoqi was shocked. He was shocked by Mo Wen's method just now and his aura became loose, but Mo Wen's aura rose to the apex from these few words.

Raising the knife-swinging it out, for a short moment, Ning Daoqi only felt that the opposite fierce beast rushed forward.

A black crescent moon suddenly appeared, and the entire courtyard suddenly fell into darkness.

The next moment, the courtyard was quiet again, but there was only one person left.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Mo Wen just sighed.

"Pity!"

If Ning Daoqi comes later~www.wuxiamtl.com~ maybe the two of them will not come to this point. It can be seen that he is still concerned about Taoism, and I don’t know if he really shows his ability. Fighting for the strength of the world, he might support Mo Wen.

But from the current point of view, Ning Daoqi obviously does not think that Mo Wen has the strength to compete against Li Shimin, who has the support of Buddhism. In order to prevent Taoism from being suppressed in the future, he has to take action against Mo Wen, so this is the ending.

"What, how is it?"

Shen Luoyan hurriedly rushed out from behind the door beside him.

During the few days Ning Daoqi was here, she also asked a lot of things sideways. Ning Daoqi didn't lie to her, she naturally knew that the great master was here to make trouble.

Listening to Shen Luoyan's words, Mo Wen just smiled softly.

"From now on, Ning Daoqi can change his name to Ning Jiuzhi! I don't know if Sanshou Bapu is missing a finger, will it affect it?"

A pool of blood on the ground of the courtyard was shocking, and there was a severed thumb in the middle of the blood. (To be continued...)