In Molin Villa, the young woman in red finished cooking and carried the food box to the sword practice field.

A naked swordsman is practicing his sword skills.

Upon noticing Luo Xin's arrival, Mo Yuntian immediately sheathed his sword and stopped.

"You're back?"

"Yeah." The two sat at the stone table, and Luo Xin opened the food box: "When I came back, I saw that the spring bamboo shoots had grown in the mountains, so I made a teal duck and fresh bamboo shoot soup. There were also some vegetables I bought.

as well as……"

She brought out a small bowl of golden rice.

"Golden leaf rice specially provided by Tiandu."

The rice grains are golden and long and narrow, like pieces of stretched tea leaves. Just a small bowl, and the tangy aroma will make people's index fingers move.

Mo Yuntian frowned and said, "You went to Tiandu again?"

"You said you liked their rice, so I went to buy some."

"I'm afraid it's not for me, but for that child, right?"

Luo Xin's eyes flickered and she acquiesced.

"Yes, let's go and see him. Now that Sister Feiyan is gone, this child is the only one left."

Mentioning Zhao Feiyan, Mo Yuntian suddenly picked up the chopsticks and took a big bite of the food.

"Well, wife, the dishes you cooked today are pretty good. Come, have some soup." He picked up the spoon and scooped out a bowl of fresh bamboo shoot soup for his wife.

Knowing that he was deliberately changing the subject for her, Luo Xin picked up the soup.

But after thinking about it, she put it down: "I went to Tiandu and saw that his business was very prosperous. He even moved the Yusong Blessed Land in this realm. I heard that there are only three mountain cities left in the thousand cities on the earth that have not yet entered the world tree.

.Tell me, should we help him?"

"Isn't there someone around her to help? In the past two years, three Taoist saints have gone to test it, but what's the result?" Sword Master Mo Lin shook his head, ate a lotus root whip with chopsticks, chewed it and said, "Let's go over, the protectors around him can believe it.

Not to mention that there is Senior Yunlingzi. What are we going to do? We also want to compete for the chance to be the Immortal Lord. When you talk about meeting and recognizing relatives, will he help you or Senior Yunlingzi?"

Luo Xin smiled bitterly. This is true, although the two of them had friendship with Concubine Zhao when they were young. But the Sixth Prince and Yun Lingzi have a master-disciple relationship. Regarding the opportunity of the Immortal Lord, they definitely hope that the Hunyuan Sect will give birth to an Immortal Lord.

Seeing his wife's depressed look, Mo Yuntian put down his chopsticks, walked over to rub her shoulders, and said softly: "Besides, this guy is not a simple guy. I heard that he only studied abroad for ten years. Now it has been five years.

, look at the past five years, the World Tree has absorbed the Yusong Blessed Land, just like a small immortal pine. He has supported thousands of mountain cities with divine pine trees, and almost all the people in the mountain cities in the Taiwei Realm have been embraced by him."

"Now that Kunhao is in a great position, even if someone wants to take action, they still have to worry about the thoughts of the immortals in the Taiwei Realm."

"At least, the person behind Tai Chi Blessed Land will protect him."

After repeated persuasion, Luo Xin was given some peace of mind.

"Then let's see again."

"Don't worry, it's okay." Mo Yuntian sat down again and ate with his wife.

Just when the two of them finished eating and wanted to clear away the dishes, they suddenly felt something at the same time and looked towards the door of the villa.

Luo Xin was frightened. She counted with her fingers and vaguely felt that dark clouds were covering her head and disaster was imminent.

"Brother Yun, it's not good. You and I will suffer a bloody disaster."

"I feel it."

Sensing the approaching sword intent, Mo Yuntian stood up and let out a long roar.

The roar was long and loud, causing thunder and clouds to rise up in the sky.

Outside the villa, two rows of swordsmen were overturned by the air waves, swaying from side to side, and could no longer stand still.

Ding--

The crisp sound of the sword suddenly rang out, instantly sweeping away the cloud thunder and calming the sword intent in the sky. At the same time, the swordsmen sensed this and quickly knelt down to salute.

The old man with white hair and plain clothes walked slowly to the front of the villa. He was tall and tall, standing there like a heavy sword.

The sword is not unsheathed, but the intention has already arrived.

Under the pressure of the sword, the walls of Molin Villa have cracked.

"My little friend, we haven't seen you for a long time, why don't you come out to greet our old friend?"

The door of the villa opened, and Mo Yuntian and his wife walked out hand in hand, clasping their fists and saluting: "Senior Shenjian is well."

Staring at the two of them, especially after noticing Mo Yuntian's cultivation level, the old man of Excalibur looked a little dissatisfied.

"Sixth level of Sword Master? You have practiced for so many years, how come you have made so little progress?"

"I am stupid and have been unable to break through. I am afraid that I have betrayed the love of my senior." Sword Master Mo Lin said cautiously: "I wonder why my senior is looking for me?"

"What's the matter? I don't think so. You really don't know the purpose of my coming here."

Mo Yuntian was silent, Luo Xin hugged his arm, her face full of worry.

"I have been at the eighth level of the Sword Master for a long time. If I want to reach the peak of the Sword Master, I must either practice hard in seclusion for fifty years. Or I can fight with a Sword Master and reach a higher level in extreme battles."

"Fifty years, I don't have that much time to lose. So, I need a whetstone."

"Xuan Longzi's whereabouts are unpredictable and I can't find him. Therefore, this whetstone is you. But..."

His cultivation level is too low. At this moment, Sword Master Mo Lin cannot be his own whetstone.

Mo Yuntian said humbly: "Thanks to the great love of my senior, but it's a pity that my junior is not very talented and can't help my senior. If we don't let this matter go, I will help my senior find Brother Xuan, and the two of us will have another discussion with my senior."

In the past, when Xuan Longzi and Zhao Feiyan were traveling together, they met the equally young and energetic Sword Master Mo Lin. The three of them traveled together, and Sword Master Mo Lin and Xuan Longzi even teamed up to challenge the world's best swordsman, the old man of the Excalibur.

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The two of them combined their swords and actually fought to a draw with the old man with the divine sword.

The old swordsman was full of praise for the two of them, thinking that both of them would become sword masters in the future.

Sure enough, Xuan Longzi and Sword Master Mo Lin broke through to the realm of sword masters one after another, and became one of the three great sword masters with the old man of the sword.

Of course, the purpose of the old sword master in promoting his juniors is also very simple. He hopes to use the two junior sword masters to allow himself to enter the realm above the sword master.

But now he came to Taiwei Realm and saw the sword master Mo Lin who was obsessed with love, and he was very dissatisfied.

"In your lineage of swordsmanship, you focus on putting your feelings on the sword and doing it for the sake of the sword. Women... will hinder your sword practice."

The sword roared again, and the wind from the ground approached Luo Xin.

The woman's face turned pale. Although she also had the cultivation of a true immortal and even lived a generation longer than the old man of the sword. But under the sword of the old man of the sword, her mind went blank.

She only had one thought left, that she must die.

A hand quickly stretched out from the side, and his fingers were wrapped around the ink cloud to block the divine splitting sword energy.

Bang——

The two sword masters exchanged blows in the air, and Mo Yuntian's face changed slightly. He looked at his trembling hands and fell into deep thought.

The old man Shenjian looked like "You are not living up to expectations."

"It's too blunt. Is your sword rusty?"

"It is indeed not as good as the old gentleman's swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship is so perfect that you have even captured a little bit of the ultimate realm."

It is really possible for him to open up the sixth level of swordsmanship and make swordsmanship independent from Tianwu Shinto.

The two rows of swordsmen looked at the old man with the sword with admiration and awe in their eyes.

The old man of the Divine Sword, inherited the inheritance of the ancient Divine Sword Sect, relied on his talents to improve the immortal way into the martial arts, and established the holy land of swordsmanship. Even the God Emperor highly praised his swordsmanship.

"Even if the old gentleman uses me as a whetstone right now, he still won't be able to break through the realm."

"No, it's still okay."

The old man with the divine sword looked at Luo Xin: "As long as I cut off your ties, I will naturally return to the way of the sword."

Mo Yuntian's expression changed drastically, he held Luo Xin's hand tightly and whispered: "Quickly, go to Tiandu."

After saying that, the villa disappeared behind the two of them, and Mo Yuntian held an ink sword and stabbed the old man with the sword.

Although it was just an ordinary stab, space and time were cut open by the sword, and even the old man with the sword felt that time was flowing backwards.

"Your talent in swordsmanship is not inferior to that of Xuan Longzi, or even better than him. Unfortunately, you have gone astray over the years, but don't worry, I will help you solve it."

He reached out and pointed at Mo Jian, and the swordsmen on both sides simultaneously drew their swords to kill Luo Xin.

Luo Xin did not dare to distract her husband, so she could only bite the bullet and fight these disciples of the Divine Sword Palace.

Turning his wrist, a red ribbon danced beside him, knocking away the sword energy fired by the swordsmen.

"How should I cast the Heavenly Curse of the Ice Realm? No, the sword energy in front of me belongs to Geng Metal. I should use the method of mutual restraint..."

Luo Xin was in a panic.

She hasn't fought in many years.

The fighting skills were learned from Zhao Feiyan when she was disguising herself as a man. Later she got married to Mo Yuntian, and she devoted herself to embroidery for cooking, and had long since forgotten all what Zhao Feiyan taught her.

Hong Ling blocked the sword light in front of her, but was accidentally attacked secretly by several swordsmen behind her. The sword energy pierced her meridians, and the immortal energy was temporarily blocked. There were also mistakes in the front, and she was taken seriously by several sword moves.
To be continued...