Mo Suifeng rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Master asked me to come to the southwest to have a look. I haven't been here before... Well... I want to go around the endless forest..."
"Endless Forest Sea?" The man in white snorted, "What the hell, Endless Forest Sea! You haven't improved at all in lying for so many years! Are you here after that Immaculate Heart?"
Mo Suifeng's face turned red when his thoughts were revealed, and he hesitated, "That... is not all..."
"It's weird if it's not all true!" the man in white muttered, "Don't you think I don't know what kind of virtues you have? Are you still trying to hide it from me?"
"Hehe... my uncle's Dharma eyes are like a torch. I can't hide anything from you..." "The Immaculate Heart can help cultivators get rid of their inner demons. It is indeed a treasure. Being able to get such a disciple means that there will be two more top-level disciples in the future."
A master..." The man in white squinted his eyes and murmured, his eyes getting sharper and sharper, and finally he glared at Mo Suifeng fiercely, "You have no ambition! You need to practice a skill.
Being brave and diligent, inner demons are a very important training. If you always think about opportunism and get away with it, how can you climb to the peak of the emperor in the future? Without the courage to move forward, having an unsullied heart is useless! No! This untainted heart is useless.
The heart is a scourge! All of you disciples will be destroyed! Although I have been expelled from Tiandao Sect, I am still the master’s disciple! I can’t just watch a scourge
Destroy the foundation of Tiandao Sect!" Hearing this, Mo Suifeng was shocked. His uncle actually had murderous intentions, and the incomparable beauty Liu Mengyan was about to turn into a beautiful corpse! Thinking of this, he hurriedly
He said, "Uncle, little master, you...please calm down! I'm not pointing out for nothing.
With a dirty heart!"
"Then what are you deliberately chasing after?" asked the man in white. Pinshu "That...ahem..." Mo Suifeng laughed dryly and said, "I have never seen a more beautiful and gentle woman, Junior Sister Liu...
Uncle Junior Master, I really like Junior Sister Liu! This is different from Wu
The heart of dirt doesn't matter...and the sect's rules are strict. Junior Sister Liu usually only practices under Master Ding's disciples and has almost no interaction with other disciples. She is not the trouble you mentioned...and Junior Sister Liu herself has excellent qualifications.
Not long after she started to join the sect with no foundation, she was already at the Xuan level.
She has reached the highest level, and she is still number one. You... please don’t kill her!" "Good-for-nothing! I see how distressed you are!" The man in white said disdainfully, "With my status, I can take action against a junior disciple.
? The most I can do is make it impossible for her to return to Tiandao Sect! But what you said is not bad, that girl
The qualifications are indeed excellent, but as for Wenwan, huh! I didn’t notice it at all! You, a bastard, just saw her skin!"
"Absolutely not, I am really tempted! Really!"
"When were you not really tempted?" The man in white had a look of hatred on his face. "If you change your lustful and frivolous temper and concentrate on training, it will definitely not be difficult to get past those three!" Mo Suifeng said with a bitter face.
"My uncle, my disciples are born like this. If I suppress it forcefully, they will become upset and unable to concentrate. But I really like Junior Sister Liu. My uncle... you must have met Junior Sister Liu, right? Tell me Liu
Where has Junior Sister gone?"
"I can tell you, but let me see your progress first!" The man in white didn't see any movement, so he silently moved back more than three feet, holding his arms and looking at Mo Suifeng.
Mo Suifeng understood and said, "Please give me some advice, Junior Master Uncle", then he took out the sword he carried with him, concentrated his mind, pointed the sword diagonally, and a green sword energy pierced the air diagonally, condensing into substance.
Although the man in white had no expression, his eyes softened and he expressed satisfaction with Mo Suifeng's level.
The sword is like a swimming dragon, the movement is like electricity, and the trees within a few feet of the rainbow-like sword energy rustle. From time to time, branches of different lengths and thickness fall from the trees, and the fractures are smooth and smooth.
"Not bad!" The man in white smiled slightly, and casually broke off a branch from the tree next to him. His fingers trembled slightly, and he began to fiddle with them. Mo Suifeng had stopped dancing the sword and stared at the hand of the man in white.
The branches of the tree are not willing to let go of any detail. Ordinary people look at the branches as if they are playing, but in Mo Suifeng's eyes, there is a profound meaning. This is the little master.
His uncle was teaching him advanced swordsmanship, the trajectory of tree branches, and some of the routes of true energy.