Chapter 682 (1/2)

In some ways, Mo Li may be very casual, but as a man, he never lacks due responsibility and responsibility. In the witness of Nishikawa, his name was engraved into the genealogy. From that moment on, Mo Li knew that he would try his best to integrate into this new clan.

As xuanming's apprentice, he has a high seniority in the whole wanbaoge. A group of old people with white beard called him martial uncle. Don't say that others would be embarrassed, but don't leave yourself. After some discussion, Mo Li and Su ranxue take the initiative to put them under the Zhizi generation and discuss their generation.

I met a group of old people in zongmen and said hello. Mo Li did not forget to chat with some of his peers, which made him closer. It has to be said that they were accepted as disciples by xuanming, which made the younger generation of taiyishan both envious and surprised. However, both of them are relatively easy to get along with, and their reputation outside is enough to support their appearance, but not many people feel disgusted.

After a few days of being familiar with all the places in the sect, Mo Li found that Taiyi mountain and wanmuguan were very similar in many places, which made him and Su ranxue get together with the crowd faster. Although I didn't spend much time in wanmuguan in Beilu, I was also imbued with the flavor of Taoism from Kuki and several teachers and uncles.

Xuanming, who has just taken over the position of leader, has been busy these days. He has managed to finish what he is doing. Finally, the master and apprentice have time to get together for tea and chat.

”Well, are you used to it these days?”

The old man had a kind smile on his face. He was very satisfied with the two new disciples.

Su ranxue gave a light hum, and Mo Li also nodded with a smile: ”fortunately, elder martial brothers, elder martial sisters, and all the elder martial uncles and uncles are very good to us, and they are familiar with the situation of the clan.”

”Well, just get used to it!” Xuanming smoothed the white beard on his chin, hesitated for a moment, and said, ”I've discussed with several supreme elders of the clan. Tomorrow you'll go to the holy land to see if you can surrender the soul burial sword. It's up to you...”

”Surrender?” Hearing the old man's words, Mo Li was surprised and said, ”master, do you mean that the soul burial sword already has wisdom?”

”It's not just intelligence!” Xuanming sighed solemnly and said: ”do you know why the soul burial sword has been in our Taiyi mountain, but no one dares to move it?”

Mo Li shook his head and waited for the old man to explain.

Xuanming took a sip of tea, got up slowly from the stone table, went to the side of the willow tree, touched the tree trunk, and said slowly: ”many years ago, a powerful murderer appeared in Xichuan evil road. His personality was cruel and bloodthirsty. The three schools of the right road had damaged countless experts to subdue him, and this soul burial sword was his portable weapon.”

With his strong strength and the help of magic soldiers, although xuanming said it lightly, Mo Li can imagine how hard it took the right way to win the opponent.

”At that time, all the experts in the right way coveted the soul burial sword, but it was a pity that with the master's killing, the sword had already had its own consciousness. Although it was powerful, it was extremely demonic. Countless experts in the right way had tried to accept and refine it, but they didn't succeed. Finally, the ancestors of wanmuguan brought it back to the Holy Land and purified it with healthy qi.

After so many years, the soul burial sword's wisdom has not been suppressed, but is more and more tenacious under the impact of righteousness! That's why I said before that this soul burial sword is not a good omen for Taiyi mountain. If you can subdue it, the elders of the clan will not have any opinions. ”

I didn't expect there were so many crooked roads in it!

It's normal for the dead to generate intelligence under the warm cultivation of aura. It seems that this soul burial sword is not so easy to accept! Only when there is a challenge can there be motivation. Mo Li is really looking forward to fighting with this evil soldier. He has jiuxiao noumenon with three magic swords in his hand, but he still has confidence.

Xuanming mentioned the burial of soul sword. Mo Li also thought of another purpose of coming to Taiyi mountain. After a short hesitation, he got up and arched his hand to the old man.

”Master, I have one more thing to ask of you.”

”What's the matter? Go ahead -- ”