Chapter 79:

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When Qingjun became a wick, he gave some warm Dan Li to Luo Qingqing.
The dynasty of Jiu Pin Shen Dan’s Dan Liling has just consolidated into the Luoyang period, but it does not seem to have much effect. Until today, when he came to this place, he suddenly felt To a different thing.
Qingjun’s little Dan Li has always pointed in a certain direction.
Before Luo Qingqing and Xuan Lingzi searched the Fengshen Sea area, they had not had time to search, they hit a mountain collapse. This place under the foot Luo has never come, and perhaps the remains of the Moh’s ancestors, Mo Qing, are really nearby, and it is not impossible.
Qingjun is a medicinal herb made by Jiu Lian Supreme for the treatment of serious injuries and saving his life. Qingjun and Moqing have inextricably linked relationships and can sense in the vicinity of Fengshenhai. There is only one possibility to think about it--
The remains of Mo Qing are nearby!
Luo gradually cleared his mind and he flew to the place with Mo Qiu.
Although it is in a hurry, but since it happened, for the sake of Mo Qiu, Luo gradually clear that it is not possible to hide this matter and return empty-handed. Who knows when it will be time to come here next time, and what kind of things will be met by then.
Luo gradually said: "This time I came for a relic. It is the ruins of your ancestors. When the relics are opened, there should be a very powerful attack. We need to deal with it carefully. After the relics are opened, you You can get the relics."
Wen Yan, Mo Qiu brows, asked: "How do you know so clearly?"
Luo gradually said that it was very detailed. Although he did not say everything in the ruins, he said that he had been there.
In this regard, Luo gradually calmly said: "You don't know this, the ancestors of your Mohist family and my third son of the Taihua Mountain Yufengfeng Jiulian Supreme are friends. I am in an ancient book of Yuxifeng. I saw this, so I came to the Northland to find the ruins of your ancestors."
The strange look flashed from the face of Mo Qiu, and he immediately concealed it, and did not let Luo gradually discover. He gently "oh" and asked: "Do I want to thank you?"
Luo gradually cleared up: "Well, it is your life-saving grace."
Ink anger said: "Luo gradually clear! My life-saving grace is so worthless?"
Luo gradually cleared the hand: "Ink and friends, the treasures inside, should be able to save you several times."
Mo Qiu: "...in order to gas me, have you cursed yourself?"
Seeing the silent appearance of Mo Qiu, Luo gradually cleared his lips and finally showed a smile. For a few days, from the moment Mo Qi rescued Luo gradually from the sea of ​​Fengshen, he looked at his face and said nothing, and his eyebrows were wrinkled to catch the insects.
From the beginning of the relaxed leisure, to the life and death of today, Luo gradually clears the heart into pieces. He is not a righteous person. He does not care about the safety of the world, but he cares about the mysterious spirit.
In this world, many things are different from Luo’s last life.
Luo gradually clears that he has never heard of the collapse of the dry hills. Even according to the year, his last life was chased to the northern part of the land. It should be a matter of half a year later. At that time, the northern part of the land was still good, there was no abnormality. .
But now, the dead mountain has collapsed, the mysterious spirit is trapped among them, and the Yaozu is also ready to move.
So many things are on the body of Luo gradually clearing up, just because the black spirit is trapped, it is enough to make his mind anxious.
Seeing Luo gradually laughed, Mo Qiu was a glimpse, then sighed red lips and smiled softly.
The two quickly flew forward, flying only about a kilometer, and Luo gradually cleared off at a cliff. He walked down to the edge of the cliff and looked down. He saw the invisible bottom of the abyss, and the surrounding cliffs were steep and unusual. It seemed to be gathered into a deep hole.
This kind of terrain is placed in such a relatively flat place as the northernmost land, which is really weird.
Mo Qiudao: "These cliffs are too close, just like a circle, hiding something inside. Luo gradually clears, although the air is very strong now, but my vision can also see five kilometers. Outside things, however... I can't see the bottom of this cliff. Are you sure we are going to continue?"
Luo gradually turned to the first road: "It is here, let's go down."
When the voice fell, Luo gradually cleared the first time, and Mo Qiu did not hesitate and jumped.
The mountain here is only three kilometers high, but there is a hole under the cliff, the two superimposed at least five kilometers deep. However, Mo Qiu’s budget is still wrong. Where is this hole five kilometers? It is a depth of 10,000 meters!
When they landed, they all took protective measures, but they fell heavily on the ground and suffered a bit of flesh injury.
The bottom of the hole is dark, but at the rate of air flow, it seems very narrow.
As a super local tyrant, Mo Qiu took out a night pearl. In an instant, the bright light sprinkled the entire bottom of the hole. At this time, Mo Qiu discovered that where is the narrowness? It’s so small that people can’t believe it!
Luo gradually looked at the familiar scenery around him and said: "It is really here."
Mo Qiu: "..."
The bottom of the cave is a circle with a diameter of three feet. The cliff wall spreads from the top of the mountain to it. It is already smooth. It is clearly four or five different peaks on the top, but it seems to be integrated into it. It seems that someone who once wore a huge mountain cave, fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the earth. After years of wind and sun, the shape of the mountain changed, and finally formed such a strange cave.
There is nothing in the bottom of the cave. Except for some small stones, there is only a smooth mountain wall.
Luo gradually stepped over to the mountain wall and raised his hand and knocked. His movements are very natural, as if he has done countless times, and he has carefully stroked it all the way. When he knocked on a mountain wall with a bad voice, he turned to look at Mo Qiu, and Mo Qiu also looked at him.
Luo gradually cleared up: "I said before, there will be a terrible attack. As far as I can guess, at least the attack of the Mahayana monks. I originally discussed with Master, this attack was blocked by him, but Now..." The sound stopped abruptly, and Luo gradually cleared and said: "Now the repairs of the two of us are still quite good. As long as we avoid the attack range of this attack, I should be able to block it. Ink Autumn, what about you?"
Mo Qiu has already leaned against the mountain wall to see Luo gradually clear the movement. After listening to him, Mo Qiu said casually: "You can block, how can I not?"
Luo gradually cleared up: "You don't want to be stubborn, don't care."
Mo Qiu shakes his hand: "I don't look at this little thing, you can rest assured..."
boom! ! !
A blue light rises into the sky, and the horrible power is like a deep sea, and it is pressed down. Ink's face suddenly changed, and he turned his hand and took out a small bell from the ring. A layer of blood enchantment was formed in his body, protecting his body.
Luo gradually cleared a lot easier, he avoided the main attack range of the blue sword light, and blocked the opponent with a frosted sword.
When the tea was covered for a while, the sword gas gradually dissipated and the bottom of the hole returned to its original appearance. The sword was so powerful that it did not hurt a little mountain wall. The mountain walls were still as smooth as ever. Only a few of the remaining air were reminding me of what happened.
Ink autumn fingers pinched, angered: "Luo gradually clear, you want my life!"
Luo gradually cleared his pretense and said: "Ink, you are not ready, let me rest assured?"
Mo Qiu: "You!"
After all, time is tight, the two naturally do not argue again and squabble, only to listen to a "rumbling" sound echoed in the bottom of a small hole. Mo Qiu looked at the surroundings with vigilance, and Luo gradually cleared his breath and looked to the center of the bottom of the cave.
I saw a blue stream of light flowing shallowly on the ground, like a fish.
First one, then one.
In the end, the mermaid gathers, the blue light rises, and when it blinks again, a dead old bone suddenly appears!
Mo Qiu looked at this scene with sorrow, but Luo gradually became stunned. He stepped up to the front of the cheekbones and slammed it down, gently licking three heads.
In the past life, he had already oversaw the predecessors of Mo Qing, and then took the residual power in the other's cheekbones. Nowadays, he still has three heads, and nothing else is the life-saving grace of the last life.
After three heads, Luo gradually cleared his mouth and heard a low-pitched sigh.
The sound is light and elegant, the tail is slightly raised, and the tone is soft and warm, like a jade. Luo gradually looked up and looked forward, and Mo Qiu also looked at the illusion that suddenly appeared.
I saw it beside this skeleton, I don’t know when there was an elegant and elegant man in a green shirt! A pair of blue-green jade obliquely inserted
In the thick black hair, this person looks beautiful, not like the beauty of the male and female, but also the almost perfect beauty of Luo gradually clear, but it is There is a noble, dusty, peerless beauty.
He hangs his throat like this, his eyes softly watching Luo gradually clear.
Luo gradually looked at him with horror, and there was no snoring for a long time.
In the end, the man first laughed and asked: "Why do you want to bow to me three times?" The voice is ethereal, like a fairy.
Luo gradually cleared his face and squatted on the ground. He heard the words, and he subconsciously asked: "...predecessors?"
The man in the green shirt did not respond and asked again.
Luo gradually cleared up and stood up. He did a trick and said: "Some things, the younger generation is not good to say, but the younger generations should be worshipped by the older generation. Today, I did not expect to see the seniors here. The younger generation is the Taihuashan Yufeng Peak. Later generations, this one..." After a pause, Luo gradually cleared his side and let the ink fall out. He said: "This is a life and death friend of the younger generation, named Moqiu."
The man in the green shirt gave a slight glimpse, and the slender, ink-like eyebrows picked up slightly. He looked up at Mo Qiu, and Mo Qiu looked at him. They didn't open their mouths. When he wanted to speak, he listened to Mo Qiudao: "The ancestor."
Yes, when this person appeared at the bottom of the hole, Luo gradually got a name in his heart.
Ink blue.
In this world, who will have such an elegant and peerless style? It’s just a consciousness, even if the soul is not counted, it will let Luo gradually feel the oppression of the Yuanshen. Only such a person is worthy of the fascination of Jiu Lian’s ancestors who had been fascinated 30,000 years ago. The two of them joined hands to experience and sneak through the Xuantian continent and win the hearts and minds of the world!
Luo gradually cleared the consciousness of Mo Qing in his life. It is very likely that he was seen by Li Xiuchen. Unfortunately, there is no detailed description in the book "Seeking Immortals".
Mo Qing smiled and looked at Mo Qiu, and did not speak.
Luo gradually cleared the abnormality between the two people. He said with respectful tone: "The younger generation of Moqing, the younger generation learned some of your deeds because of the coincidence. I came here with my friend today, I want to take you. The descendants bring you to see. If today's big chaos, the mountain collapses, the north of the land is seriously devastated, the Terran and the Yaozu are about to start a war, I hope you can help him."
A pair of light-colored dice turned to look at Luo gradually, and Mo Qing was still just laughing, not screaming.
Seeing it, Luo gradually cleared up and was anxious. His time is very precious. Although he is very grateful to the predecessors of Mo Qing, he also knows that the other party has a very close relationship with his own ancestors. However, now he has no time to talk to each other.
"Seeking Immortal" said that Li Xiuchen easily obtained the relics of Mo Qing, how did he come to him, and saw the later generation of Mou Qiu, but did Mo Qing say nothing?
Luo gradually became strange, and wanted to say it again, but he expected to listen to Mo Qing chuckle and said: "You have his breath."
Luo gradually cleared his head and looked at Mo Qing.
The slender eyes are gently closed, and the ink blue smells like the scent of the air. No one knows what he is feeling, but sees his thin lips and slightly hooks, revealing a touch of helplessness and gentle smile. A pair of clear and translucent scorpions softly stared at Luo gradually clearing the body, and the ink-speaking language said: "I originally thought that if you were his descendants, he cultivated himself as "Jiu Lian Ben Xin Lu"."
As soon as I heard this, Luo gradually changed his face and suddenly thought: "Predecessors, this incident has a cause, and the younger generations have indeed practiced "Jiu Lian Ben Xin Lu", and it is indeed a disciple of Yu Yufeng!"
If Mo Qing didn't care about Luo's gradual clearing, he smiled and said: ""Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu", you can cultivate this, but also fate."
boom!
Luo gradually clears his mind, and the words "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu" reverberate in his brain for a long time.
What is "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu"?
His cultivation is clearly "nine days...
Ink Qing raised his hand to open the long sleeves, and the blue shirt drew a nice arc in the air. A simple and simple nap was appeared in front of Luo Qingqing. There is only one Nayong, there is nothing else, but the Nashua ring is shining with a sparkling light, exudes a very shallow pressure.
The voice of Mo Qing gradually picked up.
"One of my life, but 4,127 years. In the previous millennium, I was born and died for the Mohist family. I entered the stage of the gods. On the day of the celebration of the feast, I met with your ancestors and went with them. A total of the world."
"Your master's temperament, the talents of the heavens, the three thousand years old will touch the heavens, officially took the first step of becoming a fairy."
"The descendants of Yuxifeng, you have cultivated "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu", it is the first edge with Jiu Lian; you met with me today, it is the second edge with me. I do not know What is the dry mountain, there is nothing to be the northernmost land, but if you see that the mountain is beginning to collapse, then you are the third edge with me and Jiulian."
"Three edges are born, I will give you a ring, and when you should open, you will know everything. However... you don't have to open this life."
Mo Qing raised his hand a little, and the Narubiao fell into the palm of Luo Qingqing. He turned to look at the side of Mo Qiu. At this moment, Mo Qiu had already been on the alert, and even he was holding a whip. As long as Mo Qing said something that should not be said, he would immediately whip.
Upon seeing it, Mo Qingbai's face showed a touch of warm smile. He said: "This little friend, since I met here, I will also give you a chance. Help you break through early and end the reincarnation of the millions.

The voice fell, and a white light appeared in the front of the ink. The light was like lightning, and quickly broke into the eyebrows of Mo Qiu and disappeared. Mo Qiu had no time to stop, and white light broke into the body, which made him stunned.
When all this was done, the figure of Mo Qing gradually faded a bit.
Luo gradually cleared up immediately: "Predecessors, the younger generation did not understand what you were saying. What do you mean by the mountain you mentioned? Do you already know the collapse of the mountain? The master of the younger generation is trapped in it, you whether……"
"Hey." Mo Qing raised his finger and reached between his lips. I don't know when, his lips are no longer bloody, and the slender fingers are like white jade, so that even the blood vessels are invisible, as if they were phantom.
His eyes looked at Luo gradually and quietly. In the face of such a person, Luo gradually cleared his mouth and refused to speak. When he reached the eyes of the blind man, he was swallowed back.
That kind of look is too embarrassing.
It seems like a clear blue lake. When the sun shines, the starting point is a wave of light; when the breeze is over, the layers are smashed. These eyes are deep and deep, but they don't feel low, but they are soft and heart-warming, and they are reluctant to destroy.
Luo gradually became more and more confused in his brain, and his eyes began to blur. At the moment when consciousness was completely lost, Luo gradually cleared his hand and whispered: "You..."
On the side of the ink, seeing the autumn, immediately supported the body of Luo gradually cleared down, and at the same time shot the whip.
The long whip penetrated the body of the ink blue, and Mo Qiu replied: "If you have a dissent, this deity will kill you!"
Mo Qing smiled and looked at him. His eyes quickly moved to Luo Qingqing's body. He looked at it like this and did not speak. The atmosphere was stagnant for a time, and the autumn of Mexico was grim, but the ink was silent.
When Mo Qing’s body became more and more illusory, he finally sighed and asked:
If you don’t come out to see me, why bother me to detect your breath?

In the next moment, a white figure floated out of the ring of Luo gradually clearing, and he saw the eyes of the ink and autumn.
The white figure is much more confined than the ink green, the other side turned to look at Mo Qiu, suddenly stunned, Mo Qiu felt a pain in his head. Before the fainting, Mo Qiu had already hated these two people, and he had a chance to take revenge in the future.
In this quiet and narrow hole, the man in the green shirt stood by a white bone, slightly raised his head and smiled at the white man.
The two men looked at each other for a long time. For a long time, the white man said: "Mo Qing... Do you hate me? I betrayed all of you. I am no longer the original Jiulian. What you see now is nothing but possession. A little thought on "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu." I am sleeping all the time. If I don't notice your breath, I won't wake up. Real me... Do you hate?"
Mo Qing chuckled and said: "You are still alive, isn't it good?"
Jiu Lian’s long eyebrows are tight, and a beautiful face is full of tension. He thought for a long time. He considered it for a long time. He hesitated for a long time. At the end, he was dumb and asked:
... You really, don't hate me? Eighty-one people repair, sixty-four demon statues, in the end, only one of me. You really... don't hate me?"
Ink Qing raised his hand and gently clicked on the sword pattern of Jiu Lian's eyebrows. He said helplessly: "I have already lost my soul. How can you not say good things? Not like 30,000 years ago. In the same way, if you pretend to be a mortal knight, you will pretend to be a Confucian student and walk with you."
Hearing the words "Soul and Flying", Jiu Lian was silent.
Mo Qing said: "It is already my luck to see you again at this time. Before you die, what can you say to me?"
Jiu Lian looked up. At this moment, he was not the top power of Fengyunyun 30,000 years ago, nor was he the peak of Yufeng Peak. On the face of the Qinggui and handsome, there are only countless memories and thoughts. He asked: "The blue and blue flowers of Qinzhou can really be opened in winter and lost in spring?"
Hearing the words, the handsome and handsome man was slightly stunned. After a long time, he smiled and said: "When you want him to bloom, let him bloom. When you are in heaven, the rules will be for you. If you become enlightened, the road will be Pointing straight to the sky. Jiu Lian Zun, it is reasonable to have such a heroic spirit, it should also be the only day between heaven and earth!"
Three thousand years ago, Qinzhou Mojia first met.
"You are the rumored Jiulian Supreme?" Hearing your astronomical geography, you know everything; the alchemy refining device is all proficient. Then I will test you in the next test. Can you tell me when the blue and blue flowers of Qinzhou bloom and when will they fall? 』
"It’s spring bloom and fall in autumn. 』
"The world has said that Jiulian Supreme is the most outstanding genius in the world. It is only like this today. My ink blue and white flowers in Qinzhou have always bloomed in the winter and will be defeated in spring. Never compete with the flowers, never with the spring breeze. 』
"Hahaha, what am I supposed to be." It's just a flower, and when the deity wants it to bloom, let it bloom. If I am in the sky, the rules will be my book; if I am enlightened, the avenue will point straight to the sky! My nine lotuses are the only days in this world! 』
"You are a madman, but it has some meaning. 』
"You are also very interesting. Dare to ask for your name? 』
"My name is green, my name is ink, and the ink is ranked seventh. You can call me ink." 』
Three thousand years ago, it has not been honed. A dredging mania, a high spirit.
Now, when the body begins to dissipate, Mo Qing gently smiles and asks: "Will you be this day?" He relaxed in tone, as if he did not feel the disappearance of his body, nor did he feel that step. The pain of the soul of the soul.
Jiu Lian stared at him tightly and did not turn his eyes away, as if to let himself remember the scene in front of him.
"I have failed at the moment. Maybe there is no monk in this world that can really replace this day."
Mo Qing smiled: "Your descendants may be able to complete the dream we have not completed."
Jiu Lian naturally knows who Mo Qing refers to, but he did not turn to see Luo gradually fainted on the ground, but stared at the friends who are about to dissipate. At this time, no words were needed, and a little bit of light drifted from the body of Mo Qing to the air. His smile was still gentle, and his eyes were still tolerant.
suddenly! Jiu Lian stepped forward and took the hand he was about to dissipate.
Ink and blue, just listen to Jiu Lian and ask: "We... really just friends?"
With almost no hesitation, Mo Qing smiled and said: "Maybe, it shouldn't be just a good friend..."
When the last word fell, I saw a bright flash of light, and when I looked closely, the smiling gentle person had disappeared. Since this moment, thousands of obscenities have dissipated, and since then, the soul flies between the heavens and the earth, and does not enter the reincarnation, not seeing the sun, the world is really no longer dark.
Jiu Lian Zun was staring at his hand, a tear in his hand, smudged open, as if he could touch the temperature just now, but there is no room for recovery.
Time is gradually passing.
When Luo gradually wakes up, everything has returned to normal. Mo Qiu was sitting on the cliff, his eyes closed, and he did not seem to wake up.
Luo gradually looked around and had disappeared from the predecessors of Mo Qing. He didn't think too much, but when he turned to the first look, he saw that the skeleton had disappeared into the high platform, and even a trace disappeared!
"Predecessors?" Luo gradually whispered and whispered, whispered.
The answer to him is the echo of the swinging of the cliff.
"senior?"
Luo gradually screamed a few times, but still did not get a reply, but it was Mo Qiu, who was actually woken up by him. Mo Qiu frowned and looked very unpleasant. He said, "When did you still have a mutilation in your Nayong? The strength is not weak, just a distraction, and it can still make me faint."
Luo gradually became a stiff body, and the ear suddenly sounded the phrase "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu".
However, at this moment, it was not his time to study it. Luo gradually bent down in silence and bowed to the empty high platform. Then he looked at Mo Qiu and said: "Since your ancestor is no longer here, then we will go out quickly. Meet with everyone."