The moment when Tian Xiezi took Chu Mo away.

The chariot sitting cross-legged outside didn't notice it at all, even Hu Zi and the second senior brother.

Only the senior brother who was in seclusion under the ice cave had his eyes as if he had opened a gap, but it quickly closed again.

In the sky of Nanchen, the void was twisted, and two figures slowly appeared. It was Chu Mo and Tian Xiezi. Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced around him, but he quickly calmed down.

My master is definitely not an ordinary sacrifice, at least the pressure on him is extremely great.

"Although the teleportation array is good, when my barbarians do not have a teleportation array, how can the strong walk... Only those who are in awe of the external world will imitate, learn, and study. A decisive way to seek the final result!" Tian Xiezi snorted coldly.

"If my barbarian cultivation can reach the peak of the barbarian soul and take that step, he can replace teleportation by himself, wander around the world, and be immortal, and then his breath will be endless!"

Chu Mo smiled slightly and did not answer.

What Tian Xiezi said is right or wrong. After all, the realm of barbarian souls is an unattainable state for many barbarians. The appearance of the teleportation array is indeed more beneficial than disadvantages.

"A teacher can't do this, but with the art of creation, as long as the scope is not large, anywhere I have been to take something here, and you can come!

However, this technique must be used as a master when he is in purple clothes." Tian Xiezi spoke hoarsely, let go of his wrist holding Chu Mo, and his eyes were brutal, looking at the earth.

"Seventh Junior Brother, do you know how to fight?" As Tian Xiezi suddenly said this, Chu Mo suddenly looked down at where Tian Xiezi looked.

The land was filled with grass, which was a plain. At this moment, the wind was blowing over, making the grass rustle. In addition, it was silence.

After a long time, a sigh came from the depths of the earth.

There is another person here, and after Tian Xiezi said that this person is his junior brother, his uncle?

"You are here again, fourth senior brother...

While this sigh was heard, Chu Mo saw withering in his own eyes, and all of them had become ashes and dissipated. The earth swayed and roared, and a huge crack seemed to be broken open from the ground by two invisible hands. The crack was unfathomable and it was extremely dark inside, but two eyes were extremely bright, exposed from the crack, looking at the sky, and landing on Tian Xiezi and Chu Mo.

“So strong.”

Chu Mo murmured, and with a loud bang, an extremely majestic aura burst out from his body and protected himself.

"Hey~Senior Brother Fourth, your new disciple is a bit extraordinary."

There were vicissitudes of life in the cracks on the earth.

"Hmph, don't be too verbally."

Tian Xiezi snorted coldly, stepped forward, and in an instant, he appeared outside the crack in the earth, and stepped down hard towards the crack.

Suddenly, an illusory sea of ​​blood appeared behind Tian Xiezi. The stone statue in the sea of ​​blood sent out its eyes and his arms, which were hunched, slowly opened.

At the same time, Chu Mo saw that the two gazes disappeared from the crack in the earth, and replaced by a thin figure walked out of the crack. His pace was not fast, but every step fell, which made Chu Mo's gaze distorted.

He took five steps and walked below the land where Tian Xiezi stepped down. He suddenly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and punched Tian Xiezi's right foot.

Almost at the same time, behind this figure, a huge illusion appeared. Countless figures existed in the illusion, including men, women, old and young. At this moment, they all knelt on the ground and worshiped this person.

"The power of the earth's ghost is not the cultivation of my barbarians. Seventh Junior Brother, you are still practicing the external world's methods. This is not creation!" Tian Xiezi's voice was hoarse. At the moment when it came out, his right foot and the fist of the thin figure rang out.

As the thunderous roar echoed, Tian Xiezi's body shook and retreated more than ten feet in a row, but the thin figure in the crack kept retreating for dozens of feet before stopping.

"You are driven out of the door by your master. The fate you pursue has deviated from the trajectory of the barbarians, just like me...!"

Chu Mo seemed to understand. It turned out that his master was not just a common barbarian cultivation.

He said why the Ninth Summit and Tianhan Sect looked so weird, did he take the path he took? The Road to Creation.

But even if you know, Chu Mo would not regret it. How could a well-behaved way be suitable for him?

Good fortune has won his heart.

"Where did the same thing come from?" Tian Xiezi did not take action again, but his eyes were bright.

"I practice the art of the outside world to create my own path. This is for me. What you practice combines the art of the witch clan, how can it be different!"

"The mind is different, the spirit is different, the situation is different, the cart is different, and everything is different! Fifteen years ago, you could still tie the body of my purple clothes. Fifteen years later, just this purple clothes, you are no match!

Whether it is wrong or not, whether it is created or not, since the words cannot be clearly explained, then it depends on who... is stronger!

You are wrong!" Tian Xiezi shook his sleeves and turned around and walked towards Chu Mo.

"Hahaha."

Chu Mo smiled and suddenly bowed, "Thank you for your teachings."

What Tian Xiezi said was exactly what he wanted.

"What did I say?"

Tian Xiezi glanced at Chu Mo.

"Is it a right way to create? Master said it is useless, and don't say it is useless, but if the strongest person is created, then creation is the right way. The words in this world are the final say of the strong."

"Okay. You understand, let's go."

The two men disappeared again on Tian Xiezi's sleeves.

After Xiezi and Chu Mo left that day, the plain became silent. The thin figure lowered his head and slowly floated into the crack, sitting cross-legged in the depths.

"The Fourth Division... When you were driven out of the sect, Master once said, "You were wrong." The vicissitudes of life turned into sighs, and the cracks gradually gathered together and returned to normal. In the moment on the plain, countless grass appeared again, rustling in the wind.

In the sky, a dark cloud was sealed, with rain falling, and thunder roaring by. In the sky, in a twist, the figures of Chu Mo and Tian Xiezi slowly appeared.

The moment the two of them appeared, the thunder roared violently.

"Continue to see, the path I have taken will change my mind. This is what you may experience in the future?" Tian Xiezi turned his back to Chu Mo, looking at the rainy curtain ahead, a tribal village, and slowly spoke.

Chu Mo followed silently and nodded.

As he approached the village, Chu Mo could hear a sound vaguely in his ears.

"What a kid..."

"What a... what a... what a... what a... what a... what a..."

Like the sound of rubbing bones, it gradually came from this ordinary tribal village in the rain and thunder.

Tian Xiezi's expression was always gloomy. He approached the village's Mo's door, and his footsteps did not stop at all. The moment his body touched Chazi, Chu Mo's pupils suddenly shrank behind him. He saw that the gate of the village was twisted, as if it had been moved out of thin air to another place at this moment, causing Tian Xiezi to walk in slowly.

Chu Mo followed behind and stepped in. Until they all entered, Chu Mo looked back and saw the gate of the village and recovered again.

It is obviously not the first time that Tian Xiezi has come here. At this moment, most of the people in the entire tribe are already asleep. Moreover, there is no fireworks around him because of the rain. In this relative silence, except for the rushing rain and the occasional thunder, the sound of the slashing sound is still coming.

Like this sound, the detective pointed the direction of Tian Xiezi. He walked in the village, stepped on the accumulated water, and gradually passed through the houses. Chu Mo saw that in front of him, there was a very ordinary animal skin tent with lights shining out.

This is a small tribe, a tribe of almost the same size as the Wushan tribe where Chu Mo is located. For example, there are too many such small tribes in Nanchen.

Looking around, when Chu Mo turned his gaze on the tent with lights, he clearly heard the sound of rubbing bones coming from the tent.

Tian Xiezi approached, lifted a corner of the tent, and walked in. Chu Mo followed him and entered the tent. The moment he entered, the first thing he saw was that there were a large number of bones placed in the tent.

The old man was gray-haired, wearing animal skin clothes, naked on his upper body. He was sitting there, holding an animal bone in his hand and rubbing against a stone slab.

The old man looked as usual, as if all his attention was concentrated on the bones in his hand, and he did not notice the arrival of Tian Xiezi, nor did he see Chu Mo's existence.

He was there calmly, constantly rubbing, making buzzing sounds, echoing in the tent, and some even floated out and never dispersed for a long time.

Time passed slowly, Chu Mo kept looking at the bone in the old man's hand. As it gradually rubbed, a corner was worn off and became round.

Tian Xiezi never spoke, and kept looking at him, his expression gradually changed, sometimes gloomy, sometimes enlightened, sometimes complicated.

The rain outside became heavier, and the thunder sometimes burst out, and sometimes there was a moment of brightness, reflecting the three people in the tent on the tent, and quickly dissipating as they swayed.

The old man's concentration made Chu Mo seem to have an enlightenment. He no longer stood there, but sat cross-legged, looking at the friction of the bones, and listening to the crackling sound, at this moment, he suddenly realized a little calmness.

The worries and burdens in my heart in the past were quietly let go.

And he also saw that the old man seemed to be making a musical instrument made of bones.

At this moment, Tian Xiezi suddenly spoke.

In the wind and rain, Tian Xiezi spoke calmly. Although he was wearing purple clothes, his expression was no longer gloomy.

"The first battle is the proof of cultivation, the second joy..." Chu Mo looked at Tian Xiezi, was silent for a moment, and spoke: "Fight for the heart!"

"The first person in the battle was the seventh junior brother of the teacher. In this second act, the person you see is unknown to the teacher. I met him by chance before the New Year, and saw him build a slaughter...

After that, whenever my mind changes, I will look for him, using his heart as a fight... and using the environment as a fight..."

"You understand the method of painting and calm your mind. There is no system in your practice, and everything is thunderous practice... Perhaps there are people who are not known to the masters, but among the people I know, there are only a few of us masters and apprentices.

I went far, and your senior brothers also took a few steps, and what you are facing now is the first change of your heart... The change of your heart is like a second you. "Tian Xiezi spoke softly.

"How to do it, I can't help but give me guidance. I can only tell you, my heart changes... Let's go, I'll take you to the witch clan to kill... As soon as the master Ziyi came out, it would be difficult to dissipate without a thousand efforts." Tian Xiezi took a step towards the sky, Chu Mo took a deep breath, whispered his heart to change into two heavens, his eyes flashed, and he followed Tian Xiezi.

"He is a blind man, do you see that?"... In the sky, when the figures of the master and disciple disappeared, Tian Xiezi spoke slowly.

"blind?"

Chu Mo was shocked, "Master, I understand."

Surrounding the land of Nanchen, there is a mountain wall like a dragon ridge. Under the spread of the mountains, it forms a circle to divide the land of Nanchen into two parts: inside and outside.

This mountain range is called Tianlan barrier.

On this Tianlan barrier, with Tianlan City as the center, there will be a guardian all year round every once in a distance. They will never step outside the range they stick to, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, cold and heat, or wind and rain.

Anyone from the witch clan who wants to pass through the Tianlan barrier they are holding on to have to step through their bodies if they want to break into Tianlan.
To be continued...