"I wonder what the senior in the coffin means?”Mo Yan was standing quietly beside Nirvana like a student.
" Yes, according to the wishes of the Twenty-Four, the Chaotic Body was personally taught by Dao Twenty-Three for the first twenty years. As for the existences in the coffin, they won't say anything as long as I'm here!”
"Senior, when will Moxie return to my Mo Clan? "I haven't seen you for ten years. As a father, I really miss you," Mo Yan said with a bitter face.
"Heh, Little Mo Zi, don't think that I don't know about your little tricks. You have sneaked into my sect countless times in the past ten years. If it wasn't for that old man Twenty-Three persuading me, I would have thrown you home long ago.”
" Um, ahem, I didn't expect you to know about it," Mo Yan said with a dry smile.
"Hmph, let me tell you, Little Moxie's temperament is very suitable for our Dao Sect. Don't teach him all your scheming theories all day long. Our Dao Sect still hopes for him to carry forward.”Nirvana said ruthlessly.
"Ah, Senior, this is not good. I don't want the next head of my Mo family to be a pure and innocent old Taoist with a cow nose!”Mo Yan's mind suddenly flashed with the image of Moxie's childish appearance, holding a piece of floating dust in his hand and looking like a charlatan. His face turned green.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about? Is our Dao Sect that awesome? "Did I say that I won't let Little Moxie marry and have children? Don't worry, alright?" Nirvana calmly said.
Mo Yan's face drooped as if he had just given birth to a dead child. He looked at Nirvana bitterly.
Nirvana couldn't resist Mo Yan's murderous gaze and quickly changed the topic." Ahem, Little Mo is fine. Let's get to the point. It's about the next Blood Hall Adjudicator."
Mo Yan heard this expression and said,"Moxie shouldn't be participating too, right?"”
Nirvana nodded his head solemnly." Yes, the higher-ups 'intentions. And I personally feel that he must go. The Chaotic Body is not only related to your Mo Clan and our Daoism. The growth of a cultivator must go through the baptism of life and death. You don't want Little Moxie to become what we call a' domestic pig', right?"
Mo Yan's expression changed." Alright, five years later, I will give him the Nine True Dragon Transformations of my Mo Clan. After so many years, it's time for my Mo Clan's sons to show their fangs to the outside world!”
Outside the Mo family's residence, sixteen Blood Hall Adjudicators rode the wind and flew forward. The Blood King, who was leading them, asked with a livid expression," How is Ah Hai Shang?”
Ah Hai covered the wound with one hand and said fiercely,"Damn it, I don't know what kind of technique that old thing used. His arm couldn't be reattached at all. Even the wound couldn't heal."”
The other blood-robed man looked at Ah Hai and said,"Hmph, you deserve to be kicked by someone who's weaker than you."
"F * ck, old ghost, who are you talking about!" Ah Hai glared at the blood-robed man like an injured kitten.
"Tsk, I'll scold whoever's injured!”
"You!" Ah Hai stabbed his hand into his chest and slowly pulled out a bloody sickle.
"Enough, the two of you stop arguing. Don't let outsiders laugh at your internal strife!”The Blood King looked at the two of them coldly!
"Aiyo, Blood King, you really think of yourself as someone important. To tell you the truth, I've long found you an eyesore.”A blood-robed man laughed bitterly at the Blood King.
"Hey, why don't you guys go to the training ground and have a fight together?”
"Tsk, who's afraid of who? Let's go!"
In a mountain forest, a meandering river flowed through the mountains. Occasionally, birds chirped from the green mountains. The ordinary mountain forest was full of life. There was no noise or restlessness in the city. Everything seemed so quiet...
A small thatched hut by the river was smoking. Inside the house, a wooden bucket was bubbling. A black-haired youth was soaked in the black potion with beads of sweat on his forehead.
On the riverbank, an old man stared blankly at the sky with his turbid eyes…
" Old man, how's the Body Tempering Medicinal Liquid that you gave Little Moxie?" Nirvana suddenly appeared beside the old man and asked.
" Cough cough, you guys have already touched the threshold of the Heavenly Dao, right?" The old man's eyes revealed a bright light as he stared at Nirvana Dao.
"F * ck, this old man hasn't lived in vain all these years. I've been walking around outside and you're still the first to notice something. As expected of the former sect master! "Haha," Nirvana laughed.
"Cough cough, I say, can't you have the demeanor of a hermit expert? I really can't stand being a ruffian all day long.”The old man sighed.
"Hey, hey, hey, old man, you really don't know how to talk. So what if you're a ruffian? That's my style. You don't understand!”Nirvana flicked his long black hair and softly snorted.
"Alright, I don't care. In the future, I'll leave everything that dares to challenge Taoism to you. With your Heavenly Dao and Natural Realm, I think there are no more than five people in the current cultivation world who can match you. I'm old, and whether Taoism can flourish depends on you young people. As for the Chaotic Body, I'll teach him everything I've learned in my life.”
Nirvana looked at the old man whose face was a little pale and nodded secretly.
After spending two days celebrating his birthday, he had to take the damn mid-term exam when he came to school. How sad…
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