Lei Yangzi sighed and stopped talking. Mo Xian knew that he was trapped in a demonic obstacle, but this was just an inner demon. If it continued to develop like this, it would sooner or later lead to external demons, turning his thousand-year-old Taoist practices into nothing, and he himself did not realize the seriousness of the problem. 1. Reading Book ·1kanshu·

Mo Xian also sighed and changed his tone and said, "I live not far from here, about ten miles away from here, and there is a Meizhuyuan. I have just ascended not long ago and have no friends. If you are interested, you are welcome to visit!"

Mo Xian knew that his heart had lost its diligence and his general words would not work. He was not very interested in anything else. As a friend Mo Xian came to this world, Mo Xian still wanted to help him.

"I know that place is called Hongqiaoli, and I will definitely visit you later!" Lei Yangzi was interested, and Mo Xian felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not too serious.

After preaching, Mo Xian and Lei Yangzi separated. Mo Xian needed to go to the fake hall. This thing is based on the help of external objects. In "Xunzi Encouragement of Learning", there is "a gentleman's nature is not a different kind of nature, but good at using things." This is the meaning. The nearest fake hall is thousands of miles away from the Hongqiao. If you use the cloud driving technique, you may have to fly for half a day. Mo Xian turned into golden light and drew a golden rainbow in the sky. In less than a meal, you will arrive at the fake hall. This hall is the branch of the main hall, mainly where disciples in Mengyingqiu led the flying swords of the magic weapon.

Mo Xian fell in front of the door, and no one was guarding him. There was a table inside the door, and a Taoist sitting inside dozing off. He was just a human immortal cultivation. From the perspective of the mortal world, he was just a god-transforming cultivator.

Mo Xian stepped forward and coughed. He woke up immediately. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man in a robe standing in front of him. Seeing him awake, Mo Xian stepped forward and bowed: "Fellow Taoist, please!"

He immediately stood up. He was a local monk. He understood the meaning of Tai Pao and immediately returned the favor: "Fellow Taoist is here, but do you want to choose a magic weapon or a flying sword?"

"That's right, I've come to collect a flying sword shortly after I ascended."

"Okay, fellow Taoist title? I'm lucky to record it!" said the Taoist.

"Mo Xian, I have just ascended for more than ten days and live in Hongqiao. I am led by Yuan Jizi." Mo Xian said, the Taoist recorded it in the book, closed the book, and said, "Don't please in fellow Taoist!"

Mo Xian followed him into the warehouse, where various magical weapons were arranged in the warehouse, shining brightly.

"There are many magical weapons here, and there are other weapons. The flying sword you want is inside, including Longquan, Taia, Zidian, Qingshuang, etc. It is best for fellow Taoists to choose Qingshuang." He said as he walked.

"What is unique about Qingshuang Sword? "Mo Xian asked.

"In terms of sharpness, Longquan and Taia have the upper hand, in terms of speed, purple lightning is the advantage, only Qingshuang sword uses the best materials and has average performance. If you choose a sword for the first time, I suggest choosing Qingshuang, you can get the advantages of each sword."

Mo Xian smiled. He chose the sword to understand the characteristics of the flying sword in the fairy world so that he could have a reference to transform his Snake Sword: "I want to look at all four kinds of swords."

"Okay, you can choose it yourself. I will release all kinds of swords!" As he said that, he came to the inner room and followed his hand techniques, four kinds of swords flew into the air. Mo Xian recognized several kinds of swords at a glance. The Longquan sword was cold and stern, and the sword energy was imposing; the Taia sword was a silver rainbow, with its sharpness inwardness; the purple lightning sword roared and thunder, and the purple lightning followed; the green frost sword was a blue light, swallowing and spitting out the sword light.

Mo Xian had a talisman in his eyes and looked at each sword. He had his own ideas and could be used as a reference for others. Sure enough, Qingshuang was the most average in terms of the performance of the sword, but the material was not the best. On this point, he lied that in terms of the material, it should be the best material.

Mo Xian stretched out his hand, and Qingshuang fell into his hand, and smiled: "I will choose Qingshuang!"

Mo Xian chose Qingshuang because in the refining method of Qingshuang, various factors are considered the most, and it is the most valuable, rather than its average performance. For Mo Xian, performance is second, and the key is the method.

After Mo Xian left, the Taoist smiled and he made another income. The reason he recommended Qingshuang was because Qingshuang's refiners privately promised benefits, so he said good things to Qingshuang.

Mo Xian didn't care about these things. He used his divine thoughts to feel the Qingshuang sword on his back, and felt the various information coming from the sword. Compared with the knowledge he had, fortunately, it was not beyond his expectations. The only interesting thing was that an energy channel was formed invisibly in the sword, like blood vessels, spread all over the sword. This was not a substance, but a return flow formed by the flow of energy into the microscope.

Mo Xian returned to the Meizhuyuan and began to practice hard against the immortal light. He himself was inspired by the Nine Infant and developed from the Nine Infant Water Fire Fairy Light to the Yin-Yang Immortal Light, but it was still based on others. He had to have his own independent immortal light and move with the changes of the Tao. This was to lay his grounds towards the Taiyi Scattering. After all, Jiuying's Tao is outdated, and Yin-Yang Immortal Light is still improved based on Jiuying's Tao of water and fire, and does not escape Jiuying's Tao.

Mo Xian dispersed the yin and yang fairy light. Tao transformed according to the direction. The Tao thought he pursued was not affected by the changes in the great way. There was only one way. "The opposite is the movement of Tao, the weak is the use of Tao. All things in the world are born from existence, and existence is born from non-existence." This is what the Tao said in the "Tao Te Ching". Mo Xian went up straight and went upstream, only to the beginning of time. Yin and Yang were born from Tai Chi, and Tai Chi was born from Wu Ji. One yin and one yang were called Tao, but this kind of Tao has shortcomings. Mo Xian pursued the Tao with no regrets. He wanted to use the moment when Tao began to evolve as the basis for the evolution of immortal light. At the beginning of Tao's evolution, it was a chaotic mass. When the laws were not born, there was no judgment, so it was called chaos!

He kept dispersing the Yin and Yang, and before he was born, the Chaos Immortal Light had its prototype. He was not in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, seven days passed, and he only refined a little chaotic meaning. He had the Chaos Yuanfei. Although they were all in the mortal world, he had a deep understanding of Chaos, but the Chaos Yuanfei was still insufficient. His fairy light still looked like the Yin and Yang Xianguang, but there was a trace of Chaos flowing between them.

The maid came to report that Lei Yangzi had arrived. After hearing this, he went out to greet him and greeted Lei Yangzi indoors: "I have only been here for a while, there is nothing to be treated to, only a cup of tea, Shuying, go to Yuanjizi to borrow a jar of wine, fellow Taoist Lei Yang and I sing together today!"

"Yes, lord!" Shuying said, when he went out, Yuan Jizi told Mo Xian that if there was any usefulness, he could borrow it. Therefore, Mo Xian sent Shuying to borrow it.

The maid poured tea and arranged a banquet. The room began to expand with Mo Xian's intentions. The tall buildings appeared. This was the tall building of the world of artifact cultivation. On the vast land, the first floor was independent. On the top floor, Mo Xian and Lei Yangzi were drinking tea!

The breeze blows, there are no walls on all sides, and there are cattle and sheep eating leisurely in the distance, which is a scenery outside the border.
Chapter completed!